Date: Sun, 05 Oct 2003 19:05:26 -0400
From: john smith <danrafe3@hotmail.com>
Subject: Ring of Friends

"Don't buy that, man.  It looks gay." Dave tried to knock the heavy ring
out of my hand but I held on, shoving him away.

"No it doesn't, it's got a naked chick on it.  And fuck off, anyway, it's
my money." I paid the stall holder and pocketed the ring.

"Whatever, man," Dave said, punching my arm.  "Let's go, the others are way
ahead."  We hurried on.

It wasn't until after we had all gotten back to my place that I remembered
the ring.  While the others fucked around, throwing things and acting like
dicks I pulled it out to have a look.  The dull metal was very heavy, and
looked like gold (but since I bought it for $20 I doubt it).  The flat top
was engraved with a hugely voluptuous naked chick, with the measurements
that only Barbie could have hoped to match.  The whole thing was covered
with some kind of tarnish (another clue it wasn't gold), and I spent five
minutes scrubbing it with a towel before slipping it on.

"C'mon Brad, the video's on!" Jake had found a stall selling porno's at the
market, and had bought a bagful.  I hurried in to grab a seat.

The movie was a cheaply made lez flick, two older and overweight fake
blondes getting it on.  Still, it was sex, and when you're 18 that's all
that counts.  Soon everyone was sporting wood, Jake and Sam rubbing theirs
pretty openly.  I let my eyes kind of glaze, the tinny gasps of fake
passion filling my ears.  Instead of the sluts on screen I started to
picture Marissa Kelly, the hottest damn girl in our class.  Dirty blonde
hair, wide hips, sweet ass, killer tits...I could picture her clear as day,
the brown blob of Jake's head wavering in the unfocused distance...

"What the fuck!?" The shrill squeal didn't sound like a guy.  I woke up and
looked.  Right in front of me, instead of the familiar lean scruffiness of
Jake, sat the trim and pretty form of Marissa Kelly.  What the fuck?

"What happened? WHAT HAPPENED TO ME?" She started to flip out, twisting
around in panic, her little hands darting all over, grabbing her body,
still dressed in the clothes he had worn.

"Jake," I whispered.  "Is that you?"

"No, it's fucking Madonna, you dumb fuck!" Her tanned face, so beautiful in
the light streaming through the history room windows, was now crumpled up
in panic, tears welling in her clear blue eyes.

"But I was dreaming about Marissa!" All the guys, and Jake, froze, staring
at me.  "I mean, I was thinking about her, and you were in front of me,
and..." I faltered, speechless.

"Are you saying you turned Jake into...that?" Sam asked, drawing out each
word.  I nodded dumbly.

"Awesome!" Both Jake and I jumped, staring as Sam and Dave high-fived each
other, almost wiggling in excitement.

"What do you mean, awesome," Jake asked, almost hissing in anger.

"Well look at you!  You're fucking hot!" Sam's crotch seconded that
opinion, standing tall.

"I'm a fucking GIRL you dumb ass fucking shit!" Jake sprang up and smacked
him, a ringing roundhouse palm right across the check.  Sam fell back,
still laughing, and tripped the raging Jake, catching her in his arms.  He
pinned the smaller body easily and rolled on top, groin pressed against her
perfect mouth.  She struggled, trying to get a hand free to claw at his
face.  I grabbed Sam from behind and flung him back to sprawl on the floor.

"Get off you stupid dick!  He's Jake, not some fucking whore!" I towered
over Sam, cringing at my feet.

"Sorry dude, sorry!" I glared down for a second, then turned and helped
Jake up onto the couch.  She wrapped her arms around herself, trembling.

"Change me back, Brad.  Please." Her voice was a weak quaver.

"I'll try.  I will." I shot one last glare at Sam, sitting up rubbing his
elbow, then turned to look down at Jake.  I tried to concentrate, imagining
his body, his features and voice.  Getting it clear in my head I looked
straight into her eyes.  The clear blue, bright with unshed tears, darkened
and turned brown.  Her soft cheeks grew leaner, Jake's fuzzy stubble
growing back.  I raised my gaze as his body grew taller, filling out again
into the lean young man I had known since kindergarten.  The transformation
complete he collapsed back into the cushion, hands once again feeling all
over his body.
  He sighed in relief, one hand cupped firmly over his crotch, and looked
at Sam.

"What the FUCK where you doing!  I should kill you right here you fucking
cunt!" He surged up and lunged at Sam, who scooted backwards in fear.  I
tackled him, holding the struggling boy down.

"Calm down, man.  I'm sure he didn't mean it."

"Fuck he didn't," he growled, still struggling.

"It was a joke, man, a joke!  I mean it!  I'm sorry!" Sam sat pressed up
against the wall, scared.  Slowly Jake relaxed, until I could let him up to
sit on the couch.  Silence filled the room as we absorbed what had
happened.

"Have you always been able to do that," Dave asked, looking at me.

"No, of course not.  You guys have known me forever, you know that." I
suddenly remembered the ring, holding up my hand to stare in awe.  "It must
be this."

"Right, a magic ring," Jake scorned, still glaring at Sam.

"Well, there's no other explanation, is there," I shot back.

"Can you do it again," Dave asked, hopefully.

"Not on me," Jake shouted, standing up, fists bunched.

"Right." I looked at Sam.

"Oh no," he yelped, jumping up to run for it.  Jake brought him down a lot
harder than necessary, kneeling on his back.

"Go ahead Brad," he snarled, smiling viciously.

I walked over and looked down at the writhing Sam, held tight.  I cleared
my mind, calling up a picture of what I wanted to see.  Suddenly Sam
stopped fighting.

"Well," Dave asked, almost vibrating with excitement.

