Disclaimer This story is about a shape-shifter falling in love, it contains sex between two boys, you shouldn't read this if you are under age, etc.
Enjoy.
Shape-2
Now I know I'm not exactly what you would call a teenager, y'know considering I'm like as old as the planet, but it doesn't stop me from acting like one. I stood in my house looking in my mirror while listening to some CD's I had bought the day before. It was currently the Hanson CD 'middle of nowhere', now usually I don't listen to much music but I thought now I was going to be acting like a teenager again I had to get into the groove. I know normal teenagers go through the phase of trying to look there best and always thinking that they looked ugly, and this makes them stand in front of there mirrors for hours on end looking at themselves hoping by some fluke of nature they look good. But like I said that's normal teenagers but I'm not normal, I'm a shape shifter. I never realised until I wanted to be a teenager again that having the ability to shapeshift your own clothes was a virtue as well as a curse. This meant I would never have to buy any clothes and if I wanted it I could just think it and 'pop' I would have shifted my body so I'd be wearing it. But also it meant that now not only did I have to choose a form but I also had to choose some clothes, of which there is so much to choose from!
I stood looking at myself in the mirror, I was in a liquid jelly type form but I still retained the shape of a human, although I had no features like eye's or a nose. I decided I should change my skin colour first, and I morphed through and endless supply of colours, I thought purple was the nicest but I decided to stick with a nice pinkie white colour which looked slightly tanned. Now I had to decide on the body, should I go for the Arnold Schwartzenegger look, or the weedy geeky look? I settled on a nice firm lean body, almost that of a swimmer. I had a nice six-pack and amazingly lean muscles in my arms and legs and a good slightly chiselled chest. Although not too much as I would only be around the age of 15. Now to work on the face, I spent some time on this morphing into various faces, at some point I sort of looked like a Picasso painting. I settled on a face that looked like a cross between Jonathan Taylor Thomas and Taylor Hanson, boy I looked hot. Now for the hair and eye's. I decided on green eyes and black hair. In my hair I decided to put little bits of red and blond to make me stand out. I wore it short and brushed forward (almost spiky in fact it's the end's of the spikes on the fringe which were coloured red and blond) and fashionably scruffy, but not too scruffy, but it looked like it had been styled to look scruffy, if that makes sense! All I had left now was the little touches like body hair, which I decided to have non; I wanted to be totally smooth. I also worked on my penis, which I decided to have a really cute uncut one, which was 4.5 inches soft and 7.5 inches hard, I decided I also wanted to have medium sized balls. I worked on my voice for a while going through all the different chords and settled on a sound that was just a perfect specimen of a teenage voice, it had the squeakiness of youth but the deepness of adulthood (sometimes) but I angled it so I could sing beautifully. I looked at myself naked in the mirror for a while after finishing off my new body observing my new-found form, I was a lady killer, too bad I was after Johan. I just hope Johan found it as sexy as I did. Now the hard part, what the hell am I going to wear? I grabbed a catalogue off the table next to the mirror and started to flick through, at each page I found something I liked and must have looked a total idiot just sat there morphing my clothes at the turn of each page. I finally rested on what I thought made me look cool. I wore baggie white khaki trousers with a pair of really nice black leather walking boots. I had a nice white T-shirt on which was so tight it showed off all of my muscles (the few I had). And on top of that I wore a leather coat which flowed down to my ankles almost like the one that Wesley Snipes wore in blade, that may have been a little too much I know, but I liked it and I didn't care what other people thought. I mean I'm brainy, popularity still goes on how intelligent you are and not by the way you look doesn't it? To top it all off I morphed a pair of sleek ray ban glasses on to my face. I looked one more in the mirror and I realised I looked like a super hero but I sure as hell looked good, I just hope Johan likes what he sees.
I was sat in my car, god I loved this car I just saw it in the shop and thought 'I just got to have it'. It was a bran new Volkswagen beetle, which I affectionately named hereby. Now I'm not too sure if a 15-yr. old is supposed to have a car so I'll have to park it away from the school. I sat in my car going through an unusual experience, it was fear and I was actually nervous, now I do experience emotion, but I can usually suppress it, but the more I tried the worse it got. I ended shaking like jelly, little ripples flowing all over my body. I sat for 15 minutes to control myself; I was finally back to normal and on the road.
I parked away from the school and started walking with the rest of the kids, I got some strange looks from some of them but I just returned it with a nice smile full of perfect white teeth.
"Hey, like aren’t you hot in that? I mean it's like a oven out here" I turned to see a very pretty girl pointing at my leather jacket.
"It's hot? I really didn't notice, but thanks for telling me" I gave her a sexy smile and almost made her melt.
I walked around the school and I got even more looks, some people even started to whisper behind my back…I loved it all! I finally found the office and walked up to the rather fat woman sat at the desk.
"Hi may I help you?" she had such a sexy voice for such an ugly face, I imagined her been one of those women on the other side of the phone on a sex line. I struggled to hold a giggle, jeez I think been in a teenage form is starting to effect me.
"Yes I'm a new student and I would like to sign up" I gave her a cute smile as I pushed my shades up to rest on the top of my head.
"Ok can I have your papers" ok now you get to see my power of altering your reality.
"Sure they are right here" I placed my hand in front of her face and concentrated hard on making her see what I wanted her to see, which was the papers I needed. AHA! See what I want you to see lady!
"Ah yes I see" she started to type away on her computer, typing in my imaginary data. "I am sorry sir the form seems to be smudged could you please read it too me"
"Sure" I started to reel off information about the imaginary school I used to attend and details about my age and address. Than came another hard part my name. I was never any good at making them up, I quickly looked around and I saw a bird.
