Jason's got an idea about those

DJ winced as the pair of sissies minced across the school. His cock was achingly hard as he watched Jason in front of him. The deep kiss the pair had shared in front of their teacher was still on his mind as he watched the tight skirt sway back and forth on his best friend’s ass. He wanted to tear his gaze away from the plump denim covered cheeks, but found that any attempt to do so was doomed to fail.

DJ’s mind was so preoccupied with trying to figure out how to get even with Jason in the contest that neither of them wanted to take part in, that he almost failed to notice that Jason had come to a stop as he stared at the pair of doors in front of them. Finally able to tear his gaze away from his best friend, he looked up and sighed loudly himself.

“Gym. Fuck.” DJ looked at the doors, each with the silhouette of the corresponding gender displayed prominently on them. Looking down at the way he was dressed, the feminized sissy knew that ending up in the men’s room would be significantly worse than if he was somehow allowed to change in the women’s. A smile grew on DJ’s face as he thought over the rules of the game.

The bell sounded and announced the end of the period. Students began to flood the halls. The boys became the center of attention as they stood side by side in the halls, their slutty outfits and obvious erections pointed out to friends and other students by those nearby. Whispered conversations spread around the room, all of them about the pair of teens.

A sudden compulsion gripped DJ’s mind as he thought back to the kiss they had shared in front of Miss Templeton. Turning to Jason, he reached up and caressed the side of the boy’s made up face before leaning in and planting his painted lips on the other boy’s. A girl’s voice echoed across the room in a yell of “OH MY GOD!”, while a number of other gasps and laughs sounded out among the crowd.

The boy’s kiss was deep and filled with their tongues as they both leaned into the makeout session. They were both panting and leaking into their panties by the time the pair was able to extricate themselves from the embrace. DJ’s voice was low as he looked into Jason’s heavily made up eyes. “I didn’t do that…”

PK’s voice rang out in both of their minds clearly. ‘Of course you didn’t, you were just copying the slutty thing that Jason did earlier. He made out with you in front of an audience, so you had to copy that and do the same at the first chance you got. See, that’s how the game works!’

Jason was stunned into silence as the sounds of the crowd of onlookers bombarded him. Humiliation brought spots of red to his already blush covered cheeks as he stared at the ground and wished he was anywhere else. The worst part was that he could feel the cock in his tight panties straining even harder than before. This was the most turned on he had ever been, and it was from DJ’s slick tongue sliding up against his own while they stood in front of the whole school dressed like a pair of sluts.

DJ quivered with rage and his own feelings of pent up lust as he took long deep breaths. His ample bosom heaved as he tried to control himself. It appeared that participating in the kiss wasn’t enough, he needed to initiate it himself for the action to count. As his breathing calmed, the need to catch up in their game became even more of an imperative within his mind. Seeing that Jason stood frozen in place, DJ nodded to himself once before speaking up. “Well babe, thanks for the kiss. I’m gonna go get changed.”

Turning from Jason on his tall stiletto heels, DJ headed directly for the men’s changing room. “Time to go show off for the boys!” He called out loud enough for everyone that was still packed into the hallway to overhear.

Jason looked up in shock as DJ disappeared into the Men’s changing room, his plump ass visible until the door closed behind it. Looking around, he saw even more laughter and pointing being directed at him as he stood there. The situation made it impossible for the boy to realize what was going on until he suddenly began to walk towards the door himself. He struggled to clamp his teeth together to keep from speaking, but it was to no avail. His voice sounded masculine to his own ears as he spoke out as well. “Ohh yes, wait for me. I want to show off too!”

Disappearing into the locker room himself, he could hear PK in his mind. ‘Ouch, that's gotta sting. He caught you sleeping. All tied up!’

Jason grumbled as he walked in to see DJ staring into this locker. Angered at DJ for forcing him into the situation as well as constantly trying to one up him, an idea came to Jason. If DJ wanted to show off, well he would make sure they would. In his own mind he asked PK a question, an evil smile appearing on his face.

‘Oh, nice. Sounds fair. Let’s see how it works out.’ The giggle that followed showed that perhaps Jason should have thought his idea through a bit better.

DJ’s voice was a low growl of frustration as he turned to Jason. “What the fuck did you just do?” Hanging from each hand, DJ held up a tiny article of clothing. In his right hand hung a pair of miniscule workout shorts, and in the other a white crop top that looked like it wouldn’t fit either of their large chests.

PK’s voice popped up in each of their heads. ‘2 to 1, unless you can think of a new trick DJ?’

The responding grimace from DJ showed that he had reached the limits of his current creativity as he turned and began to peel off his clothes to change into the tiny pieces of clothing.

Jason found himself stepping up to his own locker and finding a matching pair as well. Searching through the locker, he let out a sigh of disappointment. DJ turned and looked at him angrily as he heard the sound. “What, couldn’t get anything smaller?”

Jason’s voice was quiet as he pointed out the obvious to his angry friend. “No new shoes…”

The pair were silent as they got changed. Surprisingly they were left alone in the locker room, most of the other boys having changed quickly and left already.

As they slipped back into their tall white heels, they looked each other up and down. They looked like a pair of slutty sissy workout girls, and they could feel it turning both of them on. Then a voice broke through.

“Jason! DJ! Get your slutty asses out here!” The voice of their coach rang through the room and the pair began to move as quickly as their tiny tops, short tight shorts, and platform heels would allow. Stepping out of the room, they saw the coach waiting, his eyes scanning over them and shaking his head at their appearance. “I had a chat with Miss Templeton earlier. She told me what I could expect, but this…” He motioned to the pair and sighed. “Is way more than I was expecting.” The dark skinned man shrugged before going on. “But if it was what you two sissies want, then who am I to get in your way? Go line up, we are going to do stretching exercises.”

The pair of boys trotted off, towards the lines of teens. They could see two distinct groups forming up. Pausing, unsure of where to go, they heard the coach’s voice address the entire class.

“Pair up and get started stretching.”

‘Ohh, sounds like fun. Let’s see who you two get to pair up with?’