Making The Grade

"I-I mean, SERIOUSLY?! LOOK!" Bailey shouted, pointing at her phone screen. "Who LOSES credit for being early to class?!"

"...Wow." Ayden sighed, caressing Bailey's thigh as he pretended to stare at his girlfriend's phone. "Not to be that guy, but... why not just show up like, on time instead?"

"You REALLY think Kim's not gonna find something else to find wrong?! God, you know that test last week? Gave me a FORTY because 'blank ink is in poor taste' AFTER last time! Can't use a pencil, can't use a pen, lemme guess, I gotta prick my fucking finger and write with blood?!" Bailey shouted, her face red from her frustration. "I cannot WAIT to be done with this shit!"

"...Want me to talk to your professor or... something?" Ayden asked, gulping as Bailey snapped her head towards him.

"Babe, I..." Bailey started, her tone harsh. Upon seeing her boyfriend's face, however, she paused, took a deep breath, and tried to relax. Slightly. "Look, I just..." Bailey sighed, averting her eyes. "Kim'll start rumors the second you close the door behind you. Doesn't matter if it's her, the professor... the janitor, honestly."

"And?"

"Ayden. You really want a rumor to start about you... doing something to some poor, defenseless, helpless woman behind closed doors?" Bailey sighed, rolling her eyes as Ayden's expression didn't change in the slightest. "She'll say you her. Or both of them, knowing her."

"Oh." Ayden mumbled, biting his upper lip. "Yeah, that's... not great."

"No shit." Bailey sighed, flopping her head back on the pillow. Covering her gray eyes with her forearm, she finally noticed her boyfriend's hand. "Babe, what are you doing?"

"...Rubbing your thigh."

"Not in the mood."

"Maybe Kim-" Ayden started, immediately stopping when Bailey's glare peeked out from beneath her forearm. "Joking. Joking. Babe, I'm joking." Ayden insisted, a single bead of sweat rolling down his forehead. "C'mon, it's been a few days..."

"..."

"Pleeeeease? Babe, I-"

"I JUST got off my period." Bailey grumbled, sighing as Ayden started running his lips up her arm, showering it in short, little kisses. "Fine. I... I guess I did kinda appreciate those massages..."

"And you said Massage 1001 was a stupid class!" Ayden snickered, snaking his hand between Bailey's soft thighs. "Prof said they helped with cramps and... WHAT did you say after the first 'demonstration' on you?"

"...They did." Bailey admitted, blindly reaching over to her nightstand with one arm as Ayden's lips ran up her other. As Ayden's fingers brushed against her entrance, Bailey flinched slightly, shooting Ayden a look as she grasped the golden square sitting atop the nightstand. As she brought it over, Bailey glanced over and double-checked the nightstand, sighing as she did. "Last one."

"Last... oh. I'll buy more tomorrow." Ayden muttered, his dick twitching as Bailey expertly tore open the golden wrapper with her teeth. The twitching intensified as Bailey immediately popped the latex treasure into her mouth. "Babe, I LOVE when-"

"Mmmng mn!" Bailey mumbled, sliding down the bed. Rolling atop Ayden, Bailey couldn't stop the cloud of arousal from making her head spin, the scent of her man's rod activating her neurons. As she brought her head down, latex in mouth, Ayden couldn't stop himself from running his tongue over Bailey's opening, his eyes locked on to her twitching exit nearby. Bailey had to breathe through her nose, resisting every urge to moan, as her tongue coiled around the ribbed latex she was forcing around Ayden's shaft. Finally, after getting it "good enough", Bailey raised her head, just as Ayden's tongue darted, deeply licking the wrong hole. Entirely on purpose, of course. "Ah... AYDEN!" Bailey moaned, her body jittery.

"You KNOW I can't help myself around this!" Ayden laughed, molding Bailey's pale cheeks with glee, making sure to "accidentally" slip a finger or two in her recently licked exit. Bailey, despite the rough moans she was unconsciously emitting, puffed up her cheeks and pulled her lower half away, earning a whine from Ayden. Soon enough though, Bailey was lowering herself on Ayden's erect member, her satisfied face looking down at Ayden.

"Mmm... Ayden..." Bailey murmured, her pussy throbbing as it became the sheath for Ayden's manly blade. A shiver ran up her body, forcing her hands to ever so slightly grip the chest they rested on. Her face became flush as she started, unconsciously, bobbing her hips up and down, Ayden's firm grip on her glorious ass assisting her movements. Sweat started forming on her face, her eyes closing shut and fluttering. As she started getting comfortable in her groove, however, Ayden switched things up, roughly fingering Bailey's anus as he started furiously thrusting upwards. "HHNNG?!" Bailey grunted, her body tensing up as her teeth dug into her bottom lip.

As much as Ayden wanted to make a snarky comment, he couldn't muster more than a moan, his back arching as he slammed into his limit. His eyes rolling back into his head, Ayden's dick strained against its latex container, filling it with a thick, roapy load. Bailey, at her own limit, fell onto Ayden's chest, panting and murmuring anything but words as Ayden's member twitched inside her.

"Babe..." Ayden finally managed to pant, spurred on by a kiss on the neck. "That was amazing..."

