No. The mess she made feels far less amazing once it has cooled and dried.

Jess awoke slowly, like a diver swimming towards the surface of a lake. She felt... good. Rested. There had been a... dream... Sinful, sexual, exciting. It had to have been a dream. After all, even though the details were still hazy in Jess' mind, there had been a... male organ jutting out from her nether lips, and that was just impossible. The groggy Texan, heart beating faster despite herself, moved one hand between her legs, brows furrowing as she realized she wasn't wearing her panties, drawing a sharp breath at how sore and sensitive she felt down there.

Not to forget sticky and smelly. In fact, her whole body felt like this. Had she been sweating this much? Jess distinctly remembered feeling incredibly hot before falling asleep, before the... dream started. She had thrown off her covers, too... It had to be sweat, even if it smelled off. Anything else was just too weird to think about, too impossible. But in any case, Jess had to take a shower. Groaning, she slid her legs off the bed, forcing herself to get up in a sitting position. Had she not felt kind of gross with her skin all sticky, she would have preferred to keep lazing around a bit more.

But as it was, the sheets clinging to her body only made it even more clear that Jess needed a shower more than anything else. Rubbing her eyes, she realized that the dried sweat felt weird, not quite like what she knew from the hot, stuffy summers back home. Was it...? No. Impossible. It couldn't be. Standing up, Jess winced as the bed sheet stuck to her ass and plodded into the small bathroom of her apartment after extricating herself from the clingy fabric. The southern belle walked slightly bowlegged, her lower lips feeling too sore for anything else.

Marvelous. Do Ah have to go to the OBGYN as well? An' after jus' going to the doctor's for... Jess train of thought trailed off as she remembered what exactly had happened at the doctor's.

The flower. Jenny. The doctor unwilling to actually help her. The flower. Jenny. A dull throb from her lower abdomen made Jess stop in her tracks, mind once again whirling with conflicting emotions. The throbbing continued, almost lazy pulses running through the Texan as she pressed the balls of her hands to her temples. No. No! This was impossible, it had been a dream! And the flower... It was as the doctor had said, just a hair clip, and she was having a mental breakdown or something! It was easier to accept that than people growing bluebonnets on their heads and co-- male organs from between their thighs... that throbbed and twitched and filled them with the most amazing feelings...

Doing her best to ignore the insistent, slow throbs, Jess stepped into the bath and stripped off her top, biting her lip as she felt it brush against the sensitive petals of her flower, setting off another needy throb inside her, a growing, tugging sensation of fullness added to the mix. Taking deep breaths, Jess tried to calm down, her head spinning, her heart racing. This wasn't like her, these shameful urges, this unbearable, rising lust... And she could feel her resistance crumbling rapidly. If it really hadn't been a dream, then it had been the best she'd ever...

Nnn-no! This ain't me, Ah can't give in to this temptation...

Putting the shower on the coldest possible setting helped, or so the beautiful Texan hoped. Even though Jess shivered uncontrollably after scrubbing herself clean, the smoldering heat threatening to overwhelm her had been reduced to embers, and the dull throbbing had disappeared almost completely. Staring at her reflection in the mirror, framed by wet hair and the purple flower Jess tried desperately to ignore, the Texan's pale face stared back, lips blue from the ice cold shower.

Ah'm... Ah'm really losin' it, ain't Ah? Ah jus' don't understand what's happenin' to me... and why it feels so good... Shuddering from the cold, a hint of lust creeping in again, Jess grabbed the sink tightly, knuckles turning white. But Ah won't give in! Ah'm stronger than this! No matter how it feels, Ah'll resist... temptation, Ah won't fall, Ah... won't, Ah... want... Jenny...

Jess lips were not blue anymore. No, they were rosy, parted slightly as deepening breaths warmed them, the embers of the southern belle's lust spreading again like wildfire. She was grinding her crotch against the edge of the sink, humping the cool emaille as if she was taking an imaginary lover from behind.

Oh yes... Jenny... The pulsing sensation inside Jess' belly was back, growing more urgent with every thrust. Ah want to... ff--

"N-no!" As Jess stumbled backwards, a thin string of her juices connected her nethers with the sink for a few steps. "This... Ah'm not like..."

But what if Ah am? Would that be so terrible?

Gasping at a particularly needy pulse from inside her, Jess leaned against the wall behind her, raising her head to look at the ceiling, heart thumping in her ears. The pressure in her belly was mounting, pushing downwards as the Texan's hips gyrated without her conscious input. Again, there were shivers running through her, but certainly not because she felt cold.

"Nnffgh!" Hips thrusting into the air, Jess bit her bent pinky in the hopes of finding a way out of this lustful loop, but mounting arousal kept working against years of conservative upbringing, inexorably pushing them aside.

W-why shouldn't Ah... jus' once more? It felt so good...

But that was the thing with sin - it felt good, tempting, coaxing you to just give in to pleasure. Pressing a hand against her mouth to stifle a moan, Jess staggered out of the bath, trying to ignore the wetness trickling down her thighs. She needed help, she needed to -- get off, pump her swimmers inside a tight, hot -- no! That wasn't her, it was this... thing inside of her! This throbbing, turgid thing, eager to slide out of Jess' pussy and into... Shaking her head desperately, the increasingly aroused Texan kept walking back to her room, mind whirling and unable to withstand the **** of pleasure. Maybe Jenny would have an idea -- and even if not, meeting the fat bottomed girl would surely be worth --

"Agh!" Twisting her words had been bad enough, but now it was even twisting her thoughts! "Ah need to--fffuck--talk to someone! Ah n-nneed to... Jenny..."

As she reached her room, Jess felt the infernal rod inside her reach her entrance and clamped down, trying to keep it inside. Of course, her abdominal muscles squeezing the thick shaft tightly only served to stimulate her further, and the desperately horny Texan doubled over with a drawn-out moan. Gritting her teeth, Jess took the last halting steps to her nightstand, where her phone and the scrap of paper with Jenny's number were waiting. Panting desperately, trying to bear with the sensation of her lower lips slowly being **** open, Jess opened the messaging app and put together a text to -- the plump, sexy, fuckable -- Jenny.

~hey, it's Jess, from th doctors offic I needd you~

Before she could finish writing "your help", though, Jess' thumb twitched and hit send, leaving her to stare wide-eyed at the now very horny sounding text. Heart racing, fingers trembling, she tried to put together the second half of her text when Jenny's reply arrived.

~getting right to the point, lov it <3 omw, where you live?~