PT 1 | PT 2
Samantha set the mirror on the floor and leaned back, spreading her legs wide to get a good look at her pussy. She loved how the pale pink lips became swollen and slippery whenever she got turned on, which was practically all the time. She reached down and stroked her fingers through her soft pubic hair before resting her hand on her groin. It felt warm and comforting, though it was still weird to only have a plump mound of skin between her legs where a dick used to be.
It seemed that being a girl would take some getting used to. It definitely had its perks, though.
Up until a few days ago, Sam had been a guy. He'd been the typical college science geek that most people avoided unless they needed help with their term papers. He wasn't a virgin, but he had always been so shy and awkward around women that he'd practically given up on the idea of ever finding a girlfriend.
Then it happened. He'd been suckered into doing labwork for his quacky Genetics professor; some kind of low-level radiation experiment with altered DNA. Sam hadn't really been paying attention. He was so absorbed in the One Piece manga he was reading that he'd let the specimen cook a little too long, and when he'd gone to retrieve it the tube had shattered, cutting his finger and showering him in softly glowing goop. Sam had cleaned up and started over, more concerned by the wasted time than any potential hazards to his health. It was just some lame experiment concocted by a senile old man who couldn't even find his own glasses half the time. How dangerous could it be?
That night he'd felt a little feverish, so he took an aspirin and went to bed. The next morning he'd woken up, reached down to scratch his balls and found nothing there. He'd jumped out of bed in a panic, his body feeling wrong somehow. He ran to the bathroom and froze at the mirror, gaping in shock as he saw a complete stranger looking back at him--a cute twenty-ish girl with shoulder length brown hair and a slim, curvaceous body. He'd stared at his reflection for over an hour, waiting for the hallucination or whatever it was to wear off. It didn't, and the realization of what had happened to him finally began to sink in. The radioactive goop had turned him into a girl. And not just any girl, a smokin' hot girl with nice tits and a great ass.
It was like something straight out of a comic book. But instead of having the ability to shoot webs and climb walls, he'd gotten breasts and a vagina and a case of super-horniness. Out of convenience he'd started thinking of himself as Samantha, and had immediately began exploring every part of his...um, her new body. It was basically a dream come true. Who needed a girlfriend when you could be the girl yourself? Plus the new and improved Sam was fitter, healthier, and about a million times more attractive than her old self, something for which she was extremely thankful.
Even now, the novelty still hadn't worn off. Sam admired herself for a few moments longer, then took up a pair of hair clippers and carefully began trimming her pubes. She had an inclination to go out later and wanted to be presentable. Sam had spent the last three days in a haze of near constant masturbation, only pausing to eat and get a few hours of sleep. It seemed like she was horny almost all the time. She imagined that it was probably a natural side effect of being stuck in the body of a rather attractive girl. Even the feeling of clothes rubbing against her skin was a major turn on.
She switched off the clippers and brushed the loose hair away from her crotch, using the mirror to check her handiwork. Perfect. Close and neat on top, but still enough to run your fingers through. Now for around her slit. Sam flung her legs out wide, impressed by how easy it was to do. Her old self hadn't been very flexible. Or athletic. She hadn't tried doing the splits yet, but she imagined she could at least come close. She put the clippers on the shortest setting and started gingerly trimming around her pussy. The buzzing vibration sent little shivers through her body, and she forced herself to focus as she felt her nipples slowly hardening. She knew that she had to resist the urge to play with herself or she'd never get anything done.
After a few more minutes she was finished. Luckily she didn't have much hair around her asshole, so only a few quick passes were enough. She had to bring her knees up and hug them against her chest to get a decent look down there though, and the sight of her round ass and glistening pussy practically shoved against the mirror was making her incredibly horny again. When the last trace of hair around her butthole was gone, Sam dropped the clippers and began stroking her labia, savoring how soft and warm and slick they felt as her inner wetness spread out over them. Fascinated, she watched in the mirror as she pushed two fingers deep into her slippery twat, feeling her insides stretching to accommodate them.
The first time she masturbated she'd been so turned on that she'd barely even touched herself before cumming. Since then she'd experimented and found that the sensations were different depending on whether she was just stroking herself or whether she had something stuffed in her cunt. Stimulating her clit felt sharper and more intense, but having something inside her sent deep tingles traveling all the way to the pit of her stomach. Sam often felt a yearning ache in her pussy for something more substantial than her fingers. She'd considered trying a dildo, but lately the thought had been growing in her mind of actually letting somebody fuck her.
Sam began fingering herself deliriously as she wondered what it would feel like to have a thick, meaty cock buried deep inside her pussy, or even her ass. She reached underneath with her other hand and started rubbing her little puckered asshole, thinking that the opening looked way too small to be able to take a decent sized penis. Hell, her cunt couldn't even take two of her fingers before it started to stretch. The stretching in her pussy felt kind of good though. Trying to fit something big in her ass would probably hurt a lot.
Wetting a finger in her mouth, she reached down again and pressed it up against her butthole. She felt her sphincter muscles slowly begin to relax under the steady pressure of her probing fingertip, and she shuddered as her finger gradually slid in up to the second joint. She resumed stroking her pussy, gasping as the intense combination of sensations washed over her.
"Fuck yeah," she groaned, her new girlish voice sounding strange and erotic in her ears. Sam had quickly discovered that hearing her own soft feminine moans and sighs only served to turn her on even more. She began fingering her butt lightly as she rubbed her clit, her asshole contracting as the feelings of pleasure intensified. She knew it wasn't going to take long for her to cum.
Then she was there. She clenched her jaw and groaned, her body giving a series of short, spastic jerks as her orgasm surged over her like a throbbing electric wave. The surge slowly faded into a mass of warm tingles, and she sucked at her fingers to enjoy the musky taste and smell of herself as she stretched out blissfully on the carpet.
After a little while she got up and went to the shower, determined not to play with herself again for a while. It'd been three days. For all she knew the change was permanent, so she might as well go shopping for some clothes and other things more suited to her new self. Sam still wondered what she was going to tell her parents and teachers, especially her Genetics professor, Dr. Ziegler. The old guy would probably have a heart attack.
There were plenty of ways to prove that she was still the old Sam on the inside, but she had no idea how people were going to react. It was a problem she'd decided to avoid until she got more used to her new body. Fortunately she had the apartment all to herself. The neighbors might wonder who she was, but she supposed she could always tell them she was the old Sam's sister. Friends wouldn't be much of a problem, as she didn't have any. At least none who would care enough to come nosing around.
