My Freaky Freshman Year

My Freaky Freshman Year

Chapter 2 of 4

All characters are over the age of 18 at the time of any sexual activity.

We continue with Theo and Lily's first months at university, a competition that raises the stakes, and some bad news.

A huge shout out to my beta readers and editors: thatsbogus, SpotInTheSand, and Rawsilhouette, all fantastic Lit authors. Please consider browsing their author pages for some great stories.

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I roused the next morning, immediately appreciating the comfortable warmth of Lily'sbig spoonbehind me. The black bodysuit lingerie I'd worn to the frat Halloween party that was somehow supposed to be aSexy Witchcostume still clung to my body, and my breasts hung out of the stretchy cups. She'd draped an arm over my chest in the night, covering my exposed mounds.

We'd switched places a few times over the summer since that fateful week before Senior Prom, and even woke up together in a similar, wonderful state, but today was different.

Today startedNo Nut November.

I wasn't excited that our respective roommates had essentially challenged the four of us to be voluntarily celibate for a whole month, but of course... it was a challenge, and Lily and I were involved. So... obviously.

When Lily insinuated that I had essentially zero chance of winning due to my base guy-brain urges, of course I had to take it up a notch, regardless of the consequences.

Switch bodies for the month and make it fair!I said, immediately regretting my words but obviously unable to take them back at that point. I'd existed as her for as long as a week, a month was only four or so of those strung together.

Be a girl for a month. Don't let myself rub one out. Don't let Lily use my body to make me lose... I got this.

I was mentally chanting the words to myself as I forced myself out of bed. I knew there was a good chance she'd win anyway. Just being around her, in either body, was a constant source of delicious sexual frustration that until now I'd been allowed to relieve on a whim.

I maneuvered over her, still asleep, and grabbed one of my own hoodies and a pair of boxers from my dresser. I glanced at myself in the mirror and admired how adorable I was, as her of course, even in too-large guy clothes.

I fetched Lily's laptop from her room across the hall, quietly tip-toeing by Adam and Chrissy, still asleep on her bed.

Making sure the door was locked, I woke her and we spent the next several hours going over details for our November side quest. No sex, no getting off alone, but do that while inhabiting the other person's body and life.

Most of our classes had virtual options, so we could simply attend via Zoom with cameras off, assuming it was a lecture where we didn't have to interact. For the others, we'd actually have to trade places. A couple of classes were in person and small enough that we'd be recognized, so we made sure the other knew enough about the subject to at least take appropriate notes. Finals weren't until December, so tests wouldn't be an issue.

We'd both spent a week as each other in high school, so this should be no big deal.Right?

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As timing would have it, we started Cross Country practice the next day. It was apparently a late start to the season, but the previous coach had left over the summer and the college was late finding a replacement. Despite the new staff, the team was far more organized than our high school version. We even got two full sets of outfits and shoes. The trail system the team used was a couple of miles from the university, so we had to load up into vans and drive out there. The vehicles seemed to naturally split between boys and girls, so I didn't get to see Lily until we arrived.

"Hope you were friendly to your teammates," she said quietly as we all warmed up.

"Most seem nice. This Vanessa girl seems kind of bitchy though," I added, lobbing a glance at a red-headed girl doing lunges on the other side of the small clearing. "Made sure she told everyone her PR stats and that she was here as a walk on." I appreciated the appropriate cattiness in my voice. "You in good with the guys?"

"I tried, but it's mostly justhey bro, andcrush that trail, dude."

"I told you making friends isn't hard," I grinned. "We're not all that complicated."

She laughed. "Indeed. So we're gonna do basically the whole season... like this. I know this doesn't impact our scholarships or anything, but try and do well, okay?"

I cocked my head and crossed my arms. "Like we're all of a sudden gonna get lazy and not compete at everything?"

"Alright," she said with a sideways smile, "just making sure. Remember, you'll only run 6K, so you'll have to time your finish kick a little differently."

"We got this,Theo." I made sure to emphasize my own name in case someone overheard.

