John put a finger in the hole. Then two; the fabric ripped a little."I need to throw these away anyway," I said, smiling knowingly at my naked boyfrie...nd. He smiled back."So you wouldn't mind if I..." He tore open the boxers a little more, enough so my cock pushed through. He kissed it again before he pulled hard on the fabric, ripping it right around to the back. He kept tearing at it, like opening a gift you've been waiting for ages to get. All that he'd left on me was a strip of elastic and. The hundreds or thousands of small bumps within the tentacles mouth pulsed and contracted on my breast. I moaned out in pleasure, not even sure that I could use words. This was the most primal expression of what I was feeling and that was all I could achieve. The tentacle that was fucking me increased its pace a little bit, somehow it had been perfect before but now it was even more perfect. With some effort, I lifted my arms up and began to work more of the slime that had been sprayed on. I couldn’t look her in the eye. “I don’t know. You look like a girl so I always assumed everything matched. Are you different down there?”Pat teared up again. “I always thought I was normal but how do I know? It’s not like I compared myself to other girls. What if I am deformed down there?”I pulled her close and we were silent as I thought about that. “Look, you went to the doctor a bunch of times and they examined you, right?”Pat gave me a doubtful look. “A bunch of different doctors. He took them off again, looking at them. The*were* smaller: shorter, and cut higher over the hips. It took a fewseconds before he realized they were the shorts for a girl's gymuniform."Is this some joke? Anyone here?" There was no response.Jim pondered what to do. If he wore them over the boxers he'd look likean idiot. He hadn't made any real friends here yet, only a few peopleto eat lunch with. He couldn't afford the ridicule. But he couldn'tafford to skip the class, either.The solution came.