The Swap [JohnD and Sigr]

The morning sun filtered through the blinds with a heavy golden shine, almost if it tried to match the summer season and was as lazy as the students that enjoyed their first day free from high school. Morning joggers and dog walkers were the only population of streets so calm and idyllic that almost yearned for a comeback of the paperboy of yore, made obsolete by people that consumed social feeds that only had the faintest resemblance to the news. Mister Johns was sure watering his lawn a few houses down as did every morning, while Miss Smith had for sure to be immerse on her morning yoga session in the back garden of her house a bit up the lane. Everything was the same as always, since it was yet too soon to start missing the usual humming of the school buses and the everyday traffic to school that wouldn't be happening again until summer gave way to fall.

Laura had nothing that resembled a calm night, nor was she going to have such a bucolic morning as her environment suggested. The first year of high school had been mostly fine, and as awkward as the transition could have been for some, she had been somewhat popular for a freshman and coasted through the whole year without trouble. It had been a few months since she reached her sweet sixteen, and a nicely developing body saved her from being the target of mockery, although she always found her backside a bit on the big side if she was to be picky. It all would have gone perfect if it wasn't for him. The one always present in her life. Her neighbor, childhood friend and general presence whatever she tried to do. Sometimes it was just proximity, others was their parents' friendship and insistence, while others felt like their old rekindling of a childish relationship that was no longer there. However it was, they seemed to gravitate to each other, and with high school dynamics hitting hard on them, the clashes had been anything but peaceful. She had a reputation to earn and keep, a fear of what her friends both new and old would say, and yet he insisted over and over that they could do it. That she had to put out.

And it wasn't like Laura wasn't curious, like she haven't been doing some exploring of her own, so the temptation was there. That didn't mean that she was going to spread her legs for the first one that came around, be him a childhood friend and neighbor or not. The resulting argument was resolved with much huffing and puffing, lots of expletives and both of them calling each other things that weren't really true, so Laura did have trouble drifting into an uneasy sleep. The warm and humid night accosted her, nightmares plagued with confusing and abstract yet suggestive imagery, making her turn and shuffle in her dreams. In the Ferguson household in that street, more specifically in the room of the pampered only child Laura, it wasn't going to be a normal summer morning, and it wasn't the only place that would suffer from that.

A slow blink. Stuck eyes idly cleaned by her hands started to accept the sunlight inside, the room still a collection of half defined silhouettes. Her blankets were a twisted mess over her lower body, as she had been thrashing overnight, while both her pastel green top appeared stuck with sweat to her body, Laura's shoulder length blonde hair ruffled around her head. She couldn't remember her dreams or the reason of a restlessness she felt, but it was clear that it had been a messy sleep. Well, she would have time to rest for weeks during her summer vacations, so a somewhat weird night was nothing to worry about. Laura fought and kicked the mess her twisted and turned blankets had turned into, finding them incredibly bothering, but it turned out that her source of discomfort was something else.

With the bedclothes kicked away, Laura propped herself on her shoulders, sitting up on the bed with a growing expression of discomfort and surprise on her face. The sleepy and comfortable nuances of her face were soon fading out to a wide awake disbelief. The green shorts that completed that sleeping outfit were usually a bit tight on her ass, but now the fabric was taut and overstretched, pushed by a cylindrical object that made the word phallic cross her mind, even if she tried to push it around. She couldn't remember having been playing with the toy she managed to get through the Internet some time ago, swearing that it still was safely hidden in the bottom of her nightstand, so it couldn't be a case of her leaving it forgotten under her panties. Not to mention that this was bigger after all.

A trembling hand reached for the waistline of her shorts, having an oddly feeling hard to identify that her low rise panties had already been surpassed by that foreign object. Just a peek was enough to make her remove her hand as if she feared a snake bite, now aware that she could feel the fabric of the shorts, her panties bunched lower, all uncomfortable over her chubby- Fumbling she reached for her smartphone, firing Chrome to search for... what? What could Laura look that resolved that surreal situation? Before she could even make her mind, the phone buzzed with a message, a feeling so startling that she let it drop on her lap, dangerously close to-

It was him, what the hell could he want at precisely that moment?

William Kelly had it good, and that would be a massive understatement if you asked a normal person who wasn't nearly as privileged as the spoiled 16 year old. The teenager was in the popular clique of the class, his grades were as good as they could be, and he seemed to be involved in just about everything the school had to offer, other than contact sports, which his parents deemed dangerous. It was safe to say he was living the life, a single child, his father was upfront with his mother that he would keep having kids until he had the boy he needed to carry on the family name, and no more after that, getting lucky with his first shot. He had perks that most teenagers his age whose parents were less well off wouldn't get to have, getting away from doing chores, getting to spend his parents money, not having to contend for attention that he would have to split with more siblings, and more importantly being in a safe and stable home that let him worry about what Playstation game he's going to be getting next, and not about whether he was going to pass a course or stress about needing a summer job. William had money, popularity, friends, smarts, looks, and he was even the captain of the track team, but there was something missing; the girls. To finish his fairy tale high school life, he needed a girlfriend.

All of his friends in the tight clique of around 5 or 6 people that he held had one, and all of them had lost their virginity as well. Some had done it at 14, 15, some finally this year, and William was the only hold out. His friends constantly teased him over it, whether it was on group chats, over video game voice chats, or in person, it was a constant source of anxiety that he was the only virgin in the group, the only one who hadn't proved he was a 'man' as of yet. It didn't help the fact that all of them knew that Laura was such a good friend of his, the emphasis on was, they were inseparable years ago, but now they weren't much more than two people who were forced to hang out together. Laura was the hottest girl in class, and that was quite an accomplishment with how some of the girls looked, with by far the nicest butt that every guy wanted a piece of. Their messages when they weren't make fun of him were ones of expectation; just fuck Laura, just go to Laura's house and get her to give it up, Laura's so hot and you're her best friend, how aren't you hitting that, Laura will definitely fuck you if my girlfriend fucked me, Laura, Laura, Laura. She was constantly on his mind, didn't they know he wanted to have sex with her just as much as they did, didn't they know that he had eyes, he could see she was hot? He couldn't let them know that he had tried to have sex with her, convince her to give it up to him countless times and failed each one of them, that would only make it worse, so he simply kept giving excuses. With the summer approaching, William finally wanted to shed himself of the label that haunted him, and his texts on the eve of the first day of summer were far more aggressive and demeaning than he had ever found himself texting, in fact, if someone else had texted her like that he'd want to fight them. When she reacted the way any girl would, he only got angrier, the texts getting nastier and nastier, his parents always told him that if he was going to say something stupid that he didn't mean, to remove himself from the situation and take a deep breath, he didn't listen to his advice that night.

The argument seemed to go on for hours, constantly badgering her, he seemed like he just wasn't going to take no for an answer when really he was just digging himself into a deeper hole with every message sent. Nuance such as; if you aggressively pressure people into having sex with you, they won't want to, was lost on a teenagers mind who only wanted one thing and to get it easily. He thought it wasn't that even a big of a deal, everyone else had done it, why not her? That she should stop treating herself like she's all high and mighty and better than everyone else, and just give it up like a normal person. It had to be around 2 AM before he told her that she was lucky that a guy like him wanted to have sex with her, and that she was going to be alone forever with her attitude before she finally stopped texting back.

Today was supposed to be the start of his 3 month period of independence that he had been planning for all year, where he was free from the stress of tests, homework, clubs and sports, able to hang out with who he wanted, when he wanted, to a point of course. His parents pushed him so much to get him involved in almost every extra-circular activity that popped up, that he had demanded that his summers be free from the camps he previously went to when he was younger. It was also agreed that now he was 16, he wasn't a child anymore, he should be able to stay out past 8 PM, stay up as late as he wanted as long as he was quiet, go out with friends as long as they were safe, he was tired of being treated like a child, by everyone. He was supposed to wake up, jump on the Playstation with his friends and play until they were sick of whatever they were doing, and then go out for something to eat. He was determined to forget all about his fight with Laura, occupy himself with anything he could do to not even think about her and how angry she made him, however, his plans were about to be thrown out the window. William noticed something wrong almost as soon as his body jarred him for what seemed like the 10th time that night from his slumber, expect this time he looked at the clock and it showed 10 AM instead of 3 AM.

The first sign that something was wrong was the very apparent lack of anything hard in the boxers he slept in, he had always woken up with morning wood. The panic hadn't set in yet, it was obvious that he just wasn't hard, nobody can just lose their penis. Still in a calm state, he rolled over on his stomach to reach for his phone on the nightstand, and that's when he noticed something was very wrong, the fact that they felt nothing big pressing against his bed. No balls or dick rubbing up against the insides of his thighs, he felt nothing. Now that the panic had started to set in, the teen rolled over back to laying on his back, grabbing his boxers and tugging them down as quick as he could; and there it was, his appendages were no longer there. His hand nervously reaching down to the area to feel at whatever was now there instead, and he had a vagina? No, this couldn't be real, he had to be dreaming, in a rush he pinched his thighs a few times to try and force himself to wake up, but to no avail, this was the reality that he found himself in.

He had no idea what he could even do, his couldn't tell his parents, could a doctor do something without telling anyone else? How would he even get to one, he'd have to lie to his parents about feeling sick, and then it wasn't like the doctor could just reattach a penis to him. He felt his stomach starting to turn and sweat starting to form, his breathing got more shallow, his heart rate starting to rise. Not only did he not have his dick anymore, he was feeling terrible at the same time, a lack of sleep and the bodies reaction had filled him with almost crippling anxiety. In reality, there was only one person he could trust with something like this, the person he had just cut off from his life the night before. Grabbing his phone that was now beside him, he quickly went to the messaging app that everyone in the school used, ignoring the long line of expletive filled texts in the history he rapidly typed out a message; "Hey, is there anything different with you this morning?", he let it go for 5 seconds before typing out another text; "If yeah then we shld meet up really soon, your place." and then typing out a correction to 'should'. He strred at the phone, hoping that she hadn't outright blocked him, waiting for the read receipt and for the little dots signaling that she was writing. He hadn't even considered the question of what if she didn't have the same problem he did, and even if she did, what could either of them do about it, it's not like either of them had any medical training? It didn't matter to him right now, just having someone who he could talk to about this would be a life saver.

"Fuck you Will, I don't have time for your dick now" Laura cursed at the message notification, stressed over what could only be a dick of her own, not to mention last night's text based tirade. Her shaking hands took the phone, trying to look at the slowly diminishing bulge on her shorts as less as possible, but William's message startled her. How could he know- wait, he didn't, don't be stupid, you are just panicking. "Nothing different, I still think you are an asshole" she wrote, still not sending it, as she received a second message and his correction. It was too much of a coincidence, wasn't it? Laura's leaned closer into the phone, reading that if so they should meet. As if she was in shape to meet anyone at that moment, even less him.

The girl fidgeted on the bed, as ignoring the presence on her groin wasn't helping much, only to feel a familiar yet still different feeling. Of course, it was bound to happen as she got up, specially glaring at the empty lemonade bottle on her nightstand, as it was somehow its fault. "Fuck" she repeated once more, already more than the usual expletives she uttered in a week. Awkwardly getting off her bed and walking to her own particular bathroom inside the bedroom, she approached the toilet. Carefully Laura pulled down her shorts and panties, releasing that meaty thing into plain view. She had seen plenty of them in porn, but the perspective was something new, not to mention the cooler air of the bathroom dancing around it now it was released from its prison.