"Show them, Sam," I commanded.  Jake released him to sit up.  He didn't
look any different.  "Go on."

Slowly, Sam got up.  His hands went to his belt, shaking.  He fumbled open
his fly and shoved his shorts down, looking at the wall.  The rest of us
stared at the fluffy bush and pink pussy that lay revealed between the
young man's legs.

"Oh, my God," Dave whispered.

"Dude, you're fucking hot," Jake crowed.  "How about it, stud?" Jake
strutted up to him, grabbing Sam's hips and grinding their crotches
together.  Sam struggled, halfheartedly, trying to push Jake away.  The
taller boy just pulled harder, his tented pants rubbing firmly between
Sam's legs.  Suddenly the boy let out a gasp.  Jake froze, watching Sam's
face contort in ecstasy.  He started to pull back, but Sam grabbed his
hips.

"Don't stop." Sam's voice was low, pleading.  He still wasn't looking at
us.
  Jake pushed forward again, rubbing hard.  "Uhhh, fuck, mmmm." Sam wiggled
his hips, grinding against the hardness trapped between his thighs.  Jake
pushed him back, tearing open his shorts, his hard six inches springing
free.  He yanked Sam's shorts down to his ankles and bellied up to him, his
fat pink cock sliding easily into Sam's pussy.  Both boys gasped, their
crotches grinding together, Jake's dick completely buried inside Sam's
tight box.  Jake started to fuck him, hammering him, his thrusts lifting
the smaller boy right off the floor.  Not skipping a beat he scooped Sam up
by the hips, the boy's legs wrapping around his waist as Jake pounded his
cunt.

"Unh, unh, unh, UHHHHHH!" Sam screamed, his legs tightening, burying Jake
even deeper.  The boy writhed in the grip of his orgasm, bucking his hips
against Jake's belly, fucking himself on his hard cock.  Clear juice poured
out of his slit, flooding down Jake's furry balls as Sam panted, still
clinging to the taller boy.  Jake hunched his hips, loosening Sam's grip
and pounding away.  A few thrusts later his own cum flooded out, blasting
up into Sam's gut, setting fire to his whole lower body.  Sam screamed
again, driven over the edge a second time.  For endless seconds the two
friends stood entwined, milking each other's bodies, the only movement the
slow grind of their hips.
  Finally Sam unclenched his legs, releasing Jake's hips and standing.
Jake slowly pulled his still hard cock from the boy's slippery cunt, clear
juice and milky cum shining all over the thick rod.  Sam fell back onto the
couch, spent.

"That, was fucking, hot!" Sam panted, muscular hairy legs lolling open, his
pussy lips spread wide, drops of cum leaking out.  "You've gotta try it!"
Jake collapsed next to him.

"Ok, man," Dave said, moving in front of Sam, shorts and boxers off.

"No," Sam said, shoving Dave away with his foot.  "I mean with a pussy!"

"What?  No, man!" Dave recoiled a little, eyes fixed on Sam's dripping
slit.

"Really, try it!  Brad can always change you back!  It's the greatest thing
I ever felt, ten times better than fucking a girl!  When you cum your whole
body cums, not just your dick!" Dave hesitated, wavering, one hand wrapped
protectively around his cock.  "Ok."  He turned to look at me.  I sized him
up, picturing what he'd look like with a pussy.  I concentrated, eyes fixed
on his uncut dick.  It seemed to melt backward into him, the head
shrinking.  His huge balls sucked upwards, vanishing into the widening
slit.  His cock was tiny, pulling up between the thick soft lips that
blossomed between his legs, shrinking and turning into his clit.  Dave's
beautiful pussy pouted under his blond bush, begging.

Dave's hand plunged between his legs, groping.  He started to moan as his
fingers explored his new valley, his mouth gaping wide.  I looked down at
his smooth chest, picturing.  His slight pecs began to sag, puffing up.
His nipples hardened and grew, jutting proudly from their huge pink bases.
Dave's firm new breasts jiggled as he fucked himself with his hand.  "Oh,
yes, fuck yes," he moaned, his free hand cupping his tits.  His eyes rolled
back as he tweaked his nipple.  Jake looked up at him, pumping his dick.

"C'mere Dave," he said, brandishing his raging hardon.  Dave kind of
waddled toward him, fingers still buried between his lower lips.  He
straddled Jake, kneeling on the couch, heavy breasts swaying over the boy's
head.  Dave lowered himself, the head of Jake's cock sliding home.  Dave
threw his head back in a soundless scream as his friend filled him
completely.

I watched Jake enjoying himself, teasing Dave with little thrusts and jabs.
He craned his head and seized Dave's swaying left tit, sucking his nipple.
I smiled, picturing.  Jake's hips froze as he felt his cock inflate even
more.  "Uhhhhhhhhh," Dave moaned, Jake's growing dick burrowing its way
deep inside him.  Nine solid inches of rock hard fuck meat filled Dave's
slippery chute, pinning the boy upright on Jake's lap.  Wordlessly, face
glowing with lust, he started to bounce on that fat log, reaming himself of
Jake's fleshy rod.  Jake started to twitch his hips upward, meeting Dave's
thrusts, their orgasms racing to the finish line.  Jake blew first, geysers
of pearly cum jetting between Dave's pink pussy lips.  Dave sank all the
way to the hilt, forcing his weight down on Jake's rod, his orgasm shaking
him from head to manly toes.  He wrapped his arms around Jake's head,
burying his eager face between his soft tits, shrieking as the waves of
pleasure washed through him.  Jake's dick was caressed by the convulsions
of Dave's pussy, both boys sighing as they died away.

Dave tried to stand, but couldn't.  He could only roll, Jake's softening
dick flopping free, onto his side on the cushions.  Jake helped him off and
then all three boys sat panting, spent.


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