Sam showered, dried off, then stood naked in front of the mirror to look at herself, thinking that she looked vaguely like Avril Lavigne. She crossed her arms underneath her tits and hefted them up, making them look even bigger. Not that she really needed to. Her boobs weren't huge, but they were a good size and quite firm. She squeezed them idly and guessed that they must be about a C cup. Turning slowly from side to side, she looked at her hips and butt from every angle she could. Her ass was round and full. She was too slim to really have a bubble butt, but it was still pretty big for her frame.
She switched on the radio and started to dance slowly. She'd never had much rhythm, but gyrating around in this body was definitely a lot sexier than it had been in her old one. Sam found a tube of chapstick on the counter, and remembering a scene from an old movie, she picked it up and started to glide it over her pouty lips as she swayed in time with the music.
"Would you fuck me?" She asked her mirror self as she gripped her tits in her hands and bit her lip coyly. She felt a warm shiver of arousal rush through her body. Damn, she looked hot.
"I'd fuck me." She slid her hands over her tits and stomach, loving how soft and smooth her skin felt. Then she spun around and looked at herself over her shoulder as she arched her back and wiggled her ass. Sam smiled and smacked herself on the butt. It was so firm it barely jiggled.
"Oh yeah, I'd fuck me hard."
* * * * *
Sam returned home several hours later, tired, horny, and almost broke. Girls seemed to have an endless amount of crap to spend money on, and Sam had barely even scratched the surface. Lotion, skin cleanser, body spray, makeup supplies, bras, panties, thongs, jeans, skirts, shirts, shoes--she figured those should at least cover things for a while. She'd also gotten a big bottle of lube and some condoms...just in case.
She'd tried flirting with a few girls while she was out, wondering if being cute and female would help her luck. It didn't, though it seemed much easier to strike up a conversation. There'd been no shortage of attention from guys though. Most had just looked, though a few had tried chatting her up. They'd all seemed too smug and slimy, so Sam had just brushed them off. It felt cool to actually be noticed though. She'd spent most of her life being ignored or rejected. Sam had already decided that if she was going to give it up to somebody, it would be some shy virginal dork who'd really appreciate it.
Speaking of which, tonight was the weekly anime club meeting on campus. That seemed as good a place as any to start. Sam dressed in tight jeans and a black long sleeved top with no bra, trying to look sexy without seeming too much like a slut. She didn't use much makeup, just some cherry-flavored lip gloss and a touch of eyeliner. Her hair was loose and a little wild. She knew that she'd need more practice before trying to do anything fancy with it.
She walked to the meeting, already feeling turned on as she thought about all the unsuspecting nerds who were gathering there for a night of sweaty otaku bliss. She wondered if a geeky anime fangirl would be easier for her to score with. At least they'd have something to talk about. If not, she could always pick one of the guys and make his night. Sam still wasn't sure if she could go through with fucking a guy, but considering how horny she was getting, anything seemed possible.
Full Metal Alchemist was starting on the overhead projector when Sam got to the auditorium. Most people were focused on the screen, but she still felt a few eyes following her as she took a seat near the back and began checking everyone out. It looked like slim pickings. There were only a handful of girls, and most of them were with somebody. The only exception was a chubby Asian girl sitting one row down who seemed to be by herself.
A few latecomers were still arriving. A thin guy with glasses sat down a couple desks over, seeming to notice Sam only after he'd chosen his seat. She caught him looking at her and flashed him a smile. He hesitantly returned it and glanced away, seeming shy.
It took Sam a few minutes to decide who she wanted to flirt with first, and a few moments more to gather up her courage. Finally she moved down and took a seat right next to the Asian girl.
"Hi," Sam said quietly, flashing another smile. The girl jumped a little in her seat as if startled.
"Um, hi," she slowly answered. She was rather plain looking, but Sam thought the dimples on her cheeks were kind of cute. They sat there for a minute in silence before Sam leaned in a little closer.
"You know," she whispered conspiratorially, nodding towards the blonde tomboy who was bouncing around on the screen. "I think Winry is totally hot."
The girl looked at her hesitantly for a moment. "Me too," she whispered back.
Sam felt her pulse quicken. It wasn't much, but it was a start. "My name's Sam."
"I'm June." The girl seemed a little nervous, but for some reason Sam found it encouraging.
Feeling suddenly bold, she reached over and rested her hand lightly on the girl's thigh. June started a little but didn't move away, and a moment later her hand was on top of Sam's, rubbing it lightly with her thumb. Sam was a little surprised herself. She hadn't expected it to be this easy.
She gave the girl's thigh a long squeeze before lifting her arm and throwing it around June's shoulders. She took a quick glance back to see if the guy with the glasses was watching them. Sure enough, he was. Sam smiled and moved in to place a soft, slow lick against the side of June's neck. The girl shivered and tilted her head, seeming to invite more. Sam inhaled the sweet scent of her hair and starting kissing and sucking wetly at June's neck and exposed shoulder, occasionally glancing back to meet the eyes of the guy watching them. She was getting too turned on to keep still for much longer.
Sam ran her tongue around the edge of June's ear. "Meet me in the girls room in five minutes," she whispered, then slid out of her seat and walked outside. She had no idea if June would do it or not, but she felt like she had to test the limits of what she could get away with in this new body of hers.
Sam waited in the restroom down the hall. She kept busy by checking herself out in the mirror and wondering if she'd been too aggressive. A few minutes later the door opened and June entered, giving Sam a shy, embarrassed smile like she couldn't quite believe she was doing this. Sam felt the same way, but she tried not to let it show as she took June gently by the hand and led her into the handicapped stall. As soon as they were inside, Sam pressed her up against the wall and kissed her firmly, feeling only a fleeting moment of resistance. June's soft, warm lips were trembling slightly as Sam traced them with her tongue. Their hands started roaming over each other, feeling and fondling over breasts and asses.
"I want to taste you," Sam whispered, licking the side of June's face. When she pulled away she saw that June was blushing fiercely, her dimpled cheeks reddening even more as Sam reached down and began unbuttoning the girl's pants.
A few minutes later Sam was kneeling on the floor, her face buried in the chubbiest, juiciest Asian pussy she'd ever imagined. June had a deathgrip on the handrail, gasping and panting as she leaned back against it with her knees flung wide. Long silky pubes tickled Sam's nose as she drew the skin around June's clit into her mouth, feeling the girl's body shudder as she began batting the slippery nub with her tongue. Before long June came with a mewling whimper, her thick hips quaking as she twisted her fingers in Sam's hair.
