A Bully's Transformation

After Joey and Kevin left the gym, Coach sat back at his desk while Billy collected himself, making an effort to clean up and be presentable for class.

"Now, Billy," the coach said. "I know you have gym class next period. I'll send for your bag and books from your English class while you wash up in the shower. I know today was a lot for you, and I'm sure your mind is racing about some of the changes you are feeling, so I don't want you to feel rushed or upset. I don't have anyone coming in right now, so why don't you use my staff shower to wash up, and you can use a washcloth to clean your clothes. When you're ready, you can join the rest of your gym class. Today, we are working on endurance exercises, so there's no rush.

Billy nodded and went to follow the coach to his shower stall. Coach Short punched in the code, and Billy entered a dressing room with towels and such. The coach came in with him and put his arm across his shoulder as he looked down at him.

"You doing alright, Son?" the coach asked gently.

Billy looked up timidly and nodded. Billy was still turned on from what he had just done. He couldn't shake the feeling of having been duped, but he couldn't deny having enjoyed what happened.

"Take your time, OK?" Coach said before he turned to leave. "We can talk about this after class."

Billy took a moment to relax as a coach left him in the dressing room before he undressed and went to the shower. Being still super turned on from what had just happened and with his mouth and lips tingling with the taste of coaches cum he had to stroke his aching dick. He stepped into the shower stall, turned on the warm water, and let himself relax. He revisited in his mind everything that had just happened in the past 40 minutes; the hand job, the blowjob, drinking Coach's cum and the utter feeling of femininity he felt through the whole process. He couldn't put a label on it at this point, but Billy felt like Coach Short was so fatherly to him he might be falling for him. He felt himself swoon, or what he assumed was a swoon, when Coach Short helped him using his 'test method'. He took a long, deep breath and allowed the water to wash over his hair, rinsing away the remnants of cum Joey and Kevin left behind.

Trusting the coach would give him plenty of time, Billy squeezed his small dick and started stroking with some of the shower gel. Closing his eyes he envisioned Coach's huge black dick and, how it tasted when Billy stroked with his tongue. He remembered the thickness as it stretched his jaw and throat. He could almost feel Coach's hand on the back of his head still as he worked the huge cock into his throat. Billy couldn't wait to suck Coach's dick again. He wanted to submit to him completely and be his girl. This thought pushed him right over the edge and for the first time in what felt like forever, he blew his load without wanting to lick it up. It was still only a few spurts compared to the huge loads he had received these past few days, but it felt amazing releasing it. He didn't want to wash the flavor of Coach out of his mouth, so he let this orgasm finish in the shower stall.

After cleaning up quickly, he finished his shower and got out, using one of the available towels to dry off, noticing that Coach Short had his bag delivered to the dressing room. He felt cared for and longed for more of that affection. He put his clothes back on and checked for anything apparent that needed to be washed off by hand. Grabbing a hand towel and wetting it in the shower, he used it to wipe off the few spots that were on his shirt. He held his shirt in front of the hand dryer to dry it off, and when it was clean, he put it on and grabbed his bag before proceeding to gym class.

When he entered the gym, a group of his classmates were doing mat exercises on the floor. He wasn't sure, but it looked like they were doing push-ups. Putting this bag on the bleachers, he went over to Coach for direction, and he directed him to an open mat where they were doing planks. Coach had him get down on the mat and, pointing out his classmates, indicated that Billy should try to do the same. The one-minute bell rang, and his classmates took a rest on the mat before the next set.

"OK, Billy, I'm going to show you how to do planks to help strengthen your core," Coach said to him. "It's almost like a push-up up except the idea is that you stay perfectly straight for one minute at a time, then rest for a couple of seconds before coming back up again. You do this five times and then take a rest. Hopefully, as you get stronger, you'll be able to do more in the future. I'll watch over, and if you need help, I'll come over."

The one-minute bell rang again, and Billy followed his classmates in doing plank exercises. It was harder than he thought, and he worked hard to impress Coach. Halfway through this set, Coach came back to check on him and knelt holding his hand under Billy's stomach.

"Now, Billy," Coach instructed, giving him goosebumps with his touch. "I need you to hold your stomach tight while you're doing this plank exercise. This is going to help you be stronger in everything you do. Let me feel you hold your stomach tight."

Billy tightened his stomach muscles as he held himself up in the plank position. He wanted to impress the coach more than ever after the morning's event. He felt the coach rubbing his hand from his stomach to his chest and back to see that he was holding his muscles firmly.

