Tucked Away

The burning heat which had demanded every ounce of Jamie's attention was beginning to subside. In its place a twisting, warping feeling took center stage. It felt like she was birthing out her own insides. The only thing that left her body however was a smooth egg-like object which she barely had the cognizance to notice.

Jamie's mind was instead occupied by a strange intermingling of powerful erotic pleasure and, frankly, nausea. The nerves in her nether regions sent strange signals as they evolved and shifted. She would be cumming her brains out if not for the bottomless pit in her stomach. Instead she just laid there writhing with her eyes shut and her mouth wide open.

She felt the locus of her pleasure pushing out and away from her pelvis. A sudden release of pressure signalled that her precious gonads now hung vulnerably between her legs. Malevolent spirals and wickedly inverted paisleys held her attention. Disgusting pleasure. A familiar feeling from a recent memory.

"Something's wrong" Jamie heard from some far away voice.

Jamie realized she no longer felt the comforting anchor of her girlfriend's gripping hand. She was floating all alone on a sea of sensations and self-****. She just needed to open her eyes. Surely it would all be alright if she could just open her eyes. And so she did, with great effort.

Jamie blinked her way back into her bedroom. Her attention immediately shot to the space between her legs; the source of her discomfort. She found she couldn't hold her gaze there long. That feeling of wrongness rose exponentially the longer she tried to get a good look. She knew it was a male package, but couldn't discern any further details.

Giving up on that first investigation, Jamie turned her head to seek answers on what happened to her girlfriend. Jennifer was standing a few feet away with her back turned and her hands covering her face.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me." Jennifer pleaded with hushed tone.

"It's not you that's wrong Jennifer. It's me. It's this damn spell. The demon must've tricked us somehow."

"Every time I look at it, I feel like I'm gonna be sick." Jennifer expounded.

"The same thing is happening to me. And the damn thing is attached to me now."

"Can you cover it up with something?" Jennifer offered.

"Uhh, yeah... hold on." Jamie pulled herself up in search of clothes. As she did so, she was confronted with strange new sensations coming from her ass. The butt plug she had been wearing to keep her anal lube contained was jostled around with every movement. This new feeling was totally unique and many times more intense than before her transformation. It somehow felt even more invasive and intimate. "I guess guys really do have a G-Spot down there" she thought to herself.

She tried her best to adjust to this new reality. She could feel her weighty new member swinging between her legs as she crawled her way off the bed. The pressure in her rear was starting to have an effect on her front. The last thing Jamie wanted was a fully erect penis to deal with, but dicks do have a mind of their own.

By the time she reached the dresser drawer she was after, the weight between her legs had grown even weightier and was bouncing far in front of her body. Sweatpants were the first thing that came to mind when she considered which of her clothes might have a chance at containing this monster.

She quickly located the pants she had in mind and pulled them up her legs. As she touched her dick to tuck it into her pants, that same wave of shame and disgust radiated up her arm and into her heart. This was a disaster, she couldn't even touch the thing without wanting to hurl.

"It's put away, you can turn back around." Jamie said.

Jennifer cautiously looked over her shoulder. She noted the tent in Jamie's sweats. Seeing it still turned her stomach but it was much more bearable now.

The two of them reunited on the bed. Jennifer threw herself into a much needed hug with Jamie. Jamie stroked Jennifer's hair comfortingly. Her conscious mind wanted to focus on caring for her distraught girlfriend, but holding a naked girl in her arms was driving her erection to full strength.

Intrusive thoughts bubbled up from Jamie's subconscious. Desires she didn't want to admit lived inside her. She imagined flipping Jennifer onto her stomach and ramming her full length into that sweet inviting ass. She imagined the little slut down on her knees, **** to swallow ungodly amounts of thick hot cum.

Every new and unwanted image drove Jamie further into a spiral of shame and regret. Her mind just couldn't rectify the impossible intermingling of lust and disgust. She just held onto Jennifer and pushed these feelings as far down as she could.

"I don't think I can do it Jamie, there's no way I can let that thing inside me." Jennifer sobbed, breaking the silence.

"I know. We'll figure something else out" Jamie reassured as convincingly as she could.

"I'm gonna have to go to school naked aren't I?"

"Is there any way you could take another sick day?" Jamie asked.

"Doubt it. Mom was already suspicious this morning. And she's definitely gonna notice I left the house with the car. Sick girls don't do that."

"True."

"Besides", Jennifer continued, "If we really don't have a solution other than the butt plug, I'm gonna have to get used to it sooner or later".

"If you really think you can do it, I support you Jennifer."

"I know you do. You've been so supportive this whole time. I just wish we had more to show for it."

"Same." Jamie agreed mournfully.

"So how does this work again?" Jennifer asked, once again picking up the plug and examining it closely. "You're supposed to charge it up for me long enough to make it through the day?"

"Yeah so... I guess I'll wear it during the night and you can wear it during the day." Jamie offered.

"But what will I wear at home? And how are you going to get the plug to me before school?"

Jamie considered this. She was right, the math wasn't mathing. This was supposed to be a stopgap, not the entire plan.

"Maybe I could stay here for the night?" Jennifer offered.

"I'd love nothing better, but I need to really make things right with my parents before I ask them to let me have a sleepover. If I ask now, I'll just be digging myself deeper in the hole."

"Okay, um... well maybe we could cut another deal with the... other guy."

"After today, I seriously doubt we can trust him... but what did you have in mind?" Jamie replied.

"What do you think he might want to help us out?" Jennifer asked.

The images running through Jamie's mind intensified. She knew exactly what the entity wanted.

"Nasty, perverted things."

Jennifer pondered for a moment. She was not at all in a good state of mind to be making more deals. The emotional rollercoaster they had both just been through totally killed the mood. But she could tell Jamie was near her breaking point. Jennifer would need to step up and stop leaving everything to Jamie.

Her eyes caught onto an ornate, probably ceremonial blade resting on Jamie's nightstand. She reached out to grab it then looked straight into Jamie's eyes.

"Is that what you want?" She asked with a doe-eyed innocence so pure it became seductive. "Nasty, perverted things?"

"I..." Jamie stuttered. She knew Jennifer was attempting to talk right through her to the entity itself, but she couldn't shake the feeling that Jennifer was asking her that question.

Jennifer held the knife to the butt plug in her other hand.

"If you let me make another one, I'll let you have your way with me tonight with those tentacles of yours. Let's cut a deal."

A metallic clink as the blade made contact with the onyx. No dice.

An electric ping at the back of Jamie's head.

"It wants more", Jamie translated. "You don't have to do this. You shouldn't do this. It's not going to take it easy on you."

"One night a week." Jennifer offered, ignoring her girlfriend's warning. "At a time that doesn't otherwise interfere with my life."

This time the knife slid through like butter. The two halves quickly reformed into two identical butt plugs, same as the original. She was getting the hang of this magic stuff. But at what price?

"That was dumb Jennifer."

"Shh" Jennifer responded, holding a finger up to Jamie's lips. "I can tell you've given all you can. Time for you to rest."

Jennifer kissed Jamie's cheek and started to gather herself to leave.

"Still a couple hours on this probably yeah?" She asked rhetorically as she pushed one of the plugs into her, by now, dripping wet butthole. She caught her breath as the plug expanded, just as she knew it would. A gasp escaped her lips as the waves of pulsing pleasure started up.

"I'll come pick you up tomorrow morning and we can swap." Jennifer explained as she threw the other plug Jamie's way.

Jamie was too exhausted to argue. She just smiled and said "Thanks Jenn".