Futanari Demigoddess 1-3 Bundle

by Hayden Archer

  I lay on my bed dumbfounded as she tossed her backpack over her shoulder and turned to the door. She was staring at that picture when she had the real thing sitting right here ready to go? What was wrong with her?

  She turned as she hit the door. "I'll be sure to let you know anything I find out," she said. And then a little smile played across her face. "And maybe we can have some more fun later?"

  I opened my mouth to tell her I was more than ready to have fun right now, but she was out the door before I could get anything out. I stared at the door as it slammed shut. Damn She was talking about having some fun later, and meanwhile I was ready to go right now and sitting here with what was probably my first real case of blue balls.

  Huh. So that's what that felt like.

  I threw myself down on my bed, careful to pull the covers over my naked body. It wouldn't do for Nicole to walk in and catch me like this.

  I stared at the underside of Nicole's bunkbed and wondered what had happened to me today. Why me? Why did I have that strange reaction to this medallion when presumably countless other people who'd handled it over the years didn't have any issue whatsoever? And was there any way to reverse it?

  As I lay there a wave of fatigue overtook me. It had been an exhausting day, not to mention the vigorous workout I just got with Stacy. Maybe it would be a good idea to try and get some rest even if it was just the middle of the day. I curled up on my bed, fluffed up my pillow, and closed my eyes, wondering as I dozed off to sleep if I would wake up and find this whole strange experience had just been a dream.

  If that was the case then it was one hell of a dream.

  2: Roommate's Shower Surprise

  Was it raining?

  I opened my eyes and blinked in the darkness. I looked over to my desk and flopped my hand around until it wrapped around my phone. I hit the button to turn it on it.

  Huh.

  I'd slept through the night. That was no small feat considering I ended up going to bed right after my little incident with Stacy in the middle of the afternoon.

  Oh God.

  The incident with Stacy.

  Surely that all was a dream. I mean it's not like I actually had some magical medallion… My hands clasped around the medallion. I moved my other hand down and felt a bulge in between my legs. A bulge that started to stir and take notice as my hand brushed across it.

  None of that had been a dream.

  I saw that I had a text. I swiped at the screen and a message from Stacy popped up.

  "Hey! Got some info that might be helpful. Will stop by later."

  I slammed my head against the pillow and briefly considered just stuffing the pillow over my face and holding it there until I didn't have to worry about this whole situation anymore. But no, that was being ridiculous. One way or another I'd figure out exactly what the hell was going on, and why I'd suddenly grown a cock between my legs where before there was a pussy that I enjoyed just fine thank you very much.

  I continued to trace idle strokes up and down my new cock with one finger. That actually felt really good. I mean I was no prude, I did have my vibrating pal that I probably wouldn't be getting much use out of going forward if this situation turned out to be permanent. But there was something about the newness, how different it felt running my finger along the shaft, that made me want to explore this new organ.

  Let's see, how did I do this with my boyfriends? Just form a fist, wrap it around as tight as possible, then jerk up and down really fast and the…

  Wow!

  Fuck!

  That hurt!

  Okay. Good lesson. Apparently getting one of these off wasn't as simple as jerking up and down until it started spurting. But I could do this. I loosened my grip and continued the up-and-down motion with my fist. Yeah, that felt better. That actually felt good.

  Damn good.

  I closed my eyes and pictured Stacy. Imagined it was her pussy wrapped around my cock rather than my fist. I thought of her under me, her tits bouncing and her nipples brushing against my tits. God that was an amazing experience. I really hoped she'd be up for a little fun after we finished going over whatever information she managed to find out about the damned medallion.

  I moved my fist faster, faster. God that was good. And this really wasn't fair. Why should guys get to have all this fun with just their fists when I had to break out the vibrator?

  I humped the air with my hips, my fist moving faster and faster as I felt a tingle starting in the base of my cock. Almost there. Almost there.

  Almost…

  The sound of the bathroom door opening sent me into a panic. I ripped my hand away from my cock and rolled to the side facing the door so that it looked like I was sleeping. I opened my eyelids slightly so that I could get a good view of the room, but tried my best to breathe deeply and look like I was asleep.

  The sound of rain grew louder as the door opened wide and light spilled into the room. Of course. Nikki must be getting ready for a shower. It always drove me nuts the way she turned on the water a good ten minutes before she actually stepped into the shower. It meant the water was freezing by the time I got in there if I was unlucky enough to take a shower after her.

  Only at that moment I didn't care about Nikki wasting the warm water. I was more interested in seeing Nikki.

  It's really weird. I'd always known objectively Nikki was an attractive woman. She was on the college cheer squad with me and she never hurt for boyfriends. Or girlfriends, if her story about practicing kissing back in high school was to be believed. She had the same type of body I did with perhaps slightly larger breasts that nicely complemented her petite frame.

  But by far the most ringing endorsement of just how hot she was, and I'm just telling the truth here and not at all trying to sound egotistical, was that she ran in the same circles I did and competed for the same guys. I don't know what it was, I can't explain it really. Maybe I was just born lucky. But for whatever reason, guys always threw themselves at me.

