[The Journal] With Great Confusion

Peter rolled over onto his side. He was just conscious enough to know he didn't want to wake up yet, he nuzzled his face into the warm pillow under him.

Then, that pillow rolled away, causing his head to jerk forwards and waking him up.

His eyes went wide as he took in the sea of flesh in front of him, then his brain started to wake up.

He was looking at Denise and... himself... herself? He looked down at himself to see his scrawny body. His scrawny normal body. He couldn't make sense of it. He had proof in front of him of what happened yesterday, plus he could remember most of it. He could remember being Denise's sex ****, he could remember her ordering him around, telling him to beg

''Please mistress, can I suck...'' Serene mumbled the words exactly as Peter was thinking them, causing him to look at her with panic. As much as he loved the fantasy of being trapped under massive boobs, the prospect of talking to the women attached to those boobs suddenly felt quite... intimidating.

Some primal instinct of fear kicked in and he bolted for the door, only realising his mistake as it clicked shut behind him and he felt the cold air of the hall on his body.

His naked body.

''Fuck'' For whatever reason he went straight towards Kate's door. She seemed nice enough from the few conversations they'd had. And she was a lot less likely to make fun of him than the co-eds down the hall.

''C'mon, open up...'' He muttered, knocking away on Kate's door, then quickly moving his hand back to cover his dick as it started to open

''Morning Pete...Wait, Pete?'' Kate said, apparent surprise on her face as she looked him up and down.

''Look, I uhh... I locked myself out... Can I get a towel or something''

''Yeah, sure come in... you look like, you. I mean... you look like...'' Peter did think the reaction was kind of strange, but then he couldn't really blame her for fumbling her words, given the situation.

''Can I grab a towel?'' He asked pointing towards the bathroom. He was glad the layouts were so similar between the apartments.

''Yeah, sure'' Kate was clearly still flustered but he hoped that covering himself up would at least make it easier to have a conversation and ask Kate if he could use her phone to call someone to let him in to his apartment... then again, maybe having someone else enter his apartment wasn't a great idea when Denise and Serena were there. Still flustered, he grabbed the towel off the top of the dirty laundry hamper, it was a little damp, but that didn't matter too much right now.

He sniffed the air, suddenly realizing how much he smelled like pussy, obviously from the night before. He mentally scolded himself for not noticing that before knocking on Kate's door. Had he rushed past her smelling like this? Damn.

He stepped out of the bathroom, only to see Kate staring daggers at him. Right at the towel he had wrapped around his waist, specifically.

''Look, I'm sorry to impose like this I just. I should go... go get someone to let me into my apartment'' He was mentally kicking himself. Talking with the two futas suddenly seemed like a much less awkward situation.

''No, it's fine it's just, that towel...'' She started to blush furiously, then averted her gaze and held her hands over her eyes as she stared downwards. ''Nevermind, just... So what happened?''

''Well, yesterday Denise turned into a fucking gorgeous futa, then she and her friend fucked me senseless and turned me into a futa too, then me and Denise kept fucking all day long, but when I woke up I was back to normal and laying next to Denise and myself, or Serena. Who's me, but not really me'' As soon as he finished his answer his mouth snapped shut and his eyes shot open.

''I... Uhh... I mean... I...''

Kate was staring at him wide eyed.

''Look, Kate... Sorry, I should go''

''Why did Denise turn into a futa?'' Kate blurted out. He was honestly kind of surprised she seemed to know what the term meant.

''Because I wrote it in a book I found yesterday''

Kate stared off into the distance for a moment before looking to her side.

''You mean this book?'' She said, holding up the Journal.

Wait. What? ''How did you get that?''

''How did YOU get it'' Kate turned the question around on him. Well he didn't have to answer her either now did...

''It arrived in the mail a few days ago'' What the fuck? He didn't mean to say that either.

''Why do I keep answering you?''

''Because I wrote it in a book I found yesterday'' Kate said, with a smug look. She seemed to gain a bit of confidence from how flustered he was getting.

''Why did you write that Denise would turn into a futa?'' She asked

''Because Denise is hot as fuck and I was really horny'' He gulped as soon as he finished the sentence.

''Makes sense, she is hot as fuck'' Kate said.

Wait, what?

''Wait, what?''

Kate plopped herself down into her chair and opened the book

''Today's page is gone... How does this book work?'' She asked, prompting Peter to blurt out everything he knew about the journal.

''Now that's interesting.''