Making herself at home

Sylvie walked into the council house with her head held high, owning her new style completely. The short, tight black dress she had worn the night before was still on, now wrinkled and stained, her ass hanging out slightly as she moved. Her face was coated in dry and fresh cum, crusty and sticky, but she didn’t care. She felt no shame. This was who she was now. A proper chav slag. The stares from people on the estate on her walk home had only made her feel more alive.

She walked past Courtney and Jade, who were sitting on the sofa watching TV. Charlotte was also on the sofa next to them. As she sat down on the armchair, she let out a wet cum bubble fart, the sound loud and obscene. Some of the cum from her ass spilled onto Jade’s leg and Charlotte’s arm as she shifted.

The girls stared at her in amazement.

“Fucking hell, Syl,” Courtney said, eyes wide. “Look at you. Complete change. You’re proper owning it now.”

Jade looked down at the cum on her leg and wrinkled her nose. “Ugh, that’s gross. You’ve got cum all over your face and now it’s spilling on me from your ass, Syl.”

Charlotte wiped her arm and laughed. “Yeah, that’s nasty. But proper chav behaviour.”

The other girls burst out laughing. Courtney clapped her hands. “That’s our Syl! Proper chav slag now.”

Sylvie just sat there with a big, slutty smile on her cum-covered face. “Got a cig for me?” she asked casually, as if nothing was unusual.

Jade handed her one, still looking grossed out. “You’re covered in cum and you’re asking for a cig like it’s normal?”

Sylvie lit the cigarette and took a long drag, blowing the smoke out with a satisfied sigh. She leaned toward Jade and Charlotte with a playful grin, trying to kiss them jokingly. “Come on, girls. Want a taste of Darren’s cum?”

Jade freaked out, pulling away quickly. “No way! That’s gross, Syl! Get away from me with that cum face!”

The other girls laughed even harder. Charlotte grinned. “I’ll take that action from Syl. Come here, babe.”

Charlotte grabbed Sylvie’s face and pulled her into a deep, sloppy kiss. Their lips met, Charlotte’s tongue sliding into Sylvie’s mouth, tasting the cum on her lips and tongue. The kiss was wet and passionate, Charlotte moaning into it as she explored Sylvie’s mouth. Sylvie kissed back eagerly, her hands on Charlotte’s waist, the taste of cum mixing with Charlotte’s lip gloss.

The other girls cheered and laughed. “Fucking hell, Charlotte! You’re proper going for it!”

Charlotte broke the kiss with a grin, a string of saliva and cum connecting their lips. “You taste like a proper slag, Syl. I like it. And i always love the taste of Darrens spunk.”

Sylvie smiled, her face flushed with excitement. “want more?” she asked, leaning in again.

The girls laughed and cheered as Charlotte kissed her again, the moment marking another step in Sylvie’s complete transformation.