Sam stood and kissed her deeply on the mouth, letting June her taste her own tangy juices. Then the girl slowly dropped to the floor, working Sam's jeans down and placing wet, sucking kisses on her lower stomach and thighs before gently nuzzling at her crotch. Tingles of excitement shot through Sam's body as she anticipated having her pussy licked for the first time.
Kicking off one shoe, she stepped out of her pants and rested her heel up on the handrail to allow unrestricted access to her snatch. June quickly took advantage of it and touched her mouth to Sam's vulva, lightly teasing and tickling it for a moment before she dug in and really started licking.
Sam moaned in ecstasy as June devoured her pussy, the girl's firm, wet tongue caressing the sensitive lips as she sucked and slurped greedily. It felt insanely good. Then June found her clit, and Sam wasn't exactly sure what happened after that. She was only aware of the quiet, fleshy slurping sounds and intense spikes of pleasure that wracked her body, peaking higher and higher until suddenly she was cumming spastically on June's face. She felt June hands underneath her ass, steadying her as the orgasm coursed wildly through her body. It was better than any she'd ever experienced by herself. She could feel it tingling all the way down to her toes and out to the tips of her fingers.
June kept licking softly, her tongue sending tiny shivers rippling through Sam's body as she recovered from her climax. When she could move again Sam pulled the girl up and kissed her tenderly, feeling her own slippery wetness coating June's lips.
After the kiss ended they pulled apart to get dressed, with June still blushing slightly as she straightened her clothes and left. Sam paused to wash up a little and popped a stick of gum in her mouth. Not that she minded the lingering scent and taste of pussy, but it would've been a bit crude to walk around reeking of it all night.
The guy with the glasses eyed her suspiciously as she went back into the auditorium and took her seat. Sam flicked her tongue between her fingers at him in a pussy eating motion, grinning as he balked and hurriedly returned his eyes to the screen. No doubt about it. Being a girl was turning out to be pretty fucking cool.
The next feature had already started. It was some retarded anime about talking dolls, and Sam found her interest quickly waning. June had moved to a seat further down and was avoiding her gaze like she was ashamed or something. She sure hadn't seemed ashamed when she was sucking Sam's clit in the restroom, though. Just thinking about it was making Sam feel hot again, and she decided that there was still more fun to be had, if not here, then elsewhere.
She decided to try flirting with Mr. Glasses a bit to amuse herself. She watched him for a few minutes, but he seemed engrossed by the screen and didn't notice her. Finally she went over and plopped right down in the seat next to him. He gave her an uncertain look like he was afraid she was going to attack him or something. Sam smiled and leaned back in her chair, pretending to watch the show as he shifted nervously in his seat next to her. She seemed to be making him uncomfortable. Good.
Sam saw him look over as she reached up and casually adjusted her tits through her top, giving herself a few slow squeezes. The back of the hall was more or less empty so it was unlikely that anyone else would see her. She didn't care too much anyway, just as long as she didn't end up getting thrown out or arrested.
"Hey guy," she said quietly, making sure to get his full attention. "What size would you say these are?" Right as she asked the question, Sam pulled her shirt up and showed him her tits. The stunned expression on the skinny nerd's face was priceless. She held the front of her shirt up almost to her neck, feeling a rush of excitement as the guy stared nervously at her boobs.
"Well? What size?" She asked, looking down to make sure there wasn't any lint stuck to them or anything. The pale, perky globes of her tits and their half-erect nipples looked smooth and flawless in the soft glow of the projection screen. She couldn't really blame the guy for staring. She'd spent hours doing the exact same thing in the mirror at home.
"U...um, C's?" He stammered hesitantly, his eyes still glued to her chest.
"That's what I thought too, but they're actually B's. 34B, to be exact." She watched him stare for a few more moments, the restless warmth between her legs increasing.
"You can touch them if you want," she added softly.
The guy looked at her hesitantly as if he wasn't sure he'd heard right, but then he reached for her nearest breast and squeezed it gently in his hand. Sam found herself breathing faster as he placed both hands on her chest and began to play with her boobs. It felt a lot better when someone else was doing it. He'd just started to rub and tweak her nipples when the show suddenly ended and the lights came up for intermission. Sam quickly pulled her shirt back down, feeling a little surprised at how much of an exhibitionist she was becoming. Girls seemed to be able to get away with a lot more than guys could, though.
Mr. Glasses had certainly seemed to enjoy it. His face was flushed and red as he quickly got up to go outside. Sam hoped that she hadn't scared him off. He wasn't bad looking as far as nerds went, he just seemed really shy.
Sam went to get a soda and returned to find him back in the same seat. He looked more composed, and she wondered if she'd made him so hot that he'd gone off for a quick jerk in the bathroom. The thought only served to turn her on even more. She sat down next to him again with a smile and waited for the lights to go down.
The opening scenes of Patlabor were barely starting as Sam unbuttoned her fly and guided Mr. Glasses' hand into her pants. His trembling fingers rubbed lightly over the front of her panties, and she let go of his hand to let him explore at his own pace. It didn't take long for him to start stroking her twat. She could feel her wetness soaking through the cloth as his fingers worked the crotch of her underwear over her swollen pussy lips. It felt nice, but she knew something that would feel even better.
He didn't resist as she pulled his hand out of her pants and reinserted it down inside her panties. Sam had to stifle a moan as she felt his fingers starting rubbing her labia directly, his digits quickly becoming slick with her juices. She sat back and let him play with her pussy, shivering slightly every so often as he touched an extra-sensitive spot. He didn't seem to be in any hurry. His hand stroked and petted her softly, the light contact teasing her more than anything. After a while he timidly pushed a finger inside her, and Sam wiggled her hips in encouragement as he began to gently fingerfuck her while a roomful of nerds sat cluelessly in front of them and watched animated robots beat each other up.
It wasn't until halfway through the last feature that he started rubbing her clit. Sam covered his hand with hers to keep it in the right spot as a slow, tingling pressure bubbled up from her loins. Then it burst, and she came against his stroking fingers with a quick, violent shudder. It wasn't as intense as her earlier orgasm, but it was still good. Sam pulled his hand to her mouth and started sucking appreciatively on his wet fingers. Playing with herself had been nice, but it was definitely more fun to play with others.
She let him touch her some more until the meeting was over. Her pussy was still soaking wet and the desire to be filled and penetrated was growing again. As people were beginning to leave, she placed her hand on his arm coyly and asked if he had somewhere they could go. He blinked and nodded nervously. Sam followed him out, feeling just as nervous herself. She was about to go back to some strange guy's room with the intent of sexing him in some way. The day was turning out to be full of surprises.
