Simone went over to the two boys and noticed that they had sweet-looking morning woods. She decided that she would like being bisexual and began mouthing Bryan's stiffy. She knew Bryan liked dickgirl porn (thay had all collectively jerked off to his collection often enough), and positioned her cock near his face. In a moment, Bryan was sucking, and they enjoyed a sweet sixty-nine. It didn't take long for Simone to feel Jay's cock enter her pussy from behind and begin to pump. Simone briefly wondered if she could get pregnant, then forgot about the question as she enjoyed the erotic sensations.
It didn't take long for the two 13-year-old dicks to shoot into two sucking mouths, and Bryan and Simone spent several minutes sucking each other's sperm-coated tongues while Jay fucked her pussy furiously. Simone had a surging, very female orgasm, and a minute later felt Jay's sperm shoot into her.
"Damn!" Jay breathed. "Why didn't we do this before?"
"Cause we didn't know Simone was such a hot bitch!" Bryan responded, playing with Simone's tit.
Simone smiled - they had no memory of the changes, just that suddenly they started screwing. "Well, boys, I'm your hot bitch, okay? And I think nobody else is awake, so want to take a shower together?"
Bryan and Jay thought that was a great idea, and the three of them spent a pleasant ten minutes soaping and washing each other, and another ten minutes with Bryan's asshole being stretched by Simone's cock while Simone's asshole was abused by Jay's cock.
They got dressed and Simone found her wardrobe had changed. She loved the selections of panties and bras and chose a lacy rose-pink set with little flowers on the front. She was evidentally a very tomboyish girl because most of her clothes were the same as before the transformation, but there were a few girly things. And she felt really girly now, so she picked a short ruffled skirt and a v-necked top.
The three ate breakfast with Simone's family, which was embarassing since the boys wouldn't stop playing grab-ass (or tit or crotch). Simone's little sister Polly saw the whole thing, but apparently her parents didn't. Simone's dad seemed to disapprove of her clothes, but didn't say anything (before the change, Simone recalled her father always wanted Simon to go out for sports, so he probably preferred a tomboy dickgirl daughter to a girly dickgirl daughter). Simone's mother gave her a good-morning kiss and remarked how smart she looked (Simon's mom didn't ever do that to Simon, only to Polly - Mom must like having daughters more than sons. Simone decided that she liked it).
After the meal, Simone's mother tapped her on the shoulder and took her to her bedroom. The nervous woman asked, "Simone ... did you and those boys ... did you have sex with them?"
Simone felt nervous, but decided that honesty was the best policy, since she had no intention of stopping now. "Yes, ma'am. Both of them."
"I see." She hesitated for a second. "Simone ... you know your father and I have always been of two minds about your ... condition. Your father wanted a son, while I thought you should be a daughter. And the doctors said that while you theoretically could function as a man or a woman ... sexually ... there would be no way to find out until you actually had ... sex."
Simone knew her mom hated talking abouot sex, so this must really be tearing her up. "Mom - I had sex as a girl and a boy."
"As a boy? When?"
"LAst night. Bryan sort of likes a bit -"
"No details please!" She sighed. "So there's still no telling until you get pregnant - or someone else does. Your father won't like you having sex with boys."
"So I'll have sex with girls, too."
The flip answer was the wrong thing to say. "No daughter of mine is going to be the school matress!" she snapped. "If you want to have sex, you'll at least have a proper relationship!"
"Dating a girl?" she asked.
That stopped her mother cold. "Yes ... not too many people know about your ... condition."
"Well, I've got two boyfriends now, so we'll just say she's the girlfriend of one of them and share her."
Simone's mom flushed. "Please don't talk like that - you know it embarasses me!"
"Sorry, Mom." Simone gave her mother a big hug. "You know, all the guys say you've got the sexiest rack of any mom in school." That was true - Simon had gotten into more than one fistfight over guys commenting on his mother's 40D tits.
