Opposite Morals

“Be careful for what you wish for”

We have all heard of this saying at some point in our lives. There are tales and legends of genies and other mythical beings that grant your wishes but with a twist. For example, let's talk about a game I played when I was younger. There was an animal who wore pants. A human liked the animal's pants so much that she wished for her own pair of pants. The genie granted her wish by turning the human into an animal with the pants

Crazy right? For a genie to take a simple wish like that and twist it that way. I always thought that was messed up. I remember this scene because….

“MMMMM…..Mmmmm…..”

“BUZZZZZZZ……Haaaaa….Oh baby”

“This is the best feeling….To think the Ice Prince is watching me….MMMmmmmmm…Masturbating”

…..Because….

“I’m shoving it…..Deep inside……..My….MMmmmm”

“Mmmmm….God it’s so deep”

….I got my wish granted…..And now I'm in a FUCKING NIGHTMARE!!....

“It’s so deep in my ass……MMMmmmmm”

“If only it was the Prince’s dick inside my butt and not this dildo.….MMMmmmm”

As I glance at the classroom, almost every…Single….FUCKING….Women is masturbating by shoving something up their FUCKING BUTT….WHY?!?!

Where’s the pussy plowing?!? Where’s the pussy fingering?? Hell I would even take some lesbian fun time action! Why is this happening to me!?!?

“I was so excited for this moment…I dreamed of this moment....I had never felt so betrayed in my life”

While I watch this horror show, I can’t help but wonder if I had missed something prior. I mean sure, it was clear that the anal play was strong in this world. But I was assuming that I was just having weird luck. Or that it was natural since my previous self was gay and into that.…But this?

I watch one student shove a thick purple butt plug inside her before taking it out. While one hand was playing with herself, the other was writing down notes. I moved my eyesight to another student. This one is using her fingers, however instead of writing with her other hand, she took out her smartphone and started to record the teacher teaching. I look at a third girl, this one looks serious, but if you listen closely, a VERY loud BUZZ sound is heard. If you follow the sound, it comes from her behind, her pants moving like it was stuck in a windstorm

“Just what the fuck is this shit”

That's all I could say. How could I enjoy this horrible view?? How would this help me get my feelings in order?? Right now all it’s doing is making me sick and slightly curious. I have no desire to do it, but what would happen if I took my dick out and started to masturbate with them? What would happen if I asked a woman here if I could shove my dick inside their ass or vagina?

But what I REALLY want to ask is….WHY?? Just….Why? Of all places to play with yourself, the nipples, boobies, vagina, or even their clitoris…Why did they choose the ass? Is it a fucking culture thing??!?

As I glance around the room one more time, there is only one…And I mean one shinning light in this shit C rated movie, and that, of all people, had to be….That fucking tiger

Only she is masturbating like a normal person. She is using her hands to play with her vagina. Slowly putting a finger inside herself before taking it back out. After a while, she would add another finger. Eventually she gets up to three before stopping. Then every so often she would play with her boobies by pulling her nipples.…Perhaps she could feel my gaze, but every so often she would turn to look at me, licking her lips in the process, before going to town on herself with her fingers. I couldn't tell if I was terrified of her stare, or if I was turned on by it. All I know is that the dragon was waking up from this mornings exercise while we looked at each other

The only person who acted like a normal human being was the teacher. She, whoever her name was. Was taking this like a goddamn champ. Not phased by the noise, not even the slightest look of discontent. She was teaching away like her students were in honor’s classes. If anything I think she was masturbating too! I’m not sure, but sometimes I swear I could see something moved in her pants….

The second class was over. I bolted out the room and into the fresh outside. Ignoring all the sexual moaning and other animal cries they were all making. Once I’m free, I take in the wonderful smell of….Gas, pollution, and other chemicals that humans have thrown into the atmosphere. But who cares?? Anything smelled better than that room! The window being open didn't do jack shit! I need to get an industrial fan or something!