Daring to look down, a crimson blush extended through her face. The first thing she noticed was that her pubes were still there, a small tuft of carefully kept blonde hair, looking almost cute on top of that wrong appendage. The thing itself wasn't hard, not porn hard, but it was still a bit... erect? Inflated? What the hell was the word for such a situation she didn't know, but she wanted to get rid of the sensation if not the whole thing. Sitting down on the toilet, Laura shivered, as the added encumbrance brushed against the toilet seat. She didn't want to touch it, so she shuffled until things were in place. The poor girl found relief, and even dared to wipe that thing with lots of toilet paper between it and her hand, finding a small victory as it started to point down and shrink a bit, the head hiding under the skin.

With the clarity of someone that has just dealt with an emergency making the clouds of her mind fade, Laura was aware of two things. She wouldn't be able to deal with such a thing without advice of an owner of one like it, and who better than Will, that lately seemed controlled by the urges of that bulge. The second was that in no way she was going to be able to receive him and whatever stupid thing he wanted to share dressed like she was. "Fine. Give me 5 to get rdy. I'll put the ladder on" she texted him, getting to her ample wardrobe without time for a shower.

Some boyish red hip huggers she bought some time ago were better suited to deal with her current underwear situation than low rise panties. After awkwardly tucking the meaty thing in, she put bike shorts on top, hoping for extra compression. Even soft and covered, the damned thing was big enough to bulge in the tight clothes, so Laura threw a flowing white skirt on top of the bike shorts. Completing the outfit with a clean white bra and a black top, the whole thing looked sporty and casual, so it shouldn't rise any weird flags with William. Retrieving it from the bottom of the last box of her wardrobe, Laura propped the rope ladder on her sturdy window. It was a safe thing, carefully made by their parents ages ago so they could play in the tree house, but since they got older and more distant, it had been stashed there.

Laura couldn't bear to throw it away, a memory of a childhood when things were way more simple, specially since that morning.

William saw the three little dots appearing, and then just moments later the message appeared in the app. She was willing to meet up, that had to mean that something was different with her, maybe in the exact same way that something was different with him. It was the only reason that she would even consider talking to him, let alone letting him come into her bedroom without anyone being there, after the conversation they had just hours earlier. The realization that they were in this together, that he wasn't alone with this problem, gave him a big sigh or relief. It's not like he thought they'd be able to come up with a solution on the first day, but at least there was someone who could relate to his problem, someone he could talk with, someone who could help him deal with it. If in fact she meant something was different with her like she had painted her nails or bought new clothes, then he would probably collapse from embarrassment.

He got up from his bed in a hurry to get ready, his sheets a tangled mess, his pillows all over the place, no different than usual, his mother had cleaned the room for him before, and more recently, the cleaning lady who came while everyone was at work or in school would. With his father recently getting a big promotion in the job he had been working at for the last twenty years, the household got a lot more amenities and pleasures that they previously couldn't afford. His parents went on more vacations, a new cleaning lady as mentioned previously, William's whole room was remodeled exactly to his taste, the kitchen was remodeled exactly how his mother had dreamed, the lawn was replanted, two new luxury cars were leased, and William was given a brand new hefty allowance that, even for as well off as some of his friends were, got them very jealous of just how much he was able to spend. In fact, it was the talk of the neighborhood for a while, the fact that so many changes were happening at the Kelly household, some were very happy for them, some were jealous, some didn't care for gossip at all. The fact that Laura's parents, who had knew William's parents for so long, and were so happy for them that his father's hard work finally paid off, only brought the families closer the last year, making it even more awkward for William and Laura. While his father left him alone on the subject of girls, his mother constantly annoyed him about Laura, telling him how nice she looked, she called it just teasing but he always felt a hint of seriousness and urgency in her tone, as if to hurry up and start dating her before someone else does.

He stepped out of his large and spacious room, filled with a sofa, TV, bed, the three different popular gaming systems, desk with computer and monitor, and laptop and into the bathroom attached to his room, grabbing some clothes out of his dresser and closet along the way. He dropped the clothes on the cabinet in the bathroom and sat down on the toilet, he had pee'd sitting down before, but this felt different. He closed his eyes and tried to get it done as quickly as possible, standing up, grabbing some toilet paper and wiping, not even looking down there. The feeling of the paper running along the place where his dick and balls once where was, strange. Everything about this was strange, and he couldn't wait until things were back to normal. He then turned towards the mirror, his short brown hair was a mess, grabbing the comb, wetting it, and making it more presentable. His body was slim, but from running track so much it was toned without being muscular, he had hit his growth spurt around a year ago and stood at around 5'10, he looked lanky, as every teenager did. Sliding on one of his normal pairs of boxers, it didn't feel right anymore. It felt baggy, too big, airy. He had no issues with any underwear before the switch, and there was a daunting realization that he'd have to get some kind of women's underwear if he wanted to feel as comfortable as he did before the swap. He slid on the rest of his clothes, wearing a pair of black Nike shorts with an elastic waistband that was particularly tight, to be able keep his boxers from slipping off. He finished his look off by slipping on a white t-shirt.

Heading out the bathroom, he grabbed his phone and went into the group chat with his friends and told them that his mom wanted him to do chores this morning and he'd message them when he was free. Most of them still seemed to be sleeping because he only got one; "K" in response. While it was the summer, his parents didn't get the entire vacation off, so they were at work still, they left him with money for food, the keys to the place and what not. He still had to make sure none of his neighbors saw him sneaking into Laura's room, or walking anywhere this early, it'd surely get back to his parents and they'd ask him what he was doing. It's not like he couldn't come up with a good lie, but then his parents would tell Laura's, and she'd be in trouble. Thankfully, being next door neighbors, he could walk out the backdoor, move past the in-ground pool, and hop over the small fence that they had which separated the boundaries. Seeing that the ladder was hanging from her upstairs window, he went over and started climbing up it, this was easier when he was smaller and his legs fit between every step, now that he was tall and his feet were bigger it was hard to balance himself.

Eventually he made it, climbing up into her room through the window, turning to her with a meek smile on his face, it was incredibly awkward. The scent of her room hitting him brought back a lot of memories, fun times, bad times, more recently, a lot of trying to get her to spread her legs. "Hey." was the only thing he said at first, looking her over. "Uhm, you look nice." Was the only thing that came into his mind, typically, almost like he forgot what he had came there for. "Uh, so you said there's something different with you? There is with me also, uhm, like, a pretty big change, that changes everything, is it the same with you?" His hand scratched the back of his head, walking over to her bed and sitting down on it, slipping his shoes off. "And it relates to something we were exactly arguing over last night? Is it different for you also now? Do you know what I mean or do I just sound stupid to you?" His emerald eyes looked into hers for some kind of confirmation that she knew what he was talking about, and he was conveniently acting like everything between them was normal, like the entire conversation didn't happen.

Laura struggled to find a comfortable position to sit, was that the reason why boys always sat so strangely? She wondered for a moment how could it look when hard, but the tingle she felt as the idea crossed her mind made her abandon it and move on, passing time by sorting things out and tidying up her room a bit. Her room didn't really change too much in those past years, at least not in a sudden way from one day to the next, as it had been more of an evolution that was known for them both, so it was one of the few things that felt safe in that place. Pictures of friends adorned a cork board in a wall, witness of her social life, while a few trophies adorned another shelf, proof of her piano prowess. A few small stuffed animals appeared here and there, adding a cute and girlish vibe to a room that looked all too serious for a teenage girl otherwise.

She sat at the head of her bed, back to the cherry wood headboard, feeling protected and comfortable. Laura hugged her favorite stuffed animal, a sizeable chocolate brown teddy bear bigger than her torso. Grasping onto 'Choco' she not only felt better and gave her hands something to play with when nervous, but also allowed her to lodge its enormous figure between her legs, adding to the much valued discretion she now needed. Helped with the tight underwear and shorts, covered by the skirt and with that stuffed animal, there was no way Will noticed anything strange. Soon enough, he appeared at the top of the ladder, getting through her open window with ease, looking way more amicable than the night before.

"Hey yourself" Laura greeted back, wondering what the hell did he want. "Thanks" she welcomed the compliment, the honesty of it catching her by surprise. As it didn't sound lewd, nor was he telling her how hot she was, Laura did like it, brushing a lock of her blonde hair behind her right ear. Maybe he was there to apologize? Maybe that was what he meant with different. Had he finally understood that what he was doing didn't work with her? All of those questions meant nothing for her current predicament, but if he was able to behave decently, if he was someone she could trust, maybe she could share what happened with him, ask for advice.

Will looked and sounded awkward, almost scared, but it seemed that Laura's hopes for an apology were unfounded. Weirdly bashful and restrained, Laura didn't flinch when he got rid of his shoes and got into the bed, as it wasn't anything new. What was different was the welcomed distance between them, as he wasn't all over her trying to cop a feel or anything else. Laura didn't have even the slightest grasp on what Will was talking about, unless he meant something similar to what happened to her, but that was impossible, absurd even. Not that what happened to her made sense, but for now she played her hand close to her chest, her meaner, bitter side taking charge.

"You sound stupid most of the time" Laura remarked. "Specially when you don't apologize for last nights'" she added. "You went way too far, does your dick do the thinking now? At least you sound sorry today, even if you didn't say you were" she lashed out, clutching Choco tighter. Laura noticed, or at least she would swear she did notice a strange look on Will's green eyes. They were usually full of life, and admittedly beautiful to stare at, but she grasped a strange hint on them. Her own sky blues blinked, and the look wasn't there anymore, had she imagined it or was there something there? Was there something that happened to Will or that Will experienced that could explain his recent behavior, his now reserved approach.

"Oh My God" Laura voiced. "You didn't just realize that you are gay, right?" she wondered. "That would explain you overcompensating so much and being so aggressive..." she pondered, leaving Choco to one side and crawling on all fours until she was closer to him, holding one of his hands in support. "Wait. That makes no sense" she realized, sitting closer to him. "If you were you wouldn't be here asking if something changed on me, sorry" she shook her head. Laura's groin now didn't have the added protection Choco offered, but her skirt and shorts were still doing a pretty good job of concealing her added bulge, unless someone was looking for that specific thing.

"You know you can trust me with anything, right?" Laura tried to be at her nicest. "I know I said pretty harsh things last night, but we are still friends, we always will" she said. "But seriously, you have to stop with that thing of getting into my pants like crazy. Even if I may like you that way sometime" she was willingly to admit, "that doesn't mean I want that huge dick of yours anywhere between my legs so soon" she voiced. Laura had heard the rumors about his size, as something like that was bound to be gossiped or overheard, that also playing a hand in her reticence. Her voice did break a bit at the end of her last sentence, and her stare was a bit vacant.

She didn't want his dick between her legs, right? There was no way, and yet that morning...
No.
Impossible.
But then he...

That bear she cuddled, he hated that bear. Whenever she wore something really hot, whenever he was trying to get it on with her, whenever he walked into her room before she was properly dressed, she would just cuddle that bear and suddenly her whole body was covered. He never thought he'd be jealous of a stuffed animal, but he had always wanted to be in that bear's position. The animal made sure that William noticed nothing wrong with her, she looked and sounded exactly like the Laura he knew. He was starting to think that the problem he had was just a freak accident and nothing to do with her, which would make this meeting awkward, especially if she wanted to 'make up'. There was that thought in his head again, fucking Laura, he didn't know how it was so easy for his other friends. What he didn't realize was that it wasn't, they just made it seem easy to sound cool to each other, once one person said he had sex without making any effort, all the others picked up on the lie. They all had to be as kind as possible, spend a lot of time making their girlfriends happy, and not pressuring them before any of them had a chance of fucking. It wouldn't be cool to admit that though, and William ended up thinking it was easy as just telling a girl to spread her legs.

