The house was packed with partygoers. As they made their way through the crowd, Amelia started to feel warm. She stopped to look around. She recognized members of the school cheerleading squad. Several girls with matching Greek letters caused her to realize a sorority was here too. If she and Vicky didn't get out of here soon...
Wait, where was Vicky? Amelia had lost her in the crowd. Amelia felt flush and dizzy. She tried to make her way to the open sliding door that opened to the back patio. She was feeling something very strange in her groin, and she had a good idea what it was.
In her haste, Amelia bumped into a short, redheaded girl holding a red Solo cup. The cup's contents splashed all over the stranger's shirt.
"Heeey! Watchwhereyergoing!" By the sound of the redhead's voice, Amelia could tell that drink hadn't been her first.
"I'm so sorry!" Amelia replied honestly. She grabbed some nearby napkins and started patting the redhead's chest, but soon realized she was accomplishing nothing except to feel the redhead up. Pert nipples were visible behind the soaked fabric.
Amelia realized she had an erection. Which meant her Jurassic Park frog theory was right. Then she heard the redhead say "You look hawt..." Her head spinning, Amelia hadn't heard the question "Are you okay?" that preceded those words. Amelia impulsively kissed the redhead. Then thinking better of it, Amelia started to say "I'm sorry" Only the first word got out before the redhead grabbed her and kissed her back. The two girls started furiously making out and fondling each others breasts through their respective shirts. Then Amelia slipped in her frog tongue.
"That's hawt!" said the redhead, this time meaning attractive.
The redhead took Amelia by the hand and led her down a hallway until they found an unoccupied bedroom, exchanging names along the way; the redhead was Becca. They tumbled onto the bed, shirts coming off. Becca didn't notice Amelia's webbed hands. They made out for a few minutes until Becca finally panted "You know where I want that tongue..."
Amelia got the hint. Becca unzipped her jeans and Amelia pulled them down, along with Becca's panties. Amelia's frog tongue plunged into Becca's vagina. Incomprehensible cries of pleasure poured from Becca's mouth and until her back arched and she orgasmed.
Becca lay on the bed, drenched in sweat and panting from the incredible tonguelashing she'd just received. That's she saw Amelia stand up and drop her own pants.
"Watthafuckisthat?!" said Becca upon seeing the big green frog dick between Amelia's legs.
Amelia didn't say anything, she just climbed back on the bed and pinned Becca's arms down. Becca was stunned, but strangely turned on. Amelia hesitated and looked Becca in the eyes. "Fuck it," thought Becca. She nodded, and Amelia slid in.