"Simone!" she responded, flushing even deeper red.
"It's true! Lots of eighth-grade boys whack off every day thinking of your tits, squirting sperm all over."
"Oh god!"
Simone giggled and kissed her mother. "Bye, mom! See you this afternoon!"
School was more fun than Simone remembered. It wasn't just the touching and kissing of Bryan and Jay - although there was plenty of that. It was the feeling of having boys stare at her body, the way their eyes went glassy when she bent over and gave a glimpse of her bra, or moved her legs just right to give a glimpse of panty. It made her pussy moist and her cock hard.
And when her dick hardened, Simone discovered that the panties forced it right into her pussy! She exccused herself from class and went to the restroom, then rubbed her dick through her panties, making it fuck into her pussy until she came inside herself. It was nice, and unique, but no more pleasant than masturbation. She figured that sex even for a dickgirl is better with others than by herself.
In second period she ran into Heather Rogers, who had been Simon's almost-sorta-grilfriend. She was shy and skinny and flat-chested with lots of freckles, but Simon had heard she had a crush on him, so decided to see if he could get in her panties. He had actually gotten to kiss her behind the bleachers after school last week, then she had become all shy and nervous again. And the way she kept glancing at Simone, she was willing to bet the same thing had happened here.
Simone passed her a note in the hall - "Bleachers, during lunch. Kisses". During lunch, Simone ate quickly and told Bryan and Jay what she was planning. They both thought it sounded great, expecially when Simone mentioned sharing her. Then she went to the bleachers.
Under the bleachers were several people, but by custom as old as the school no one talked about what went on here, lest they spoil it for everyone. Simone could even see a couple of guys snogging nearby.
And there was Heather, looking afraid.
"Uh, Hi, Simone," she said. "Look, I'm sorry about last time, but I just got so nervous - MMMPH!"
Simone kissed her hard, her tongue probing. Heather fought back for a moment, but then gave in, kissing back eagerly. Heather's hands began squeezing Simone's tits through her clothes, which was very pleasant.
They were in a hurry, since lunch only lasted another twenty minutes, so Simone pulled down Heather's jeans and panties, got on her knees, and licked her young hairless cunt. Heather squealed and bit her lips, then propped herself against a support strut and propped one leg up, to give Simone more access.
"Oh, god, Simone!" Heather moaned. "I love you, Simone! I didn't think I was into girls, but I love you! Oh god!"
Simone ate the girl's pussy happily. If Simon had known that Heather was this easy, he wouldn't have been so sex-starved.
Simone considered fucking Heather right here, but decided against it. Her tongue found Heather's cherry, and he figured that she wouldn't want to lose it in a quick lunch-period fumble. Besides, Simone still had a guy's ethics, and he had promised Bryan and Jay they could share.
As Heather came in Simone's mouth, she decided to keep the girl like she kept Bryan and Jay. As she stood up, Heather kissed her passionately. Simone kissed back, running her fingers through the girl's hair.
"You're spending the night at my house," she whispered in Heather's ear. "And wear skirts from now on - it makes everything easier."
"I love you," Heather whispered.
"I love you," Simone responded, and part of her did. Simone liked being the center of attention, and having Bryan and Jay sexually worship her was a rush. Perhaps it was the thrill of being given attention after being a normal guy, but he was starting to care for this girl whom before she had thought of just as a potential lay.
They shared one more kiss before the bell rang and Heather pulled up her pants. She had already arranged for Jay and Bryan to spend the night - in fact, the whole weekend until their parents came back on Monday - so Heather should have quite an experience.
Simone got home by herself - the boys having to go to their houses to feed pets and get fresh clothes. The day was much the same as it had been when she was Simon, except her father being a bit colder and her mother being a lot warmer. Polly was still a typical 8-year-old baby sister - a brat.
The make-out with Heather - and anticipation of what was coming - made Simone so horny she could hardly think.