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High School Girls

... Joe moaned as the panties tightened on his hip, the gusset pulling tight against his sensitive mound. He felt an unfamiliar throb in his hips as his vagina swelled and started to lubricate. "C'mon Joe!" cried Sam. "We're late enough as it is! Get your ass in gear!" "Alright, I'm coming!!!" Joe yelled as he ran to catch up, his feminine ass jiggling beneath his jeans. He didn't know what the hell was going on inside his pants, but he'd find out when he got to the theater. He patted his ass. Jeez, he was packing on the pounds. The three boys made it to the movie theater just in time, the encroaching darkness of the night helping to hide the slow changes developing to them. They each paid for their tickets, Darren's voice cracking as he said, "C'mon - it's almost starting!" and he and Joe went on ahead. Sam didn't hear him, he was staring into his wallet. He plucked out his driver's license. The photo of a long-haired redheaded girl stared back at him, the name besides it reading SAMANTHA JONES. Fuck! What the hell was this? Somebody was playing a prank on him, he thought angrily as he shoved the license back into the wallet. His lower back was hurting too. What a weird night this was turning into. He disappeared into the dark theater, where it was impossible to notice that his brown hair was now a beautiful auburn. All three of them joked and laughed at the trailers like young men often do, then they settled in as the movie began. But Joe couldn't stop fidgeting. "Ants in your ...

... pants?" quipped Sam, as Joe tried to get comfortable. The pain in his back was very sharp and strong, and he wiggled his hips trying to get some relief. He tried slumping back and opening his thighs, but instead of the relief he sought, he instead felt the shocking sensation of fleshly, alien lips parting between his thighs, and the even more horrifying feeling of liquid slipping out from between them! His eyes bulged and he lunged out of his chair, knocking over his drink and eliciting shouts of anger and dismay from Sam and Darren as he got into the aisle and ran out of the theater room. "What the hell is Joe's problem?!?" Sam asked, as he rubbed a swelling nipple. Odd... his chest felt flabby. He rubbed the saucer-shaped mounds again, feeling an unfamiliar throbbing in his pelvis. "Beats me," answered Darren as he fidgeted, trying to get comfortable, his panties riding up into his swelling ass, a nasty pain emanating from just above his backside. *** Joe ran to the bathroom, his eyes wide, feeling a slippery, sliding sensation between his thighs as his new passage lubricated! More pussy cream slipped out, forming a wet line on the gusset of his new panties. "Oh shit... Oh shit...." he thought, "I'm bleeding... or I've peed my fucking pants..." But deep down, he knew he was feeling something else, something impossible. He felt another deep throb in his hips, and the wet feeling grew. He got into the men's room and quickly entered a stall. He was struggling to undo his jeans ...