Speaking very softly closer to Billy's ear, Coach said, "That's it, my little girl, you're doing really well. I want you to get that body nice and strong so you can do whatever it is that you feel like you want to do, Baby Girl."

Billy glanced up at Coach's face to see him smiling down at him in a genuinely kind manner. He felt the affection and flirting from Coach. His heart fluttered while Coach looked at him and called him a girl. Billy finished these planking exercises with the rest of the class. They each took a 2-minute rest before the next exercise, walking lunges. The coach demonstrated the maneuver and had everyone practice two times before starting a full set. He explained this helped with balance and lower body muscle tone, along with general endurance

During the second set of lunges, Billy was showing signs of being tired, and the coach came over to assist. He stood behind Billy while holding his stomach and pulling him close. Billy felt the coach's hard body against him as he helped him with the lunges each time. As he switched legs for each lunge set, he felt the coach press against him causing himself to get excited as he felt the coaches dick pressed against his ass with each lunge. The coach helped him through the set and the following set before leaving him to do the rest himself. Billy felt abandoned or maybe even empty when the coach left him to finish the rest of the lunging exercises himself.

The next and last exercise was a body weight squat, which the coach demonstrated in front of the group. This exercise was targeting the lower body more than anything, and Billy worked hard to keep up. A number of his classmates petered out and went to sit on the mat, waiting for the exercise to finish. Billy pushed himself, wanting to again impress his coach, and swooned when he caught the coach's attention again. Coach Short came over and encouraged Billy to keep it up and stood behind him to help him stay in form. Billy felt the coach's body up against him as he squatted down each time and was pretty confident that as long as the coach was pressing his body against him, he could do this forever. He was pretty sure that he was smitten with Coach Short. He would do anything he asked right now. Billy pressed against the coach with each squat and felt the hard long shaft he had been sucking just a little while ago. He was disappointed when the exercise came to an end because he wanted to keep rubbing his ass against Coach's cock.

Coach instructed everyone to take a break, and they were gonna switch with the group outside who were running track. He had everyone make sure they hit the water coolers or bathroom if they needed to over the next two minutes before reporting out to the track. Billy went to the water cooler and stood in line waiting for his turn. Surprising him, Paul came up behind him and gently touched his shoulder.

"Hey, man," Paul said. "How's your morning been?

"Looks like I'm in for another crazy day," Billy said

Paul asked, "How did you make out after yesterday? Are you doing OK after that?"

"Yeah," Billy said more breathily than he wanted to. "Yesterday was great. Are you OK with it?" Billy asked nervously, not sure what Paul was getting at.

"Yeah," Paul said quickly. "Yesterday was great. It just sounded like it was the first time you did that, and I was worried that you were not OK. I texted you and didn't hear back, so I just wanted to make sure. I don't want to be weird about it or anything."

"No, no, sorry," Billy responded quickly. "I got home and had a crazy night and just went right to bed, so sorry I didn't reply to your text. But I liked it," Billy said before he thought about it.

"Oh man, that's so cool," Paul responded. "I was afraid you didn't like me sending you those texts. Jill gets weird about it when I send her pictures, so I just wanted to make sure I was doing the right thing."

"Oh, I like your pictures," Billy responded quickly, and before he could think again. "I mean, they're nice, or I don't mind them, or I don't know what I should say sorry."

"Hey, it's cool, man," Paul smiled widely in his response. "I get that you're nervous. Just say what you feel you know, I'm cool. Obviously, I appreciate everything you've done for me over the past couple of days, and if you'd like to do more, please let me know. I told you I'm free in the afternoons usually."

"Thanks, Paul," Billy replied, not entirely sure how to continue this conversation.

He didn't want it to end and just smiled at Paul before turning to get his water. He filled his cup twice and then stepped out of line, waiting for instruction from the coach. Paul joined him, standing close while they waited for the next instruction from the coach.

"Alrighty, Class," Coach began. "Now it's time to head outside, and we're just gonna do some casual laps around the track. Being able to run laps helps you not only increase your endurance but also measure your improvement more easily. I want you to pay attention to your heart rate and your speed. We have the timer clock at the starting point so that you can do the math with each lap. I don't want you to do more than you're capable of doing, and I certainly don't want you to push yourself to the point of exhaustion. The idea is to get to the point where you can easily run more laps in less time with less energy. Let's head out."