His place turned out to be a tiny apartment not far from hers. Sam was on him the second he'd closed the door, barely hesitating before kissing him full on the mouth. The idea didn't gross her out as much as it used to. In fact it was starting to seem almost natural. He returned the kiss awkwardly, his hands hovering in the air next to her shoulders. It was looking like she'd bagged an honest to god virgin. Either that or he was afraid of her. She was getting so hot between her legs that it felt like she was burning up.
"By the way," she said breathlessly, breaking the kiss for a moment. "I'm Samantha."
"J...Josh," he responded.
"Hi, Josh. I'm going to fuck your brains out now. Is that okay?"
He nodded slowly, seeming almost in a state of shock. She dragged him over to his couch and pushed him down, feeling almost like she was raping the poor guy as she stripped her pants off and began fumbling at his zipper. His dick was rock hard and throbbing. It wasn't very big, but it was good enough. Sam straddled him and positioned herself over his cock, gasping as she felt the blunt, warm head nudging against the mouth of her vagina. Then she dropped down, driving it up into her pussy with a grunt of painful ecstasy. She felt every inch of him stretching her as twinges of pleasure rippled outward from the core of her body. It hurt a little too, but in a good way. Sam was suddenly glad that he wasn't that big. She'd forgotten that she was still technically a virgin too. Or had been until a few moments ago, at least.
Josh was groaning and shaking under her as she slowly began riding his dick. She hoped he wouldn't cum too fast. She knew that she should've used a condom, but by that point she didn't care. It felt too good to stop.
Sam took his hands and brought them to her chest as she started fucking him faster, a moan escaping her lips as he got a firm grip on her tits and squeezed. He seemed to be overcoming his shyness at last. She could feel his cock twitching inside her on every downstroke, and she tried clenching down on him to test the strength of her pussy. His eyes widened and he gasped, his hands shaking as he seemed to hold on to her tits for dear life. She relaxed and held still for a moment. No sense in making him nut already. There was plenty of time for practice later.
Their bodies slapped together as Sam started bouncing her ass harder on top of him. She was getting used to his cock, her pussy seeming to mold itself around him, hugging the contours of his shaft. She felt the beginnings of an orgasm stirring inside her, but at that moment Josh suddenly groaned and grabbed her by the hips.
"G...gonna cum," he grunted.
Sam hesitated for a moment, not sure if she wanted him to blow his load inside her. Then she gave in and started bouncing again, reaching down to tweak his nipples through his shirt as his groans grew louder.
"That's it. Cum, Josh," she urged him, her voice quavering with lust. "Cum in my pussy."
He gasped and tensed, and a second later she actually felt his cock swelling and pumping inside her as he came, filling her pussy with a rush of liquid warmth. She groaned and kept fucking him, almost cumming herself from the delicious sensations of him shooting off in her cunt.
She kept moving until his dick started to go soft, then she eased off him and sat back on the couch by his feet. Sam could feel the thick, gooey presence of his cum up inside her, some of it already beginning to escape from between her labia in a slow, warm trickle. It felt nasty. It felt good.
She started to stroke herself feverishly while Josh watched, still panting a little from his orgasm. Sam let her legs fall to the side so that he had a good view as she rubbed her clit. She was so close to getting off that she could almost taste it.
Suddenly, Josh crawled over and lowered his head between her thighs. Sam watched with a thrill as he brought his mouth to her pussy and started licking her swollen clitoris.
"Oh, fuck yeah." She moaned. "Suck it." She grabbed the back of his head and pulled his face firmly against her cunt as she humped herself against his tongue. A dozen licks was all it took to bring her over the edge, her orgasm blossoming out from her groin and exploding over her like a supernova of pulsing ecstasy. She fell back limply on the couch, her head spinning as she felt Josh's hands gently caressing her thighs and hips. More of his cum was leaking out of her, leaving a slick wet trail that tickled its way down the crack of her ass.
After a minute Josh got up and fetched a towel from the bathroom. He even held Sam's jeans out for her after she'd cleaned herself up a bit. He seemed like a pretty nice guy. She was tempted to stay and fuck him again, but she was starting to feel a bit overwhelmed. Too many new experiences in too short a time. She got dressed, thinking that she could always pay him another visit later.
He opened the door awkwardly for her, seeming at a loss for words. She smiled and kissed him on the cheek.
"See you around, Josh." She winked and reached down to give his dick a little squeeze before walking out.
Back home, Sam hopped in the shower and washed her pussy out as best as she could. She had no idea if she could get pregnant or not, but the idea of it wasn't exactly appealing. She decided not to worry about it. She was too tired and felt too good. After toweling off she fell naked into bed and stretched out, her mind and body tingling warmly with a low, satisfied buzz. It had sure been an interesting day. She had a feeling that things were going to get even more interesting before long.
Sam awoke to bright bands of sunlight filtering in through the blinds. She yawned and stretched out on the bed, letting the sheets glide smoothly over her naked body as she thought back to the wild activities of last night. It was still hard to believe that she'd actually fucked a guy. Or that she'd enjoyed it so much. Just thinking about it was enough to send hot shivers of excitement rushing outward from her groin.
Sighing, she drew the comforter against her chest and clamped her legs around it, the cushiony material rubbing gently over her vulva. At least one thing hadn't changed. She still woke up feeling horny as hell. She started gently humping the comforter and wishing she had someone there to fuck. Someone who would bury their tongue in her pussy and tickle her clit until she passed out.
With a frustrated groan she yanked the comforter aside to get at her needy cunt. She flung her legs out wide and jammed two fingers into herself, growing even more excited as her digits sank into the soft, wet embrace of her pussy. Sam started working her clit with her other hand as she dicked her fingers in and out of her overheated snatch, getting even wetter as she remembered how good Josh's cock had felt as it'd twitched and spurted inside her. She came fiercely, the muscles in her vagina clenching around her fingers with surprising strength as shudders of ecstasy tore through her body.
She lay there and let her mind drift while she savored the post-orgasmic tingles. It was the same story every morning. Lately she hadn't been getting out of bed until noon, or even after. Playing around with her new body was just too much fun. There were moments when she almost missed her old self and its penis, though, not that she'd ever gotten to use it much. But after that freak accident in the lab, her entire life had been flipped, turned upside down. Now instead of being the shy, lonely geek lusting after the hot girl, Sam was the hot girl.
Swinging her long shapely legs out of bed, Sam got up and opened the blinds. Cars passed slowly on the street below as a few people played baseball in the park across the way. She rested her hands on her hips and stood there bare-ass naked at the window, her curved and slender body in plain view for anyone who happened to be looking. As a guy, Sam had been rather awkward and self-conscious, but she was finding it harder and harder to be shy in this new body of hers. In fact sometimes she felt downright slutty. She knew she was going to have to watch it or else she'd end up getting into trouble. Her cautionary thoughts were interrupted by the grumbling of her stomach. One thing was certain; she was going to need food if she wanted to have the energy to fuck around all day.
