Preview for Tomorrow: Judy's changes...

I said I'd have it tonight, but I went out for a delightful dinner...and now, I am paying homage to the gods "Chuck" and "HURK". So this is preview, the whole story will be up tomorrow. Sorry!

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Judy had been trying to focus all night. How had the seeds gotten loose? She was gonna be in so much trouble, since she’d been in charge of them, and when the professor got back from that conference, she’d probably fire Judy on the spot.

No job, no student aid, no collge. She’d have no choice but to…

Go home and find a man. A man with a big cock and heavy balls, full of semen, ready to fill me up with his baby batt—what the hell? She wildly looked around the empty lab. How had that thought filled her mind. Sure, some cultures were the domain of big… powerful… Men…

Judy pressed her legs together, her moan filling the room.

But she wouldn’t be enough for them. What man would want her? She was skinny, tiny, and…

Hungry, Judy looked around and walked to the vending machine. She didn’t have much change, but it didn’t matter. She had the key. All the grad students did, because you never knew when you might need to snag a little food on an all-nighter. She fumbled with the key, and opened it. Normally Judy didn’t like to eat the sweet food, since it gave her a headache…

But she didn’t care. She pulled the wrappers off and just jammed the pastries into her mouth. She was so hungry. Then Judy remembered that one of the other students had Raman packs. So still chewing, she ran to the desk and pulled the drawers open. The next thing she knew, she was sticking not one but four cups in the microwave, still chewing some pastries, swallowing them, and washing them down with the milk from the refrigerator.

She barely tasted the food. It didn’t matter how it tasted, she just needed to fill the yawning gap in her belly. Judy ate and ate and ate…

And then she found herself done, empty containers and wrappers surrounding her. Judy staggered to her feet… And then she was so fucking tired she could only take a few steps for the door before she staggered to the right, and just fell into the ratty couch that was sometimes used to take catnaps during a project.

And moments later, she was out like a light.