Unfortunately for him, none of that mattered anymore. Laura started lecturing him, but his eyes only glanced over her room. He started checking out her trophies and the pictures of her friends, her room had always changed a little everytime he entered. They used to have a game where the William would have to notice what was different, and if he won, he got to pick what they were doing that day. The reward changed once William hit puberty. He couldn't help but roll his eyes at the little rant, the sounding stupid joke did make him laugh, but calling him gay just annoyed him. His lips curled into a smile when she took his hand, it relaxed him, and her talk about always being friends, and even liking him as more than that 'sometimes' did make him feel closer to her again. "I know, you'll always be my friend too. And, uhm, yeah, I shouldn't have said all the mean things I said last night, I'm really sorry." So while he apologized for calling her names, he didn't apologize for wanting her to take his dick, not that it mattered now anyway. A light blush and grin came to his face when she mentioned his 'huge dick', but then, the realization came, it crashed him back down to Earth. The smile turned into a frown, his eyes stopped looking into hers and went downwards, his face looking away from her aswell. He had to know whether she had the problem also, and leave if she didn't.

His eyes glancing over her body now that the bear was removed, it seemed like everything was like usual, until he got to her crotch. Why was she wearing so many layers, and wait, was that, was that a bulge? He focused his look directly on it, usually whenever he checked her out he made an effort to make sure she wouldn't catch him outright gawking at her, now, he didn't care. It was a bulge, and William got pissed off. His eyes darting up to hers, rage buried deep inside of him starting to build just like last night, only the soft and pretty look on her face, the familiar look of being friends for over 15 years was able to calm him down before he had burst out at her once more. If they had been speaking in person yesterday, William definitely wouldn't have been saying all the things he wrote to her. The convenience of not having to see the person in front of your face made it easier to text the nasty things he sent. Taking a deep breath to calm himself down, his voice was strangely quiet, yet serious, like a mix of anxiety and held back anger; "You have my dick." The seriousness of the tone, yet the ridiculousness of the situation made it all the more surreal. "You, you have my dick, in between your legs, you do. You took my dick."

His hand reached out, heading towards her lower body just to poke her crotch, feeling the firm, yet soft organ bunched up in there with her balls, pulling his finger away after one poke, confirming his suspicions. "And me? I have your pussy. So, if this is some like stupid trick you're trying to pull to teach me a lesson or something, just cut it out." The whole situation was so stupid to William, how could she have stolen his cock? Still, it couldn't have been a coincidence that just after a fight where the only thing he wanted out of her was her pussy, that he got it, just not in the way he wanted it. "I really don't know what's going on, and I don't like it. I just want my dick back, so if you had anything to do with this, I'll just say sorry, I learned my lesson and I'll forget this ever happened." The anxiousness had over taken the anger in his tone at this point, he wasn't even angry anymore, he just wanted this thing resolved as soon as possible, in any way. The nervousness and fear in his eyes, the anxiety in his tone, it'd be clear for her that this was something William had nothing to do with either. The thought of being without his cock, the one thing that made him stand out from his friends and let him tease them about being 'smaller', the one thing that was associated with being 'a man', the thing he wanted to get Laura in love with, he just couldn't live without it, the thought of not having it made him want to cry.

Or so he thought. Then again, Laura would be able to teach him that it wasn't so bad having a pussy, and having a cock was pretty simple, and they'd work together to figure out how to solve this. That thought, that they were together in this made it seem like it wasn't all bad, they had all summer to figure this out and it reassured him. Then he thought of Laura, she had a cock, more importantly, his massive one, and she hated his dick, he couldn't have imagined how bad she felt about having it in between her legs, instead of her own parts. He wanted to make her feel better, like still the same girl she was before, at least he'd try; "You look cute with it, you don't have to hide it from me." His voice seemed sincere, she was still Laura, the hottest girl he knew, with the nicest butt he could imagine, his best friend, having a dick didn't change that. "It is mine after all, so I know how it looks like. If you're uncomfortable, just taking whatever you want off. And, uhm, speaking about uncomfortable. I need, underwear, for uhm, I don't have any that fit, obviously." Thank god that this was Laura for who had the problem with him, because he couldn't imagine telling any other girl he knew that he had a pussy, and that he needed panties. It also helped that he opened up about needing something embarrassing first, the more honest they were, the more normal this would be for them.

Still, nothing about this was normal, Laura had his cock, and after last night, the way he spoke to her about her pussy and how it's supposed to belong to only him. The thought of her now speaking to him like that, pressuring him, it made him feel a certain way that he couldn't explain. He wondered how all of this would change them personally, if at all, his eyes looking into hers, the life was still in them, but he lost something that he thought gave him a lot of power, and now she had it.

Laura was brought out of her reverie by Will's apologies, finally saying he was sorry for last night's events. She soon discarded the stupid ideas that crossed her panicked mind, she had been completely wrong with the gay thing so she shouldn't jump to conclusions with haste. His smile soon disappeared though, making Laura tilt her head a bit trying to understand what was Will going through. "Will, what's wrong, you are scaring-" she mumbled as his anger started to boil, his green eyes lit in fury. Will was holding himself back, so Laura didn't want to even move, giving him time to go through whatever was happening to him, but his words caught her by surprise.

"I what?" Laura was surprised by his claim, but her voice broke as the worst possibility had materialized. "I don't- I didn't take-" she stuttered, her face crimson, blue eyes wavering uncertain, avoiding Will's. "Ah-" a small gasp escaped her lips as Will reached and touched without her being able to even move. Trying to deny what was happening to her was stupid before, but after Will poked the strange presence in her groin it was undeniable anymore. Not only she did have the genitals of a man now, but they somehow were her friend Will's. "But then-" she voiced, Will himself finishing her sentence when he acknowledge to have her genitals on him.

"But... but..." Laura started to tear a bit, her eyes wet. "I didn't do anything! I have nothing to do with this!" she raised the tone of her voice, not enough to alarm her parents on the other side of the house, providing they were still at home since she didn't pay a single thought towards them yet. "You have to believe me... why would I... It's not like I want this thing here..." she sobbed, hands clutching at the edge of the skirt as she tried to hide that embarrassing thing, knuckles white due to the tension. It wasn't a cheap trick, as Laura did just cry with some movies and rarely in real life, so the thought of doing so to earn Will's trust didn't even cross her mind. No, it was just the surreal experience of that morning just exploding in her face, finally unable to show restrain.

She just leaned forward and hugged Will, not only finding relief on it but also hiding her crying face in his shoulder. It didn't last long, and soon she managed to act calmly, her tantrums similar to a fierce and quick summer storm. Backing off from him, Will soon showed care for her, even if it was in his own way. "There is nothing cute about it, silly" Laura slapped his shoulder, unable to stifle a small laugh. "So already wanting me to get naked, right?" she said, her smile a bit sad. "Wait a moment before ransacking my underwear drawer you perv, we first have to make sure that what we think it happened is what it really happened" she voiced.

Laura was always the methodical one, from her neat and well organized study notes to her approach when playing piano, she always faced challenges with logic and preparation. "I barely dared to look at it, but noticed my" Laura hesitated, blushing a bit, "blonde hair was still there" she confessed, as a blonde ruff crowned that foreign object. "So we can't use that to identify it, even if you have my..." the word went unsaid, "you should still have your hair, unless you shave or something. "But there is still a way... I can't believe I'm talking of this with you" she said, mortified. "I have... well, I had a beauty mark. In the, err, lips" Laura explained.

"So if you show me I'll be able to identify it" Laura commented, feeling a strange and brief tingle at the idea of seeing Will naked. "After that I'll..." she sighed, having trouble believing she was going through that. It was unavoidable, whatever that situation lasted, they were bound to see and touch their parts, be it in the shower or the bathroom, so it was of no use to hide them. "I'll show you mine, well, yours, so you can check if you somehow recognize it" Laura shook her head, flushed at the idea.

Deep down, William believed her. It was easy to blame her and act like this was all her fault, but he really didn't think that it would solve anything. Plus, it would just get them even more frustrated at each other, he can't piss off the only person he can trust with this. When she started crying and hugged him, he returned her warm embrace, his hands wrapping around her and pulling her in, an innocent hug that he just hoped would make her feel better. "I know, I know you didn't do anything." He told her reassuringly, his hands moving up and down her back to try and soothe her.

He laughed when she said there was nothing cute about it, which, well she wasn't lying, dicks weren't exactly well known for being cute. She did still look cute though, with one or without one. "Well, I was saying you look cute, not it." His lips curling into a smile, which turned into a grin when she joked about ransacking through her underwear. "How do you know I haven't already, hm? You've left me alone in your room tons of times, it's not like it's a secret you have underwear here." He laughed with her, his hand resting on her thigh.

"Who's the perv now, wanting to check out my pussy? Okay, I'll go first." He teased with a big grin on his face, the fact they were able to find some kind on comfort in this was remarkable. Perhaps the only reason they were able to joke around and smile when faced with this dire situation, was because they were going through it together. William stood up off the bed, grabbing his shorts and slowly pulling them down. He was still hesitant once his hands got to his boxers, the fact that someone would see him like this was embarrassing, more so, it was the fact that he didn't want to see himself like this. Each of them were avoiding looking at their new parts, hoping the problem would just go away.

Well, it wasn't going to just go away, William took a deep breath, collected himself, and tugged down his boxers. His sensitive area now exposed to the cold air, it sent a shiver up his spine but he made sure to look at it, accept that it was on his body, he thought that if he just took ownership of it and stopped running from it, it would stop making him sick to his stomach. Once he had gotten a good look at it, he didn't even think it was all that bad, it was just... different. "Th.. there. You can look at it, or touch it or whatever, to make sure its yours." Once she had done whatever she needed to do to confirm that it was actually hers, it was her turn to show him what she was packing.

He let her take however long she needed to start undressing, he figured it'd be just as hard for her to accept that this was a thing on her now. He just sat and waited, didn't tease or make any stupid jokes. Once she finally stripped down, his eyes went wide at how big it was, could that possibly be his? "What? No, that's way bigger than mine." But, the shape, the thickness, it all seemed to match up; "Wait." He approached her, his hand wrapped around his, well, now her cock, feeling the weight of it. "No, it's mine. It just, looks bigger on you. In a good way." He had played enough with himself to know just how his cock felt in his hand, his cheeks blushed now when he held it, he felt like, was he getting horny?

Well, he was always horny around Laura, but this was just a new bout of teenage awkwardness. He had never found himself attracted to dicks, like he said, he wasn't gay. However, Laura having one, Laura herself being hot, the weirdness of the situation making him feel a lot closer to her, and the fact he now had a pussy and that was a big dick, he felt a rush of hormones and emotion that he never experienced before, he felt a strange sensation, like his pussy was feeling wetter by the second. His hands never left her cock, he toyed with it, even stroked it slightly as he was lost in the haze, it was just huge on her. Eventually his green eyes looked into hers, and he bit down on his bottom lip, here was doing the exact thing he wanted to Laura to do to him for months; fawn over his dick. "Uhm, yeah, this is definitely my cock. Now you can see what you missed out on." He teased her, giving her a little wink before letting go of her dick, but he fidgeted in his stance. He felt the need for something, some kind of stimulation, his thighs rubbing together slightly.

"So, I think we definitely figured out we have each others.... parts. But, what now? Like, how do we, uhm, get them back. Don't get me wrong, your pussy is great but, I prefer my dick." He was truly out of ideas, and the hormones running through him weren't helping him think straight at all. His eyes went up to hers, seeing if she felt the same at all, if she had any ideas, if she had the same look of need as him.

As William believed and comforted her, Laura felt more and more at ease, welcoming the compliment. Did she really look cute? She had dressed so quickly that she didn't really have a look at herself, but the notion seemed ridiculous yet. Laura welcomed the exchange of jokes about underwear and being a pervert, making light of the bizarre situation helped her calm down. They may have drifted apart with age and their bickering about sex didn't make things any better, but there still was no one else that knew the other better, not even their respective parents. Maybe this could be a chance to make amends, but the situation was too strange to focus on that, not to mention that it was about to get weirder.