Sam grabbed her phone and dialed up the local pizza place as she started getting dressed. She walked around her apartment in panties and a t-shirt, cradling her cellphone in one hand and idly stroking the crotch of her underwear with the other. She felt the material turn damp as her pussy grew hot again from her teasing fingertips. As soon as she was done ordering, she fell back on the bed and began fondling herself, moving her hands down along her body from her high, firm tits to the round curves of her hips and ass. Her body still felt strange and new enough that she could almost pretend she was touching someone else. Everything was so soft and smooth and enticing that sometimes she wished she had an extra set of hands to grope herself with.
She was exploring the delicate folds of her pussy again when a sudden knock at the door jarred her back to reality. Her pizza. She'd almost forgotten about it. She pulled up her panties and went to answer the door, the young, goatee-faced deliveryman staring at her distractedly as she grabbed her wallet and paid. Sam imagined that she probably looked odd standing there half naked with her hair mussed and wild. She felt even more awkward when she realized that she didn't have enough for a tip.
"Sorry, I'm a bit short this week," she said apologetically.
"No problem." He flashed a quick smile and handed her the pizza, seeming a lot more gracious than any of the deliverymen Sam's old self had dealt with. The fact that she was a girl and showing off a lot of skin probably had something to do with it.
"Wait a sec." Feeling slutty again, Sam set the pizza down and hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties. She wriggled them down, feeling the crotch peel away stickily from her labia. She stepped out of her underwear and offered them to the guy, feeling a slight blush spreading over her face. Well, at least she still had some shame left.
"Would you take these instead?"
She could see the disbelief in his face as his gaze flicked down from her eyes to her pussy, then back up to the still warm and slightly moist undergarment in her hand. He didn't hesitate for long. He took her panties and quickly rubbed them between his thumb and forefinger before stuffing them into his back pocket.
"Thanks," he said, grinning devilishly. "I'll take a tip like that anytime."
"I'll keep that in mind." Sam smiled back and closed the door. The pizza tasted pretty damn good.
While she was eating she decided to take a trip to the mall later and visit the gaming shop. She imagined that it might be fun to tease some roleplayer geeks for a while. Plus she was still looking for a black and red twelve-sided die to replace one she'd lost a few months ago. There was nothing quite so irritating as having an incomplete set of dice.
She arrived to see that the typical afternoon crowd was gathering; pimply faced teenagers with plastic-sleeved decks of cards and unsettled arguments about who was more badass, Gandalf or Dumbledore. A sudden hush seemed to fall on their discussions as Sam walked in wearing jean shorts and a black tank top. She'd tidied her hair up and used a bit more eyeliner than last time, liking the slightly punkish look it gave her. She smiled and went over to look at the dice as the conversations slowly resumed.
"Can I help you with anything?" The chubby neckbearded clerk behind the counter asked. Something about the smug know-it-all expression on his face made Sam want to punch him. Game store employees always seemed to have a sort of alpha nerd mentality that struck her as idiotic. Nerds were losers by definition. Being head loser wasn't really something to be proud of.
"Yeah," she responded, smiling sweetly. "I need a new twelve-sided. I've got a 4th level Barbarian with Weapon Focus in greataxe and it's a bitch having to use a greatsword just cause I don't have the right dice. I'd consider switching weapons, but she's a half-orc, and half-orcs and greataxes just kind of go together like Daleks and Doctor Who. Am I right?"
He looked at her for a moment, his face seeming to redden slightly. Sam wondered if he was getting a hard-on.
"Anyway," she continued, moving her eyes blatantly over his rotund body and pursing her lips. "I've been looking everywhere for a red and black d12. If you have one laying around someplace, I'd be really grateful."
"Um, let me check in back. Don't go anywhere!" He flashed an attempt at a suave smile and hurried toward the back room. It was the fastest that Sam had ever seen him move. Then a nervous cough from behind drew her gaze to a rather short nerd who had approached from a nearby table.
"Um, hi," he said, shyly fidgeting with the strap of his backpack. He looked young, somewhere in his mid-teens. His sandy brown hair was almost the same length as hers and hung down over a face that was already badly scarred by acne. "I overheard something about you having a barbarian?"
"Yep," Sam responded with a pleasant grin. "A big, tough, PMSing half-orc."
"That's cool," he smiled. "I mean, you don't see a lot of girls that are really into role playing games, you know?"
"Tell me about it. There are a few of us out there, though." She looked him in the eyes, finding herself already wondering what it might be like to fuck him. He couldn't seem hold her gaze for very long before glancing off at something else.
"I was thinking about GMing a game sometime," she added as an afterthought. "Wanna play? I don't have a regular group yet though, so it might end up being just the two of us at first." Sam smiled, wondering if she could've been any more obvious. She might as well have pulled up beside him on the street in a windowless van and asked if he wanted some candy.
"Sure," he responded, seeming totally clueless. "That'd be cool."
"Great." Sam did her best to hide her growing arousal. "Want to get together later and make a character? I need to brush up on the rules anyway."
He agreed and Sam gave him her address. As he leaned down to dig a pen out of his backpack, Sam's eyes were drawn to a gleam of silver that suddenly dangled free from his collar. A tiny crucifix pendant hung there, complete with a miniature dying Jesus. Sam felt a momentary stab of guilt. It was followed almost instantly by a blazing surge of lust. The boy looked so shy and unassuming as he wrote down her directions that she felt like jumping him right there. There was just something about the idea of corrupting his innocence that she found incredibly fucking hot.
They said goodbye, her mind already working on what she was going to do to him. His name was Steve. He wasn't even old enough to drive yet, and in a few hours Sam would have him alone in her apartment. She almost felt sorry for the guy.
The clerk came back with set of dice that matched her missing one almost perfectly. He even threw in another set for free. Sam smiled and thanked him, thinking that next time she might try flashing her tits to see if she could get a free book or some miniatures out of the deal.
Back home, Sam decided to go for a swim in the building's pool to cool herself down a bit. She tugged on the little blue bikini she'd bought and adjusted it in front of the mirror. It did a decent job at covering her tits, although barely. Her butt was a different story. The cheeks of her ass were a little too big and always ended up peeking out. Not that it bothered her really. After posing in the mirror for a few minutes, Sam fought down the urge to masturbate and grabbed a towel.
