Cocky Test: Part 2, Celebration

Ron walked out of his class with confidence. While he wasn’t the best student, he was sure that he aced his test. In addition to being a college student, he was a warlock. While people with powers like his weren’t unheard of, they were still fairly uncommon. They were, however, common enough that measures were taken to ensure that no one could use magic to cheat on tests like the one he just completed. So he studied with his girlfriend Jessica, to little avail. He still was just not getting the concepts.

But then he had a brilliant idea. Instead of using the more traditional magics to cheat, he transformed his girlfriend into a part of his own body. This would give him access to her mind and knowledge. Now this type of magic would certainly be detected using the normal means, so he had to get creative. Taking advantage of new-age acceptance laws, he transformed her into his penis. Now even if the magic was detected, no one was legally allowed to ask him about it. After all, similar spells are fairly often used as a treatment for transgenered people.

So now Ron was able to use Jessica’s knowledge to pass the test without being questioned. He made the change the day before and his test wasn’t until later in the day, so Jessica had to experience life as his cock for a while before she was strictly needed. She had to endure boredom, his sweat, and worst yet, the unpleasantness of him urinating. It felt to her like she was vomiting up the most disgusting liquid imaginable. And despite her protests through their telepathic link, Ron did not return her to human form.

In fact, by the time of the test, she was pretty quiet, finally understanding that her protests were not changing his mind in the least. Though now that the test was over…

[Alright, Ron, your test is over, it’s time to undo this] Jessica said in his mind.

“I’ll get you, but not right now,” Ron responded casually. “There’s a party in the Kappa house that started an hour ago. I need to beat feet if I want to make it.”

[Come on, there will be chances for that later, get me out of here!] Jessica insisted.

“Sorry, but no, I just passed that test, I know it, so it’s time to celebrate!”

Jessica protested a bit more, but Ron just ignored her. While he couldn’t exactly turn her voice off, his magic did allow him to kind of quiet her down a bit so she didn’t bother him as much. He made his way across campus to the Kappa house, where he was greeted by the sounds of a party in progress. The loud music could be heard from a block away and he could see people hanging out on the porch, plastic cups in hand.

Ron nodded to the people on the porch before heading inside. He met up with some friends of his and partook of the free booze until he was drunk enough to forget about Jessica. Not that he forgot that she existed or that she was his cock, but he didn’t really care much anymore.

It wasn’t long before he ran into Amy, Jessica’s best friend. Amy and Ron had always been friendly, and when they were both drunk, they playfully flirted. Jessica was aware that they did this, and while she didn’t exactly like it, she knew it was harmless fun.

“Is Jessica here?” Amy asked Ron as they chatted in the corner of the room, away from the main party.

“Nah, she couldn’t make it today,” Ron considered the ‘oh she’s here’ joke, but thought better of it. This way he didn’t have to answer any follow up questions.

“So I have you all to myself, then huh?” Amy teased, tapping on Ron’s chest.

“Looks like!” Ron responded, enjoying the attention.

They talked and drank more as the party went on before they ended up in a hardore beerpong game. With the score tied at one cup each, their opponents scored the last shot, which would have ended the game. One of the guys on the other side of the table joked that they wouldn’t count the point if Amy took her shirt off.

Amy shrugged casually and pulled her shirt over her head, revealing her red push-up bra. While everyone was stunned at the turn of events, Amy tossed the ball directly into the last cup.

Ron and Amy celebrated as the other team pouted in their defeat, though they still took in the view of Amy in her bra since she didn’t bother to put her shirt back on.

“With you and… them, on my team I guess I can’t lose,” Ron joked, motioning toward her chest.

“Oh yeah, my secret weapons,” Amy laughed, taking a handful of each breast.

They both paused, looking into each other’s eyes. In the heat of the moment, they smiled and made their way quietly away from the party, slipping off upstairs. Finding the first unoccupied bedroom, they closed and locked the door behind them.

Amy and Ron didn’t waste any time, grabbing each other’s biceps and pulling in for a passionate kiss. They groped up and down each other as they made their way over to the bed. They fell down onto it, their lips still locked. Working together, they stripped off each other’s clothes until they were both naked.

[What the hell are you doing!?] Jessica screamed in Ron’s head. Now that she was free of his pants and could see what was happening, she wasn’t happy. [Really!? With my best friend!?]

Ron tried to shut her out. His brain was no longer controlling him, in his drunken state he was a slave to his horny impulses.

“Wait… do you have a condom?” Amy asked, breaking the silence between them.

“Shit, I don’t think I do,” Ron responded, frantically grabbing for his pants on the bed next to him, searching through his pockets. “I don’t.”

[Yeah, why would you have one of those?!] Jessica screamed. Since they haven’t slept together yet, she didn’t like what it would mean for him to have a condom

“Well, we can’t do this without…” Amy was clearly disappointed. Their connection was clearly more than just casual flirting, which caught them both off guard.

Ron, in his beer-fogged mind, had a great idea. He didn’t have a condom, but he could make one. Before he even really realized what he was doing, he cast his human transformation spell, just like he used on Jessica. Before he knew it, Amy had been reduced to an unwrapped condom.

“Shit, I didn’t really think that through…” he muttered under his breath.

[WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO HER!?]

[Wait, what the hell?] Amy’s voice echoed in Ron’s head. It was a weird sensation that he could hear both women in his head while they could not hear each other.

