Finally, after what seemed like forever, a response came. “Hello?” Alex sighed in relief as he heard his aunt’s familiar voice. She sounded groggy, as if she’d just woken up.“Hello Au….” He stopped as he realized he had specifically said he was calling his mom. Suddenly referring to her as “Aunt Hannah” was going to raise a few questions.
All of a sudden, he felt Ethan slip a hand under his top, and—ohhh. “Mmmm” Alex softly moaned into the phone as Ethan’s fingers caressed his chest. “Who is this?” His aunt said, now sounding annoyed. Alex had the sudden, horrifying impression she was about to write the whole thing off as a prank call. “It’s me… Alexis” He said hurriedly. Hopefully the name would clue her in that things had gotten very, very weird all of a sudden. Alex barely bit back another moan as Ethan—clearly enjoying messing with “Lexi” while she was on the phone— continued to grope him.
“Oh.” His aunt was back to sounding groggy. “Alexis, sweetie, is everything okay? Are you still at the concert with Sarah?” Alex felt Ethan lift him and scoot back further on the bed, so that he was now fully on his friend’s lap. “No, everything’s fine…..” he said distractedly as Ethan began to kiss his neck. “Sarah and I….Ethan stop it!” He whispered with a giggle. Why was he giggling so much? His emotions felt like they were in the middle of a tornado, whirling all around until he couldn’t figure out what he wanted. He wanted Ethan to stop….but a part of him also desperately wanted him to keep going.
“Ethan? That’s that nice boy from the football team, right?” Aunt Hannah’s voice had a knowing tone that made Alex nervous. He opened his mouth to protest….”Well, I remember what it was like being a girl your age, Alexis. I let plenty of boys take me home. Just careful, honey, and you two have fun!”
There was a click, and the phone went dead. Alex stared at it, bewildered. Not only did she hang up, she didn’t even seem bothered. Just then, a bolt of pain shot through his head. Alex closed his eyes, just for a minute, as it felt like he was falling, falling, falling …..
Ethan moaned in pleasure as the blonde cheerleader enthusiastically sucked his dick. The happy little noises she was making certainly made him think she was enjoying this just as much as he was. Before too long the sensations were overwhelming and he came, causing her to pull away, sputtering. “Ethan!” She scolded—once she had caught her breath—but the playful look in her eye told him she wasn’t too bothered. He wished Sarah had introduced him to her pretty friend from Blanton earlier.
The sounds of feminine moaning and the creaking of the bed filled the house for the next hour. Finally, exhausted, they both collapsed, exhausted, Lexi firmly wrapped in Ethan’s arms.
Outside of Alex’s house, a cat wandered through the night, exploring the neighborhood. As it passed by in front of the house, it stopped for a moment, its hackles raised. There was something…wrong about someone or something in that house, the cat could sense it. Just then there was a loud, maniacal burst of laughter which resounded out from the house, causing the cat to take off at a full sprint. It did not stop until it was safely back inside its house with its humans, six blocks away.
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A high school football field. The bleachers anre absolutely packed with students, as usual for the big rivalry game with Blanton. Fifteen seconds left, down by three. Alex takes the snap and drops back. His offensive linemen battle with their Blanton defensive line opponents. Alex spots an open receiver downfield and launches the football. The pass is immaculate as it spirals through the air into the hands of the receiver in the end zone as time expires. Touchdown! The crowd erupts with joy.
He saw Sarah jumping up and down on the sideline with her teammates. God, she looked so good in the school’s red and black cheerleading uniform. Breaking away from the mob of celebrating players, Alex made his way over to her. Sarah glanced over and smiled. “Heck of game.” Alex said, trying his best to strike an action movie style pose. Sarah nodded, barely able to contain her glee. It had been a while since you’d beaten Blanton. “It was! Sorry you guys had to lose, but with how good you look I think you’ll be scoring as well tonight with Ethan.” She said, giving Alex a wink.
Wait. What?
“Speaking of which, here comes your man now, the quarterback himself.” Sarah added, as Alex slowly became aware of his body.
He wasn’t in a football uniform. Rather, he was wearing the skimpy blue and white outfit of a Blanton cheerleader. The short skirt hugged his hips, a pair of large breasts—especially considering the fact he suddenly realized how short he was—filling out the top. He still held a pair of blue and white pom poms. Alex let out a squeak of alarm, followed by a louder one as someone playfully smacked his ass. He turned to see Ethan beaming down at him.
“Did you see that throw babe! I can’t believe it! Perfect, from the minute it left my hand. Don’t think I forgot about our bet either.” He said, the words rushing and tumbling over each other, so fast Alex could barely understand. “But my mom—“ he started.
“Oh, she said it was fine for you to stay over tonight.” Ethan replied, pointing up into the stands. Alex saw Aunt Hannah standing there, waving at him. Even from this distance he could make out that her eyes were….glowing? He shivered, and woke—-
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Alex woke in his room, confused and groggy. He remembered going out to the bar with Sarah, but everything after that was a total blur. He remembered Ethan was involved—somehow? And he’d had some really weird dreams. He looked down at himself and shook his head. Back to normal. Hopefully he wouldn’t have any more of those weird dreams or blackout, he thought.