Some time around now, Chloe transforms

Twenty minutes ago, Chloe had been worried about Gavin, Zack, and Victoria, interestingly in that order, and what had kept them back at Heather's cabin. Ten minutes ago, she had been searching for Heather and Kurt to ask them if they could return to see what was going on. Five minutes ago, a weird smell like damp newspapers clogged her nostrils and almost made her gag. Three minutes ago, she felt flushed and made her way to the bathroom. By now, she had spent that time furiously rubbing her pussy from underneath her skirt, and it wasn't working anymore.

God damnit, she cursed, mashing a tit through her blouse. That soon proved fruitless, and she quickly undid the top and fished said tit from her bra, twisting a nipple and causing her to squeal.

What's wrong with me?! her mind pleaded. Where's Victoria, and Zack, and... Gavin... where's... oh... An itch manifested itself out of reach of her fingers, and it seemed to migrate further within her the more she went to scratch it. Her teasing biology made her realize that only one thing could relieve her, and oh how she wished that Gavin was here right now.

The depths of brain further betrayed her sensibilities by arousing the memory of Gavin's tongue from the previous night, but that's not the portion of his body that speared her cunt in the reverie. She imagined him with a length that perfectly struck that itch, again and again, in ways that she never believed she had been capable of thinking before. She unconsciously spread her legs, allowing her dream more nonexistent access.

Then, oddly, another strange itch tickled her tongue. She choked on a column of air, a veritable vacuum that suddenly desired to be occupied. She gaped in a silent groan, feeling her mouth desiccate, but not for want of water. Her reverie filled in the blank, and she envisioned her other friend offering his cock above her lips. She could nearly feel Zack's turgidity slide past her teeth, settling into its new home.

You belong to me like this, her body said to her phantom lovers. Both of them must have been tormented, the poor things, with hard cocks around her forbidden, almost-sibling like body all the time. Her full chest, fiery red hair, tight athletic body, toned thighs, delicious lips, it seemed like she simply radiated sex. No wonder Gavin couldn't contain himself around her any longer. These sensations slowly made her realize that her self-image had been horrifically derailed. She was burning, with a body that turned the heads of every straight male within miles. She could have easily spent her time like Heather, partaking of the pleasures of the world with well-regulated satisfaction.

Nothing's stopping this, her body intoned. Her phantom lovers switched identities, with muscular Brandon plowing her from below and thick Kurt stretching her throat. This is all for me. Ranger Colin then replaced Brandon, with his piercing tongue dancing with hers.

"Oh fuck!" she screamed. Her pussy clenched and rippled, flooding her hand with an insane volume of cum. Her amazement sent her over the edge once again, the aftershock nearly catapulting her off the toilet.

She should have been exhausted right now. She had never cum twice in a row from masturbating, and even once was enough to put her to sleep. However, she stood, energized and refreshed as if she awoke from a long hibernation.

Chloe caught sight of herself in the mirror, and smirked. She knew that smirk, one that Heather displayed so many times. A playful, sexy smirk, one that liked what she saw and possessed the confidence to take what she wanted. She wiped the loose saliva that escaped from her session and flipped her crimson hair behind her. She redid her blouse to a point that provided a generous view of her assets and hiked her skirt to a point where those excellent thighs were on display. Her panties were soaked, and far be it for her to contribute to any yeast infections, she stepped out of them. She hoped she wouldn't be needing them soon anyway.

Gavin flitted through her mind and her smirk grew into a grin. She again mused on how selfish they had been to each other. All the time they could have spent exploring each other and venting so much erotic pressure... well, it's high time that changed. And if Gavin didn't last as long as she wanted, Zack better be up to the task. God damn his crushes and ex-girlfriends to the pits of hell, Chloe demanded her turn.

My boys, she smiled. I had them first, so I get to play with them before sharing.

She nearly pulled the door from its hinges as she slammed it open. A figure jumped on the other side, mildly surprising Chloe. Her smile remained though, becoming more predatory as she regarded her companion. Well... maybe I could warm up first, she considered, and began to saunter for the first time in her life.