Izzy

DJ made the easy choice. While being seen like this by Izzy was bad, going anywhere with Jason was only going to lead to more and more of an issue. Turning, he shrugged at Jason and took a step over towards Izzy. “I’m gonna go with Izzy. Seems dumb for you to have to walk me to math then run to make it on time to your next class.”

Jason’s face clouded over in anger briefly before clearing up enough to fake a smile. “Sure. No problem. I’ll see you at lunch though, right?”

Izzy grinned and stepped up to wind her arm through DJ’s. “Of course, she wouldn’t miss lunch with her boyfriend for the world, would you?” The giggle that followed made DJ roll his eyes and shake his head. His large gold hooped earrings banged off of his cheeks and neck as he moved his head about.

The pair of feminine forms turned and began to walk away before a smack landed squarely on DJ’s plump ass. The **** of the blow made his back arch and short breath came through his plump lips as he felt a surge of desire run through him. “Sounds good. Have fun girls.” With that, Jason walked away. The evil smirk on his face out of the girl’s eyeline grew larger as he pulled out his phone and began typing away.

“Fucking ow!” DJ winced and reached back to rub the sore spot. He could feel his heartbeat thudding in his chest as a small part of him wished that Jason would come back and do that again. Izzy only looked on with an odd expression before she began to lead DJ towards their class.

“Now you know how it feels. Although, I guess you weren’t nearly as strong as he is when you were into girls huh?” She laughed and went on before DJ could think up a response that didn’t make him sound worse than he already felt. “So, is this why you always tried to get me to dress up? Cause you secretly wished you had been dressing up? Cause I don’t believe for a second that this is your first time.”

DJ frowned and did his best to convince her otherwise. “Look, a few youtube tutorials, some practice in the shoes, it isn’t that hard.”

Izzy grinned and halted in her tracks pulling the feminized boy to her. “No, but you are.” Her hand reached out and slid along the super tight shorts, her small deft fingers sliding along the length of the bulge in them. “Like way hard.”

The blush that shot up DJ’s skin felt like it covered him from head to toe. His body radiated heat as his ex-girlfriend stood there stroking his hard cock through his sister’s clothes. Thankfully no one in the halls could see as the pair of girls stood close to each other. “Stop it.” He reached down and slapped at her hand only to have Izzy laugh and step away.

Without another word Izzy reached out and grabbed DJ’s wrist, pulling him along behind her. While DJ was sure he was stronger than the girl, he wasn’t certain enough of his footing in the tall footwear to try and stand his ground. That particular decision felt like the wrong choice as he realized where she was taking him.

The door to the girls bathroom burst open as the pair moved through it. “Anyone in here?” Izzy’s voice rang out and was met with silence. Finally letting go of DJ, Izzy reached out and yanked his purse off of his arm. Opening it up, she began to search through it.

“What are you looking for?” DJ spoke up, fear in his voice.

Within his mind a new voice popped up. ‘Ohh, this seems like a fun spot. What do you think she finds? Could be anything right? A plug? Condoms for getting you or Jason off? Ohh, a strapon?’