Ryan and Sue climbed into the backseat and started making out.
"Dude, Sue, at least put on your seat belts. You know the deputy parks right by the student parking lot,"
Jack advised as he leaned over and gave Jen a smooch on her cheek. He added, "Making out after practice is
more fun anyway."
"M-m, making out - mm, oh yeah - anytime is good for me," Ryan said.
Ryan's whole body felt on fire this morning. His nipples were hard and erect, his balls tight to his body,
and his cock was throbbing like nobody's business. He felt so oral. His tongue was spending more time in
Sue's mouth then in his own.
Sue gagged slightly on his tongue and laughed, "What's gotten into you, Ryan? Since when do you care about
foreplay?"
Ryan shrugged, "Don't know? But why are you complaining? You always are complaining I don't kiss and cuddle
enough!" He passionately grabbed her and kissed.
"Seat belts! Now!" Jack said, "Or we'll be late for school."
"Right, Jack."
Ryan buckled Sue into the shoulder strap passenger side seat belt. Then he buckled himself in the middle seat
belt after loosen the tension. He twisted around and resumed hugging and kissing Sue. Jack shook his head and
pulled away from the curb.
Jen was silent. She could feel the changes happening to her too. Her genitals were swelling, and her breasts
slowly deflating. She heard her bones popping as they grew. She could feel the fabric of her skirt moving
down her legs and becoming pants. She stole a glance over her shoulder, and saw that Ryan was shrinking and
his football pants had changed into a skirt. His loose jersey had become skintight. His hair was now down to
his shoulders, but with all that smooching, he hadn't seemed to notice yet.
Jen looked down at her hands. Her manicured nails were perfect still, but her hands were like hairy ham
hocks. She was changing into Ryan, but a Jen version of Ryan. She frowned at her Burberry patterned football
pants, and stared at the massive bulge in the crotch. Her chest hairs itched. Damn, she had chest hairs. She
closed her eyes as she felt her jaw filling out. At last she felt like the change had stopped. Jack hadn't
said anything during the drive. He had been listening to the radio. The school loomed ahead. The deputy's
siren blared, and Jack pulled over.
Ryan broke his lip lock on Sue and sat back in his seat and blinked. He seemed to have shrunk. instead of
looking over Jack's headrest he was looking straight at it.
"What's the problem, deputy?" Jack asked.
"Seat belts. Your passengers have to wear them too."
"We are!" said Ryan in an oddly high pitched voice. He tugged on his loose, but locked seat belt. He froze as
he looked down at his hairless feminine legs and short white skirt. He gasped.
The deputy sighed, "You're supposed to adjust the seat belt so it's tight." He reached through the open back
window and pulled Ryan's belt tight. Ryan gasped again.
"It's not that tight!" the deputy said shaking his head. He muttered, "Women." Then more loudly he said,
"Okay, Jack, I'll let you off this time, but you and Ryan tell your lesbo girlfriends that they need to sit
with their belts buckled tight. If you want to fool around, park."
"Heh, heh, I'll remember that next time you hassle us when we're parked up at the Summit," Jack said.
Ryan and Jen were both silent. Nobody seemed to be aware they had changed.
Jack parked, and punched Jen in the shoulder, "Say, Ryan, time to get to practice. You know the coach will
have a fit that you're not wearing your regular gear, but those plaid football pants are pretty cool." Jack
swatted Jen's butt as she exited the car.
"Football practice?"
"Yeah, come on!"
Jen looked at Ryan, who was now a blonde version of herself and shrugged. He was staring at his gym bag which
was now a girlie purse backpack. He was dressed like a cheerleader with short white skirt, red jersey-styled
blouse with the school's name embroidered on it. At least Ryan's jersey number had been number 1, so as a
girl's blouse it looked like it was saying the school was number one.
"Jen, you'd better get to Drama Class," Jen said to Ryan.
"Drama?" Ryan said uncertainly.
"Yeah, Jen, you're rehearsing your big kissing scene with Danny. I bet Jack's jealous."
"Ha, ha, no way. I know Jen's safe with that gay boy!" Jack laughed, "Why would she want boy, when she's got
a man!"
"Uh, yeah?" Ryan said nervously as he followed Sue to Jen's Drama class. He wanted to yell that he was Ryan,
but no one would believe him - he barely believed it had happened and it had happened to him. Kiss a guy? He
shuddered. Somehow the fact that Danny was gay and into guys made it worse to kiss him. Ryan still thought
of himself as a straight guy, and not a girl.
Jen followed Ryan into the gym, and froze when he entered the mens locker room.
"Ryan-" it was the coach behind Jen.