“Well, a few hours at least...”

“... I only had enough money for a basic street pill.” You admit.

Mira blinks. “You got a street pill? Are you... don’t you know the risks?” She asks. You shrug, your breasts bouncing. “Did you buy it from Ice X? Oh you did. I knew a girl who used his stuff. I say girl because she changed permanently - cause she got pregnant. After two hours she changed again getting huge breasts, dampened intelligence and a libido through the roof...”

You swallow. “Two hours?” You look at the clock then down at your moist pussy, Mira’s cum leaking from it. You still feel horny, but that’s not surprising, but... it doesn’t matter. “Let’s go again,” you say as you grab his cock in your small hand and rub it gently. He stirs as you lean in and lick his head. “Yum,” you lick in circular motions, inhaling his musk, tasting his salty cum and the acidic tang of your pussy on him. The head goes in your hungry mout and you caress his balls. Then you tilt your head and deep throat him, nose in his cum stains pubes, balls against your chin. Where was this lust coming from?

Your breasts ache