Laura could see Will hesitate, as it was understandable, so she smiled at him as serene as she could, trying to soothe him so they could progress. Once the shorts were off, it was really clear that those boxers lacked, they bagged in ways that were unfitting and he really would need a change in his underwear. Will finally managed to pull down his underwear, making Laura gasp and frown. She had seen her own quite a few times, but if felt and seemed different. "Hmm... something's wrong, come" Laura instructed him, taking the initiative and escorting Will to a full body mirror she had in a corner of her room. Laura herself had been undressed in front of that countless times, mostly trying out clothes, but also sometimes indulging in self exploration, so that should make things easier.

"Please, sit, it's easier like this" Laura asked, putting a pillow on the floor in front of the reflective surface. "Legs open, of course, don't be shy now" she added, sitting behind Will. Laura consciously backed her hips, as the last thing she wanted was to rub that bulge against his back, didn't she? Focused on being as clinical as possible, she stared at his groin. "It looks different with your dark pubic hair on top" she noted. "I'm sure you have seen enough porn to know what does one look like, so I'll skip the anatomy class" Laura joked. "It'll be brief, hold on" she said, spreading Will a bit like she'd do on herself, holding her breath at the sight of her own parts on someone else. "Yeah, see that small beauty mark?" she said, pointing at the small darker dot in his otherwise pink folds, "that's mine" she admitted, helping Will get up. A small part of her felt excited, but the situation was so strange that it didn't last for long, soon replaced by shame as it was her turn to disrobe.

"I don't know why it does feel embarrassing, it's not the same as showing you my... well, you just had a look at it" Laura mumbled, wrapping her head at the notion of Will having unrestricted access to what he craved, yet not in the way he wanted to. And now she had to show him what according to the logic of that surreal moment was his cock, yet not at that moment. "Fine, fine, let me undress first" Laura said, timid. She got up from the bed, leaving Will to sit there, and turned around in her shyness. She first unzipped her skirt, letting it fall down her hips and legs, stepping out of it. Then she fought with her bike shorts and underwear at once, taut over her lower half as not only had to deal with her usual plump backside, but also the added bulge at the front. After a somewhat jiggly struggle she managed to free herself, offering Will an unaware first class view of her buttocks as she leaned to neatly pick up her discarded clothes and fold them on a chair.

Finally turning around, Laura showed him that big floppy cock of his, getting an answer she didn't expect. "But it has to be yours!" she said in a panic, thinking for a moment that them two weren't the only ones involved in the peculiar exchange. "Ah!" she uttered a sharp gasp, when Will had taken matters into hands. She wanted to protest, but she had been handling him as well, and relief soon came when he admitted it being his, just looked bigger on her slimmer frame. "In... in a good way" she hushed, looking at his emeralds gleam, still not releasing her. What was with his face? Why was tugging at it? Laura couldn't help but shiver a bit, feeling it briefly throb between his fingers but yet retain its soft state, as the situation seemed to be too weird for her to get hard, at least yet.

"It's even bigger than the rumors suggested..." she admitted, giggling at his goofy joke and wink. "I still don't think I look cute with it, even if my blonde pubic hair helps" she said, ruffling it a bit. "I hope you got a good look at it and my ass, but that was just to make sure..." she noted. Will was covered back, but she didn't want to get into tight clothes again, so she wandered to her wardrobe. She grabbed a long, flowing black skirt and put it on without underwear, keeping herself unrestrained but stopping the nudist show. "I don't have a clue about how it happened, so I don't know how to reverse it" Laura said. "But before us getting into that, we have to make sure no one else learns about it. We have to stay at home, either of our homes today, just being lazy the first day of summer" she mentioned.

"We can use the day to figure out how to deal with it discreetly, like the underwear situation you mentioned" Laura said. "I'm slightly aware of situations like morning wood and sudden... ahem, erections" she commented, blushing a bit. "And I can imagine how you dealt with it, pervert" she smiled, making a masturbation gesture. "I guess I'll need underwear too, we have to swap the dirty one too so our parents don't suspect it with the laundry..." she noted. "What else? Anything you need to know about... that?" she asked.

When William saw her gasp, frown, and then the mention of something being wrong, he felt the anxiety and nervousness starting to build once again. Was something not right down there? Did something go wrong with whatever happened during the swap? The look on his face was one of pure fear as he looked down at the vagina to see what she was talking about, but he obviously wouldn't be able to tell from this angle. He let her take him in front of full body mirror, sitting down as as she asked him too. Her comment about spreading his legs and not being shy stuck with him; "Maybe if you took your own advice we wouldn't be in this mess.."

He flashed a smile at the end of it just to show her he was joking, but there was some stinging truth in his words. His pubic hair was dark, but trimmed enough that it wasn't messy, he made an effort to keep things maintained but not shaved. He wanted to show off his masculinity without it getting in the way of any girl who might have been interested in giving him a blowjob. He'd have to do a better job of trimming it now, he didn't like how so much of it looked on him. Feeling her explore him, spread him, the whole thing was.. exciting. A little grin appeared on his lips as he saw himself spread out wide in the mirror, her hands showing him her beauty mark, small gasps leaving his lips. His throat felt dry, choking out a few words; "Uhm, it looks, mm, pretty. I'll try and take good care of it." he turned his head towards her, looking up into her eyes, he felt a sense of closeness with her that he hadn't felt before. It was her turn now, and he got up off the floor with her.

He thought she'd go into the bathroom to undress, getting a sight of her perfect ass only toyed with hormones even more, watching her bend over and struggle. He didn't know what turned him on more, the big, round butt, or his own big floppy cock attached to her. All he knew was that he was turned on, as stupid as that was, it's not like he could do anything to her butt anymore, or so he thought. His eyes widened at the mention of a rumor, he knew that some girls talked about his cock, but he never thought it'd get back to her. "Well, your butt looked a lot better nude than people thought also." When she mentioned he hoped he got a good look at it, his grin had turned into a frown, realizing that despite them being so open with each other, they were still just only friends. He agreed with her that they needed to act as normal as possible, spend time figuring this whole thing out and teaching each other about, well, how to use their new parts.

He rolled his eyes at her jacking-off gesture, a light grin appearing on his face. "Yeah, you have to do that when nobody is willing to help you out. Maybe now you'll understand my pain." He said it as a joke, but the more he thought about his own words, the more he wondered about them. Would she start pressuring him for sex, just like he had pressured her? Would he let her use it? I mean, it was her vagina after all, shouldn't she be able to use it when she wants? But, he'd have to live with it, and live with the consequences that come with having sex with someone. His stomach turned at all the internal conversations he was having, he'd deal with that if it ever came too it, first she'd even have to ask him and he didn't see her doing that yet. "But yeah, if you're like me and you don't have a hot girl giving it up to you like my friends do, you're going to be beating it often." He was just plainly honest with her, he got awkward, sudden erections often, he got horny out of nowhere, those were things she'd have to 'resolve' in her own way now. "You can try to ignore it, but it usually just gets worse, and you end up saying stupid things to your best friend."

It was a rare moment of self reflection for him, and maybe even the slightest warning for her. When she mentioned having to swap dirty underwear, she was absolutely right, but the whole idea was a little disgusting. Sure, if he still had his dick, being able to get her underwear would've been hot, but dealing with her dirty boxers wouldn't be something he was looking forward to. "You're the perv, a really nice way to get my worn panties, hm? Some guys pay a lot of money to be able to get their hands on them." He smiled back at her, never missing an opportunity to get back at her for all the times she called him a pervert, even though it was all just jokes.

He wondered if he had any questions that came with having a vagina, there wasn't really anything that popped out at him immediately. "Oh, how do I, uhm, clean it? Should I use soap, or, just water? I mean, like, I can just google most of this stuff I guess. And I already know how to finger girls, so I think that'll come in handy now." He told her with a big grin on his face, there was a weird feel to the thought of masturbation now, it was her parts. He felt extra, dirty, knowing that if he fingered himself it'd be exactly fingering Laura, and if she masturbated, it'd feel no different than giving him a handjob. "I've been trying to get you to let me finger you for months, and now I finally get the chance." he said with a pretty loud laugh at the end of it, his lips turning into a wide, teasing smile. His green eyes showing some of that excitement and life that he previously had.

"So, when you wear boxers, you don't want to wear anything tight, obviously. Which sucks for me because your butt looks good in tight clothes. It's going to bunch and it's going to be obvious, so just wear skirts and stuff I guess." He didn't know why he was giving fashion advice to a girl, but he wanted to be helpful. "When you're hard and you have to pee, it's better to just sit down, most guys won't admit too it, but it's better to just sit down than have it go all over the place. I mean actually, in general, you just want to sit down because you know, it sounds different when you're standing. It'll be obvious. But it's big and you don't want it touching the toilet, so you can just like scoot back as much as you can, and lift up a little." He didn't realize his day would be spent teaching her how to pee in a way that'll make it sound like she still had a vagina if anybody was listening, but here he was. "If you get hard when you're out with your friends, just don't bring any attention too it, keep your mind off it and it'll fade away. Most people aren't going to be looking at your crotch and only make a big deal out of it, if you do." He wondered if there was anything else she'd need to do; "I think that about covers it, unless you want me to look at your balls, and make sure things are fine?"

Thinking about having to masturbate that thing dangling between her thighs was embarrassing, but Will's good natured puns and jokes kept the moment away from becoming too serious, fighting the fear and nerves that the situation caused with humor. "At least you can throw in some socks if you want to bulge, I can't exactly make this disappear-" could she? Well, she was aware that it could be tucked back somehow, as some people did, but she didn't know the method nor if it could work with a penis that size. That was something to be researched later, when she was alone. Will asked about hygiene concerns, but soon his mind drifted to sex, of course.

"Non-perfumed soap for the outside, leave the inside alone" Laura explained as ambiguously as she could, not wanting to talk about that in detail. As he had said, he could google it himself, and she was sure he was going to do some searching, even if she doubted it was cleanliness oriented. "You think you know how to finger girls, as you have zero practice" she chastised, finding the idea of Will fingering himself oddly enticing. "You better keep your nails short, this aren't just for the piano" Laura instructed, wriggling her fingers in the air, showing her short nails. It was mostly a joke, as it was mainly for piano playing purposes, but that didn't mean she didn't enjoy other advantages. The idea of giving Will her vibe was promptly discarded, as that would mean admitting she had and used one.

"So all you have are boxers?" Laura wondered, suddenly curious as Will was giving her advice. "No briefs? No sexy man-thong to show that toned ass?" she joked, giggling. "I already went to the bathroom once this morning..." she admitted, "but thanks for worrying" Laura nodded. "Act casual, I get that, I'll try" she noted. "Wait, I got the full package, the balls should be fine, right?" Laura asked, suddenly worried. She grabbed the hem of the long flowing skirt she had covered herself with and bunched it on her waist, revealing herself once more. Laura hesitated for a moment on how to handle the situation, but she raised her penis with both hands, showing her balls for Will to examine. "They are normal, right?" she asked, nervous.

"That makes me think..." Laura commented. "Do you think we can... that we are... fertile?" she asked, another source of worry. "Oh fuck. Will you have the period now? If it respects my cycle is still a couple of weeks away..." Laura frowned. "If you feel odd, queasy or cramping one morning just warn me, and I also have something for you, just in case" she said, moving to her nightstand and opening a drawer, retrieving a box chock full of dozens of small pills. "One every morning. Every morning. Without forgetting. I'll ask, so you better behave" she instructed serious, giving him the box. "Contraceptives" she explained, seeing the confused gesture on his face.

