Ryantony had just seated himself when Stacy came back down.
"You're not going to sweet talk me, Ryan Standish! Get out of here!
And it'll take more than breakfast and a day at Six Flags to get back
in my good graces!"
"What? But I thought -"
"You dumb jock! Get out!" she shouted and threw a vase at him as he
ducked out the front door.
"Psychobitch," Ryantony muttered.
He was still horny. He sat in Ryan's car, opened his fly and started
masturbating. Ryantony blew his load, and then suddenly he felt cold
all over and shivered. The shiver became a spasm, and suddenly
everything went dark.
Ryan blinked. He was seated in his car, he was wearing his own
clothes, but his arms were dark and hairy. He grabbed the rear view
mirror and looked into the glass. The image that reflected was that
of Coach Tony Pacheco. Tonyryan looked down at his open fly and saw
that he was wearing Vinnie's jockstrap. He knew it was Coach Pacheco.
He gently petted his jockstrap, and drove back to the school to change
back into Tony's clothing, and get Tony's car.
Tony was friggin' confused. He had just had a wonderful orgasm. Then
everything went dark. He was unable to move. He was in a dark damp
place. He seemed to be slurping up some liquid. He was confused, and
thought possibly a blood vessel had burst in his brain, and he had
stroked out.
Then there was a flash of light. He was looking up at his own -old -
face. His perspective was as if he was in his own lap. Then he noticed
the zipper framing his face. His view was the view from the jockstrap.
He knew Ryan Standish was now in his body, and he was now the
jockstrap. He wondered if Ryan would be able to take him off.
Tonyryan was concentrating to remember Tony's memories. He decided he
needed to see Vinnie, while he was still human. If that didn't work,
maybe he could work out a deal with Tony, where they would take turns
being human. He was wondering if there was anyway he could be himself
instead of being Tony Pacheco. He shrugged at least he was human.