Comfortable and uncomfortable.

I woke up a few hours later to the feeling of Billie sliding off me and walking half-asleep to the bathroom. After wondering briefly what Billie had done to warrant a single room with a private bathroom I noticed it was starting to get dark outside. I figured I should probably send Mike a message to let him know I wasn’t going to be coming back to the dorm tonight. I’d somehow neglected to bring my phone with me when I’d been walked through the halls naked by my goddess, so sending an email on Billie’s computer seemed to be my only option.

Getting up was… an experience. My body had undergone a lot of changes this morning but aside from a persistent feeling of emptiness where my balls once were I had still been able to stand and walk pretty normally. Billie had definitely changed that.

As I rolled over and began to shift towards the edge of the bed I felt a wave of alien sensations. Just having a womb now was strange enough, but feeling Billie’s eggs shift and slosh inside as I moved was much more intense than when I’d shifted in bed while Billie rode me. My cock remained soft (it apparently needed to recover after staying hard so Billie could be filled while we slept) but I felt my pussy start to get wet, along with a buzzing tension in my nipples.

Looking down I realized that the feelings in my chest while Billie and I fucked earlier hadn’t been wrong. I definitely had boobs.

They were pretty small and honestly just looked like I’d put on a little extra weight (especially given my still-present wispy chest hair and my swollen belly adding to the “freshman fifteen” look), but they felt *so* different. Sitting on the edge of the bed I cupped them with my hands and felt another pulse of arousal in my pussy. I was surprised how sensitive they were. It felt like my nipples were connected directly to my pussy, causing it to pulse and clench as my palms rubbed against them.

As much as I wanted to lay back and finger myself while playing with my new boobs, I **** myself to let them go and stand up.

I wasn’t prepared for how much my center of balance had been thrown off. I had to struggle a bit just to stay standing. After a minute of getting used to balancing with my new body I managed to carefully walk my way over to Billie’s desk and sat down at his computer. I reached out to grab his mouse and as the screen lit up I was caught off guard by what I saw.

Billie’s porn was still paused on the screen.

Of course it would be. He didn’t exactly have time to do more than pause it when I’d surprised him. Still, I wasn’t mentally prepared to find myself face to face with the pregnant woman Billie had been jerking it to. I found myself staring at her body, imagining my baby daddy stroking himself watching her touch her pregnant pussy.

I quickly slid my hand past my flaccid cock and down towards my pussy. I couldn’t help myself. The memory of seeing Billie stroking his cock, imagining doing to her what he’d done to me. I hit play on the video and was really getting into it when the scene changed, and suddenly the pregnant girl was getting fucked from behind by a particularly girthy cock.

“Oh fuuUuck” I moaned quietly as I felt my pussy contract *hard* at the sight. I felt an aching emptiness deep in my pussy. The male part of me wondered offhandedly if my pseudo-pregnancy was making me more susceptible to certain types of arousal, while the female part was focused on fantasizing about being slammed full of cock while my tits were squeezed and sucked.

I managed to pull together enough self control to stop the video again and pull my hand away from my pussy. As badly as girl-me wanted to cum her brains out over some hot cocks I **** myself to focus on sending Michael that message.

Moving past Billie’s porn I opened up my email. Two stood out; one from Michael and another from Maggie. I opened Michael’s first, which was mostly him saying he hadn’t seen me in class and asking if I was okay. I decided to tell him (part of) the truth and wrote back that some stuff had come up but that I was fine and would be spending the night with someone. That was probably going to lead to some awkward questions later but I decided letting him think I’d blown off classes so I could get laid was the simplest way to make sure he wasn’t worried (it also had the benefit of being at least partly true).

Maggie’s email was more to the point, asking where I’d gone and (jokingly) complaining about being left with the cleanup. With her I figured I could be more truthful, so I told her that our goddess had wanted me to go “help” another student deal with their changes. I had intended to still leave some of the details a bit vague but some combination of our goddess’s meddling and my still unsatisfied arousal put a stop to that idea. Almost before I knew it I’d written up a *very* detailed account of everything that had happened since our goddess walked me through the halls. Reading everything back my male half was more than a little embarrassed by how transparently horny I sounded while describing being impregnated, but that wasn’t enough to stop me from sending it anyway.

The image in my head of Maggie reading what I’d written and jerking off to my horny cock obsessed ramblings had me really wanting to start masturbating again, but the sounds of the toilet flushing and the sink running in the bathroom gave me a heads up that Billie had finished up. Deciding I didn’t want to let Billie catch me masturbating in the exact same position I’d caught him I tried to calm down.

After another quick struggle to get my new body standing I started to make my way back to the bed, but an unexpected gasp from the bathroom made me decide to check on Billie instead. Walking through the open door to the bathroom I found Billie standing in front of the sink, staring at his reflection in the mirror.

“Hey Billie, is everything alright in here?”

Billie jumped a little in surprise at my words and his arms flexed briefly as though he was going to cover his body, though instead they froze up before drifting back down to his sides in another reminder that our goddess wasn’t fond of modesty.

“Are you okay Billie?”

Billie seemed to come to terms with his inability to cover himself and turned back towards the mirror. “Yeah, I just…it’s a little hard to get used to seeing *this* when I look in the mirror.” He gestured down to his breasts and to the small lips protruding from his vulva. “It’s nice to not be so full of eggs anymore but I think these” he cupped his breasts with his hands “got a bit bigger when I…when I rode you and I was just…I was surprised how androgynous I look now.” He turned and bent over slightly to push his butt out towards the mirror, and I felt my still tired cock begin to harden at the sight of his labia protruding between his thighs.

