Next day

When I woke the following morning it took a few seconds for my brain to catch up to what was happening. There was a few seconds of carefree happiness before reality set in. Charlie was still sleeping next to me, and as I got up to get dressed I felt a kind of fond happiness looking at him sleeping, quickly followed by dread and despair. The pill was changing me, and I could feel it. The parts of my brain that were still my own were screaming. I wanted to hate him. To kill him in his sleep. But whenever those feelings came, they were quickly replaced by a sort of passionate loving feeling. It seemed that the more I tried to hate him, the more I ended up loving him. It was ****. My reasonable mind knew it was wrong, and instead of hating Charlie, I just hated myself for loving him.

I walked around the apartment for a few minutes. It was sparsely furnished but held all the requirements for a bachelor pad. There was mostly leftover takeaway and beer in the fridge. The only appliance that saw any work here was the microwave. After a while, I went back to the bedroom. I had no clothes here besides the very skimpy dress and the lingerie that Charlie had bought me. Summer was mostly over and the air was getting colder. It wasn't super warm in the apartment either. I crawled back under the sheets to get warm. I could feel the heat radiating from Charlie's body. I inched myself closer. Mmm, that was better. Charlie shifted and rolled over, still half asleep. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me close. His warm chest against my back and his cock pressed against my butt. I could feel a tingling sensation in my crotch. Blood rushed to my pussy as I felt my lips get wet. Fuck I was getting turned on by Charlie's body. Minutes went by as I just lay there, willing myself not to play with myself, but suddenly I noticed I had been pinching my nipples. Charlies shifted in his sleep again, and I felt his cock swelling against my cheeks. An involuntary gasp left me as he moved, and my hand found its way to my clit. Fuck. This was so messed up. I wanted to stop, but my horny brain wouldn't let me. I tried to be as quiet as I could, but the odd "Yes" and "mmm" escaped. Charlie moved again, tensing his muscles. Fuck he was waking up.

"Hey, baby. Are you having fun without me?", he asked. His hand moved up and grabbed one of my breasts. "Mmmhh!". Sparks shot through me and all I could do was moan. His Other hand moved down towards my crotch. He began rubbing and fingering my pussy. "Mmmm, Ohhh fuck.. oh yes yes yes". My body was going crazy. It felt so good. I was so fucking wet now. "Oh, your such a naughty girl," he said. "Tell me what you want baby". "Fuck me, daddy!" Did I just say that? "What was that? What did want, baby?" "Fuck me daddy. I want you inside me!". What the fuck was I saying.

He sat up lifted one of my legs up and startled the other. His cock pushed inside my pussy. The pleasure was unbearable. "OHH YES!" I screamed. "Fuck me hard, daddy!" Charlie's cock was pistoning deep inside me. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. It didn't take long before I felt the explosive release as I climaxed. "Make me cum, daddy!" What the fuck was wrong with me. I heard him grunt, and his motions got more erratic. "Oh yeah! fuck your so tight baby. I'm gonna cum so hard!". No no no, not inside I thought, but yet again my body would not listen. He pushed hard and deep as his final thrust shoot jets of hot cum deep inside me. He collapsed on top of me, leaned in, and pushed his tongue into my mouth. I reciprocated and held him close to me as made out like crazy. His cock still twitching slightly inside me emptying his balls within me.

Eventually, he got up and pulled his spent cock out of me. I could feel his cum running out of me. It made me happy, and I hated myself for it.