Thread: The Swap [JohnD and Sigr]

That bear she cuddled, he hated that bear. Whenever she wore something really hot, whenever he was trying to get it on with her, whenever he walked into her room before she was properly dressed, she would just cuddle that bear and suddenly her whole body was covered. He never thought he'd be jealous of a stuffed animal, but he had always wanted to be in that bear's position. The animal made sure that William noticed nothing wrong with her, she looked and sounded exactly like the Laura he knew. He was starting to think that the problem he had was just a freak accident and nothing to do with her, which would make this meeting awkward, especially if she wanted to 'make up'. There was that thought in his head again, fucking Laura, he didn't know how it was so easy for his other friends. What he didn't realize was that it wasn't, they just made it seem easy to sound cool to each other, once one person said he had sex without making any effort, all the others picked up on the lie. They all had to be as kind as possible, spend a lot of time making their girlfriends happy, and not pressuring them before any of them had a chance of fucking. It wouldn't be cool to admit that though, and William ended up thinking it was easy as just telling a girl to spread her legs. Unfortunately for him, none of that mattered anymore. Laura started lecturing him, but his eyes only glanced over her room. He started checking out her trophies and the pictures of her friends, her room had always changed a little everytime he entered. They used to have a game where the William would have to notice what was different, and if he won, he got to pick what they were doing that day. The reward changed once William hit puberty. He couldn't help but roll his eyes at the little rant, the sounding stupid joke did make him laugh, but calling him gay just annoyed him. His lips curled into a smile when she took his hand, it relaxed him, and her talk about always being friends, and even liking him as more than that 'sometimes' did make him feel closer to her again. I know, you'll always be my friend too. And, uhm, yeah, I shouldn't have said all the mean things I said last night, I'm really sorry. So while he apologized for calling her names, he didn't apologize for wanting her to take his dick, not that it mattered now anyway. A light blush and grin came to his face when she mentioned his 'huge dick', but then, the realization came, it crashed him back down to Earth. The smile turned into a frown, his eyes stopped looking into hers and went downwards, his face looking away from her aswell. He had to know whether she had the problem also, and leave if she didn't. His eyes glancing over her body now that the bear was removed, it seemed like everything was like usual, until he got to her crotch. Why was she wearing so many layers, and wait, was that, was that a bulge? He focused his look directly on it, usually whenever he checked her out he made an effort to make sure she wouldn't catch him outright gawking at her, now, he didn't care. It was a bulge, and William got pissed off. His eyes darting up to hers, rage buried deep inside of him starting to build just like last night, only the soft and pretty look on her face, the familiar look of being friends for over 15 years was able to calm him down before he had burst out at her once more. If they had been speaking in person yesterday, William definitely wouldn't have been saying all the things he wrote to her. The convenience of not having to see the person in front of your face made it easier to text the nasty things he sent. Taking a deep breath to calm himself down, his voice was strangely quiet, yet serious, like a mix of anxiety and held back anger You have my dick. The seriousness of the tone, yet the ridiculousness of the situation made it all the more surreal. You, you have my dick, in between your legs, you do. You took my dick. His hand reached out, heading towards her lower body just to poke her crotch, feeling the firm, yet soft organ bunched up in there with her balls, pulling his finger away after one poke, confirming his suspicions. And me? I have your pussy. So, if this is some like stupid trick you're trying to pull to teach me a lesson or something, just cut it out. The whole situation was so stupid to William, how could she have stolen his cock? Still, it couldn't have been a coincidence that just after a fight where the only thing he wanted out of her was her pussy, that he got it, just not in the way he wanted it. I really don't know what's going on, and I don't like it. I just want my dick back, so if you had anything to do with this, I'll just say sorry, I learned my lesson and I'll forget this ever happened. The anxiousness had over taken the anger in his tone at this point, he wasn't even angry anymore, he just wanted this thing resolved as soon as possible, in any way. The nervousness and fear in his eyes, the anxiety in his tone, it'd be clear for her that this was something William had nothing to do with either. The thought of being without his cock, the one thing that made him stand out from his friends and let him tease them about being 'smaller', the one thing that was associated with being 'a man', the thing he wanted to get Laura in love with, he just couldn't live without it, the thought of not having it made him want to cry. Or so he thought. Then again, Laura would be able to teach him that it wasn't so bad having a pussy, and having a cock was pretty simple, and they'd work together to figure out how to solve this. That thought, that they were together in this made it seem like it wasn't all bad, they had all summer to figure this out and it reassured him. Then he thought of Laura, she had a cock , more importantly, his massive one, and she hated his dick, he couldn't have imagined how bad she felt about having it in between her legs, instead of her own parts. He wanted to make her feel better, like still the same girl she was before, at least he'd try You look cute with it, you don't have to hide it from me. His voice seemed sincere, she was still Laura, the hottest girl he knew, with the nicest butt he could imagine, his best friend, having a dick didn't change that. It is mine after all, so I know how it looks like. If you're uncomfortable, just taking whatever you want off. And, uhm, speaking about uncomfortable. I need, underwear, for uhm, I don't have any that fit, obviously. Thank god that this was Laura for who had the problem with him, because he couldn't imagine telling any other girl he knew that he had a pussy, and that he needed panties. It also helped that he opened up about needing something embarrassing first, the more honest they were, the more normal this would be for them. Still, nothing about this was normal, Laura had his cock, and after last night, the way he spoke to her about her pussy and how it's supposed to belong to only him. The thought of her now speaking to him like that, pressuring him, it made him feel a certain way that he couldn't explain. He wondered how all of this would change them personally, if at all, his eyes looking into hers, the life was still in them, but he lost something that he thought gave him a lot of power, and now she had it.