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Chapter 14 by Mannelig Mannelig

And also, how long can your tongue stay erect?

Until you orgasm.

You switch positions a few more times, but Casey prevents Ashley from going after your pussy, and also from freeing your hands so that you can relieve yourself. It is not as if you don't enjoy plunging your long stiff penis-tongue into each of their pussies; and slurp the salty-slimey nectar to your heart's delight; and also into Casey's mouth as she practices her deep-throating techniques, but at some point your nipples feel raw from fondling. At least you don't need to probe the girl's asses, apparently neither of them is into that.

As you vehemently shake your head at some point (although your tongue is still fiercely vibrating), Casey finally directs Ashley to scissor with you. The orgasm in your pussy is so overwhelming, that you black out.


As you come to, you are alone in your room, but it is still dark. You get a light on and check your status. Was this all a bad dream and you are still John Doe, rooming with Jack? Apparently not. The girly room decoration is still there, and girl's underwear is flung everywhere. The huge wall mirror is also still there, and you can see yourself - short hair, big tits, tight pussy, limp dicktongue and everything. Right. About that. You learned in your little orgy that once you got that monster erect, you could no longer close your mouth (which had your jaw cramp up a bit), nor could you speak. In fact, even your limp tongue did behave differently from your normal one... but after a few minutes of trying and gargling, you were able to pronounce simple words again. "I wish that my tongue-cock doesn't stop me from speaking." You look at your face and nothing seems to have changed, including your limp but still fat tongue dominating your mouth. But as you open your mouth in front of the mirror, you shriek. All your teeth are gone! When your mouth is closed, nobody will be the wiser, but when you open it, people will see your big tongue-tentacle, as well as two smaller tongues that just appeared.

"Oh my God, how could that happen..." you start. Surprisingly, you have a sultry, flawless feminine voice and speak accent-free. Somehow, your smaller additional tongues know how to move and you can speak problem-free. Just... Merely looking at your cock-tongue made it hard. Thinking where it has been just hours ago, only increases the effect.

Just a minute later, you are screaming in pleasure in your bed, fondling your body all over again. But as you find out: you are able to speak just fine now, with your even more changed mouth anatomy. This time, you orgasm two times in quick succession, and don't black out. And then, your huge dick sticking out of your mouth, quickly decreases in size and you can neatly retract it inside, where it snuggles between your two talking-tongues. Huh. You also didn't make any loud wishes while masturbating. You learned your lesson from before, when you wished stuff while hot and bothered.

Okay, well, that was the most important wish. You had silently wished so many things during this whole ordeal with Casey and Ashley: That you could speak properly, that you could make silent wishes, that you'd get your arms free, that you'd get your wet pussy pounded with that toy that Ashley had in her handbag... Your tongue stiffens a bit, and you think of less sexy things.

Hm. You hated how Casey always called your tongue-dick "the tick". No longer. "I wish that people will call my tongue-cock a 'tock'." Nothing happens of course - people are not around you right now. Then you slap your face. Waaaaaitaminute! You are doing this wrong!

"I wish i had no tongue-cock at all!"

Nothing happens. The no-backsies-rule slaps you in the face again, apparently. Well shit. You sigh. So the two things you cannot reverse are that you're now a girl with an anatomically impossible mouth.

Maaaan. You glance at your chaotic surroundings... Oh right. Casey Wentworth is not just a bitch and a slob, she is just as bad as Jack is, but she additionally thinks that you're her little **** who will keep her room tidy. Well: That can be helped.

How do you solve your Casey problem?

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