Wake early

Having already slept earlier, you manage to wake up just an hour after the old man left. The semen was still warm on your thighs, with a decent amount stickily leaking out of your womanhood. A towel would be really useful right about now...

You reluctantly slide over to the side and get off the bed on shaky legs, maneuvering your way over to the bathroom and lowering yourself onto the cold toilet seat. It really couldn't get much worse than this... you begin feeling the previously deposited sex gunk in your belly shift around, until it began steadily leaking out of your abused slit. Splish, splash, more and more of it drips out of your freshly used cunt, filling the air with the ripe scent of sperm. You had never dreamed of even touching another man's cum, and now you had to watch it escaping your fertile little pussy. Oh how the tables turned...

When most of it had left your loins, you lowered a hand to your crotch and slid two fingers into your twat to get the diaphragm out and get it clean again. The surprise is huge when the thing you pull out looks like little more than the remnants of a latex ring, the dome that was supposed to cover your cervix had dissolved completely! Crap! That stupid rubbing **** really did a whole lot more damage than you thought possible...

You immediately grab the douche by the sink, fill it with a good amount of water and begin cleaning your cunt for nearly half an hour, constantly bursting more water into your sensitive lady bits until the only thing that dribbled out was clear, harmless water. That was WAY too close to getting preggers. Worse yet, that stupid latex device was the only birth control you had available!

Not good, not good at all! Taking a moment, you contemplate your options and realize that at this point, waiting it out was far too risky. You had to get out. After using some toilet paper to dry your vag, you move over to the apartment entrance and carefully open to door to peak outside. Just an empty stairway...

Did the bouncer forget about you? Are they changing shifts? Doesn't matter! There's still the problem that you're butt naked though... you quickly grab the blanket from your bed and swing it around yourself before finally leaving the place behind. With every step you take down the stairs, you feel a little more relief. Just a couple more hours and you're back to being a guy.

The first bitter realization comes when you open the final door downstairs, and a harsh cold wind greets you. No way... it was freezing! Still, you've got ****. Wrapped in nothing but a blanket, you step out and feel the cold snow under your feet. Brrrrr.....