With a steady tug you feel yourself sliding out of Kristina's hot, moist core. Finally, thankfully, you pop free and find yourself swinging freely by your string, suspended from her fingers. A brief moment of panic runs through your system as your vision clears to reveal yourself looking down between your girlfriends legs into a waiting toilet bowl.
'Whoa! What a sec!' you cry out, already knowing that she can't hear you. Despite this, Kristina somehow senses your fear and makes a show of almost dropping you past her legs a couple of times before she finally lays you down on the floor beside the toilet.
With relief, you begin to hear Kristina speaking words that are both very alien, yet equally familiar. She's reading from the spell book.
"Klaatu..." she intones seriously as she wiggles her fingers above you. You aren't entirely sure that the spell calls for that, but so long as you end up back in human form you find it tough to care if she want to get into the role. As she speaks you feel yourself begin to change shape.
"Barat--wow! That's so cool!" she squeaks suddenly halfway through the spell. Unfortunately, in marveling at the transformation that you've only half completed, she'd interrupted the spell. The most intense pain you've ever felt shoots through your half-formed body. Every breath is an agony. You try to scream but the only sound emitted is a strange gurgling squeak.
Unfortunately for you, Kristen's only response to your anguished noise is to giggle. "Aren't you goofy looking. Maybe I should just leave you like that." Her tone indicates that she's joking. She's not trying to be cruel; she's mere oblivious your pain.
She actually goes so far as to pet you like your some sort of fucking dog. You try to scream again, but the pain is so intense that you can only curl into a tight ball.
"Sleepy, huh," she asks as she watches you. Holy shit! Can she be that stupid?! Why won't she just finish change you back?!
To your immense relief, she begins reciting the spell again. "Let's see where was I? Oh yeah: Klaatu Barata Nikto!"
Finally the pain recedes and finally disappears. For several long moments, you can only gasp for breath from your position on the floor. You realize that you're still covered in a thin layer of your girlfriends fluids.
"What the hell is your problem," Kristen asks suddenly, "shouldn't you be on your knees thanking me?"
Anger like you've never felt floods your system. You realize, on some level, that the last few minutes aren't truly her fault, but this sudden bout of attitude is the straw that broke the camels back.
"What the hell is my problem," you echo as you finally begin to climb to your feet. Your voice is calm at first, but the rage behind your words only increases as you speak, "you fucking bitch. What the fuck do you think is my problem? I've just had one of the worst experience of my entire fucking life thanks to you! And you have the nerve to fucking laugh at me to boot and then demand to know what... the hell... is MY problem?!
As your enraged yelling continues the first emotion to cross her face is shock. She'd truly expected a thank you and then a hearty laugh between the two of you. The second is anger of her own. Dark and terrible. She doesn't say a word as you continue to rant louder and louder. Instead, she calmly looks down at the spell book and begins reciting again.
"...and another thing you fucking whore," you continue, "uh... wait... what are you doi--"
An instant later you're back on the bathroom floor as your massive girlfriend looms over you.
"Bitch am I? Being in my pussy was the worst experience of your life was it" she says coldly as she picks you, back in tampon form, up between her fingers. You could practically smack yourself. She doesn't realize the pain you were in. She thinks the experience you were talking about was that of being in her pussy! What an idiot you've been! Kristen continues on, "well, I'll show you just how much of a bitch I can be! As far as I'm concerned, we are through. You're just a tampon and you ARE going to be used."
Finally she stops and closes her eyes as she takes a deep breath. When she opens them again the rage is gone, but the coldness behind them remains. She glances down at you and smiles. She intends to...
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