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7. Next day, at school...

6. Adventures at Home

5. Biff tries to recover

4. Things get weirder

3. Best Served Cold

2. Rapid Escalation

1. You Are What You Wish

Next day, at school...

on 2017-02-14 05:13:36

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When Biff was performing his morning routine, he noticed something odd. Normally, he had a bit of stubble on his chin in the morning and needed to shave it off. This morning, his face seemed smooth and stubble-free. Examining his face closer in the mirror, he noticed that he looked... younger, somehow. The face in the mirror still looked like Biff, but the cheekbones and jawline seemed a little less craggy and a little more delicate than they had been. He also noticed that his eyelashes were quite thick and long. Had they always been like that?

Biff arrived at school feeling very self-conscious. His jeans didn't fit quite right over his ass, and he kept worrying that the balled-up sock in the crotch of his underwear would slip. His friends tried to greet him with their usual exuberant, rude and inappropriate shouts, but Biff told them he wasn't feeling great that day and carried on to his classes.

During class, Biff received a text message. He slipped his phone out and looked - it was from Sarah McMillan! He didn't think she'd want anything to do with him after jizzing all over his face yesterday. He was mistaken, though... the message said "Been thinking bout ur toy all night, wanna play?"

Biff sent her a message back, saying "Don't have it with me. Will explain", and she quickly responded with a request to meet at the "usual place, usual time"

Biff sighed. He wasn't sure what he was going to be able to do with a pussy between his legs, but he figured he could explain what was going on to Sarah. Maybe she could even help him!

Soon, Biff and Sarah were back in the janitor's room.

"Sorry I left the way I did yesterday," Sarah began, "I was just weirded out by the whole thing. Are you okay? I've been thinking about it all night."

Biff told her part of what had happened the previous day - how he had been able to reattach his cock, and how it had fallen off again (he didn't explain how), and how he hadn't been able to reattach it since.

"Well, where is it?" Sarah asked,

"I left it at home," said Biff.

"So you have a pussy right now?" asked Sarah, stepping closer to Biff.

"Umm... yeah, I guess," he replied.

Sarah stepped even closer and grabbed at Biff's crotch. "What's this then?" she asked, and then started to unbutton his pants without waiting for an answer.

"It's..." said Biff, but too late. Sarah had already reached down the front of his underwear and pulled out the balled-up socks.

"Cute," she said, "Can I see your pussy?"

"No!" said Biff, trying to protect his crotch. "Give me back my socks!"

Sarah smirked and said, "I think I have an idea." Then she reached into Biff's pocket and pulled out his keys. "Here's your sock; I'll see you after school."

Sarah dashed out the door before Biff could react. He realized that he was standing in front of an open door with his pants undone, holding his socks in his hands. He ducked back into the room before anyone saw, and quickly tried to put the socks back into place in his underwear. By the time he came out looking for Sarah, she was long gone, and his Camaro wasn't in the parking lot. Shit!

Biff texted Sarah, asking where his car was, but there was no answer. He wondered if he should call the police and report it stolen, but decided that he did NOT want to explain to the police what had led up to Sarah "borrowing" his car.

Biff started walking home after school that day, wondering what he was going to do, when his Camaro pulled up next to him. The window rolled down, and Sarah was in the driver's seat.

"Hop in, big boy," she said. Biff climbed into the car, and Sarah peeled off and headed out of town.

"Where are we going?" he asked.

"Out to that secluded road where you like to take girls," Sarah said.

Soon, they pulled off the main road into the forest path where they had made out many, many times before. Sarah killed the engine, unbuckled her seatbelt, and leaned over to Biff.

Feeling an uncomfortably familiar warmth in his crotch, Biff started making out with Sarah. She started unbuttoning her shirt, and soon he was fondling her tits. After a few minutes of making out, Biff was feeling very turned on, and had almost forgotten about his predicament.

Sarah slid her pants down, and a huge, semi-erect cock flopped out. Biff's jaw dropped - that thing was a lot bigger than his had been, he was sure of it.

"I want you to suck it," said Sarah.

"I'm not into that," said Biff.

"I don't give a fuck," said Sarah. "If you don't suck it, it might not come off, and then you'll never get it back."

"Shit!" thought Biff, "she's right!" He steeled himself, telling himself that sucking on a cock didn't mean he was gay, and gently started to lick the huge head of Sarah's enormous phallus.

Having been on the receiving end of many blow jobs, Biff found that giving one was quite strange. It was more pleasurable than he'd expected, and his long experience had taught him what worked and what didn't. Turned out, he was a pretty good cocksucker.

Within a couple of minutes, Sarah felt herself climaxing. As her hips bucked and she started to come, she almost instinctively pushed Biff's head down into her crotch.

Biff wasn't ready for this, and he gagged and choked on the huge load of sperm that went shooting down his throat and up his nose. He struggled, but he had no leverage and couldn't get his mouth off of Sarah's cock. It wasn't until Sarah had released three big spurts that she finally let his head go, and Biff sat up, coughing and gasping.

"Shit, I'm sorry," said Sarah, trying to keep the semen off her clothes. "Oh my God, it's coming out your nose!"

Biff sat up, still coughing and gagging. He grabbed some tissues out of the glove box and tried to clean himself up.

"What the fuck was..." Biff asked, when he had recovered, but trailed off almost instantly. The voice that had come out of his mouth didn't sound right.

"What the...?" Biff said, his voice coming out high and... and feminine! "What's happened to my voice?"

"Oh my God," said Sarah, "You sound like a girl!"

"What's happening to me!?" Biff shrieked, clutching at his throat. He could feel that his Adam's Apple was gone, leaving his throat smooth and soft.




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