Willa wakes up

Willa‘s eyes snapped open. Light shined through her open window right into her eyes. Willa groaned and rolled over in her bed. She felt hungover and her body ached. What had happened last night? She didn’t remember falling asleep, her school uniform still covering her. Willa burrowed her head into her pillow. She needed more sleep, if only the sun would turn off.

Willa was beginning to get comfortable again when her phone began buzzing. Groaning, Willa pulled the covers over her head trying to drown out the noise. After a while the sound went away, her phone sending the caller to voicemail. Finally, some peace and quiet. Willa’s serenity was short lived as a few seconds later Willa’s phone began ringing again. “Go away,” Willa mumbled to the unknown caller. Unfortunately the caller couldn’t hear her, so the phone kept ringing. Reluctantly, Willa dragged herself out of the bed and stumbled around her room looking for her phone. She eventually found it under a half eaten bag of pretzels on her desk.

“Who the fuck is calling me this early?” Willa groaned. The caller ID read George M and Willa immediately realized that she was late for school. George was here to drive her to uni and was trying to figure out where she was. Willa started to panic and hurried to get dressed. She stripped off her uniform top from yesterday and went to get a fresh one from her closet when she caught a glimpse of herself in her mirror hanging on the door.

Her pussy glittered with silver and the metallic color was spread across her lower torso and inner thighs. The previous night came back to Willa, rubbing the silver over her most sensitive spot and cumming silver back out.Willa took in her new body, her pussy shiny and swollen, a gentle warmth pulsating from her slit. She gently ran a finger down her entrance and felt a wicked shudder run up her body. A bit of silver leaked out of Willa and dropped onto the floor. Willa felt good, but something was missing.

The high she felt last night had mostly disappeared, leaving her feeling cold and empty. She needed more of what she felt last night. Willa whipped around, her eyes darting around until she found the silver container on the floor. Grabbing it, Willa scooped out more of the silver and rubbed it onto her cunt, eagerly awaiting the heat to take over her. However the feeling didn’t come, her horniness only growing stronger instead of being satisfied. No, it wasn’t good enough to do this alone, she needed to share the silver with others. She needed to fuck and breed.

The sharp ring of Willa’s phone broke her out of her trace. George was down in front of her house, waiting to take her to school. Willa smiled. This was going to be fun. Willa hurried to get dressed, throwing on a clean uniform. She decided it was best to leave off the parties and bra. It would make it easier to corrupt others to the silver. Willa considered spreading the silver over her breasts, her body eager to explore what it would do to her. But she sensed it would be easier to conceal her intentions if she limited where the silver was. Pulling on her jacket, Willa grabbed her bag and dumped in the things she needed from her desk. She was half way out the door when she doubled back and grabbed the silver container.

Willa headed down the hallway and took the main staircase down into what her father called his social room. She strode across the large room into the kitchen. Normally their maid Anna would have made her breakfast but she had the day off, so Willa settled for grabbing a banana before heading out the foyer into the day. George’s car, a black Lincoln, hummed, the engine already running. Willa was about to climb into the back seat where she normally rode, when a wicked Idea entered her mind.

George was typing a text out when Willa climbed into the passenger seat beside him. George was a tall, broad man, the very picture of a former marine. His dark brown hair was cut short in a flat top and he held a stern expression as he glanced up at her. “Good morning Ms Queen, I was just about to text your father. I was worried that you were planning on playing hooky again.” Thea gave him an innocent smile, “Me? Play hooky? I would never?”. George scoffed. “Sure Ms Queen, whatever you say.” With that, George put the car in gear and pulled the car out of the driveway.