She ended up sharing the pool with a few kids. Sam ignored them and focused on the interesting sensations of the cool water coursing over her body as she swam back and forth. Her new body was definitely more streamlined than her old one. After a little while Sam noticed that a few of the older boys were watching her from the opposite end of the pool. They were trying to be slick about it and failing miserably. Sam made sure to give them a bit of a show, pausing to 'adjust' her bathing suit bottoms by pulling them up into the crack of her ass and smoothing them out again before taking a few more slow laps. She felt like being bolder, but it was broad daylight and there were too many people passing by for her to be able to get away with much. Maybe she'd come back after dark and see if anyone was still around.
Steve showed up right on time. He seemed nervous as he took out his books and began rolling up a character. Sam had to admit that it was probably her fault. She'd tied her hair back into pigtails and dressed in a belly shirt and her tightest pair of jeans. She'd even used a little eyeshadow and some pink glitter lipstick.
He decided on an elf fighter. They sat on the floor of Sam's bedroom and started playing. After ten minutes, Steve's character had undertaken a quest to rescue a runaway princess from a band of goblins and had already won his first battle. Sam described everything in lingering detail, smiling as Steve leaned forward with an expression of rapt attention. She wondered if he'd have the same expression later when she was rubbing her crotch in his face.
Finally, Steve's character made his way to where the goblins had cornered the elven lady. Sam edged closer to him on the floor as the battle progressed. After the bloody combat ended, his fighter stood face to face with the mischievous elf princess just as he and Sam sat facing each other on the floor.
"Her gold-spun blonde hair spills past her alabaster shoulders like springs of honeymead," Sam read from her notes. "Her full, ample breasts are barely covered by a sheen of magical elven chainmail. Leather leggings hug her butter-supple loins as she steps forward and traces her fingers lightly over your armor."
Sam locked her eyes on his and leaned closer, their lips almost touching as she moved her hand over his chest just as she'd described. "What is thy name, brave warrior?" she said in character, lilting her voice into a light purr.
Steve swallowed hard. "E-Eldan Darkspear, Initiate of the 1st Winter, m-milady." She wondered if he still thought they were just roleplaying. He probably didn't have any idea what was really going on, or how incredibly wet his underaged gullibility was making her.
"A strong name," Sam whispered, letting her lips brush ever so slightly against his cheek. "I shall have to think of a way to properly reward thee for thy...valor."
"Mmmpph." Whatever he'd been planning to say was cut off as Sam covered his mouth with hers and tackled him to the floor. He pushed her off gently and squirmed away, scooting back on the floor until his shoulders thumped into her bed. Sam crawled after him like a stalking tigress. His resistance was only making her pussy hotter.
"I-I am pledged to chastity, Milady," he stammered, sounding rather unsure of himself.
"There is uncertainty in thy voice, young warrior." She slid up against him and sat in his lap, butting her tits lightly against his chin as she grabbed him around the neck. "There is no need for shame," she whispered in his ear. "Thou hast saved my life. By the right of blood and honor, my maidenhood is now thine."
With that she pulled her shirt up and released her pert breasts right in his face. Steve blushed and turned his head away shyly, his hair brushing over one of her erect nipples. She could feel him hardening against her thigh even through both their pants. She looked down and noticed that the Jesus pendant had come out of his shirt again, and she tucked it back into his collar so that she wouldn't feel it watching her. Jesus could have his eternal soul as far as she was concerned, but right now Steve's cock belonged to her.
"Oh, but thou are wounded!" She exclaimed, using it as a flimsy excuse to put her hand on his dick. Sam crawled down to straddle his knees, getting a bit of a shock when she saw the size of the bulge that was tenting the front of his pants. She felt a bit uncertain herself as she unbuttoned the trembling boy's fly.
"At least allow me to comfort thee," she implored him, her searching hand closing around the thick, rigid length of his cock. It felt huge. She pulled it out and hefted it, feeling it throb gently in her hand. The skin was taut and warm. It had to be at least eight inches long and was almost as wide as her wrist. She wondered if it would even fit inside her.
Sam tugged up and down on it slowly, watching as the shiny, bulbous head bobbed slowly in time with the boy's pulse. Steve was laying there slack-jawed and gasping. Whatever resistance he'd gathered seemed to have evaporated the instant she'd touched his cock. Sam realized she was salivating, and without even pausing to consider what she was doing, she sealed her lips around the firm, spongy head of his penis and took it slowly into her mouth. The broad shaft strained and pulsed against her tongue as she stretched her jaw to accommodate it. She was able to take him almost halfway down before she felt his glans nudging the back of her throat. Sam paused, enjoying the sensation of his fleshy presence filling her mouth as she breathed in his scent. It was a musky, intoxicating smell that was making her lightheaded and hornier than ever.
Through playing around, Sam grabbed him by the thighs and started sucking, drawing her mouth up and down almost frantically over his cock as she applied all the suction she could muster. Steve's hips trembled violently, his soft groans mixing with the quiet sucking noises of her lips and tongue.
She was just getting into it when she felt a sudden flood of thick, warm liquid jetting into her mouth. Steve went rigid, his dick lurching as squirt after squirt of his cum splashed against her tonsils and collected on the back of her tongue. Sam kept sucking as best she could. The bitter, salty taste was somewhat unpleasant, but not terrible. There was a lot of it though. Before she could decide what she wanted to do, it suddenly overflowed her mouth. A gush of semen escaped from around her lips and drooled down her chin before Sam managed to corral the rest and swallow it.
Finally Steve's ejaculations finished and he relaxed, his body slumping against the side of her bed like his bones had turned to rubber. She continued to suckle at the head of his cock, enjoying the little gasping sounds he made in response. After a few minutes more she pulled back and looked down, seeing that both of their pants were smeared and spattered with pearly drips of cum. She imagined her chin was an even worse mess. Wiping the side of her mouth, she locked her eyes with his as she put her fingers to her lips and sucked them clean. He was breathing so hard that she began to wonder if he was having an asthma attack.
Sam rose slowly in front of him, planting her feet on each side of his legs as she started to unbuckle her belt. "Now that my brave warrior is more at ease, perhaps he should find a more fitting sheath for his mighty sword..."
He stared at her as she pulled open her fly and gave him a quick glimpse of her panties before turning around to wiggle her butt in his face. Sam couldn't wait to fuck him senseless, but something about teasing him was just too much fun to resist.
Steve interrupted her by suddenly leaping to his feet and grabbing her around the waist. She gave a surprised squeak as he spun her around and pushed her backwards onto the bed, his face a mask of lust. Maybe she'd teased him a little too much. She definitely wasn't complaining though.
