Chapter 8: An Aggressive Whore

The button reverberated so loud it echoed in the empty hallway.

Brad stumbled backwards, suddenly in pain. Andrew stared, eyes wide, as Brad coughed and wheezed. He knew these changes wouldn't happen quickly since very little of Brad was going to remain. Andrew could hardly watch. Brad rolled around on the floor, clutching at his limbs as they shrunk, a process which appeared to be excessively painful. He already a foot shorter, his clothes swimming on his new figure.

"What..." he managed to croak, his last word before his voice suddenly rose several octaves.

"... is happening?" a new feminine voice finished while he looked around wildly.

Long red hair sprouted from Brad's head, framing his face that was melting before Andrew's eyes. A woman's face gradually appeared, wincing just as Brad had been. Her hands clutched at her chest as it expanded, a large set of breasts bulging beneath the giant letterman jacket that no longer fit.

"Geez..." Andrew said, the transformation complete.

"Brad" sat up lazily, as if she had just sat up.

"Where... am I?" she asked, looking up at Andrew.

She was really very pretty. Andrew was surprised at how well the transformation had gone, and how incredibly hot Brad had turned out, with lips that were plump and soft and her eyes piercing into his soul.

Andrew couldn't call her "Brad" anymore. He quickly decided on "Bailey."

Bailey stood, eyes blinking, adjusting to new surroundings.

"Hey Bailey," Andrew said, cementing her name in Bailey's new mind.

"Hey," she replied, smirking. "Glad you're here."

Bailey's voice dripped sexuality. She lowered her eyes at Andrew, batting her long eyelashes.

Bailey jumped up and Andrew stumbled back into the wall, just as he had before Bailey's gender transformation. Though she didn't physically dominate Andrew any more, she was still in control. Her huge breasts pushed between herself and Andrew. She slipped her jacket off, her plain t-shirt barely containing her tits.

She pushed her lips against Andrew and shoved her wet tongue inside his mouth. She teased his tongue while her lips melted against his. Andrew struggled to match the fury of her lips and tongue but she was able to draw his tongue out and into her own mouth. She sucked on it, head bobbing back and forth aggressively. Andrew grabbed her wide ass, cock bulging with heat between his legs. He didn't have a choice but to try and return her kiss.

Bailey pulled down Andrew's pants and worked his cock out. She giggled and stroked him, tongue in his mouth, until he was raging hard. She pulled him down the hall by his cock toward a bathroom. Andrew tumbled after her, eyes wide. Bailey was losing clothes shamelessly and was completely naked when she pulled him into the bathroom. A couple students were already there, chatting idly.

"Get fucking lost," Bailey shouted so loud they couldn't help but obey.

Bailey pulled Andrew to the ground and mounted him in one expert motion. Andrew gasped as his cock slipped easily into Bailey's neatly shaved pussy. She rode him hard, mouth open, grinding her hips on top of him. She fucked herself on his cock right on the bathroom floor, tits bouncing. Her hair spilled over her shoulders and she braced her hands on Andrew's chest while she fucked him.

Andrew twitched underneath Bailey, cock buried deep in her tight, wet pussy. The silky folds enveloped him while she bounced wildly.

"Yeah, baby, you like my wet pussy?"

Bailey leaned down, hips grinding hard, and shoved her tits in Andrew's face. Andrew suckled greedily on her thick, stiff nipples. His cock throbbed inside Bailey and his hips couldn't help but flex upwards while she grinded her hips against his.

"I'm gonna make you cum in me, baby!" she shouted, "Cum deep inside me!"

Andrew's hips trembled beneath Bailey and he lost control. His cock throbbed and exploded inside Bailey. She shoved her tits aside and slid her tongue back into Andrew's mouth as he came and soaked her greedy cunt. She came, too, pushed over the edge by his cum. Her pussy quaked around Andrew, flooding with fluids, and the teens moaned together in mutual orgasm on the floor of the bathroom.

"Oh fuck," Andrew said from beneath Bailey.

"You liked that, didn't you?" she said arrogantly, wiggling her ass over Andrew, still not relinquishing his dick. "That was a nice, thick load."

Bailey didn't let Andrew up for a few minutes, riding him slowly and forcing her nipples into his mouth. Andrew didn't complain, but every minute that passed seemed to bring discovery, and eventually he had to push her off of him.

Andrew dressed and quickly left. As the door to the bathroom closed he grinned and pressed the button to return Brad to his normal form. The button echoed loud again and he heard scrambling and shaking from the other side of the door. Brad was probably not waking up in a good mood, so Andrew hustled away, but without even any regrets.