Ric, who now remembered that his name was Ric and not Nic, stared in awe as Mr. Mendez, in Ric's 13-year-old body, began to slowly stretch as if he were taffy being pulled from both ends. He stared into his own sparkling eyes as they gradually rose to become level with his own, Francisco/Ric's beaming face returning his gaze, then they both looked down at his stretching body. He was becoming lankier by the second, and as they watched Francisco/Ric's body began to confirm the rumor that Ric had heard whispered in the P.E. locker room once, that really tall skinny guys always had big ones.
The transformation slowed and then stopped. Ric set the book down and took a step toward Francisco, who now looked exactly like him--a good-looking, very tall boy with not much development apart from an oversized cock.
"Now, we're twins," Ric said. "This is so awesome! I've always wanted a twin brother!"
Francisco laughed. "Really? Me too!"
Out of some impulse Ric didn't understand they hugged each other. Ric enjoyed the feel of his "brother"'s warm, tall body. They didn't let go. Francisco pulled his head back to look at Ric, and Ric, l,ooking back at him, suddenly pressed his lips against Francisco's.
"Oh, shit," they heard, and turned to look at Josh, who'd woken up from his nap and was staring up at a double vision of his newly gangly brother Ric.
"O.K., which one of us is which?" Francisco laughed, and Ric laughed with him. Josh looked so awestruck that it appeared he didn't care...