Marcia Goes Back to School

Marcia lost it and began a series of powerful orgasms as soon as their audience arrived. Her tiny cock secreted its girly juices all over the locker room floor as the pretty blonde wailed and milked her lover's cock of all of its spunk. DaShawn and Marcia dressed quickly and made their way to their next classes.

Marcia's next class was Physics and she sat next to poor, piss stained, shaken up, confused and horny as hell Vance. Her bloodshot eyed former best friend had a pained look on his face when he passed the blonde girl a note.

Marcia opened the note and saw it read simply, "Why?"

Marcia wrote under the question, "My Mistress told me it was better to be a girl. She was right!" She passed the note back to Vance with a wink and a friendly smile.

Vance passed Marcia a second note reading, "How?"

Marcia grinned and handed Vance Mistress Carol's personal calling card. Carol had sent Marcia with a stack, "Just in case any of your friends want to join you in your path of self-improvement." Marcia hoped that Vance would choose to become beautiful like she had; it seemed a safer course of action than continuing to be slight of build, bookish, and male.

Vance blushed and put the card in his shirt pocket. He felt his nipples stiffen against the fabric and both his cock and anus twitched pleasantly. The long haired lad was high as a kite and a world of new sexual options flooded his imagination. He wasn't sure where things were going but he knew his virginity was going to come to a pleasing end one way or another very soon.

After Physics, Marcia went to her Art class. This one was fun for her as she was asked to model. Marcia took a pose known as a "fertility curve". This pose was an arching of the back tilting the buttocks upward that Mistress Carol had taught the girl would cause most men who saw her to have an erection. Based on the reaction of the boys in her class Marcia was doing it right. She had gone from unpopular nerd to sex symbol in one day. Marcia was a happy girl.