Tuesday morning: Waking up with Casey fucking you.

The mouth of a girl is wrapped around your dick, leaving you almost breathless. While your tip is buried deep in her throat, her tongue tries to coil around your shaft, applying just the right pressure to make you stiffer and stiffer. It's a wonderful dream and you almost wish you'd never wake up from it.

And then a sharp implement intrudes your vulva, working its way past your labia and into your vagina. You feel something give, and a sudden pain wakes you up completely. Your wide eyes stare into Casey's blue ones, and she shifts her face enough to let out a guttural moan.

Down below, the thing that impaled your vagina, begins to move rhythmically in and out, and you let out a scream. This is soooo good! You suddenly remember everything that happened last night, including all the naughty sex, and you press your lips against Casey's as hard as you can. This gorgeous girl is now your roommate, and your hard cock-tongue - your tock - is buried hilt-deep in her throat. Your hands roam across her nubile body, soon grabbing her rhythmically moving ass, pounding you.

Locked in a tock-kiss with her, you cannot see anything else but parts of her lovely face, but your hands find the straps on her hips. She has a strap-on dildo buried in your own cunt, and you just love it. You still like the feeling of your blood-swollen erect cock, currently being fondled by Casey's tongue, but that hardly compares with the glorious feeling of being pounded senseless by a big fat dildo. That dildo is probably purple, you think, as a strand of Casey's long purple hair falls into your vision.

Much too suddenly, your climax approaches and you begin to scream again. Anything you experienced before has not been comparable, and soon...

Casey pulls out.

Then, she also spits out your tock and lets out a big contented gasp. "Good practice." She grins and makes her way to the designer bed's edge. "Good morning, John."

You moan longingly. This ended much too abruptly. You check down on your violated cunt, and let out a gasp. A faint trickle of blood comes from it, mixed into your fluids. "You... you hurt me." you accuse Casey.

Casey checks on her strap-on. Turns out it is baby-blue, so it clearly isn't hers, or it would be the same shade of purple as her previously blond hair. She lets out a predatory grin. "You were a virgin, John? Woooohooo! I deflowered a virgin with my big fat cock!" she pumps her arm in victory and glances to you. Then she gives you a mocking smile. "Get over it, John. We're going to do much more exciting things in the future." She fumbles with the unfamiliar straps and mutters a little curse. "How... ah." She walks into the plumbing unit and has apparently forgotten you already.

Just then you pick up on the name that Casey called you. John. Should you really be called that way? John Doe? Maybe... match the name of your roommates? There is Ashley, Casey and you could be... Johney? Ugh. Shirley? Harley? Audrey? Zoey? Charley? Kimberley? Lindsey? Debbey? Whitney? Layney? Honey? Truley Girley? Or considering your tock, maybe Hentey? Cockey? Lickey-Tonguey? Or something elsey completeley? And match your last name too, into Doey?

You ponder your choices. Yes, you can change your name. Why not? And so you say "I wish my name has always been Emcey." You can't feel anything strange as your name permanently and retroactively changes, but it seems appropriate. Hah. It feels good to be Emcey!

"Emcey! Let's go!"

Casey has finally unstrapped her cock and thrown it to the ground for Ashley to pick it up. Not that the orange-haired girl is around, you two are the only ones in your room.

Casey has donned a lacey purple panty-slip, purple knee-high leather boots, a purple tanktop that exposes her underboobs but closes high on her neck. She fiddles her hands into tight purple fingerless gloves that reach up to her elbows, and then she reaches into her wardrobe for the final piece. One of her pink furcoats, it turns out. This one has black hermine dots and will conceil all the stripper clothes below. Casey slips into it, but doesn't yet close it on the front, turning towards you akimbo. She looks pretty sexy.

"Emcey! You dreaming? We need to get to breakfast hall before it closes."