Sunlight crept into the bedroom, waking me up from a peaceful slumber. I breathed deeply, streching my body with a gentle sigh. It was a moment of blissful peace before the memories of Yesterday began to surface. Memories of giving myself to John like an eager slut. What started as a task to earn my manhood back, had quickly spiraled out of my control. I became someone else; a persona known as Katie.
Katie was nothing but an invention, a name I plucked from the air to help me do what needed to be done. But the things I had done were above and beyond anything I had planned for. Swallowing John's cum, pleasuring myself in his bed, begging him to fuck me! That wasn't even mentioning the other things I did throughout the day for him. The thought of it made me shudder. It was a nightmare to think I had done it, but I took some solace in knowing whatever compelled me to do it was no longer in control. I was in control, not Katie.
It was time to speak to John and beg him to change me back. As far as I was concerned, I had paid off my debt to him before breakfast Yesterday. We had agreed to keep me in this form for an entire week, but surely he would make an acception. Then again, I might have just set a dangerous precident. It was possible he now expected me to continue at the pace Katie had set, in which case I'd be expected to wake him up in a similar fashion.
My heart was racing, though it was hard to know exactly why. Was I dreading confrontation, or growing excited at the thought of sucking his dick again? There were two hands on the steering wheel, but only one of them was my own. There was no telling how much Katie was influencing my direction until I took the next step. I turned over in bed, feeling my nipples brush against the bedding as I faced John's side of the bed. But instead of a snoring lump beside me, I found myself alone.
"Thank god." I muttered to myself.
My relief was short lived, however, when I felt something ooze out from between my legs. Lifting the covers confirmed my fear, as a white liquid was lazily dripping from my pussy. John didn't have protection, which Katie didn't have a problem with. But now, with a clear mind, I was terrified. What if I was pregnant? What if I was stuck in this form forever?
Snapping out of my panic, I got out of John's bed and headed towards the bathroom. The trickling liquid between my legs made me so uncomfortable. I needed to be clean asap. There was still no sign of John in his apartment, which was actually a blessing right now. I could talk to him after the shower. Maybe even find something to cover myself up so he doesn't get anymore ideas.
The running water was soothing me ever so slightly, but I wasn't allowing myself to relax until I was sure it was all gone. Five minutes of intense scrubbing later, I was somewhat satisfied that I had done a thorough job, at least on the outside. I didn't know what else to do, other than using two fingers to try and scoop any remaining cum from my pussy. But then it occured to me. What if that was the trigger? Stimulating myself could be exactly what woke Katie up.
So I had two options. Risk waking up my slutty persona, or risk staying like this forever. It was a no-brainer. With another deep breath, I averted my eyes and moved my fingers between my legs. The sensation was the exact opposite of what it was Yesterday. No pleasure, only discomfort and pain. But maybe that was a good thing for this job. I continued for a moment or two, before the pain was too much and I had no choice but to stop. There had to be a better way.
The showerhead immediately came to mind. It detached quite easily from the stand it rested on. But as I moved it between my legs I realised my mistake. The pulse of warm water was intense to feel on such a sensitive area and I felt my legs weaken beneath me. A soft moan echoed in the bathroom as I pushed myself to endure the sensation. While the pleasure continued to grow, I felt no changes to my mind, no intrusive thoughts about John. Knowing that pleasure wasn't related to Katie's awakening, I considered keeping it going longer. But in truth, I still didn't dare give in.
Toweling myself off, I breathed a sigh of relief. Katie was still asleep in the back of my mind and I had successfully cleaned away the last remnants of Yesterday. To be safe, I should really go out and get the morning after pill, but for now all I needed to do was talk to John. I saw a pair of panties and a bra left for me on the side. It was better than nothing, so I took them and began putting them on, when I heard John laugh from the doorway.
"That was one hell of a night." He smirked.
"John. Listen, we need to talk about this debt. I-"
"Oh don't worry, Katie. Our debt is settled now." John assured.
"Thank god! Because I can't stand another day like... Wait..." My heart sank. "Katie?"