Taking advantage of the Freeuse

You stroll in slowly, taking in the sights. To your surprise, the world you had been dropped into wasn't entirely a new one- JC just seemed to have made modifications to the world you yourself knew, as you recognized many people you knew, and even the school looked the exact same.

However, there were still marginal differences. For one, all the girls were... scantily dressed, to say the least. As observed before on the bus, every girl was clothed to the minimum, just wearing enough to cover their private bits- in some cases, not even as you spotted many girls freuqently readjusting their minsicules tops that looked like über-tight tube tops that slipped below their areolas, or miniskirts that were so short they showed pussy hair.

You also took note of the distinct smell of sweat and sex that permeated through the air, compared to the usual musty school smell of paper and trash. You noted how back in your 'old world' couples kissing against lockers was considered 'icky' but you had already passed three girls giving head, including one girl who was getting two dicks shoved into her mouth and even a guy railing a girl against the lockers, the girl moaning blue ****.

"Yo! John!" A voice called out. You looked around to see a boy rushing towards you- it was Tom, your best friend, even in the 'other world'.

"Hey dude." You answered, walking to your locker, Tom falling in stride with you.

"Apparently Leah is dating Brock." Tom said, warily staring at you. Your brows furrowed. Apparently history carried over into this world too. Leah was your ex-girlfriend. You truly loved her, and were going strong for about a year until at a party you found her in a room, getting gangbanged by five guys from another school.

"Whatever man. I'm over her." You answered gruffly, opening your locker and trying to ignore the frantic moans of a the girl pressed up against the locker next to yours, a random boy's cock pistoning in and our of her asshole.

"Y'know who you're not over though..." Tom muttered slyly, nodding his head towards someone. You looked there and your heart skipped a beat. Grace Young. The most beautiful girl in school. To be honest, you'd been crushing on her since middle school. While it had died down, especially since you could never work up the courage to talk to her (also, you got a girlfriend) it had never really gone away and ever since breaking up with Leah, the crush had come back, stronger than ever.

"God you boys are so obvious it almost upsets me." A voice from behind you calls. You two whirl around to see a brown girl, about your height leaning casually against the lockers. Her uniform was one of the more... modest ones, a crop top that held her deceivingly large boobs in place, with a jacket to cover her shoulders and short shorts that didn't show off her panties.

Priya, one of your oldest friends. Tom snorted.

"You're just jealous that John isn't crushing on you." Tom snickered. Priya turned her alluring, caramel eyes to you, a plyful glint in them.

"Of course I am. I'm a much better fuck, and besides, who doesn't want this hunk?" She asked, playfully running a finger down your arm. You blushed. This was an issue in the old world too- after an unbearable amount of shipping since the middle school days, both you and Priya agreed that you guys could never see each other as anything but friends. But despite all this, she'd taken every opportunity to brazenly flirt with you. She claimed it was for her amusement, but you feared her actions were stirring something up within you.

"Aw look he's blushing!" Priya giggled. You looked away bashfully.

"Tsk... come here." She purred, before pulling your face in for a kiss. You froze, your brain short circuiting for a moment before a wanton moan from the girl next to you reminded you of where you were- right, kissing must be commonplace.

She leaned into this kiss, feeling your tongue mingle with hers, the taste of her cherry lip gloss hot against your tongue. You allowed yourself to be bold, bringing a hand down to cup her chocolatey asscheeks, giving it a firm squeeze.

Priya pulled of you with a lidded smile, a stray string of saliva connecting your lips to hers.

"Aw c'mon! Why don't I get kisses like that from you!" Tom complained.

"Oh, don't pout you've got me!" Another voice called out from behind them. You looked to see the fourth and final friend in the group- Jesse. Jesse was a stereotypical tomboy. She had her hair cut short, always wore backwards baseball caps and sports jerseys. She was a nationally ranked basketball player. Her penchance for baggy clothes really was unfortunate, considering she probably had the biggest rack you'd ever seen.

