“You’re can’t stop Jen, you always told me that with a body like yours it’s hard to keep your hands to yourself, but its okay we understand”
Jen felt a tingle run through her arms and she dropped her bag.
The same numbing that she felt in her new pussy hand was spreading through her arms as they seemed to lift delicately on their own, and started to rub her all over. Jen tried to control them but they insistently caressed her thighs and tummy, before moving up and cupping and fondling her lower pair of breasts. Jen gasped, it felt as though she was being fondled by 3 hands that weren’t her own and she was powerless to stop them. She tried to get away but knew it was futile as they were part of her.
Susan just stood looking at her impatiently as Jen was becoming delirious with pleasure.
She spoke between gasps, “Susan, look what you did…please…this isn’t normal!”
Susan tapped her foot, “Jen you’re acting really weird today, calm down and lets go and get some lunch, ok?”
The tingle returned and Jen found herself calm, her breathing was no-longer irregular and her heartbeat had returned to a normal pace.
She could still feel the self inflicted groping but it seemed distanced somehow, as though she’d achieved a higher plane of concentration.
The pleasure was as intense as ever but she now felt used to it and just accepted the next orgasm with a blush and slight shake in her knees.
She looked at Susan who was smiling warmly, “It’ll all be cold by the time we get there”
Jen looked down her naked self to her bare feet where her bag sat discarded; she couldn’t pick it up as her hands wouldn’t respond to her commands. Susan had already left and Jen decided to abandon the bag and walked as fast as she could after her friend, groping herself all the way.