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Jeremy had gotten really, really pretty. I know I wasn’t the only one to notice. Sometimes, in the hallways between classes, conversations stopped when Jeremy went by. Eyes followed him, and then whispers began after he’d gone by. He was changing. Transitioning. Transforming from a shy, quiet nerd into an amazingly beautiful girl.
It had been going on since the beginning of our senior year, I think. At least that’s when I first began to notice. Jeremy had always been a little different, but as the year progressed, he had become more and more feminine. He had to have been going through hormone therapy, it was the only explanation. But he never talked about it, never confided in anyone. He’d let his hair grow out a bit, too, letting it turn into a blonde mop on his head, but he never changed the way he dressed or acted or anything.
Our town is depressingly conservative, and I have a feeling that if he’d come out as openly trans, there would have been trouble. I’d suspected he was planning on finishing high school as a boy, then moving away to start his life as a girl. It made sense, all things considered.
But then there was that day in the showers. That was when everything changed.
Jeremy was in my first-period Advanced PE class. That morning, after we’d done our running and calisthenics, we’d played volleyball, and it had gotten fairly intense. Afterward we were all sweaty and tired, but in high spirits. When we hit the showers, I think we were all still a bit excited.
The shower room was a huge open space, covered in porcelain tiles, with four central vertical pipes of stainless steel that went from floor to ceiling. Each pipe had four shower spigots. Sixteen spigots, thirty sweaty young guys, so we shared. We were the first class of the day, and it was always cold in there when we came in, so we had gotten into the habit of turning on all the showers, nice and hot, before we even stripped out of our shorts and tees. By the time we came to shower a few minutes later, the shower room was warm and full of steam.
I liked watching Jeremy when we showered. I tried not to be obvious about it, but he probably noticed anyway. I wasn’t the only one. I think half the class was sneaking peeks at him. His body had developed into a perfect girl’s body. Okay, maybe not perfect, he still had a flat chest and a dick, but everything else was perfect. With his slender waist, his long athletic legs, his wide hips and smooth round butt, from some angles it was like showering beside a centerfold. He also kept his body shaved clean and smooth, while the rest of us were proud of our newly-grown body hair.
That day, because I was watching, I noticed when Jeremy began to get an erection. He was sharing his shower with Bailey, a muscular guy with an enormous cock. I didn’t know if he was doing it on purpose or not, but Bailey seemed to be standing especially close to Jeremy, so close his dangling cock kept bumping and brushing against him. Jeremy was pretending not to notice, but I saw his eyes linger on that cock once or twice. The other guys showering at his post that day, I guess by coincidence, were also athletic and well-hung, so he was surrounded by big, swinging cocks. And so I noticed Jeremy’s own dick begin to stand up.
He was all too aware of it, and I saw him blush. He tried to turn away from the guys nearest him, tried to hide his erection with his hands without being obvious about it, but he was surrounded by guys, and there was no way to hide it. One by one, the guys around him took notice. When they did, they smiled. When Bailey caught a glimpse of Jeremy’s erection, he grinned, just for a moment. Then, straight-faced again, he began to crowd Jeremy even more. As Jeremy stood under the hot spray rinsing his hair, Bailey stood close behind him so that his big soapy cock was pressed between Jeremy’s butt-cheeks. Each time they traded places under the water, Bailey bumped or rubbed his cock against Jeremy’s hip or butt. Soon Jeremy’s dick was standing tall, in full erection.
I had to look away for a moment to tend to my own business, but when I looked back Bailey had his hand on Jeremy’s erect dick, stroking it slowly. Jeremy had his back to the shower post, and he was looking down at the hand on his penis. He didn’t look shocked or surprised. He didn’t seem to react at all, just stared down, unmoving, watching that big soapy hand sliding up and down on his erection, his mouth slightly open, his hands at his sides. I thought perhaps he was too stunned to react, and that he’d pull away or yell or something after a moment, but nothing happened. Bailey just kept stroking the smaller boy’s hard cock, and Jeremy just kept letting him.
