"Studying"

Wendy bonelessly rotated her head behind her, scanning the area on a neck that looked and sounded like it was made of solid pudding. Confident she knew she was in the clear, she twisted her head back into place with another wet squelch and gave out a soft, tender sigh of relief as she relaxed her lower body, letting her hips bloat out like an air mattress. With a loud noisy creck, she slowly expanded herself, revealing a few sizably blocky rectangular lumps sticking out of her crotch all the way up to her stomach.

It began earlier that morning with her scrunched on a library table, struggling to make headway with multiple essays she was working on. It was a simple enough task had it not been for the urge to publicly masterbate that had been throbbing inside her pants all morning. For the past hour, she would frequently write out words like "cum", "horny", and "fuck", her sentences reading more like ameatur smut than any college paper. Unzipping her pants, she slipped her slender fingers between her legs and cupped a handful of her own pussy, applying pressure with the palm of her hand and kneading it like the glob of moist putty that it basically was. Keeping herself as composed as in humanly possible, she continued to masterbate herself as people walked by, now writing about random fetishes and kinks that entered her spontaneous mind. She even wrote a detailed two page account of a self insert wet dream she had in high school involving a threesome with herself, an anime pirate, and a talking reindeer.

"Hey!"

Wendy immediately snapped out of her sex fueled daze, letting out a surprised gasp as she reflexively jerked her hand out of her leggings, wiping the drool off her mouth and quickly crumpled up her writing before anyone could see. Looking up, she noticed a young man across the table staring at her with a look of concern.

"Oh uh... what? Hey." She quickly sputtered, failing to regain her composure.

"You okay over there? You look like you're running a fever."

Frustrated both mentally and sexually, Wendy was visibly sweating profusely all over her face, her mushy genitals aching for more as it settled back into place. She smiled and tried to casually pass it off as nothing.

"Uhh yeah, yeah I'm fine..." Wendy hastily replied, unintentionally brushing her hair to the side with the hand she just groped herself with, only revealing more of her glistening sweat covered forehead.

"I uh, got a ton of antibiotics in my bag so it's no big deal really."

"Are you sure? I've taken fever medication and man that stuff will....sorry, just a sec."

His phone started to buzz. Getting up from his chair to answer it outside, she noticed a brick of a hardcover book sitting unopened on his side of the table titled "The Laws of Penetrative Forces: Volume XXX, Hardcover Edition