Even here her attire hadn't changed... only shrunk, as her jersey looked to be child-sized, bunching up below her tits and exposing her midriff, and her shorts were practically two-dimensional, exposing her intimidatingly muscular calves.

She grabbed Tom by the scruff of his neck, pinning him to the lockers. It was quite funny to see, as Tom was small enough to quite literally fit inside Jesse, and it wasn't even like Tom was that small- Jesse was just that much taller and muscular.

Tom barely had time to squeak in shock before Jesse slammed her mouth against his, her tongue fucking his mouth,

"Geez they're really going at it." Priya muttered, as the two of you watched with macabre curiosity as Jesse brought her hands down below Tom's ass, lifting him up so he could wrap his legs around her submissively.

"Yeah... y'know, it's getting me quite excited." You said, shooting a look at Priya. The desi girl rolled her eyes before dropping to her knees and pulling your pants down.

"You fucking horndog." You she giggled, before purring appreciatively at the sight of your fully hard cock. Your heartbeat quickened. This was a sight you had only ever dreamed of seeing.

You groaned as Priya dragged her tongue down your cock, before she suddenly pulled off with a frown.

"What's wrong?" You ask worriedly.

"Tastes weird." She murmured to herself, smacking her lips. "Emma Barns?" She asked. You frowned, before remembering your escapdes just fifteen minutes earlier, on the bus.

"What? Oh right, yeah... exactly? Wait, how'd you know that?" You asked, an image of Priya on her knees, her lithe tongue going in and out of Emma's wet snatch entered your mind, making your cock harder.

"Because I'm a fucking genius." Priya purred before wrapping her lips around your cock. You groaned as she enveloped your cockhead, lightly sucking on it. You turned to the side to see the same happening for Tom and Jesse... except Tom was on his knees?

You looked in shock to see that Tom was indeed on his knees, his mouth wrapped around... Jesse's cock? Since when did she have that?

It was interesting. You recalled a conversation with Jesse a long time ago... back in your universe. She'd always been a bit of a tomboy, but had privately confided into the group of distinct feelings of gender dysphoria. Everyone was extremely supportive of her, but she hadn't brought it up since. Interesting to see how JC acted upon it.

"What, you want some of this dick too?" Jesse drawled, catching you looking. You blushed, averting your eyes back to Priya who was skillfully moving herself down your cock, he warm passage pleasuring your cock.

"Mmm... just like that!" You purred as Priya edged her head down lower, keeping her wide eyes firmly on you. She began to bob her head, sloppy sounds echoiing throughout the hallway as people walked past the two of you, barely taking notice. You ran your hands through her voluminous black hair as she sucked, easing your precum out.

"Shit, Priya... I'm gonna cum!" You moaned. Priya nodded, before bobbing her head with more vigour up and down your cock, coaxing your semen out. You groaned as she pulled off, before she began to jack you off, keeping her mouth open below you. With a buck of your hips you shot your cum out, thick white ropes that splattered onto her mouth and face.

She kept her hand on your cock as you came, gallons of your spunk shooting out until her brown face was completely covered in white.

"Fuck that was so good!" You groaned as you finished. Priya smirked as she collected your cum on her fingers before eagerly sucking them down. She gave your cock one last kiss, removing the last of your own cum before standing up and turning to leave.

"Wait! No... no more?" You asked. Priya looked at you strangely.

"Believe me, John I would love too... but but Calc. class starts in five and if I fail well... you won't even have a handjob to remember me by!" She called out beforeshe was swallowed by the crowd. You stood there for a moment, your pants still down and your cock hanging limply out. Next to you, Jesse was shooting out ropes of her cum deep into Tom's throat, brutally facefucking him.

"FUCK YEAH!" She yelled as she dumped the last of her load out. Tom woozily stood up, violently exercising his throat to make sure all of her cum had been swallowed before he opened it proudly. Jesse gripped his chin, peering down his throat before smiling.

"Good boy." She purred, before sauntering off. You looked at Tom, but he only shrugged.

"Shall we get to History?" He asked. You nodded dumbly before following him, the sounds of sex still echoing in your ear.