Interrupted by the RA

Kristen just stood there in a strange combination of disbelief and glee in her tight blue jeans and black halter top barely stretched from her 32A tits. For months now, Kristen had been trying to get someone she disliked kicked from her dorm floor she was responsible for as an RA. She really loved her boyfriend Riley and was hoping to get him into her dorm; preferably located as close to possible to her room. Just the idea of him being so close, always made Kristen a tiny bit wet thinking about the tantalizing possibilities of late night hookups or booty calls.

It's not like Kristen and Riley weren't already intimate and "Mmmm," thought Kristen to herself as she thought about Riley's talented tongue. Rather it was just a bit frustrating he lived off campus. As an RA, she had to be on campus 5 nights a week minimum and was only allowed to leave campus on her 2 scheduled nights.

Worse yet, being a male only dorm, no women were allowed to stay overnight and each female student coming into the dorm before curfew had to check in with an RA showing valid student ID as only students were allowed in the dorm. Constantly, she was getting bothered by girls wearing ridiculously short skirts or tops showing off their ample chests here to 'study' with the guys. Students were always trying to bring girls to their rooms which as fine, she had her share of experience as a first year student but she always had to kick them out come curfew. Kristen was well aware she was hated by just about every guy on her floor for being the ultimate cock blocker.

At the moment though, other things were on her mind. Two particular things dumbfounded her, first she was hearing loud pleasurable moaning sounds coming from Wes's room and she knew no women had checked in with her. Secondly, this was Wes. The nerdy kid whom had never had a woman over throughout the entire year -- even for actual studying --- she also heard the sound of sucking? suckling? certainly there was the sound of wet flesh moving in and out of something. Was that gagging she heard and a small feminine giggle?

Kristen already had given Wes two warnings earlier that semester when his computer gear kept blowing the circuit breaker in his room because his equipment was pulling too much wattage. She was sure she was going to be able to get him kicked out before he bought an extension cord rigged his pc to run half off the other breaker in his bathroom. If he had an unapproved woman in his dorm though, this meant he could finally get Riley in. "Hell, if a woman was with Wes she was probably a prostitute or it involved ****. I know I'd have to be high to think going near him," smirked Kristen to herself as she snidely thought.

Approaching a little closer to the door, she looked through the peephole as the sounds became a little louder and more clear. "Talk dirty to me, Ashley" "Mmm, baby, you taste so good. My throat is opening so big for your cock." She felt she could almost make out what they were saying and was very clear the image in his room was very feminine looking; and there was little chance that 'Ashley' was a guy. Hell, the peephole must have been warping the image because she looked way out of Wes's league. Kristen was sure she had to be a prostitute or her eyes were playing tricks on her; either way Kristen couldn't help but feel dampness spreading between her legs. "Was watching what was making her so horny?" pondered Kristen as she reached into her back pocket to grab out her RA master key. Kristen felt so ready to both catch Wes in the disgusting act and ruin his fun when suddenly her body couldn't move. "That's it. Stay right there."

Panicked, she couldn't move though her eyes continued to stare though the peep hole. She couldn't make out Wes though the image but it was clear the girl on her knees had leaned forward and was clearly straining her neck with her had equally still. Wes's hands on the back of her head no doubt pressing her. "Oh my god. What a good slut for me you are. Your so fucking naughty." her initial thought was wondering what the hell was going on when suddenly her mind switched to interpreted those statements.

On one hand, Kristen was freaked out about being unable to move and continuing to witness the oral onslaught this Ashley was receiving from Wes but also becoming extremely aroused by the idea as in her mind, she knew she too was a good slut for Wes and began to wonder what exactly a good slut was or a good slut did. A wave of embarrassment washed over Kristen as she realized her underwear was hardly slutty. She knew she was naughty and a bad girl. The degradation made her slutty self aroused. Kristen felt her cunt moisten and really wished Riley was here.

