You wake up hot and cold in bed. It is still dark in your room, so you must have woken up on your own in that case. You're clutching a pillow between your arms, and your legs are spread wide, leaving you half-dangling off the side of the bed. You can't really recall what woke you up, the only thing you can remember from your dream was that it had turned from something vague, almost nightmare-like, into a more vivid, arousing dream in what had seemed to be the span of the moment. You feel your underwear clinging tightly around your groin, causing a wedgie between your buttcheeks. You cock your hips slightly in hopes of removing the wedgie, only to find that the mattress is wet below your butt.
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Have you just wet yourself?
There's definitely some dampness underneath the covers, but had you peed the bed, you would've woken up much sooner. You know that for sure.
Instead, you feel no such feel of relief in your bladder. On the contrary, you still feel some pressure in your lower belly, feeling like you need to go to the toilet sooner rather than later.
This is something else, something... new, to you. Closer to a wet dream, actually, but barely anything like it. The muscles in your groin feel tight and tense, and there's definitely pressure on the front of your shorts. You feel your veins pumping blood through your groin, the more you think about it, but there's no sign of an erection.
It is more focused, a little more intense, and what pleasure is left is focused further back, as if the pleasure is focused further behind your cock and balls.
You stand up, just so you're not sitting atop a wet bedsheet anymore, and try to remove the wedgie between your legs. It feels like you're only half awake, as your fingers take some time to find purchase to pull the underwear down.
Walking feels strange, and just like with the lack of erection, you feel a strange void between your legs, as you take a couple of steps closer to the closet drawer with all your underwear in it. You try to see if you can still find a nice looking pair of boxers, only to halt in place, when your eyes see nothing of the sort inside the drawer. You feel like your eyes are deceiving you for what you do see, but even as you blink a couple of times in hopes to adjust better to the dimly lit room, the same thing is presented before you.
Your underwear drawer is completely filled with girls' panties. The frilly, cute and sexy types.
Is this some elaborate prank from your sister?
No, really, just how awake are you?
Ever since waking up, nothing was adding up, from the wet spot on your mattress, to the underwear that caused a wedgie between your legs, to a drawer filled only with what was supposed to be Vicky's secret.
You scratch your legs, only to find them completely smooth. Your hands caress your sides, as you find that your physical figure has changed, with your hips widening, and your ass jutting out further behind you, almost as if it had gotten bigger overnight.
But the worst thing was your crotch.
You cringe, as you bring a hand down to check the damage down below. You find what you think is your penis, only much smaller, and the remaining nub ten times more sensitive than you are used to. Reaching further down, a finger manages to find a small slit, a crevice that grows slightly as your finger peals apart two separate flaps of skin.
Upon touching it, your finger returns slightly wet, a sticky substance covering it.