You still can't get over the way simply walking feels like a sexual come on. Stray droplets trickle down your bare shoulders and slide past your hard, jutting nipples. The constant jiggle and weight sometimes got lost in the rush of water in the shower but now you are alone in the chill air.
Grabbing the most comfortable towel from the side closet, you marvel at how towels which once barely covered, now envelop you. At least, aside from trying to cover up your bust. Sitting briefly to pee, you feel it gush out of you as a rushing stream. The analogy feels laughably on-point but you imagine a garden hose spreading a constant flow over a yard. Now, you feel as though you've been trimmed back to the faucet, back to the source. It sputters all over your womanly groin but finishes without delay or dibbles. You never realized the mere act of peeing could feel so different.
At the same time, triggered by your shower and excitement, a slippery, sneaking wetness is pressing through your new nether regions. It feels as unstoppable as a tidal wave. Your pussy juices are searching, flowing, yearning for something to play with, even something as simple as your fingers. Idly, you prod your sensitive flesh like a few teases of a piano key, not ready to make music yet but getting a feel for it.
Quietly unlocking the bathroom door, you feel disappointment and relief that no one is in the hallway connecting the dorms. While you were showering, the top you brought with you shifted into a navy blue, woolen women's cardigan. You try it on but it's just a lewd, button-bursting accent for your boobs. That's probably the point.
Your spare underwear has also undergone a change into panty briefs in a lighter tone of blue. Casually, you slip them on to feel and thrill that women's underwear fits you perfectly. After retrieving the flashlight that has introduced you to so many wonderful feelings, you sashay your way back into your bedroom. It has changed too.
Not immensely though. it's still messy where it was before but an entire area is dedicated to women's products, makeup, and more. While you've only glimpsed each of the products in passing at the store, you now have an innate, unconscious understanding of what they are meant for.
While your phone has a sparkling, golden case now, it is otherwise unchanged. Furthermore, your little masturbation video is preserved and unaltered. For fun, you slip on the cardigan and tease your immense, erect tits in a new video. You feel even wetter about the idea of posting it somewhere online. A damp spot, having traveled inexorably through your being to finally slide out between your nervous thighs, traces an oval in the gusset. You're a horny little fuck toy and you want...need something more between your legs.
Placing the light on the bed and checking your drawers, you soon find your earlier suspicions are correct. You wear a 28F bra. Not only that, you have some lacy ones which don't take you too long to figure out how to put on. Technically covered up, you look through closet for what else to try on.
In the relative quiet of the afternoon, you hear the door to the other bedroom slip open. Your heart thunders in your sexy little body as you realize someone has been nearby this entire time. Who could it be? Brandon usually has classes till late and Ryan usually games competitively in the afternoon. It has to be Ryan, assuming the changes haven't made the dorm non co-ed.
Torn between a fledgling exhibitionist influence and a vivid awareness of how anyone and everyone can see how wet you are, you edge over to the closet to slide on a silken, pink robe. Ryan walks past the doorway and your breath halts in your throat.
He's just wearing his red, flannel boxers and a clear, looming outline rests against his thigh, like a full-sized candy bar stuffed inside. Before, it didn't matter to you and you did your best not to think about it. Now, it's all you can think about as you brush back your shoulder-length, water-matted hair and part girlish lips with an upwelling of drool preparing in your mouth.
Ryan pauses to stand in your open doorway. "Hey, Misty. What's up?"
Misty...You've never heard that name used for yourself before but it feels welcome on your ears and the tongues of others. Your tongue is preoccupied but you find your slight, high-pitched voice to give a quick answer about buying, "A new toy."
Ryan looks intrigued and you wonder what you are to one another. While you had...or still have a girlfriend, Cynthia recently broke up with him and he's been stuck inside just on his computer all the time. Before you went to the store, you thought about asking him to join you. Stepping closer, you feel like you're attempting to seduce him as you bend over to grab the light on the bed.
Flashing the light on the wall produces no special effects you can see. Spreading the blue light over one of your muscleman posters stretches the figure's shape to absurd levels and pushes you over the top. Slipping the light in your robe pocket, you whisper and slide a delicate hand into Ryan's boxers, as you remark, "But my favorite toy is right here."
Though you felt slippery and wet before, now it's like the dam is breached and an unstoppable wave is flowing through you. You've crossed a line you never imagined you'd cross before, but it feels so right to caress and stroke his blazing hot, stiffening meat with your dainty hands. You have to work hard to get your dainty grasp around it.
You made the first move. Fluttering your eyes, you look up at Ryan for some sign he wants you to stop. All you see in him is lust and pleasure. Yanking down his boxers, his cock bounces rigidly before you, threatening to brush against your drooling mouth. Bending forward, you massage and encircle his dick with the immense swells of your tit flesh. He soon gets into it, thrusting his cock over your sensitive breasts, and edging against your chin.
You are his little fuck toy and you want him to use you every single way. Your mental masculine remains don't care anymore with the overwhelmed ecstasy of how good this feels. You want that long, hot cock anywhere and everywhere it can go. Soon, you cross the next threshold and lick a salty flavoring off the tip.