  I smiled. With this most recent development, and the little experiment I had with Stacy I suppose I could say girls threw themselves at me as well.

  It was just a gift I'd always had. Something that I didn't think much of before. Though now with all this medallion business I was starting to reevaluate some things that I'd taken for granted all these years. Things like exactly why I always had it so easy with the opposite sex. Was it because I was hot, or was there something else at work there as well?

  But all of that introspection bullshit could wait until later. For now I wanted to catch a glimpse of Nikki. If my cock was hard before when I was stroking it that was nothing compared to the insistent pulsing between my legs as I thought about my roommate and friend stepping out of that bathroom wearing practically nothing.

  I shifted so I'd have a good angle looking at the bathroom without arousing any suspicion. Hopefully it looked like I was just asleep. Look asleep. Act asleep. Be asleep. Well, don't be asleep. Then I'd miss the show. Speaking of. A shadow fell across the light.

  My mouth fell open and I suppressed a gasp when Nikki walked into the room.

  Holy shit.

  If these were the kind of feelings guys felt when they got a look at me then I suddenly understood why they could be so annoying in their attempts to get a date. Or more. Nikki was fucking hot. Sure Stacy was attractive in her own way, but there was just something about Nikki's girl next door looks combined with her model features that took my breath away. And apparently it was also taking my blood away and concentrating it in one area.

  Nikki stepped out of the bathroom wearing her traditional pajamas: a pair of short shorts emblazoned with the University mascot across the ass and a silk tank top. It looked like she wasn't wearing a bra from the way her nipples strained against the silk. God I wanted to lay on top of her and run my tongue over those tits. I'd seen them a hundred times before in our room or down at the stadium changing room, but never before had they inspired this kind of burning desire deep within me.<
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  The way her tanned legs ran up to shorts that looked like they were painted on. The curve of her ass in those shorts. The way the tank top clung to her body. Her nipples straining against her top. Her hair falling across her shoulders. I wondered what she smelled like. I wondered what she tasted like.

  I wondered what the hell was wrong with me. This was my roommate and one of my best friends. This was my colleague on the cheerleading squad.

  And I had to have her. After the incident with Stacy yesterday I was willing to admit that I had no control since I put on the medallion.

  But if I thought I was getting a show when she was standing in her pajamas that was nothing compared to the heart stopping display a moment later as she reached down and pulled up her tank top in one swift fluid motion.

  No, she definitely wasn't wearing a bra. It was odd the things that I noticed now that I was looking at her in this completely new light. The way the material of her tank top ran against her stomach, the way I wished it was my hands, my tongue running against that flat stomach. Her tits bouncing ever so slightly as she pulled the tank top over her head, and then coming to a halt only to start jiggling again as she moved around the room.

  Like I said, I'd seen her naked a hundred times before. But it was so magical watching her now. I felt as though I was going to shoot my load all over my sheets just from watching her, just from drinking in the sight of those beautiful tits that defied gravity and ended in those sweet pink points.

  Her hands went to the waistband of her shorts and her ass shuffled from side to side in a most delightful way that also had the added wonderful side effect of causing her tits to jiggle once again. How could I have never noticed how amazing that sight was before? It was sitting right in front of me all this time and I just ignored it.

  Nikki slipped her shorts down and stepped out of them. She still had her panties on, but I figured she'd probably take those off in the bathroom. I saw her glance over to me and my suspicions were confirmed. Nikki could be weird about some things, like getting completely naked in front of her roommate. As far as I could tell she didn't have that same problem with the other girls on the squad, but she turned into a shrinking violet whenever I was in the room. Which was really weird considering we lived together and I figured she'd be well over any shyness by now.

  But the shyness was still there. Even when I was asleep.

  Inside my head I screamed at her, willed her to remove her panties. I was on fire. I felt the same warmth I'd felt earlier with Stacy. And then some of that warmth seemed to leave me, just like it had with Stacy, and fly across the room to Nikki. I don't know how else to explain it. It sounds stupid even as I'm sitting here thinking it but that's the only way I can describe what happened.

  Nikki stumbled as I felt that warmth hit her, her eyes half lidded and her mouth hanging open slack-jawed. She swayed forward and back for a moment as though she'd had a little too much to drink. Then, holy shit yes! She reached down to grab the edge of her panties and started to pull down.

  Her panties slid down revealing the gentle curve of her ass. She turned and I got my first view of her pussy. Well, not my first view, but the first view where I was appreciating it from the perspective of the monster between my legs. I wished I could reach out and stroke it, but that might be too obvious. It was dark in the room, but not so dark in that she wouldn't catch motion like that.

  Better safe than freaking her out.

  My God it did she look amazing. I wanted to pull her into bed with me and have my way with her right there, but I had no way of knowing how she would react. Sure Stacy had been more than appreciative, but for all I knew revealing myself to Nikki would just result in a call to the campus police and a trip to some government lab where they poked and prodded me and tried to figure out how I grew that monster between my legs.

  No. Better to keep quiet for now. Easier said than done considering how overwhelmingly insistent my desire for my sexy cheerleader roommate was.