I had to rinse the shampoo from my hair, which took half a minute, but when I looked again, Jeremy was still watching Bailey stroke his cock. Then, as I watched, Jeremy’s eyes moved slowly up to Bailey’s face, and they locked eyes. Jeremy’s expression was nearly blank, and with his mouth still hanging slightly open he just looked sort of mystified. Bailey was smirking. His expression said “Yes, I’m touching you, and I’m going to keep on touching you, what do you think of that?”
It went on and on. Jeremy’s eyes returned to that hand on his cock, and he just watched it stroking him, not trying to do anything about it. At least half the guys in that shower room were watching now, many of them grinning. Some of them were snickering, and whispering to each other. Everyone was waiting to see what would happen next. But Jeremy never tried to stop Bailey. I saw him blush again, at least I think he did, but that was all. And then Jeremy closed his eyes. I guess Bailey took it as tacit approval, and he stepped in closer. He added more soap and started using both hands. After a minute he was stroking Jeremy’s erection with one hand, while the other one slipped beneath, fondling his balls and then reaching behind them. Jeremy clutched the shower pole behind him with both hands, and his mouth opened a little more as he started to pant. His feet gradually moved apart, a little bit at a time. He was really getting into it!
I couldn’t tell what Bailey was up to. Whether he was serious or not. When he looked around at the other guys, he was smirking, like he was just teasing Jeremy, and was going to pull away at any moment and laugh at him. But when he was watching Jeremy he got a really serious look on his face, and I couldn’t help but notice that his big cock was getting bigger and starting to stick out.
Then Martin got in on it. He’d been watching intently from the other side of the shower pole, and now he stepped in close, right next to the pole, and reached in between Jeremy’s legs from behind, his hand all soapy. Jeremy shuddered, but he didn’t move or open his eyes. Martin was stroking his fingers up and down between Jeremy’s butt-cheeks, totally stroking his bottom-hole. He did that for a minute or so, and then his stroke paused, and changed. I could tell exactly when he pushed a finger up inside, because Jeremy arched his back and made a little noise.
Every guy in that shower room was watching. Nobody was soaping or shampooing, and nobody had left to dry off in several minutes. There were still a couple of groups of guys who were snickering and making remarks. They didn’t seem to like what was happening, but somehow they thought it was funny. The rest of us just stood there, watching Jeremy. It was weird. And Bailey’s cock was hard now. And Martin’s was getting hard too. I felt my own cock stirring, and when I looked around there were a lot of stiffening cocks. This was getting serious!
Bailey was still stroking Jeremy’s dick and fondling his balls and stuff. Martin was sliding his soapy hand slowly up and down Jeremy’s butt-crack, and every time his hand went down his middle finger slid up into Jeremy’s hole. It went on like that for a while. Everybody was watching, waiting for something to happen, but I don’t think Bailey and Martin knew what to do next.
Then Jeremy moved. He stepped away from the shower pole and turned to face it. He put his hands on it, gripping it about chest-high, and he spread his feet wide apart. The shower was spraying his head and back, but when he arched his back and stuck out his butt, the water ran off his waist, no longer washing over his butt-cheeks. He didn’t open his eyes or say anything. He just stood like that and waited. I’ll never forget how smooth and round and perfect his butt looked.
Bailey knew what he wanted now. Everyone did. We all watched as Bailey soaped up his big, hard cock. God, it looked huge, and Jeremy’s butt, despite being shaped just like a girl’s butt, was still fairly small. I held my breath as Bailey put the head of his cock between Jeremy’s butt-cheeks and started pushing. Everyone was watching.
When it went in, it went in suddenly, and Jeremy groaned in pain. His slender body shook and squirmed, but he didn’t open his eyes or move his hands or feet. Bailey didn’t back off. He paused for a half a minute, with just the tip of his cock inside. He wasn’t smirking or looking around now. He was totally focused on Jeremy’s butt. Finally, he grabbed Jeremy’s hips in his hands and pushed his cock the rest of the way in. Jeremy groaned again, but not as loud.
I was totally hard now. A lot of the guys were. If they were like me, they were imagining what it would feel like to fuck Jeremy the way Bailey was. I had never thought of myself as being gay, but fuck, Jeremy was so pretty! You didn’t have to be gay to want to fuck him.
