Pamela decides to thank Thomas

At light slowly crept through the curtained window, Pamela yawned, gently stretching under the morning sun. She blinked to get rid of the last remnants of her sleep, finding herself in an unfamiliar room. The Latina then grinned when she recognized the room as Thomas', and remembered the previous night's events.

The duo had fucked pretty much to exhaustion, with Pamela taking breaks in between to introduce Thomas to the wonders of kissing. He'd been a fast learner.

Sitting up in the bed, she glanced down to her sleeping compatriot, smiling as he snored softly.

It was a wonder she'd gotten here. Just a few days ago, she vividly remember thinking Thomas was nothing more than your typical pervert. It had even briefly gotten worst after she'd made men more open and honest about their feelings and sexual needs. She blushed shamefully, remember all the question he'd asked her that night. While she never had any qualms about discussing sex, what girl would, the amount of questions and details he'd ask that one night would have made even a virgin feel uncomfortable.

And then, she made her third change. That was the night she'd shamelessly fucked Tom in the attic, and also the night she learned he was packing eight inches of cock.

Honestly, how had that never come up in conversation before? Most men made it known rather immediately that they were sporting that kind of wood. Nevertheless, Thomas hadn't and it humbled him in her eyes; in a way she'd never thought possible. Already then, she'd considered him much more attractive than most men out there. A big cock made all the difference. She wasn't completely smitten mind you, that would've only happened if he'd been carrying ten inches of dick. But, eight made it so that she was pretty enamored.

But it was their discussion yesterday that sealed the deal. She couldn't deny how shocking it had been to learn how selfless Thomas had been with his changes. Sure, trying to subvert Kyle's rule of only one change a day was rather selfish, but everything he did after that had been for her pleasure. He'd given girls the option to orgasm! And invented kissing!

Still looking down at his attractive form, morning wood poking up in the sheets, she marveled at him. If Pamela was honest with herself, she'd admit that she was falling for Thomas. She already had his name on her ass.

Not wanting to wake him up, she slowly extracted herself from his tangled sheets and made to leave his room. Unfortunately, she hadn't been wearing panties when she left for Thomas' room and so had to walk around naked, but it was Friday and she figured that Kyle would have left for work at this hour.

Stretching again in the empty hallway, she felt her partner's dried cum cake and peel off her back. Best to take a shower before she headed to class. But first, she wanted to do something for Thomas. As a thanks for giving her the ability to orgasm.

She'd thought long and hard about it after Thomas had fallen asleep. Her first couple of changes of been pretty selfish - this time she wanted to make a change for others. Following Thomas' example; if he was kind enough to give all girls in the world the ability to orgasm, as well as invent such a fun, tantalizing way to show someone affection, the least she could do was give something in return.

She remembered what he'd said last night when he explained why he'd invented kissing: "Everyone loves tasting a girls fruit… but we just… we didn’t have a way of kind of showing that kind of affection in public… and I always wanted a way to do something like that with other people around."

Well, if Thomas wanted a way to taste a girl's fruit in public, she'd be more than happy to give him that.

It didn't take her long to find herself in the attic, logging into the World Processor. As she typed, she felt a strange peace; one that hadn't been present when she'd made her past changes. Maybe Thomas was onto something - maybe these were more rewarding when you made changes for someone else.

0003: When a girl is kissed, her lips taste exactly like the same fruit her pussy does.

"There!" she giggled, watching the screen flash. "Now Thomas will be able to taste me anytime he wants, regardless of whether or not we're out in public!" She blushed at her wording, catching herself. Already she was considering herself exclusively Thomas' girl. Turning back to look at her naked ass, she smiled as she briefly caught glimpse of her sex-mark, neatly stylized to spell her roommate's name.

Satisfied, she left the attic and went back towards her roommate's room. The shower could wait - she had a surprise she wanted to give to Thomas. As a thanks, for giving her orgasms.