Extensive prose on the logistics of Monica's new form could wait for another day. Right now her widely spread legs were doing all of the talking that needed to be done, and your cock was more than happy to listen to her.
You began by playfully flicking off her flip flops with the back of your hand, your knuckles brushing over her soles causing her to shudder in what was either an expression of laughter, anticipation, or most likely a combination of the two. You proceeded to run your hands up the length of Monica's legs, ever so slowly approaching the edge of her short shorts. When you had finally reached the clothing you worked your fingers under the seams of her shorts and dragged them back down her legs, making sure to take your sweet damn time as you knew Monica loved a good teasing. Once you had finished with that you hooked your index fingers under her panties and brought them down to her knees, lightly locking her legs together with her messy yet clean vagina calling out for attention. "I'll be right back, I need to grab some protection." You said, turning away.
Monica grabbed the pocket of your pants as you left between her toes, begging you to stay and get on with it. With a smug smirk you push her foot off of you. "It won't take long. In the meantime you can borrow this, though don't have too much fun with it!" With a light twist you pop off your left hand at the wrist, tossing it onto the couch beside her as you walked off. While you walked out of eyesight you felt Monica mount your hand and begin thrusting herself onto it, her tenacity nearly making your mouth water as she massaged herself down under with your hand. In truth you probably didn't really need a condom. Monica had never forgotten to take the pill in her life and you hadn't slept around any time recently. You just liked to keep her waiting. While in your room you strip and pull the rubber down your willie, the lubricated tube making your favorite part look ever so slightly bigger. You strut back into the room where Monica is practically jumping onto your index and middle finger. You take hold of the appendage and, rather than reattaching it simply brush it off onto the floor for now. "Alright, you had your fun with the toy. Now it's time for the real deal, You announce. Monica for her part widens her legs and wraps them around your torso, ensnaring you with her supple flesh. Without further adieu you began plowing her like a field. You practically wedged her into the couch cushion, the lack of any weight to her making each thrust move her whole remaining body, and judging by the way she tightened her legs around your waist she was loving every second of it. With all of the teasing you did it wasn't much longer before Monica crushed you in her thighs and began shaking like mad, her legs slumping back down after several sustained seconds. In a few more pumps you blow your load into the latex and draw yourself out. After tossing the used condom into the living room trash you lay down on the couch beside Monica, the leg girl sliding herself onto your lap and rubbing herself against the tool that served her so well. After a few minutes of post coital cuddling...
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