“That….Was….Awful. The smell…Oh god the smell. I think I understand why the men in this world decided to enforce that masturbating rule”

As I glance around and get a good view of the the students eating their lunches, it accords to me that this would be a great opportunity to see how this school does lunches. In my old world, the students had to eat in the lunch room

“Are students allowed free time during lunch? Can they go anywhere they want? Are lunches shared between males and females? Besides, walking around could do me some good. I heard exercise is a great way to get your feelings and thoughts in order”

With that in mind, I started my tour. I decided to hit the lunch room first. Even though I’m not hungry, I’m curious about what the lunch room would look like. Would the poison that the school calls “food” actually be good for once? What about male? There should be male lunch ladies right? As I walk through the hallways, the female students would all avoid me and give me room to walk. Seeing them with bright red faces and looking at me with passion made me feel really uncomfortable

“I really wish that they all didn't treat me like this. I hate standing out and being the center of attention”

The more I tried to ignore it, the more it bothers the shit out of me. Whenever I feel all those stares that are directed at me, it gets hard to think straight and I low key panic. It's even worse because almost all the women in this world are stupidly attractive. If I had to number them out of 10, then the lowest would be 6, and that's with them wearing men's clothing. That number would skyrocket if they wore female clothes

When I walked into the lunchroom, I was very…disappointed. It looked…normal. A big room with a bunch of tables set up on wheels. The back wall was one giant window with double glass doors that lead into the school field. From here I can see students playing basketball, soccer, and other school sports. When I look at the school food, it looks surprisingly good. When I glance to the right side, I see a big menu with prices next to it. Near the menus are a few….for a lack of better words….male whales handing out and cooking the food

“Well that's interesting. Did the school seek out these male workers because they are so…fat? If they were super attractive, I could see the school get involved with a ton of conservatives”

When I look to the left wall, there are previous graduates pictures. What’s a little…weird is that they are all….almost naked…WHY?!?! Not only that, they are all females, where are the males? Don’t tell me they have their own, “special” spot? When I look back at the students eating, It is easy to see the “school groups”

"So, based on their sport coats over their school uniform, they are the jocks. Then that group is the popular kiddos? Well, they have some fancy looking hair. It’s so shiny! Their clothes are a little bit revealing too. The school shirt tied around their waist surprisingly looks really attractive on them. Is that what women would do if they steal their men's clothing? Not bad at all"

There's just two things that are bothering me. I don't see a single man besides the few workers….and….about 80% of the students are masturbating

“I'm….disgusted. There’s food right there! What the hell are you all doing? Food play is fucking hot and something I am dyeing to try out, but not anal food play! EW!! You eat with those hands! God I hope you wash religiously”

With my stomach turning even more, and with more and more eyes slowly starting to stare at me, I quickly left the scene and started to rummage the hallways in search of the lost men

"Where are all the male students? Sure they are rare, but they aren't some extinct dinosaurs. I wanna stalk then and see how they normally act"

As I walk the hallways full of lockers and students, I can’t help but also wonder if I have a locker, and if so, where?

“I want to talk to Samantha, she would have all the answers to my questions. Like where my locker is and what the code is to unlock it, but I’m going to make an educated guess and say she's not here”

With no luck in sight, I continue to walk throughout the school. Getting a general idea of where everything is and learning where all the after school clubs classroom’s are

“Thankfully all the doors have signs on them. If not, this would be an impossible puzzle....Now that I think about it, when Samantha handed me my schedule yesterday, all those clubs were clubs I was in I think….well shit. I don’t remember any of them. Something about sports and DnD I think?”

I wonder when I have clubs. Are they all after school? Or, are some of them during lunch? My previous self was in a lot of clubs. There’s no way he was able to catch them all. Unless he was a Pokemon master?...Sports huh? I haven't played any sports since I started high school in my old life…Couldn't pay for all the stuff I needed...That, and watching all the families cheer their kid's on always sent sharp pain in my heart...

