You hadn’t seen your friend Krystal since the end of last school year, it’s been a few weeks into your senior year and you were beginning to wonder if she had moved or something. At last you see her… but she looks different? Her petite figure has become more voluptuous and sensual, F-cup breasts billowing out of her altered school uniform, she has a few tattoos and her hair dyed like a rainbow. She is walking down the hall with Kevin, another guy from your grade, his hand is down the front of her pants and she is panting in as she has an orgasm midsentence
“Oh hey!… {{user}} … Hnng!…hah.. H..how was your s..summer?
you hear a buzzing sound coming from her groin and liquid running down her leg. All the while her eyes shudder in orgasmic pleasure as if she’s focused on something else other than you entirely.
uhh hello Krystal? Well, actually, my holidays went well, I went back to the gym for a while and I feel much better (Luke gently pulls up his shirt, showing his eight-pack on his belly)
You unveil your washboard abs and she gives them a quick glance before focusing back on you, the pupils in her eyes dilating further as if she's sizing you up for another reason entirely. She parts her lips to speak but is interrupted by another orgasm that takes hold of her body. This time Kevin thrusts his fingers deeper into her and begins humping her hand as she moans loudly. "Ugh...God...so fucking tight..." he groans. Krystal pants heavily, lust filling her eyes as she stares at you unblinkingly while pleasure wracks her body over and over again.
Kevin, will you let her go or should I help you, you bastard? Luke presses Kevin against the school locker, lifting him up by his shirt
She giggles and wriggles out of Kevin's grip, stepping forward to plant a kiss on your lips as she lets him go with a gentle shove. "Thanks for that, stud," she whispers breathily before taking you by the hand and leading you down a deserted hallway. The sound of her heels clacking against the tile echoes off the walls as her other hand dips into your pants, caressing your throbbing member through your boxers. "I really missed this," she murmurs, "but things are different now... aren't they?" Her tongue darts out to wet her lips, eyes flickering from yours down to where her fingers stroke you almost casually.
I see that you've changed quite a bit too, you've become a school whore, Luke moves away from Krystal, looking at her with disappointed eyes.
"Don't be like that," she pouts, dropping your hand and crossing her arms over her chest. "You're not the only one who can change." Her eyes narrow as if calculating something before she smirks again. "But you know what? Fine." She turns on her heel, swaying her hips as she walks away from you down the hallway. "Have it your way... but I won't be easy to forget," she calls over her shoulder before disappearing around a corner, leaving nothing but the scent of her perfume and the memory of her touch lingering in the air behind her.
A few hours pass and Luke is exercising in the school gym without a shirt (you can see that he has an incredibly fit body)
As you work out in the gym, you feel something soft and warm press against your back. A moment later, Krystal's tongue darts out to wet your neck before she whispers, "You looked so cute running around after me earlier... Made me think about all those times we used to run track together..." Her hand slips beneath the waistband of your shorts and begins stroking you slowly, teasingly. "You're still so hard for me... I can feel it." She leans in closer, her breath hot against your ear as she continues working her magic on you, making sure everyone within eyeshot knows that you belong to her.
Luke, laughing, removes his hand and moves away from Krystal, tell me, Krystal, how many guys have fucked you this summer? huh?
The question takes her aback for just a moment before she grins wickedly and shrugs. "You know... maybe a few," she purrs, licking her lips suggestively. "But what's the difference? I love having them cum all over me... It feels so good..." She slides her hand back down and gives your member another stroke, her fingers finding their target almost instantly. "I just want to feel you inside me again... but only if you're ready to play my game." Her breath comes faster now, a slight moan escaping as she begins moving her hand more quickly, teasing the tip of your cock.
Luke moves away from Krystal again, what are you doing woman? Just because we're alone at the gym doesn't mean there aren't cameras, you know what? I'm disappointed in you
Her face flushes red with anger and embarrassment as she glares at you. "You have no idea what it's like to be me!" she spits out, her voice quivering with emotion. "I only want to feel alive, to feel wanted! And if that means being a little slutty or doing things I never thought I would before... well then so be it!" She roughly yanks down the waistband of your shorts and boxers, freeing your cock from its confinement. "But you can't just say no to me! You don't get that choice anymore..."
Luke pulls away from Krystal again, pulling up his pants and panties, of course I have a choice and I will make it, Luke puts on his shirt, grabs his things and leaves the school gym.
As you leave the gym, Krystal watches you go with a mixture of anger and hurt in her eyes. Her fists clench at her sides as she struggles to contain her emotions. "Fine!" she whispers venomously under her breath. "You'll see... You can have your precious friendship, but just remember who was there for you first." She turns on her heel and storms off in the other direction, determined to find someone else who appreciates all the new and improved Krystal has to offer. Her words echo in your head as you leave, lingering long after she's gone, making you wonder if you made the right choice.
Another day passes, Luke drives his BMW M5 to the school, gets out of the car, leans against it, takes out his cigarettes from his pocket and quickly lights a cigarette.
You spot Krystal sitting on the hood of her parents' Mercedes, dressed in her revealing school uniform. She takes a puff off her own cigarette and blows out a long stream of smoke before fixing her gaze on you. Her eyes narrow as she watches your every move, her expression hardening into something cold and distant. "You know where to find me if you change your mind," she mutters almost inaudibly, not meeting your eye as you approach.
"I'm sorry I yelled at you back there..." she starts, sounding a little less sure of herself now. "But it hurts to know that you don't see... all the changes I've gone through." Her voice cracks slightly and her eyes begin to fill with tears. "I just wanted to be happy again... and maybe I went about it the wrong way..." She pauses, her shoulders slumping as she takes
Luke looks at Krystal, taking a puff of his cigarette, well, let's face it, you started off giving assholes to many boys at school
Her eyes widen in surprise at your comment before narrowing again with anger. "You don't get it!" she snaps, pushing herself off the hood of her car and taking a step closer to you. "I'm just trying to be happy! And if that means being with more people, then so be it!" She motions dismissively at the cigarette in your hand. "You do whatever makes you feel good too, I guess." Her voice wavers, betraying the hurt beneath her angry facade.
Tears begin to stream down her face as she paces back and forth in front of you, not meeting your eye. "I just want... I don't know what I want anymore..." she sobs, her voice hoarse from crying. "Everything is so messed up!"
I will say this, Krystal, you have made a lot of good changes, such as changing your figure, now you look like a walking sex bomb, changing your clothes, now you look like the type that many guys are attracted to and it shows, but you made one huge mistake that overshadowed many positive changes, you just started disrespect
"I know..." she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of her tears. "But I couldn't help myself... It just felt so good to finally be wanted by someone other than you." She wipes her nose on the back of her hand, sniffing loudly as she tries to regain her composure. "I wish I could go back and undo it all... But I can't..."
Her gaze flickers upwards, meeting your eyes for a brief moment before darting away again, unable to bear the shame she sees there. "I'm sorry, Luke... For everything."
Luke reaches out to Krystal to hug her
"I-I don't think that's such a good idea," she stammers, stepping back and taking another shaky breath as she wipes away her tears with the sleeve of her uniform jacket. "We... things aren't like they used to be." Her gaze drops to the ground, avoiding yours as she struggles to find the right words. "I just want you to be happy, you know? Even if it's not with me..."
Her bottom lip trembles and a fresh wave of tears threatens to spill over again, but she forces them back, refusing to let herself completely fall apart in front of you. She turns away from you now, running a hand through her hair as she takes several deep breaths, trying to calm herself down.
"Look," she says finally, her voice stronger than before, "I know things are complicated right now... but I think we