Mikey stared at his best friend's new body, aroused and confused; foremost in his mind was how strange Joey's head looked on top of the gorgeous body of Sally Swallows. Thinking of her, he was startled to see Joey's face subtly shift and his hair grow out, lightening from black to a very light brown and styling itself to frame his face and curl. Mere moments later, Sally Swallows was sitting on the desk next to Mikey's, whispering in her sexy, sweet voice and trying to convince him to rub her legs. He'd barely noticed that she'd - he'd, that was still Joey! - kept asking.
"What's wrong? You know you always like to rub my legs, buddy. Maybe later you can rub a little more too." Sally's beautiful face split into one of Joey's trademark grins as she - he, damnit! - took his hand and put it on HIS inner thigh. Mikey rubbed up and down his leg, savoring the feeling of the fishnet stockings against his fingers. He heard Sally - Joey - moan quietly and poke a couple of feminine fingers down the front of his black lace panties, watching Mikey and smiling. "Thanks, buddy, keep going. I know you want to."
Joey gently guided Mikey's hand back to his inner thigh when he strayed too close to his shin and foot, and Mikey drew patterns in the stockings for a moment before they disappeared, rubbing his fingers all across his leg and going close to his panties, peeking a finger in a couple of times. "As good as ever, Mikey. Do you wanna touch my boobs too?" Sally smiled coyly at him. This couldn't be Joey, no way.
The teacher, and indeed the whole rest of the class, didn't seem to notice Mikey as he felt Sally up and groped her chest, nor did they notice her moaning and touching herself underneath her panties. Mikey had idle thoughts of one of the porno movies he'd taken from Jon, where Sally had...
