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High School Girls

... as he watched Tony with a group of his friends pass by. Tony turned to look at him, and Darren felt his new pussy throb and his heart hammer. He looked like he was going to approach him, but then one of his friends called out and he rejoined them. The three girls sat together silently, their minds racing. Occasionally one of them would start to say something, but the sound of their new female voice would silence them, and they would return to brooding. All three of them jumped at a loud chiming coming from Darren's purse! Darren dug through it, his arms rubbing the sides of his breasts, and retrieved a small cell phone decorated with sparkling beads. He flipped it open and stammered, "Hello?" The voice was tinny but loud, and both Sam and Joe could hear it. "Dana, you're late! I told you a million times, if you're going to go out with your friends, you could at least have the courtesy to tell me! NOW GET YOUR ASS BACK HOME!" "Y-yes, Dad." Joe and Sam's eyes widened as Darren flipped the phone closed. "G-go home?" Joe stammered. "I hadn't even thought about it. What are we going to do? I don't want to spend another day as a girl!" Joe suddenly wailed. "Oh don't get your panties in a twist." Darren snapped and all three of them winced at the sudden realization that they really did have panties now. "Sitting on a bench all night isn't going to get us anywhere. My f****y, at least, thinks I'm a girl. So I'm going to go home, go to sl**p, and hopefully tomorrow think of something ...

... to do." And with that, Darren walked off, the click-click-click of his heels receding into the distance. Sam and Joe watched him go. Sam stood up, and started to walk away. "Where are you going man?" Joe heard his throaty voice ask, and hated it. Sam turned back to him, shaking his red locks out of his face. "I'm going home, Joe. What the fuck else am I going to do!" he snarled. "This is all your fault, you jackass!" His voice lowered, trying to approximate a man's deep voice, but it came out a cute parody. "It feels like it massaging my cock! You guys gotta try this!" Sam mocked. " 'Seriously dude, try it - feels damn good!' Why did I fucking listen to you?" With tears in his eyes, Sam turned around and stalked off, his ass jiggling beneath his denim skirt. Joe stared after him, the guilt slamming home hard. It really was his fault. But how could he have known? Still, he thought, he had acted like some stupid immature k**. What kind of moron sticks some ring he finds on the side of the road on his erect cock, and right in front of his friends, and then encourages them to do the same? Joe felt the cold evening air swirl around his bare legs, and shivered. Joe stared at the cock ring in his hand. What was he going to do? What if there wasn't a way back? His soft mound still ached painfully where he had tried to f***e the cock ring on. He heard a rustle in the park behind him, and jumped. He realized, with a shock, that he was a teenage girl, by himself, in the dark, downtown. ...