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You struggle with him. "Mike, I mean it. It's still me inside. Stop!" Mike continues, holding down your legs while he takes off your shoes,"You're a girl. All girls really want to be taken by guys. It's in their genes or something, from the caveman days." "Mike!," you scream, "I'm a guy! I'm your friend! Why are you doing this to me?" Mike leers as he whips away your jeans and boxers. "Looks like you're a girl now, and if you don't want guys, you're a lesbian. You don't want to be a lesbian, do you?" He tears off your shirt and says, "now that's more like it." You feel ashamed at how vulnerable you feel naked. He pins you down with his knees as he takes off his pants. He continues, "Remember how we said that all lesbians needed was a good lay with a man?" "Mike," you say stonily, "we were wrong." You fight him as hard as you can, but you can't compete in your new body. He gets what he wants. "Hey, baby," he croons, "just relax and enjoy it." You scream at him. Enjoy it? It hurts. It really, really hurts. It feels like he's punching you inside your guts. You're tight, you weren't ready, and YOU DIDN'T WANT THIS. It doesn't help that you were still a virgin in this body. Finally he finishes. "How was I?" he asks, like a moron. "F you, man," you say as you put on your clothes, "our frindship is over, asshole." "Whatever you say, b**ch," he says, pushing you out the door. "I'm still Sam!" you shout, kicking the door after it slams in your face. Now your foot hurts too, dangit. You walk home, aching. You feel used, dirty. You wish you had taken karate so you could have whupped his butt anyway. You murmur profanities and kick the ground as you walk away. "Why do *I* feel ashamed?" you wonder, "It was Mike's fault. He's the one who..." you stop at the unbelievability of it. "raped me." As you continue on your way home, you fight the urge to cry. "I will not cry," you tell yourself sternly, "guys don't cry. Guys don't cry." You laugh bitterly as you remember the movie with a simmilar title that you and Mike made fun of for a year after it came out. How ironic. You get back home and go to sleep. Hopefully things will be better in the morning. When you wake up, you're yourself again! You thought you'd be happier than this. You still feel used. You still feel tender, especially down there. You're glad that you have the right down there again, even though it hurts. How odd. And you still hate Mike's guts.
Written by LaedyRose
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