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Chapter 4 by 0hffe 0hffe

Oh, no! What Day Did He Write That In For?

[The Journal] Tomorrow

The next day was much like any other for Peter, wake up, get ready, go to work, don't die of soul sucking boredom, get home.

It was only as he arrived home that he noticed something... odd. He saw Denise arriving back at the apartment building just before him. But she was with an absolutely statuesque and dark tanned woman with pitch black hair, she must have been about 6'5'' and built like she-hulk. She also had her arm around Denise's hips in a way that seemed a lot more than just friendly. A suspicion that was confirmed as he saw them get into the elevator and the towering woman pulled Denise into a deep kiss.

''Shit'' Peter hissed out, realizing that he'd just stood there in the hall as he watched those two going at it and now he was standing there in public with yet another Denise induced boner.

If he had any doubts about what those two would be getting up to, they all vanished within 10 minutes of getting into his apartment. He'd only just barely sat down when the moaning and thumping began, only ever stopping for a few minutes at a time before starting again. This pattern kept up for at least an hour, with the occasional moan and giggle still reverberating through the flimsy walls for another hour after that.

***

Denise couldn't believe how the day had played out, it was supposed to just be a boring swimsuit photoshoot. She had been intimidated when she turned up to find that she would be working with Fatima. The woman was curvy in all the right places and hard muscle in all the rest. Smooth dark tanned skin and dark hair tying the look together perfectly. She couldn't help but steal glances at Fatima all the way through the shoot, something Fatima made clear she had noticed when she cornered Denise to ask about it in the changing room.

A short conversation quickly turned into making out as Fatima took the slightest opening as consent to start teasing Denise's body and Denise quickly gave in and eagerly returned the favour.

From there, everything was a bit of a blur, up to the point of them both starting to strip down in Denise's apartment. Where Fatima offered to show her a ''magic trick'' which produced a very sudden and very pronounced bulge in her panties.

As soon as the cock popped out into sight Denise was mesmerized by it and was quickly on her knees giving her best effort to blow the biggest cock she'd ever seen. She didn't take long to make Fatima blow an absolutely massive load and much to her delight, it didn't take long for that dick to get ready for another round.

After their fuckfest, Fatima offered to work some magic on Denise to ''spice up her life''. She even seemed to take Denise's rebuttal that she could never be outgoing enough for that as a sort of personal challenge.

Fatima then picked her up, held her high against the wall an ate her out to orgasm after orgasm until Denise passed out.

When she woke up, Denise was on the floor in her bathroom, the bathtub already filled with hot water and a post it note stuck to the full length mirror at crotch height.

''Let me know if I should take it back. But I think you'll love it'' Denise was confused for a moment, but then she looked in the mirror and say the tattoo right above her pussy.

''Futa Domme''

She gulped slightly at the sight of it and then lowered herself into the bathtub. Taking her time to reflect on the days events before realizing two things. One, that she surprisingly didn't feel sore or tired at all. Two; she hadn't gone for her daily jog.

She finished up quick in the bathtub and got her exercise clothing on, then set out on her run.

It didn't take long for her to realize something was off, she could feel the friction in her underwear and a quick stop in a public restroom confirmed it, her clit was swelling, big time. It was already about as big as her thumb. She couldn't tell if she was so horny because of the magic, the friction or the thought of becoming like Fatima, but she couldn't really bring herself to care one way or the other.

She cut her route short and made her way home as fast as possible, then filled the bathtub again as she examined the new bulge in her pants. She remembered the way Fatima had come onto her in the changing room and started to grind her crotch into the palm of her hand as she contemplated the idea of being the dominant one in that exchange. Losing herself in that fantasy proved to be a mistake as she brought herself to the floor as an orgasm ripped through her.

She brought herself to orgasm several more times while in the tub as she spent most of her time admiring her steadily growing and constantly erect clit. Even after exiting the tub, she sat on her couch, towel draped beneath her as one hand teased her huge clit, which was increasingly resembling a cock the more it grew. Already it had passed six inches and it didn't show any signs of stopping.

Denise snapped to attention as she heard the sound of giggling coming from the hall. She remembered that the college campus wasn't far from her building and that plenty of co-eds were actually renting just down the hall.

She ran to her door quickly swinging it open as she fixated on the mental image of the hot co-eds and then the sudden realization hit her along with the chilly air in the hallway. She was already thinking with her dick and it wasn't even full grown in yet. Maybe once it was she could show her neighbors some love. She smiled to herself as she let one hand drift back down to her dick. Then she suddenly got the feeling she was being watched. She turned to her right to see her dorky neighbor staring at her. He quickly turned away and shut his door as soon as they made eye contact. For a split second she felt worried, then she smirked and went back inside.

***

Peter's mind was reeling. What the hell was that? Did Denise have a dick? Didn't he write something like that yesterday?

''No way'' he ran to his desk and retrieved the journal, looking for what he had written yesterday.

''Shit, it's gone'' He said, realizing that today's page, and therefore the text he had written on it, were both gone. He set the book down on top of his desk.

''Shit, it's real'' He said, as the other realization sunk in.

What Does He Write? When Will It Happen?

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