Math went about as usual. Most were used to Shemales being horny now so that everyone 'relieved' them during the session in between classes. It was considered the fault of the entire class if one was still horny by the time class started, because two thirds of the class would be affected by it. A few kids snickered as a girl or two walked up to do a problem on the board and left a puddle of dripping fluids from some lucky dickgirl.
Then another passing period came and went. Jon and Karyn decided to have fun in the restroom. Since sex was open and welcome, there were no segregated washrooms. Though, that usually left only one or two urinals even in the largest water closets since the new majority of people didn't use them. Karyn and Jon occupied a stall to pass their time in.
"Since you know that sex wasn't normal..." Jon started in a whisper, not wanting any of the others fucking in the same room to hear them.
He was sat on the toilet, but quickly got hard when Karyn entered after him. His embarrassment at what they were doing was only increased by the other people occupying the other stalls to do the same. The next stall over was trio, and they started to pick up sound as they continued. Jon found it easier to talk normally to Karyn. "Do you mind a personal question?"
"It might not be personal, you know?" Karyn winked at him sitting back into his lap and impaling herself on his dick. "I'll never get the whole thing in." She whispered to herself, blushing when Jon smirked at overhearing it.
"Have we always done this? Or have we done stuff in the orgies outside as well... I guess I'm asking what's normal for us?" Jon found it hard to concentrate on what he was saying as Karyn actively tried to distract him by moving herself up and down his dick.
She steadied herself with her arms on his shoulders. Jon was slouched to allow her to grip him. He had to be reminded to give her holds or lift her when she needed help. He found it oddly arousing to see her squat her big booty on his lap with her little body threatening to lose balance for each movement she made. Karyn knew that this turned him on, her eyes fixated on his as they continued.
"Yeah. We ran into this issue in middle school. We agreed to be best/sex-friends, you even gave me a ring, you were so sweet. The condition was we had to see each other every passing period." She smiled at seeing Jon struggle to focus on what she was saying.
"No sleeping around?" Jon closed his eyes, desperately trying to hold back his ejaculation.
"As if I could ever stop you." Karyn giggled. She stopped her movements to let Jon last longer. "But while we are at school, we try and be with each other the most."
"You're really good at this."
"It's not like you gave me much choice you horn-dog. I've had a lifetime of practice with your hungry monster."
She pulled him out of her lovingly. He continued to tense up, desperately trying to hold it in. Karyn jumped down off his legs and giggled at his reaction. Then she twirled her finger to tell him to turn around. Jon did so willingly without question. He was so close that he was up for anything at this point. She patted his big round butt to tell him to move forward. Jon inched forward, his stiletto feet on either side of the bowl. Karyn climbed up on the seat, holding onto Jon's waist for support. She squatted down, her own bubble butt pointing out backwards balanced by her big breasts pendulously pulling her forward. Her face was at Jon's crack, the enviable gorge pulling her into his pillowy derrière.
"Besides, you couldn't blame me if I had sex when I get turned on because some other dickgirl got horny next to me would you?" She smiled at him. "It's what makes us girls and shortstacks so understanding so quickly. We too, love having multiple partners. I'll admit it was hard for me at first, but you just get horny anyways, so why fight it? Besides," She kissed and massaged Jon's gigantic butt. "You've shared me around with others plenty. I'll never get you Shemales, always love watching another shemale go at a girl, even if she's yours or you aren't turned on."
Jon knew what she meant. But the flood of those memories coming back only turned him on more. Karyn's mouth was breathing hot air at Jon's ball sack below. Jon moaned, needing release at this point. He couldn't carry the conversation any further.
"Does my big dickgirl want to be milked?" Karyn brought her hands under Jon's ass and gripped the base of Jon's dick down to point his impressive member into the toilet. "Do you want me to release you from your burden?" Karyn breathed out oozing sexual want.
"Yes!" Jon mewled.
"Yes what?"
"Yes... ma'am!" Jon shouted
Karyn pulled her entire body down, wringing Jon's dick with her hands and shoving her face into his balls. Her mouth trying to suck one in but failing due to massive size. Jon came immediately. That's all it took. One movement and his cannon emptied directly into the toilet bowl. Karyn got a new perspective on his massive balls. They tossed up towards his body and alternated contracting to shoot his massive load filling the bowl.
"God, I thought you came a bunch when I was bigger!" Karyn moaned.
Jon couldn't respond to her. His balls were still emptying. He was locked, hugging the cistern for support while moaning from having his dick milked.
"Oh, I know. You needed to be milked, baby." Karyn lightly patted his ass.
This brought Jon further into cumming. Karyn slapped his ass a few times when he started to peter out, bringing new life to his balls. They would hurriedly squish and hug his body again, every time they started to drift downwards Karyn would smack his ass and watch them jump to life. She came herself a couple times from this but was enraptured by her best friends' ass and jewels. Not that his cock didn't warrant a mention. That thing was sticking into the bowl even from him standing over it. She had to keep one hand on it to point it down into the bowl otherwise He might shoot his load towards the underside of his massive breasts.
