Jack and Ethan… have changed.

When you get to school the next day, you have a strong urge to find something to fuck yourself with. You jingle with a paperclip and eventually get a janitors closet open, and slip into the darkness and bump into someone.

(…WHOTHEFUCKISTHERE!) you immediately throw out a panicked punch, at shoulder level, which connects with someone’s face, you hear an oof and two soft bodies fall to the ground. After 30 seconds of fumbling you find the light switch, and look down.

It’s Ethan. And Jack. You notice something. They look soft. They’re now much shorter than you… and by the lack of pants… they are now cuntboys too.

“…p-please…” you hear them beg in unison. A smile erupts on your face.