My unexpected journey – part 3

Ring, ring, ring. I start to regain consciousness as I reach over to the nightstand where my phone rattles as it rings again and again. I manage to grab my phone, my eyes barely open enough to push the button to answer it.

“Hello,” I say hoarsely, my throat dry and sticky.

“Get up sleepy-head,” I hear the sweet voice of my new girlfriend, Kendra, on the other end of the phone. “Can you come over in a little bit? There’s something I want to talk to you about.”

I agree and tell her I would be over in a little bit. I groggily sweep the covers off of me, looking down at the silky pink pajamas I find myself in. After stretching I get up and make my way over to my dresser trying to figure out what she would want to talk to me about. Rummaging through my clothes I finally found an outfit and wet to the bathroom to prepare myself for whatever my girlfriend had in store for our date, making sure to use the hair removal cream she had given me. After carefully inspecting my entire body I slipped on my pink boy shorts that I know she loves, my knee high socks, pants and nice blouse. I give myself a once over, making sure to comb my hair and head out the door.

It didn’t take me long to get to Kendra’s apartment and no sooner had I knocked the door swung open and she pulled me in, pushing me up against the wall and planting her lips over mine. She pushes her tongue into my mouth as I feel her hands start to run all over my body, reaching into my pants and feeling the boy shorts I’m wearing. She pulls back, the mischievous twinkle in her eye and her coy smile tells me she has ideas running through her head. Her phone dings and she looks down at it, her face twisting into more of a concerning look. She taps her phone a few times, sending out a text, and then puts the phone down on the table, turning around to face me.

Her eyes shift from left to right as though she is trying to figure out how to say something until she finally blurts it out. “I think we should embrace who we are and I think we should let others know we are together.” I nod in agreement which brings a smile to her face. “Good,” she says, “there’s a party going on tonight and I’m going dressed as a nurse. There’s other costumes in my closet if you want to look for one.”

I nod and make my way back to her bedroom, memories of the last couple of nights playing again in my mind bringing about a rise in my pants. I sift through the costumes she has hanging up and finally come across a cat girl costume. I pull it off the rack and look over it. I quickly strip, tossing my clothes into a pile in the corner, and stand there for a second in just my pink boy shorts before sorting through the costume.

I pull the dark shirt over my head pulling it down to just above my belly, pulling the matching dark tattered shorts up and snapping them in place. I felt Kendra’s presence in the room and gasped a little when I felt a cold piece of leather wrap around my neck, pulling it taunt, and buckling it in place. Then I felt her hands running down my back, pulling my shorts and underwear down slightly before putting a cold liquid at the base of my spin. I felt her push something hard against that spot, holding it there for a few seconds and blowing on it. I felt her release it and, with her hands on my shoulders turned me around to face her. Smiling wide at me she affixed a pair of dark cat ears to my head and opened my mouth to put a pair of fake fangs into it.

She moved out of the way and I whistled when I saw the full sultry punk outfit I was wearing, complete with a black tail that swished behind me when I moved my hips. She wore a tight, short nurses outfit with a deep cut down the middle showing a good amount of her chest, her tits barely staying inside the fabric. I could feel my own bulge growing and saw hers as well. She leaned on me and with a flash, took a picture of the two of us together, and then she took me by the hand to head out to the party.

We made it to the house in very little time and by the looks of the place it was a very popular party. Kendra took my hand and pulled me along closer to the place and the smell of cheap booze, party foods, and sex were heavy in the air. She leaned in closer to me, telling me not to be nervous but there were going to be lots of sex games going on and as long as the only sex I had was during those games she would be ok with it. I nodded nervously and could feel the urge to use the bathroom building inside me. I asked her where the bathroom was and quickly made my way to it thankful to find it open and available. I quickly sat down and started to relieve myself, sighing as the pressure quickly subsided as I emptied myself.

The door slammed open and a man, to say drunk would be a grave understatement, stumbled in and made his way to the toilet, the one I was still sitting on. Apparently not even realizing that I was there the man unzipped his pants and pulled out his rather large cock. With a small grunt I watched his cock twitch right before a stream of hot piss shot out right into my face. My mouth, not wanting to ruin my costume, acted without any thought quickly dropped open and wrapped around his large member, sucking and swallowing the steady, hot, salty stream of piss as it flooded down my throat. After about a minute, and with a sigh, the man pulled his semi-hard cock out of my mouth, quickly placing it back in his pants and turning to zip up his pants as he stumbled his way back into the party.

Driblets of piss dripped down my chin as my brain tried to process what had just happened. The blaring music pounding into my skull and the intoxicating smell of sex heavy in the air made me swoon as I stood up from the toilet, leaving my piss drenched shorts on the floor, my tail swishing behind me as I adjusted my boy shorts and made my way out the door. People were everywhere, talking, drinking, making out, or even blatantly having mad passionate sex right in front of everyone else. Every step I took down the hallway seemed to wash away my inhibitions as my body started to relax.

I passed by a pile of dirty laundry near a washer and dryer when I happened to look down and saw a foot sticking out from underneath it.