Life Swap Reality Show: Sarah Bloughjohbs Pt11

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(All characters are consenting adults)

Sarah’s alarm clock went off, and she sat up and groaned. It was morning already, which meant yet another day of school and another day as Sarah. “I can’t believe it’s only Wednesday. Only a few days have passed. It feels like I’ve been like this for months.”

Sarah got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. She sat down to pee, which was becoming more and more normal to her as each day passed. She then brushed her teeth and then her hair before going to her closet to get her school uniform.

“Arlight Sarah, today's the day. You’ll make it through the day without anything happening. You’ll have a totally normal, nonsexual day.” Sarah said, trying to convince herself that it was even possible at this point.

She took her uniform out and walked it over to her bed. She was about to get her underwear and bra when her phone went off. “Another message? Who could it be this early?” Sarah walked over and picked up her phone and opened the messages.

“It’s from someone named Norman.” Sarah read the message. “Hey Sarah, I checked the schedule for today, and none of the classes we have for today are important. Feel like skipping and heading to the mall?” Sarah finished reading it and thought for a moment.

“I have no idea who this guy is, but I’m supposed to be doing things Sarah would do. I get the feeling she doesn’t care all that much about her grades, and it seems I can’t avoid sexual encounters at school... So… I guess I’ll do it.”

Sarah texted Norman back, saying she’d totally loved to skip school with him. He then texted her back, saying he’d pick her up in ten minutes. “Ten minutes; that doesn’t give me a whole lot of time to get ready.” Sarah drops her phone and runs back to the closet.

She picks out one of the more casual dresses in her closet and slips it on. “Dammit, Sarah. Why are even your more normal clothes so tight?” Sarah said as she struggled to get the dress over her chest. Once it was on, she went and grabbed a pair of heels.

“That should be good. I should get down stairs before Norman arrives.” Sarah ran out of her room and then slowed down to go down the stairs since she was wearing heels and didn’t want to trip. She grabbed a purse that was sitting next to the door and left her house.

As she stepped outside, Norman pulled into her driveway in a bright blue Mustang. He pulled up right next to her and rolled the window down. He looked her up and down and smiled. “Sexy as ever, Sarah, hop on in.” He said as he rolled his window back up.

Sarah let out an awkward laugh; she could already tell what kind of friend this was. One that Sarah probably slept with a lot, but luckily it’s just her and him today, so she’ll be on alert and do her best to resist him and the desires of Sarah’s body.

Once in the car, Norman starts to drive off, and about a minute into the red, he looks over at Sarah and smiles. She notices and gets embarrassed. “What?” she asked. He chuckled and looked at the road. “It’s nothing.” He said, still chuckling to himself.

Sarah pouted a bit. “I’m not that much of a bimbo that I don’t know that’s a lie.” Norman started laughing at her. “No, you’re just that much of a bimbo that you forgot to wear a bra, and what I’m guessing, panties again.”

Sarah’s whole face turned red, and she looked down. He was right; she wasn't wearing either. The bra was one thing, as far as she could tell Sarah hated them, as she only had a couple, but her panties. She’s once again going around without anyone.

“How… How did you know?” She asks. "Well, other than knowing you since we were kids, I didn’t see any straps on the cutout of your dress when you were standing outside my car.” Norman says as his laughter finally dies down.

“Wait… You knew before I got in? Why didn’t you tell me?” Sarah says while holding her face. “You going back up stairs and getting them on would take too much time, plus I prefer you without them on.” Norman said as he winked at her.

Sarah looked out her window and sat there in silence, watching the road. She was completely humiliated and embarrassed; it seemed like Sarah’s bimbo nature was starting to affect her as well as her sexual one.

A few minutes pass and they arrive at the mall, and Norman double parks his mustang like a dick, but Sarah doesn’t say anything. If someone key’s his car, it’ll have nothing to do with her. They walk inside the mall and take a look around.

"So, Sarah, which shop are we heading to first?" Norman says as he wraps his arm around her. Sarah gulps and looks around. She sees a woman's underwear store. The last thing she wanted was to go shopping for bras and panties, but she needed them right now.

“Let’s go there. So I can’t get some underwear." Sarah says as she points at the shop. Norman smiles. “Ah, sure, just for underwear.” He says as he starts walking toward it. Sarah tilts her head and has no idea why he said it like that but followed behind him.

They enter the store, and Sarah starts to look around while Norman does the normal guy thing and hovers around her, making small comments about the things she was looking at. Things like that’s ugly; you should get something more revealing, and oooh, how about this?

Sarah thought shopping for these things was going to be embarrassing, but Norman somehow made it more annoying than embarrassing. Eventually Sarah picks out a plain pair of underwear with a matching bra in her size and goes to try it on.

She struggles to get her dress off for a bit, but once she does, she slips the new clothes right on. “Nice, they fit perfectly and should do nicely for the rest of the day, maybe even for the rest of my time as Sarah.” Sarah says as she checks herself out in the mirror.

As she was doing that, she noticed the door open up behind her, and she began to panic. She turned around and covered her crotch and chest. Norman walked in and closed the door. “Are you really going with something so basic?” he said, sounding disappointed.

“What business is it of yours? Why are you in here, perv?" Sarah said as she swung one of her hands at him. “I guess it’s not, but what’s the problem with me being in here? I do it all the time, and you’ve never had a problem with it.” Norman said, sounding genuinely confused.

“Oh… right…” Sarah calmed down; the real Sarah let’s people do this, plus so much more. "Sorry, I panicked a bit, I guess.” Norman smiled. “Don’t worry about it; anyway, I brought you something to try on; here take it.” Norman said as he presented a very skimpy bra with a matching thong.

Sarah looked down at it silently. "Oh, how nice... The skimpiest things you could find.” She said, trying not to sound annoyed. “I know right, this is more your style, plus since you hate bras so much, this thin one should be perfect for you.” Norman said, sounding like he was actually trying to help her.

Sarah sighed and took them from him. “Thanks.” She then turned around and slipped the ones she was wearing off. She tossed them on the bench and started to put the new ones on. The panites were super thin and barely covered anything.

To make it worse, the string in the back was digging into her ass, while the material covering her front was pressing tightly against her vagina. Sarah then took the bra and put it on, and much like the panties, they were tight.

She could feel it struggling to hold her massive breasts, and she could see her nipples poking out. She turned around and was about to ask him if he liked it when she found him standing before her with his pants down. “What the he..." Sarah stopped herself.

This was probably a normal thing for them. “Really? Here?” Sarah said, seeming more worried than angry about it. “Don’t worry, you don’t need to do anything; just sit down and let me admire you.” Norman said as he started to jerk off.

Sarah didn’t think she was going to get out of this, and if he was just going to jerk off to him, that was fine. She sat down and watched him. Norman got closer to her and continued to jerk off. Sarah just watched him a bit confused; she’d never watched a guy just jerk off; nevermind to her.

Sarah watched his cock for a few minutes until it started to shoot cum out right at her. He covered her entire chest with the first shot and then covered her leg with the second small shot. Sarah just stared down at herself, completely embarrassed and frozen in place.

Norman got closer to her and used her bra to wipe off his cock before picking his pants up. “That was good; I needed that, and I must say, cum really adds to that outfit.” Norman laughed as he reached for Sarah’s chest.

She thought he was going to do something else, but instead he just pulled the price tag off. “I’m pretty sure we’ll have to buy them now, but don’t worry, it’s my treat.” He said as he left the changing room, leaving Sarah covered in his cum, and slightly aroused.