Jon MacMillan didn't know why he felt so aroused that morning. Normally he would be able to tease all the boys in the school with his hot body without any arousal at all, it was all business he told himself, but that day he found his body working overtime. Maybe it was a hormonal thing; things seemed to be a bit out of whack.
For example, he couldn't remember ever having the problem of his erection popping out of the top of his low-cut designer jeans. He'd had to cover it up with his purse after teasing his boyfriend Biff with a kiss and a feel. Jon was sure that nobody had noticed, he'd been dainty and coy the whole time, but if that was going to happen again he'd really have to consider wardrobe! He was really glad he hadn't chosen that sexy pleated skirt he'd laid out on the bed that morning. It had made him feel very girlie when he tried it on, but it was undeniable how sexy these jeans made him look.
He adjusted his bra-strap as he stalked toward the ladies room. It wasn't that it didn't fit well, it was perfect, in fact, it was just that today he couldn't seem to find a purpose. Even though his memory told him he needed it for support, he logically knew he didn't have breasts. Maybe this confusion was hormonal as well.
Sarah Matthews wasn't enjoying the walk to Karyn's house. It was a walk she'd taken many times before, but that day she felt very uncomfortable. For some reason, for the first time ever, her breasts were bouncing painfully with every step. She shook her head and crossed her arms under the globes attempting to give them some support. Sure, they were huge, but they had never bothered her before. Why now?
It was beyond her. Sarah decided to dwell on it later. Right now she needed to get to Karyn's place and talk about the missing rock. She didn't know what happened to it, but she needed to get it back.
She always liked hanging out with Karyn. It was a secret she held closely that she'd always been in love with her, but ever since Karyn had wished to have big boobs and blond hair Sarah's thoughts had changed to more of a sexual nature. She remembered the wet dream she'd had about her that morning, Karyn spread out on her bed with Sarah's tongue eagerly lapping up her vagina.
Strange how those urges didn't seem to be there right now. Maybe she'd got all her horniness out in her dreams. When she thought of Karyn now she was still filled with love, but it was more of a sisterly love. Not that Sarah could be anyone's sister, she corrected herself, she was as manly as anyone!
Angry at her huge painful breasts, she cupped one in each hand and started to jog over to Karyn's. She would run the rest of the way, thus proving how manly she was.