Everyone followed the coach outside to the track, where the other half of gym class was either resting or finishing up their laps. Coach instructed everyone to get in line for their laps and started the clock at the same time he instructed them to go. Billy started a casual run around the track, knowing he wasn't all that good at this in the last section, but was hopeful he could be better now. As he rounded the far end of the track, he saw the coach taking the rest of the class back inside, presumably to do the exercises that they had just finished. The jog around the track allowed Billy to collect himself from the intimate moments he and the coach had shared. He stayed to himself mostly and focused on his breathing and tracking his time as he rounded the track repeatedly. On his fifth lap, he was approaching the point he needed to rest and ended up over at the water cooler. He took a few cups of water and then sat on the bench waiting for this session to end. About 5 minutes later, the coach opened the back gym door and instructed everyone to roll back inside to get ready for their next class.

As Billy approached the gym door, Coach looked at him directly and indicated he wanted him to come over. Billy walked over to the coach as his classmates entered the gym to get changed for class.

Just as uh last classmate entered the gym locker room coach looked down at Billy and asked, "Are you doing alright, Baby Girl? Did you have a good workout?"

Billy's heart fluttered at the question, and he nodded before quickly saying, "Yes, Coach."

"That's good, Honey," Coach continued. "Listen, tomorrow I think you should wear something more appropriate for how you're feeling. Now I know you have a sister; I met her and she's very nice. Or at least she was a couple of years ago. Hopefully, she's nice enough to let you use her panties and bra. Do you think you could wear that for me tomorrow, Baby Girl?" The coach asked Billy.

Billy's heart fluttered even more than it already was, and he answered, "Yes, Coach. I'd love to," before he knew it.

"That's good, Baby girl," the coach almost growled in reply. "I wanna see you in something silky and sexy. Would you do that for me?"

"Yes, Coach, " Billy answered immediately.

"I had a good time today, and I can't wait to teach you more," Coach said in his deep, gravelly voice. "I can't wait to show you how to properly please a man. Are you gonna be a good girl for me?"

"Yes, coach," Billy said in a more feminine voice than he thought possible.

"That's good, Sweetie," Coach replied and reached back to squeeze Billy's ass as he pushed him off to the locker room with the rest of his classmates.

Billy's head and heart were spinning in circles as he walked into the locker room to get ready for class. He quickly changed his T-shirt from his bag and then headed out to Mr. Gibson's Computer Science class where he knew he was gonna have to do everything he could to resist dropping to his knees and sucking Paul's cock right in the middle of class.

Billy made his way to computer class and sat at his normal workstation. He booted up his PC and confirmed it was starting correctly as he excitedly waited for Paul to enter. About a minute before class started, Paul entered and sat at the same desk he had been at a few days ago. Billy made a point of looking to see if Paul was sporting a hard-on before he sat down. Paul noticed his glance and winked at him as he put his bag under his desk and sat at his PC. Billy, flushed with embarrassment, smiled at Paul's flirtation and wanted nothing more than to climb under the desk right then and swallow his pole.

Class picked up from where they left off before, with each student working on their coding project while Mr. Gibson circled the class. Billy kept catching himself looking over at Paul's desk, and a few times their eyes met with a smile. Billy's mind flashed all over from the morning at home, the incident in the coach's office, in the way he asked him to wear girls' underwear. Remembering the underwear request, Billy got excited and nervous thinking about wearing his sister's panties and bra tomorrow. He wondered if anyone would see or notice him; would Paul? Would Joey? Would his brother Jake? He did feel like it was the next natural step for him, as he's spent the last couple of days feeling more and more like a girl.

The rest of the class went the same where Billy would steal glances at Paul, daydream about the coach, and get excited about wearing girls' clothes. He figured he would have to do something during lunch, as he was excitable just from his imagination. He thought about after lunch, Mr. Stretch's class, and how nice he was to Billy the other day. He thought about Mr. Stretch's pants and the way his large cock ran down his thigh. Even before this week, Billy hadn't thought about sex as much as he does now. He would check out the girls try to get a peek in their shirt or at their ass but now felt completely obsessed with boys dicks.

When class ended, Paul came up to Billy and asked if he would be free sometime during the lunch period. He asked Billy if he would meet at his truck with a telling smile. Billy agreed and found himself anticipating having another go at Paul's cock. He went on to the cafeteria, got his lunch, and sat down contemplating everything that had happened today. He spotted Paul in the cafeteria sitting with Jill and some other girls, and watched him, wondering what he was thinking. He wondered how Paul felt having Billy give him blow jobs and swallow his come. Did he think of Billy as a boy, or did he see him as more feminine, like apparently his coach? He wondered what Jill would say if she knew Paul was getting blowjobs from him. Would she be jealous? Is he jealous of her for the attention Paul gives her all day?

