Thomas can't resist the urge to make his mark

It was 2am and Thomas couldn’t sleep. Beside him, their legs still entwined and her head on his chest… to his continuing disbelief… was Pamela, her naked body visible in the low light of the room. The bed sheet had drifted from her shoulder revealing one of her perfect pert breasts and Thomas just watched her sleeping, entranced.

He could still make out some of the traces his cum had left on her skin. It had dried now but the fact that it was drying on his Latina housemate at all felt like a miracle…

Less than 24 hours ago she’d called him a pervert and ran from him in disgust and now she was happily curled up in his bed… naked and freshly fucked… all because he’d made his big cock his greatest asset…

Thomas smiled, savouring the night he’d had… savouring how Pamela had spent hours teaching him all about kissing and explaining how to do it... It was incredible to him that she truely believed kissing to be something he created! ... and Pamela had been very thorough in teaching him how it all worked…

The fact that the thing that made this all possible was upstairs… just waiting to be used again… made it hard for Thomas to shut down and actually fall asleep. So he lay there, trying to process the possibilities… Part of him wanted to leave things, he didn’t want to risk tipping Kyle off in any way before Bianca got back, but the other part of him wanted the world to know that he’d fucked Pamela… he wanted visible proof… for it to be obvious to anyone that saw her that it was him that had fucked her… How could he resist that?

Thomas glanced at the clock, 2:05 am… suspecting Kyle was probably asleep by now too, he gently eased Pamela’s head from his chest. She mumbled a quiet protest in her sleep but quietened again as he slipped away and brought a pillow in to replace himself.

When he was confident she wasn't going to wake up he moved again, sneaking across his bedroom as quietly as he could. He grabbed a pair of shorts pulled them on hurriedly, just enough clothing to leave the room, before carefully opening the door and peaking out into the empty hall.

With the coast clear, Thomas gave one last glance back to Pamela’s sleeping form… admiring her body as he whispered to himself, “Just one little change…”

As quickly as he dared, he climbed back into the attic and made his way to the World Processor. The little blinking cursor welcomed him and Thomas grinned to himself as he began to type what he'd been thinking. He was tempted to take Kyle's accidental suggestion of having the girl's milked, but he couldn't risk it. If Kyle was right and that really was something Bianca had changed there'd be an inconsistency surely in her memory and that could draw attention to him... no... it was safer for now to stick with what he'd come up here for...

0006: Women’s skin reacts to being cummed on so that the name of the last guy to cum on or in her is visible on her ass

He hit the enter key and sat back, watching the cursor blink away for a few seconds before the urge to see the result of his new change in the literal flesh grew too strong... Moving as quickly as he could, avoiding the creaking patches of floorboards in the hallway, Thomas made his way back to the safety of his room. Slipping inside he eased the door closed with a quiet ‘click’.

“Where did you go?” Pamela’s drowsy voice startled him and he glanced back at the bed, seeing her where he’d left her, only she was apparently half awake now and her blinking eyes were trying to look at him in the dim light.

“Bathroom…” He whispered back, “go back to sleep…” He made his way back to the bed and curled up next to her again, his answer seemed to satisfy the girl as she yawned and then closed her eyes, settling back in against his chest.

Thomas waited a few minutes in silence until he was absolutely sure she was asleep before he allowed himself to lift the bedsheet... What he saw made his cock twitch and he had to suppress an urge to cheer…

There on Pamela’s right ass cheek, in beautiful cursive, like an ornate tattoo, were the words ‘Thomas Mekker’

He couldn’t help but admire it for a while, just staring at it. The more he looked he realised that what on first inspection had looked like a tattoo, was in fact an area of darkened skin, like she was heavily tanned or had a birthmark that just happened to exactly spell out his name… He couldn’t wait to ask Pamela about it in the morning… he’d give anything to listen to her justifying her nudity to Kyle again, and he knew he’d enjoy listening to her explain her marking just as much...