Inside your new dorm room you see two versions of the same sort of womanly figure - one younger, one older - bent over and huddled before the display of a tall machine with a big glass tube inset to the room’s far wall.
A pair of curvy and leggy blondes - one made of elastically jiggly flesh, the other of softly wobbling and giving flesh, both give you a phenomenal views of their asses, as well as the intimidatingly hefty-looking cocks and balls dangling down to knock about their knees well below their skirts’ hems. Both are tanned like beach bombshells, both have plush butts spilling out from under their skirts, both have glistening juices spilling from between their legs, and both have malenesses that easily dwarf your own. While the younger is ‘just’ larger balled and fatter-cocked than you, the mom’s enormous member dangles halfway past her knees alongside drooping, watermelon-sized nuts that make your foot-long cock and heavy balls look comparatively puny.
Feeling all sorts of things from having first met your roommate and her mom by way of seeing their full gambut of genitals before their faces - and being doubly outclassed to boot - you catch some of what they’ve been talking about.
“-So remember honey, now that you’re set as the primary user the machine’ll always reform you when given a load,” the older woman says with a husky and sultry voice, “but if you weren’t in the load it’ll just pull the oldest resync, so you’ll have a memory gap okay?”
“I know mom,” the young woman that looks your age replies with a pout and a flip of her golden hair, “you already told me like, a million times and I’ve used Reformers plenty of times at home, remember?”
Motherly concern shines in the older woman’s face, and she goes to say something before spotting you out of the corner of her eye.
“Oh! …Oh,” she continues in a very different tone, “Sammy found someone already? Oh, I’ll have to thank her properly for that.”
The two turn around, two sets of tits each bigger than your head jutting your way on two incredibly buxom chests, with the mother once more plushly dominating the comparison.
“Jessica, honey,” the woman that has to be Alex says to her daughter, “I got you a guy roomie, just like you wanted~”
Guarded surprise gives way to gleeful curiosity on your impending roommate’s face, and she licks her lips as she looks you up and down while her mother resumes fiddling with the machine.
“So like I was saying, once we’ve got your first sync done your personal Reformer for your time at the Academy will be all set up.”
Jessica - who you now notice is a few inches taller than you, and her mother another couple inches beyond - blinks before looking at her mom.
“What, it can’t import my home sync?”
“You know the Academy’s a closed system,” the mother chides, “now hurry up, if we dawdle for too long you’ll be late to your first class.”
Tossing her hands over her head, your roommate nonetheless starts stripping, her skirt kicked off and shirt gone in seconds.
“You, boy,” Alex says as she sashays closer, looking down at you with sultry eyes, “pull your cock out, be a dear and help, won’t you?”
It registers that you’re being asked to cockvore your roommate pretty much the moment you meet her… by her own mom.
Dorming at Cockvore Academy was supposed to expand your horizons, but this is faster than you expected!
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