William raised his fingers as well, showing off his neatly trimmed nails with a big grin on his face. "I told you I know how to finger girls, and I don't need them short for piano." he retorted. There were somethings she'd need to lecture him about, with sexual topics, he thought he had the upper hand. Hell, he thought Laura was as vanilla as they came, he didn't think she even fingered herself. "And now I'll be able to have all the practice I want." his grin turning larger as he realized he'd be able to test techniques on himself, being able to find out exactly what felt good and what didn't. "You can always teach me though, if you think you're better..."

"I have some briefs, and even some tight underwear, but it's uncomfortable and uhm, well, they get... sweaty. It's just better to wear boxers, or boxer-briefs, especially in the summer. I'll throw the tight ones in though, you can wear them just for me, to show off your ass. You'd look a lot better in them." He told her with the same big grin on his face, looking over her balls as she raised her cock for him once more. He got on his knees and briefly got a good look at them, taking them in his hand just for a moment. "They seem fine, but you'll only know when you start getting used to them. If anything feels wrong just tell me."

Her next line of questioning was important, and they wouldn't know anything until it ever came up. Sitting down on the bed again, a concerned look washed over his face; "Your period? God, I hope not.." the thought of having to deal with that just made him shiver. He really hoped that the swap wouldn't include everything about having a vagina, he especially didn't want to get pregnant. Not that he imagined letting anyone with a dick have sex with him if he had to keep her pussy. Well, nobody other than Laura, but that was a given. "Even you turn bitchy when you're on it, otherwise you're the nicest person ever when not. Can you imagine how bad I would get?" They had at least a few weeks to find out if he'd get it, so they would just have to cross their fingers and hope the more inconvenient sides of the swap were left out. He watched as she moved to her nightstand, seeing the small box in her hands. Just in case of what?

Contraception? "What... why?" his words were so silent that the question seemed more for himself than for her, was she already having sex with someone? Was that why she wouldn't do it with him? He took the box in his hands, but his mind was racing with too many questions to really pay attention to what she was saying, the thought of her already having someone just sent his anxiety into overdrive. He decided he'd just ignore the reasons why she had birth control for now, it wasn't any of his business. "One a day, uhm, morning. One every morning, got it." He would have to hide the pills somewhere safe to make sure that nobody suspected anything, the panties as well, and he'd have to keep a few pairs of his own underwear in the draw in case anyone checked.

"I think we covered just about everything, I also think we should just hang out a lot in the next few days or weeks or whatever. Not all the time, we still need to go out a few days so nobody thinks something is wrong, but a lot more often than we've been hanging out during the year. I don't really like being alone with this thing.. I feel a lot better being around you with it. Plus, I want to keep a close eye on my dick and make sure you're not putting it near anyone I don't like." He told her with a smile, trying to keep things light between them, hoping she'd agree that they needed to be around each other more often.

Even knee deep in such a strange situation that entailed that Laura was just showing her balls to Will, she had to admit that it did have a small good part. Overshadowed by the weirdness, of course, but it was the longest talk they had in a while without getting into a fight or a disagreement, what was a miracle given the delicate topics they were broaching. "Asshole..." she said with a smile, when Will worried about having the period and said that even she was bitchy then. It was just a stupid notion, but Laura allowed it without retort, as Will seemed genuinely concerned not only about having it and what it entailed, but also he showed self reflection about him not wanting to be mean, and that was a huge step.

"What do you mean why?" Laura frowned. "Do you think I want to end up with a baby?" she said, soon realizing by his expression that there was something else that bothered Will. "Oh, don't be stupid, I'm not fucking someone else behind your back" she said. "My mother put me on them long ago, as a prevention measure in case I behaved like a moronic teenager with poor impulse control, sounds familiar?" Laura divulged, maybe more than she should, but she didn't want to see Will that bothered about the chance of her seeing someone else. He did really care for her, that much was clear, something that made Laura soften a bit.

"Oh, come on" Laura leaned in for a brief hug. "You seemed like a kicked puppy for a moment. The thing with those pills is that they take a while to work and you have to be regular with them, so it's not like you can pop one before fucking someone" she instructed, as Will was naturally oblivious when it came to that. "If things work as expected you could also skip the period, but it's way too soon to guess how your body will react to having my... parts" Laura noted, still preferring to avoid voicing the issue.

Laura nodded, seeing that Will didn't have something that could be called a plan, but he had the right idea. If they spent time together they would be close for advice or any need for a cover up. "Yeah, because I'm thinking of putting your dick near my friends, of course" Laura groaned, rolling her eyes with Will's joke, although the idea sent a disorienting tingle down her spine. Did a part of her think that the idea was appealing? How would they react to knowing that not only she had a dick but wanted to use it-

A shiver and small throb prompted Laura to stop her train of thought, deviating her imagination away from that to something else, anything else. "My panties are there, second drawer" she pointed to a particular part of her dresser, having an idea as she voiced it. "Don't pick too many, I have an idea" she said. "It's true that you'll need something with less front space while I'll need more front space" Laura stated the obvious. "But it's also true that you still have that small, toned backside, while I have to deal with my big ass, so each others underwear won't be a perfect fit" she said. "If you give me some underwear and give me time to get a shower and get ready, we can hit the mall together and go shopping like we were a couple" Laura shared, blushing a bit. "That way you'll be able to pick what suits you like it was for me, and I'll be able to do the same, what do you think?" she asked.

There was a re-assuring smile on his face, a relief that went through him when she made it very clear she wasn't having sex with anybody. He returned her hug, squeezing her just that little bit extra knowing that his probably biggest fear, losing Laura to someone else, hadn't been a reality, not yet anyway. "Sorry for being dumb." his apology nothing more than a whisper hot against her ear, his hands softly went up and down her back during the hug, but it was far more of an apology than she'd ever hear in the past. When they pulled away from the hug, he decided he'd need to lighten it up a bit. "Well, I guess you're just making sure I don't leave you with a baby inside of you if this thing decides to reverse itself. Fair enough."

Then his own thoughts went elsewhere, what if she did have sex with her friends now? He didn't think she was attracted to any of them, but was she? The idea of Laura using his dick to have sex with her friends was, well, hot, but worrying. He didn't see himself letting any of his friends use Laura's parts, not only was he not attracted to them, the thought of them being inside of Laura sent shivers up in his spine in the same way. He dropped those thoughts instantly when she mentioned where her panties were; the perfect distraction. He went up to the cabinet almost right away when she told him which one housed them, and went through with raiding her panty draw like he had been wanting to do it for years, going through all the different pieces of fabric like a kid in a candy store.

"Hey, you have some hot stuff in here, you never wore any of this around me." It sounded like a joke, but there was the slightest hint of disappointment in his tone. His eyebrows raised, his head turning back towards her when she mentioned going to the mall to shop for underwear. Like a couple? The same blush that was on her face appeared on his, still, he tried to hold his excitement back and not seem all over her; "Sure, that sounds cool." His legs fidgeted a bit from the anticipation, but something else was on his mind. "You keep saying my butt is toned, have you been checking me out?" his lips curling into a smile; "You've been talking about my butt today even more than I've talked about yours."

Closing her panty draw after identifying some of the ones he'd definitely borrow, turning fully towards her. "Okay, so you go for a shower and I'll go home and grab my backpack, text me when you're ready and I'll come back over, leave you some of my mine and take some of yours, then we'll go to the mall. That sound good? Just don't take an hour to get ready, I'll get bored and start playing games and then not want to go." If she agreed with the plan, William would've went home and gotten ready himself while she showered and dealt with handling that thing in the shower.

"As if you know what underwear I was wearing every day..." Laura groaned, as Will embarrassingly admired her underwear, whining about her not wearing the saucier ones around him. At least he was agreeable to the mall going plan, so that was something, although he seemed nervous. Well, being honest Laura was nervous as well, but she could manage, at least for now. As long as she had a plan, an objective even as mundane as buying underwear, she felt in control. "I was just stating a fact" Laura excused herself, feeling caught by Will. It was true that she checked him and sort of wanted to grab into it, compare to her more plump and soft one, but he didn't need to know that. "Fine, fine, no need to be a nuisance, I'll hurry" she sighed.

Once Will was out of her room, Laura soon took her much needed shower, finding an oasis of relaxation under the warm water, at least momentarily. For a moment she thought of masturbating there, more out of a practical need than excitation. After all, if she did so it would be more difficult to get an unwelcome erection later, right? The notion was too embarrassing, the lack of practice would make it troublesome, and she didn't have time for such things. As if she was going to fell prey to the same base instincts that ruled a teenage boy, no way. She was better than that and was going to prove it. Out of the shower and thoroughly dried, Laura walked into her wardrobe once more.

Among her many outfits to choose from, she found the perfect bottoms for such a situation. Instead of starting to pick between a selection of skirts, she grabbed some cherry red cargo pants she hadn't been wearing for long. They did a competent job of not making her butt stand too much, and with the extra space in the front and between her legs, Laura felt safe. She tried to wear them commando and they did the work, although it still felt weird to have that thing dangling there, so it would be easier once properly hold in place by some underwear. They were a bit much for summer, so Laura tried to compensate with a much lighter selection for her top. A pretty sport bra in matching red that worked as a top by itself and a loose fitting sleeveless white t-shirt over it to avoid looking too slutty completed the outfit. Once Will was there and they swapped underwear, Laura put some boxer briefs that kept it somewhat restrained and rendered it invisible with the baggy pants on.

As her parents had gone to work long ago, she didn't have to explain herself to anyone, so she just let her hair flow, donned some sizeable sunglasses with a red rim, and got out ready for the weirdest shopping spree ever. She was in an active mood, and Will has been acting fidgety that morning, so without asking she just grabbed her black Bentley Continental GT V8 Convertible and picked Will up for their trip. He had a car of his own, of course, but since she seemed to be the cool headed one of the two at the moment it was better if she had the hands on the wheel. Of course summer was also the perfect season to show her car off, so that was a plus. If Will didn't like it, he would have to endure, it was enough that they had to fake being a couple to go underwear shopping so Laura felt like he had no reason to whine being drove over.

The mall was a pretty common refuge for people their age, although at that time in the middle of the morning it was still in somewhat of a lull, as the teenagers wouldn't plague it until the afternoon, probably. That gave Laura some peace, as it reduced the chances of stumbling on someone they know. "So the plan should be clear" Laura repeated, just in case. "We go underwear shopping like we were thinking of what kind of garments we'd like for each other, but in reality we are picking for ourselves" she explained once more. That way Will wouldn't have to be alone picking panties nor she would go by herself to handle boxers and such. Maybe she was being too careful, but someone had to. "If everything goes fine, we can go and grab lunch wherever you please" she offered.

William also had careful considerations to make when picking his outfit, he wanted to look, well, hot around Laura. Despite him having her parts, it didn't make his attraction towards her change. Although now being on the receiving end, it did make him feel a little off when he thought about him having to please and take that monster in between her legs. In fact, for the first time when thinking about sex, he felt scared. With his eyes looking into his own mirror, checking out his naked form at home, seeing how Laura's pussy looked on him, the spark in his eyes was gone. For the first time he didn't feel the sheer confidence nor eagerness to have sex with her, or anyone. Was this how Laura felt about it? Was this why she was so closed off the idea of him having sex with her? But, what if she pressured him now? He'd have to be more open to the idea, wouldn't he? He couldn't have Laura mad at him not in the same way he got mad at her. Especially not now with how close they needed to be. He figured that for now, if Laura ever wanted, relief, he'd let her do some things with him, but the thought of sex made his stomach turn. With his mind at relative ease, he reminded himself that Laura was nicer than him, much nicer, he didn't see it becoming a problem, even if he had to compromise.

