Chapter 2

On the walk from the bus up to Jason’s dorm, there were more and more boys. Julie found her blood pulsing faster in her veins.

When she got to Jason’s room -- now hers -- his roommate Bill was there. She shut the door behind her.

“Oh, hi Jason...” He looked back to what he was doing.

That was good that he hadn’t noticed that she was different right away. But tight bras were not going to work in a dorm room where she needed to dress and undress. “Notice anything different?” she said.

Bill looked again. “Hey, wait ... you’re not Jason! You must be his twin Julie! Amazing! He said you’d fantasized about switching -- but you really did it!”

Julie was alone in a room with a boy. There was a bed. She gulped and looked him up and down.

“And Jason said you’re horny ... So maybe some time...”

Julie nodded a little, but kept her gaze fixed on Bill.

“Like ... now?” he said.

Julie smiled and unfastened the belt on her trousers.

Bill undid his too. “I confess I’ve never done it, I’m supposed to help you get ready, but...”

“None of us has ‘done it’. It can’t be that hard,” said Julie. “Just come on over here and do it!”

Her uniform trousers and boy underpants were down around her ankles, and she lay back on Jason’s bed. When Bill lowered his, there was that mysterious male thing, the penis. Nothing like Jason’s little floppy thing she’d seen when they were little. This one was hard and stiff and scary and oh so wonderful.

Grinning, he lowered himself and that stiff male thing approached, nuzzled against her girl parts, and then pressed, and then pressed harder, and then it was in her, and and then in a little more. This was just right! This was what she wanted! Bill moaned and panted, and she felt the thing going in and out. After a few seconds he groaned, held still a few seconds, and then relaxed and slid off her, panting. His penis had been in her all of fifteen seconds, maybe.

She realized in retrospect that it had stung a little, but mostly -- this was what she had always wanted!

“I hope that was OK,” said Bill.

“It was great!” she said. “Did you ... did you ... ejaculate?” The very word was thrilling to her.

“Sure did! I tried to hold off but you were just so sexy!”

“Great!”

“I’ve never done it before, but yeah, that’s what we all want to do -- come, ejaculate, spew sperm -- that’s what feels really good.” He looked at her and hesitated. “There’s lots of other words too, some of them kind of disrespectful.”

Julie shrugged. Some disrespectful words could be kind of exciting too. But she could leave that for later. She thought of the F word and a small thrill went through her from head to toe.

He started to get up, but she said, “No, sit a minute, OK?” She sat on the side of the bed, uniform trousers and boy underpants around her ankles. He sat next to her, identically dressed, his trousers and underpants around his ankles. The body plans were the same, except for the floppy tube between Bill’s legs and the absence of one between Julie’s. The tube was soft now and didn’t seem like it could force its way into her right then.

Julie put her hand on the amazing thing that not one of the girls in her school had -- not one!

“Mmmm,” said Bill. Julie felt the thing swell under her fingertips. It got bigger and bigger. It looked like it could force it’s way into her again if he wanted to.

“Would you be willing to ... if you don’t mind too much ... do it again?” said Julie. She looked at him meekly. Would he be willing to? With a girl like her? He could probably see through the sweater that her breasts weren’t much.

He grinned. “I’d like that so much! Could we ... could we get naked? So I can see all of you?”

“Oh,” said Julie.

“Oh, yeah, Jason said you were worried you had small breasts. That’s ridiculous! I mean, it’s OK to worry, but...”

It was kind of warm in the room, and she did want to be totally naked and see him naked too. That was part of sex. They quickly took off socks and shoes and the pants that were around their ankles.

She didn’t object as he lifted her sweater off. She unbuttoned the shirt.

“I see you bra!” he said reverently.

Julie hesitated.

“I’ve just never seen one on a girl before.”

Julie unfastened it behind, and then smiled at Bill.

He lost little time touching it gently, and lifting it just a little, and a little more, delight in his eyes the whole time. He gasped when the nipples came into view. “Oh, they’re so great!” he said, gently touching them and swirling his fingers around on them.

“You should get naked too,” she said.

“Oh, yeah, of course...” said Bill.

She watched as he removed his shirt and undershirt. He had his muscular chest and arms, and down below that wonderful penis sticking straight out.

She lay back, noting how her body was smaller, with those little breasts -- but she had hips, and hair between her legs. And she watched in wonder as he lowered himself again, aimed his penis, and pressed it into her.

It went in easier this time, with no stinging, and as he went back and forth it went in a little deeper each time. And then Bill pumped in and out, over and over again, looking like he’d died and gone to heaven. For Julie, it felt great down there, the sensations, but mostly it just felt great to know she was getting -- fucked. She shuddered as she thought of the naughty word. Girls were meant to get fucked, and she had dreamt about it for so long, and now it was finally happening. She had a mature male on top of her, pounding away. His strokes got faster and harder and then he groaned and gasped and penetrated into her even deeper for a few seconds. That hurt! But it was so wonderful to hurt that way ... Bill began relaxing and slowing the pace. Now she knew that meant he had shot her full of sperm again. And some day, when she wanted to get pregnant, a man would do that and she’d have a baby.

Bill slid off, a goofy grin on his face, and lay beside her. When he’d caught his breath, he said, “So, you’re going to live here, go to classes and pretend you’re Jason?”

“That’s the idea.”

“And you want to keep having sex, every day?”

“More than once a day, I hope.”

“I can’t do it ten times in a row, you know. Have to rest.”

“Oh, I was hoping that maybe a few other guys might be willing too.”

“Oh,” said Bill, sounding a bit disappointed. “I guess that makes sense. You’re not going to just be my girlfriend -- though I’d like that a lot.”

“I could do a lot worse,” said Julie playfully. “But I’ve been dreaming about sex for so long, I want to do it a lot. Who knows how long it will be until I’m discovered and sent back. Or how long until Jason is discovered, and that would end the whole thing too.”

“Yeah, true,” said Bill.

“You think you could introduce me to Mark? Jason thought I’d like Mark.”

“Oh, sure, that would be fine. So, details ... I guess the less people see you, the longer we’ll be able to keep it up. Should I go find him and say Jason wanted to talk to him, back here in his room? And I’ll hang out in the common room for a while?”

“Sounds good.”

Julie got dressed again, except for the socks and shoes, and sat at the desk, fidgeting. She’d seen a picture, but what would the real Mark be like?

Mark knocked and let himself in, then shut the door behind him.

“Oh ... oh, wow. Julie, right? Your name is Julie?”

“Yes, I’m Julie.”

Mark was tall. Mark was dark. Mark was handsome.

“Oh, umm, Jason joked about, you know, sex. Wouldn’t that be weird?” He glanced at her, blushing a little. Mark was also shy. Or maybe now that he saw her in person he found her repulsive.

“You want to dance with me ... or pretend?” said Julie hopefully.

“Oh, sure ... that would be great.”

Julie stood and Mark put his arms around her while she pressed against him, in the simple hug dance position. They rocked back and forth. Soon she felt a definite bulge poke against her, right at that height. It emboldened her.

“You ... you want to try this horizontally?” she said.

Mark stood back, eyes wide, grinned, and nodded emphatically. He turned away and started undressing, and she stripped as well. “The only thing is my breasts are tiny,” she said. “So if you change your mind that’s OK.” She stood with arms folded across her chest.