Steve

You draw a name from the hat and look at it. Steve. 'What a huge douche,' you thought to yourself. But at least you were in control of his fate now. Maybe he will pick dare and you can get him back for some of that bullying in middle school.

"Steve," you announce, "Truth or Dare?"

Steve looks at you for a moment, visibly checking out your body. "Truth," he smiles at you, "what do you want to know about me, babe?"

The way he looked at you and smiled was both revolting and arousing at the same time. His handsome smile was so disarming. You couldn't help but remember all the horrible shit he put you through in the past, but now that you were in the body of a woman you could see why he got laid so easily. To him you were just some random new hot girl, and he was already at work pushing your buttons.

"Hmm..." You thought for a moment. This was your chance! You could ask him something really embarrassing. Something that would expose to all the girls here what kind of person he really was. You could ask him about all his bullying in middle school! But wait, he could just lie about that. Hmm. Perhaps you should butter him up a little first.

"Y..you seem like kind of a lady's man..." you stammer out. Steve just grinned and shrugged in his charming way. Kay and Sam giggled at each other. Fuck! Why did you say that? This wasn't going according to plan. "...but..." you continued. Ugh, think! What can you ask him that will be really embarrassing?

Suddenly a question occurred to you. A question you actually really wanted to know the answer to, "But... have you ever gotten anyone pregnant?"

Really, Blake? That's what you came up with? Why brain, why.

"Ohh, that's a really good question," Liz said, suddenly intrigued. A little too intrigued, you thought. She looked over at Steve, "Have you, Steve?"

Steve leaned back, his face turning just slightly red, you noticed. Somehow he could be both caught off guard and nonchalant at the same time. "Well, yeah, a few times actually," he admitted dryly.

"Really Steve," Simone interjected, "haven't you heard of condoms?"

"Of course," Steve replied, nonplussed, "if a girl wants me to wear a condom I wear one. If she doesn't then I don't."

"Hmm, makes sense," said Kay.

"Of course, if a girl lets me put it in raw, then she's getting filled," Steve continued, "whether she wants a baby or not it's up to her. So yeah I've gotten some girls pregnant."

There was something about Steve's assertiveness and casual attitude that was really turning you on. You realized your pussy was getting wetter and wetter with every word. It was disgusting to be turned on so much by Steve of all people, but at the same time you wondered what it would be like to get filled yourself.

Not by Steve of course. Ugh. That would be gross.

"You knocked up Jessica, didn't you?" asked Kay. Jessica was in your chemistry class. She was just starting to show, but you had no idea who the father was.

"Oh yeah," Steve chuckled and smiled, "that was a fun time."

You thought Jessica was pretty hot, and you had always wondered who had managed to bang her. Knowing it was Steve filled you with jealousy and rage, but at the same time you were aroused by the thought of her getting knocked up. This new body of yours was reacting in all sorts of strange and interesting ways. You remembered that it was a Breeder pill you took, and you thought about the side effects the pharmacist had mentioned. You were going to have to be careful tonight, now that there were boys around.

"Does that answer your question?" Steve asked, looking at you with a gaze that feels like he knows exactly what you're thinking.

"Yes," you answer meekly, handing him the hat.