Too Much of a Good Thing

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    Too Much of a Good Thing:

    The moment Nick's vision adjusted to the foreign kitchen he stood in, he knew that his spell had worked. Long white hair flowed over his shoulder, giant, meaty orbs hung from his chest, and his panty-clad crotch was smoothly flat. Despite the absurdity of the situation, his spell had actually worked. No longer was he a college student lusting perving through the windows on his hot neighbor. Now, he was his neighbor: Mrs. Mason. Only one thing remained to do, but the kitchen was hardly ideal for it. No, it had to be done in the bedroom.
    After stripping out of his clothes, Nick squeezed his new tits as if they were dough. Tracing his curves down all the way to his now smooth crotch, he began to tease his newly acquired vagina. It was wet and warm. Nick had never experienced himself as a woman before, let alone masturbating as one, so he attempted to replicate what he had seen in porn. The women in these raunchy videos had always inserted something inside their pussies, but using Mrs. Mason's slender finger simply didn't cut it.    Eventually, he discovered the pleasure of his clit. He gently rubbed it, letting waves of bliss softly wash over him. Faster, harder, Nick's pussy reacted as if on fire. Suddenly he was overcome with an orgasm so powerful that his body could not contain it. He came hard and loved every second of it.
    Nick came and came some more in a crescendo of pleasure. One orgasm after the after turned time into a wet and sloppy mess, but Nick didn't care. He wanted to feel himself come again and again until there was nothing left within him except for pure satisfaction. Masturbation soon became an addiction for Nick as he lost himself deep within Mrs. Mason's body, forgetting about the reality around him.
    Just then, Mrs. Mason's husband entered the room where Nick lay spread-legged on their shared bed. It was too late to cover up. Mr. Mason loosened his tie and slowly unbuttoned his shirt. A large smirk spread on his face, filling Nick with a tightness between his legs. Whether Nick was ready for an intimate time with Mr. Mason didn't matter. After all, the hardworking husband's lustful eyes hungered for his wife's loving.