Day 3 - Amberly

Brrrt. Brrrt. You gently wake up to the sensation of your vibrating phone against your cheek. You stiffle a yawn to avoid waking up Ricky, who was closely cuddled against your backside and seemed to be sleeping like a baby. Something that wasn't sleeping as much was his morning rod, which was pressing against your thigh somewhat firmly. Gross. After giving the bed covers a soft push, you can see that somehow your pajama pants had gotten loose and were resting halfway down your bum. Worse however, Ricky had apparently decided to sleep in the nude at some point during the night, which meant you could see his naked appendage poking the fabric that covered your thigh. You're not sure just what he had done during the night, but it couldn't have been much you believe, otherwise you surely would've woken up. As slowly and careful as possible, you slide out of bed and get up while making sure that you don't forget your phone.

After you sneak out of the bedroom, you grab a small snack from the kitchen - it will have to be enough for now until the whole transformation deal is over. Before you decide to leave, you quickly make another trip to the bathroom, comfortably sitting down on the toilet seat and... feeling a little tingle down under. You slide your pajama down and still see nothing unusual as far as your delicate womanhood is concerned, just that the puffy lips look a little chafed from your crotchless panties once again and overall a bit more... red and fleshy. You push your underwear down to your knees, and release a soft sigh upon feeling those feminine folds slightly less compressed. Less than a few seconds later, there's an unpleasant bubbly sound and you look back down in confusion. Right there between your legs, you see a tendril of translucent goo hanging out of your slit. "... huh?" you stare on and watch the thin thread extending more and more, until it plops into the toilet bowl with a watery splash.

"The hell...?" you whisper to yourself as you lean forward and use two fingers to part your pussy lips, only to see a small string of milky and cloudy semen attached to your labia. You also grow aware of the faint scent of sperm, originating from your sticky vagina. You're pretty certain that your birth control was still active, but still, this wasn't something you could accept.

Your plans to leave silently are gone as you storm back to Ricky's bedroom in just your underwear and wake him up with a slap across the face. "You bastard! You fucked me!" you spat at him.

"Nnnh... what? No... I didn't," he said while smirking. "I swear I totally didn't..." he added while his gaze was already wandering down to your exposed crotch. "Good lord that pussy looks even better in daylight," he remarks, which takes the wind out of your anger and brings a faint blush to your cheeks instead.

"What's wrong with you... ?" you repeat once more, while making no attempt to hide your crotch. He had already more than seen everything anyway.

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Time goes by.

You had everything you could wish for, and then some.

It took nearly a month before you cleaned up Ricky's room and found a little pill hidden in a pile of dust under the bed.

You were also starting to get along with Amberly's other kids much better, it's like you became an older sister to them.

A few months later you decide to get back in touch with your sister, and send her a text message from the phone that you hadn't turned on for the past few months.

"Hey sis. Sorry that I vanished half a year ago. A lot has happened and I'll have to explain lots. Maybe I'll come by in a few months together with my fiancé to say hello, I think you'll like him, his name is Ricky. Maybe by then I'll also introduce you to your baby nephew and baby niece. Your nephew really likes kicking, he's eager to get out of there. Perhaps I'll let him blame his dad for putting twins in there, when he's old enough." Checking the message for any spelling errors, you eventually tap on the 'send' button and attach a recent picture of yourself.