Billy's head spun with these thoughts as he ate his lunch, watching for Paul to get up and leave. Paul caught his gaze and nodded his head to the side, indicating he was gonna head to the parking lot. Billy found himself excited to meet his friend in the lot knowing that he would be down between his legs and sucking his cock in short order. Dropping his tray off, he headed out to the lot and looked around for Paul's truck. He walked around the corner to look in the back section of the parking lot just as Paul pulled up in his pickup truck. Billy opened the door and stepped into Paul's truck; it was more like a step up as the truck was pretty high with large wheels.

"Hey, man," Paul said as Billy buckled up. "I told my girl I had to go get gas. Thanks for riding along."

Billy nodded and watched as Paul drove out of the lot down the street to the gas station. He wondered what Paul had in mind, or did he really just want his company? He found himself slightly disappointed that he wasn't asked to immediately get on the floor and suck Paul's dick but then shook the thought from his mind and watched as Paul filled up the gas tank.

A couple of minutes later, Paul climbed back into the truck, buckled and started driving. It was hard for Billy not to stare at him, waiting for him to ask what he knew he wanted. He had to force himself a few times to turn back and watch the road and nervously wondered what he could talk about.

"So, Billy," Paul asked, breaking the silence. "What do you do when you're not in school? Kind of realized I don't know anything about you, and we're sort of becoming friends. I mean, with everything you've done for me this week, it seems crazy I don't even know anything about you."

Billy was taken aback by the question and touched that Paul wanted to know more about him. Equally so, he didn't know anything about Paul except that he'd been dating Jill for the past couple of years.

"Uh," Billy paused. "I don't know, man. I play Overwatch a lot. My dad, brother, and sister work a lot, so I spend a lot of time taking care of the house and stuff since I'm home the most. I kind of started doing that when my mom left a few years ago."

"Hey, sorry to hear that your mom bailed," Paul replied sympathetically. "Do you see her sometimes, or does she call?"

"No," Billy responded sadly. "She and my dad got in a fight about her cheating on him. To be honest, I don't think it was the first time they were fighting, but it was the worst. The next morning, she had left with a note that said she would miss us and figure out how to reach us once she was free," Billy explained.

"Man," Paul responded. "That's kind of rough if you don't mind me saying. I mean, have you guys heard from her at all?"

"That's the thing," Billy continued. "My dad's not that bad, so I'm not sure what was so bad for her. I mean, he drinks, but he doesn't get drunk. He works long hours sometimes on the weekends, but" Billy paused. "We waited to hear from her for a couple of years, but never heard anything, so I don't know what to say. I miss her for sure. I think my brother and sister do too. I know my dad misses her. I can tell he's lonely."

"Well, that's kind of rough, man," Paul said. "If you ever want to talk about it, I'm here to listen. My parents are still together, but I don't think they're happy. They might be just staying together until I graduate. Things have changed over the past few years. Especially after my sister moved out. We haven't hung out as a family since my sister left, so in a way, I kind of miss my parents, too. They're both there but not really there if you know what I mean."

Billy listened, and his heart ached for Paul as he listened to him talk about his parents. One side of him wanted to commiserate with him, but the newly emerging feminine side wanted to hug him and comfort him. It was an inner struggle for Billy to figure out how to respond to this meaningful moment between him and his new friend.

"That also sounds sad," Billy responded, acknowledging Paul's feelings. "You're welcome to hang out at my house sometimes if you like. I mean, if you don't wanna be around your parents or something. I'll text you my address in case you ever want to just pop over and play Overwatch or something."

"Thanks, man," Paul replied as they pulled back into the school parking lot. There was only about 15 minutes left before the next period started, and Paul asked, "Um, do you think if we pulled in the back lot there at the corner by the track, I can kind of see the whole school. My windows are mostly tinted," Paul stumbled through the request. "Would you be cool with."

"Yeah," Billy responded excitedly, knowing what he was asking. "I'd like to actually."

