Helpful Roommate (FPOV)
I wokd up with my roommate sliding his cock between the weird mounds thta had grown on my chest... "What… why are you rubbing your cock on the swelling on my chest?"
“Umm… It’s testosterone… yeah… that’s it… you know… to help balance yours since the accident…”
“Oh.. Okay.. I thought that’s what the pills were for… it’s so hard to think sometimes…”
“The pills help you relax… you truist me don’t you?”
“Oh yes! You’re being so good to me… I don’t know why my body keeps… changing! I don’t even recognize myself in the mirror anymore!”
“Just keep taking the pills… and using that nail polish… Oh, and I got you some bras…”
“Bras? But… isn’t the swelling going to go down?”
“Just until it does go down… oh, and, it will be easier if I called you Tiffany… it just suits you better… ”
“Will that help me get back to normal?”
“No… but {mmmmnng} it’ll help me cum!”