Weight Shifters [MFFF] [ORGY] [WP]

From Writing Prompt: Girls were thrilled with the supplement that promised to “control” the freshman 15, even if all it did was change where the weight *went*…

Hey, my name is John. Everyone calls me Jack, has since midway through highschool. Not sure why, since it doesn’t shorten my name, or make anything easier for anyone. I go to a division one school you’ve certainly heard of, on a full football scholarship, wide receiver. Means I run fast and try to catch the ball. I do it well, had a full ride from my choice of schools. I’m lucky, and not just because I can go to an expensive school for my ability to catch a ball, but also because of my beautiful girlfriend, Cady. Her actual name is Candice, her nickname actually shortens it. Makes sense.

She’s smart, got in on an academic scholarship, 36/36 on the ACT, I don’t even know what on the SAT, but really good. I could listen to her talk for hours, but my training keeps us apart more often than either of us would like. I have no illusion of playing in the NFL, probably used car salesman position in my future, but she’s going to be a doctor, or great innovator like the Tesla guy. She’ll change the world, even if I have to work so hard I sweat blood to support us both long enough for her to complete her education. I know she’d do the same for me.

One night I arrived at her dorm late, well after everyone else had finished training that day. I wanted to at least see her, and fortunately her light was still on. I knock at her door, and her roommate answers, giggling giddily. She grabs the collar of my shirt and pulls me in, “Cady, he’s here!!”

Lindsay is Cady’s roommate, a cute girl in a nerdy kind of way. Always hiding behind her glasses and books, but prettier than she realizes. Porcelain skin, blue eyes, black hair framing her round face, slight curves and maybe b sized breasts? I try not to dwell too much on that with my girlfriend’s roommate, but my eyes do tend to wander.

Cady looks up from the book she’s buried her nose in, tonight it’s her molecular chemistry book. “A little light reading?” I joke.

“Yeah, just something to help me sleep, since my boyfriend doesn’t want to keep me company,” she chides, flashing a pouty look at me.

She rises from her bed and walks over to me, Lindsay taking her place at her own. Cady stands 5’9″, with green eyes and short blonde hair. She likes the pixie cut this season. Her tan is a perfect bronze, and I know from experience there are no lines. She has a sporty figure, perky b cup breasts at her chest with a slender waist, and hips that widen slightly. Her toned ass is thanks to countless hours of gym time, a sculpture of muscle. Her legs are long, but she still has to get up on her toes to kiss me, wrapping her arms around my neck as our lips touch passionately.

I’m 6’5, curly strawberry blonde hair, steel blue eyes, a strong jawline, arms and legs thick with muscle, and a chest that Cady has used as a pillow on numerous occasions. My ab muscles are my favorite feature, I’m regrettably one of those guys lifting the shirt to check muscle progress. I bring a hand to her face as we kiss, another groping her ass. Lindsay squeals with her usual excitement witnessing our affection. We look over at her and roll our eyes at her together. “What? Get a room,” she teases.

“Let’s go for a walk, we need to talk,” Cady says to me. My heart drops at those dooming words, and thousands of unlikely scenarios begin running through my mind. Why would she be breaking up with me? Where could I have gone wrong?

“Ooooooo,” Lindsay teased again.

“Nothing bad,” Cady assured me as she took my hand and led me out the door.

As we leave the dorm complex in silence I can read the excitement in her mannerisms. She practically skips alongside me as we walk along the pavement, squeezing my hand in both of hers. She has one of my old, hooded sweatshirts on tonight to help against the cold, the sleeves bunching up at her wrists. It’s a faded grey, letters and logo indecipherable from wear, but it’s her favorite jacket. She hums happily to herself as we walk into the night, a tune from some pop song I don’t recognize. I kiss the top of her head and she wraps an arm around me while we walk.

“What is something you would change about me, if you could?” she asks. I’m taken a bit off guard by the question, but play along.

“Your musical taste, probably,” I respond, hugging her to me. We stumble a bit, but continue walking along the path.

