And the “he” is used a bit loosely here – Kamio got no cock nor balls, but a fine slit. That meant he was a cuntboy, the shorty kind who was still well-muscled enough to pass for a real dude in PE lessons and having his lack of the bulge barely noticed by anyone. Normally, doing the project himself and writing about his life with a pussy would be good enough for a decent grade, the glaring eyes notwithstanding. But that would be a bit boring, without other boys getting on him, as he’d built his circle without any way to have “boy”-boy skinship.
Who’d be better – getting a cock without the stigma of appearing to be “gay”? He’s been eyed on – and yeah, the eyes belonged to Nanase. A “girlfriend”, sorta. Almost everyone knew they were together for some time, and they were a perfect match – teasing with down-to-earth, tall with short, and hot with unassuming. The cleavage opened by the unbuttoned shirt facing him, and her smug grin, said a lot. She wanted to be a pair in the project with him.
That was more than perfect. She was in the same shoe with him. The first night she’d been to his place, getting some hot rubbing, they knew each other’s quirk. Once he unzipped his pants and revealed something delicate beneath the pubic hair, she had him pushed back and, grubbing from her plain underwear, something thick. A full member with the balls, and nothing else.
“Ya’ll like a pair with ma’, probs!”
After she’d leaned and spread her legs over the bedsheet, Kamio found the member tightly packed. Lightly removing the band of underwear holding it back, the little dick head flung up, with a lightly red and enjoying face by Nanase. Both of them are ready for the dick between them to be milked. The gush of Nanase was one of hell a thrust. After a quick groping, he had it all over his face, like the female part in a normal pull. Nanase panted, a bit ecstatic, and Kamio felt a little squirt on his exposed part. Time for the real deal – Kamio backed off, grabbed the same stick and dripped it right on the squirt on his body…
In the end, the fire burned all over Kamio and Nanase from beholding each other’s precious secret.
But what if he had had a dick, like a normal guy and Nanase as a futanari?
Even better - wouldn’t having each other’s body nice for them? He could play with Nanase’s boobs on the chest, and finally got to jerk off with the cock on the groin. Nanase, meanwhile, would feel how orgasms from a pussy could be… More pleasure than they had now. Even better - that could be a part of the project after which they’d recall about.
The next day, Kamio slowly unwinded her eyelids. It was Saturday – no extra lessons this week. A pair of soft, mushy, yet ample weight over her chest, and instead of the fitting boxers holding another pair of intimate lips, she had the sky-blue pantsu clutching the dormant member. The little trick Kamio found last night worked! This meant “Kamio” on the same bed was actually Nanase in the cuntboy’s body. He was still asleep like dead – but Kamio was ready to end whatever dream he was having! Little by little the boxers were pulled down, until she saw the same pubic hair, dark and barely shaved, and the moist flaps. She inserted a fine fingernail inside, stirring the juice inside, while the body stirred. Then, with the cock erected and dripping, it was time to wake him up by a few punches in the belly!
A week later, Kamio took on the same smug face as the body often had, the same shirt unbuttoned for the perfectly-sized cleavage to be revealed, like she’d always done. As “Nanase”, she had enough love-filled eyes on her and her flesh, sought after by most of the class. But she eyed only the short boy to her side whom she had been inextricably entwinned with. And having a glimpse of “Kamio”’s smooth groin, something in her underwear was itching…
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