"Wicked cool! Jeff, you look great on me! Can you still hear me? Can you understand? Fuck, you feel so good
on me. I'm embarrassed that I'm popping a wet boner. Oh, where's your camera? I've got to get some pictures
of me in you. Oh, and then we have to go to the beach. I look so hot in this red Speedo, I mean you. I'm
bound to get some action at the beach," Justin babbled as he searched Jeff's desk. "Ah, here's the camera!"
Jeff's mind was reeling. He had the gone from human to a few ounces of stretchy fabric, and just wrapped his
transforming body around his buddy's crotch and ass. Now Justin was popping a boner! And worst of all, Jeff
was enjoying his new situation way too much. He couldn't believe he absorbed all of Justin's precum, and that
it gave him a full or satisfied sensation. No, it wasn't just full and satisfied, it was intoxicating. It
was like the time he drank his first beer - Justin's precum was giving him a buzz. He wondered what a full
load or two would do to him. This was just too weird. Why was Justin reacting this way? If it was Jeff and
Justin had become his swimsuit, he wouldn't be happy and ready to show off how hot Justin looked on him - or
would he??? Jeff just didn't know.
Justin pulled on a tank top, and sandals. Before he left, he borrowed a pair of Jeff's cargo shorts, and
Jeff's car keys. Jeff had a cool Scion, and he wouldn't be driving it while he was wrapped around Justin's
loins. Justin drove to the beach in Jeff's Scion. He hadn't driven a Scion before, and while he was able to
work the gears, ignition and steering wheel, Justin had no clue about the heating system. Jeff had driven his
car back from a ski trip, and hadn't driven the car since. He had left the heater on high, and the seat
heater on. And today was an unseasonably hot day. So Justin was sweating like a pig as he drove to the beach
in the hot Scion. Jeff was totally soaked by the time they reached the beach.
Justin grinned as he stepped out of the car into the cooler outside air. The breeze made his nipples perk up.
He glanced down at his soaking wet suit and admired how Jeff's wet fabric body clung to Justin's manhood.
There was nothing left to guess about. He was already half hard, as he stripped out of his cargo shorts and
shirt. He applied some tanning oil, locked the car, and began to strut his stuff along the beach. He felt
male and female eyes staring at him.
Justin had left the settings that made Jeff aware of all the changes, but he hadn't adjusted the awareness
settings for himself. Sure he had seen Jeff turn into his Speedo. He knew Jeff was his buddy, but he
accepted due to his lack of awareness the fact that his buddy was a wereSpeedo. He also wasn't aware that he
had also changed his own body. His chest was six inches larger, and it was all muscle. His waist had been a
size 34, but he had selected the size 28 for the Speedo, so the Chronivac had adjusted his waistline. He was a
total stud now, but Justin thought he always had been.
"Oh, excuse me," said Justin in a startled voice. He had been looking at the sparkling sunlight dancing on the
waves, and someone had collided with him. Their legs and arms were all tangled together. He blinked and saw
that he had taken a tumble with...