This is the third part of a multi-part story (not yet sure how many are going to follow).
I highly suggest you read the first two parts, before having fun with this one of course.
As a first time writer i am pleasantly surprised by the great support and comments. So keep them coming to motivate me to write more.
Chapter 5 : Room 103
She was still in a dazed state between sleeping and waking up.
In the back of her mind, images flashed through her head of last night events.
Torn between a powerful feeling of blissful lust, but also deep in-bedded with shame, her eye lids started to open very slowly,...
As if natural by now, her hand slowly made its way up to the insides of her legs. Before she even touched herself she knew she was dripping wet, once again.
Replaying last night events in her head, her body started to heat up instantly.
The first man, (which was the waiter) she recalled, had taken her mouth almost the very second she dropped to her knees. Once again she couldn't believe she had one of the most intense orgasm of her life, by just sucking on this man's big hard cock.
"Mmmmmmm, big hard cock." She softly whispered.
The second man had followed straight after the waiter. He also blasted her mouth full of delicious cum. She couldn't even remember how her second 'lover' looked like. But what she did remember was tasting and loving his warm sticky mess just a few minutes after man NR.1, which she very eagerly gulped down as a hungry eager whore.
And then,...the there was man NR.3.
She remembered every little detail of this man. His eyes, his glorious cock, his smell and his insults.
But most of all she remembered the way he just used her.
She didn't just give this man a blowjob.
No, this man gripped her head with his big strong hands and trusted his cock in her mouth with an intensity she never encountered before.
This man, with his perfect evil grin, fucked her mouth as if she was just a tool for him to get of in.
The fact he kept calling her a whore, a fuck slut and even a cum sponge at the end, only fueled her excitement to a level she had never experienced before.
And she loved it,...my god how she loved it, she loved it so damn much, she recalled fingering herself under her skirt while this vile brute was pumping her face like a maniac.
She had a second earth shattering orgasm,this one even more powerful then the one before, the moment his warm delicious seed hit the back of her throat.
Stacey's hand was dipping in her warm cunt, she only hoped she could make herself cum one more time before she had to get up,......
...GET UP....,.....OMG.....
She opened her eyes quickly, looked straight at her bed stand alarm clock, and.
8.23am!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Every fiber in her body froze; panic set in straight away.
Never in a million years would she be washed, dressed and ready for her first day of work on time.
She flared up almost instantly, as an enormous sense of guilt and shame washed over her entire body.
It took her a few seconds to ponder over her choices.
Being,... sneak out of the hotel and leave with her tail between her legs in silence OR get ready as fast as possible and face the music.
Not sure what to do yet, she got out of bed to start looking for her suitcase. But straight away she noticed her suitcase was gone?!
She knew exactly where she had left it yesterday,...and now in that exact same corner of the room, there was nothing.
Her panic level kicked up another notch, no way she was going to able to simply sneak out unnoticed anymore. Her suitcase held her money, tickets and passport.
In a last effort to find her suitcase, she checked her closet.
She was relieved to see there where nicely folded clothes on one of the shelves and a shoe box at the bottom.
At least D&D Pharma didn't forget the 'proper work outfit' they promised.
There was no other option now,...get a quick shower (which she desperately needed after last nights drinking and escaped), get dressed, go to room 103 and hope they wouldn't fire her on the spot.
As she rushed into the bathroom she froze in front of the mirror.
Her face looked like it had been run over by a truck because of last nights smeared out make up, her hair was a complete mess and she could clearly see a few dried up cum spots on her face.
But what actually stopped her dead in her tracks where her tits and her lips,... both looked different, VERY different.
By now she was certain her tits had grown. Not just a little but at least a full cup size. Her lips suffered the same strange fate somehow. They where fuller and pouting out a bit more then before.
After a few seconds looking at herself she tried to shrug it of and sprinted towards the shower.
The short shower felt wonderful,... still, she was in state of sheer panic as she ran back into the bedroom. A quick glance at yesterdays clothes confirmed the worst.
Her Shirt was a crumpled big mess, her skirt had some very clear cum stains on them and her panties reeked of her own pussy juice. She even seemed to be missing one of her heels.
As soon as she picked the clothes from the shelve, she knew she was in even more trouble.
As she was holding the skirt in front of her body, she saw it was about half the size which would be considered appropriate.
The top was indeed just that,...a top. The flimsy piece of cloth was a white stretchy very small blouse. It barely was long enough to conceal her tummy, It looked a bit see-through(but not completely), and to make matters worse it had a rather deep split at the front.
She also found a pair of black nylon hold-ups, which she would definitely need, to cover her still lightly bruised knees from last night.
As she opened the shoe box she sighed. A pair of black 4-inch platform heels where looking back to her.
The last items she picked from the closet wear an almost to small to notice, see through lacy pair of panties, some big tacky looking pair of gold hoop earrings, and a box set of make-up.
Five minutes later she was fully dressed.
She looked, sexy, no, not sexy,...she looked cheap. Well not quite; more a bit in the middle.
The thing that really stood out was her cleavage. Her 'Bigger' set of tits where very VERY noticeable under her shirt. The fact she wasn't wearing a bra underneath gave everybody a perfect view of her nipples which where poking through the very thin fabric.
Time to dry her long hair simply wasn't there, so a ponytail high up on her head would have to do.
Stacey swiftly applied her make-up. No time to detail it, so she just put on
a bit more. She clipped in her earrings,....and,... she was ready, finally.
The moment she stepped out of her room she felt terrified.
