You keep on going and going

Susan's mouth is soft and wet, her lips trembling as she keeps giggling under your kisses. After a bit of flailing about, she gets co-ordinated again and starts kissing and caressing you in earnest. This was supposed to be a quickie before evening mess, but somehow you both forget about eating anything but each other. Soon you're head to tail, Susan's tall figure arched over you, bending to connect her mouth with your newly formed labia and her prominent, thickly bushed pussy lips with your mouth. Even her bumhole has a little halo of golden hairs.

"Mm, hm, salty!" she exclaims.

"I'm like that after a change," you say. "Oh Susan, you're so beautiful!" And she is, her big clit swollen in its hood, her long labia moist, pink, and easily parted.

You dine on each other for many long minutes until Susan starts twitching and quaking, her hips quivering with your tongue strokes.

"Oh Poesy, oh Poesy, oh Peri lick me, lick me, yes!" she calls out. She pushes up on her hands and grinds herself onto your mouth. Her voice rises high in a giggling, sobbing cry of lust. When her body slackens, she leans forward again. "More, more, more," she begs. She kisses you between your legs again and again, an attack of kisses on your soft, tender inner thighs and back to your pussy and settling down to nurse upon your clitoris.

This time the earthquake is mutual. You squeal into each other's pussy lips as you get off together, then part and lie panting on the bed on your backs, still head to tail.

Gain +1 XP = 1 XP. By continuing on using STAMINA, take a CONSEQUENCE (-1 to Move rolls).
Roll for RAPID GENDER CYCLING: ⚁⚂ - 1 = 6.

The change takes you again. You feel fierce waves of heat radiating from under your navel, making you shiver and sweat. By the time the shudders finish, leaving you in a damp knot of sheets, you're in full ambi mode with an erect penis yearning up from the keystone of the arched lips of your damp, swollen vulva. You crave to fill and be filled.

Your hand reaches out to clasp Susan's.

"That was so, so, so good," Susan says. "But we've missed evening mess."

"Is that bad?" you say.

"Not for you, well, not very much," she says. "But too late to be helped." She squeezes your hand, then sits up and swings her feet off the bed, standing up on shaky legs.

"Don't go!" you say.

Susan looks around to see your renewed, now larger erection at the bottom of a torso graced with two modest but beautifully curved breasts.

"You are a puzzler, Poesy," she says, surveying your new form.

"Please stay!" you beg.

Susan looks a little drained, but her eyes meet yours and start sparkling again.

"In for a penny, in for a pound," she says with a giggle. "All right."

Susan flops back on top of the bed. You climb atop her and start kissing again. Soon she's giggling and kissing back hard.

Roll +DILIGENCE (+1) (+2 Diligence, -1 Consequence) to HAVE SEX with Susan: ⚃⚂ + 1 = 8.
On a 7-9, gain +1 XP = 2 XP. Take the results of a magical backfire and continue on using STAMINA.

This time your kissing turns into play-wrestling and works round to playing with each other's pussies, first stroking and caressing, and then quick, hard finger-fucking. The squish-squish-squish gives way to panting and moaning and soon Susan is climaxing again. Her pussy squeezes down on your fingers and her juices flow freely. She lets her arms go loose and she lets herself fall to lie down on her back.

"Can I be in you, can I put it in you?" you ask.

Susan gives a tired half-giggle and parts her knees. "Yes."

You seize your rampant shaft and direct it between the swollen pink lips at the base of Susan's thick blonde bush. She gasps as you enter.

"Yes, yes," she says.

You dig your toes into the covers and start working up a rhythm.

She sighs, a little "Ah! Ah! Ah!" with each thrust. "Yes, Poesy. Yes!"

You're inside a real girl! And she loves it! Before long, the excitement is too much. Your shaft twitches, swells, and spurts deep inside Susan Quaffle. You collapse atop her, your modest frame little burden to her.

Roll for RAPID GENDER CYCLING: ⚀⚄ - 1 = 5.: In-between.

As you like atop Susan's warm body, the change takes you again, this time slow and gentle. Your breasts soften and spread, receding until they're barely there. Your exuberant phallus and long, thick labia shrink into a modest, finger-like penis and petite labia concealed within a deep, tightly closed outer fold. The change leaves you in an in-between state, with little that would be visible outside your robes to mark your sex, a noncommittal face and figure with a froggy voice. Yet you still feel the desire, the yearning. You must have Susan again.

"That was super," Susan says. "I could go again, but I'm feeling a little done-in. You too. Your eyes are looking tired. I know just the trick, though."

"Trick?" you ask.

Susan struggles up to her full height and fetches her wand. Circling the tip three times round, she draws magic to her and incants, "Veni, veni, vis v-viva!"

That last little wobble in her incantation makes the magic go askew. You feel a burst of energy and then a long series of shivers and shakes. Rainbow trails swim in your vision. When the world settles down around you, you look at Susan, who is fighting down the throes of a similar case of the shakes.

"The hell of it," Susan says. "When you're tired enough to need it, you're too tired to cast it."

"Are you still in the mood after all?" you ask, blinking inquiringly at Susan.

"Yes," Susan says. "Yes, maybe more so."

"I want to kiss you. Everywhere," you say.

Susan spreads her arms wide, her soft breasts parting and rising.

You are atop the rumpled, twisted, dampened sheets of your dormitory bed, entwined naked with the long-limbed blonde prefect Susan Quaffle, as the evening turns to night.

You have 2 XP and a CONSEQUENCE (Exhausted).