There were still those two groups of guys who were acting like what was happening was disgusting, and they moved together so they could mutter about how disgusting it was, but I noticed they didn’t leave the shower room. They stayed to watch. Joel Hardwick was the loudest, and had the most insulting things to say about “that little fag.” I guess he was the ringleader of their little group.
Bailey started fucking Jeremy’s butt. He started out slow, watching his cock sliding in and out. Jeremy let out a little groan every time it went in, but I couldn’t tell if it was from the pain. He still squirmed a little, and sometimes he sort of whimpered when Bailey’s cock was sliding back out. Bailey started fucking him harder after a while, and that made him groan louder. Then suddenly Bailey was going at him really hard, and he was groaning too. After a few strokes he stopped, his cock buried all the way inside Jeremy’s bottom, and he just quivered, and I realized he was cumming. 
I had never seen anyone have sex before, except in internet porn, and it didn’t look like that in porn. But this was real. When Bailey pulled his dick out of Jeremy, there was cum still oozing from the tip of it. My dick was super-hard, and I was stroking it slowly with soap. I wasn’t the only one.
Jeremy never had a chance to straighten up. Martin was right there, stepping up behind him to take Bailey’s place, his dick hard and soapy. He stuck it in like it was nothing, but Jeremy let out another loud groan. Martin started fucking him, and it must have felt really good, because he groaned “Ohhh shit…” on the second stroke.
Martin fucked him for about five minutes, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, and then he was groaning too. When he pulled his cock out of Jeremy, Tyler was right there with his soapy dick in his hand, waiting for his turn. He stuck it in and started fucking in and out, and Jeremy didn’t move or say anything.
It was right about then that I realized what was happening. It wasn’t just Bailey and Martin fucking Jeremy. It could be all of us. I might get to fuck Jeremy’s butt myself! I could hardly believe it! I’d fantasized about fucking Jeremy lots of times while I was masturbating, but I’d never had sex with another person before. Thinking about taking my turn with him made my dick harder than ever! I started moving closer. In case a line formed, I didn’t want to end up at the end of it. A couple of the other guys had the same idea, and a line actually formed just as I got there. Only Sam and Roger were ahead of me. Other guys fell in behind me.
I don’t remember much about Tyler, Sam and Roger fucking Jeremy. All I could think about was the moment when I’d get to fuck him myself. When that moment came I was so excited I was trembling.
I looked down at him, and he was so beautiful I could hardly believe it. The shower poured over his slim body, running down his waist on both sides, unable to climb the smooth slope of his smooth, pale bottom. His cheeks were spread by his position, and his bottom-hole was so tiny and pink, still open just a fraction of an inch. I pressed the soapy tip of my dick into the hole, and it opened with only a little bit of pressure. It squeezed my shaft as I slid inside, and Jeremy let out a little groan.
His insides were boiling hot, and super-tight. I couldn’t believe how good it felt sinking my cock into his butt, and I moaned in pleasure. I wanted to just close my eyes and bask in the sensation, but at the same time I didn’t want to stop looking at his perfect ass between my hands. I guess I did a little of both.
I fucked him as slowly as I could, because I didn’t want it to be over too soon. But the longer my cock was inside him, the more I wanted to slide it in and out faster. His insides were like butter, like hot butter. I’d never felt anything so awesomely sweet in my life! I’d barely gotten started when I felt myself starting to cum. I tried to stop it, but it was unstoppable. I came, quivering and groaning wildly, squirting my cum inside Jeremy’s bowels. It was the best orgasm ever, but as I came down from it, I realized it was over. My dick was already beginning to shrink, and I had to pull it out. Still, I was grinning, a warm glow filling my insides.
I showered off again, watching as the next boy fucked Jeremy, and the next and the next. It went on for a long time. We didn’t have to worry about being interrupted. There was no second period PE class, and there was no one to interrupt us. We all knew that when we headed for the showers at the end of our class, Coach Murphy headed for the teacher’s breakroom. We had the shower room, and Jeremy’s body, to ourselves for at least the next forty-five minutes.
Eleven of us fucked Jeremy that first day. The others didn’t want to, weren’t ready, or whatever, but everyone wanted to watch. When it was over, Jeremy straightened up, and his dick, which we hadn’t really been able to see when he was bent over like that, was still partially stiff. He was panting and flushed, but I couldn’t tell if he was happy or sad. 