With the weather being what it was, he kept his outfit light, swapping with Laura into some white cotton panties. On top of those he grabbed a pair of dark denim jeans that weren't tight on him and left plenty of space in the front, and threw on a white t-shirt on top of it. After the grumbling of not being able to drive his own car, they were on their way to the mall. He listened to her repeat the plan, and offer the chance of being able to choose where they ate lunch if he behaved. "Are you going to let me buy a toy also, mom?" his eyes rolling with how in-control she was being, picking him up and driving him, telling him what to do, offering rewards for listening to her, he wasn't a five year old. Crossing his arms, and turning to look out the window away from her he remained silent and looked pretty angry before turning back towards her; "That Chinese place, near the school. That's where I want to eat." his eyes returned to looking out the window, finally agreeing to her plan but not being totally pleased about it.

When they reached the mall and found a parking spot, they figured it was better to go panty shopping first, the women-oriented stores were the closest to the entrance. He didn't know which shops to go into obviously, he just told Laura he didn't want anything cheap, only high-end places, so he let her lead the way. He also left it up to her as to who was paying for all this. He had his wallet with him but he wasn't going to oppose to her sponsoring this shopping spree, it was her idea after all. William looked around the mall constantly as they walked through it, trying to spot any friends or people they know of who might be here, the last thing either of them needed were rumors going around about them. Not that William would mind the rumor of him buying underwear for Laura spreading, but he knew what that could do to Laura's reputation and he was hoping to avoid that. He took her advice and just acted natural, stuck to the plan, they walked fast but not fast enough that anybody would think they're being suspicious.

Walking into one of the shops that Laura had picked out for him, he could already tell how dumb of an idea this was. As they walked over to the lingerie section, a few of the people on the floor already looked at them a little strange. Kids coming to the mall this early wasn't common, and it was especially out of place for such a young teenage couple to be doing this type of thing, usually they were in college. Still, they were here for a reason and they had to ignore distractions, William looked over a few things and picked out a few pairs that he thought he liked, but he was pretty clueless about the underwear. What fabrics are the best, what would make him most comfortable, are there specific brands that are worth the extra cost? If he had come in here with Laura about a month ago, he'd have probably bought out the store for her, but being here and having to buy panties for himself just made him feel strange, and not comfortable. After an awkward ten minutes of looking through things, he finally spoke up to start asking Laura questions; "So, which ones do you like? Which ones wou.. do you want to wear, babe?" By the end of the sentence he was grinning, she wanted to stick to the plan so bad, but he figured calling her babe might throw her off a little. If Laura wanted to pick out the rest of the underwear for him, he wouldn't have gotten in her way at all. He was lost going through all the different options, and seemed to be only picking the ones that looked nice, without really wondering if they were practical. If she just offered advice, he'd listen to it the best he could and picked his own pairs being declaring he was done.

Laura took Will's toy commentary as a joke at first, thinking that his angry tone was just fake, but as she looked at him during a red traffic light, she realized how wrong she had been. At least he accepted the lunch offer by picking the Chinese close to the school, but he still seemed morose. Laura was nervous herself, hence the control she wanted to exert, but she forgot for a moment that Will had it as bad as she did. With what had to be a source of pride for him was gone, although it was also the focus of many of his problems as well, as lately it seemed to govern his entire life, wishes and desires. "Hey, I'm sorry" she apologized on the way. "The situation got the control freak part of me going crazy" Laura explained, not thinking that her new parts had anything to do with it. "You know that it's just because I care about you, right? Only someone I care for could make me this mad" she shared, even if it was disguised with a bit of humor.

Once they were on the move around the mall, they were moving more comfortably, at least until they reached Laura's favorite underwear shop, a big establishment of Victoria's Secret PINK label. Once inside and checking the merchandise, the girl couldn't help but feel a bit awkward and realize that her plan wasn't as sound as she had thought. Looking at Will she noticed that he was aware as well, and yet he didn't say a thing nor used the fact that she had been slightly wrong to get back at her. She had a good eye for clothes, so Laura started to take a look at merchandise that favored narrower hips and tight muscular bottoms instead of her wider, plumper set. The cargo pants she was wearing did a good job of hiding her assets, so any attendant or cashier that looked at what she was going to buy wouldn't probably notice that such panties would be very tight on her.

Between their little disagreement despite her apology and the awkwardness of the situation, most of the time their silence was only broken by the music on the shop, but soon Will started to have a bit of fun with the idea. "Let me see..." she answered, a bit blushed with Will calling her babe, even if she knew he was just teasing. Will would probably like some variety, so even if the majority of her picks were hipsters or boyshorts that would look nice on his frame, she also picked some racier thongs with and without lace that would leave his bottoms free. Laura felt herself a bit bothered thinking about Will in that way more than usual, but she justified it to herself that she was just caring for him to be comfortable. Once the shopping was over and they got what she recommended and what Will wanted to try, Laura paid for the huge haul with her credit card, knowing that a female underwear shopping spree wouldn't even make her parents bat an eye.

Carrying the revealing pink shopping bag herself, as it would look extremely odd on a boy, Laura got out of the shop with Will. "It's weird that I want to see you wearing some of these? Just to check if I got the fitting right, of course" she said, looking around a bit paranoid, even if no one was paying special attention to them. If one of their friends appeared what they were going to say, that they stumbled upon each other in a coincidence both of them buying underwear? Laura wished that it didn't happen, but if it did probably saying that they were together was the only way out, specially if they were to be more time together dealing with the situation. "Do you think that Calvin Klein underwear would suit me?" she wondered, willing to follow Will's advice. "Slips, boxers, shorts..." Laura mumbled. "Maybe even thongs or what are those called... jockstraps? Would those help with you know... erections?" Laura wondered, ready to follow Will's lead and advice into shopping.

"I wasn't really mad at you, in the car. I'm happy that you're a bit of a control freak, we'd be both lost if you weren't. It's nice when someone makes the decisions when I can't, so I was just teasing you. I care for you a lot, also. I really do." William admitted to her while they were walking out from the Victoria's Secret shop towards the men's section of the mall. He didn't want her to think that he was actually upset at her, William was just being a brat about it and he didn't want her to blame herself for his behavior. When she mentioned wanting to see him in some of the panties they just bought, he turned his head away from her, feeling himself get a little nervous, but excited at the idea. He didn't want to disappoint her, but letting her see him in his new panties wasn't the most appealing thing to him, he didn't know if he' d look good in them at all. Like she said though, this was just about the fitting. He nodded his head and regained his composure quickly, turning back towards her with an assured smile and bright tone. "Sure, yeah! I'll totally try whichever ones you want on for you, it'll be fun."

When they entered the next store, William marched right towards the underwear section, trying to get this done as fast as possible. Men's shopping was easier or rather simpler, and his mind was just focused on getting the essentials for her, so he batted away mentions of thongs and jockstraps. In terms of sizing, he was usually picking in mind with the fact she had a bigger butt than him. "Yeah, Calvin Klein is a good choice for you. If the band shows then it's no big deal, 'cause a lot of girls wear them. Uhm, well. You need some boxer-briefs, they're the best, well I like them. They give you some room in the front, you have a nice butt so they'll still let you show it without showing your, you know, as long as you don't wear anything too tight you'll be fine. You also need boxers for when you just want to let it breath, but those are going to bunch like crazy. Jockstraps are really uncomfortable I heard. I never wore any, so I can't even tell you. Shorts and just some briefs to round it out, tight briefs will kill off any, uhm, sign that you have you know, an erection, off, but it'll be uncomfortable and hot down there. Boy-shorts will just give you something comfortable to wear without letting them hang loose."

As William was explaining all this in a hushed tone, he was grabbing the things and throwing them into the basket he carried, getting her more pairs of each of things he talked about than she'd ever need, but it gave plenty of selection. He also let Laura put stuff she saw she liked in, giving her room to experiment while he did the necessary shopping for her. "So, some briefs, some boxers, some boxer-briefs, some shorts, and whatever you picked. Some of everything for every situation." He finished that sentence off with a long huff, as if he'd just ran a marathon. He approached the counter with her, letting the cashier ring up all the items for them. She gave both of them a knowing look, and this time William paid for all of it, and he did it in cash so that his parents didn't ask him what he bought. William held Laura's hand as they walked out the store, just to make it look like they were a couple to the people that were just bustling in and not brother and sister. "So, I guess we did go underwear shopping for each other, babe." Glancing at her with the same teasing smile he had on before, squeezing her hand just a bit tighter.

"Maybe we should go home first, I'll try a few things on for you. We can put away our stuff and change, and then go for lunch? Our parents aren't home now, so it'll be a lot easier to find a place to hide this stuff than if they're home and they start wondering what we're up to. We can always go out to get food whenever. I'm okay with whatever you want to do though." William did have a fair point in terms of wanting to get all this done before their parents had gotten home, but really it was just about enjoying his lunch without the thought of having to model underwear for Laura later getting him nervous. They eventually made it to the car, and as far as he aware, nobody had noticed them, but he wasn't being as careful as he was when they entered the mall. He was more focused on Laura and letting her decide what they were going to do next. Once they were in the car, he exchanged bags with her and took the Victoria Secret's bag and gave her the one from Calvin Klein. "So, what's next?"

Once out of the female lingerie shop, Will shared that his tantrum wasn't as much as him being angry but just being a bit of a brat. Laura knew that she had been too harsh on him, but he still worried about her and didn't want to feel bad for being too much on top of things, so it was a very sweet gesture from him. The underwear situation seemed to have him startled, but Will was stronger than she gave credit to, and not as much of a blockhead as Laura had believed as of late as he had his own perceptive and sensitive side. After a moment of hesitation, he agreed to the whole underwear show she proposed even if it was a bit awkward for him, so Laura thought of a way to reward him once they got to it. First things first, they had to get male underwear for her before that, so she followed a quite quick marching Will, his step hurried.

Was he so eager to do it? Or just wanted to get done as soon as possible? Will may have changed, but maybe he still didn't have a taste for shopping, specially when it wasn't for him. Even then, Laura didn't took it badly, since as unknown as it could be for her, the male underwear universe wasn't as vast or varied as the female one, so they didn't need to linger too much. Trusting the previous owner of the monster between her legs, Laura followed his expertise and advice, since not only Will was obviously knowledgeable, but he also explained his choices and the situations when every kind of garment would be better or worse. Even if she mostly followed his advice, Laura still threw in a few varied male thongs, considering that it was worth trying them some time and maybe even to tease Will when he paid for them. Once it came to paying for the underwear selection, Will did so in cash without leaving a trace, but it was Laura the one a bit embarrassed as the cashier looked at them. "We made it" she nodded with a smile, finding Will's teasing more charming than usual, even if still a bit shameful, but overall happy that they went through this first obstacle together as a team.

"Oh, that's a great idea" Laura acknowledged, as it would be way easier to hide in her wardrobe that stash of male underwear when nobody was home than in any other moment. The underwear trying show also would serve a few purposes, since not only she would be able to see Will fit something that weren't the most plain white cotton panties she had, but also would be the moment to reward him for his reasonable behavior. It was a bit unseemly to think about it, but with the situation they were in and the difficulties they would have to endure, being prudish around him made no sense. "Too soon for food, lets go back home" Laura decided, going with Will's plan and getting their underwear bags on the backseat. Without asking or even thinking much about it, Laura drove them back, heading for her room once more without a second thought. "We can get with the fashion show in my room no problem, then you can hop by yours to hide the panty stash before going for lunch" she commented.

Back in her domains, Laura felt a bit more comfortable with what was going to happen, more decided about it. "Let me get comfortable..." she said, sitting on her bed with her Calvin Klein bag and starting to undress. It was the time, she was sure that Will would appreciate the gesture and would make it easier for him to pose with female underwear. Laura started by removing the cargo pants and borrowed underwear, donning some boxers that were pretty loose in the front although they clung a bit on the backside, but were comfortable to be in her room and looked even a bit cute. Not stopping there, she removed her loose white shirt and after a brief moment of hesitation, her red sport bra as well, letting her breasts rest in the open and already feeling Will's eyes on her. "Ah... It felt silly having shown you my everything and keep hiding my breasts" she explained. It was true that it was weird, but nothing about their situation was normal. Her perky breasts were a perfect handful of beauty, topped with small pink nipples. "This way I can be comfortable for the show, instead of feeling restrained" she said, finding herself more and more at ease with being naked near Will, something that the day before would be unthinkable. "Now, time for the fashion show" she said, giving Will space to try on the lingerie he wanted.

