Day 1: Awakening

Erika woke up around 4 in the morning. It was normal for her to get up this early, but something felt strange. A burning heat gnawed at her insides. As she threw off the sheets, she noticed she had shed her clothes while she slept.

"Hmm...since when did my clothes...uh...fuck, I'm so horny...oh, that's what I get for not having sex last night."

She accidentally brushed against one of her nipples, and an electric shock vibrated through her body.

"OOOOOH...God! I'm so sensitive...hmm, I think...I think I need to let off steam."

She didn't normally choose to masturbate, since she usually had her "girlfriends" to satisfy her. However, since none of them were available, it was her only option. Her left hand caressed her sensitive breasts, and her right hand explored her already wet cavern. As soon as her fingers made contact with her vaginal lips, a more powerful shock hit the entire neighborhood.

"OOOOOOOOOH…NOOOOOOO"

She had never felt so horny, but that wasn't important; she was only focused on her own pleasure.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes…ahhhhh…ahhhh…fuck, that feels good.”

Erika's fingers were wreaking havoc on her pussy while her other hand was doing the same with her tits.

“Ooooooh…OOOOOH…they're…they're big…aaahhh…my breasts.”

Maybe it was her imagination, but she could swear they had grown. But it wasn't important either; her pleasure came before everything else.

"YESS…OOOOOH…not much left…hmmm…not much left…ohhhh"

Orgasm was approaching inevitably as she continued to drill her pussy furiously. Suddenly, as she was on the verge of climax, the face of that incompetent Víctor Vásquez came to mind.

"AAAAAAAH…VASQUEZ...OOOOOOOH"

The memory of his useless employee was the exact trigger for her orgasm. After convulsing and moaning for several minutes, she became more aware of what had happened.

"Ayy…ahh…ahh…but…ahh…but what the pussies!"

She jumped out of bed, confused by what she had done and disgusted with herself for what she had said. How could she, in a moment of lust, even think of a man...and Víctor Vásquez!

"For a thousand demons…Grrr…What shit did he go through me?…It will be because of the lack of sex."

The opposite sex was never interested in his life; he always saw them as a hindrance to his dreams of professional success. Being gay, the salvation from an overwhelming home life with two or three children, who would contribute to their goals.

Plus, with hundreds of men who had tried in vain to win her over, Victor Vasquez was the worst. Just thinking about his ridiculous, candid smile made her want to hit him.

When a trickle of saliva fell on her breasts, and she wiped it, it became clearer to Erika that her breasts had grown a bit.

"Gosh…this is normal…hmm…How did they grow?...aaaayyy"

Pressing her breasts again, she felt the pleasurable rush that revived her body.

"OOOOOH…AAAAAH…I think I need more…oooooooooh…so much more"

The blonde's worries faded again, giving way to her intense lust, which would keep her quite busy for a few hours.....