“That’s not what I mean, jerk,” she says, punching my shoulder playfully and getting a step out of my reach.

“What, physically? Like a boob job or something?” I ask.

“Yeah, something like that,” she says, looking away a bit embarrassed. “What would you change about my physique if there were a simple way to do it?”

I take her arms in my hands gently and look into her eyes, “Nothing. I love every little thing that makes you who you are.”

“That’s so corny,” she replies blushing noticeably, even in the shadows of night.

“Yeah, well. It was the right thing to say.” I bring her to me, wrapping her in a tight hug and kiss her forehead. “Are you unhappy about yourself?”

“No… Not really… Maybe just a bit aware of some potential inadequacies, and how you look at other girls…” she says, eyes dropping.

My heart falls at this revelation. Of course I was aware of the other women at the gym, and at parks, parties, classes, in the stands, at the mall, and basically everywhere else, but I tried to not let my eyes linger. I didn’t really know how much of an impact that was having on Cady. She could see the turmoil unraveling on my face, “It’s not entirely on you, you’re allowed to look at other people. Eyes are drawn to moving things, and it’s not like you’re one to stray. I know where your heart lies.” Her hand caresses my cheek warmly. “I just came across something that will help… alter my physical appearance, and wanted to know if you had any input.”

“Alter your appearance?” I echo, holding her hand at my cheek. “What are you talking about?”

“There’s this thing going around, a supplement for girls at our University. It’ll take the weight gained in the ‘freshman 15,’ and distribute it to wherever you want it in your body.”

“A magic drug for weight distribution?” I ask, a bit mockingly.

“I was skeptical at first, but Lindsay has been taking it all semester and it’s added a couple of sizes to her bust and ass. Don’t act like you haven’t noticed!”

“What kind of side effects has she been experiencing?”

“She hasn’t really been noticing much difference, but more attention from the opposite sex. And I haven’t seen any ill effects either, and I started taking it a few weeks ago,” she added, matter-of-factly.

“You’re already taking it?”

“Yes. So if you notice a more mouthwatering piece of woman where your mousey girlfriend once stood, you’re welcome!”

She was getting defensive, and I was maybe a bit offensive. She was doing this for me, as far as she was concerned. And if it made her happy, I wasn’t going to stand in her way. As long as it didn’t make her sick…

“Well, I suppose we should work on that freshman 15, then. How about a burger?”

She laughed a bit, the tension fading as we started walking along our path in search of a late night snack.

The weeks tick by with Cady being less careful about what she eats. Her morning fiber bar gets replaced with a bagel and cream cheese, her salad without dressing at lunch becomes a burger and fries or chicken strips, and dinner is a free-for-all. She happily consumes pasta with any kind of sauce, or a full steak with potatoes, tries her hand at barbeque – getting the sauce smeared all over her adorable face. I gotta say, watching her eat like one of the guys was a bit of a turn on. She seemed much more happy, and our relationship got even deeper.

The sex got wilder, too. She typically insisted on using a condom, then discarding it like toxic waste. But under her new diet she wanted me raw, and happily took me in her mouth as my orgasm approached. We were having sex at least three times a day, each of my loads finding its way into her mouth. It got to the point where my participation at practice started to slip, and I was growing worried about her grades. All she wanted to do was eat, sleep, and fuck. The dream girlfriend for most guys, but we have plans, and I really want her to achieve her ambitions. …don’t I?

The side effects of this miracle drug became apparent at a party. Cady said she had some studying to do, assuring me she was staying on top of her workload. I was going to a fraternity house with a few of the guys from the team the day before our next home game, a kind of ritual to get amped. Not that many of us freshmen saw much playing time, but it’s good to be pumped on the sidelines. We get there, and find the yard swarming with the most beautiful women I’ve seen gathered in one place. Glancing around, it was like each of them had fallen out of an adult magazine. They had large breasts pouring out of tops too tight to contain them, slender waists, and butts barely held back by their straining pants. Some had decided on short skirts to show off their firm ass, some had dressed in short shorts with a thong, all clearly under the effects of the special drug.

