Marty explores changes to his body before rushing to the university ☑⑤

Marty PoV

My sleep had been interrupted in recent days as well. Last night I had dreamt again that I'd been having sex but it wasn't in any normal way. Something or someone was fucking me! Or at least penetrating me. I didn't know what to think of it, and it was bothering me more than I liked to admit. I sat in bed, trying to process the dream I'd had. It had been so vivid though I'd never seen my partner. I had been face down, ass up, and something had pushed in my ... ass? It felt so warm in my bowels as the dream had faded.

It's all so unreal. In the last week things had only gotten worse. Something was definitely wrong with me. I was having these cravings, I'd woke up most mornings with a strange taste on my lips, in my mouth, and I'd come to crave it. I didn't know what it was, but I seemed to want more of it. None of this made any sense.

My skin felt smoother, more sensitive. My hand slipped down, feeling my smooth ass and around my hole. For the first time in days my cock was erect - although it was barely half of what it used to be when erect. I wanted to push a finger inside, to try to relive how sexy being penetrated had made me feel, when I felt it... or rather didn't. My ball sack seems to have been sucked inwards, and something moist was in it, I stuck a finger in it, and it came out covered in slimy green fluid. I'm not sure why but I licked it and felt the familiar sensation of grapes and heat.

I must be delirious, I need to see a doctor.

I went to the bathroom and could hardly believe my eyes. I was never very manly, barely able to grow any beard, and preferred to shave. But now I realised I haven't shaved in days!

Bellow my neck I could see my chest has grown. If I were to guess to B cups? My tits were small, but I could see my nipples hard and swollen. I unconsciously started scratching the itch, only to notice weird brown nub that I was scratching. There were more of them on my chest and belly.

The alarm snapped me from my thoughts were shaken by the alarm. I had to leave! Then the wave of panic hit me, I had a mandatory exercise class today, and I really couldn't' afford to skip it any-more. University was cool if you skipped a few, but I already did. How am I going to change in front of the guys in the locker room?

Alarm rang again, and I've decided I'll deal with that problem later. I quickly threw something on myself and ran out to the university.