As much as she oh so desperately wanted to spend the entire day doing nothing but jerk off like a horny teenage boy. She had things to get done today. She also stank... a lot. Beverly lifted up her arm and took a whiff of her hairless armpit cringing back in disgust. Shower first before anything else.
Jeff was absolutely livid at this, he was fully prepared for a nice long wanking, however his mom had the audacity to stop just when it was starting to get going. After everyone he’d done for her, she was blue balling him? Well two could play at that game. If she wouldn’t let him cum, he wouldn’t let her cum.
Beverly turned on the water, waited for it warm up, then jumped felt the warm refreshing waves move across her body. She let out a small gasp of pleasure, everything felt much more sensitive now. Her hands ran across her bulging biceps and abs, grabbing handfuls of ass meat. She was practically glistening already, feeling the water worm it’s way into every crevice and curve of her androgynous body. Once again she flexed and moaned as droplets streamed down her hairless smooth skin. Then she felt some tingling down below and saw her old friend perking up a bit at her exploration. She did plan on cleaning her self up sure, but she also needed release, probably best to get that out of the way first. She bit her lower lip and started to rub along the shaft using the water as lube. She had yet to see what it could do now that it was upgraded. Her hands worked faster and faster, the dong extending so much she felt like she was wielding a sword. As it grew and grew before her to its full impressive height. She began huffing and puffing. She felt pressure buildup up. A tingling growing at the base spreading up the veiny length of her third leg. She was right on the edge and... nothing.
Her hands only paused for a moment to catch her breath, before they went right back at it. It was utter agony being right on the precipice and unable to complete the final step.
Jeff was holding in with all his strength. His entire body was ridged, and hard as diamon. However he was as tense and tight as he could make himself, holding his “breath” as it were as a salty substance filled his “mouth”. His body felt like a tube of toothpaste being squeezed with the cap still on. But it would all be worth it to prove his point.
Beverly puffed out her cheeks in annoyance, then slapped the two foot long dildo.
“Come on you stupid thing.” She complained still not used to her much deeper voice. “Cum already.”
The command was not as successful as it once was, only receiving a tiny spurt in response. She crossed her arms, still not liking how close they were to her chest. She was getting annoyed at the stupid dildo. She felt incredibly pent up with no way to release. Then she decided on a new strategy.
Jeff held on for as long as he could, his only thoughts on keeping the cum inside him. Then he heard a plastic pop noise. And something cold and smelling of coconuts was dumped on him.
Beverly moaned as a shudder racked her body.
“You like that don’t you?” She taunted.
Once again her hands worked their magic, by now she was more than used to playing with her own dick, and knew all the weak points. Those weak points had now even gotten larger and much more sensitive thanks to the dicks antics. Her fingers worked their way up and down the shaft while at the same time another hand tweaked her nipples. Her toes curled as moans and gasps of ecstasy left her lips. Her touch was heavily, like an angle giving a coconut smelling massage. But also firm and powerful, able to rap around the full circumstances of the soda can thick dick. More and more these hands pumped the shaft some times stopping to catch her breath or fondle her balls, Beverly was committed to seeing this through to the end. Her groans and pleas of release fell on deaf ears as Jeff still refused to give any ground, though he was slipping a bit out. Beverly noticed this and siezed the sticky white liquid using it as further lube along with the body wash.
For such a length of time that both lost track they stood their. Beverly pumping harder and harder, and Jeff remaining sealed tight. The veins on Jeff bulged, Beverly’s heart machine gunned in her chest. All the while water beat down on both of them. As a last ditch effort, Beverly leaned forward and planted a gentle kiss on the throbbing pink head of the cock.
And that gentle touch of lips on the cock head was what finally broke the camels back.
Finally Jeff gave in and a geiser spewed out, hosing the cutains and walls with steaming ropes of cum that just kept coming like a pressurized fire hose. The kick back was enough to send Beverly on her back, aiming Jeff up and blasting the sticky white baby batter onto the ceiling. Beverly experience orgasam after orgasam seizuring from the pleasure as Jeff shared in the experience.
After three solid minutes of cumming the dick finally fell limply onto the shoulder floor. Beverly passing out soon after.
When she finally woke up she found The cum was in such high amounts that it clogged the drain. Beverly giggled to herself and began stomping the sperms down the drain feeling a delightful squelching of sperm between her toes.
With her libido satisfied for now, she began her cleaning in earnest. Scrapping the semen from her body with a loofah. The process was slow given she had to work through two layers of cum, and had to deal with it dripping from the ceiling, but eventually thanks to her new muscles, her soft skin practically shined. She finished off with a healthy dose of shampoo in her hair then turned off the water and set out.
Beverly was normal used to rapping a towel around her chest. However that didn’t seam right given how flat chested she was now. And given the fact she would probably need a shower curtain to cover her cock, she instead elected to just dry herself off the old fashioned way then throw the towel in the hamper.
Once fully dried off she returned to the bedroom only to once again smell cum. She went over to the bed and gagged slightly at the stains she made during her wet dream.
“This just won’t do at all.”
Beverly bundled up the sheets then threw them in the hamper along with the towel.
Finally it was time to get dressed.
Her old clothes would do her no good, so she was forced to dawn those of her husband.
Boxers were a step up from panties, proving unparalleled freedom, even if they were still a bit tight in the front and back. At least they stretched. Though the two foot long python would definitely need to hang out of one of the leg holes.
Next was the pants. Of course those were also too tight, behaving like skinny jeans rapped tightly around her thighs, and outlining the long tube in her left pant leg.
Next was the shirt, she briefly considered a sports bra, but decided against it as it didn’t really fit her new form, Beverly decided to go with a white button shirt, however much like the pants, it was also too tight and she had to keep the top three buttons undone.
Finally dressed she took a look in the mirror. Before Beverly was a sight that one again left her speechless. She looked like a cross between a butch and a femboy, with her silky dark hair and 30 inch shlong in her pants she could have come straight out of a romance novel cover.
Once again she wanted to do nothing more than jack off for several hours.
However she had come too far to get undressed now.
It was time to go out into the world and show everyone the new her...