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"Is this room 209?" Claire asked as she opened the door to a crack.
"Yes, Welcome," Mary greeted. She got on her feet and quickly shuffled over to the blonde girl. She swung the door open and gestured her hand across the room, "This is room 209, are you Claire?"
"That's me," the girl said as she took a step in and Mary closed the door behind her.
"The Dean told me about you, roommate..." Mary said with a smile "my name is Mary Blackroot, nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you too, Mary, I'm Claire Oldfield," the blonde introduced herself and offered her hand for a shake. Mary grabbed her roommate's hand and noticed how delicate her skin was. It felt soft, almost magical.
"Can I give you the tour?" Mary offered. Claire shook her head, curious to know where she was going to live for the coming years.
"Great, so welcome to room 209. You got the best deluxe suite Groves College has to offer. This place was designed to house six people, but a mistake in the design led to it being a two-bedroom suite." Mary started her explanation.
"Lucky us," Claire joked.
"You have no idea," Mary smiled as she started walking around the large living room the girls were in, "This is our living room. Feel free to use all the appliances or bring your own."
"Are they yours?" Claire wondered.
"Nope, they belong to the college, so no smashing the microwave into the big screen TV, okay?" Mary joked.
"I'll try my best," the blonde winked.
Mary walked her new roommate to the kitchen next. Another big room that seemed fully equipped, "We can make our own food or order for the restaurants, we do have to clean the dishes, I suggest we take turns."
"Sounds fair," Claire approved.
"Cool, the dishwasher is behind the far left door, super easy to use." Mary demonstrated before moving back to the living room, she stopped before two doors. The one on the left was closed, while the one on the right was open and revealed a large bedroom.
"You'll have to forgive me, my room is a mess, so no tour there," Mary explained the closed door, "I gave you the bigger room, all yours to use."
"Oh, so we have communal restrooms..." Claire said, a pinch of disappointment in her voice.
"Yeah, you have a communal restroom with showers for the whole floor," Mary said.
"Well, you can't win them all..." Claire's voice had a clear tone of disappointment, "I hoped the deluxe suites would have a bathroom of their own..."
Mary's face filled with a devilish smile, "Cheer up, there is a communal restroom for the other students to use, but room 209 was designed for six. We each got a private restroom in our rooms, including a huge shower."
Alice's eyes sparkled with joy, and she jumped up and down, "Yes!" she called, excitement evident in her voice.
Mary tried her best not to judge people by appearances. Aside from noticing Claire had long, blonde hair, she tried to ignore her figure and focus on her personality. It worked fine until Claire started jumping with joy. Her massive bust began to bounce with her, threatening to rip her orange sweater apart. Mary's breasts were considered huge at an F cup, but Claire's knockers somehow dwarfed her.
Mary did her best to ignore them, "Want me to help you unpack?" she offered.
"If you don't mind, that would be great."
Mary and Claire walked out and started grabbing boxes from Claire's car. The two used the opportunity to chat about life and get to know each other a little better.
"My major is English Lit," Mary said as the two worked on unpacking and she started opening another box, "it's not the most exciting thing to learn, but there are-"
As the box opened, Mary froze in mid-sentence. Her face turned red and she felt the room temperature climbing by a million degrees. She was so shocked talking became a severe challenge.
"Oh, you found my collection," Claire said, "I thought writing 'for Claire' on the box was enough, but I should have given you a heads up," she walked over to the box before Mary. Reached in with both hands and pulled out a giant, blue dildo. The thing was over a foot long and as thick around as Claire's wrist. The blonde walked over to one of the shelves in the room and placed the dildo on the far left end.
"I hope you don't mind sexuality. I specifically asked for an open-minded roommate." Claire pulled another pink dildo from the box. It seemed even bigger than the blue one.
"I apologize, Claire, I'm open-minded," Mary said as she came to her senses, "I was just caught by surprise."
"I understand," Claire said with a smile as she pulled an even bigger green dildo out of the box, "Can we talk about it for a bit? If we're going to share a room, we better clear the air..."
"Oh, okay," Mary was more of an introvert, but if her roommate wanted to talk about sexual inclinations, she was willing to listen.
"Do you know what a hyper is?" Claire asked.
"People who are born with organs which can function far better than regular folks," Mary offered her definition.
"Good enough," Claire agreed, "I have a hyper pussy, simple as that. If this is too much for you to handle, I'll ask to move a room."
