Chapter #7She releases. by: Slainte   No stranger to masturbation, although she did it sparingly, Weiss knew when she was getting close. Of course that was when she had her normal genitals, something she had no idea as to their whereabouts at the moment. Having a penis brought with it a new slew of sensations and she found it increasingly difficult to focus on the issue of her former parts.
Indeed, focusing on the 'matter at hand' as it were was all Weiss could think about. Her entire focus had gone to her hand rubbing herself, the other gripping the sink tight enough until her knuckles ached. Her eyes eased open again and she saw herself, flushed in the face and mouth agape, a trickle of drool coming from the corner of her mouth. Lewd, unscrupulous, and outright blasphemous behavior for the Schnee heiress. Except no one would ever know if she played her cards right. She could have any body part she wanted, feasibly, and explore all kinds of pleasures and sensations she'd never even dreamed of.
That thought alone, the idea of limitless possibilities, brought her to the edge.
Her balls clenched and Weiss bit down on a moan as she felt her borrowed genitals twitch, then squirmed as a sensation not unlike peeing struck her. Except urine didn't splatter against the sink, come out white, or stick to her thighs. And going to the restroom had never felt that good either.
"Oh... Oh Brothers!" Weiss groaned, head and shoulders slumping. Even with her hand now covered in semen, as well as the doors of the cabinet, she rode the high with a certain giddiness. A delirious smile spread across her pale, thin lips and she inhaled deeply, savoring the sensation of release.
Until she caught sight of the mess she'd made and the now softening member still gripped in her hand.
Pleasure became guilt and she gasped, face heated as she looked around for something to wipe away the evidence. A few tufts of toilet paper served well enough and she made sure to flush twice, ensuring the soiled tissue vanished for good before washing her hands in the sink. She scrubbed, rinsed, and wrung until her hands turned pink from all the washing and only then did she stop, still reigning in her breathing as she dried her hands off on a nearby towel and fixed her panties, now far more comfortable without an erection in the way.
She had just used someone else's genitalia to pleasure herself. What on Remnant was wrong with her?! Weiss didn't consider herself a complete prude, she'd masturbated a handful of times before, but using someone else's privates, a penis at that, felt exceptionally wrong.
"I need to fix this..." she groaned, dragging her skirt back up and making sure her balls were comfortably tucked inside her underwear. She grasped for the remote on the counter and frowned, realizing she'd left the remote in the room. No problem, she could get it and still fix this.
Weiss composed herself as much as she could - she'd write off her still flushed complexion by saying she'd just washed her face - and hurried back into the room...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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