Accept David's suggestion to move to the bedroom for round two, completing your daily orgasm requirement

You glance between David's hungry expression and the app on your phone, a mischievous smile forming on your glossy lips.

"Wait right here," you tell him, standing up with a deliberate stretch that showcases your enhanced D-cups. "I've got, like, a total surprise for you."

David's eyes follow you hungrily as you saunter toward Matt's bedroom—your bedroom now—the butt plug shifting deliciously with each step. Inside, you rummage through the shopping bags from yesterday's spree at Slink Boutique, pulling out items Natalie had convinced you to buy.

"Perfect," you giggle, laying out a matching set of white lace lingerie with delicate pink bows.

You take your time getting ready, enjoying the process of transformation. First, you slide silky white stockings up your smooth legs, securing them with a lacy garter belt that sits just below your hips. The white lace bra barely contains your enhanced breasts, pushing them up and together to create a deep valley of cleavage. The matching thong has a convenient opening at the back that accommodates your jeweled butt plug, its heart-shaped base now framed by white lace.

Completing the ensemble with strappy white stilettos that add four inches to your height, you examine yourself in the full-length mirror. The platinum blonde waves cascade over your shoulders, contrasting beautifully with the white lace. Your nipple piercings with their heart charms are visible through the delicate fabric, creating enticing points of interest.

"Like, totally fuckable," you whisper to your reflection, the valley-girl cadence now feeling natural on your tongue.

You take a quick selfie with your phone for the Bonus Bucks feature, then strut back toward the living room where David waits. You pause in the doorway, one hand on your hip, the other against the frame.

"So," you purr, "you still wanna take this to the bedroom?"

David's jaw literally drops. He stares at you, speechless for several seconds before managing, "Holy... fuck."

He crosses the room in three quick strides, sweeping you into his arms. Your giggles turn to moans as his mouth finds yours, his hands exploring the lace-covered curves of your body.

"Bedroom," he growls against your lips, lifting you effortlessly. Your legs wrap around his waist as he carries you down the hallway, his erection pressing insistently against your core through the thin fabric of your thong.

He deposits you on his bed, standing back to drink in the sight of you sprawled across his sheets. "You're unbelievable," he murmurs, quickly shedding his remaining clothes.

"Then don't believe me," you tease, running a hand down your body. "Just fuck me."

David doesn't need to be told twice. He joins you on the bed, his hands sliding up your stockinged legs to the garter belt. "I want to rip this off you," he admits, "but it looks too damn good."

"So leave it on," you suggest with a wink, arching your back to offer better access to your breasts.

He takes the invitation, unclasping your bra with practiced ease to free your enhanced D-cups. His mouth closes over one nipple, tongue playing with the heart charm as you writhe beneath him.

"Oh god," you gasp, fingers tangling in his hair. The combination of his mouth on your nipple and the butt plug shifting inside you has you already close to the edge.

David seems to sense this, his hand sliding down to push your thong aside. "Already this wet," he notes with satisfaction, sliding two fingers inside you.

Your hips buck against his hand, seeking more. "Please," you whimper, "I need you inside me."

"Turn over," he commands, his voice thick with desire.

You comply eagerly, getting on all fours. The position pushes your ass high, the jeweled base of your butt plug on full display between your cheeks, framed by white lace.

"Fuck, that's hot," David groans, his fingers tracing around the plug. "Does it feel good?"

"Uh-huh," you nod, too aroused for complex speech. "But I need more."

He positions himself behind you, the head of his cock teasing your entrance before pushing slowly inside. The dual sensation of being filled from both sides makes you cry out, your body trembling with pleasure.

David sets a relentless pace, his hands gripping your hips hard enough to leave marks. Each thrust jostles the butt plug, creating waves of sensation that build rapidly toward climax.

"I'm gonna—" you start to warn, but the orgasm crashes through you before you can finish the sentence. Your inner walls clamp down on David's cock as you scream his name, the pleasure so intense your vision blurs at the edges.

Your climax triggers his own, and with a final deep thrust, he fills you with hot pulses, his body shuddering against yours.

You collapse together onto the bed, a tangle of limbs and lingerie, both gasping for breath. David's arm wraps possessively around your waist, pulling you against his chest.

"That," he pants, "was incredible."

"Mmm," you agree, nestling back against him. Your second orgasm requirement fulfilled, you feel a pleasant lassitude spreading through your limbs. "Like, totally amazing."

As you drift in post-orgasmic bliss, you can't help wondering how quickly you're adapting to this new reality—and how much harder it might be to return to your old one.

Your phone chimes from somewhere on the floor, Becky no doubt eager to congratulate you on your latest achievement. But for now, you're content to remain in David's arms, your mind delightfully empty of all but the most basic thoughts.