We had a good run, the trail the university maintained was way nicer than our high school's beat-up path through some trees. I quickly got used to running in Lily's body again, especially having worn a proper sports bra this time. Sweaty and pulsing with endorphins, we all piled back into the vans for the short drive back to school. Lily and I locked eyes as the vans unloaded, the gender groups of our teammates heading for their respective locker rooms. Sharing a subtle shrug, we just followed them in.

I'd already seen Chrissy in the buff the day before, but I wasn't prepared for the reality of the enticing bounty of bare flesh that quickly filled my eyes. I tried to keep my gaze natural and focused on the task of simply undressing and getting to a shower, but it wasn't easy. A dozen or so other girls with lithe runner's bodies... I was again glad not to currently have a penis. I silently compared my own borrowed body and decided that I was top two or three in the group. I think I tied for nicest tits, but Gretchen managed to pack in some extra curve in her tight spandex bottoms.

Washing in the communal showers presented all kinds of material that I was actively trying to forget as quickly as it came in. I was doing a poor job. I had a brief pang of guilt as I perved on my teammates without their knowledge, but watching Gretchen scrub the suds off her shapely ass quickly banished the thought.

Lily was waiting for me when I exited the locker room, of course having finished far earlier. We shared another look and both grinned rather wide as we walked back toward campus hand in hand.

"So that was awkward," she said once we were out of earshot.

"Did you look?"

"Of course I looked. It's hard not seeing all these schlongs just hanging there. Do you guys just like... stare at each other?"

"Not really stare," I said, "but yeah, we look. Compare."

"Thanks for giving me a leg up there," she said with a smile. "I kinda thought I had a few jealous looks."

"You didn't get..."

"Hard? No!" she tutted. "I was in a locker room with a bunch of sweaty guys! Do you think that would arouse me?"

"Well, you seemed to like it when I was naked and sweaty after a run."

"That's because it's you, doofus. And I was a girl... I don't really know any of those guys, let alone have any kind of relationship."

"Interesting," I said, trailing off.

"Are you saying you got all hot and bothered showering with a bunch of random naked girls?" She flashed me a look like there was a single correct answer.

"Uhh... maybe a little." I looked into her eyes for some kind of understanding. "I mean, there were twelve sets of tits and asses, Lily... runners asses! Plus yours-- er, mine, which I still like looking at in the mirror, by the way." I smirked unapologetically.

"When we switch, you do find guys attractive though, right?"

"Well, yeah," I said with a sideways glance at her. "I figured it kinda came with the body."

"Yeah, I kinda get that. I mean I can still look at a guy and be attracted, but the girls now? Holy shit, Theo... it's almost scary."

"Confusing, isn't it?" I said, letting out a sigh and taking a minute to let the strange experience normalize a little.

"Maybe it's one of those things like me not being able to drive stick until I'm... you," she said, probably triggering our memories of that first panicked morning we switched.

I thought about taking the obviousdriving stickjoke she had teed up for me, but thought better of it.

"Have you seen Adam naked yet?" I asked.

She looked at the pavement as we walked. "Well, yeah, we're roommates. And I'm guessing you already experienced Chrissy's... lack of modesty," she chuckled.

"Maybe," I said noncommittally. "You feel a little guilty doing this without them knowing?"

"Yeah, kinda. I hadn't really thought about it when we agreed to this." Lily exhaled loudly. "Gonna be an interesting month."

"Just wait until my hormones take over all the way and you see the blonde girl in my Psych class..." I expected a shove to the shoulder or at least a verbal jab, none came.

Lily's mouth stretched into her signature evil grin, which somehow was just as unnerving on my face.

"What?" I asked. She just shook her head and kept walking.

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As that first week progressed, we had to have a few impromptu emergency texts to clear up details we hadn't discussed. I'd forgotten to tell her that Fridays wereGrand Theft Autonights for Adam and I, which she obviously had no idea about or desire to play.

A couple of in-person classes demanded surreptitious photos of a classmate so we could get names or details of some earlier conversation. I even had to fend off a rather insistent but cute guy in one of her classes that had obviously asked her out at some point. The prospect gave me a weird tingle, but I responded with a hopefully-repeatedI have a boyfriend, dude.

