Looking for Mark

-Oh fuck, I'm so horny.-

The old Backy would have never dared to say such a thing in public, but that person was gone now. She felt incredibly thirsty for sex, as her pussy was once more wet and ready to be penetrated; Becky put an hand inside her jeans and begun to touch herself, hoping to quell her desires.

"Don't worry, my child. You will soon get what you desire."

Yes, Mark. That beast of a boy would soon have the fuck of his life, and he would better last longer of their first time. Becky begun to moan erotically, thinking of his big cock violently fucking her ass. She dreamed of new ways of having sex, exiting positions and erotic toys.

"Oh God, what have I become?"

"What I told you. Doesn't it feel amazing?"

Becky wanted to say no, that she wished to be once more the dorky quiet girl of the past, but deep down she knew it wasn't true. The new transformation would help her embrace her new life, a life of pleasure without end or regret.

-Yes, it truly does. Let's find Mark.-

In the short journey from the park to Mark's house she noticed many men staring at her impressive new body. She could even feel their erections growing inside their pants and she had to suppress the urge to unzip them and suck their cocks.

"Not now, you're not a slut Becky"

She told that to herself several times, but she wasn't sure to truly believe it. When she finally arrived at Mark's house and knocked on the door, her jeans were completely wet and her whole skin was covered by a thin layer of sweat. She tried to think of what to tell him, maybe just apologize for detention or even try to clarify their relationship, but Becky's mind was completely filled with images of sex and depravity. She desperately needed the boy's dick between her legs, and her mind would tolerate no distractions.

-Hey, who's there? -

Mark opened the door, rumbling and muttering something in the mean time. His hair was messy, and it looked like he had been sleeping for the last hours. Mark had a troubled relation with his parents, and they often weren't home and had never cared too much about Mark's education, so Next was sure to find him alone.

-Becky? Is it you? What the fuck have you done to her face?-

Becky had forgotten the changes which occurred to her lips and eyes, but she was sure Mark soon wouldn't have minded too. She put a hand inside the door and quickly open ed it, gazing inside Mark's house.

-I thought we needed to speak after what has happened. You know... -

For a moment old Becky was back, together with the embarrassment caused by the situation. It was extremely strange for her, and she feared Mark's reaction: years of bullying by him came back to mind, and for a brief instant she was disgusted by what had happened.

Then, she saw Mark's erection growing inside his pants. He was wearing only his boxers and a t-shirt, making his hard muscles even more evident. His cock looked even bigger than last time...

-Wait what? You've caused me enough trouble already Becky! We've only had a quick fuck once, I was almost expelled! -

-Oh you're going to expell something else too, aren't you?-

She put a foot inside the door, slowly coming inside. She started caressing Mark's dick through his boxers, feeling every centimetre of it under her black nails. Mark's breath became slower, as his blood left concentrated in his pube.

-It is very cold outside. Why don't you let me in?-