This choice: Mark and Anita have fun, and add a few changes! • Go Back...Chapter #37The start of a game between them... by: Wokod   "That's it. Why, do you have any idea you'd like to try?" grinned Mark.
"Right now? Just one.to celebrate this new, perfect situation."
Anita opened her hand. And Mark hesitated for a second, before he eventually gave her the dictaphone. She winked at him :
"Your parents are out of town for the night, so we have the house just for us. And you and I are going to have big orgasm after big orgasm tonight!"
Both of them felt a tingle in their erogenous zones, but weren't sure it was caused by the dictaphone or by how arousing all this was. Anita threw the dictaphone on a pillow, as she jumped on Mark for a kiss he was too happy to return, hands over her big breasts, and soon, the two of them were having sex, again and again, barely able to stop despite the tremendous orgasms they were getting. Mark felt like he could go at it constantly, and the only reason they had to stop was exhaustion, and it happened only late in the night.
"That was... amazing!" Anita said, catching her breath while resting on her back in Mark's bed.
"Same. Crazy. We'll have to do it again. Definitely." Mark approved, panting.
"Using the dictaphone on us? Yes, sure. And I'm sure you have some nice ideas for me too... surprise me!"
She kissed him and soon, they both fell asleep.
* * *
Anita slowly opened her eyes. She checked the alarm clock... and realized she was still at Mark's house. Right. they had fun all night long. She was still tired, but she didn't regret it at all. It had been a crazy night, with the boy she loved. She searched for her phone and extended her arm...
Before she squeaked in surprise.
She jumped out of the bed and quickly checked : Mark was gone. But right now, she had a more pressing matter. She ran to the bathroom, and checked herself in the mirror. She hadn't dreamed.
She was ginger than ever.
She used to be a redhead, but this was a brand new level. Her entire body was covered with freckles, and if her hair were more orange than red before, now, she had what she would call "flame hair" : fire red at the top, fiery yellow at the end. And this wasn't a coloration: it was 100% natural, or so said the color of her pubic hair. She blinked at her much greener eyes, and eventually, called :
"Maaaaaark!"
She ran to the kitchen and found, indeed, Mark preparing breakfast with a big smile as the braless girl with just a shirt on not hiding her hard nipples moving with each step.
"Morning, Anita!" he smiled, half-laughing.
"Mark, what did you do?" she asked, not really pissed off, mostly curious, a strand of hair in her hand.
"You said I could surprise you so... last night you fell asleep first. And you looked hot. I wondered how you'd like to be even hotter, and since I like redheads so much... I recorded you were the reddest redhead I ever saw. And here you are! Don't you agree you're hotter?"
Anita thought about it. She had been surprised at first but... indeed. The freckles, the natural amazing hair color... and her big green eyes. Yes, it was an amazing improvement. She just never thought about it.
"Okay. You surprised me. And I'm hotter. Nice one. I expected you to give me bigger breasts or something." she confessed.
"Who says I'm not going to grow them?" Mark smirked.
"Stop arousing me!"
"Wouldn't be a surprise if I just started with this. Anyway, try this new look today, and if you don't like it, tonight, I'll erase this change." Mark offered.
"I don't see why I wouldn't like it... I mean, girls would pay hundred of dollars for a hair color like this! And the freckles look good on my big boobs."
"Wanna show me?"
She pouted "Tonight, Mister!" as she slapped one adventurous hand away.
Still, they had to get ready, and Mark managed to get a few gropes of his awesome girlfriend before they left to school. And there, Anita, couldn't help but admit Mark had given her a nice present.
More people were staring at her. With her incredible hair color, even in a crowd, you could spot her easily. And the freckles everywhere? It was kind of cute... and sexy at once. She spotted a few pictures from last year, and giggled as tiny Sammy had red hair then. A coloration, of course, and she didn't keep it for long, but even with this, she didn't look as good as Anita. Now, not spotting her was hard, She was even hotter. Sexier. More popular. And she heard several times people wondering if she was also "Flame colored down there".
She was. But only Mark deserved to know.
She spent some time with Sammy, and grinned as the girl acted like everything had always been that way. Anita managed to bring the topic on what Sammy thought of her appearance.
"What? You're super hot!" Sammy said "You know I'd kill to have your looks..." the girl added, patting her flat chest.
"What, you'd like bigger breasts?" Anita asked, giggling.
"Why, of course!" Sammy said "I'm flat and all, who wouldn't?"
"Don't worry... being flat as many pros, and first of all, you can run without bouncing all over the place You don't need big boobs to be attractive. Unlike me!"
"No, you don't need them either, come on, you're way hotter than me anyway and..."
Anita just enjoyed listening to Sammy telling her how hot she was, and also, how jealous the flat Sammy confessed to be. Who wanted big breasts now? At some point, Sammy even started talking about Mark.
"I mean, no disrespect and all, but are you dating Mark?" Sammy asked.
"Why would you ask?" Anita frowned.
"Because... he's cool, and cute, and nice... while you're so popular you can get any guy, so I was wondering..."
"I agree Mark has a lot of qualities." Anita said "And we've spent some time together lately but... don't worry Sammy, I'm sure you'll meet a nice guy. Trust me."
Sammy looked really sad at the idea she had been right about Anita and Mark. But Anita sounded strangely confident when she said she'd meet a nice guy into her. She was a good friend, Sammy was glad Anita was so nice to her, even if she was obviously starting to date Mark.
That evening, they had to go to Anita's house to find a few free hours to have sex. And between sessions, Anita couldn't stop telling everything Sammy told her today. Eventually, Mark asked :
"Did she speak about me?"
"What? No." lied Anita, now too glad she had Mark to give him any chance to change his mind and return to Sammy.
"Oh. Okay." Mark said, a bit disappointed.
Did he still have feelings about Sammy? Anita hoped not.
"Anyway, about the change you did to me..." Anita went on.
"Being the champion of all the redheads?" Mark grinned.
"Yes, this one."
"So... is it a "I keep" or a "I give"?" Mark asked.
"I keep." Anita smiled "I'm hot, so it's just logical I look hotter than a flame!"
She kissed him and this time, allowed his hands to eventually go under her shirt, and lifted it up to give him a good look at her freckled chest. Mark stared for a second before he kissed it, and she pressed her breasts against him to make sure he could enjoy it fully. Mark started to take off his trousers, but Anita stopped him.
"Not yet. My parents might come home anytime."
"Wanna use the dictaphone?" Mark offered.
"Sure. But we'll need another option than rewriting our parents schedules everytime we want to see each other!"
A quick change, and suddenly, Anita's parents had won a free dinner and night in a palace downtown. Leaving Anita and Mark to fucking again and again in every room of the house, Anita's parents bed included of course.
When they were once again exhausted, they fell asleep. But this time, Anita was the last to close her eyes. As once Mark was asleep, she took the dictaphone with a smile.
"My turn..." she smiled, staring down at her boyfriend...
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