I try not to panic.

I woke up the next morning, a tangle of body parts in the warm, luxurious hotel bed besides the hottest woman I had ever seen in my life. I watched her for a few minutes, gently breathing, her peaceful, dreamy face such a contrast with our rigorous fucking from the previous night. Surprisingly, I wasn't sore, but I was very tired. I snuck out of bed to go check myself in the bathroom mirror. Unfortunately, my body had fully reverted to its natural state and my lifeless, meagre dick hung ashamedly between my legs. My eyes glowed that same blue-green again. Thoughts of aliens in my body and how reckless I had been last night rushed through my head. I quickly gathered them and tied them up in a dark box in the back of my mind. I could lose my composure later. 'Huh, I never knew I had it in me.' I thought out loud. I had rarely been so calm in the face of such craziness.

I grabbed my phone quietly from my trousers and looked at the detailed pictures I had taken of myself the evening before. Once I was ready, I looked in the mirror and focused, piece by piece, on bringing back the features. The chiselled jaw, defined nose, handsome brow, green eyes, tense muscles and skin, impressive manhood. Every feature took me a good 30 seconds to create but at the end, after a final inspection, I was satisfied with the result. I would need to work on both my speed and ability to sustain transformations. I crept back out of the bathroom and back into bed silently.

After a moment, her beautiful eyes fluttered open sleepily and caught my gaze. 'Morning, sleepy.' I said, gently. The flecks of light streaming in through the gaps in the heavy curtains danced over her pale skin and bright hair. I was in awe at her beauty, she positively glowed.

'Hey.' She blinked a few times then her eyes widened. She blushed a little and looked around. 'Wow!' she exclaimed. 'We just passed out, didn't we?' My goodness, last night was amazing.' she said the last word slowly to emphasize it. She squeezed my arm gently.

'No, you're amazing.' I replied, pointing at her. She laughed at my corny joke. When a girl laughs at your worst jokes, you know she's a keeper. 'So, I guess we need to be adults now and do adulty things.'

'Good job it's the weekend, then, but yeah, we should get out of here.' she said, stretching lazily then not moving.

I stole a kiss from her luscious lips, her sneaky tongue jumped out to lick my lips as I did. I felt a bolt of lightning run down between my legs and my cock twitched. I rolled away a moment later and got out of bed. My clothes were all over the place but I quickly gathered everything and got ready, taking care to put my half rigid cock away carefully. After a few minutes she followed suit. 'So, what's your number?' I asked, feigning confidence.

'So you want to have your cake and eat it? I don't think I'll give it to you now.' She glared at me, trying to look serious but failing.

'So... I guess that's it for now.' I replied, pretending to be sad but actually feeling a little hurt inside. What if she was being serious? She slowly stood and put her panties on, the material riding up graciously from her toes up to her sweet pussy. I was envious of them for a moment, wishing instead that it was my tongue making the journey. Still topless, her cute nipples jiggling as she walked, she came up to me and kissed me deeply and fully. Our lips parted and our tongues took turns discovering each other's lips. Her sweet smell and taste were wonderful and I felt my cock jump in my underwear again. She felt it and moved backwards a little to take a look.

'I would love a round two with your big boy but... I'm really sore.' she admitted, embarrassed. 'I don't think I could do it again right now.' Her hand reached out towards my groin and grabbed my growing member. She sat down on the bed and unzipped my fly, gingerly releasing my swinging erection. 'But I don't mind helping you out before we go.' She giggled quietly in surprise again. 'Gosh it really is huge, I'm shocked at it every time I see it. I swear it's even bigger than I remember.' I looked down and realised she might be right. In the morning light it did look slightly longer but not any thicker. I needed to work on my accuracy too, I thought.

She gently rubbed her hand up my shaft, supporting its weight from underneath, staring up at me as she did. Her bright eyes reflected the sunlight and her smile sang of warmth and enjoyment. She squeezed my foreskin over my engorged mushroom head, struggling to fit her hand around it. She rubbed up and down repeatedly, gently for now, at an easy rhythm, watching with fascination at how my veins moved under the skin. 'It really is a beautiful cock.' She told me softly. She picked up the pace, now with both hands, so she could wrap them around fully. I stood over her, watching her delicate hands working for my pleasure. It was really starting to feel good at this constant speed after a few minutes.

She stopped and pulled me closer, my cock level with her tender lips. She kissed my cock head, first on top then down over the tip to my frenulum. Sparks went off all over within me. She started rubbing her hands up and down again but now with each pump she licked my sweet spot. This really got me going. Her lovely little tongue spread her saliva for her hands to use as lube and the exquisite friction brought me closer to the edge. She kept licking and licking, pumping and pumping. She went even faster and suddenly stopped licking only to push the tip of my raging cock through her heavenly lips, engulfing it entirely. Her tongue swirled around inside her mouth with each shove, in and out, hands working at break-neck speed. 'I about to cum!' I growled.

She stopped. No movement. I growled deeply again in frustration. 'Why did you stop?!' I shouted. She looked up at me, her outstretched tongue and hands holding my dick as it twitched, threatening to burst. I felt the edge back away and the twitching stopped.

'Trust me.' She said, a statement, not a question. She started all over again, sliding her head as deeply as she could down to my shaft, hands continuing the rest of the way only to resurface and lick me affectionately on the way out. Back down and then up again, slower than before I had edged but I was so sensitive to every movement now. At this speed, she kept me hovering just below the goal I was reaching for. It was frustrating and incredible all at once. Every thrust could potentially be the one to push me over, and yet she held me perfectly in the balance. My hips started moving on their own. I was losing control and it felt amazing. I kept thrusting in unison with her pumping, building again slowly towards my peak.

'I can't... even... Ah!' I exclaimed as she clamped down tighter on my furious cock. The extra friction was all I needed and I exploded down her throat, huge lightning bolts striking all over my body, my mind going blank. She coughed and pulled away from me but kept sliding her wet hands up and down my shaft as I came the third huge load in 24 hours. It went all over her superb chest, coating her pale tits in white pearl. It felt phenomenal, more so than I had expected after the previous night. She had been right to make me wait, the result was so much more enjoyable. 'Thank you.' I whispered.

She smiled up at me again, cum dribbling down her chin and front. 'You're welcome. Now get ready and be on your way. I need to wash again.' We laughed together and she dashed into the shower. After she had removed the cum, I leant in and kissed her, feeling a little sad at our parting, knowing I wouldn't see her again. She kissed me back then I turned around and walked out, put on my shoes and opened the door to the rest of the hotel.

'Well, see you then.' I called.

'Take care, big boy!' she answered. I closed the door behind me and made my way back home.

Once I got there and through my door I took off my shoes and went to get changed into more casual clothes. As I pulled my trousers down, a slip of paper fell from my side. I picked it up and inspected it. Scrawled on it was a short note.' Thanks for last night. Charlotte.' Under the written message was a phone number.

I jumped for joy, the note in hand. Her teasing smirk came back to me as I realised she had been teasing me all along. Our game of who was on top had squarely been won by her, this round. Despite my large physique and attempted dominant attitude, she had shown she was more than a worthy opponent. I grinned like a teenager after his first kiss and went about my necessary routine, getting dressed and having breakfast with a bounce in my step. I was excited about testing my powers today, too.