Izzy rolls out of bed and walks to the shower. The cold tile quickly warms up under her feet. She scrubs up and washes the stress of yesterday down the drain. When she is done, she stands, having a reflective moment. Then she looks at the showerhead lustfully. But she decides today isn’t the day for aquatic pleasure. She turns the shower off and lets the water drip from her body into the drain. She dries off and looks at herself in the mirror.
“What?” she says, getting closer, leaning in, and examining her pores. Every one is perfectly clean. “I look so much younger,” she smirks and admires her face. She breaks out her makeup bag and applies red lipstick. She grins at herself in the mirror. “Even my teeth are whiter?” She moves her lips out of the way with a finger, admiring how they look.
She digs in her makeup bag and puts on some eyeliner for fun. After the second attempt and a slightly red eye from where the wand touched her, she looks in the mirror again. “Dr. Blob, you could be a billionaire for all I know; you already are.” She makes a kissy face and shrugs. “Today I’m hot,” she says before going back to the bedroom. She digs through her underwear and throws on a pair of red panties that match her lipstick and struggles to find a bra that matches and has to settle for pink. She looks at the clothes on the hangers and throws her hands up.
“I just want to crawl back into bed.” Izzy, master of her own fate, does just that. She climbs into bed and snuggles tight to Jacob.
He is warm against her body, his face pressed against her breasts. She rubs his hair, then his chest, then his belly until her fingers touch his cock. She squeezes it playfully and feels the same overwhelming lust she has been having the last few months. Her smile turns into a frown.
“Why am I still easily aroused?” she whispers, causing Jacob to stir but not wake up. She slowly strokes his cock while she thinks.
“The effects should have been gone after Dr. Blob removed the toxin. Right?” she rubs the slit at the end of Jacob’s penis.
“Maybe,” she whispers. And brings the drop of precum to her lips and tastes it carefully not to smear her lipstick. As soon as her fingertip touches her tongue, she feels herself growing aroused. He still tastes sweet and fruity, like always. She thinks about her first boyfriend, whose cum tasted awful. So bad she broke up with him.
She grins, “I made sure you tasted good before we got serious.” Her fingers return to his cock, slowly stroking him.
“Am I just slutty?” she asks the sleeping Jacob. His cock feels great in her hand; it feels so natural.
“I don’t think I am a slut. Was I always just repressed? Is this who I am? Is it who I want to be?” The questions fall on deaf ears.
“You’re looking at it wrong. Izzy, is it this place? Seemingly unlimited exotic partners with my sweet Jacob letting me run crazy?” She teases the tip of his cock again and is rewarded with more cum. This time she smirks as she paints it on his lips.
“We should just go. I am free of the toxin now, and we can just leave… but I don’t want to… I like it here. I want to be here…” She feels something falling into place inside her, and she strokes Jacob faster. Till he slowly wakes up.
She kisses his cummy lips, hiding the evidence. “You know, I’m not sure what I want to do today.” She kisses him again. She feels a bit impish as she says, “Should I see where Cane went?” She feels him swell in her hand.
“Or what about the lifeguards? Should I bring home a 6-pack of Creampie for you?” Izzy says, tracing a finger in swirling motions on the tip of his cock.
Jacob moans loudly. He looks into her eyes and whispers, “As long as it’s not the tentacle beast.”
Izzy frowns. “I feel awful to have gone through with the detox, and already I want the long, thick tentacles inside me again.” She pauses, squeezing his cock. “I want to carry eggs again,” she whispers. She holds him tightly so he can’t run away. She can hear him breathing faster.
“Ok, Jacob, no Tentacle, but maybe I should just go to the glory hole and spin the wheel and see who fills me,” she whispers seductively. She can see her words hit Jacob with the same effect as the time she told him she wanted anal.
“Ugh, now I want you in me,” she moans out, slowly stroking him faster. She feels herself starting to throb.
“You know we can’t,” he whispers back, his cock painfully erect.
“If I can’t have you in me, then I want someone else,” she says, biting her lip.
“What if I help with fingers or a toy?” he asks, feeling helpless.
“I want something real…” She mutters, “Want to go with me?” She is rewarded with a look of betrayal. The silence cuts both of them. She stops stroking him.
“I’m right here. I am real.” Jacob says after he can’t stand the silence any longer.
“You are, and I want you to come with me,” she says.
“I thought without the toxin you would return to normal,” he asks, confused and a little hurt.
“I don’t want to return to normal. I was miserable. We were miserable.” She kisses his temple. “And now everything is exciting and new.”
They sit in silence for a little longer as he pushes a stray hair behind her ear. He admires how soft her skin is and the way her makeup looks. He can’t help but imagine some new alien using her mouth. He shakes his head, his stomach rumbling.
“So, will you come help?” She whispers in his ear; the skin on the back of his neck prickles. She starts stroking him again. She enjoys the sensation of him swelling up in her hand.
“Where? To get breakfast?” he whispers into her neck.
“No, let’s go to the glory hole… together,” she says, tugging on him faster. She can feel he is close, so she lets go of him before he can cum.
Jacob breathes hard for a moment and then puts serious thought into the question. ‘Am I ready for this? Ready to watch her give herself to some unknown stranger without even knowing their name…’ He waits 5 seconds while his thoughts order themselves. “Yes, but mostly because it’s hot and I am horny.’ He nods at his internal wisdom, then says, “Let’s do it.”
They get up and get dressed. Izzy puts one of the thick pads in her underwear ahead of time, and together they head down to the 4th bathroom. It’s early, but they can hear the shuffling of feet from in the stalls.
