As the door clicked shut behind Jill, Andrea was left alone in the room, her mind racing and her body throbbing with a mix of confusion and arousal. She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself, but the sight of Jill's transformed body was still fresh in her mind, her large, erect nipples and the curve of her hips seared into Andrea's memory.
Andrea's hands trembled as she began to undress, her fingers fumbling with the buttons on her shirt. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. As she slipped out of her clothes, she stood before the full-length mirror, taking in the sight of her new body for the first time.
Her breasts were full and round, her nipples large and pink settled on light colored areola, each the size of her thumb. She cupped her tits in her hands, marveling at their softness and weight. She could feel her nipples hardening even more under her touch, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through her body. She pinched them gently, gasping at the sensation that coursed through her.
Andrea's hands trailed down her body, over her flat stomach and hips, to the junction between her thighs. She could feel the soft, damp curls of her pubic hair, and beneath them, the swollen lips of her pussy. She tentatively touched herself, her fingers brushing against her clit, and she gasped at the jolt of pleasure that shot through her.
She began to explore her body more thoroughly, her fingers slipping and sliding over her wet folds. She could feel her pussy throbbing with need, her juices coating her thighs as she touched herself. She rubbed her clit in slow, circular motions, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she built towards a climax.
The sensations were new and intense, unlike anything she had ever experienced before. She could feel her body tensing, her muscles coiling tight as she approached the edge. She slipped one finger inside herself, then another, her pussy clenching around them as she fucked herself with increasing urgency.
Andrea's body shuddered as she came, waves of pleasure crashing over her as she rode out her orgasm. She could feel her pussy pulsing around her fingers, her juices flowing freely as she moaned and gasped with pleasure.
As her body began to relax, Andrea pulled her fingers out of her pussy, her eyes widening as she saw the glistening evidence of her arousal. She brought her fingers to her mouth, tasting herself for the first time. The taste was musky and sweet, and she found herself licking her fingers clean, savoring the flavor.
Then, overwhelmed by the experience, she started to cry. She curled up into a ball in her bed and fell asleep quickly, worn out from everything that had happened