I found getting to know Chrissy fascinating, not wholly unlike the time I'd spent with Zoey. She seemed to look up to me and value everything I said, but with the stark difference of cussing like a sailor when nobody else was around. She always wanted to paint my nails when we were finished studying or otherwise had nothing else to do. I couldn't think of a reason to say no, so I let her, and ended up appreciating the time to talk.

I felt a little bad for Lily, not that Adam was a bad guy or stupid by any means... but as I'd come to grips with years ago, we males often don't go very deep. In three days living with Chrissy, I had a pretty good picture of her hopes and dreams, her biggest fears, and what she would and would not eat on pizza. Thank God she was content staying largely on the giving end of the conversation, because I would likely have failed spectacularly atbeing Lily.

Lily and I were sitting on her bed one evening, having quickly agreed to stop our very brief makeout session to watch something on Netflix instead. I leaned backwards between her legs with my head on her chest.

"See, we can be together and keep our clothes on," I said, actually meaning it. I snuggled into her body and let her hold me.

Not five minutes had passed before I felt her erection beginning to press against my back. She leaned her head down and whispered in my ear.

"If we don't actually cum, it doesn't count, right?"

"Theo!" I hissed, surprising myself that I used the name appropriate for the body I was yelling at. I batted her hand away from the breast she'd been not-subtly cupping for the last few minutes.

"If you wanna lose, I'll help you lose right now..." I parted my lips in a wideOand flashed her some bedroom eyes.

She sucked in a breath like she was strongly considering it.

"God, this is harder than I thought," she said. "Huh-huh, hard..." she giggled.

"Ohmigod, the transformation is complete," I laughed. "Where's all your control now, miss iron-clad self restraint?"

She huffed and gently pushed me away so I could spin and look at her.

"Listen, I'm sorry I made fun of you and your stupid guy urges, I get it. Need to spread my seed, ooga ooga!"

"You just can't not, can you?" I said with an arched eyebrow. I had a visual flash of what my current face looked like, having seen this very expression many times before. "You haven't lost yet, on your own, right?"

"No," she huffed. "But God, I wanna lock that door and do things to you right now..."

Her words started the heat between my legs, which I knew in more than one part of my brain needed to be suppressed. I inhaled and released a deep breath. "I should go back to my room now, before we do something dumb."

Lily did some deep breathing too before she spoke. "We're good, we need to let this play out so it's all fair and we learn what we're supposed to learn here."

I laughed. "Did we just switch bodies back and I didn't know it?"

"Hilarious. Come on, kiss me goodbye and send Adam back. I need to watch him steal cars and kill hookers, but convince him my thumbs are sore so I don't have to play."

Lily lunged at me, but gently took my head in her hands before pulling us together. I melted into the kiss, sweet and tender and urgent all at once. Half of me wanted to sayfuck it, and do just that. The other half wanted to curl into a ball and let her hold me until I fell asleep. By the time I realized we were finished, she'd hopped off the bed and was turning on the TV.

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The four of us quickly began to regard the people in the room on the opposite side of the hall as our own personal kryptonite. While the ultimate choice to abstain and fight our urges was of course up to us, it was our significant others that held the ultimate power over our horniness.

While my current state as a rather attractive female gave me some advantages, it only took a few days of wearing cleavage-baring tops and tight jeans to have it shut down. The boys started actively avoiding us, especially in the evenings.

I knocked on Lily's door one night, quite honestly just craving some contact, but deviously hoping to give her some uncomfortable feelings to fall asleep with if it worked out. I changed into some stretchy cotton shorts and just a tank top, then padded across the hall. I put on my best sexy pout as I knocked on the door.

"Hey you," I said as the door opened. I sucked in a breath as she opened it, wearing just a pair of boxer briefs. We both took an extended look up and down each other's bodies.

"Hi," she said awkwardly, apparently trying to look away from my chest. "You goin' to bed soon?"

"Yeah." I said, realizing my plan was backfiring. "Could I... have a goodnight kiss?"

Go big or go home,I said to myself as she pulled me into the doorway.Make her want it.

As Lily wrapped her arms around me, I slowly palmed the front of her shorts as our lips pressed together. I could feel her hardness almost instantly, but it was met with a proportionate level of heat between my legs.

