Brad saw the stress and unease on the stranger's face. Even though he didn't know him, neither in this reality or the original, he still felt bad for the decently-built man and wished to ease his worries. The fact that he still had his original, female face made Jake more peaceful than sex ever could. Sadly for the world, this unknowingly made him forget all of the inconsistencies and filled those holes with pure, blissful Eros.
Jake wrapped his swimmer-framed arms around the crush of his lives and made out with him. He groped Brad's ever shrinking breasts and frotted his ever increasing cock. His lips thinned out and his chin grew a handsome beard that scratched Jake's ironically clean cheeks. The perky tits that had once been Amanda's second pride reached their minimum shrinkage and proceeded to expand into pecs, Brad's second pride.
As the two teens frotted against each others jeans and boxers, their dick lengths continued to grow past what Jake thought were their original size. Was it both of their sizes, or just his? (Wait, that doesn't make any sense,) he thought, (everyone has a dick, so both of ours are gro...wowing... A-Ah~)
Jake had to pull away from his "makeout" sesh as his cock neared climax. His had grown past his 4-pack abs and all the way into his pecs. He had a hard time resisting, but the thought of having to lick up all of the spilled cum that would have dripped onto the floor was... against the rules? Yeah, against the rules. Everyone had to clean up after themselves so no semen went to waste.
Brad put his meaty arm around Jake, flexing his softball-sized biceps around his neck
"Sorry, didn't know I was that good of a kisser, heh..."
"A-Ahhh... I-I'm edging..."
"Oh yeah! Um... I think this classrooms empty, come on"
(Huh? Why doesn't Brad want me to cum out here? Does... Is he embarrassed to be around me...)
Jake suddenly had his arm pulled into the empty class. The sudden jerk thrusted his cock deeper into his pecs, which seemingly grew an inch forward. No one noticed though, well except for Jake, but he had bigger problems. The thrust, combined with his dick still getting longer, was pushing him over the edge. He was about to splurge his seed all over, and it will all be wasted!
Luckily for him, Brad put his mouth above his chest and took his head in- Jake's penis having grown all the way through his cave of chest flesh. The touch of his tongue finally gave him the orgasmic pleasure that he dreamed of having with the scruffy cheerleader. He moaned in bliss as Brad pulled his cock out of his chest and deeper into his mouth. His throat flooded with the salty liquid before massaging the phallic source. The semen was soon squirting straight into his stomach due to how much cock he took. It was near an entire 2 minutes before Jake's balls slowed down. The 2 boys took 10 seconds to gather their breaths before Brad began pulling out.
Jake began to moan as his o-face sized head moved through the caked orifice, before Brad covered his mouth. He looked at him in a hot red blush and teary eyes before continuing his removal.
Jake felt betrayal and embarrassment at Brad's face. He really had been embarrassed sucking him off. He was fine with french-kissing and flirting with him though; hell he even recommended the empty classroom to finish in! So... why was she acting like this...
...She...
(Dammit. That Transform or Dare curse-thing fucking did this. I should have just left this bitch where she- he- fucking whatever was and leave! I can't believe I fell for it...)
(No, no stop. You can't get mad like this. You don't even know why she's... he... whatever's embarrassed about. You can't solve this by getting mad. Just think of something...)
Even in a world where everyone is turning into sexy, horny, slutty gay nudists, problems still arise and must be solved. This is especially true with confused teenagers, and especially especially true when the world is less than 1/7 altered. Jake needs to absolve himself if he ever wants to survive the reality alterations. Whether it's to find Kyle, or form a relationship with his crush. The path he chooses is. . .