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Ethan was a pretty typical bisexual sixteen year old boy, all things considered. He went to school, got mediocre grades, and enjoyed spending time in his room stroking his uncut cock.

Things were a bit different one strange Friday, however. He arrived at his room after biking home from school. As usual, the house was empty. He removed his shirt then shook off his shorts and underwear, and got on his computer to resume his progress through a backlog of public sex videos. He was halfway through a great scene featuring a small-breasted Asian woman getting railed on the bus when he was shook out of his fantasy by a sudden thud. Removing his headphones, he looked towards the floor. It seemed to have come from the first floor.

Still naked, he stepped gingerly outside his room and looked around, taking his phone in case he needed to hide and make an emergency call. It was quiet. He sneaked down the stairs, his bare feet quiet against the soft carpet. Turning the corner, he peered into the living room, only to find a silent purple vortex of some sort. Ethan's mind began to cloud. He felt himself walking towards it, but it felt dream-like, not real. He stumbled in, feeling he was about to ...

His eyes opened. He was lying on the floor of the living room, naked, and with an erection at the center of a large dried pool of semen, all over his balls, stomach, legs, and in the floor between them. Ethan's head was a bit dizzy as he leaned up. What had happened? Was it all a dream?

Turning outside, he saw the sun was setting. His parents should be home by now, chastising him for apparently ejaculating all over himself in the living room. Feeling clouded and tired, he stumbled back upstairs into his room. In his stupor, he failed to notice that his computer was powered off, and more unusually, his shedded clothing was not present. Ethan crashed on the bed and fell asleep.

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The next morning we awoke like normal. He usually slept naked: he enjoyed feeling his skin brush against the cloth, especially after he shaved. Some of his friends thought it was un-manly, but Ethan religiously shaved his legs and crotch for that smooth twink look. Sitting up he began lightly groping his balls up to the tip of his cock then down again, before getting out of bed.

What had happened yesterday? Was I just that tired?

His penis began to grow hard as he shambled over to his dresser. Opening it, he selected a pair of short gym shorts and a white T-shirt. Cheekily, he decided to go commando.

"Heh, I'll change it if mom or dad says something," he told himself.

Heading out of the room he began wandering around. The guest bedroom was unusually tidy and clean, just a made bed with no signs of use. His bathroom was messy like normal, but his jaw nearly dropped when he saw the master bedroom. Instead of his parents complaining that he woke them early on a Saturday, there was another tidy, clean room. No furniture, desks, or parents. Just a well-made bed and clean carpet.

What? Where were his parents?

Upon closer inspection, he realized the carpet wasn't actually so clean. It had splotches all over, either faintly yellow or looking like they were wet (though they weren't). This applied to the bed too, stains covered it, not enough to affect overall coloration, but very obviously present. They were more rare, but some were present on the walls too.

His shorts now had a notable tent in them.

Figuring if his parents were gone, he'd go outside barefoot as well. Exiting through the backyard, he passed through the garden and out in the front. Things seemed like normal, quiet suburbia, well, wait.

This wasn't his neighborhood.

His house was the same, well kind of, but this was way different. Where was he? This neighbor was far more walkable, it seemed there were no garages, and the houses were closer together. I mean, it was sure better as a bicycle rider, but it was so foreign and bizarre.

"Oh, hey, you're the guy who moved in?"

A girl's voice called over to him, and he snapped over to pay attention. He was shocked: she must've been about his age, but she was smiling widely while both bottomless, and impaled on a middle-aged man's penis. Her fiery red hair had a large dollup of cum dropping down it.

"W-wha-who are you?" He managed to reply.

She looked at him quizzically. "I knew someone was moving in, but they didn't tell us who. Just wanted to say hi -- I'm Madison!"

Ethan was still too surprised. "Uh, no hi, well I actually don't know where I am. I've lived in this house for a while, but now I'm here? And my family is gone?"

The man she was fucking leaned forward. "Huh, I think I heard about that on the science channel. Very rare cases where people get transplanted, super prudish, but with fully consistent memories and stuff. Some people think it's from a different world or something? More than just the housing bureau fucking up, I bet."

Ethan was shocked. "I'm -- I transported here? How do I get back?"

The man shrugged. "Nobody's made their way back. But nobody's had any trouble here, so I guess it doesn't matter."

Ethan wasn't sure how to feel, but his attention focused to the next obvious thing. "Wait, why are you guys just fucking in public? What's going on?"

Madison looked at him with a strange expression. "What's weird about that? If you're horny outside you fuck outside. You've never fucked your parents before?"

