Chapter #5His Childhood Friend by: Gator   … his friend, Opal. The Hispanic teen was leaning against the wall with her hands tucked away behind her back. She was wearing her usual running attire: a pink tank top, black running shorts and gray running shoes. The sweaty clothes clung tightly to her, teasing at the gorgeous and athletic body underneath.
Her green eyes met James’ and she smiled in relief. “Finally.” She hopped up, her chin-length black hair softly bouncing at the hasty movement, and scurried towards him. She snaked her hand into his and sharply tugged him out of the room. James barely caught the passive-aggressive smile on Paula’s face drop off before he was led into the hallway and then out the house.
“Your mom’s a bitch.” Opal huffed as the two teens shut the front door behind them. With the two being the same age and friends since childhood, she had met James’ mother many times before, and every encounter only made her detest the woman even more.
“Tell me about it…” James shrugged. He saw no point in dwelling on the obvious. He was more curious about why his sporty friend hadn’t departed for camp with the rest of their friends. “Why didn’t you go to summer camp?” James asked with a slight tilt of the head.
It was Opal’s turn to shrug. “Camp’s just… boring, you know?” She stretched her arms upwards. “I also don’t want my schedule getting messed up. This body of mine takes work!” She leaned forward to touch her toes, sticking her plump butt out towards him with a playful smirk on her face. James blushed a little and looked away. She had always been somewhat of a tease, but in the recent years such acts had increased in both frequency and intimacy. While he was thankfully she wasn’t as forcefully as his mother was, it still was pretty awkward for him.
Opal chuckled as she stood up. “You want to hang out at my place?” She asked with her hands on her hips. “We could be workout buddies! You do look like your packing on some pounds there…” Winking at him she poked his belly.
James lightly chuckled and batted the finger away, before his face turned uneasy. “… Will your mother be there?” He asked. When Opal nodded he clicked his tongue.
Opal’s mom Sue was quite the attractive woman for her age and experiences. The forty-five year old mother of five had a body only slightly behind her only daughter in terms of attractiveness. All that exercise and dieting the personal trainer had done in her early years was clearly paying off now, even though it couldn’t stop a few wrinkles and her hair from going gray.
Personality-wise, she was a nice woman, if a bit haughty at times. What made James uneasy around her was how she greatly enjoyed teasing him, especially about his ability. Despite her general kindness, it seemed Sue couldn’t help herself when it came to his transformations. She was almost as bad as Paula.
He’d never forget when he had just become a teen and Sue had tricked him into becoming a carton of milk, which she gave to an unaware Opal to drink. He spent three whole days in the young girls body, being processed and absorbed like all the milk she drank, till finally he embarrassingly exited her into the toilet. When she flushed it was the most terrifying thing he ever experienced. He was pulled into darkness by the rushing water, before his consciousness thankfully returned to the carton which Sue had hidden in her room.
Sue had sincerely apologized when he had turned human again, buying him everything he wanted from the toy store and promising never to do it again. But every time he saw her afterwards he saw that desire building up behind those green eyes of hers, and he had no idea when that dam would burst.
Opal easily picked up on her friends uncertainty. “If mom tries anything, I’ll kick her ass!” She explained, proudly puffing out her chest.
A small smile appeared on James’ face at the display. “… Sure.” He said.
Opal beamed happily at his answer. “So we walk together right? I mean I’d like to run, but I don’t thing you’d be able to keep up when I really get going.” She put a hand on her chin, pondering if James could possibly keep pace with her. Then a different vision played out in her mind. “Or maybe I could run and you could…” She met James eye-to-eye and slowly, seductively, licked her lips. “… get me some bottled water for the run home, if you catch my drift.”
James looked at her, surprised. Opal laughed at his reaction. “Joking! I’m joking!” She said before gently biting her lower lip. “Unless you want to…”
James felt his face start heating up. When he was slurped down into her as milk all that time ago, it had felt strangely pleasurable being digested by her, though the fear of death had blocked that out during the ride. Now that he knew he’d return to the container when his journey finishes, the idea of being swallowed down by Opal, who this time knew and was willing, was extremely tempting.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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