With renewed excitement, Paul circled the truck around to the back and parked facing the school. He unbuckled, spun to his side, leaned against the driver's side window, and brought his one leg up against the back of the bench seat, revealing his sizable bulge. Billy could see that Paul was already excited and unbuckled, immediately crawling over to him on the bench seat. He felt like such a girl right now getting ready to suck Paul's dick in his car. Undoing his pants and helping him pull them down over one leg, Billy stared as Paul's dick laying on the seat heavy and dripping. He reached down with his fingers and lifted it to his mouth, reveling in the flavor that was now familiar to him. Billy fed Paul's dick into his mouth swallowing more and more of his thickness. His tongue played along the bottom as he felt Paul's dick reach the back of his throat where he relaxed and easily took it in.

"Wow, man," Paul said. "I can't believe you can just swallow my dick so easily. Jill gets weird about it and gets mad when she starts to gag. She mostly just sucks on the tip, so when you do this, I need you to know just how lucky I feel," Paul complemented.

Billy warmed with the compliment as he fed Paul's cock down his throat. He wanted to please him and make him feel good. As it had occurred several times over the past few days Billy felt the tingling on his tongue and mouth as Paul's dick dripped cum. Within a few strokes, Billy had bottomed out against Paul's body. Paul gripped the back of Billy's head and held him there for several seconds as Billy used his tongue to play with his dick. Releasing a bit of pressure Billy was able to pull back and suck briefly on the top of Paul's cock. With his dick now covered in spit, Billy started sliding up and down the shaft, allowing Paul to enter his throat easily each time. Billy sucked hard when he pulled back each time feeling his cheeks pressed against the shaft of his friend's thick and long cock. He was surprised at how comfortable he felt doing this and how much he wanted to be doing this. He guessed at this point having sucked four different cocks in just the past few days his skills and comfort we're growing exponentially. He was proud of how good he was at sucking Paul's dick and secretly couldn't wait to do it again. He liked being in Paul's truck sucking on his dick for him and working to swallow his cum. With his one hand holding himself up and his other cradling Paul's heavy balls, he could feel himself approaching his orgasm. He focused on servicing the top half of Paul's dick with his tongue and lips, his mouth tingling with anticipation to receive his load.

"Billy, I was hoping you would be sucking my dick this morning so bad I didn't even take care of business before I left the house," Paul revealed. "I love the way you suck my dick man. It feels so good when you swallow it like that, and when I shoot my load into your mouth and you swallow my cum. Maybe tomorrow morning, you can meet me here in the lot, come get my morning load? This could be our new thing."

Billy moaned at the thought of sucking Paul's dick every morning for him. Being in the school parking lot waiting for him to arrive, climbing into his truck and servicing his dick seemed to Billy the best possible way to start his day. He stroked the bottom half of Paul's dick working to get his prize while every several moments taking time to swallow the whole shaft. He felt Paul's balls lift and prepare to release its load into Billy's waiting mouth. Just as he had this thought Paul grunted as his cock flexed, releasing his thick, heavy cum into Billy's mouth. As it had done the day before, it poured into his mouth, and he worked hard to swallow it so it wouldn't spill. Billy moaned with each swallow, and while he wanted it to last forever, he eventually ended with the last few spurts into his mouth. Billy sucked his way off Paul cock and showed him his last mouthful of cum before swallowing it and showing him his empty mouth. He leaned down quickly and licked the last drop dripping from his dick before sitting back in his seat.

Paul looked at Billy, smiling as he redressed himself and said, "Billy, I meant all that stuff I said earlier. If you wanna meet here in the morning, I would sure love it. I usually walk Jill to her class and then go to my class, but I could just as easily walk back out here. It might mean you miss home room sometimes, so you'd have to go check in, but I'd sure love a blowjob in the morning. My dick was aching so much when I got to school today thinking you might be here and hungry for my cum."

"Yeah," Billy replied excitedly. "That sounds fun. I mean anytime you want, and I'm free. I like doing it for you."

"Man, I swear," Paul responded. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were a girl inside that body. I mean, you look kind of cute right now actually smiling at me. I've been kind of checking you out all day. In homeroom and gym class. I mean, I know you're a guy and all, but you look kind of cute, almost like you're wearing makeup or something. Anyhow, sorry, I didn't mean to make it weird."

"No, don't be sorry," Billy reassured Paul. "I think something's happening to my body, but it'll probably change back. I'm not sure. I noticed it today, too. But I'm not wearing makeup or anything. Just something weird with my body, I guess."

"That's cool, man," Paul said, turning off his truck to head back into school. "Let's head back. I'll see you later in Math."