You’re Feeling Sexy, Very Sexy (You to Layla TG)

(Just in time for her birthday, or I suppose your birthdays now ;) )

"Ohhh fuck me!"

Your deadlines had stacked, projects on top of projects you had thought you were on top of till suddenly they were on top of you, strangling you with work as you had lost count of how many pots of coffee you had put up. Even your roommate had been worried as you crossed into day four without sleep, the whole week likely going to be sleepless as you struggled to stay awake. Your eyes felt heavy, your thoughts so sluggish and confused that you were starting to delete more than you were adding but you had to push through. It wasn't an option; it was sink or swim and you just had to bank on your fifth wind to carry you through.

Time was starting to blur as you swore the bags under your eyes were stabbing deeper, odd thoughts swimming to the surface the longer you stared mesmerized at the screen, struggling not to let your lids close. You had to keep going, had to keep working, psychic stress mounting as you shifted your position, though everything felt sore this long in a chair. You'd have given anything to offload this onto someone else, trying to make your thoughts cohere, finding your head bobbing, your pace slowing. Every stroke, every letter blurred together. Had to... had... to... leave it to me, Daytime~!

You gave a half-choked snort, head whipping around as you looked for who had just talked. Such an energetic, girly voice hit like salt through your sluggish brain, the giggles seemingly always just behind you as you made triply sure you were alone in your room. Of course we were silly!

"Wh-Who's there?!"

Something was familiar about the voice, that tip of your tongue feeling that felt aggravating but for now, there was something oddly soothing about the bubbliness, her sighing, whistling glee infectious as your heart fluttered. It felt so comfy, making you want to let her take over…

What? No, that wasn't your thought. But it is~! See, you're thinking right now how much easier it'd be and we know you want it... You checked your tabs to make sure you didn't have a video playing or something that just happened to line up, eyes feeling heavier and a bit sore, rubbing them as it was like you could feel our long fluttery curtains telling you to sleep Daytime...

Yeah they did feel fluttery, your eyelashes nice and long as you rubbed the back of your hand against them, feeling something pop as you picked at some eye crust or something, a nice sleepy weight drooping on your eyelids as you squirmed. Looking at your hands, rather than the yellowy crap you were expecting, the back of your hand had black crumbs, your eyes mesmerized as the powder seemed to liquify, slowly spreading over your skin as tiny pinches painlessly worked away all sorts of tiny hairs.

"That's... that's na-ahhhhhht~"

The yawn caught you by surprise, forcing your head back as your shoulders shrugged, the full body stretch wringing something out as you gave a halfhearted moan, your cock twitching. Something was wrong, your breaths airier, almost lighter as you poked at your throat, your Adam's Apple almost feeling... smaller? And why did your finger feel like leather instead of-

"Oh right the black st-uhhhhhhhngh?"

Another yawn and this time you could feel the pop as your shoulders squeezed, one of them slipping out of your undershirt as you stared, your right hand stuffed inside our usual gloves though we ought to stretch a bit more to avoid those unsavory muscle cramps!

Great, so you were hearing voices, and more embarrassingly you were getting turned on by it, like you could hear her whispering in your ears, your own breathing so bright and light and- That feeling of wrongness increased as your hands squeezed together, your amber-colored eyes widening as you watched a gloved hand flex and pop your other into a dainty copy that was so so ready to work!

"What? Thaaaaaht shouldn't be pahhhhhssiblggh?!"

The second yawn was massive, your jaw clicking as you opened your mouth wide as if needing to let something out, your cock throbbing hard as one of your gloved hands peeled down your sweats, freeing as you stroked it with a finger as if it was some cute pet. The moans made the half-choked pop in your throat come out in a gurgle, your sleepy voice sounding so much breathier than before, another hand giving your throat a firm pat as you felt almost like a passenger. You weren't doing this to yourself and yet of course it was you silly. You're just taking a break from all this work, riiiight~?

"Yeaaah s-sooooo tired oooh~ b-but I sound so c-HUUUUUTE~?!"

