You were set back a bit at the sight of yourself in the mirror. You were caucasian again, but wow! Long, coal black hair, a spiked dog collar, your whole outfit screamed goth. Not to mention the black makeup and black polish on your nails! What was this about?
Before you could ask yourself anything else, two goth girls burst into the bathroom, “There you are Lynn! Let’s go! the guys are waiting and we will be late for the concert!”
You let them drag you along until you got to three guys. Since they went to their guys, your date was easy to pick out. You did not resist when he took your hand, and from the way he touched you in the car, you figured you were his girlfriend, so you determined to enjoy things while you could.
It was a long ride, and soon you were necking with the guy who’s name you had not even learned yet, but even when his hand was on your thighs, you did not stop him, but just enjoyed.
True to whatever was causing your changes, you seemed to enjoy the music at the concert, even though as a man, which seemed like an eternity ago, you hated anything goth! From the others talking to him, you learned that your boyfriend’s name was Cal. You really liked him and began to hope that, whatever happened, it would wait until you had a chance to make love to Cal at least once!
That idea when out the window when you went alone to get a drink. As you passed a stand, someone grabbed you from behind, covering your mouth! You were drug out into the parking lot, and thee huge guys easily lifted you into the back of a pickup truck. It was three redneck boys.
The leader pushed you onto your back. “See guys?” As he squeezed your breasts, “These freaks have real parts!” You were infuriated by the freaks comment, but too terrified at what you knew was coming to complain.
Before they had done more than open your top and expose your breasts, a new voice said, “Craig, I warned you to leave them alone. Especially Lynn. Let her go and we won’t have a problem.”
It was another redneck guy, and somehow you knew his name was Mike. Two of the guys backed away, but not Craig, “Look at her Mike! She ain’t good for nothing but a good lay! And barely that!”
Mike was not slowed down. He looked at the other two, who seemed to fear him, “I don’t have a gripe with you boys. This is between me and him. Why don’t you take a walk?”” To your surprise, they left!
Soon the two guys were fighting. Mike took is share of hits, but he won. He opened the tailgate of the truck and offered you his hand. “Come on Lynn. I will take you back to your friends.”
You smiled up at him, “Thank you Mike, but can we go somewhere private?” You really enjoyed making love to Mike in the cab of his pickup truck that night! When you were done, you realized that you could not remember what it was like to be male anymore, and you didn’t care!
When it was all over, you walked through the parking lot to go back to your friends, anticipating having sex with Cal! You almost screamed when you felt yourself changing!
You stopped and looked at your reflection in window of a car. This time you saw…
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