  Nikki looked down to her panties bunched up on the floor next to her pants and shook her head. She put a hand to her forehead and frowned. Then she picked up her underwear and shorts, tossed them in her laundry hamper, and moved to the bathroom closing the door behind her. Darkness returned to the room as the door shut.

  I listened for a moment, the silence broken only by my heavy breathing and the sound of the shower on the other side of the door, but I didn't hear the lock click.

  My hands were back on my cock the instant the door shut. The urge was so great. The feeling was so intense. The confused emotions roiling through my head were so incredible. I formed my hand into a fist and started jerking.

  In no time that familiar tingle started again. Only this time it was Nikki who was the main star running through my head. Imagining those tits hanging over me bouncing back and forth as I thrust into her body. Imagining that body under me. Thinking of how wonderful it felt when I was sliding my cock home inside Stacy, and then imagining how that would feel sliding into my hot little roommates tight pussy. The tingle grew stronger and stronger.

  I stopped.

  Now that was a weird sensation. My cock twitched in my hand trying to blow its load, but nothing came out. I'd pushed myself to the very edge and then stopped just in time to prevent the final explosion. Not that my cock wasn't trying with the way it was jerking in my hand trying desperately to throw itself over that delicious edge.

  Then again I don't know why that surprised me so much. How many times had I been with a guy the pulled the same thing with me, leaving me just on the edge as he finished? The urge to wrap my hands around my cock and finish it off was overwhelming. I wanted to reach down there and finish more than I could have ever imagined, but I stopped.

  That warm feeling.

  That was the same feeling I got with Stacy. Now that I thought back on it, it was the same feeling I got with just about every guy I'd ever been with. In the past I always figured that was just how I felt when I got aroused, but the thing with Stacy and then again this morning with Nikki had me thinking there might be something more to it. It wasn't the medallion, or at least it wasn't all the medallion since this was something that had always happened to me, but the medallion's little trick and my sudden interest in the fairer sex made it obvious that something was going on.

  It turned on Stacy the night before. It seemed to make Nikki reconsider her decision to go back into the bathroom to complete undressing.

  Did I even have any power, or was it my imagination? What else could I do with this power if it was real?

  I knew what I wanted to do. My cock twitched at the thought.

  I sat up and tossed the sheets aside in. I still wore nothing underneath. Apparently I was so far gone after passing out that I hadn't even gotten up in a sleepy haze and tried to put on some clothes. And Stacy must have left right away without helping me get anything on.

  I padded over to the bathroom and stopped. The light from the bathroom spilled out from the crack under the door onto my feet. I heard the shower door open and slam shut. The sound of the shower changed as the water hit Nikki's body. I close my eyes and pressed against the door imagining that water running down her body. Imagining the feel of her body. Wishing that I could run my hands up and down that perfect body.

  I reached down and turned the door handle. As quietly as I could manage, though I doubt she could hear anything over the sound of the shower anyways, I pulled the door open and stepped inside.

  The dorms were set up so that two dorm rooms shared a bathroom. One bathroom between four girls. Nikki and I had long ago come to an understanding with the girls on the other side that we wouldn't lock the door under any circumstances. That little détente between the four of us meant we could still use the bathroom when someone was in the shower, or use the sink to get ready in the morning. It was a delicate dance that definitely took some getting used to at first, but now we had the routine down.

  I went over to the door to the other dorm room and click the
lock shut. Something told me the girls in there wouldn't understand if they walked in on me and Nikki in a few minutes. If it annoyed them then so be it. Better them annoyed than running screaming telling the world about the new developments between my legs.

  "Valerie?"

  "Yeah, it's me," I said.

  "Just checking," Nikki said. "I didn't think you were awake."

  I paused for a moment to enjoy the sight of Nikki's body moving back and forth as she showered. The shower door was opaque, made of some material that refracted the light in a way that made Nikki a sexy blur.

  I licked my lips, reached out, and pulled the door open.

  Warmth pulsed through my body in time with the pulsing in my cock. Nikki whirled around and smiled, not looking down. Good. I smiled back and stepped into the shower.

  The smile turned to a confused frown. "Valerie?"

  The shower space wasn't huge, this was a college dorm we were talking about after all, but it wasn't exactly small either. There was more than enough space for the two of us to stand side-by-side without touching. But I bridged that gap very quickly.

  "Valerie," Nikki smiled again, still unsure of herself. "What are you doing?"

  "Conserving water."

  There were a couple of girls on the squad who we were pretty sure were a little more than friends. Not that there's anything wrong with that. More power to them. But their thing was taking showers together and the excuse was always "conserving water." It had become a running joke on the squad. A joke that I was very serious about now.

  "Valerie, I…"

  I didn't give Nikki time to finish. I leaned in and pressed my lips against hers. I kept my eyes open and so I saw her own eyes widen in shock as our lips met. The warmth I felt was overpowering, and I pushed it out into Nikki. Nikki's lips pressed back against mine slightly, but as soon as that warmth pressed out I saw her eyes close, her mouth opened slightly, and her tongue flicked out against my lips as she moaned.

  Nikki pulled back and looked into my eyes, her own eyes darting back and forth. Searching.