"God Karyn, that was amazing as always."
"That's ma'am to you!" she cackled.
Jon just blushed. It was the first thing that came to his mind.
"But you're cute. Thanks. I don't know if you're the one to judge who is good at that though." She clicked her tongue, and climbed off the toilet seat. She stood back, watching Jon fumble with his panties around one of his ankles. "I'll see you at class Jon-boy."
Jon immediately knew that a decade or two ago 'boy' was slang for dickgirl.
Karyn waved and climbed under the stall door to one of the lower sinks and cleaned her self before heading out. Jon found himself wiping cum off his dick and flushing the mess away when he turned to leave, and spied something hanging from the side of the wall that wasn't there before.
It was a dick.
It was a dick sticking through a glory hole.
Jon gulped audibly, which was drowned out by the people's still going at it. He trembled and inched towards it with fascination. It was smaller than his, but still much larger than the average guy had before the wish. It was probably nine inches long and very thick for a dick that size. It certainly put his former dick to shame.
"Suck it." A booming lower feminine voice sounded. If it spoke more softly it would sound almost motherly, but this was gruff and hard.
Jon blushed, but he did wish to be a shemale. His womanly brain immediately had him salivating over this dick. He knew he shouldn't. He knew that it was wrong, a boy sucking a dick? But then, he wasn't a boy anymore. His wish had seen to that.
What does it taste like? Jon wondered.
He was biting his lip and staring at the large flaccid penis drooping down the wall. It dripped and shone with the juices of whomever had been attending to it in the same stall with its owner. Jon found himself licking his lips.
What the hell am I doing? Jon nearly fell over as he found himself kneeling before it.
But then its smell invaded his nose. He thought he would hate it, just like the sight of it the dick surprised him, but Jon felt himself drawn towards it. He needed to see how it tasted. The juices of some girl on it didn't hurt his sensibilities one bit.
He inched forward until his breath was hitting it. Mere millimeters were between him and the inflating phallus. He could feel its heat.
"That's it. You want to taste it don't you?" The voice on the other side of the stall teased. "This is just natural for you isn't it? That other girl wrung your balls dry like a little skank."
Jon didn't know what to do. Here he was getting hard again, and for a fellow shemale, yet he had just put his panties on. He shifted his dick so that it was folded over and pinned down by the compartment for his dick. It had an internal sock and was much stronger than the fabric of his old boxers. He immediately knew that it was designed to not show how turned on he was getting. Something about the fabric relaxed his dick. He hesitated.
He leaned in and licked the fat shiny head in front of him. It was salty and had a weird taste to it. He decided he liked it, however. He wanted this strange different world... why not decide to enjoy it?
Does this make me gay?
John began an internal monologue. His mind was racing to take his mind off of what he was doing.
No, dicks never bothered you. You were always attracted to the feminine body. That's why you made the wish.
That's right, some hot babe is on the other end of this.
And all you have to do is blow her like a good little cocksucker.
I'm not sucking... I'm licking.
Jon leaned in and took the head of the dick into his mouth.
Now I'm a cocksucker.
Great. Mission accomplished. You can tell all the boys back home.
That's if I go back home.
I'm such a slut.
"That's good slut. Keep sucking that dick." The heavy woman's voice growled from the other side of the stall. "Lick my asshole too." The voice sounded faced away from Jon now.
He smiled on the dick in his mouth. There were still others with the owner of this dick in the next stall. He began to suck harder, and bringing it further and further into his mouth. Playing with it by rubbing the head against his cheek. His mouth felt surprisingly at ease with a large dick like this in his mouth. Perhaps Jon's body had done this before? He sank down and took the dick into his throat, which operated on muscle memory and took the entire length of the dick into him.
"Ugh, yeah that's a good fucking throat! Who knew you had it in you Jon?" The voice snickered.
Jon froze, his blood drained from his face and his limbs chilled and tingled with icy fear. Whom did the dick he was just sucking belong to?
Jon's throat contracted from shock and the dickgirl on the other side thrust his dick into Jon's throat further than before, grunting into it. Jon felt the warm liquid flood down his throat. It came thick and hot. The voices on the other side of the wall giggling as the shemale finished.
"Come on, let's have more fun with our little 'Jon-boy'!" The voice boomed again.
They quickly left their stall and cut off Jon's exit. Jon could see Sarah McMillan on the other side of the door, she took a hair pin and fiddled with the lock to his stall. Two other cheerleaders exited the same stall and whispered about keeping an eye out at the front door before leaving the room.
Great.
Jon haphazardly got up and started to clean himself off, using toilet paper to wipe away the spunk from his own chin. He sat back on the seat and tried to play it off cool, his hand settled into his lap. His lap still had a caking amount of his own seed from fucking Karyn and his hands plastered his skirt into it, smearing it all over his legs.
Jon threw his head back and let out a low groan to the ceiling.
Just my luck.
