I shook my head and hair swung across my face. My hair is short, not long enough to come across my face that way. I looked down at my body, and I saw ...reasts. I looked down further and saw no penis. I had been a guy, holding hands with Sheri, but now I was a woman, holding hands with a man who looked exactly like me.“Oh my God, Michael. It did something, and that’s what it did.”“Sheri? Is that you? And why do you look like me?”“For the same reason that you look like me. You are me, and I am. I went to the amenity block and threw my towel and clothes in a stall and went for a piss at the urinal which was on the same wall as the door.I was half way through my piss when the door opened and to my supprise it was a young girl about 14 or 15, she just stood there staring at my cock, probably part supprised she was in the Mens room or mesmerised by the sight of my huge cock which was growing with every second she was looking.She said "sorry I think I am in the wrong place'I said "don't. "Yes." She stood up, "Now look, I don't know what you think..." she stopped abruptly as students began arriving.Curtis grinned again as he approached her desk, "I told Ms. Clark some things, personal things, that seemed appropriate to the moment." When he was close enough, he leaned over and whispered in her ear, "And I can't tell you how fetching your hair is like that."His warm breath in her ear made her shiver. But he moved back to his windowsill without further enticements. It took her. Eventually her neck was too lax and she simply fell off of Joe's cock. He was slightly disappointed but he did not immediately push back inside her mouth. Instead, he examined her purplish face smugly. Drool was leaking down her chin and she was breathing steadily."Girl's look so adorable when choking on your cock," Joe muttered dreamily."I like it better when she can talk," Adam argued while pushing into her cunt just hard enough to elicit a yelp of protest. When Tiffany calmed down she was.