We all traipsed off to the locker room to towel off and get dressed, and Jeremy followed after another ten minutes in the shower alone. He seemed fine. Actually, he seemed better in a way. He had always tried to hide his body from us, like he was embarrassed about how he looked, or maybe he just didn’t want us to notice the changes. But now he wasn’t trying to hide it any more.
He walked down the row of lockers naked and proud, like he knew how hot he looked, and knew we knew. He walked like a girl, letting his hips rock with each step, and there was a tiny little smile on his face. I grinned as I watched him walk by. He took his time at his locker, like he didn’t want to get dressed until he absolutely had to. It made me happy, because he was happy about what we’d done. Also, I got to gaze at his nude body for a while longer. It was sort of weird, but I think he was even more beautiful than a regular girl because he had a dick and no tits. But I guess that was just me.
Anyway, that was how it all started with Jeremy. I’ll tell you all about it next time. Right now, I gotta get to class.
It was Biozone who made the discovery. Nightwraith’s pussy didn’t feel right in his hand, and as it began to swell and harden he scowled down at it, then moved the narrow strip of spandex aside to see what was going on.
Instead of a pussy, he was looking at the swollen shaft of a cock, neatly tucked into the crease of her crotch. It was pulsing with arousal, and trying desperately to straighten.
He looked up at her face, and met her clear blue eyes, cringing now with dread. “You’re trans,” he accused.
“She is?” said Monster, but his hand didn’t stop fondling her butt.
“I-I was trying to tell you, but…” Her voice broke.
“Wait,” said Gadiator, his hand freezing in the midst of mauling her breast. “If she’s trans, what am I squeezing here?”
“Rubber and gelatin,” she whispered. Her face was suddenly flushed with shame. “I’m sorry, I’m not really…” Again her voice broke with emotion.
Biozone grinned slowly. “I’ve never done a trans girl before,” he said.
“Me neither,” rumbled Monster, still kneading her firm bottom-cheeks.
Gladiator released his grip on her breast and stepped back. “You guys are still good?” he asked, surveying Nightwraith’s scantily-clad body through squinting eyes.
“Hell yeah,” said Biozone, licking his lips as he eyed the firm flesh of her taut stomach. “She’s still hot.”
“I’ll bet her little hole is super-tight,” said Monster.
“Okay,” said Gladiator with a shrug. “I’m willing to give it a try.”
Nightwraith was looking from face to face as they spoke, her eyes getting wider with each pronouncement. She’d been expecting outrage, humiliation and a severe beating from these hardened super-criminals once they’d uncovered her secret. She hadn’t even considered this possibility. “Y-you still… you still want me?” she stammered.
“Oh hell yeah,” said Biozone, reaching forward to stroke her restrained shaft with two fingers. “This here is gonna be a night to remember. I’ve always wanted to do it with a dick-girl.”
Nightwraith’s eyes closed tightly, her body tensing. She let out a long, shuddering breath. When she opened her eyes again, they were wet.
“Take me,” she whispered. “Take me hard. I won’t make it easy. I don’t want to fight you, but I have to. I don’t know if I still have a career now that my secret is out, but I can’t stop being a superhero. And superheroes don’t just give in. I have to resist. But please, don’t… don’t stop.”
Gladiator gave a subtle nod, a wicked smile slowly spreading across his face. “I get it,” he whispered back. “Fight all you want. Let’s make this look good.” The other two heard every word, and Biozone gave a tiny nod.
Criminals though they were, they, too, played the game. They understood the importance of staying true to one’s character, of playing the role, of maintaining the belief of one’s followers. They knew Nightwraith couldn’t yield, for the same reason they couldn’t let her go. The channels, too, understood the game, and conversations like the one they’d just had would be edited out to maintain the integrity of the superhero/supervillain paradigm.
Nightwraith abruptly exploded into motion, her body twisting and pulling with renewed energy. She yanked her right arm free of the slippery tentacles and slammed a fist into Biozone’s chin. All the tentacles convulsed and loosened as he was momentarily stunned, and she pulled the other arm free. She swung another punch at Biozone, but Gladiator was quick, and he caught her by the wrist. Monster grabbed her other arm when she drew back
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