You start walking without looking and walk straight into Karl the school thug. Your erect cock straining against your jockstrap Ryan explodes with cum as it rams into Karl's thick thigh.
He looks down at the wet spot forming on your jeans, and frowns.
"Carter, we gotta talk!" he growls and shoves you into a nearby boy's room.
"OUT!" orders Karl and everyone in the rest room zips up and flees. You try to go too, but he grips your shoulder firmly, and says softly, "Not you."
You swallow hard and look at the rugged skinhead holding you hostage. He's like 6'8" and weighs 300lbs--all muscle.
"Who'd've guessed a popular jock like you was gay?"
"Uh, gay?"
"Dude, you came when you bumped into me!"
"Oh, I'm sorry, I uh"
"Don't be. It's cool that you find me so hot, that I can make you cum just by touching you. I'd like to thank you."
"Oh, my!" you say as Karl unzips you and tucks his thumbs in your jeans. He drops to his knees and begins to lick cum soaked Ryan. He starts to suck you right through your jock. You can't believe this is happening.
You explode and suddenly Karl seems smaller--lighter. His mouth is stuck to your jock, and his eyes are wide open in terror.
You grin as his clothing falls away to reveal a pair of luxurious black leather jeans with Karl's startled expression embossed on the leather. You shuck off your denim jeans, and pull on the skin-tight buttery leather jeans that Karl has become. As you finger the zipper pull you realize it's the Italian horn that used to hang from Karl's ear. You laugh as you zip him up. His face vanishes as his form moulds to your body. You giggle as you feel the leather slip in your ass crack to emphasize your bubble butt. You put Karl's gear and your old jeans into your gym bag, and head out of the rest room.
You discover that you're sex appeal has risen dramatically. Girls and guys stare at you and drool.
By the time the 3pm bell rings, you've scored with five more guys. And you've scored a completely new wardrobe. Karl's boyfriend became your microfiber muscleshirt, Bert and Ernie--Ryan's twin brothers became your new socks, and you hunted down another pair of twins for your new black leather boots.
Vinnie meets you by the flag pole and snorts. "What did I tell you about having your jollies, Carter? I uh, man, you're hot!" Vinnie says swallowing, apparently, each victim has increased your sex appeal to the point that the wizard who started this whole thing is caught in his own spell. You grin, and extend a hand to Vinnie's shoulder, you could use a new...