“No way it stopped at 15 pounds,” I thought, gaping at a group of scantily clad girls as we walked by. They were wearing short skirts with micro-bikini tops, and flip-flops. Not really sure where their pool party was in October, but my friends clearly didn’t mind. Their bikinis didn’t do much to conceal their double D breasts, swaying as they laughed at some joke one of them told. Their firm asses not at all covered by their thin skirts. Their thick legs were appealing to the eyes, and I found myself staring longer than I would have around other company. One of them looked over and smiled, luscious lips curving upward, eyes sparkling joyously in the evening lights. She waved, causing her heavy tits to bounce behind her tiny bikini.

We continued on, entering into the frat house. What was unfolding before us was beyond belief. If I had not walked in on it to see it with my own two, wide eyes, I would have doubted every first hand account. An absolute orgy was in full swing just beyond the threshold. No control, absolute chaos. My three friends and I all stopped, shock briefly consuming all of us before one of us, Derrick, walked forward removing his clothes as he went. His shirt hits the ground, joining a large pile of discarded wardrobe. Evan followed suit, kicking off his shoes as he moved towards the jumbled flesh. My best friend, Aaron, stood next to me, just as surprised at the sights and smells as me. At least sixty people were in the two story house, that I could see, all in different stages of nakedness. Some still had underwear on, pulled to the side or just jabbing through as they poked and prodded one another. Some still wore tight bras over some area of their body, some just had socks on. Others were completely nude as they enjoyed the feel of others. Most of the people I could see were girls, easily a 3:1 ratio.

Large breasted women rode men, sucked hungrily at their erections, or lapped contentedly at each other’s pussies, happily spreading their legs for whoever moved between them. One man thrusted himself into a girl from behind riding doggy style, her face buried in the open lap of another co-ed in front of her. That girl sucked happily at someone else’s hung cock as he stood next to her, making out with another woman. He groped the large breasts of the woman standing with him in one hand, holding the head of the woman working his shaft.

Another lucky woman was on her back, one man between her legs plowing into her womanhood, another straddling her chest, sending his cock into her mouth. Other women were around that trio, reaching in to fondle breasts and testicles while they swung about. They were all rubbing excitedly between their own legs, sometimes looking over at one another and licking or nibbling seductively at a participant.

A naked girl walks down the stairs to our right, holding the rails tightly. She’s covered in semen, the goopy material dripping from her face slides along her breasts, sticking at her chest and curvy stomach, clinging to her back and ass as she stumbles by. Her legs are slick with the stuff, and we can barely hear her giggle happily as she passes us. Other women flock around her when she’s a few feet away from us, one of them still wearing pants, another in most of her shirt – part of it is ringed up around one shoulder as she gave up trying to get it off. The others are completely naked. They guide her to the floor, licking at her, or scraping the goo off and sucking at their fingers. They take turns at her breasts, and once she’s on the floor they spread her legs apart, pants girl sinking down between them sucking out anything the cocks upstairs may have left inside.

The house is flooded in the smell of sweat and sex, sounds of moaning and utter pleasure. I look over to Aaron and see that at some point he had left my side. I can’t locate any of my friends from where I stand, just more scenarios of debauchery, so I turn to leave. I at the very least want to try to remain faithful to… to… Clarence? Fuck, I can’t even think right now. I walk back through the door, trying to hide my obvious erection (not that anyone here would really care) and get back out to the patio. The busty bikini girl who waved and her two friends are standing there, about to enter. It’s Lindsay!? She breathes in deeply as I practically walk into her, not expecting to see anyone, “Oh, sorry. I’m heading out, the party’s a bit out of control.” I say, working my way through the group.