Dammit.

The kiss lasted for a few more seconds and I sealed it up, pulling her lower lip between mine and nibbling on it. I backed away and grinned at her obvious arousal.

"Thanks," I said in her sexy voice, "I just missed you. G'night."

I desperately wanted to look over my shoulder as I walked into my room, but held it together. Falling asleep that night was torturous.

One of Lily's classes the next morning required in-person attendance. I didn't mind it, going to lectures via Zoom had already lost its appeal. As I sat there taking notes, my phone vibrated on the tiny desk. I swiped open the text from Lily; she'd attached an image.

I inhaled deeply as I stared at the screen. She was obviously standing in the dorm bathroom and had taken a selfie in the mirror. The frame showed her bare, nicely defined torso, and it was somehow timed with a muscle flex that didn't look like a stupid gym pic, just strong and sexy. The pair of underwear she wore was pulled down to show the top of her hips, and gave a definite hint of... other things.

The girl sitting next to me glanced over and obviously saw what I was looking at.

"Ooh, thirst traps..." she whispered, "gotta be careful, that shit's addictive."

"It's my boyfriend," I sighed, closing the screen.

"Oh, well lucky you then, girl!"

"Yes," I said, raising an eyebrow at her, "lucky me."

I didn't take any more notes during the class, and limited myself to only a few... okay, half a dozen peeks at the text.

Even waited till I was in class... harsh.I walked back to the dorms for my lunch break.If she wants to play dirty, I can play dirty.

I began to cogitate on my retort. It almost wasn't fair as a girl. You could just pull your shirt up and get a jackoff-worthy photo. I needed to do something better, something classy. My brain ground its gears for an hour before the idea popped into my head. After returning to my room, I waited until I knew Lily and Adam would be gone for class, leaving their room empty.

I'd pulled my hair back and put in the largest pair of Lily's hoop earrings. I quickly penciled in dark eye liner and dramatic shadow, finished off with a coat of bright red lipstick. I stole into their room and stripped my shirt and bra off. After setting the phone camera on a self timer, I grabbed their video game controllers and pressed one into each of my bare breasts. I pushed them together, making sure to create some nice cleavage. The camera light flashed and I stuck my lips out in a dramatic kiss.

Click.I checked the photo.Fucking nailed it.

I waited until Friday night to send it. We'd all had dinner at a sandwich shop on campus that was admittedly better than dining hall food. I'd held her hand and didn't make any comments about her bathroom pic, but grinned mischievously as we separated into our rooms. I gave them twenty minutes or so to get their game going before hitting send.

I wrote a message just before adding photo of me, naked from the waist up and my tits barely obscured by the plastic controllers.

Think about me next time you're playing Grand Theft Auto.

I hit send and waited for theDeliveredmessage. I saw the bubbles start and stop several times, each bringing me a little extra satisfaction. There was ultimately no response that evening, and I fell asleep with at least a little satisfaction.

The next volley in our escalating sexy text war hit me hard. I'd been waiting, almost on pins and needles for what I knew would be the next salvo. It didn't come until I was sitting at her desk Monday morning, watching the tiny grid of faces on the Zoom class. The largest was the view of the lecture hall, backs of heads and the slightly out of focus view of the professor.

The instructor droned on about marketing to people's tastes, how specific patterns and styles of presentation could sell or turn people from a product. Even colors that mean different things to different cultures played into the equation. It was honestly interesting, but after half an hour of hearing about colorways and artistic feel... I'd halfway tuned out.

At that moment, the phone's pleasantdingpulled me away. I saw the notification,Theo Harperon the screen and considered ignoring it. I turned off my laptop camera and swiped to open the photo.

I sucked in a breath as the image filled the screen. She'd obviously set the phone on my headboard, angled to get a view of my bed. She was laying on her stomach, face adorably posed with chin resting on her crossed arms and staring into the camera with a smoulder that would have been at home in a cologne ad. Her hair was mussed just right, playful and messy like I justneededto run my fingers through it. The real clincher though, was just over her strong, round shoulder. There was just enough angle on the shot to see the round of her taut, naked ass in the warm, unfocused light beyond.