The minutes ticked by, your hands moved up and down your shaft as fast as you could, milking out every last trace of pleasure you could. The sensation was just *so* concentrated down there.
"Oh god, how does it feel this good?" You moaned as you stumbled to the toilet bowl.
Since you were not in the least bit paying attention at this point, you couldn't hear the snickering just outside the door, which was abruptly cut off by the sound of running feet.
However, the shout coming from the stairs was enough to snap you out of your pre-orgasmic haze. You looked down at your crotch in mild horror.
Oh god, what was I doing!? Your hand retracted from your new penis as if it were on fire.
You frantically looked around the bathroom. You weren't sure how it happened, but your clothes were pooled on the floor, just by the door. All you had on right now was your bra. And, wait, where were your panties? You were about to rush over to get them when-
"Emmy, what is taking so long?" Rebecca said, just outside the door.
"Oh, um, nothing really." You replied nervously.
"No one needs that much time in the bathroom."
You were now really starting to seriously regret not blowing your load when you could, your rod and balls ached so badly, and it was covered in pre. It was seriously distracting bordering on painful.
"Err, I'm just peeing... and its taking a long time." You made a move for your clothes.
And that was when Rebecca chose to open the door, "Oh, come on Emmy I-Wah!"
Your practically naked body slammed into Rebecca's body, and you both tumbled into a heap at the door.
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