“We know, had to get out for a little bit. You smell ‘really’ good,” Lindsay says, grabbing my arm, sliding a hand down below my belt (figure of speech, wasn’t wearing a belt, just some soft workout shorts and a smooth t-shirt). She purred seductively, closing the distance between us as she felt my erect shaft beneath the thin fabric separating our skin. Her friends also closed in on me, putting their hands on my shoulders, ass, and reaching around to cup my balls through my shorts. My breath quickened as the flesh fest spreads outside, my shirt lifting over my head, shorts falling to my feet, tiny bikinis falling away from the great mounds they tried to cover. As my hard cock sprung upward Lindsay was there on her knees at eye level. “Cady never really gives me much detail on this guy,” she says grasping it firmly in her hand. She angles it up and licks the underside of my throbbing cock from base to head. I wouldn’t say I’m all that big, a solid nine inches at maximum hardness, which I absolutely am in this moment. My head mushrooms a bit, but the veins are something Cady always says ‘give her the trembles.’ Bumpy veins ripple along the shaft, with one thick, bulging artery running it’s length.

“Mmmm, such good texture. I love veiny cocks,” she tells me, looking me in the eyes as she points the head of my cock at her open mouth and lunges forward. My cock is in the back of her throat in an instant. Her friends push her head into me, grope her breasts and fondle my balls. It’s enough to get me to nut right then. The friend pushing her head rises and positions herself behind Lindsay, and uses her pelvis to hump her head harder onto my cock as she places both hands on my face and kisses me deeply. She slides her warm tongue into my slightly opened mouth, still gaped with surprise. Lindsay slides her hands up and down my legs, her third friend massages my balls and runs her fingers along my abs as she squats to my side with her knees apart. There’s moaning into my mouth, at my cock, and the third woman licks my skin moaning softly. She runs her tongue along my leg, up my ass cheek, around my rough stomach muscles, anywhere she can find room. Someone uses their hand to pump my shaft into Lindsay’s sucking mouth, but with my attention at the kiss I can’t really say who’s hand it was. My own strong hands joined in, tangling the fingers of my right in the hair of the standing woman as she humped Lindsay’s head against me, my left groping and squeezing the soft flesh she had enhanced with the supplement.

I grunted into the mouth of the woman across from me as I felt my orgasm stir. She sucked my tongue into her mouth forcefully, and tickled it with her own gracefully dancing muscle. Her hands began working their way down my torso, scratching at my muscled body as my climax approached. Lindsay and the other must have felt the shifting in my cock and balls as they worked at me, their labor picking up. Her friend gripped my sack firmly and kissed at my legs, urging my climax. Lindsay pulled out to the head, sucking hard and flicking her tongue quickly across the sensitive nerves. She pumped her hand along my spit slickened shaft as my member thickened slightly, then began to pulse into her mouth. She pulled away after the first jet of cum coated her tongue, laughing giddily. Her friend sucking at my tongue broke our kiss and sunk to her knees as well as the second rope of thick semen shot out of my cock, hitting Lindsay across the face. It splattered next to her nose, covering her eye and dripping down her mouth. The three knelt together as the third rope glazed Lindsay’s engorged breasts, and my cock kept erupting. Pulse after pulse of hot cum covered Lindsay as her friends knelt around her, giggling excitedly. As I covered my girlfriend’s roommate with one astonishing orgasm, and clarity returned, I remembered the girl who came down the stairs. Maybe she hadn’t been gangbanged? Maybe sex with someone under full influence of this drug hyperproduces sperm production and ejaculation? Either way, this was the most amazing blowjob and orgasm ever.

I laugh a bit at that while I look down at Lindsay, completely covered in my sperm. Her friends have wasted no time in licking at her coated body. They suck her breasts, kiss her, lick her curvy hips, nibble at her shoulders, slide hands between her legs and under her almost non-existent skirt. 

My erection still stands firm, Lindsay’s eyes fixed hungrily to it and the white strand dripping from the head as I bend down to collect my clothes. I gotta get to Cady. She’s taking this same thing, and I have hardly even noticed how it’s changed her. More sex crazed, I suppose, but nothing like this? Her dorm is co-ed, so at this point in the semester, no telling what I’ll be walking into.

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