William could only smirk at how Laura took his words and then made it seem like it was all her plan on the drive home, repeating it a few times to make sure he got it. When they got into her room, by getting more comfortable he figured she meant just wearing some shorts, not being practically naked. When her breasts were exposed, William couldn't stop staring at them; "Wow.." were his only words before quickly getting a hold of himself, forcing him to look away; "I mean, uhm. Well everyone looks at your ass so much, they forget you have really nice boobs also." He had to say he felt a lot closer to Laura, the way she was taking action, the way she being a lot more open, obviously, the way their 'parts' now were arranged helped, they were close before, but this was a lot different. The more he checked out her boobs one the bed, the more he he felt himself getting warm, his skin sensitive, feeling his nipples rub against his shirt. It was a familiar feeling, but with a different twist on it, one that wasn't accompanied by a growing bulge. He decided it'd be best to try and ignore it, he didn't want Laura knowing he was getting horny just by seeing her breasts.

"I guess it's my turn!" His tone still seemed eager, even if there was a hint of nervousness in it. He had told himself a million times that this was Laura, she'd never judge him based on his looks, and that this was just to see how they fit. Despite him trying to convince himself, he couldn't shake the feeling of being worried he wasn't going to impress her. He grabbed his jeans and tugged them down, kicking them off with his socks after. Then he grabbed the white T-Shirt he was wearing and pulled it off over his head, placing it with with the jeans. Laura had seen William often without a shirt, so it wasn't anything new. His slim-figure was just a bit toned from running track, and last came the white cotton panties, standing fully naked in-front of her. He looked through the Victoria's Secret bag, he truly wanted to wear some of the more comfortable ones she picked, but he didn't want to disappoint her. She did a big favor for him today, kept things under control, directed him, bought the right things for him, he wanted to keep her happy and entertain her. This was as much of a reward for her as her taking her shirt off was for him.

He pulled out a few of the lace and non lace thongs out of the bag, bending over naked to get them out, showing off his ass in full view and not even realizing it. There were black, pink and purple lace, and black and white non-lace. He started off with the non-lace ones, sliding on the black one and immediately realizing how they burrow in between his cheeks. His few steps towards her were just him getting used to how they felt, not even considering how they look. When he got towards her, he showed off all sides of him, letting her get a close-up view of the fit while she was on the bed. He did the same for the other non-lace thong he picked out, not saying much and just trying to get used to how they felt. He put the ones he already wore back in the bag, and this time slid on the black lace thong, now this one he felt sexy in, despite how uncomfortable it was. He even checked himself out in the mirror briefly before walking towards her, admiring how nice the thong looked on him. His friends would probably be making fun of him until the day he died over this, but with Laura everything felt natural and nothing was off-limits.

When he got towards Laura this time, he was feeling particularly daring, empowered by his new confidence, and decided to bend over right in front of her. Giving her a perfect view of how his ass looked in the thong. While he slowly bent himself back up, his mind raced, wondering if that was too much, was that crossing a line? Or, did that get her hard? He didn't want her suffering with a hard-on when they went to lunch, it was his fault she even had the monster anyway. There was a rush of guilt, excitement, nervousness, and his own arousal of seeing her naked mixing in his mind. He decided to take a deep breath, and help her out, if she wanted it. "You can, you know, touch me, if you want. It'd just make me feel better about looking good in these. I don't have my dick anymore, obviously, so I'm not going to be pressuring you into anything. You can do whatever you want though, you don't have to hold back at all with me." You don't have to hold back, and he meant it, whether it was with words or actions, they only had each other and holding anything back would just lead to resentment and them arguing, he knew first hand. He realized just how embarrassing it'd be if he read her all wrong, and she wasn't aroused or turned on at all. It was a risk he wanted to take though, plus, he knew what watching someone bend over can do to you. He got closer to her, being in range to let her grab his ass or hips. If she said no however, he'd finish the fashion show as they intended.

"Thank you" Laura said embarrassed, acknowledging Will's compliments about her breasts. It was awkward and shameful, but not as much as she had expected, and it was clear that he liked the view so that was her gift for him. It was nice being appreciated like that, specially made her feel more feminine, a welcome sensation with what was going on with her groin. Laura could felt a warmth inside her, not just the inherent steamy nature of being on their underwear, but also the enveloping familiarity of being with her friend in her room. There was something safe in that, something natural and specially something that she didn't know she missed with their discussions until she got it back in the most unexpected way. Laura couldn't help but smile as her embarrassment faded, not even trying to hide her breasts as she was sitting down on the bed, her grin widening as Will eagerly claimed it was his turn.

The sight of a shirtless William was nothing new, and yet the image of seeing him with just white cotton panties and then nothing at all changed the perspective. Laura had looked at, or more exactly occasionally ogled at Will before, just for short moments of weakness from time to time that she wouldn't admit, but what she had in front of her was a totally different thing. Watching him bend over, selecting undergarments, trying them on as he snugly fit them in his body it wasn't just interesting, bizarre or unique. It was also somehow appropriate. Even if she never saw him naked before, Laura had plenty of chances of seeing him in just a swimsuit in the past, as did he, and even if one chose a demure model, wet and stuck swimsuits didn't leave much to the imagination. Somehow, seeing him look at his new body on the mirror, pose for her... it felt natural. Will's lean and athletic body was a smooth surface, his curves light and unpronounced, so for a moment Laura thought that her discrete pussy looked fitting on him.

The idea made her eyes widen, and soon Laura wanted to cast it out her mind, but it took root there and soon caused the mirror image of it start to form in her brain, as much as she didn't want it. She was the one with the perky breasts, luscious lips, ridiculous waist to hip ratio and a more than generous ass, so maybe it was fitting that Laura had that obscene thing between her legs? Laura took a sharp breath, feeling uncomfortable about thinking of Will and her like that, so she tried to focus on what was going on instead of the mostly unvisited depraved corners of her own mind. In front of her, so close that she could just reach out and grab it was Will's tight butt framed by a black lace thong she had picked herself. Laura's gulping sound was audible just before Will himself gave her permission to touch, permission to do what she wanted, even if Laura herself didn't know what she wanted to do.

"Let... let me see the front... how it fits..." Laura asked, her throat dry. Once Will turned, she reached around his narrow hips, both hands landing on his tight and strong ass cheeks, pulling him closer as she admired what the thong did for his figure. "You do look amaz-fuck!" Laura praised, but before she could even voice the whole sentence, her hands abandoned Will's form and she leaned back like she had seen a venomous snake, her breasts jiggling in the process before steading in their proud position. Will could see that Laura's blue eyes were no longer attached to him, but staring at the mighty bulge on her loose boxers, unable to even react to it.

William went from laughing and feeling like the hottest guy in the world to nervously staring at the huge bulge in Laura's boxers. How could emotions change so quickly? Feeling her hands grabbing at his ass and pulling him in, saying he looked amazing, it was like he was in a different dimension. He never imagined Laura doing anything like that, he also never imagined Laura having a cock. His cock at that, now having to deal with an erection that formed from watching him pose in lingerie. Wasn't everything supposed to be the other way around? Maybe it was better like this, he couldn't think of anyway where he'd convince Laura to run a 'fashion show' for him. The sheer inability to decide what to even do with Laura, and considering all the options he had, resulted in William letting out a bag of nervous laughter. Their problem was really juvenile, she had an erection and there was only one way to solve that kind of problem. In fact, before last night, William was solving that problem multiple times a day. "I guess my sex-drive came with my dick. Couldn't last a few minutes of me posing before popping one, hm?" William teased her, laughing a little once more, but the problem probably wasn't funny for her. He figured she knew what to do, but like him with his new parts, she probably felt anxious and nervous to even touch the thing.

William got on his knees in front of the bed, patting the space in front of him for her to come closer. When she did, William grabbed the band of her boxers, tugging them down enough to unleash her cock and balls from it. Seeing it pop out, it looked different from this perspective. Not that it just looked bigger when it wasn't on him, it looked more, appealing and intimidating. It was hard to explain it, it was the same bulbous fierce head, the same thick shaft, but it really fit Laura. She had the big butt, the nice boobs, the soft lips, having a massive, meaty cock just completed her look, rather than making her look strange. "Come on Laura, you look like you saw a bug crawling on you. It's simple and fun to deal with this, let me show you, you can say I'm an expert." His lips curling into a cocky smirk, his hand reaching out to grab at her shaft; "Put your hand on top of mine." Once she listened to him, he started rubbing up her shaft and towards her head, dragging the skin across her. He figured she probably knew how to jack herself off from porn, but actually doing it was another thing. With his pace starting off slow, and doing it for her, it gave her plenty of time to get comfortable performing the action and enjoy it.

He didn't keep the baby-pace forever though, pumping her cock in his hand faster as time went on, his hand gliding up and down her cock with relative ease. His eyes looking up at her the whole time, seeing her enjoying herself from his actions made him feel good. He felt oddly comfortable giving her a handjob, it'd be no different than fingering her, but this felt a lot more natural. He figured it was because it was his dick, and this was more just teaching her how to use it. Well, that was the excuse anyway. In that moment he remembered that he was supposed to be teaching her how to masturbate, not do it for her, so eventually when he saw pre-cum coming from her tip, he took his hand off and let her do it herself. Now with time to focus on himself, William realized he also had a growing problem. Feeling his thong starting to cling to his pussy and clit, even if he didn't know that's what it was yet, not being able to sit still for long; rubbing his thighs together.

He didn't want to think about what was going on, it just made him even more anxious and needy of something he wasn't sure of, like a scratch he couldn't itch. He decided he'd focus on her again, reaching up to play with her balls while she explored herself, rubbing them softly in his hands. However, the longer he watched Laura play with her thick cock, watched her breasts jiggle, heard her soft moans from being played with, it just made his problem worse and worse. He couldn't take it anymore, letting his free hand go down towards his crotch and rub his panties into him, squirming and letting out his own round of soft moans when he felt the fabric press into him. Fuck, that felt good, that was the scratch that he needed itched. He stood up, grabbing the thong and sliding it off, kicking it to the floor, he had an idea that could benefit both of them. The next thing he did was lay on her bed and spread his legs wide, feeling how wet he was. "Maybe you want to rub it on your, uhm, pussy? It is yours after all, I'm sure it feels better than your hand, I don't want to not let you use it and enjoy yourself." It was a dangerous path to go down, saying it was her pussy and she should be able to use it when she wanted. Something he might regret later, but he needed relief and he needed an excuse to feel that huge cock rubbing on him. He realized how weird that sounded in his head, but this was the reality now.

Laura had trouble reacting to the situation, as not only was that thing steel hard, but also she knew that the reason it was like that was Will's underwear posing. What did that mean for her? He was still a boy so Laura guessed she was still hetero, but what if it happened with her friends during a sleepover? She didn't mind being bisexual, pansexual or what have you, but it was a world unknown to the somewhat sheltered and terribly boring girl, at least until that morning. Laura obeyed Will's gestures and sat in front of him, but mostly unconsciously as her mind was still busy with the situation on her groin, not to mention that the arousal itself filled her with an excitation and embarrassment, making difficult to think clearly. Laura didn't know what Will was up to, as his words sounded distant, muffled, but as soon as he pulled down her boxers and forced her to face that erect monster she snapped back to her room.