Her father laughed a bit. "He's not used to that, I bet. Everyone past puberty becomes free use, can fuck, strip, nut, whatever. I hear your world doesn't like incest for some reason?" He spoke more tersely, apparently preparing to cum.

"Uh, no, not really. At all, actually."

Madison shrugged as her father groaned and unloaded into her pussy. She stood up and unmounted him, absentmindedly stroking her cunt as his semen began to drool out. "I'm free to fuck, so is dad and sis and everyone else. And you know, you are too." She pointed a sticky finger at his tented shorts, smirking slightly.

Ethan gulped.

"Heh. Well my morning fuck with dad is done, let's head to the park, I'll show you around. What's your name?"

"Oh yeah, uh, Ethan."

"Good to meet ya Ethan, I'm Madison, as I said, and I'm fifteen." She skipped ahead of him, allowing Ethan to inspect her behind. She had a cute bubble butt, smooth legs, and was barefoot like him. Her only clothing was a thin white T-shirt that was rather transparent.

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The pair walked around the neighborhood for a while, Ethan still shocked at the new world he was in. All people they met, his new neighbors, were in very revealing clothing or just straight up naked, without any inhibition. They'd fuck or talk lewdly with Madison as she introduced you, saying they'd be over soon to "use" him, a prospect he was both excited and very nervous for.

And the little things were different. Instead of concrete, a synthetic substance of some sort was used, which was sturdy but comfortable to walk barefoot in, and (evidentally) have pub missionary-position sex with your son on.

One cute boy a bit older than him just yanked off his shorts and began stroking his little erection, which Madison clarified he could do, as long as he was gentle enough. The boy ended up keeping his shorts, and the pair continued their roundabout path to the park, now both bottomless.

"Man, this really something. I appreciate you showing me around."

Madison leaned over a bit and smiled. "Of course! Always fun meeting a new friend."

She paused for a moment, looking down at Ethan's erection. "Though uh, you've been leaving that hard for quite a while. My pussy has been available this whole time you know."

He blushed a bit. "Err, uh, I don't know if I'm ready yet, it's, I'm just new?"

They stepped off the gravel path and onto the park's grass.

Madison laughed. "Well, I've been horny for a while, and if you won't use me, I'll use you! Lie flat on the ground mister! I want that cock!" She was beaming.

Ethan gulped, but a jolt in his penis gave his arousal away. Slightly shaking with excitement and nerves, he carefull obeyed, lying down on the grass. Still smiling, she stripped off her shirt in one fluid motion, exposing her fair-sized breasts to the air. Dried cum faintly glinted between the two lobes.

Without another word, she mounted him cowgirl style, her sopping vagina taking him easily, and beginning to drip down sticky feminine fluids onto his crotch. She began vigorously fucking him, her experience efficiently milking the boy's penis. He had no energy for words, just moans and gasps as she took control. Madison loved seeing cute boys struggle under her use, as they edged ever closer to orgasm with no escape.

Soon Ethan's penis couldn't handle it any more, and he came. Several long ejaculations followed, streaming thick semen into her eager pussy.

Reaching down to feel lightly finger herself as she unmounted him, a glop of cum fell out and landed on his belly, with a new stream of white fluid forming from her hole.

"How was that cutie? You've got a lot more of that where that's coming from, I'm gonna fuck you every day!"

Ethan wanted to just recover. But it was strange, already he felt his energy come back to him, the smell of his own cum starting to arouse him. His penis went from deflated to not over the course of a minute. What was happening?

"Uh, wow. That was -- wait why do I feel so weird? I'm not knocked out like normal after masturbating."

Madison was confused for a moment, but then remembered his origins. "Oh, just the way things are here," she answered casually. "How else are you gonna fuck twenty or more times at school? Well for you, maybe even more, every student and teacher is going to want to taste the new boy's cock, heh."

Oh right. School... sex, in school? I guess that wouldn't be any different here...

Ethan's cock began getting hard again at the thought, but it had scarely been a minute since he had last came.

"Don't worry about school, it's not a big deal. You don't even have to worry about the dress code, we got rid of that last year," Madison explained. "Just show up in whatever."

A dress code? Why would a puritan thing like that exist in this lewd world?

Ethan sat up, and cleared his throat. "Dress code? You guys had one? What was it?"

Madison bent over in preparation for a 69, looking back at him with a smile. "Naked!" she exclaimed, then sat on his face.

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Ethan		Madison		N/A
Top	T-shirt	Top	T-shirt (transparent)	Top
Bottom	None	Bottom	None	Bottom
Footwear	Barefoot	Footwear	Barefoot	Footwear
Cum		Cum	Hair	Cum
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