Jen is Slipping

"I have to go." Jen said abruptly, getting up and grabbing her things. She walked out without letting Pussy respond. The dormitory seemed empty which made leaving without someone seeing her shame much easier. And she felt especially shameful after what she did in her childhood friends’ room.

Jen stepped into an empty elevator, still consumed with what had just happened. "How could you have done something like that Jen? Thinking those nasty thoughts and nearly cumming in your panties with him right there." Jen had never experienced kinky shame like this before. "It's that dirty little perverts’ fault. If Jeff hadn't shown me those videos and files I wouldn't have felt this way. Would I?" Jen left the elevator and started walking to her bus stop. "Jennifer, you need to get it together. You will go home and stop thinking about cock and focus on something else, like big heavy balls or how great it will feel to fill out a nutsack. NO! Wait, not that. You will not go home and masturbate thinking about turning into a thick, long, mushroom headed penis… oh no what's happening to me?" Jen was so worked up, by the time her bus arrived she had soaked her panties again and was mere moments from slipping her hand down her skirt.

HISSSS!

The bus door slid open, Jen got on and quickly headed for the back. She took a seat at the window. "Oh no. No no no no. This can't be happening, I can't keep these images out of my head," Jen whimpered quietly into her hands. "Damn! It's just so hoooot!" She tried to stifle her words but let out a little moan.

Jen looked over the bus.

"Oh my gosh what if it happened here on this bus?" She thought. She looked down at her hands, "What if my arms started changing right now.” Jen looked at her arms with lust-fueled wonder. “I can almost see it, thick powerful manly legs meant for thrusting,” she curled her fingers and flicked them out over and over. “Yes, thrusting me, his coooooock deep into some bitches waiting slick sex." Jen couldn’t wait, she hiked her skirt up a little and looked at her legs. "Then these legs would turn into beefy arms,” she tensed them with all her strength. “He would wake up and… and **** my little, tiny girl feet to change and morph and grow into HIS big meaty hands.” She licked her lips thinking of herself this way. “Would he use them to jerk me off?” That single though took her pussy from just lightly pumped and leaking to a throbbing, nearly gushing mess. Her panties fully soaked through. She continued “For sure! Uh Huh Yes! he would totally jerk me off. He would have to because I would be so big and stiff. A big veiny throbbing ready to blow cock with cum filled balls begging for release." She was forming what she wanted to be in her mind so clearly. She felt so raw and gorgeous.

Jen ran her hands up her neck and onto her head, "This neck should be his girthy shaft. Long and hard. Made for shoving this," Jen touched her face, "big dumb mushroom cock head right up against some slut’s womb,” Jen panted and moved her hand to her crotch. “ohhh yes just thrusting me in and out of her until the moment when my throbbing cock face is smashed up against her cervix and I have ****, **** at all except to ejaculate his seed! Just flex and flex and flex AND SHOOT and fill her hole with cum." Jen looked around the bus again, the bus was nearly empty, and no one was paying her any attention. She slipped her hand down her skirt. Rubbed her clit and lips making her fingers nice and slick. Then slid them right into her pussy and rubbed vigorously at her g-spot. "Would anyone,” Jen gasped lightly, “even notice? I wouldn’t care if they did.” She increased her finger speed, pressing harder into her sensitive spot. “Why should I when I'm just a big stupid cooooock. Oh fuck, God yes!” Jen had her fingers working into her so very hard and fast. She was nearly there, just a bit more. Not long at all, just a few more wrist flicks and, “damn! DAMMIT! FUCK! I want to turn into a giant dick sooooooo so so so SO SO SO BADDLY! I want to feel my big nuts hanging at my base. I want to squirt hot cum from my face. No! From my owners cum slit! Yes! I can almost feel it, my boiling hot cum rushing up my cum shoot! His urethra! Oh god I can almost taste his delicious sperm on my slit.” Jen was on the edge of the best orgasm of her life. It was happening and soon, like an approaching train, its momentum just could not be halted by her willpower. “Please use me soon I need to cum, I don't think I can wait any longer because I'm… I'm…” She stopped masturbating right on the edge of it. Right as everything clicked inside her and she knew, “Jeff I'm so sorry, I totally understand now. I just can't stand it; I need to reverse so badly. I need to be a cock RIGHT NOW!" Jen’s thoughts were racing. Home couldn't come fast enough.

When her stop came up, she bolted off the bus and sprinted home. Jen stayed with her parents but luckily, they were away on business, and she had privacy. Jen started stripping the moment she got through her front door. Throwing her clothes carelessly, she stumbled into her room and immediately grabbed her vibrator. She fell to her knees and got straight to slipping the big vibrating mass into her tight waiting lips. She masturbated to the thought of being pressed through wet tunnels. She imagined herself smacking up against some hot thing’s cervix. In her mind her cock self was moments from spewing its seed and bathing her in her own juices. Jen wanted to be slammed hard into the depths of some sluts wrinkly walled love sleeve so badly. She turned the vibrator to its max setting and kept fucking herself harder and harder. "This is so wrong! So HOT! I want to cum like a cock so badly!" But she just couldn't climax. She masturbated until she was too frustrated to continue. Then she remembered the videos. She accessed her computer. She tried to find the videos from Jeff's place but couldn't, "No dammit! I need this, mmmmh ****. I'll have to call him." The few seconds of waiting for her friend to answer were hell. Finally, a sad voice answered, "Hi Jen."

"Jef- I mean pussy. You have something I want, and I promise I'm not teasing you." Jen was panting loudly now. "Sure Jen, what do you wa-" Jen interrupted. "I need to see more of those videos. Right Now!"