Steamy Diaries

Lola, a busty 20-year-old coed, sauntered into the college cafeteria, her pert breasts bouncing with each step. She grabbed a tray and surveyed the unappetizing slop they dared to call food. Her eyes landed on a peculiar concoction that looked like green oatmeal with lumps. Curiosity piqued, she spooned some onto her plate and sat down to eat.

As the strange mush hit her tongue, Lola gagged. It tasted like moldy oats mixed with something distinctly…semen-like. She forced herself to swallow, determined to finish the meal. The moment it slid down her throat, a warm, tingling sensation spread through her belly. She rubbed her stomach, feeling the slop squirm and writhe inside her.

“What the hell?” Lola muttered, eyes wide. The slop seemed to have a life of its own, pulsating and churning in her gut. She rushed to the bathroom, certain she was going to be sick. But instead of vomiting, she felt an intense, throbbing heat between her legs.

Lola locked herself in a stall and hiked up her skirt. Her panties were soaked through, and her clit throbbed painfully. She slid a hand into her underwear, fingers sinking into her slick heat. As she stroked her clit, the slop in her stomach churned faster, sending waves of pleasure through her body.

“Oh fuck,” Lola moaned, fingering herself harder. The slop squirmed and pulsed, its movements matching the rhythm of her fingers. She could feel it slithering through her veins, filling her with an insatiable hunger. Her pussy contracted around nothing, desperate to be filled.

Lola’s free hand groped her tits, pinching and tugging at her nipples through her shirt. The slop in her stomach churned faster, sending jolts of electricity through her body. She could feel it seeping into her womb, filling her with its essence.

Suddenly, the bathroom door swung open. Lola froze, hand still buried in her panties. She held her breath, praying the intruder would leave. But then she heard the click of heels on tile, followed by a familiar voice.

“Lola? Is that you?” It was her roommate, Mia, a gorgeous brunette with a body to die for.

Lola’s heart raced. She knew she should stop, but the slop had taken control. “Yeah, it’s me,” she called out, voice breathy with desire.

Mia approached the stall, concern etched on her face. “Are you okay? You sound…different.”

Lola bit her lip, struggling to maintain control. “I’m fine,” she lied. “Just…just not feeling well.”

Mia paused, then said softly, “Lola, are you…masturbating?”

Lola’s cheeks burned with shame, but the slop wouldn’t let her stop. “Yes,” she whispered.

Mia was silent for a moment, then said, “Can I watch?”

Lola’s pussy contracted, a fresh wave of arousal flooding her senses. “Yes,” she breathed.

Mia stepped into the stall and locked the door behind her. She leaned against the wall, eyes dark with lust as she watched Lola pleasure herself. “You’re so fucking sexy,” she murmured.

Lola moaned, fingers pumping faster. The slop in her stomach churned wildly, its movements matching the rhythm of her fingers. She could feel it seeping into her womb, filling her with its essence.

Mia stepped closer, reaching out to stroke Lola’s hair. “I’ve wanted you for so long,” she whispered.

Lola’s gaze locked with Mia’s, her body trembling with need. “I want you too,” she gasped.

Mia leaned in and captured Lola’s lips in a searing kiss. Lola moaned into her mouth, fingers still buried deep in her pussy. Mia’s hands roamed her body, groping and squeezing her tits, her ass.

Lola broke the kiss, panting heavily. “I need you,” she begged. “Please, fuck me.”

Mia grinned, a predatory gleam in her eyes. She spun Lola around and bent her over the toilet, hiking up her skirt. “I’m going to fuck you so hard,” she growled, unzipping her jeans to free her throbbing cock.

Lola’s eyes widened in shock. “You’re…you’re a girl,” she stammered.

Mia laughed, a dark, sinister sound. “Not anymore,” she purred, pressing the tip of her cock against Lola’s dripping entrance.

Lola moaned as Mia pushed inside her, stretching her tight pussy. The slop in her stomach churned wildly, sending waves of pleasure crashing through her body. Mia fucked her hard and fast, her cock pistoning in and out of Lola’s slick heat.

“Yes, yes, fuck me!” Lola cried, pushing back against Mia’s thrusts. The slop seeped deeper into her womb, filling her with its essence. She could feel it changing her, transforming her into something new and exciting.

Mia’s fingers dug into Lola’s hips as she pounded into her, grunting with effort. “You’re mine now,” she growled. “Mine to fuck, mine to breed.”

Lola screamed as her orgasm crashed over her, her pussy contracting around Mia’s cock. The slop in her stomach erupted, flooding her womb with its potent seed. She could feel it taking root, growing, expanding.

Mia came with a roar, flooding Lola’s pussy with her own hot cum. They collapsed together on the filthy bathroom floor, panting and sweating.

Lola’s hand went to her stomach, feeling the slop churning and pulsing inside her. She knew it had changed her, transformed her into something more. And she couldn’t wait to see what the future held.