Both hands were now fondling your cock, their slim fingers so nice as they stroked rhythmically, a thumb rubbing between your balls as each stroke pressed it deeper. At a certain depth something twitched, your body spasming as you gave a shriek, hot cum pouring out as you felt your energy draining even further, nice sleepy heat radiating up through your core, buzzing along your skin, your orgasmic kicks tearing your peeled down sweats in two as they grew slathered in ropes of white sticky... fabric?

"Huuuuuh?"

It took your brain some time to process the sight below, your torn black half pants damply pressing against your thighs as your cum seemed to overtake its coloring, your legs soon swaddled in loose white silk, so soft as it rubbed against your legs like warm sheets on a cold night, your bare toes twitching as your socks were absorbed into the forming stockings. You didn't like how adorably they hug our figure as you finally realized something wrong was happening, something that wasn't supposed to be possible. You had to call for help or do something but the continuous releases were draining you, your legs and feet on pins and needles like the muscle had all fallen asleep. You tried putting weight on them only for one of your fingers to nudge tighter as your balls nestled into your body, your squeals halfhearted as it was like all of your strength had just spewed to the floor.

Aww don't worry Daytime, I know you're just a bit uncomfy. That's why you're trying to get up. I'll make sure you're so fluffed and warm you won't even waaaanna wake up till you're rested kay?

The bubbly voice sounded so much like your own moans it was getting confusing, each word like a spike of caffeinated energy that seemed to pull from your body any logic or agency as you tried to beg for it to stop, but only a long yawn escaped your plumpened lips. Now the pins and needles were all over your arms and shoulders too as your hands paused their stroking to give an exaggerated stretch, some drool spilling down your smooth chin as they shrugged out of your far too large shirt.

A few satisfying pops followed, your voice so soft and satiny as you came, your smooth, creamy shoulders rubbing frictionlessly against your cheeks as they pulled in tight to some inner embrace. All you could do was watch helplessly and drowsily as your whole body seemed to be shrinking with each breath out as if you were falling into yourself, which really is what all this overwork does to ya! Shaving away bits of yourself when you push yourself too hard. That's why you gotta take better care of this lovely figure of ours Daytime!

Yeah you really did have to... No, don't listen to the voice of reason silly! Jeez you're so indecisive sometimes; you almost never go after what you really want. Doesn't this feel super duper nice Daytime? Your hands were back between your legs, but rather than your cock, they were cozying up to your thighs, rubbing in sensual circles as the stockings rubbed against your hairless legs, your little sleepy moans eeping out adorably as the tingly tired muscles in your lower half bubbled like hot milk on a stove.

They were getting stronger with their rubbing, your cock leaking even without being touched as heat bubbled under the skin, your thighs getting thicker, plusher, the gloved fingers knowing just where to jab and massage as the once loose fabric was starting to squeeze against your legs. With each surge came an accompanied thinning elsewhere, the bubbly voice humming as she continued to work your legs as the pins and needles compressed on the backs of your calves, the sides and soles of your feet, a ticklish sort of pleasure as you watched your dangling legs twitch and curve into slender, feminine delight.

"Ahhh p-please... I ahhh~ d-doooon't... mmgh nnnhh ohhhh~..."

It was like the hands and voice knew better than your own body, their shaping making you dizzy with each squeeze, your body so weak and malleable as they fluffed your thighs into proper pillows that dimpled against your cock like warm marshmallow fluff, a perfect resting place for that hard thing to finally snuggle in to bed...

It was so warm, not hot but the cozy sort of heat that was spreading throughout, your bare upper half a bit chilly as your nipples felt stiff and sore. It only made the heat below all the more enticing as your balls seemed to nuzzle themselves, rubbing back and forth as they dove under the covers of your scrotum, thighs squeezing together as you felt something slide inside, your cum running clear as the hands moved lower.

Feel how much pent-up stress you've been dealing with silly? Shh shh, just let it all out. Isn't this nice?

