Liz gives josh a rest

Josh groggily comes awake the next morning in his own bed. He begins to think he is getting sick because his tonsils are sore. He decides a hot shower will help clear things up.

Just as Josh is about to to grab the bathroom knob, the door swings open. Liz is standing before him, eye level. Josh's eyes wander down. Liz's damp crop top is barely covering her ripe new cherry nipples; two half scoops of vanilla underboob hang from below it. As Josh's eyes continue down he sees her figure slim up into an exposed hourglass waist then expanded into hips as wide as her shoulders.

Before Josh's mind can catch up his cock is making a tent of his pants.

Josh looks up to Liz's face and she smirks. She drops the towel resting on hips to reveal the 9", vein riddled, snake between her legs. Liz gives her hips a few shakes before commenting "Now this is a real cock, but your throat knows that."

Liz brush's passed josh, her firm ass jiggling and snapping back with every step as she walks back to her room.

The warm shower rush's over Josh's face as his mind tries to grasp the events of last evening. As he recounts the firm head of Liz's cock attempting to push through the back of his mouth, he begins to stroke his cock. As he remembers Liz's tits growing and her cock expanding in his mouth, he climax's a small spurt of cum on the shower wall.

Amid a mix of emotions Josh looks down to his dick to realized it might have shrunken a bit. It also seems as if his frame was thinner and hips a bit wider. Josh shrugged it off, there was enough to deal with.

After drying off, josh wandered back to his room. Through the crack of his door he saw Liz on his bed. Her left hand was rolling her fresh berry nipple while her right was bringing her growing pole to life. She was staring at a phone between her legs. Josh was stunned by how long it took liz to complete a stroke of her cock. Her hand barley reached around it. She would stroke it up, and each time more rigid red veins would appear. When she got the the top she would squeeze her head but it barley gave at all, something josh knew carnally. As she **** her hand back down precum would spill out of her slit.

After 20 minutes of this, and the furious use of both her hands Liz stood up. Before Josh could move she opened the door and put her hands on his shoulders. Liz **** Josh to his knees, put one of her feet back, lined her cock up with his face and said " Oh, your so fucking wet Emily." She then began letting forceful ropes of cum collide into Josh's face, covering him. Once finished she pushed him aside and began walking back to her room. "get some rest cuck, you're gonna need it for tomorrow" she said before closing her door.

A quick panick rushed over Josh, he rushed to the phone on his bed.. his phone. His stomach shrunk as he scrolled through 30 minutes of text with his girlfriend, Emily. Pretending to be Josh, Liz had convinced Emily to send him nudes and engage in a lengthy sexting session. Josh had tried to do this before, but Emily said she had always hated it. His heart sank as he read text's from Emily such as;

"Oh fuck Joshy, you've never made me this wet before"

"Why don't you talk to me like this in person"

and worst of all " I cant wait to come over and have you fuck my brains out tomorrow"

Josh got barely any sleep that night, thinking what the next day will bring.