Not Falling For It

 

 

HEAVY NSFW WARNING!!! (contains le 5ex)

The 2nd part was originally going to be bonus text for the first part, but it was getting too interesting to leave it like that. Now the 1st part is basically the prologue! Finding a pic for the 2nd part was very difficult but I'm really satisfied with how it turned out.

Edited to say "pigtails" instead of "ponytails." I thought that's what it said - I must have read this 20 times. I swear I never noticed. I used to not like pigtails on a character design, but now I love them. Especially moderately floofy, high ones like that one yuri girl in Frieren.

Part 1 sauce: https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/624796

Part 2 sauce: https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/512596

 

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My friend and I didn’t exactly have the same personalities – they say opposites attract, but to be honest you never really think about people that way. I was usually a more shy person, but he was able to bring out my competitive side for all sorts of weird, and sometimes dangerous, things. It was all in good fun, though – we just liked to challenge each other and mess with each other. One day we found a strange remote, one that could shift reality to make it as though we were born as completely different people. He pressed some things, and we ended up here – as two high school girls who, from a distance, probably look like an unbelievably cute pair of friends.

He was probably messing with me, as I got put in the body of a lovable, generously-proportioned girl who had pink hair and two large pink pigtails – and she also came with a sizeable pair of breasts. My face was smooth, good-looking, and very soft – and whenever I saw it in the mirror I would unavoidably blush from both the embarrassment and amusement of seeing such an adorable sight.

He himself was in a more subtle, but still very cute body – boyish and on the smaller side, with innocent brown hair and perfectly sized small tits... and mega-cute, gentle round red eyes that anyone could die for. I never particularly thought that petite girls were my type, but something about this one was kind of alluring... if only it wasn’t for the fact that it was him in there.

I had no idea what exactly he did, and he seemed to not want to let on any more details, so I went along with the game and we went our separate ways, meeting up only at our new school. I figured if he was gonna put me in a strange girl’s body without permission, then I was going to have my own fun as well. So I hid the remote from him, forcing us to actually try to settle in to these lives for a while as I waited for him to fess up what he was really doing.

I noticed that his personality had somewhat changed – he was already good at hiding his emotions, but now with a new face and in a new situation, it became even harder to read what he was thinking, and even though we were hanging out every day, I felt sort of distant from him in a way. He just appeared shy and hesitant all the time, but surely he wasn’t actually feeling that way all the time. I myself was feeling strangely confident as a girl – at least when I wasn’t with him. He surely had some smugness deep down in there. I couldn’t stand it, and it even made me angry at times. I wanted to beat him at his own game, and I wanted to learn everything about him until I could read his emotions like a book.

I teased him, pretending and playing the part of the aggressive friend. Since he wanted to try being a girl so bad I decided to go at him like that as well, so I kept trying to get on top of him and touch him and hopefully embarrass him. Somehow each time he would outsmart and escape me, or tell me something to get me all mad and flustered and play me like a fiddle.

I guess I eventually realized that this game wasn’t worth it. I was getting way too invested in keeping up with my life as a random girl, and I was getting way too deep into a kind of roleplay that was incompatible with who I really was. I wasn’t ready to cave just yet, so I went to check on the remote... and of course it was missing. It was obviously his doing, so I remained mostly unfazed, but I still wasn’t able to confirm it, and it’s not like I was gonna ask him... It certainly had to be him though – how else would he be able to continue on like this, not showing any worry at all?

I guess I’m okay with this for just a little longer…

***

I couldn’t take it anymore. I brought him back to my room on the ruse that I needed help with my homework again. We were still in our uniforms, fresh from another day of school that I barely remembered any of. I got him to lay down on my bed. He had no idea how much danger he was in. As I looked down at his female body, the thought crossed my mind of how I was usually the one laying there in that position – and surely, every night, I look just as vulnerable as he does now. The thought made me angry for some reason.

I grabbed for the nearest suitable object, finding a plastic stapler. Leaving him no opportunity to object, I jumped on the bed, towering over him on all fours. Due to the height difference, by boobs hung down in front of his face, my nipples resting on his cheeks, and – even through my shirt and thick bra – I could feel his warm breath against their cold tips. I was already beginning to hate them being as big as they were, but I hoped that at least he would be able to enjoy them. I used my dominant right hand to hold down his wrist as I maneuvered the stapler down to his panties, all the while maintaining my fixated glare at his face.

Finally I rammed the back end into his tight opening, his mouth letting out a too-girlish yelp, finally breaking the silence. Not having any idea of how to satisfy him I forced myself to move it as slowly as I possibly could, which was still quite fast, and probably uncomfortable. His skirt was still down, blocking any view of what was going on – though my boobs filled up most of the space – but it didn’t matter, as I brought my face down on top of his, my bangs brushing against his hair and pushing it into his eyes and making him squint and produce some tears. My boobs pressed hard against his chest, nearly smothering him as nearly my entire body weight pushed down on top of them, and my legs stuck outwards as I instinctively rubbed my crotch against the back of my hand that was holding the stapler.

His breath quickened and I could hear his small moans, and I could feel his hand gripping mine. I felt moisture and rubbing as he started licking my chin, and the knowledge that he was finally reciprocating me made me happier than I could ever imagine. The stapler must have fallen off because I found my hand nakedly exploring his female cavern, but I didn’t miss a second as I did my best to feel it up, trying not to scratch him with my fingernails. My arms were already starting to feel sore, as I was reaching my arm in at an awkward angle, while also trying (and failing) to hold up some of my body weight to avoid crushing him underneath. I greedily quickened my pace – keeping my eyes closed as I was somehow afraid to open them – and then, finally, I could sense the signs of his excitement reaching its peak. When I heard it coming, I quickly moved my hand under my own panties, and it didn’t take much to make me achieve release as well – my mouth letting out an embarrassingly loud sigh. Before it was even over I became completely limp, my girlish stamina already exhausted. I just barely managed to move enough to the side to not be completely on top of him.

I lay there and stared at his eyes, once again unable to read his simple but oh-so-complex expression. He knew that he was the one who had to give his approval. He looked loosely back at me for over a minute as we both caught our breath, and then he looked down at my lips, which probably looked just as smooth and defenseless and kissable as his. I wanted to close my mouth to avoid his gaze, but I couldn’t stop myself from needing more air and gasping with my girly breath. After an eternity of waiting, I saw his face change, and with the small smile on his face I knew – despite how long he might continue trying to play hard to get – that we really would be happy together forever.