We are going to walk down to the water and you are going to jump in and wash all the piss, shit and cum off of you. When you think you are clean enoug..., you are going to come out, grab my hand, give me a big kiss and we are going to slowly walk to my car and you ain’t gona cover one inch of that body. Be proud of those tiny tits and fat ass and let everyone know it. Understand?”I simply shook my head and reached for his hand. We walked out into the bright sunlight and my eyes took a few seconds. I could head back and watch Winston Churchill during WWII, who had know when bombers were coming to England. He could not warn the targeted areas because he didn't want the enemy to know that England had broken their code machine, already. In effect, he had sacrificed all those men, woman, and children to protect the fact they had broken a code. Was he a hero or a murderer? Depends on whom you talk to, I suppose.For now, though, I was hanging around this time zone. I had listened to the voices. The loud ring of the school bell rang as I finished getting dressed. The bell didn’t faze her but yet she stills at there naked with gobs of cum on her legs, breasts, stomach and her face still glazed with cum. I scoffed at her reluctance and left her there thinking “As captain of the cheerleading squad you’d figure she’d get dressed and cleaned up a.s.a.p.” As I left the bathroom I walked past the office to get a glance at the time, 9a.m., I still had 6 more hours of school and football. As Bob made his way to the bathroom, hiships popped out and locked into place, causing him to switch fromwalking to sashaying.As he approached the mirror, he saw his own face. But within seconds,his face had changed to that of a woman's: his lips had become full andpouty, his nose "cute", his eyes were now brown instead of green, hiseyelashes were longer, and his eyebrows had thinned. Realizing that hewas still beautiful, he began to apply lipstick, mascara, blush, and eyeshadow. He looked in.