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Instinct, rational, fear and morality had been at war in Eric for most of the time since he'd changed. The instincts that seemed to come with this new body and it's overload of testosterone and adrenaline so often pushed him towards base responses to stimuli and his emotions towards extremes. Rational had been the logic he'd applied in life and it had led to his scholastic success even if it hadn't made him popular with his peers. Fear had been a raw survival instinct that had become acutely developed as a survival instinct in him, **** to protect him from anything that could lead to him getting hurt. Morality was something, powerless as he'd always been before the change he'd striven to uphold because he'd wanted the world to be a good place and that only happened if the people in it held themselves to principles and ideals in the face of easy rewards.

Here and now, that war was practically nuclear as Jessica approached him, her dreamlike expression etched on her face and her hands reaching for the waist of his pants. All of his instincts screamed to grab her, to shove his tongue down her throat while groping every inch of her, to stuff her with his cock and pound her senseless. Rational warned him that he couldn't because there were people who would hear it and he'd be in so much trouble. Fear was Screaming because of how foreign and out of his depth he was in this situation. Morality was trying to desperately point out that Jessica had been so scared and **** about losing her virginity, of degenerating into a slut and how these things mattered because of how much she loved Paul. An impasse was there in his brain and so Eric found himself paralyzed looking into the Cheerleaders eyes even as she unbuttoned his pants and revealed his junk.

Unconsciously, both peered down and looked at his dick as despite the turmoil he was in had managed to maintain a state of half hardness... and the realization that at some point he had-

"Did... Did you come just from eating me out?"

Fear suddenly became more dominant in Eric as the implication that he'd screwed up welled in his head. What guy got off just from eating a girl out?! that wasn't normal, it wasn't manly or Chad or -run. Just get out of here don't think just get out of here and Jessica won't tell anyone she...

When he tried to turn to leave though, Eric suddenly found that there was a resistance; Jessica was still holding onto his pants, still staring at the mess in his underwear and his dick which still ~despite the sudden burst of fear~ had refused to deflate.

"No" she said, the same way she might have turned down an offer of a refill for her coffee at a restaurant and to Eric's utter shock he saw her sink down into a Slav squat, her face so close to his crotch he could feel her breath on his skin. "I said we'd help each other and I do what I say I'm going to do."

Shock went through Eric as he suddenly watched the Brunette's mouth open and for a brief moment he panicked as he saw her teeth had changed to resemble something halfway between a bear trap and a shark, but fear turned to curiosity as he saw Jessica's tongue extend from her mouth; whereas his had become broader to match the big square jaw that widened his maw, hers had become longer and thinner; it almost reminded him of something halfway between a snake and an anteater. Reaching out, the flexible organ slid across the front of his briefs, seizing bits of spunk that had pooled against the fabric but hadn't yet had a chance to fully soak into it, and once satisfied she'd found all of it, the tongue, (forked as it was) suddenly moved onto his balls where with a hiss at the pleasure of this new sensation..

She seemed to be exploring his sac, the delicate forks running over every bump, fold and vein while further back from those tips Eric realized that it was strong enough and apparently articulate enough that she could move his nuts around and pull his spent jizz off of the skin. All of this stimulation was enough to get his rod to first tremble and then engorge at the stimuli of having his balls washed and in short order Eric found that he was at full mast. He hadn't mentioned it before to Jessica (there hadn't been anyway to do that without coming across as a creep), but he had gotten bigger down there; whereas before he'd been... _average _at 5" 1/2 inches the change had added another 3 inches to his length and a fair bit thicker.

Apparently done with balls, Eric watched as Jessica withdrew the dexterous organ for a moment before snaking it around his rod and pulling it into her open mouth. Immediately, his mind took in the combination of sensations; the heat of her mouth, the way her tongue seemed to gripping, exploring and finding every sensitive spot he had, her lips being both soft and silky while also forming a tight seal around his shaft and even those teeth that had worried him moments before began teasing him here and there with the barest hint and reminder that they were there.

Given enough time, She'd probably get him off like this, a mere inch and a half in her mouth and no experience with anyone else handling his rod but with all of these sensations parading around the end of his dick he couldn't imagine anyone being able to deride him if they knew how good all of this felt. But the demonic cheerleader had other ideas as she suddenly began bobbing her head on his dick, taking more and more of him into her mouth as she began moving up and down the shaft, still keeping the combination of teeth, tongue and lips going in the same fluid motion as his throbbing meat began moving to the back of her maw. The rational part of Eric's brain tried to mumble something about anatomy; he was too girthy to go any further as he realized he was coming up on the back of her throat. There was no way that she'd be able to take more then the 4 inches... and then with the barest hesitation Jessica's next bob pulled his plum sized head into her hot, tight throat.

Eric reached up to grab the bleachers frame as the new sensation was stacked on top of the others and his knees almost buckled; virtually anyone else in his situation would have came at this point but some combination of his previous orgasm, shock at the nature of the situation and maybe some hitherto unknown characteristic of his physiology all conspired to keep him going, and for her part the cheerleader didn't seem to be having any problem swallowing more and more of him into the inferno that was his throat, taking him all the way to the point where her nose was buried in his pubes and almost touching his waist. Time seemed to stand still as she squatted with her mouth and throat full of him before the young man felt one of her hands reach around and grip an ass cheek, pulling herself back until she'd almost fully released him and then pulled herself back to the base.

Eric had seen porn in the past of BJ's, ones where he actress had come across as enthusiastic or where the actor had been aggressive and "throat fucked" his partner... but never had he seen a girl throat fucking _herself _with no gag reflex and the fact that it was the most popular girl in school doing it with him caused something inside of his brain to snap as she was now picking up speed an intensity. Reaching out with his free hand, he grabbed one of her horns and began pulling in time with her motions, a low growl emitting from his throat while moans of pleasure vibrated through his dick while it was in the oven that was her throat.

Hissing like a steam engine, Engine, the combination of sensations and sudden burst of assertiveness pushed him over the edge; shot after shot erupted from him seemingly from every muscle fiber in his being (to the point where he probably would have collapsed if not for his grip on the bleachers), long and thick (to the point where it almost felt chunky for gods sake) in a way that would never have been possible before he changed. And through it all, Jessica's rhythm continued to go at the same pace but also seemed to time itself so that fresh loads sprayed into her mouth as opposed to just straight down her throat and despite how much he came not a single drop spilled from her lips.

Eventually his orgasm tapered off and his cock began to soften and after a few more movements of her lips and tongue to seemingly pull the last drops of his seed out of him Jessica let him slip free from her mouth.