Heading back to on-campus apartment

The next few days were surreal.

My surgery "programmed" my body to need an orgasm exactly every two hours. I learned that the urge emerged at 10 minutes past the hour: 2:10, 4:10, 6:10, 8:10, 10:10, and 12:10, both AM and PM.

At first, waking up every two hours to masturbate was exhausting me, but my body quickly learned how to masturbate while I slept. This produced some unbelievable dreams, even though I started waking up absolutely drenched in my own juices.

The orgasms were incredible, and I realized I could influence them in different ways. I started to learn how to have sharp, intense orgasms and long, slow ones, orgasms that shook my body like an earthquake and others that made me rise and fall like the tide. I'd never felt anything like this, and my erotic explorations of my own body occupied my full attention for the rest of my hospital stay.

Finally, it was time to go home.

My room mate, Candy, had offered to drive me. Candy was a sweet girl who had been in my Freshman dorm. She'd told me some wild stories about her high school days, where she was the only Asian on her cheerleading squad. I could just picture her in a cute cheerleading outfit, her firm C-cup tits bouncing suggestively and her smooth skin and bright smile "encouraging" her high school's football team. Unfortunately, she never expressed any interest in me that way.

Even though she'd left cheerleading for volleyball, which she played with me, she still stayed friends with some of the girls on her high school squad who went to our college. She had invited two of them, Amanda and Karishma, to share an apartment with us during our junior year. Amanda, a knockout blonde with enormous boobs, turned out to be a great friend, but I always felt that Karishma was a huge bitch and a bully to boot.

(Author's note: You can read more about Candy, Amanda, and Karishma in another story thread here.)

"That's fucking amazing," Candy said, trying to keep her eyes on the road while looking at me at the same time. "Those orgasms sound incredible."

"They are, girl," I said. "I'm telling you, Pubic Enhancement Surgery is gonna be huge."

"You gonna tell Amanda and Karishma?" Candy asked.

"I guess," I said. I hadn't really thought about how my operation would impact them, and I hoped they wouldn't be too jealous.

Well, jealous or not, I was about to realize that my college roommates would _not _consider my surgery welcome news.