Feeling deep down inside, her small g-string and saved her cunt bare this morning in the shower was the proper actions she should have taken to be a good slut for Wes. When momentarily, she wondered if a 'good' slut would have anyone in her life but the man she was a good slut for? Suddenly, just like that she knew she had to break up with Riley and she belonged to Wes. She was a good slut for him she though as her breathing quickened and she let out a tiny moan of intense arousal. Watching those hands on the back of Ashley's throat wishing she was swallowing that cock.

"Mmm, god. You love having my dick down your throat, don't you? Makes you so close to coming that you just know anytime I come, you are going to come as well" continued Wes's tirade really getting into the feeling of having his cock buried all the way down Ashley's throat, getting ready to come hard down her tits. Lost in the moment, Wes knew he'd made a wish earlier for Ashley's body to slowly improve and wanted it to seem natural but eager to test her power of his commands and persuasion as part of the wish. He'd already gotten Ashley to talk dirty to him like pornstars he'd masturbated had sometimes done. Could he change her body?

"Your hair is getting more and more blond till its platinum bleach blond!" cried out Wes getting so close to orgasm and even in his near orgasmic state remember to cry out, "Believe that any changes that I've made or will make are as a result of Jeff's slavery wish effecting you".

Shocked, Kristen witnessed the girl's hair seemingly change before her eyes and wondered what the hell was going on? Momentarily, her first thought was "How did Wes do that? Is Wes like a warlock or an alien?" and then suddenly she believed everything that had changed about her mind and body was as a result of Jeff's slavery wish. Confused who Jeff was though and having never met her did not prevent her from full hardheartedly believing he was responsible.

"Oh god. Your tits will grow till they are this big!" cried Rick holding his hands significantly in front of Ashley's body just about at the 38D point causing her chest to rapidly inflate as a torrent of cum far larger than any of her previous loads shot down Ashley throat resulting in a screaming orgasm.

Simultaneously outside the door, Kristen felt her own tits expand much much more as an orgasm ripped through her body causing her to moan loudly and intensely direct at the door. Having been so close to the door before with her mere 32As, she felt herself pushed back by her expanding tits and her bra snap as she physically fell out of place onto the floor no longer able to stand still.

Wes feeling nearly completely exhausted from his 4th orgasm in a mere 5 minute span, was glad to come and fulfill Ashley's addiction so he could take a break and rest for a few moments only to be shocked to hear two moans, orgasmic pleasurable sets of screams. One from his doorway and another from inches infront of him. Confused, he knew Ashley was still coming but ordered her to get on the bed as he went to his door to investigate. Looking out the peephole, he saw his RA, Kristen, climb up off the ground, unlock his door and Wes just barely had time to step out of the way as his door slung open.

Rather shocked she had barged into his room, Wes was concerned mostly about Kristen finding the woman in his room and tried to intercept her charging into his room and straight towards his bed where Ashley lay. **** to come up with some kind of story so he wouldn't be kicked out of his dorm for violating the 'no women' policies, for one of the first times that morning, Wes was left speechless when he noticed Kristen's absurdly large chest sticking through a ripped halter top that matched Ashley almost identically and watched her get onto the bed smiling at him quite seductively while removing the torn remnants of her top.

Glancing down at Wes's cock, Wes smiled as Kirsten orgasmed intensely, loudly and hard.

"You little spying slut," said Wes, "You just listened into our whole conversation and watched us have sex through the peep hole, didn't you?"

Moments earlier, Kristen might object to being called a slut or even be offended but now it was a concrete a part of reality as her name being Kristen. "Fuuuuuuuckkkkk. Oh god. Oh god. That was intense. I did. I didn't understand at first why I was a good slut for you but looking at that cock, damn. How did you hide that python in your pants all semester?" asked Kristen half joking and half seriously.

"Nevermind that. I remember, you tried to get me kicked out of this dorm, just because my science experiments blew a breaker once or twice," replied Wes.

"Once or twice? You blew it eight times in a 2 week period and I slept in for a midterm as a result," countered Kristen.

"Pff, semantics. Bend over the bed," menaced Wes, "I think some payback is in order."

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