More help for Maria and interrupted dreams.

John sat on his bed contemplating what his third change would be for the day, he had spent the whole day thinking but he needed to use it soon as it was almost midnight. He thought back to Maria and the positive change he had made for her, he thought perhaps he should do more.

“Jane can I help Maria quit smoking?” He typed.

“For sure” She responded.

“Okay, great! Lock it in.” His words blinked green.

“Hmm, maybe I could take it further…How about making her become addicted to eating healthily and exercising? And throw in negating some of the effects of age in the process.”

“A little trickier, but still possible. Diet and exercise will be easy enough to do tomorrow, but anti ageing will require a bit more. Anti ageing will require one a day for three weeks. Meaning you will only have one change a day left for the next three weeks, until your physical changes and Maria’s are complete.”

John considered it for a moment, and ultimately decided it was worth it to look after the person he cared for most. “Yeah, make it happen.” His words blinked green.

Mrs Chanelle woke with a start. Her breathing ragged, chest heaving. She grabbed her sweaty breast, feeling her hard nipples poking through her favourite sleep shirt.

“Argh, come on!” She muttered, feeling how wet her pussy was, and how close she was to cumming.

She thanked her previous self for deciding to wear no bottoms to bed and then bit her lip as she caressed the heat between her legs. Gently two fingers circled her clit, fanning the flames; while the other hand lifted her shirt and pinched her erect nipple. Lara squirmed at how good her own touch felt. She moaned breathily into the empty moonlit room. Her mind reverted to all her usual suspects, her careful assortment of celebrities and movie stars in their own unique situations to which she masturbated.

Her pace increased, she found herself focusing on more workplace based fantasies, and then eventually to schoolyard fantasy. Lara was becoming aroused by the way a gentle cool breeze blew onto her perspired body, and the wetness of her vagina spread to the inside of her legs. Her massive exposed breasts bounced as she sought pleasure.

She jilled herself for so long that her wrist grew sore. “Why can’t I cum?!” She thought desperately.

The humming between her legs grew stronger, and stronger, and stronger; almost driving the young teacher to the point of madness. Suddenly Mrs. Chanelle had an idea: John. She hated herself for thinking it, but she recalled the incredible dreams she was having, and how good he could make her feel in them. His image seemed to be plastered in her brain, the thriving in her crotch grew even stronger. Lara imagined John’s face between her thighs, diving into her folds with is tongue and suddenly she exploded.

“Ahhh” She squealed, her entire body quivering, her loins ablaze.

Lara spun onto her stomach, a hand still reaching between her legs, her brilliant white teeth clenching a pillow. Her whole body rocked for several minutes as she experienced one of the biggest orgasms she ever had. She continued to fondle herself ceremoniously as her climax declined, eventually passing out into a deep and satisfied slumber.