One hand was cupping your thinning ankles, running gloved fingers over tightly stockinged feet as clear pulses of bliss and energy dampened down your thighs, but the other hand had most of your attention, slowly peeling the fabric higher, spreading that amazing warmth deeper as it was cupping your ass, your cushioning feeling plusher as even just sitting was making you cum. The bliss was so overwhelming you just sat in a daze, groaning as the heat slowly wormed under your cock, the hem of the white stockings recombining as it nestled your cock directly between them, just in time for your hips to widen as they juiced your cock for all it had left.

Aww, the poor thing's all tuckered out.

Your hands wouldn't stop groping your ass, making it even thicker, your cock struggling to stay hard as thick thigh flesh swallowed it completely. There had to be a point where you'd run out of cum, where you wouldn't keep drowning in pleasure. You wanted to fight back, to even put up just a paltry show of resistance, but the heat was all encompassing as it dove into your softening organ.

Feel how badly it just wants to sleep? Aww it's so cute trying too hard, but what if I just... boop!

Your head thrust back, eyes and mouth leaking as you gurgled, half-sounding like snores as you almost passed out from the finger pressing against your tip. It felt like marshmallow fluff, the heat making it just as squishy and easy to shape, the heat behind it a bubbling mass of cocoa as you could feel it melting inside.

You couldn't even see it, just feel as it shrank, the ticklish tingling muscle sleep spreading up your shaft as the bubbly voice cooed over your dazed mind, giggling about how much better you'd feel soon, how this was what you wanted, your thoughts feeling sludgy and thick as you gave a half-gasped squeak the moment your tip finally dove under the covers. A pair of panties pressed tightly against it, two thigh bands forming as you shuddered. Your clit was thrashing like a restless sleeper but the panties were tucking it into its final spot, your whole body surging with heat as you felt your first female orgasm drain you of every drop of testosterone left.

See, I knew you'd love it! Now you can go as many times as you want. Feel how cool that is?

Rather than being the end, you found yourself gasping, hands pressing against your labia, rubbing your slit, tingling your clit, hot feminine desires burgeoning as you felt the heat pool inside your head, your ears pulsing as you felt like the pleasure would make you pass out, each orgasm a full body affair as your core sucked flat and curvy.

It was like your entire workload condensed and fucking you all at once, your brain spasming as you just couldn't take it, unable to even deny or groan in resistance as each surge sent hair tumbling down your cheeks and shoulders, your ears burning as they hardened much like your nipples and stiffened out. The inner you seemed to know your limits though, keeping you on that border as the incredible heat climbed up your stomach, cuddling you to submission as your bare nipples trembled in the chilly air.

Oh whoops, kinda forgot to snuggle you up properly. Sorry Daytime, wouldn't want us catching a cold.

Somehow you knew the chill welling in your chest was your cryo element activating, a chilly wind whipping your messy bed's top sheet to life as it glowed a soft blue, the whole thing compressing into a cloak as it folded over your trembling body. You had no fight left in you, no energy to even whine, so exhausted and pleasured that you just let it wash over you as a hood folded around your head, sleeves attaching to the gloves as a corset hugged your slender waist even tighter.

So drowsy, so tired, so drained. You just wanted to let yourself take over. Too much work to do, too many things happening at once and your eyes felt so heavy, if you just let it all go to sleep…

"Oooh ahh ahhhhn..."

Yeah that felt nice. The less you even tried to hold anything back the more these warm massaging tugs on your scalp seemed to melt your stress, hundreds of comforting tugs making you give eepy coos as your ears spread to tender, triangular cones, your silky blue hair feeling like sheets of the highest thread count as it was pulled longer and longer, draping over you as you just needed a nap, a quick breather and then you could get back to work. So tired, you were so...

You shook your head, struggling to stay awake, fighting sleep, yet your head kept toppling forwards in drowsed fits of narcolepsy, each jostle up finding your chest feeling tenderer, jigglier. You had lost count of the orgasms, even the bubbly chatter inside your ears so consistent and mindless it felt almost like white noise, your eyelids feeling as heavy as your swelling chest as drool splattered over a thick nipple, your mind not even shocked by the growing tits, only able to think of how pillowy they must be turning, so perfect to just rest your head in and give in completely...

