Jen’s new ‘arm’ was really just a hand that had formed where her pubic hair should have been. It was furiously rubbing her tender teenage pussy and seemed extremely dexterous, Jen desperately tried to control this new appendage but it felt numb and continued to rub and finger her with expert efficiency.
“Whhh-yyyy?!” she said to herself, her voice distorted by her erratic breathing and intense arousal.
The rest of the class were hurriedly exiting the class room as the naked, four breasted Jen tried to gather her belonging while watching in horror as the hand worked her to another orgasm.
She threw her head back and stumbled slightly, spilling papers all over the floor. Susan helped her gather them together. “th-anks” Jen said, the hand continued to rub furiously as the pair stood in the now empty classroom.
“That’s ok, now come on its lunch time!” Susan said walking to the door. Jen tried to follow, her bare feet slapping on the cold tile floor.
“Wait-t S-S-Susan!” Jen called after her.
“What is it Jen?” She asked, turning to look at the naked girl.
“C-c-can y-you-” Jen started before Susan interrupted; “Speak normally Jen, I’m finding it difficult to follow you…”
The tingle ran through Jen’s throat and she found herself breathing normally despite the constant masturbation. “I know this’ll sound strange, but can you tell me to stop… er… masturbating… please…”
Susan raised an eyebrow and looked at her naked friend before she said…