"Let's slow down, Claire," Mary offered, feeling the subject was sensitive, "Can you tell me about that? I want to understand it better so I can respect your needs."
Now it was Claire's turn to be surprised. She was so used to defending herself when the hyper pussy subject came up that she immediately went on the defense. "You probably noticed my boobs," she tapped her wobbly bust with a free hand, "I need big cocks to feel satisfaction. That is why I have a dildo collection. I can handle all of them with ease. I have a heightened sex drive which means I sometimes go on sexual rampages. I am also super sensitive to cocks..." Claire explained.
"I understood everything you said except being sensitive to cocks. What do you mean?"
Claire took a deep breath and processed the smell of the air, her nose collecting hidden information from the particles that filled her lungs, "You have a boyfriend. He's really hung," Claire declared, "he is quite a sex machine, the air is flooded with his pheromones," Claire took another breath, "and the guy is a fountain of cum, sounds like a nice toy I'd like to try out..." she finished her declaration as her red tongue licked her lips.
Mary's face was burning red. It seemed Claire's analysis was spot on.
"Like I said, super sensitive." Claire boosted as she unpacked the last dildo and tossed the box aside.
"Wow, Claire, that was amazing. You got it almost perfectly," Mary said as she got on her feet.
"I promise I won't make a move on him. Just a fair warning, if you see my panties on the closed door handle, know that I'm having a sex session in here." Claire seemed more relaxed now that her roommate didn't run out of the room, screaming in terror.
"While we are talking about things so openly, can I say something?" Mary's face was redder than red.
"Yeah, sure, what is it?" Claire wondered.
"About my boyfriend, you couldn't smell him because he doesn't exist..." Mary paused and took in a deep breath before letting it out in a sigh, "what you smelled is me, I'm a futanari..."
Claire smiled. It didn't seem like having a futanari roommate bothered her at all. She casually walked over and sat by Mary, "Turns out we're both special. I won't pressure you into anything, but just know that if you are what I smelled, I am willing to give us a go..."
"I'm not sure," Mary lowered her voice, "I mean, I don't know if I want a girlfriend..."
Claire looked confused for a moment, "Girlfriend?" she asked before it clicked for her, "oh, no, I wasn't clear. I meant just sex..."
"Just sex?" Mary wondered herself.
"Look, let's be reasonable, I need a lot of sex, and if my guess is right, you're about as active as me. We can help each other out..." Claire explained.
"I... Not... " Mary started to stumble in her speech.
"Don't worry, Mary, I have an idea," Claire said as she got on her feet and opened another box. She rummaged through it and pulled out something, "I don't want this to be uncomfortable, take this."
Claire offered her hand, exposing a pinkish shell no bigger than 2 inches, "Take it, this is a sex shell. If you ever decide you want to give us a go, return it to me, no strings attached."
Mary took the shell and examined it. It had an alluring shine to it. She placed it in her pocket and noticed the room felt calm, as if talking with Claire somehow cleared the air. The girls spent the rest of the day unpacking and talking about life.
The following morning sun filled room 209, warming the large living room. Mary woke up early, creeping out of her bed and sneaking into the kitchen. She wanted to give Claire a proper welcome to Groves College. Quietly, she picked up a bowl and started collecting what she needed. A cup of flour, a tablespoon of sugar, some milk, the list went on. Before long, Mary placed a pan over the open flame and poured a cup of pancake batter.
As the pancakes cooked, she reached into her pocket and found Claire's pinkish shell. It still gleaned under the sunlight. Mary examined it as her thoughts drifted. A part of her wanted to take Claire up on her offer, the last time Mary had sex was over two years ago. With Claire being a hyper, she could probably handle Mary much better than her past lovers. Another part of her feared the possibility of getting hurt, or worse, hurting Claire.
Mary still had the wits to remember she should flip the pancake, and so she did. Soon enough, the room smelled of pancakes, and Mary felt it was time to slip out of her PJ and into something more normal. She went into her room and closed the door.
Even though Mary's room was the smallest, it was still bigger than most apartments on campus. It had a king-size bed, a study, and a fantastic view of a grass field. Mary tossed her PJs aside and examined her figure. She was short, a little over 5 feet, her frame was not as slim as Claire's. She loved how her black hair framed her face, it reached a little below her shoulders. Her eyes were her favorite asset, shimmering orbs of hazel that glistened under the sunlight.
