Chemical Control
Simmering
by GalactoseTolerant
Tags:
#cw:noncon
#addiction
#breast_expansion
#dom:male
#drug_use
#f/f
#f/m
#pov:bottom
#sub:female
#ass_expansion
#blowjob
#breast_growth
#breastfeeding
#cock_growth
#cock_worship
#cocksucking
#cum_eating
#cum_fixation
#cumshot
#drug_play
#drugged
#exhibitionism
#growth
#hucow
#lactation
#multiple_partners
#pov:multiple
#pov:top
#scifi
#slow_burn
Alkim
Not much else happened that weekend. Vicky was still away visiting some boy she had met at a music festival months ago, Mikaella was out doing her own thing, and Hannah never interacted with anyone else.
He called the restaurant to quit. Then, he called his friend Alyssa about that lab opening, and she promised to let him know what her boss thought about it in a few days. That was about all he’d been able to make himself do for job applications. Not like he’d ever had any success applying for jobs without some kind of personal networking connection. Alkim didn’t see the point in trying until he’d gotten word back from Aly, so he just hung out with Kate.
By Monday, he had noticed something about Kate seemed a bit off. Alkim knew some people report actual changes in personality after trying strong hallucinogens. This wasn’t like that, Alkim didn’t think the DMT trip changed her personality, exactly. She was definitely still Kate, but it’s like she was more active, amiable, and way less forgetful of where she put things. Normally she would just leave dirty dishes anywhere and spend all her time looking at her phone, while Alkim would do his thing and clean as much as he could. Now, she was almost like an attentive older sister, offering Alkim a glass of water here, a mixed drink there, and she’d even take the dirty glasses away on her own.
For anyone else that wouldn’t sound very odd, but Alkim couldn’t recall ever seeing Kate clean a single dish the entire time he’d lived here, and it was very normal for him to spend a lot of time helping her look for lost items. Kate lost her vape so often that Alkim had taken to playing that song, “Where's My Juul??” every time he helped her look for it, just to riff on how predictably she would lose track of it. Yet he didn’t think he’d played that song for her in several days, whereas he usually did about once a day.
Kate also started to regularly offer Alkim hits off her Juul, which he refused because he didn’t really care for nicotine. The next day she surprised Alkim with a new vape for weed, which really caught him off guard, since she never seemed to like weed before. When she gave it to him, he jokingly offered to shotgun the hits back to her so they could save on weed.
The last thing Alkim expected was for her to instantly agree, take a long drag, and bring her lips to his before Alkim could say a word. Kate got close enough for Alkim to feel her tits pressing lightly into his pecs. Holy shit! She definitely wasn’t wearing a bra. Alkim could almost feel the jabs from her nipple piercings through his thin tank top. He was caught completely off-guard, frozen stiff on the couch as she exhaled into his mouth. She finished exhaling, but her lips lingered for a couple seconds before she finally pulled back, settling back on the couch to his right. Alkim was so stunned that he didn’t exhale the vapor for several moments, while Kate was already scrolling through Postmates and offered to order just a ton of food to share.
Before Alkim could finish processing the sudden mouth-to-mouth drug delivery, he realized the hard outline of his dick was extremely visible in his athletic shorts, and it was pointed directly at Kate. Alkim quickly crossed his right leg over the left to hide his boner. Not exactly subtle, but he didn’t really have any other options. Kate was still on her phone, completely obvious to how worked up she made him.
Fuck!
She was making him so much hornier than usual. Alkim had to do something about it. He made some excuse about feeling sweaty (which he actually was), and went to the one working shower to jerk off. He set up his portable speaker to blast out speed metal, hopefully drowning out any potential moaning on his part.
Alkim closed his eyes and jerked off, lost in the memory of Kate’s perfect lips kissing him, breathing his air, flattening her huge tits against his pecs. Inevitably, the fantasy went deeper. In Alkim’s imagination there was no vape; she didn’t need one. Kate would just come up to Alkim on the couch, and, real casually—no words necessary—pull out his dick, wrap her lips around the head and start sucking. She didn’t need the vape, just Alkim’s dick, like he had all the fun chemicals she craved available on demand.
Fuck yes! Don’t stop, Kate!
The image was locked in his head; those perfect lips that had just touched his own were wrapped around his cock; her tongue working the head, lapping up every drop of precum as it dribbled out for her. Alkim started pumping faster at the thought. Dream-Kate wouldn’t take very long, she had gotten more than enough blowjob practice every day. After a few minutes of her tender nursing he came explosively into her mouth, and she’d moan in ecstasy as she swallowed it all down, and licked him clean, never allowing a single drop to escape her beautiful lips.
Take it all!
Alkim came under the falling water for what felt like an incredibly long orgasm, and he practically lost his footing with his spasms. When Alkim finally opened his eyes the cum had already washed down the drain.
He hoped this wasn’t going to become a regular thing. It would be very suspicious if he needed to shower three times a day. Yet a much deeper part of him wanted so much more. He wanted that vision to become reality. He wanted to be Kate’s relief. He wanted Kate to need him like she needed that fucking vape.