A New Experience

The short elevator trip was silent as three women stood there waiting for their stop. Kaylee, Natalia, and Chloe were the first to leave the main group, eager to escape the incredible circumstances they found themselves in.

“19th Floor,” The robotic voice announced soon announced.

The three quickly exited and began searching for the rooms printed on the hotel cards each found in their purse.

‘Room 19D.’ Chloe noted while looking at the room number indicator on the wall. ‘Sign says to the right. Gah… both of them are following me.’

Sure enough, all three women turned down the same hallway as Chloe. However, Kaylee was noticeably having a harder time walking than the other two.

Kaylee grimaced as her large breasts moved with every step. ‘Darn these things, can barely walk straight. This tight sweater is doing nothing to help…’

Natalia, on the other hand, looked at home in her heels. The natural sway of her hips absolutely did not belong on someone who was a man not two hours ago. She quickly passed Chloe and stopped in front of the same door that Chloe was walking toward. Meanwhile, Kaylee turned to a door on the other side of the hallway from the two.

“Room 19D. You?” Natalia asked as she turned to the tomboy.

“Yeah,” Chloe responded curtly. ‘Great, I get the secretary bitch.’

“Lovely.” She spoke as she scanned her hotel card on the RFID reader on the door. A buzz later, and the two entered the rather luxurious suite. Right away, the two were welcomed to the sight of a beautiful living room space with a large windowed balcony behind it. To the immediate left was a small washroom, while to the right was a door leading to one of the two bedrooms with an accompanied full-sized bathroom. The restroom to the left was a short hallway leading to the second of the two bedrooms with the same accompaniments.

“I’ll go right. You go left?” Chloe offered to the Irish woman.

She simply shrugged as she kicked off her heels into the room. “Whatever. Time to pass out and then wake up from this ridiculous dream.”

The sharply dressed woman then walked into her new room, removed her glasses, and flopped onto her bed without removing anything further.

‘She’ll be in for a rude awakening tomorrow…’ Chloe smirked as she also ignored the living room and entered her own bedroom. A large king-sized bed greeted her along with multiple dressers and a wall-mounted TV. Off in the corner was a desk that sat in front of her own balcony exit.

‘Huh, pretty sick hotel room. Bet this shit would normally cost a week's wage.’ The brunette thought as she fell onto her bed. Only a few moments went by before she had an epiphany. Her eyes darted toward her adjacent bathroom door as she rose from the bed. ‘I haven’t actually gotten a good look at myself yet…’

She entered her bathroom to see the same kind of luxury she’d expected. Tiled floor and walls with a gorgeous freestanding bathtub with a waterfall shower near it. She approached the body-length mirror that stood free-standing in the corner and indulged in the sight of the muscular beauty she had become.

“Jesus Christ. I’m fucking hot. Totally my type of woman. Crazy. I even have hair again.” The woman exclaimed as she used her hands to touch her new head of hair and feel all over her sculpted frame. A grin appeared on her face as she went and closed the bathroom door. ‘Well… It is my body, right?’

In a flash, she tore off her crop top and sports bra in a single motion while also shimmying out of her tight jean shorts and panties. There she stood in wonder as she began groping her own breasts while eyeing the rest of her new body.

‘If it weren’t for these tits and ass, I’d almost look like a chick who was getting into bodybuilding.’ She flexed her muscles but was drawn to another new feature of her body. Her hands began to drift south as she encroached on her newly created mound. She had been intimately familiar with this part of the body as a man, but being on the receiving end of this new sensation was a whole different world.

‘Ah… Maybe I should be in the shower just in case…’ Chloe thought as she turned to enter the shower. She noticed an array of soaps and shampoos lined up on a small shelf, ready to be used. So, she figured she’d kill two stones with one bird and take a nice shower while jilling off. She turned on the hot water, and after sitting on the small bench built into the shower, the young woman continued her exploration.

Her breath hastened as she toyed with the unfamiliar clit and began to explore her inner walls. An uncharacteristic moan leaked out of her open mouth, surprising herself. As she returned to work, she began using her imagination for fuel. Images of past paramours and even herself and the other cast members flew through her head as her movements grew harder and faster. Eventually, her mind settled on a rather familiar yet surprising person, as her heart began to flutter. A tall, lean man with short dark brown hair smiled at her. His big manly hands wrapped around her smaller frame as the tomboy looked up in anticipation. He began to speak to her, his velvety smooth voice making her far wetter than the shower could accomplish.

She began to mumble out his name. “Da-... What the fuck!?”

All movements ceased as the young woman realized what was going on. Breathing heavily from her rigorous activity, Chloe started screaming in her head. ‘Why the fuck am I imagining him! No, no, no…’

She shot up from her seat and darted back to the mirror that she had modeled in front of earlier. She started patting her soaking-wet body down as her thoughts continued racing. ‘I’m hot… yeah. I like women! I’m not gay! There’s no way I would think his muscled chest and his… gorgeous green eyes are hot… Right!?’

Her mind and body betrayed her as she began recollecting her time with him as her hands continued their **** on her lower half. ‘That smile of his when he was talking to Tori… I wasn’t jealous of that! No… No. No!’

Her pleasure grew from a trickle to a river as she continued her thoughts of her former classmate. Her hands worked in overtime, ignoring whatever reservations she thought she had. She wanted to resist, but she was denied that request as her orgasm kept building to a breaking point.

“Shit… Yes! Fuuuuuuuck!” Then, like a dam exploding, Chloe experienced her first female orgasm. And unbeknownst to him, Dan Whitaker was the cause.

Chloe: +5 for First Masturbation to the Master

Chloe practically collapsed to the floor as her breathing and the running shower were the only sounds in that bathroom.

A blush formed on her face as she came to terms with the outcome of her experiment. “This damn show is making me gay for Whitaker…”