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Class of 2007 
by J R D (jrdss@pobox.alaska.net)

***

Two teenage boys are talked into dressing up as girls 
with the promise of sex. (teens, tg, fantasy)

***

"Would you like to go somewhere and have sex?" 

That was how my new life started, with a question posed 
to me and my best friend, Carl, by the two hottest 
seniors, well, actually graduates now, at the high-
school that we would be attending in September as 
freshmen. We had just gotten out of eighth grade the 
week before. 

"Would you like to go somewhere and have sex?" 

Now I suppose the two of us should been more 
suspicious, but when you're 14 years old and two, hot 
girls walk up and ask you for sex, your hormones tend 
to takeover and make you say yes. 

Okay, we actually said, "Pardon?" first, because we 
thought we had misheard them. After that, when they 
repeated their question, we quickly said yes. 

So the two of them, Denise and Maria, escorted the two 
of us from the park where they had picked us up to 
Maria's house. When we got there, they led us upstairs 
to her room and sat us down on the bed. They then said, 
"Before we start, we want to play a little dress up 
game." 

Carl asked what kind of game they wanted to play. 

They told us that they wanted to see how we would look 
in girl clothes. 

Carl got upset and said, "Then you go and parade us 
around to strangers and humiliate us? No thanks," and 
got up to leave. 

Maria stopped him and said that he was being silly. She 
said that the two of them, as well as some other 
seniors from other schools across the town we lived in, 
were going to have a little sex game. Each girl would 
pick one incoming freshmen, dress them up as 
convincingly in girl clothes as possible, and then 
they'd all get together and have an orgy. She promised 
that the only boys that would see us in girl clothes 
would be other boys in girl clothes, and any girls that 
saw us this day would be participating in the orgy. 

Well, I don't think I need to tell you that, at that 
point, most of the blood in our bodies were pumping 
through our little guys in our pants. We still might 
not have said yes, except for one thing. Even though 
they were four years ahead of us, both Carl and me had 
heard about Denise and Maria, and all the stories we 
heard were good. The two of them were as nice as 
possible, always sticking up for the little guy, and 
never tolerating it when somebody got bullied in their 
presence. So we took a chance and said yes. 

For the next couple of hours, they fussed over us like 
we were big china dolls. When they finished, they stood 
us in front of the mirror. Even they were impressed 
with the results. We looked good. If I hadn't been rock 
hard already, looking at two of us in dresses would 
have put us there. 

While we primped and posed, the two girls went into the 
bathroom.  They came out just a couple minutes later 
dressed in these big, baggy robes, kind of like choir 
robes. We could tell that, underneath those robes, they 
were naked. 

The two girls then led us down to the basement door. 
Before we went in, Maria put her hand on the center of 
the door, said some weird words, and only then could we 
go in. 

Inside the door, we stepped into a large, circular 
room. The whole thing was about 40 or 50 yds across, 
for larger than Maria's house.  Equally spaced around 
the room were doors, ten in all. There were four other 
people in the room, two seniors from a school across 
town (I learned that later. Didn't know who they were 
at first), and what looked like two teenage girls. 
Knowing what Denise and Maria had said earlier, I 
guessed that they were actually, like us, boys in 
dresses. 

Quick introductions were made and then Denise commented 
that the others must all be working on their "girls". 
Over the next 10 or 15 minutes or so, more girls came 
in, two at a time, one senior in robes with one girl 
like us. 

After the 20 of us were in the room, there was a brief 
period where all the senior girls looked us over, 
complementing each other on their work. Most of us 
really got into it, posing as we were critiqued, 
although a few of us seemed more shocked than anything 
else. 

After that went on for a while, Denise clapped her 
hands together and said, "Now, ladies, it's time to get 
down to the business at hand." 

Then we, all 10 of the boys in dresses, were brought to 
the center of the room and arranged in a tight circle. 
We were placed shoulder to shoulder facing the out side 
of the room. The senior girls then joined hands and 
formed a ring around us, each senior facing one of us. 
Denise was facing me; Maria was facing Carl. 

The seniors then all started chanting. I couldn't 
really make out the words, but I'm sure that some of 
them were the same things that Maria had said when we 
entered the room. After about five minutes of that, 
they finished chanting. On the last syllable of what 
ever it was they were saying, what felt like a bolt of 
lightning shot through me, going from my feet to the 
top of my head. It wasn't painful, just intense, 
intense and erotic. 

When the energy stopped shooting through me, I felt so 
supercharged that I wasn't sure I could move. Luckily, 
I didn't have to. Denise walked right up to me. 
Thinking back, I'm pretty sure that the other senior 
girls were moving towards us, but I can't be sure. 
Denise opened up my blouse and palmed my breasts 
through my garage. That's right, I had breasts, and I 
was so charged up, I didn't care. 

