Morning After

Of all the ways I've been woken up, cumming down my bunny's throat has to be the best.

I combed my fingers through her hair, causing Gwen's ears to perk up and pull her head back. I groaned as she sucked her way up my dick, her tongue spiraling around my shaft, collecting every drop of cum. Gwen grinned like a cat with cream and crawled up to kiss me, sharing my taste. We separated only when there was nothing left.

"Mwah~ Good morning Master! I don't know how you made your jizz taste like purple Skittles and I kinda don't want to." She draped herself on my chest and sighed contentedly, nuzzling my tits.

"I'm just calling it magic at this point, there are rules and limitations, but they're very soft and... Wobbly you could say." I squeezed her newly bubbly butt for emphasis.

Gwen giggled, "If your magic runs on narritivium lemme know," she put on a posh accent, " I am an English Major, you know."

We lay there awhile, basking in the afterglow and afternoon sun shining through the window. I was glad we still had this, this easy and simple companionship.

Wait. Afternoon sun?

I bolt upright. Shit! It was three thirty! I had work hours ago! I haven't been more than a minute late in two years, Mr. Davidson's gonna either fire me or call an ambulance! Gwen has classes!

I jumped out of bed to find my clothes and phone, maybe I could still salvage this. I was a whirlwind of flying clothing when Gwen snagged my whipping tail and presented my phone.

"Morgan, calm down! I texted your boss at nine, he thinks you're vomiting diarrhea." I grabbed it with relief quickly followed by disgust.

"Eww, I did not need that image! Thank you though." I pulled into a hug by coiling my tail around her waist. I was in love with my new appendage less than twelve hours in!

"What about your classes? Or your job at the library?"

"I can skip a day and I'm off work until tomorrow afternoon." She wiggled her ears, "I can hardly go out it public like this."

"I'll probably need to quit, most cashiers don't have tails and horns."

Gwen snuggled in deeper, "Do you even need a job with your vast cosmic power? You gonna be a cashier or pizza delivery girl?" She giggled into my tits. "You would get a lotta tips, though."

That brought me up short. Last night I only planned on doing this with Gwen and then distant, veerrry distant plans on being the Cute and Sexy Goddess of Earth! With plenty of delegation and vacations!

I said as much to Gwen, "I kind of have to do as much as I can, it'd be a terrible waste not to! I can cure half the planet of disease! Not to mention all the other transwomen I can help. I'll definitely should be able to help men with some creativity too." I was getting excited, like I could actually do this!

"That sounds like a worthy goal to work towards." Gwen said solemnly. "Can you make me some new clothes first?" She gestured at her new.... Everything, with a smirk.

I slowly raised my hand, shimmering waves of iridescent light illuminated the room. I snapped my fingers and my bunny was dressed in white yoga pants and wrapped in a snug, pink hoody with a cartoon bunny mid-hop over her boobs. I kissed her and a leather choker adorned with amethysts appeared to finish the look.

Our moment was interrupted by two rumbly tummies. We laughed.

"Lunch?"

"Lunch."

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As we cooked I explained some more of the changes I'd made to both of our bodies. We were both forever healthy and clean from antibacterial saliva and sweat, we were stronger than we should be for our size, but not superhumanly so. When I told Gwen her orifices were extra stretchy, tasted like candy, and she would never need to exercise or go to the bathroom again, she got a dopey smile and said, "Awesome."

I rolled my eyes and hugged her back.

An hour later we had emptied out the pantry and stuffed ourselves with questionable sandwiches. We began discussing what we should do. We had tentative plans to recruit my neighbor Taylor and our mutual friend Lisa, also my coworker. When Gwen nervously brought up including a few guys in my harem.

"I-if you're not comfortable doing so, no big deal!" My bunny, normally shameless when she was discussing her kinks, was practically stumbling over her words to reassure and convince me.

"I just think it would be so hot! Imagine it, magic gangbangs! Dudes with tentacle cocks, Minotaurs and werewolves! Orc slavers chaining me to a wall and ravishing me!" She was bouncing with every step as she paced her kitchen.

I blushed as I seriously considered it. I remembered my run to Gwen's house, the lustful glances and lecherous stares I skipped past. I thought of the black guy with the strong arms picking me up and fucking my brains out! I squeezed my thighs together as my asshole tingled and my tail coiled in excitement at the idea.

"–en while the slime girl holds us in place the satyrs can–""I'll consider it!" She stopped in place and took in my red face. Her grin widened when I covered my cheeks with my hands and wrapped my tail around one leg. "I get a veto! And we'll keep the number of girls higher!" My commanding aura was undercut by the tent my dick made of my skirt.

I got a lap full of giggly bunnygirl for my trouble. I smiled into her hair as she thanked me.

Regina chose that moment to descend from the ceiling with a bag of popcorn.