“Fuck, it’s so weird to see that” he gestured at his ass in the mirror “and think ‘Wow, she’s got a sexy ass’ and start to get turned on, except instead of getting hard I start to feel wet and then I remember that’s *my* ass and now *I’m* the one who gets fucked.” He looked past his own reflection and caught sight of my growing erection in the mirror, and I saw him shiver and noticed a glistening between his legs as his wetness increased. “Holy shit I really am a slut now. I never used to get turned on so easily when I was the one with the dick.”

He started to straighten up but I saw another shiver run through him, and instead he turned back towards the mirror and bent over again, his legs spread enough so I could see his pussy twitching slightly. “Can you…can you please fuck me? It may not help my self image issues but seeing you hard like that’s already got me worked up and I don’t really know how to masturbate properly like this.”

I moved behind him and put my hands on his hips. He moaned slightly and arched his back, pushing his ass out towards me further. “Masturbating like this isn’t all that hard, or at least it wasn’t for me when I first grew my pussy. I can teach you, if you want.”

He pushed backwards against me, grinding my cock against his ass. “Maybe later. Right now I just…I want to feel you inside me again.” He reached back and grabbed my cock with one hand and aligned it with his pussy. I took the hint and gently pushed forwards into his vagina. “Fuuuuuuck. Can we take it a little slower this time? Being full of your cock feels really good and I want to enjoy it for a while before we start cumming our brains out again.”

I did as he asked and began slowly pushing myself in and out, pulling his hips back gently against me. I was glad he’d asked for a more gentle pace. After so many frantic, often hormonally-driven fuckings today it was nice to take the time to enjoy each other’s bodies. Billie began slowly rolling his hips back into my cock, clearly enjoying being full of my cock again.

“Fuck John, why do you feel so good in me? Why do girls not just bend over for everyone if taking cock feels this good?” He shivered and began pushing back further onto my cock. “It feels so good I keep fantasizing about getting taken by my friends. That’s…” I could see him blushing again in the mirror “…that’s what my wet dream earlier was about. I was with my D&D group and somehow all of them knew I didn’t have a cock anymore and…and they took turns fucking me on the table.” I felt the wetness around my cock increase. “They’re all dorks but just the thought of their cocks makes me so wet. I know some of them are virgins and the idea of being the first…the first pussy they fuUuck is so hot.”

He shivered again and pushed back against me harder, rolling his hips back against my thrusts. “Fuck why does this all feel so good? It can't be this good for every girl."

I continued gently thrusting into him, matching his pace. "I'm pretty sure that's a gift from out goddess. I know my body is *way* more sensitive ever since I changed. Near as I can tell she's some kind of sex goddess, so I guess it makes sense she'd give us bodies that'll make us want to indulge in her favorite activity."

"Fuck I guess that makes sense. I've never been as horny as I have been since my dream. Hell I was a totally straight guy a few days ago and now I'm basically a girl and I'm enjoying the hell out of being filled with a cute boy's cock."

I blushed a little at the compliment and sped up slightly, causing us both to shiver at the increased sensation. "I know exactly what you mean. I was always bi but everything else is so wild. It's not just that I have a womb, but now I'm basically pregnant and just woke up with boobs of my own." I felt a gentle breeze on the back of my neck and felt a pang of arousal deep in my currently-neglected pussy. "Plus even now my pussy still wants to get filled. It's almost like it's jealous you're getting all the action right now."

Billie laughed a little at that. "Well, I'd help if I could but apparently I'm gonna be an innie until I need to lay eggs again. Maybe I really can invite my D&D group over. I bet at least a one of them would be able to look past the fact that you're a guy if it means they get to fuck that pussy of yours, and the ones that can't will take me. I look enough like a girl at this point I'm sure those horny idiots will be able to look past the fact that it's me they'd be fucking."

"You really like the idea of fucking them, don't you?"

Billie blushed. "I mean, we get together some times and watch porn together. Now I think about the times I watched them jerk off and instead of it being embarrassing it's just hot. I can't help thinking of them doing it looking at me instead of some random porn video."

I decided to leave question about him being "totally straight" while watching his friends jerk off for another time and instead reached around him with my arm and gently gripped his breast. “Oh yEes baby grab my titty.” he moaned, again pushing his hips backwards harder. I saw him shiver and felt his pussy tighten around me. “Please cum inside me. I wanna feel your cock pumping me full.”

I sped up almost without thinking. “So I guess we’re past the ‘take it slower’ part?”

Billie giggled a little self consciously and began pushing back into my thrusts. “Yeah, I think we’re officially in the ‘daddy wants to get creampied’ part.” Billie moaned loudly as I grabbed his hip and began thrusting deeply into him. “FuUuUck YES! Breed me! Cum inside my slutty little pussy!”

I felt myself building towards orgasm, Billie’s command seemingly overriding my cock’s inability to cum on its own. Billie sensed that I was close and met my gaze in the mirror. “Daddy wants mommy’s cum in his slutty little hole.”

I lost it. My pussy pulsed hard at being called “mommy” and my cock quickly followed. Billie’s entire body seized up as he clenched down, moaning my name as I filled him with cum. My upgraded semen production rapidly overwhelmed what his body could take, and a small waterfall of cum began leaking down his legs onto the bathroom floor. It felt strangely nice to have a (mostly) male orgasm again after so many overwhelmingly feminine ones, though I was a bit jealous of the brain-melting climax Billie was clearly experiencing.

Pretty quickly I needed to help support his weight as his stamina seemed to give out. I thought briefly about trying to drag Billie through the shower to clean up our mess a bit but remembered the absolutely cum drenched bed and decided to leave the cleanup for the morning. I laid down next to him in the bed and he sleepily shifted to spoon me. I decided I was happy to be the little spoon and in less than a minute we were both asleep.