Sam lay there meekly as he stepped out of his pants and then yanked hers down and off. He climbed on the bed and drove his face between her legs, nuzzling and kissing the trimmed pubic hair on her mons before pushing her legs open wide. A moment later he was on top of her.
"Take me," Sam moaned, feeling the tip of his cock already pushing against the entrance to her pussy. It was going to be a tight fit. Before she could ask him to go slowly, he grunted and gave a strong thrust, his thick shaft spearing between her labia and stabbing deep into her body. She was so wet that he slid in almost to the hilt. Sam screamed as she felt him ripping into her, the mixed intensity of pain and pleasure triggering a small but immediate orgasm.
A sudden look of anxiety appeared on Steve's face and he began to pull away. Sam grabbed his shoulders and locked her legs behind his ass, trapping him inside her. She felt the muscles in her vagina grasping at his cock in a futile attempt to adjust to his size.
"Oh no. You aren't going anywhere. Fuck me, you bastard," she heard herself saying as he began moving inside her again. She was losing it. He was opening and stretching her further than anything she'd ever experienced.
"Fuck me like I'm your fucking elven goddess," she panted. "Hammer me with your big fucking dick. Ohh fuck! Yes! Don't stop. Don't you fucking stop..."
He was doing exactly as she asked, his balls slapping heavily against her ass as he fucked her with hard, deep strokes. It felt like she was getting pistoned by a tree trunk. Sam couldn't even talk anymore. She'd cum twice already and had seemingly lost all control of her body. All she could do was dig her fingers into his shoulders and sob for air as he drilled her into the softly creaking mattress.
Then he pulled out of her, the sudden absence of his cock proving to be almost as much of a shock as when he'd first rammed it in. Sam watched breathlessly as he aimed his dick at her stomach and unloaded, the first spurt landing squarely between her tits. She flinched a little as she felt the hot liquid hit her skin, then relaxed as the rest of his orgasm sprayed out in decreasing volume all over her stomach and crotch, frosting her pubes with little white rivulets of cum. Steve knelt there panting, his slowly deflating cock pointing down between her thighs. Sam reached out and stroked it gently with her hand. She wanted him back inside her. Her pussy was swollen and sore, but seeing him cum had really turned her on. She pulled Steve down by the arms and kissed him, chasing his tongue with hers and sucking lightly on his bottom lip as she felt the weight of his penis against her leg.
Just then a loud ringtone broke the silence. "Oh crap," Steve said, pulling away from her and scrambling for his backpack. "That's my mom."
Sam lay on the bed, feeling his semen cooling on her body as she heard him stammer an explanation over the phone to his mother. Then he hung up and started getting dressed.
"I gotta go." He said lamely.
"Okay." Sam wiped herself off with the sheet and sat up, trying to ignore the painful twinges in her pussy as she stood and pulled her shirt back down over her tits.
"That was probably enough to level you up," she commented as he gathered up his dice.
"Thanks." He smiled bashfully. "I um, had a lot of fun."
"Me too. How about another game tomorrow?" Sam asked, biting her lip coyly.
He hung his head. "I can't, sorry. My mom would kill me if I missed Bible study. Uh, maybe next week?"
"Sure. That'd be cool." She tried not to sound disappointed as she saw him to the door. "Give me a call, big guy. Don't be a stranger." She waved at him and he waved back shyly before walking off.
Sam shut the door and ran to the bathroom for a quick shower. Her pussy felt bruised but still intact, seeming just a little looser as she gingerly tested it with her finger. She washed the last traces of sex from her body and stepped out to dry off, her body shivering appreciatively as she ran the towel over herself. God, she was such a slut.
She dressed in clean clothes and refreshed her glitter lipstick, smacking her lips together softly as she wondered if she'd try sucking cock again soon. Probably. Just as with fucking, she'd ended up liking it a lot more than she'd anticipated. Maybe her old self had always unconsciously liked penis, or maybe she was just responding to the urgings of her new body. Either way, she had no intention of stopping now. She straightened her pigtails and wondered absently if Josh was home.
A short while later she was standing in front of his apartment and knocking on the door. After a few moments it opened a crack and Josh peered out. He blinked, looking surprised to see her.
"Hi," she said, smiling shyly. "Just thought I'd drop by. You're not busy, are you?"
"N...no. Not at all." He stepped aside quickly and let her in, pushing his glasses up on his nose with nervous fingers. He smelled like aftershave and looked tidier than he had the other night. Had he been hoping that she'd come back? How cute. She was going to have to fuck him extra hard for that.
She pushed him up against the door and kissed him on the lips before he even had a chance to close it. Her hands slid down his back and over his ass, feeling him jump a little as she grabbed his skinny butt and gave it a firm squeeze.
"Miss me?" She asked. He nodded quickly, a slight blush appearing on his face. "Good."
Sam let him close the door and trailed along behind him as he gave her a short tour of his place. His bedroom was tiny, barely large enough for his bed and computer. She sat down on the mattress as Josh put some music on and started showing her his cabinet full of anime DVDs.
"I...I um, know a guy in Hong Kong who sends me a lot of stuff you can't find anywhere else," he said, his shyness seeming to fade as he focused on showcasing his collection. "The subs aren't always that great, but I can get them months before any retailers in the U.S. can for...um...a fraction of...uh...oh."
Sam had begun peeling her clothes off while he was talking. She batted her eyelashes at him as she kicked off her pants and leaned back on the bed, now fully nude. Josh stared for a moment before dropping his eyes shyly to the floor.
"Its okay," she said gently. "You can look all you want."
Sam smiled and patted the sheet beside her. He came over and sat down by her feet, his hands dropping awkwardly to his lap. She was curious to see what he'd do now that he had a naked, willing girl lying on his bed right next to him. Wasn't that every lonely nerd's fantasy? She knew that her old self had spent many nights dreaming about that very thing.
"I'm all yours, Josh." She murmured. "Don't be shy."
She closed her eyes and waited. A moment later she felt the light touch of his hand on her ankle. He started rubbing her legs, his fingers shaking a little as they glided along her shins and over her lower thighs. She was surprised at how good it felt. Before long he had edged in closer on the bed and was gently rubbing her upper legs and hips. Sam just lay there and soaked up the attention. She was ready to let him do pretty much whatever he wanted to her, even if it was something nasty and perverted. Especially if it was something nasty and perverted.
