I take off my blanket without opening my eyes, the sound of my fan and the feeling of sweat mixes uncomfortably on my body. I feel some resistance on my chest as I push off the fuzzy sheet. The tips off my chest feel sensitive as it rubs against me, just enough to make me jump at the unexpected sensation. I open my eyes, and look down to see two large breasts attached to my chest. At first I think I'm dreaming, but as I begin to touch them I am quickly hit by reality. They are real. Excitement races through my body and I stand abruptly out of my sheets. I stare into my mirror, my chest protruding strangely from my torso. They are rather large, I'm not well versed with women's anatomy, but I believe them to be around a D cup. I move up and down, watching them bounce in the glass. I stumble a little, trying to get used to the extra weight attached to me. A more "sinister" thought crosses my mind, and I begin to reach down into my pants. Sure enough, a wet sensation mixed with pleasure spills across my body as I feel around the new hole. I shudder with anticipation and I sit back down onto my bed. I grab my phone, and notice a text from my boyfriend. I had forgotten he promised to come over this morning, and I begin to panic. I hear a hardy knock on the door, and my head starts spinning. What will he think? The door opens, and I suddenly regret giving him the key to my house. I take a deep breath, and listen to his footsteps coming towards my room. Thud. Thud. Thud. They slowly get louder as he approaches, Thud, Thud, THUD. Finally, the sound of the door knob opening enters my ears. He opens the door with a swing, and the room falls silent. We stare awkwardly, unable to break the strange tension.
Like a taught string being cut, his quiet words rip through the quiet room. "Amber, what happened?"
A sick feeling wells up in my stomach, and he sits next to me. "I'm not sure, I just woke up like this way?" I tell him, I doubt he will believe me. He stares at me with awe, and puts his hand on my breast, testing its reality. I let out a small whimper, still not used to the sensitive feeling. He retreats his hand with a small sorry, and stares me deep in the eye.
"Is it... like that down there too?" He asks, pointing towards my crotch. I know my head, and look away shyly
"I'm sorry, I know you wanted to date a guy..."
"No, you look really pretty," he puts his hand on my thigh, and continues speaking, "and hey, we can even 'mess around' some if you get what I mean?" He winks at me, and I go along with his little plan. He slowly lifts my shirt off, and it catches on the underside of my newfound tits. He pulls it off, and they bounce as he does. I look down towards his shorts, noticing a growing tent inside his pants. I reach down, rubbing the tip of his member. I feel a wet sensation down in my nether regions, and he pulls his hand down into my own pants. His finger protrudes into my wet hole, and I hold back my moan. My eyes roll back into my head, and he slowly lays me down onto the bed. He takes off his clothes, dick practically staring at me. He rubs it slowly across the outside of my pussy, the secretion only increasing in magnitude.
"Put it in, please." I say to him, my mind overtaken by lust. I feel sweat drip down my erect nipple, and the sensation of his tongue licking it off makes me feel as though I am flying. He carefully pushes the tip inside, then the rest. Each rib inside my vagina quivers around his shaft. I feel his cock twitching inside my, sending a pleasant chill down my arching spine.
He begins to thrust, and starts whispering sensually in my ear, "your such a pretty girl, Amber." Each thrust sends me through heaven, like a Angel rubbing my body all over. He speeds up, and I stare into his well toned chest. His abs have never looked more appealing, and his nipples are hard like rocks. I reach out my hand, and he intertwines his fingers with mine. He gives me a soft smile, and his thrusts become more planned and soft. He makes friction perfectly inside me, his hard cock mixing with my vagina like coffee and milk in the cold brilliant winter. He leans down, pressing his soft lips against mine. He pushes his tongue into my mouth, tangling his appendage with mine. His eyes shut, and I close my own. I feel soft like a candle at night, his beauty glowing like the sun. Just as I wish the moment would last forever, he whispers in my ear once more.
"I'm getting close, I'll pull out soon Amber." I let out a moan as he thrusts deep inside me, rolling my eyes back again. After a few more deep pushes, he slides slowly out of me and slumps down next to me. I watch him as he stroked his now wet jumper to cock. The liquid makes it shine in the dim light, I hold my breathe to stop myself from whimpering. He lets out a hefty breath, and whimpers as his cock shoots white ropes all over his chest. He leans over, and gives me another deep kiss as he pulls me in to cuddle.