That's it Daytime. Let's finish this last bit and take another thing off our workload. Just lean forwards aaaand~

Your hands gripped your tits and squeezed, your voice groaning as you toppled forwards, breasts fluffing out to catch your sleepy head as your lids began to close. They were so big and soft, not even the neck strain of napping on your own chest pillows enough to stop the exhaustion from finally winning out. You had just cummed out the last bit of energy left, the last coherent thought, the pleasure washing over you as you gave one final pleasure sigh that stretched out, then in till the quiet soft pants of sleep took over.

"Phew, that took a lot more work than I expected. And I've got so many more projects to take care of! Silly Daytime just doesn't know how to say no, hehe~!"

Layla stretched a bit, taking care of the crick in her neck and giving a small yawn before getting to work. After all, she did have a bunch of reality to rewrite, ten papers to work on and a whole lot to learn about this new world. At least her old self was all tucked away and cozy in the back of her head. Hopefully she could take some stress off of 'em! And it seemed like this world had so many astrology fans too! Ah she couldn't wait to get started...

You woke up in a panicked daze, your thoughts a mess as you ran to your computer, wondering how you could have let yourself fall asleep at such a crucial time. You vaguely remembered some weird wet dream, but all your projects were due and you had to... Wait, they were done?

You had to double check the time, apparently half a day slept through as you stared at multiple finished or near-finished essays and projects all labeled neatly with even a tab open of a timetable for what was left. You really must have been tired to forget doing all this, and why did you leave so many hearts and tilde's on the itinerary? All that shocked relief was replaced with a far more existential one when you slumped back and sighed, only then noticing the pitch of your voice and two breasts stuffed into a revealing dress.

"Wh-What the fuck?! No no no that was a dream that didn't- Ooooh~!"

The pinch yourself awake thing had been a mistake to test out with your boobs, finding them very much real and a very crucial thing missing as you felt something twitch and leak between your thighs you definitely weren't supposed to have. Even with the bit of sleep you'd had you did not have the mental capacity to deal with ANY of this and it was all complicated further the moment your roommate came in looking exhausted himself.

"O-Oh god I don't know what to do! Please I think I-"

Of all the things you could have expected, you couldn't have prepared for him to suddenly grab you and give you a warm, comforting kiss on the lips, more of that alien twitching ramping up as you blushed.

"Don't worry Layla, you always figure it out in the end."

Huh? Wh-What was he even talking about? And he had kissed you! Your best friend had just... why wasn't he freaking out about you turning into a girl? Ah and wh-why was he rubbing your shoulders like that, had he always been so tall? No no you had to stop these weird feelings before you got swept in by them.

"Erm d-don't you notice h-how I'm EEEP~!"

You must have been light cause he lifted you up easily in a hug, your heart racing as he gently placed you onto your bed. A bed which you now noticed had starry sheets and all sorts of astronomy books on a night table.

"What you need is some sleep babe."

Babe? Ah no why were you blushing you didn't want this you didn't-

"I-I can't sleep! Not like this!"

At least that seemed to get him thinking as you squirmed. Rrgh you kept feeling this weird heat between your thighs at being manhandled like that, b-but he was listening now. You just had to figure this out.

"Well you could always do a reading. I know that calms you down."

"Y-Yes we'll read up and figure out how I-I- ahhhhh~?"

His hands suddenly grabbed onto your ass, squeezing hard, the pressure turning you on as you felt your pantyhose dampen, an odd but incredible heat throbbing below as your best friend groped your ass.

"Well how's my palm feeling? My life line feel good? Though I know you like looking at the Mercury line huh?"

You couldn't talk, stuttering out half-moaned ekes as you could feel the calluses and folds of his palm from how tight he was squeezing, the rough handling and intimacy as he towered over you making your cheeks red as you felt yourself leaking. You were crippled with indecision and arousal, confusedly staring at your boyfriend waiting for him to- Y-Your boyfriend? No no w-wait a-

"Thaaaaht's pahhhlmistry not- Ah ahh I mean ahhhh?"