"Mmm..." Bailey murmured, her heart racing as she basked in the skinship she was experiencing.

"...That was the last condom, right?"

"Mmmhmm."

"Any chance-"

"No."

"Please?"

"No, Ayden."

"I'll give you a massage."

"...Fine. Just... gimme a sec." Bailey sighed, shuddering as she slid her hips up and to the side. As Ayden started rubbing her ass, Bailey let out another sigh, kissing his neck and half-heartedly sucking. "Massage first." Bailey demanded, earning a quiet grunt from Ayden. "No oil this time."

"Alright. Only 'cause I love you." Ayden sighed, his hands rising to the back of Bailey's head and slowing rubbing it. Ayden continued, for more than a few minutes, enjoying Bailey's proximity as well. Eventually though, after a long kiss, Bailey rested her head on her arms, an eager grin on her face as Ayden sat on the back of her knees, rubbing his hands together, eager to get the massage over with and get to the main event.

"OooooOoooOOOOO..." Bailey moaned, her hips rising from the bed as Ayden firmly pressed his hands against her shoulders. "R-Right THEEErrrrrre..."

"Jeez, Kim's making you stress that much?" Ayden sighed, firmly rubbing and forcing his knuckles down, his still-erect cock twitching whenever Bailey would moan or squeak cutely. As he reached the base of Bailey's spine, however, Ayden had to blink. Repeatedly. "...The fuck?" Ayden whispered, gulping as his fingers seemed to... sink into Bailey. Instead of the expected resistance, being skin and all, it... it felt like it was closer to pudding. But whenever Ayden would sharply pull his hand back, the little "divots" on Bailey's body would snap back into place, as if nothing had happened.

"Ayden?" Bailey asked, her face flush.

"Y-Yeah?" Ayden stammered, unsure if he was hallucinations.

"Don't stop, it... it feels fucking incredible. Whatever you're doing differently, don't... don't stop." Bailey mumbled, biting down on her forearm to suppress a moan as Ayden touched her lower back once more.

"...G-Good. It's... it's a new tech." Ayden lied, continuing the massage despite the oddity. However much he tried, however, he could truly get his mind off it. Bailey's back, shoulders, arms, legs, thighs, even the bottom of her foot, they all... had the oddity. And Bailey, if her moans and occasional sashaying of her hips, begging for attention in her throbbing womanhood, were any indication, this massage was magical in more than one way. "Babe, there's... there's a finale to this." Ayden mumbled, his eyes wide as he stretched and pulled on Bailey's ass, watching it stretch and snap into place as if it was made of bungee cord.

"Huh? Oh, okay..." Bailey murmured, her mind hazy from the supernatural pleasure Ayden was showering her with.

Gulping, Ayden pushed a finger into Bailey's anus. Immediately, he realized that this too was affected. Tight. Hot. That's how it should've been. But it wasn't. There was a shocking lack of resistance instead. And... something akin to suction? Not physically, but... mentally? Spiritually? Ayden wasn't sure how to label it, but listened regardless. A second finger. A third. An entire hand. Bailey displayed no new response, no indication of awareness other than some loud panting. Up the elbow. Ayden was appalled. Not only for Bailey's non-response, but... her biology. Ayden was, by no means, a biology expert. But... there was nothing. Something that was confirmed when Ayden's shoulder stretched inside. Instead of the organs or something Ayden expected, there was nothing. Curiosity overtaking him, Ayden thrust his other hand in as well, spreading Bailey's rear exit open as wide as he could, watching the odd, elastic properties he hoped for.

Bailey didn't react.

Ayden sincerely thought about stopping. Or making a joke about shining a light in, going spelunking or something along those lines. But... that odd pulling sensation overtook him, crushing any resistance he had prior. He dove in, earning a series of confused grunts and moans as his shoulders slipped inside. Ayden was in complete darkness, surging forward relentlessly, the thought that he'd somehow taken LSD an ever-present one. As his last toe slipped inside, Ayden felt an odd urge. An urge he immediately listened to.

Outside, Bailey was undergoing her own confusion. She felt ecstatic, her entire body tingling from a combination of orgasm and... something else she couldn't quite place. Stranger than that, however, was the sounds her stomach was making. Churning, groaning, even quiet squeaks. Yet... Bailey didn't feel like questioning it, some odd urge compelling her to relax. To make her not care as a lump surged down her arm, flexing and stretching the flesh around it. To not question it as three other lumps did the same to her other arm, her two legs. To do nothing but smile as a bulge, more defined and larger than the rest, writhed up her neck, making her cough and sputter. To not question where Ayden went as her mind went dark.

Ayden blinked several times, blinded by the sudden light. He smacked his lips together, scrunching his face up at the... odd sensations caressing his body. Ayden was at a loss for words, frankly. One moment he was forcing himself into some sort of suit, the next he's... laying in bed, face-down? Then, it hit him. Ayden shot up, his eyes wide. He reached up to the blonde strands of hair in front of his eyes. He stared at his hands, mouth agape at their foreign, yet intimately familiar form. Unlocking Bailey's phone, with her fingerprint, sent his head spinning. The result when he turned the camera on earned a scream. A scream that was high pitched, in a voice that wasn't his own...