I quickly look for a clock to see how much time I have left before lunch ends

“So, I have about 15 minutes left? That should be enough time to reach the school field and do a few exercises. With this new banger body, the least I can do is take it for a quick spin! This will also allow me a chance to go into some deep thought about things…”

With new motivation, I quickly jogged to the school field. Once I looked around I see some of the students have taken off some of their clothing

“That makes sense, who wants to be in sweaty clothing all day? I should be able to take off a shirt without drawing too much attention…I think?”

After walking to the track field, I do another quick glance around. All I see are a few students eating under the tree’s shade. Some on their phones are laughing, while others are talking with their friends

“Perfect, I can do a few laps without too much attention on me. I always wanted to run a mile. This body should be able to do it”

With that thought in mind, I take off my shirt, leaving my tight white under shirt on. I put my school shirt on the nearby bench, then I do a few stretches before I start jogging around the football field

“Sophia…I can’t believe I did that with my blood related sister…..If I told my old self, he would never believe that I did something like that. I always hold family as something sacred. But….I was turned on by her….I enjoyed her touch more than I thought…I can think of a few reasons why…From not knowing her long…Trying to make her happy….Scared to lose my family again, both physically and mentally….Desiring physical affection…To the excitement that someone actually wanted me…I never had that before…I was really ugly and fat in my old life after all….Completely my fault too…I really need to talk with her about all this. I need to see what exactly she wants from me….”

I think back to what I read this morning before Sophia came into my room. How laws are different in this world. What I did with her was normal and acceptable. That it was something normal and accepted in this society

“Fuck. Incest is win-cest in this world. There's a reason why marriage between siblings are becoming normal and socially acceptable…It’s easy to see why”

If I think about it, it's an obvious outcome. With the sex drive of women being higher, plus with the close contact. I can see why siblings will become lovers. That is not talking about how the siblings could have different mothers. Or, how families are smaller in this world. With the birth rate being lower, I can see how people care about their family more

“Fuck….Am I actually okay with this? Even though I feel some resistance in my heart, my brain is making a lot of logical reasoning…I have a feeling that her saying she loves me is really pushing me into accepting it all. I…Think that once I figure out why she loves me…I’ll….”

Then there's Nora to think about. Even though I didn't think about her that way. But, after learning that I accidentally asked her to become my lover…and that because of me, her sister is now in a lot of trouble with the police...

“Sure, I was not the one who drugged Nora, nor was I the one who forced her onto me. I COULD have refused her. I could have put a stop to it, but I didn’t. That is my fault. I am also responsible for some this….Phew….It’s okay dad, I’ll be the man you wanted me to be”

With a small sigh, I clear my head and refocused

“So…What I need to do is simple. Clear things up with Samantha. Get her out of trouble. Then I need to ask Nora if we will temporarily be lovers, or will this be official. Then, depending on what she says, I need to inform Nora about Sophia, and vice versa…”

Before I knew it, I had been jogging for a while. Even though my body is soaked in sweat, I feel great. My breathing is steady and I have never felt more relax and...Physically free before

“Holy crap. Is this what runners high is? Damn this actually feels amazing! All my feelings and thoughts feel like they are straightening out. The weight on my shoulders feel weaker, and I just…wanna keep going. I wonder how long I could run for? Now I understand why people get addicted to this. I don’t wanna stop!”

Before I knew it, 15 minutes were up and the bell rang for lunch to end. With that as my cue, I quickly finish my lap

“Wow, look at his body….It’s so sexy”

“Shit…MMMmmmm…Oh I want him to fuck me”

“Look at his shirt! MMMMmmmmm…Haaaa….It leave nothing to imagination!”

With the sounds of horning people masturbating and background noise. I snap out of my thoughts and look around

“He’s looking at me!....I want him so bad….”

“His shy reaction is such a tease!!”

What the hell is this. I especially decided to run because there was almost no one around. But here I am, surrounded with a ton a females stealthily masturbating and calling out my names with sexy moans…This…feels….really creepy actually...Fuck I am gaining new respect for the women in my pervious world. As I take in all these stares full of sexual desire, interest, and affection, again I wonder....

“Why do people like being the center of attention?!?! THIS IS TERRIFYING!!”