“Hey...” Cassie asked in a deep voice. “Are uh... Are you two done?”
Jen was at first terrified that a boy had infiltrated the house but remembered that it was only Cassie. Still, she didn’t really want her, or him to know that she had just fucked Sam.
"Yea... Just a second..." Jen answered.
They both scrambled to wipe away any excess fluid, then replaced their cloths. Once satisfied that the evidence had been removed, Jen opened the door to find Cassie standing bottomless with streak of cum across his shirt.
“Why aren’t you wearing your skirt?” Jen asked.
“I don’t know... It didn’t fit very well...” Cassie explained. “Besides, didn’t you want to see how well the transformation worked?”
He grinned and wiggled his penis in her direction. Jen was spent after her time with Sam and no longer felt any sense of arousal for the flaccid cock that slapped against his legs.
“Stop that... Go put back on your skirt.” She commanded.
“Fine...” Cassie replied, turning back towards the stairs. “Are you two coming back down?”
“Sure... We’ll be down shortly.” Sam replied as she fiddled with the buttons on her shirt.
Cassie shrugged and made his way back down the stairs...
Sam hooked the last button, then said. “You ready for another round?”
Jen nodded her and they left to meet Cassie at the dining room table.
“I hope their aren’t any hard feelings about the dare.” Sam started. “Uh... No pun intended.”
“Nah, it was pretty fun.” Cassie chuckled. “I wanted to try that anyway.”
Jen rolled her eyes.
“Hey, don’t give me that look Sis.” Cassie continued. “Sounded like you two were being just as bad.”
Jen blushed. She had hoped he didn’t realize what they were doing. Moreover, hearing a young boy say it made it significantly more embarrassing. She was at a loss for words.
Fortunately, Sam interrupted them to ask if she could go next.
“Sure, transform or dare Sam...” Cassie answered.