What were you even talking about? Ah god he was using both hands now and your skin was so sensitive. D-Did this always feel so good? Ah you had to do something he was taking off your pantyhose, h-he was taking off his...

Your eyes zeroed in on his bulge, everything else blanking a bit as you found yourself panting, staring down at your dripping slit. It had a certain kind of rumbling hollowness that really felt good, but surely it couldn't handle your boyfriend's massive- Ah what were you thinking, you didn't want your roommate's dick! You were a guy the day before, none of this made- Wait when did he put a condom-

"Sorry Layla, here's your favorite telescope to help you see the stars."

"Huh wai- HYAAAAA~!"

You definitely saw stars as he stuck it in, his hands gripping your love handles as you felt it thrust inside. You squealed, every muscle tensing as the ache turned to a tear, penetration making you shudder as the initial pain stretched you, spreading out into a starburst of utter ecstasy as you nearly choked from the bliss.

"Hnngh you really MMGH must be stressed. Haven't felt you this AHH tight since we started NNGH dating. Barely got the tip INNGH!"

This was just the tip?! Ah no you already felt stuffed l-like you were on the verge of having something tear if he put any more in and yet it was like your body craved it, his hands feeling so supportive as he began to thrust, yours moving on their own as you felt it sliding deeper.

You were moaning, shrieking, cumming, certain your body was going to rip in two, that you couldn't take more, couldn't possibly handle any of this. You couldn't possibly take another inch and yet your body was betraying you, pressing back against his thrusts all the while he kept calling your name.

Layla thrust Layla thrust Layla thrust Layla

Each one felt like it'd break you, yet each time it slid deeper the more the pleasure radiated out, your head blanking as the folds of your brain were being overcome with the girlfriend treatment your room- roo- b-boyfriend was giving you. It took everything just to take it, every muscle clenched as your tits and ass jiggled with every thrust his cock scraping deeper than you thought possible as surely this next thrust had to be all he had, all you could take, and it was already too much!

And yet you couldn't stop.

You felt dizzy as his hands traveled around your body, groping and gripping in equal measure, the firm, comforting grip making you not even have the energy to deny it as he called you Layla, as he yelled how sexy you were, how much of a good girlfriend you were. You were being split in two, your body balanced atop a crag rolling through your clit and you needed it so badly, drooling and gasping.

This was just a dream, it had to be, your body unable to take so much cock surely, so stop thinking and let it happen. It was too much work to think of any other name than what he was calling you, to feel like anything other than his girlfriend as he spread you deeper and further than the blessings of the stars could reach. You loosened up, more stars appearing in your dazed view wondering how there could possibly be any-

SMACK

Your ass finally slapped against his stomach, feeling it ram you as hot shocks rumbled through your entire being as he pulled your hair. All you could see were stars and hear your name repeated over and over as the forceful pleasure crested, your brain unspooling the last of its panic and stress as something unclenched, both your voices screaming as it felt like every cell in your body was burning with the star's blessings in one massive orgasm.

LAYLA

Something was draining but you had no energy left, the pleasure washing over you over and over till you felt something hot swell and slide out your pussy, your boyfriend groaning your name as he cuddled against you before he began to snore.

You almost went to join him and get more sleep, but you had so much more work to do, even if you were ahead of schedule. You just knew you'd end up finding more piled on somehow and you wanted to get an early start on your masters thesis. You stretched and yawned, only pausing when you swore you heard your voice giggling quietly somewhere, but it was too bubbly to be your sleepy self. Seriously, you wondered what people meant when they asked why you weren't your perky self. What, were the two of you or something? Ha you wished, but at least you had an adorable boyfriend and most of your finals squared away. You might even get more than four hours of sleep tonight if you worked hard enough.

Gosh you were still exhausted, but you could keep working. Just a little more yeah... and when Daytime passes out again, round two hehehe... Huh? Weird thoughts again. Get it together Layla. Perhaps you could just take the night off and cuddle. You did just feel so... so... tired…