The plunge

“But why is she dressed like that you kinky devil?” Mark asks Jo with a laugh that makes you shrink and … wetter. You hope it’s not too obvious. You glance down. Your g-string is sodden and your sex is outlined against it. Yeah. It’s obvious.

“You know how Jo likes to play games,” Jo says to Mark with a wolfish grin.

You try not to roll your eyes. This outfit and the bullet was all Jo’s doing and yet he’s making out like this Victoria’s Secret catwalk show is somehow your idea.z

“Do I ever. I know it’s not your thing but she loves a bit of light bondage and discipline too…” Mark tells Jo. “Don’t you pet?”

“Oh I know…” Jo replies mysteriously.

You blush at their conversation. You knew too now. This was all pushing your new buttons.

Mark and Kate lead you through to the back door that opens onto the rear deck where the large four person hot tub sits. There is a lot of knee deep snow around the tub on the deck. Mark kicks off his clothes to stand naked. He is lean, cut, cock already half-hard as he watches you. You blush as you stare at his cock. Mark then exits the house and walks gingerly to blaze a path through the fresh snow from the back door to the hot tub. Shivering and swearing he uses a broom to clear the deep snow off the hot tub cover and then folds it open. Without pause he climbs into the water and shivers as his cold body warms quickly. The tub steams under its internal lights, snowflakes melting as they hit the water. The sauna shed sits off to the side, no path yet blazed through the fresh snow to it. No neighbors are close enough to see.

More clothes hit the floor. Kate’s naked next—long limbs, dark skin gleaming, small high breasts, trimmed neat between her legs. As a man you would have been interested. Kate is utterly fuckable. But you currently lack the equipment to do that. Instead you find yourself comparing your new body with hers. You feel a little smug though. She might be taller but your breasts are bigger, perfectly rounded with fat nipples. Your ass is plumper. Waist narrower. She’s cut but… Yeah, you’re more fuckable than her… and then you giggle nervously at the thought of competing for men’s attention with your ex. Weirdness.

You feel like this is your last chance to get away. This could get very messy. But the libido pill still thrums through your veins - impairing your better judgement? Maybe.

Jo strips, slow, unfamiliar with his new body. Your old body looks… intimidating from down here. Thick thighs, heavy cock swinging free, already thickening. Your cock looks so darn big and you have to resist the temptation to reach out and touch it. You’re tiny you remind yourself. He catches you staring and smirks. “Like what you see, princess?”

You swallow. The vibrator buzzes harder—Jo has palmed the remote. Your knees nearly give.

“Get in,” Mark says, voice rougher now.

You remove your bra and your plump breasts sway free. You carefully place the bra on the table near the door then slip off your panties. “Is there a bathroom somewhere - I need to pee…” you ask.

Kate motions to a door. You nod your thanks and head in. The bullet buzzes intensely for a moment as you reach into your new pussy and extract it. You sigh in relief. Your pussy remains swollen and your clit and nipples are erect. “Fuck. Here goes I suppose…”