"What are you- fuck-" Laura was surprised, uncomfortable with her nudity now, but as soon as Will grabbed her, she choked on her words, leaning back and supporting her weight with both arms, kicking her boxers out of the way and spreading her legs. Will had the hand in her cock, because that's what it was. A cock, a dick. Not a penis, a monster, a thing or any other educate word or euphemism she conjured to avoid giving it a sensual dimension, an erotic nature. Leaning forward to follow on Will's words, she put her hand in top of his, neither of them being able to completely encircle the girth of her dick. Will started to slowly move his hand while she followed, foreskin helping with the dry masturbation, and it took a couple strokes for Laura to be able to focus through those new sensations. Will was there on his knees, wearing a lacy black thong, jacking of her incredibly hard cock. Just the notion made it twitch and throb under their combined grasp.

"Ahh- fuck, slow please, let me... ungh-" Laura hissed and grunted, as Will hastened the pace she had trouble getting accustomed to that. It wasn't the same feeling than when she masturbated, but it was still pleasurable for sure. How she used to process her own pleasure was an intimate thing, a constant and stable flow of waves that seemed to roll over her body. The pleasure now wasn't more nor less, but its nature was completely different. Overt and exterior, the pleasure seemed focused on that part of her body like a laser, coming in unpredictable and shivering bursts. Soon the tip of her cock started to glisten, something that was more similar to what she was accustomed to at least, but as Will had left her to explore on her own, Laura's inspection of her now wet head sent maddening sensations to her brain.

With Will's hand making her suddenly aware of her neglected balls, Laura was feeling pulled in different directions. She felt embarrassed for that shared masturbatory show, but the fastest way of getting rid of her erection was to climax. She had also never done anything sexual with Will and now he wasn't just helping masturbating her, but Laura could see him reach into his thong as well. It didn't matter that she overheard some joke he made about his sex drive, no, she had to acknowledge her part on it. Cock or not, Laura was the one that not only tempted him to pose and rewarded him with her nudity, but also the one that got so excited that she freeze at first. She was causing that and felt guilty for it, but such a feeling was deafened under the roar of her passion.

As Will hopped in the bed with his toned legs spread and showing Laura how wet he was, she had trouble avoiding to imagine herself buried to the hilt in that body, grabbing his narrow hips, groping his muscular butt as she nailed him over and over. Barely managing to avoid it, Laura still climbed closer to Will, abandoning her cock and soon removing that thong from Will's body, both of them now in their naked glory. Crawling between his legs Laura's breasts bounced with every move, and soon she was kneeling next to his butt, thighs against thighs. Leaning a bit forward she tried to accommodate herself, but there was a sight that was incredible for her and probably scary for Will. With her cock resting against his pubic area, both of them could see an approximation of how fat that dick was, how deep it could reach.

Almost feverish, Laura rubbed the length of her cock against Will's slick pussy, coating it with his wetness, and without a moment of respite, she took hold of his legs, closed them together against her chest and left her cock trapped there. Surrounded by fit thighs and a moist pussy, Laura started to hump without any notion of rhythm or pace, just fucking that gap they made like a wild animal. Chasing a pleasure that was new and unknown to her, Laura was completely oblivious to how close to climaxing she was, and it wouldn't take much for her to cum and collapse exhausted and embarrassed, but that would be later as at the moment she was just thinking of the sensations that enveloped her cock, grunting and panting as her hungry blue eyes looked at Will's flushed face.

The feeling of that thick, meaty cock pressing up against his wet pussy had his face going red, and had moans pouring out of his mouth before he knew it. Feeling the hard shaft grind up against his clit with wreckless abandon, her dick aggressively fucking his thighs, he couldn't help but feel like he was being used. It was partly unromantic and off-putting, but also part insanely hot. Laura using him in the exact way that he had wanted to use her, something about it just turned him on, his hand reaching down to rub at the little nub that sent pleasure coursing through his body. With how massive it was, William was glad they weren't fucking, but at the same time, there was something gnawing at him to let that beast slip in. For it fill him up, and scratch that deep itch. For now, this would do though, the combined pleasure of his fingers toying with his clit, and her cock humping against him with little regard.

He could feel that she was getting close, and so was William. He wanted to talk dirty to her, the way they do in the porn he watched; "F-fuck, you feel so good baby. You going to come on me? Show me who I belong to, who that pussy belongs to?" His words often interrupted by a moan, or a soft squeal of pleasure. Eventually, like her, he could only last so long; his body body shock and shuddered hard beneath her, loud moans in bliss escaping his lips, and his pussy convulsing, trying to tighten around something. Waves of pleasure racking his body as his eyes rolled back in his head. She could feel this thick cock pulsing as she came as well. His body twitching down below her softly, his face entirely flushed red, his body feeling like it was on fire. He looked like he was in total bliss, an entirely satisfied smile on his face through the panting. "Fuck, that was good."

Coming down from his high, William sensed the embarrassment and nervousness in the air from each of them. Feeling her semen on him made him a little uncomfortable and he didn't want to get it on her bed; "I'm going to go clean up." standing up from the bed and walking into her connected bathroom, not bothering to shut the door behind him. Grabbing some toilet paper and wiping it off of him, he started wondering why either of them should feel this way. All their friends had already done more with each other, both of them wanted this, both of them enjoyed what they were doing. It annoyed him that he felt shameful for letting Laura use his pussy like that, that he felt embarrassed for talking dirty to her, but it didn't annoy him that he felt nervous. He was truly frightened over what kind of reaction Laura could have. He knew her and how sheltered and vanilla she'd been her whole life, this could discourage her from doing something like that again. In the end it was his fault; he caused the fight that gave her his dick, he got her hard by being over the top with the 'fashion-show', he started jacking her off, and he encouraged her to use his pussy.

When he was done wiping the sticky, warm substance off, he threw it in the toilet and flushed before re-entering the room, sitting down next to her. He decided he'd try to encourage her, to let her know everything she did was normal. He placed his hand on her thigh and lightly rubbed her soft skin, looking into her eyes, he spoke with a gentle tone. "I really like what we did, and I want to do it more. It made me feel really good, and uhm, well I want to make sure you're satisfied also. You know, when I had the dick I was really trying to push you into doing all kinds of things, handjobs, blowjobs, sex, 'cause it was hard living with it and not having someone to do that stuff with. It was really frustrating and it caused a lot of fights, and I don't want that to happen to you. I know how it is living with it, and if you're not going to be open like I was, it's just going to end up in a lot of uhm, resentment and stuff. Just, I wanted you to do it, I want more stuff like that to happen again because it feels good, and you don't have to be embarrassed, it's better letting it out than keeping it in like I did."

He took a deep breath, his cheeks feeling hot as he started saying this next part, the blush on his face visible; "I also feel, like, really close to you right now? Like your, uhm, your girlfriend, or something. I mean not your girlfriend, but, whatever. I just really like spending time with you, I have for years but especially now and I don't want those feelings getting in the way of us getting close. We both know how bad it gets, so, just be open like I was and I'll make sure we don't argue or fight or get mad over that." William didn't really know how to phrase the relationship, he certainly wasn't her boyfriend, he felt more like a girlfriend but was that even the right term? He was still a boy, just without the equipment, but labels obviously didn't matter. It was clear from his actions and words that he wanted to be exclusive to her. His words also rang true, showing just how frightened he was that she'd keep her sexual desires bottled in, and how it'd lead to another tear in the friendship that he desperately needed right now.

William was once just as kind and sheltered as Laura, without the growing influence in his pants they were just as close as they were now. However, their interests divulged when William started pressing for things she wasn't ready for. She saw first hand the transformation when he didn't get what he wanted, how that ruined what they had. William wanted to make sure that didn't happen again. It couldn't, even if he had to be more open than he would want to be. The hand on her thigh moving away as he finished speaking to her. He thought about lunch and them needing to get ready. In truth, he felt wonderful after that, and just wanted to lay in bed all day with her. "So, what now? Maybe we can shower together, and head for lunch? Or I can go home and shower, we can just chill out. I don't really mind, I just want to be around you." It was oddly strange how the roles had to reverse for William to get what he wanted, but he supposed having a pussy that got some action from Laura was better than having a dick that got none. He of course would prefer having the dick, and getting the action, but that wasn't an option - at least not yet.

Laura's lips only uttered gasps of pleasure, grunts of need, her embarrassment preventing her from loosening herself in that hasty encounter, her lust making her unable to stop. As Will shook and twitched in a way she had never seen but could somehow find familiar, Laura was caught unaware by her own newfound pleasure as she exploded. Hips locked as her fingers dug into Will's tense flesh until her knuckles paled, Laura's cock throbbed, firing rope after rope of cum along Will's body while fireworks exploded behind her eyes. With Will sprinkled with her semen from his collarbone to his navel where it pooled a bit, Laura panted for air, shocked by an orgasm that was nothing like the ones she had before. Those were like waves from the sea breaking on her over and over, each one dragging her deeper into the depths, but that one just the full force of the roaring ocean at once, leaving her castaway and alone in the shore.

There was a sensation of lingering relief, a pressure removed from her insides as her cock stopped dripping and slowly softened, but all of that paled towards the embarrassment and the guilt she felt for assaulting Will that way. Sure, he looked satisfied and said it was good, but the moment still weighted on Laura's shoulders. She had lost control and she never did that, everything she did was perfectly measured and thought over. She sat back on her own bed, letting Will go clean himself, still recovering from what she had done, the cock gone soft between her legs. Will soon came over, sitting next to her and even if he looked at her eyes while talking, Laura avoided looking at him head on, unable to face Will specially when he started to worry about her, to reassure her.

Will seemed to be all over her, enamored with the idea of being together, seemingly riding the received pleasure into new heights of intimacy, while Laura was empty and that void was getting filled with guilt. She needed a friend at the moment, but she had just fucked the closest one she ever met. Her silence forced Will to fill the room with his voice, insisting that it was fine, that he felt closer to her. He threw labels around like girlfriend, he wanted to make sure they didn't split once more, and all that after she had just used him to pleasure herself. After she had masturbated with him. Will offered options, showers, lunches, just chilling around, being as reassuring as clingy, although just thinking of him like that made Laura feel worse.

"Stop please" Laura begged, finally breaking the silence. "Give me a moment" she wanted to get things in control, but what was she going to do? It wasn't like she could act like that didn't happen, even if she could convince Will of not bringing the topic again. Laura's blue eyes finally managed to look at him, wet and about to cry. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." she mumbled, enveloping him in a hug, dragging him down on her bed. Laura sobbed quietly, her cries muffled by the bed and Will's shoulder, but that outburst of emotion didn't last long, as the relief it brought allowed Laura to come back to her more serious self. "Thank you for the kind words, for supporting me after I..." she whispered, sitting back on the bed, allowing Will some space. "That could have gone wrong, I could have hurt you. Maybe you were accustomed to it but for me it was something new" she said.

After a deep breath, the old Laura he knew started to appear again, a small smile on her face. "We are doing this in the completely wrong order. Yes, I'd like to be your girlfriend" she said, leaning in for a tender kiss. Her soft lips caressed Will's, their first kiss a moment full of tenderness, as she gently brushed with him. Without opening her mouth much and without indulging in a lewder kiss that included tongue, Laura just retreated, showing a wide blush on her face. "You always liked me, and I always liked you... I was just scared of the new you, I didn't bother understanding what you were going through as you didn't understand why I was going through" she sighed. "Despite what happened, I don't want to rush things, don't feel forced to... serve my needs just because what happened in the past, please. We both have to want it" she said, even if she deep down knew that Will was more than available and wanting, as it was part of his bold and adventurous character. Maybe she could learn something from that.

"We are sweaty as hell, lets take that shower" Laura nodded, getting up from the bed, offering a hand to Will so he would go with her. "No fooling around though, I promise" she added. "I also owe you a lunch at the Chinese restaurant..." she remembered, finally smiling wide.