Danny walked home with a huge grin on his face after another week at school. Thanks to his sister Kat, things had been changed dramatically. Those extra “special gifts” she had promised him had made him the king of the school. He was taller, faster and stronger than all of the guys on the football team. Even though he was still in his sophomore year, he was receiving offers from colleges begging him to consider an athletics scholarship. He went from barely scraping by with a C average to straight A’s due to an increase in intelligence except in one subject. English Literature. His super-cock now made him irresistible to women. Every time he walked the halls of the school there would be stares and whispers by nearly every girl he passed. AND a few of the younger teachers as well. He used this new found prowess to begin dating and having sex with two senior girls. On his left arm was Tiffany, a 6 foot 1 inch tall platinum blonde wet dream who was the co-captain of the cheerleading squad and an aspiring teen bodybuilder. And on his right was Meredith, president of the science and French club and the captain of the chess team. She was not your stereotypical nerd thanks to some tweaking from Kat. She was 5 feet 11 inches tall and built like a porn star. Her tiny skirt was capable of covering her big, 44 inch ass. The plain white blouse she was wearing was much too small to be buttoned up over her 65 FFF cup tits. And 2 weeks after meeting Danny she had the words “Personal Property of Daniel Stevens” with an arrow pointing down tattooed on her flat hard stomach. Soon Danny arrived at his doorstep.
“Thanks for carrying my books home Tiffany.”
“It’s the least I can do baby.”
“See you girls later,” Danny said as he lifted up both girls in his arms. He and Tiffany’s tongues wrestled briefly as he kissed her goodbye. As Danny lifted her, the rest of the buttons on Meredith’s blouse popped open exposing her volleyball sized breasts. She giggled as Danny sucked her long, fat nipple. He put them down and began digging in his pocket for his key. As he inserted it in the lock he saw both girls still standing there with sad looks on their faces.
“Something wrong?”
“Who are you taking out tonight?”
“It’s my turn Tiffany! He slept with you last weekend!”
“It was my birthday last weekend!”
“So what? It still counts!!”
“Girls, girls!! There’s no need to fight! How about -?”
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