Thread: The Swap [JohnD and Sigr]

Deep down, William believed her. It was easy to blame her and act like this was all her fault, but he really didn't think that it would solve anything. Plus, it would just get them even more frustrated at each other, he can't piss off the only person he can trust with this. When she started crying and hugged him, he returned her warm embrace, his hands wrapping around her and pulling her in, an innocent hug that he just hoped would make her feel better. I know, I know you didn't do anything. He told her reassuringly, his hands moving up and down her back to try and soothe her. He laughed when she said there was nothing cute about it, which, well she wasn't lying, dicks weren't exactly well known for being cute. She did still look cute though, with one or without one. Well, I was saying you look cute, not it. His lips curling into a smile, which turned into a grin when she joked about ransacking through her underwear. How do you know I haven't already, hm? You've left me alone in your room tons of times, it's not like it's a secret you have underwear here. He laughed with her, his hand resting on her thigh. Who's the perv now, wanting to check out my pussy? Okay, I'll go first. He teased with a big grin on his face, the fact they were able to find some kind on comfort in this was remarkable. Perhaps the only reason they were able to joke around and smile when faced with this dire situation, was because they were going through it together. William stood up off the bed, grabbing his shorts and slowly pulling them down. He was still hesitant once his hands got to his boxers, the fact that someone would see him like this was embarrassing, more so, it was the fact that he didn't want to see himself like this. Each of them were avoiding looking at their new parts, hoping the problem would just go away. Well, it wasn't going to just go away, William took a deep breath, collected himself, and tugged down his boxers. His sensitive area now exposed to the cold air, it sent a shiver up his spine but he made sure to look at it, accept that it was on his body, he thought that if he just took ownership of it and stopped running from it, it would stop making him sick to his stomach. Once he had gotten a good look at it, he didn't even think it was all that bad, it was just... different. Th.. there. You can look at it, or touch it or whatever, to make sure its yours. Once she had done whatever she needed to do to confirm that it was actually hers, it was her turn to show him what she was packing. He let her take however long she needed to start undressing, he figured it'd be just as hard for her to accept that this was a thing on her now. He just sat and waited, didn't tease or make any stupid jokes. Once she finally stripped down, his eyes went wide at how big it was, could that possibly be his? What? No, that's way bigger than mine. But, the shape, the thickness, it all seemed to match up Wait. He approached her, his hand wrapped around his, well, now her cock, feeling the weight of it. No, it's mine. It just, looks bigger on you. In a good way. He had played enough with himself to know just how his cock felt in his hand, his cheeks blushed now when he held it, he felt like, was he getting horny? Well, he was always horny around Laura, but this was just a new bout of teenage awkwardness. He had never found himself attracted to dicks, like he said, he wasn't gay. However, Laura having one, Laura herself being hot, the weirdness of the situation making him feel a lot closer to her, and the fact he now had a pussy and that was a big dick, he felt a rush of hormones and emotion that he never experienced before, he felt a strange sensation, like his pussy was feeling wetter by the second. His hands never left her cock, he toyed with it, even stroked it slightly as he was lost in the haze, it was just huge on her. Eventually his green eyes looked into hers, and he bit down on his bottom lip, here was doing the exact thing he wanted to Laura to do to him for months fawn over his dick. Uhm, yeah, this is definitely my cock. Now you can see what you missed out on. He teased her, giving her a little wink before letting go of her dick, but he fidgeted in his stance. He felt the need for something, some kind of stimulation, his thighs rubbing together slightly. So, I think we definitely figured out we have each others.... parts. But, what now? Like, how do we, uhm, get them back. Don't get me wrong, your pussy is great but, I prefer my dick. He was truly out of ideas, and the hormones running through him weren't helping him think straight at all. His eyes went up to hers, seeing if she felt the same at all, if she had any ideas, if she had the same look of need as him.