He explored upwards over her stomach, seeming to avoid getting too close to her pussy for the moment. That was fine with her. She wasn't in any hurry. She sighed contentedly as his hands found her breasts, her tits feeling at home in his circling hands as he squeezed and kneaded them firmly. Then the warm wetness of his mouth suddenly covered her nipple, and Sam gasped as he swirled the stiff nub with his tongue and sucked, the sensation causing piercing tingles to shoot through her body. His fingers brushed downward over her pubic hair, and she shivered as his hand went between her legs and started stroking the lips of her pussy.
Josh moved up to give her a tentative kiss, his fingers still playing slowly over her vulva. He was making her so hot that she felt like she was melting, dissolving away into the sheets under the touch of his mouth and fingers. She moved her lips against his and moaned as he began kissing her with more confidence. His hands seemed to be everywhere on her body at once, caressing and exploring. He was sucking at her mouth and stroking the side of her face one moment, then squeezing her ass the next, then the next thing she knew he was rolling her nipples gently between his fingertips. Either he'd been studying up on the Kama Sutra, or he was more experienced at this than she'd thought.
Sam wasn't exactly sure how it happened, but a few minutes later she found herself on her knees and elbows with her ass sticking up as Josh slowly ran his hands down along her spine, his mouth moving down her back with soft, wet kisses that seemed to electrify her skin. Then he reached the small of her back, and she felt his hands grip the cheeks of her butt and gently pull them apart. His lips touched the crack of her ass and she flinched, though more in anticipation than shock. Then she groaned and let her forehead fall to the bed as she felt his cool, slippery tongue begin flicking lightly against her sensitive asshole. It felt incredible. Every touch of his gently probing tongue wracked her with tiny shivers that she could feel in her clit and all the way up the back of her neck.
"Ohh fuck yes. Lick me, you nasty fucker." Sam pushed her butt against his face, feeling his tongue slip inside her as the muscular ring of her anus began to relax. He kept licking eagerly, rimming and tonguing her ass until her pussy was so wet that she felt like she must have been dripping all over the bed.
Then suddenly Josh rose and started pulling his clothes off. Sam buried her face in his pillow and poked her butt up in the air, offering it for whatever perverted use he had in mind. She wondered if he was going to try fucking her in the ass. She almost hoped so.
Sam held her breath as she felt the tip of his cock rub slowly up and down over her pussy, sliding up and down between the cleft of her slick labia just enough to tease her without quite penetrating. She groaned in frustration and pushed against his dick. She wanted it so bad it was driving her crazy. She didn't care where he stuck it as long as she could feel it thrusting inside her. Then he started easing it in, and she grunted as his rigid cock pushed all the way into her cunt with one smooth thrust. She was still tender from the pounding she'd gotten earlier, the soreness and increased sensitivity making Josh's modest dick feel almost like another monster penis tearing into her.
Josh started fucking her hard from behind. He seemed to sense how bad she needed it. She could feel him going in deep, his hairy scrotum bumping up against her clit as his dick rubbed her in all kinds of new and interesting ways. She was starting to understand why doggy style was so popular. Resting her weight on the pillow, Sam put her arms up behind her back for him to hold on to. She felt an intense thrill as he grabbed her by the wrists and started pulling her back into his thrusts, impaling her firmly on his cock.
She was grunting and moaning his name when he suddenly let go and drove in deep, his hands grabbing her tightly by the waist.
"C...cumming," he gasped.
Sam clenched down on his cock as hard as she could. She felt it twitching inside her as he grunted loudly and gave a dozen slow, shuddering pumps, shooting his load deep inside her body. When he was finished he pushed all the way in again and rested there against her ass, his hands stroking her back gently. He still seemed as hard as ever, and after a minute Sam started circling her hips and grinding her body against him.
"You like that, Josh?" She moaned, trying to prod him on. "You like cumming in my tight little pussy? I loved it. I love being your little fuckslut."
He groaned in response and started thrusting again, his fingers gripping the curve of her hips.
"Ohhh shit," Sam grunted. "That's it. Pound me harder, you nerdy fuck. Harder! Make me cum on your dorky fucking cock!"
Josh growled and pushed her down into the mattress, banging away at her pussy like a rutting animal. His fingernails dug into her shoulders as his sweaty hips slammed mercilessly against her ass. He seemed to be taking years of pent up, bullied aggressions out on her, and Sam was loving every second of it. She squealed and bit the pillow as she fucked herself back at him, her cum-slicked cunt making wet sucking and squelching noises around his cock. A heavy, pulsing surge was rising in the pit of her belly and she felt like she was only moments away from one the biggest orgasms of her life.
He was grunting loudly now, and Sam yelped as he suddenly grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head back sharply, fucking her with deep, spastic strokes like he was already cumming again. He tugged her pigtails harder, the tingles of pain and the jerking of his cock immediately driving her over the edge. She came with a loud whimper, a powerful orgasm shivering through her body as Josh lay there with his penis still buried inside her, his panting breath blowing hotly across her shoulder. His grip relaxed on her hair and he smoothed it gently, his touch seeming almost apologetic.
Sam had fallen forward almost flat on the bed with his weight on top of her. She felt dazed, sore, and thoroughly fucked. After a few minutes Josh pulled his softening cock out of her and sat back on the bed, looking embarrassed and a little scared. He was still wearing his glasses. She crawled over to him and kissed him softly on the cheek.
"Don't worry." She said, sliding her fingers through his hair affectionately. "That was really, really good."
He put his arms around her, seemed rather less awkward than before. Sam could feel his cum oozing out from between her swollen pussy lips, and after a moment she took Josh's hand and guided it between her legs, letting his fingers rub over her gooey slit.
"See what you did to me?" She looked him in the eyes as she brought his hand up and slowly licked his fingers, tasting the tangy mixture of their sex juices on his trembling hand. "Naughty boy."
Sam lay there teasing him for a few more minutes before getting up and pulling her clothes back on, swaying unsteadily on her feet as she did. Maybe it was time for a break. She'd gone from getting zero dick to a lot of it in only two days and she was starting to feel worn out.
"See you soon, Josh." She kissed him at the door and gave him a light smack on the butt. He stammered a goodbye, and she left. Her pussy gave a little twinge of protest whenever she took a step, but overall she was feeling pretty damn good.
Tomorrow she'd rest, and then it'd be the weekend. And wasn't there a big anime convention in town next week? There was. She remembered reading about it a while back and wondering if it would be worth attending, but that had been before she'd woken up with tits one day and had her priorities somewhat shifted. Now she could think of a several new and exciting reasons to go.
Anime Expo. Hordes of sex-starved nerds of all shapes, sizes, and genders packed together for three days under one roof. Sam felt a wicked grin spreading over her face. She had a feeling that she was going to be getting into a lot of trouble.
More to come. home