This choice: Masterbate in the boys bathrooms • Go Back...Chapter #7Masterbate in the boys bathrooms by: WithDraw   Your sexual urges get the better of you, the nipples that reside on the cute tips of your swollen breasts are starting to tingle and your laced underwear feels like it is 'tugging' at your body...
You notice the sign on the door closest to you: "Boys Toilets". Despite now being a grown woman, you decide to take the risk. Looking over your shoulder and listening for any signs of movement concludes that you are well and truly alone, and free to enter the toilet discreetly.
You enter the familiar tile-clad restroom, 'itching' your plump breasts as you make your way towards the beckoning cubicle door. Shutting the door behind you, you frantically begin to remove your constraining attire: You start with unbuttoning your shirt, your breasts popping out slightly more at each one undone, revealing your new laced bra, which you proceed to reach round your back to undo. You then unzip your jeans pulling them down with your knickers, in a haste to 'relieve' yourself', both now comfortably around your ankles.
Sitting on the toilet seat, you begin to rub your hands along your inflated stomach, feeling a kick from the baby that you have recently acquired.Whilst moving to a position more comfortable for your pregnant body, a wave of pleasure hits you as your naked groin rubs against the toilet seat, reminding you why you're here...
Instantly you get to work, feeling your way around your new genitals, slowly rubbing the tip of your vagina, surprised at the amount of fluid that your pleasure has created. Your body is slowly receiving wave after wave of stimulation, raising your body temperature along with the speed and intensity at which your hand is moving. The strain of lifting your pregnant belly to reach your clitoris was so worth it, your pelvis begins to retract and your heart and breathing rate starts to rise. The pleasure was reaching a climax...
You juices begin to flow down the rim of the toilet bowl as you recover from the intense excitement of your orgasm. Throwing your head back against the wall, you begin to breathe more slowly and carefully, your flushed face fading in colour as your hands begin to move up and down your thighs in a comforting manner, squeezing the excess fat you have put on your legs through months of cravings. You also notice that your stomach is wet with pale liquid, realising that you have lactated profusely due to the intense excitement, you playfully squeeze the tip of your left breast, smiling at the milk squirting out and hitting the cubicle door.
After deciding you have had enough fun for the time being, you open the cubicle door and stick your head out wearily, you let out a gasp as you notice...  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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