Becky could immediately tell there was something odd about Danny. First of all, he appeared slightly taller than usual, and even somewhat bulkier... It seemed like his muscles had grown overnight! When he opened the door he was wearing a pair of shorts and a large hold t-shirt with a picture of Spiderman, a memory of a distant more innocent last for both of them, but Becky could clearly see that Danny's body was completely covered by a thin layer of sweat.
"Maybe he's just been exercising a lot in the past days and I had never noticed"
Anyways, she had far bigger problems to cope with. After her rage burst against her mother Becky had decided to come earlier to Danny's house to have more time to spend preparing for the inevitable confrontation with Luke. She was still scared about having to talk with him. She had been in love with him for most of their childhood, and peaking up the pieces of their broken friendship would be terribly difficult, and she needed Danny's advice before risking to hurt Luke.
-So... You've come early, uh?-
"Fuck she's hot. She's so hot "
Danny turned away from Becky as soon as she had took a seat on his sofa. He simply wasn't able to contain his lust. His erection seemed about to burst out of his pants, and Becky... Oh Becky! She had that sexy top which barely even covered her boobs, he was too tempted to just walk to her and remove it. It was a nightmare.
-Yeah. Are you hitting the gym Dann?-
Danny would have loved that semblance of regular small talk if only hearing about the gym didn't make him think about Anna and her blowjob. He nodded, taking a seat next to Becky but still almost a meter to the left.
-I really want to put on some muscles.-
-Looks like you're doing well.-
Becky smiled. Danny knew she didn't want to seem sexual, but her whole body screamed pure carnal pleasure. He too smiled, and immediately looked away.
-So, I was thinking... What could we do with Luke? Should I tell him about Zack, and Marck... I fear I could break his hearth -
-Well... He understands. It's not like you really wanted to fuck them. It's your body. -
Danny almost didn't realize how wrong that sounded. It was horribly messed up, with even clear borderline misogyny thrown into it. He immediately regretted it.
-Sorry, didn't mean to say that.-
He was **** to looks at Becky. She was angry. Hell, he was already screwing up. He was a disaster.
-I... Have been through a lot, Danny. It's complicated, ok? It is still my body, and my will, but it's like... Sharing it with something. And that something doesn't **** me to do things, but it seriously pushes me towards them. -
Danny stood silent. He didn't know what to say.
-I fear... I fear that deep down, I'm happy with this situation. That I would have done the things I do now with my old body if only I was able to. -
Danny watched helpless as his friend looked on the verge of crying. He felt useless, once more prey of his weaknesses.
-Today I had a fight with mom. She thinks I am a slut, Danny, she sees me like a bitch. I told her that this was my new self, but I don't want people to see me this way. -
Becky started to cry. Danny had enough, he stepped towards her and begun to hug Becky. He pulled her shoulders between his arms, pushing Becky's head on his chest.
-I don't want to be a slut, Danny.-
Danny could no longer resist. He kissed her, putting his lips on top of hers. He could taste her tears running down along her cheeks.
-It's alright Bex. I'm here.-
Becky was confused, too confused. But there was one thing her body had thought her: her sorrows could be drowned in lust.
"Maybe, just a bit of it won't do any harm"
-What are we doing, Dann?-
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