Though you're small, you use every inch you have to sink your mouth around and bury his cock into your eager throat. You sink and recede, stroking it and feeling it as it starts to twitch. Swallowing some, you savor it before letting Ryan cum on your face and chest. Cum on your tits, that was how this started but you don't want it to finish yet. Your pussy has been getting ready.
It would take a little while for Ryan to get hard again, one of Cynthia's complaints, but you know of a magic toy which might be able to help. As he reels, stammering and panting from the way you just went to town on his cock, you turn a dim, blue light specifically on his softening meat.
While it does grow a little girthier, the important thing is it also springs erect as fresh arousal spreads through Ryan. Leading him by the cock, you take him to your bed and strip off your askew robe and gusset-soaked panties to reveal your wet pussy.
Riding him is simple, slippery slide down his hard shaft. You gasp and moan as he slides inside you, tickling and teasing parts you never knew you had. This is what you were made for and what your female body needs. He drives a strong, steady rhythm as your ravenous body threatens to completely envelop him.
Before long, you push into a crest which feels like your best orgasm from when you changed. With animalistic fervor, you crave every inch, thought, and feeling from Ryan and he fucks your mind back into breathless oblivion. Only this time, it last even longer as he rises to his own peak and actually cream pies your wet, dripping pussy.
You don't think about condoms or consequences. You just want more. And you feel a flash of inspiration. You got so hard with your breasts. Surely, Ryan will feel the same way.
As he manages to recover from his second orgasm in such a short spell, you urge him to try holding the light on the side, next to your hand. This is risky. The light might not allow more than one person to remember but so long as he does, the accelerant to his libido should work just the way you want, to become a thoroughly-used fuck toy.
Fortunately, you see his clear shock as his areolas plump up and spread with deep, dark red across his chest. Soon, they rival yours for size with a tight, sharp-red point of a nipple. The flesh beneath barely clears the C-cup you started with but he has lewd, fun nipples you can't wait to wrap your mouth around.
Soon, as expected, the mix of feminine and masculine sensations brings his swollen, almost purple cock to a twitching, thought-blanking erection. Your mouth switches between teasing the hard, almost leaking nipples on his chest and the even harder, also almost leaking tip of his glans.
You suck him dry, swallowing his delicious, fragrantly-salty seed as he begs, out of breath for a chance to catch up. Ruled by an accelerating, ravenous libido now, you whisper teasingly, enticingly, "Do you want more?" You slide your hands over your silken but sticky, cum-splashed body.
Despite his mind-numbed confusion and fear, the heartbeat pulsing through his ears and threading through his shaking cock understands an inescapable, gravitational attraction to his hard, obscenely swollen nipples.
He manages just two nods as you guide his hand to the side of the light as you aim a bright, steady beam across his entire body, except for his cock desperately trying to rise again.
With the light, slim, narrow shoulders and a trim, sloping waist soon lead into vast, curvy hips which will challenge any of the pants he currently has. A shoulder-length sweaty swarm of pretty but unkempt dirty-blond locks dips to his shoulder as his lips plump up and a trickle of drool invites you to imagine where his changing body will lead him.
His face has a stark, feminine allure which no longer seems quite in your sexuality but you still give it a playful kiss as he bends down to suck on your hard nipples. Lost in the excitement, you both forget about the steady beam still aimed at his chest. When you finally remember and click it off, you both marvel at the immense, overflowing boobs which have grown into Ryan's engorged tits. Nothing he might be able to wear could possibly hide them.
With how far they stretch without sagging from his slim chest, you can only imagine he must be several sizes larger than you, but you are a petite while he's bigger. A full-sized, shemale fuck toy
Just seeding that idea into him with a seductive whisper is enough to get him whimpering like a horny girl as his aching, red cock rises once again. You wanna give it one more ride before you finish the fun. While being fucked by a hard cock is more invitingly familiar and wonderful than shocking ecstatic, you still love every second of riding his length.
Recognizing the rushing wave of his oncoming climax, you time the light so you manage to catch the final, glorious rush of his firm meat in your pussy with the blast of the last of his semen. Unavoidably passing through the spill of pink light, you watch his once-enormous cock slip into a buried, concentrated point above his already slick and semen-soaked pussy.
While Ryan has been screaming with her eyes rolling up in her head in mind-broken pleasure, she still has another note of joy to sing as you bump your sensitive little bud up against hers. You two have gloriously and thoroughly fucked in ways few can even imagine.
You finally shut off the light once it starts to feel like you're getting achingly wet and Ryan's fingers can no longer grip the side (she held on but also dug her girlish nails into it). Even though she only remembers you as Misty, you both remember Ryan.
Slipping off the bed, you realize you'll probably need another shower after all that. At the same time, the brief addition of pink light has left your pussy with an ache you want to fill again soon. Perhaps you can return Ryan's penis as a fleshy double-ended dildo or you can have herm fun while deep inside each other. You want Ryan to at least know the pleasure she's given you. Your mind reels with possibilities and your wet pussy desperately wants everything.
The full sized and fun sized fuck toys aren't done yet.