"Birdboy" DAMN IT!
"Excuse me?" I looked around again, and I saw a star wars poster. Obi wan kanobi? Nah that's stupid, I know…
"My name is Luke Birdman" I know, I know it's a stupid name but it was the best I could come up with.
"Ok Mr Birdman, I'll just print you a copy of your timetable" wait a second, how do I know I'll have any classes with Johan?
"I want you to listen to me, I want you to put me in the same classes as Johan…err…Johan, shit I don't know his last name!"
"Ok I'll put you in the same class as Johan shit I don't know his name" it was kind of creepy and funny at the same time, she was almost zombie like.
"I want you to run through your school data base and see how many people by the name of Johan you have, and tell me there ages" she started typing away at her keyboard.
"We have 3" shit " one is 18, another is 11 and one is 14" bingo!
"Put me in the same class as the one, who is 14" she complied with my request and handed me my timetable, I glanced it over and memorised it in a second, it turns out Johan is a gifted student and was in mostly advanced classes. I scrupled up the paper and through it away. I headed off to my first class. History, I should be good at that.
I walked into the crowded class, it had already started and I had interrupted it, everyone turned to look at me and I could hear them whispering about me. A rather mean looking old woman approached me with a stern look on her face; I just gave her a smile.
"Can I help you?" oh my god! Her voice sounded like nails on a chalkboard.
"Yes, I'm supposed to be in this class" she cocked her head on a side and looked me up and down trying to evaluate how much trouble I would be.
"Let me see your papers" oh shit I through them away! And I didn't want to really use my powers in front of a whole class. I acted like I was checking all my pockets, creating as many new ones on the inside of my coat as possible.
"I know I had them a second ago" I opened my coat to show what must have been at least 100 pockets, various giggles went up around the class "it must be in one of these"
"I don't have time for this, just take a seat and we will sort this out another time"
I nodded and turned to find an empty seat, I scanned the class looking for Johan, he was sat at the back of the class on his own. I made my way through the class, a lot of girls turned their heads and gave me sexy smiles; some of the boys did too. I stopped at Johan's desk, I looked at him and he seemed at that moment the most beautiful person I had ever seen. His blond hair had been washed and almost shone like the sun when the light hit it right; his skin still had that nice tanned appearance, I swear he looked 10 times better than I remember. He looked in my direction his blue eye's looking straight at me.
"Can I sit here?" I gave him one of my sexiest smiles.
"No, it's taken" he quickly spread some of his stuff over the rest of the desk.
"Yes, by me" I pulled out the chair and sat down, resting my arms on the desk while smiling at him.
"Fine" he sounded kind of pissed and started taking his stuff back.
"At last, now I can start my lesson again" I snapped my head back towards the front of the class to see the teacher tapping her foot and some of the girls blowing kisses at me. About 5 minutes into the lesson I realised I didn't have any equipment like paper or pens, I can be such a dope! But who cares I was sat next to Johan, time for a conversation me thinks.
"Hi my names Luke, what's your name?" I whispered to him while extended my hand.
"Leave me alone, I don't want to know you" that really hurt me, he didn't even look at me, he didn't seem like the same person I had met a day ago, I hope Bill and Ben hadn't got him again. He went back to work and I faced the front again, this was going to be harder than I thought. A couple of seconds later the teacher made an announcement that she need to go to the toilet and told us to keep on working and put the class geek in charge. As soon as she left an almighty cheer went up and I felt Johan cringe.
"Hey new kid" I turned to see what I assumed to be the class slut/bitch/trap trying to get my attention.
"It's Luke" I gave her a fake smile but she loved it anyway.
"Whatever, look I wouldn't sit next to him if I were you" she pointed to Johan sitting next to me who had buried his head in his arms, I looked around to see everyone in the class looking towards us.
"And why is that? Is he a murderer or something?" I said leaning back on my chair and folding my arms while glancing at Johan.
"No even worse"
"And what would that be?" I already knew the answer especially since some of the other kids had been whispering the word fag. I could tell Johan was quietly sobbing to him self, I wanted to hold him but I'm sure that wouldn't have been good for either of us.
"He's a fag" surprise, surprise.
"Has he actually said it or is it just a rumour?"
"Well he hasn't admitted it yet" again surprise, surprise. "But Bill and Ben said so" ahh the flower pot men.
"So it's just a rumour than"
"They say rumours are just unspoken truths" this definitely was one stupid bitch.
"I heard a rumour too, it was about you. They say that you’re the class slut and you would go with anything as long as it had legs, even women and dogs. I mean it was a rumour so it must be true, right? Unless of course rumours are fake. I guess you give a whole new meaning to the word 'doggie style'" her face dropped a mile as the entire class burst out in laughter, even Johan giggled a bit. She was about to say something back when the teacher walked in and the entire class went back to working. I placed my hand on Johan's back "Are you ok, don't listen to them, they're just idiots" he turned his head to look at me and gave me a smile. His cheeks were streaked with tears and his eyes were red and puffy.
"Don't you care about what they say? Most people hear that stupid rumour and run, while calling me every name under the sun" he wiped his nose and the tears off his cheeks.
"Hell no, if I listened to every rumour out there I would have never talked to anyone" we both laughed at the thought that there rumours about everyone.
"My names Johan" we shook hands, I was on cloud 9, I felt electricity running though my body and I got an instant erection. From that moment on I knew everything was going to turn out ok.
End of part 2.