Denise stepped back, reached up and unbuttoned the 
single button on her robe at her neck, and let it slide 
from her. Standing in front of me was the most 
beautiful thing I had seen. She had a fantastic, super-
model's body with a big, thick cock at her crotch. 
Again, I was so charged up, I didn't care. 

She stepped up to me again, and we kissed. We went 
together to the floor, and I proceeded to fuck her raw. 
The rest of the day was kind of a blur, but, true to 
their word, we had a big, 20-person orgy. I'm pretty 
sure I fucked and blew, as well as got fucked and blown 
by, every person in the room. 

When I came out of the sexual charge that I had, it was 
with my cock buried in the ass of Carla (used to be my 
bud, Carl), the cock of Janet (one of my fellow 
transformees) in my ass, and my mouth wrapped around 
Denise's cock, and the amazing thing was I didn't care. 
Before my transformation, I felt funny being in the 
same room with an exposed cock, but here I was with 19 
other cocks, and I was happily sucking and fucking with 
wild abandon. 

That only when on a little while longer before Denise 
called out, "Okay, that's enough for today. Your 
mothers are going to be worrying about their 
daughters." 

We all stood up and disentangled. We then separated 
into two lines, the seniors in one, we transformees in 
the other, and faced each other. Denise then said, 
"Welcome to your new lives, Class Of 2007.  Each of you 
was selected because of magic potential and 
personality.  You are now part of a secret society of 
magic-users. We work in secret to make things better 
for everyone. 

"You now share a bond with each other. There are two of 
you from each high-school in town. You will be taught 
to use spells to make things better when you encounter 
problems, and, if necessary, you will come together as 
a group to cast powerful rituals to rid the town of the 
more serious problems. There are three other such 
classes at each high-school. Just as you are the 
freshman class, there is a sophomore, junior, and 
senior class group, as well as two teachers who will 
instruct all the classes, including yours. 

"In return for the burden you now hold to make things 
better for everyone, you now have these super-sexual to 
play with. Sex is free amongst all of us, regardless of 
what class you are in. When you graduate, as we have 
just done, your duty will be to choose the incoming 
class of freshmen. As your first magical task, each of 
you will be taken home by she who selected you, and you 
will turn a door in your home into a magical portal 
that will lead to a magic working chamber of your own. 
Any questions?" 

A transformee asked about Denise's earlier comment that 
our mothers would be expecting daughters, and if that 
meant that they knew what was happening. Denise 
explained that, with only a couple of exceptions, the 
memories of everyone's family had been rewritten so 
that they remembered only what we were now, not what we 
had been. 

Then, after some good-bye hugs, as well as some good-
bye gropes (I both gave and got a few of those), we got 
dressed and walked back through the doors to where we 
had come from. As Denise walked me home, I asked her 
about those exceptions she had mentioned when talking 
about family members who would remember us. She just 
said not to worry about it; that there were reasons why 
a few families' memories couldn't be altered. I asked 
her if my family's mammories had been altered, and she 
said no, I was one of the exceptions. 

She wouldn't explain further, so I was a little worried 
walking in the front door. However, as soon as I was 
inside, I heard my mother's (I am the child of a 
lesbian couple) yell, "Surprise!" and throw confetti in 
my face. After the air cleared, I saw both of my moms, 
dressed in nothing but panties. I saw in the panties of 
mother Anna a big, thick cock. As soon as she was sure 
I had seen it, she stepped up to me, took my hands in 
hers, and said, "I am Class Of 1984.  Welcome to our 
exclusive order." 

Mother Bethany then stepped up, gave me a kiss, and 
said, "May your magic help you to find someone will 
make you as happy as your mother has made me." 

Anna said, "We can celebrate more later. Denise has to 
walk our little girl through her first magic." 

Denise then had me select a door in the house. For most 
of the time, it would just be a normal door, but when I 
invoked the right spell, it would lead me to a special, 
magical chamber where all of us transformees would get 
together to do our stuff. I decided on my bedroom door, 
just be easy. 

After I created the portal, my family went out for a 
celebratory dinner. Mother Anna gave me a taste of the 
power I was to learn by casting a spell that made 
everybody think we were clothed when the three of us 
were actually naked. I got such a thrill knowing what 
was really going on. I also noticed that there were a 
few ladies who saw right through the illusion, but they 
were ladies like me, part of our secret society. 

So now Carla and I are the two hottest babes in the 
freshman class at our high-school. 

And it all started with a simple question. 

END

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
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in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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