Cindy rubbed her head, and opened her eyes. She was staring up at the slats of a bed. She struggled out from under the dusty smelly boy's bed, and looked down at her body. It wasn't hers!
She looked around the room, which she instantly recognized as Rick's. Then she looked down at her young male body. It didn't look like Rick's body. She stripped naked and stood in front of the closet mirror flexing. She felt so different. Her hand slipped to play with the soft floppy snake between her legs. It hardened it felt so good, she fell back on Rick's bed and started to jack off. Suddenly she stopped, she thought about how Bob had used her, and decided it was time he learned it was as good to receive as to give.
She stood up with her young prong pointing up against her flat abs, and slipped quietly down the hall. Bob's door was ajar. He was sitting on his bed with hands on his knees reading the "Dear John" letter that Rick had written him in Cindy's handwriting.
Cindy paused looking at the large young man, he must be double her current size, she thought. Then she remembered that Bob had told her about his glass jaw. Closing her hands together in one big fist, she swung open the door and swung her arms like a club. A startled Bob looked up at the strange naked youth. Her hands impacted his jaw. Everything went black.
Bob opened his eyes, and struggled. He was trussed up to his bed like a turkey. His wrists and ankles were secured to each other and to his bed posts. His virgin cherry pointed upwards toward a strange naked boy who was playing with himself. Probably one of Rick's friends, Bob thought angrily. He tried to speak, but there was something in his mouth. Cindy smiled as she lubed her penis with her own precum. Bob had a makeshift gag from an old tennis ball and one of Rick's small jockstraps. He looked ridiculous, but somehow the big guy trussed up and helpless made her hornier.
"I wonder if I guy can experience multiple orgasms this way, well, I guess there's only one way to find out, eh?"
Bob's eyes showed their whites in terror, as Cindy moved in and kissed his forehead.
Then she positioned her wet warm penis against his soft pink hole, and whispered lustily, "Tell me if this hurts, big boy?"
Bob screamed into the ball gag as he felt himself split in two.