Rachel's Wish (Paid Post #4 of 4)

“It's just a pair of underwear,” Rachel said, “no way they could actually be magical. No way they actually made Marci as hot as they are.” Marci was a gorgeous hot blond with perfectly rounded tits and a really tight fit body. She had a body and a personality men craved, and Rachel was just tired of being single.

Rachel had ordered the undies online, the shop Marci said they had come from, but it just looked like a normal pair of undies. She slipped them on under a flowing skirt. She walked up to a summery window  and looked out onto the landscape. She saw people out in the park. She placed her hand on the window and said, “I wish I had a body like Marci's,” She didn't actually hear a fizzle pop as if she started up a machine that didn't want to start, but she felt it, like a rising excitement that just flopped. “Ugh! I knew these panties were a laugh” She pounded a fist on the window, she saw a very attractive man jog by, it was obvious from the movement in his shorts that he wasn't wearing any underwear either. She bit her lip and felt sweat build on her brow. She didn't know why exactly, maybe it was the panties, maybe it was the guy, maybe it was cause she was hoping for something she knew wouldn't happen, but Rachel was horny. Hornier than she'd ever been before. She pounded a fist again and said, “Fuck! I wish I just had some god damn cock!”

Suddenly that feeling she had before, where the machine popped and fizzled in her head, it sprung to life, It felt like her pelvis was getting squeezed and energized, and her undies, were buzzing with an energy she'd never felt before. She stumbled and fell onto an ottoman, “Woah!” she breathed, her thighs instinctively, pulsing and tensing, and pushing against each other. Rachel bit her lip, hard, “god, this feels so good!” Her hands rubbed over her skirt. It started sensual and soft, but soon her rubbing was becoming more guttural, more animalistic. She caught herself actually grinding her teeth, almost growling. “God,” She moaned, “Fuck!  I need more!”

She wanted to take off her skirt, but she also wanted to keep rubbing, She tried bucking her hips forward and back, but it wasn't enough. She couldn't keep her hands away long enough to undo the zipper. She grabbed onto the hem of her skirt with one hand and kept rubbing with the other, “FUCK!” She had never needed to cum so bad in her life. She pulled harder, even heard some stitches pop. That was it, if she couldn't unzip her way out of that dress, she was going to tear her way out of it. She yanked harder, It ripped more, “Fuck me!” the sound of the ripping was driving her crazy. She found herself unable to rip it clearly away and found herself falling on the ground. Rolling around. aching for satisfaction.

Of course it hurt to fall, but her pussy felt so good. Rachel yanked her skirt off and let out a whine as she did. She hopped up onto her knees and rubbed over the undies. The more she did, the better it felt. But something felt, Off, her clit felt hard, like it had never felt before. She was out of breathe and heaving. Her hand slipped inside of the undies and her pussy was drenched in juices. Her fingers slipping around so easily. But her clit,  it felt like it was stretching, she pulled her panties away. “What the actual fuck!”

She looked down and saw her pussy swollen and wet, and her clit  throbbing almost bouncing. It was stretching longer every time it bounced. Rachel watched, and laughed, “Shit! Why is this so hot?” Her clit bounced some more. And stretched beyond the band of her panties. “Fuck! Am I actually growing a-?” She reached down and wrapped her fingers around it.

The throbbing and stretching stopped when she stroked, but if she stopped, she could feel the flesh growing, and it felt just as good as if she had kept stroking. She felt it getting harder, no matter whether she stroked it or not. “Shit! Yes! Bigger!” The stretching cock had reached her stomach. She reached up under her shirt, if she couldn't play with this stretching cock, she was going to fondle her breasts. Her ass slipped off her feet and hit the carpet. Her back flat against the ground, Her new cock was standing straight up. It was stretching up toward the ceiling.

Rachel was bucking and moaning, grunting harder as that cock was throbbing. She thrusted harder upward, her pelvis lifting high, creating a bridge from her shoulders to her knees. It might have looked like an advanced yoga pose, but All of Rachel's muscles were pounding with power so hard. The cock throbbing upward at a height of at least 2.5 feet. “Fuck!  I can't take it anymore!” Rachel grabbed onto the shaft, squeezed and jerked. Her new cock pulsing, she stroked so fast, so hard, the bulbous mushroom head pulsing with arousal, aching for release, “Do it. Do it! DO IT!” Rachel screamed as she egged her rock hard cock on. Finally it popped, and hot streaming white cum shot hard and high into the air.

Rachel chuckled as her body began to relax. Her body was lowering down when the cum slapped and splattered against her body, it turned her on so much as it hit her that her body reflexively tensed up again momentarily before collapsing along with her cock, flopping to the side.

She may not have gotten the man she initially thought she wanted, but she had a cock to play with, and tonight she was going to give it all the test runs she could manage.