Head inside

It seemed just a little sketchy but... Trish had been really nice to you so far, plus you really wanted to spend more time with her, both parts for different reasons. The male side wanted to get to know her better, where as the female side felt safer with her but also really turned on for some reason.

Besides you didn't have any other plans for the evening, oddly forgetting that Gwen was expecting to find you at home, maybe all this attraction and building need was clouding you mind. Hell, if you spent the night here with her then you were already one day down and just needed to make it through tomorrow then you would be back to normal.

You get a twinge that going back to normal might not be what you deep down want, but you again push the idea aside as being silly. Maybe you could come back as a guy and get into her good graces. After all if a wimp like Dave could do it…

"Yeah, ok." you say as you followed her inside. Looking around the house it was so normal taking you off guard but you could not quite place why you thought like that. "Ignore all this, nothing interesting down here. Come on upstairs, I wanna show you something." Trish said casually as she made her way upstairs with you obediently following behind like a puppy.

Her room was a little more in line with what you were expecting. Not quite a girls room like your sisters was as this was not at all girly. Really it didn't seem much different from your own room, what with the pile of clothes in one corner of the room and the unmade bed. It was out of the corner of your eye that you noticed Trish pulling her shirt over her head, throwing it aside and beginning to unfasten the hooks on her bra.

"Urgh, can't wait to get this dumb thing off..." she mumbled to herself as you stared a little dumbstruck. Noticing your expression she smirked again as the bra was removed, letting her slightly pale boobs bounce free. "Ha, what's wrong? Feeling shy? Just us girls up her, right? Besides, you know these things get damn uncomfortable."

You started to murmur a small form of agreement nodding and playing along, you had no clue what it was really like having not got around to wearing one yet. Trish flopped lazily onto the bed next to you and beckoned for you to come over as well. "Oh don't be such a prude." she teased as she eventually leaned up and took your hand to pull you closer. It felt so bizarre. Was Trish.. was Trish coming on to you? Was she a lesbian? You weren't able to think about it too heavily as you were pulled onto the bed next to her. "Shy little thing, aren't you?" she said softly as she startled to straddle atop you, taking you completely by shock when she pushed her lips against yours and sliding her hands up your top.

What is this feeling? You … you want this … you want Trish to explore your body and play, having fun together. No that can’t be right but this burning desire … this need, it clouds your mind and builds in both your chest and between your legs. You NEED this right NOW! You want her to take you and do all kinds of things with you. You breath in sharply returning to your senses for a moment.

This was happening too fast, you weren't ready for this, but something in your brain was eager for this, that growing need that you had felt since this morning and looking at Trish like this was making a certain spot all the more warm, the mind for that you just beat starts to come back. "Shhh, just take it easy..." she cooed into your ear as she pushed your top up and over your breasts for her to appraise. "Ooo, going around with no bra, kinky and with such cute little perky ones, huh? I like that."

You were starting to squirm under her, trying to perhaps wiggle free despite a growing arousal nagging at your mind. "You... you said you wanted to show me something?" you tried to desperately change the subject, maybe get her to ease off you? Instead a devious smirk spread over Trish's face. "Oh, I do. I think you might like this as well…".

"You'll really like this..." Trish purred as she sat back a bit, still pinning your body under hers, but enough so that you could see exactly what she was doing. Her hands danced seductively down her upper body until they worked down to her cargo shorts. Her devious smile on grew wider as she looked you in the eyes while unfastening the button and working down the zipper. You couldn't believe what you saw.

Trish wasn't a girl. Or rather, she wasn't fully a girl. Those boobs were certainly all natural, but the growing cock between her hips was certainly NOT part of a girls normal packaging. It was huge the light skinned organ was still growing and easily surpassing anything you had seen before. You could only stare in curious horror as Trish worked off her pants and underwear and the surprising meat reached its full size. Nine inches! Nine inches of cock standing fully erect over a heavy set of balls.

"But... but you said..." you started to stammer out in disbelief as the monstrous organ stared at you. "You and Dave?…", "I said that I fucked him." she said with dark delight. "Little guy moans like a real slut when you get into him. But he's starting to get a bit loose and I haven't had any pussy in so long…"

Her words seemed vaguely distant as your gaze stayed locked on the throbbing pipe that was promising to pierce you. You almost didn't notice her pulling down and off your jeans. "N-no! We can't! Not with that! It's too big!" you started to plead with her, your legs kicking under her but to little effect as your clothes were tossed away.

"Oh come on, a little fuck will help you lighten up and relax!" she said, apparently oblivious to your concerns. "Just gimme two thrusts and you'll be begging to get cream stuffed in no time!". Oh god that was right. A cock meant cum, and those balls certainly looked heavy with it. If Trish rammed that thing in you there'd be no way you could avoid getting knocked up. Thinking quickly you tried to beg. "My ass! If... if you have to... my ass! Put it in my ass, please!"