Not long after supper, the events of the day began to take their toll. Julia yawned, stretching open her vagina in the process. Henry considered another joke but decided to leave her be. Frank was feeling significantly more informed after watching some news and getting details from his new-found friends but, as the night drew out, he made a decision to head home.
He told them that he’d be happy to pick up supper another night if they wanted to meet up again, then wished them luck with their various changes before leaving the apartment. Julia took the opportunity to say goodbye as well. Henry was the last to leave, but never made it out the door. Kara was feverish with lust. With each passing moment it became more difficult to hide. Her cheeks were flushed red and her panties were soaked through. She was glad for the company, but thrilled to see them leaving. She was desperate for a little personal time, but maybe she could get help. Against her better judgment, she stopped Henry before he could leave.
He was confused at first, complaining that it was late. His arguments stopped when Kara removed her shirt and unclipped her bra.
“What are you...” His mouth hung open as her udder-like breasts fell into view.
“I can’t take it anymore...” Kara whined. “I need you to fuck me... I need your cock!”
Her nipples swung and breasts wobbled as she grabbed hold of his lower left arm. He didn’t argue as she pulled him into her bedroom. He could already feel his cock throbbing as they kissed and undressed each other. He had an easy time removing the remains of his shirt since the extra arms had torn it apart earlier. Kara bit her lip as she watched him undo his pants with his lower pair of limbs.
She moaned and fell back onto the bed, pushing down her shorts in the process. Henry quickly discarded his own pants and fell on top of her, helping to remove her wet panties with one set of hands while holding himself over her with the other two...