Josh pulled out of the make out session in a moment of terror. He thought, “Maybe we’d be better at this if we were both older.” So he turned and edited both his and Brandi’s ages from 13 to 18.
Josh watched with wide eyes as he watched Brandi, who was utterly oblivious, grow and mature. Soon he was looking at a gorgeous blond with DDs and a heart-shaped butt, in an overall hourglass figure.
Brandi looked at him with concern. “Babe? Is something wrong?” she asked in a hurt tone.
Josh had been so wrapped up in Brandi’s changes that he hadn’t noticed his own. So when he hurriedly said, “Nothing’s wrong?” in the voice of a hunky teen, he was startled.
He looked at himself in his mirror. He’d been a late bloomer compared to his classmates, but he’d blossomed, that was for sure. At 18, he had a mop of dark brown hair, almost black, over a chiseled face dusted with light stubble. Broad shoulders led to a narrow waist, and in between the two was a torso that was absolutely jacked, from pecs to abs to arms. His legs were also thick columns of muscle. No shirt was present, and only skimpy shorts. Best of all, he could tell from the bulge that he had a dick to end all dicks, and balls to match.
His mind began to cloud as it went straight to the horniness arising from his crotch.
Brandi was growing more and more concerned. Josh was acting really weird. But then she saw that sexy smirk she loved spread across his face, and she knew what was coming.
With her own grin, she slowly began to strip. She could see the lust in his eyes, matched by her own. They were far from virgins at this point, but it never got old.
Josh dragged her closer and kissed her roughly, groping her butt as he did so. In this case she didn’t mind, she was mirroring the action.
A brief break, during which Josh whispered, “You’re so sexy,” then he gently bit her neck as they flopped and rolled onto his bed.