You'll need to re-paint that wall

Terry wondered if he was dreaming or having some kind of mental break as he looked at the visage in the mirror.

If he'd been asked to draw his ultimate fuck fantasy, with enough time and skill the view infront of him is what he would have produced. Okay it was currently a little rough around the edges with a lack of makeup and extreme bedhair, but even without all that her face was stunning. Below that, massive, torso-covering fake tits gave way to a slim waist complete with slight abs, a spectacular bubble ass and killer toned legs. His hand held what could only be described as a humongous, vein-riddled fucktool; jutting out from his waist obscenely it was girthier than the wrist next to it and longer than his forearm. If Michelangelo himself had sculpted this body (it was widely known in his later years that he liked hot blonde babes with huge cocks) he would have retired his chisel and declare his work complete.

The insistent sound of bed hitting wall as a voice begged for more continued as Terry goggled at the reflection, stunned that every move he was making was matched by the goddess in the mirror. But at the same time she wasn't stunned. She'd always looked like this! Why was seeing her reflection now being all so weird? She remembered getting filled to this size last Saturday! When the nurse that came to take her vitals and do the fill had discovered how “excited” she was, she insisted on sitting on her lap to administer the procedure!

The memory of filling the very busty, very eager nurse made her cock twinge and throb, causing her hand to start automatically sliding along it slowly. She gasped as she stroked the obscene length, precum starting to drool out of the tip and lubricate her fingers as the veins slipped under her digits.

Wait, no, that wasn't right! Last weekend was practice. He'd gone for burgers with some of the guys afterwards, had a few beers and got the number of that cute waitress!

His head throbbed as he tried to sort through two different sets of memories, and his eyes finally moved off the vision infront of him to look around some more.

This wasn't his room! Yes, it was the same size with the windows, doors and bed in the same place. But he didn't have those tall drawers with a gigantic bra hanging off a handle. Or the huge flatscreen on one wall. Or the signed A1 poster of “Leanne Lovecock” laying on her back and staring lustily into the room, her mountainous tits wrapped around a thick cock that reached from her crotch to her collarbone.

All around the room were other little things like hairbrushes, scrunchies, makeup accessories, a framed picture of the goddess in the mirror with another equally stunning blonde, the resemblance enough to make it clear it was her sister. All of it utterly unfamiliar, yet....

Dammit of course this was her stuff! What was wrong with her? She'd bought that bra last Sunday after her fillup! She'd gotten the poster at the 'con she went to straight after her fill! Leanne had signed the poster and given her number after seeing her killer Stacked Jess Rabbit costume! The picture was her bestie Jamie for fuck's sake!

Terry's hand went back to his huge breast, squeezing it slightly and feeling it was very real. She knew for a rock-solid fact that there were over 7500ccs in each gloriously fake tit jutting out from her chest, and Terry's balls churned at the memory of cumming like a nuclear bomb in the nurse's ass when she had breathlessly showed her the empty silium containers.

The thumping from next door reached a crescendo and made him turn to the wall as the cry of “FILL MY FUCKING WHORE ASS WITH YOUR LOAD AGAIN YOU SLUT!” echoed through through it. Following that was a cry so lust-filled and orgasmic that it made his engorged tool rope out precum across the bed, accompanied by what sounded like a hosepipe being sprayed at the wall for a few seconds.

When it stopped there were a few murmured words that he couldn't quite make out before he heard a sucking *SCHHLOOORP* noise, a huff, and then footsteps. A door opened and the footsteps got closer, before a knock on his door nearly made him jump out of his skin.

“Terrie! Get your stuff! We're leaving as soon as I wash my ass down” said a breathless voice through the closed door. The footsteps carried on for a few moments before another door clicked shut and there was the sound of a shower running.

Terry looked wide-eyed again at the door as it burst open to admit the blonde from the photograph, her enormous tits front criss-crossed with creamy white ropes as her equally monstrous and semi-hard shaft drooled cum onto the carpet.

“'aved oo ome!” she said around a mouthful of what was clearly fresh spunk, little trails of it drooling from the corner of her lips. Before Terry could do anything she was crushed up against, pink, glossy lips meeting hers as a tongue slipped between them. The incredibly delicious cream flowed into her mouth as their tongues danced and she felt a pair of hands wrap around their frotting shafts for a moment, pumping them teasingly.

Muscle memory overrode confusion and Terry swallowed quickly, savouring the taste of the delicious seed as she grabbed the other blonde's ass and pulled her closer.

“Sorry its only off my tits!” Jamie said reassuringly when the kiss broke, little ropes of cum still joining their lips as she let go of their frotting fucktools and slapped her hands onto Terry's own cheeks. “The last one went too deep in your mum to get back out!”
“Hey, you missed your chance earlier by being asleep!” Jamie purred when Terri's muscles pulled them closer still, her lip curling into a teasing smile as her cock thrust upward teasingly. “Maybe next time you try harder to wake up and I'll be there to get my morning attetntion from you! C'mon, let your dick go and get ready. Your Mom's leaving to go shopping as soon as she's dressed!”

The other blonde took a step back and turned to leave, only to pause and lean against the doorway with a smirk “Hey, if you wear that black top I like, maybe I'll swallow your fat fuckin dick in one of the changing rooms! I didn't get time for breakfast.” she promised with a lewd wink, before turning on her heels and disappearing again.