He grabbed up the condom and was about ready to cast the reversal spell when there was a knock on the door. Without thinking, Ron went over and opened it, looking around the door to hide his naked body behind it. What he didn’t realize was that he was holding the Amy condom in the hand that was currently on the door, putting her in clear view of anyone in the hallway. A clearly drunk woman was standing there, holding her button-up shirt closed with one hand. 

[What’s going on, why am I so small?] Amy still couldn’t understand what happened. Even in her current state, she was drunk, which made it so much harder to reconcile her situation.

“So like, my shirt buttons all came out and I um need to borrow a shirt, do you think there are any in there I could use?” the woman at the door asked. Her voice trailed off as she looked at the condom and then back to Ron, licking her lips.

“Unless you um… need help using that condom…”

Ron smiled, his raging hard-on standing straight up from his hips.

“I think we can do both of those,” he responded with a smile and pulled the door open.

The woman walked into the room with a swagger, heading straight for the bed, pulling her shirt off and dropping it to the floor as she went, leaving her topless since she apparently was not wearing a bra. Before she got to the bed, she had unzipped her skirt and pulled it down along with her panties.

Ron was still standing at the door as the woman climbed onto the bed, laid on her back and propped herself up on her elbows.

“Well are you coming or what?” she asked with a wink.

[If you go over there, we are so done] Jessica said.

[Who is she?]

Ron smiled as he pushed the door closed and locked it before walking over to the woman on the bed, reaching down to slide the Amy condom over himself as he went.

“Let me help you with that,” the woman said and moved to sit on the edge of the bed. She took the condom from Ron and suggestively put it in her mouth. Leaning forward, she grabbed Jessica by the base. Ron moaned as she took Jessica deep into her mouth, rolling Amy down his shaft with her lips. Even after she was in place like any other condom, the woman kept Ron’s cock in her mouth, working up and down with her lips and tongue.

Both Jessica and Amy were screaming at him in his mind, but somehow that was only managing to turn him on that much more. Something about being here with three women was extremely appealing to his drunken mind. And that fact that he was using two women without the third’s knowledge was apparently an undiscovered kink of his.

Ron’s eyes rolled back in his head, enjoying the feeling of her mouth on his cock, the pleasurable sensations therein being amplified by the spell trapping Jessica inside him. His legs started to go weak as she played with his balls idly, using her other hand at the base of his cock.

“Tasty,” she said, finally pulling her mouth off him. “But enough with the appetizer, I want the main course.” She stood and practically fell into the bed, her own drunkenness making her clumsy. She beckoned him with one finger while she rolled over, putting her face down into the pillow and presenting her ass to him.

[DON’T. YOU. FUCKING. DARE] Jessica’s voice rang through his head.

[God, that was so… what the hell, NO!] Amy protested, seeing what was coming her way.

Ron ignored them both and climbed up onto the bed, walking on his knees over into position as the stranger wiggled her hips and moaned in anticipation. Settling into position between her legs, Ron took Jessica by her base and guided her tip toward the woman’s dripping pussy.

[NO, YOU MOTHERFUCKER!] Jessica screamed. Amy protested as well, but her words were slurred into an incomprehensible mess.

Ron just smiled and pressed the head of his cock between the wet lips of the stranger. There was a flicker of doubt in his head for just a short moment where he thought that maybe this was crossing a line. But then the woman sighed beneath him and he stopped thinking with the head on his shoulders. He moaned under his breath as he pressed himself into her, his head lit up with the protests of the transformed women. 

The woman below him grabbed at the sheets and buried her head in the pillow, moaning in pleasure. Ron was so turned on that he didn’t hold back for a moment. He thrust into her with a reckless abandon that shook the bed beneath them. If it weren’t for the alcohol flowing through his blood, he wouldn’t have lasted long.

Ron’s eyes fluttered closed as he drove the two transformed women deep into the stranger’s pussy until his hips bounced off hers. The woman beneath him must have thought she was in a pornography shoot. Her pleasure screams and moans must have been heard by someone else in the house, maybe even those downstairs. And if they didn’t hear her, they certainly would have heard the cheap headboard banging against the wall.

Ron let his head roll back and his eyes close, his pleasure rising. His fingers dug deep into her hips as the woman beneath him slipped her hand down to her slit and started working furiously on herself. Ron shifted his hands further down her hips, getting a better grip on her.

She grunted her discomfort, the constant pounding starting to hurt now that her orgasm was fading. Her moans of pleasure still in his ears, Ron grunted under his breath as he felt his climax started. Both Jessica and Amy protested, though Jessica’s disgust shone through as she was forced to vomit up his cum, only to have it pool around her head, trapped by her best friend.

As Ron slipped himself out of his unknown lover, they both fell onto the bed, thoroughly spent. Now that their excretion was done, the air felt cold, especially on their skin that was still damp with sweat.

Ron did his best to ignore the voices in his head, both women screaming at him for forcing them inside of another woman’s vagina. Jessica and Amy were disgusted, both of them still forced to endure the taste and smell of his load.

With a smile, Ron drifted off to sleep. The last thing he was aware of was the woman behind him starting to snore.

The next morning, he woke slowly, his head aching, the hangover digging its claws in deep. He paused for a moment, forgetting where he was.

[Oh, finally awake are we?] Jessica screamed at him.

Ron smiled, remembering what happened the night before. He rolled over to see if his partner was still there, but he was in the bed by himself. She must have woken sooner than him. That’s when the desperate need to urinate hit him. He slowly rolled out of the bed onto his feet. Without thinking, he pulled his pants on and headed out into the hallway.

Stumbling into the bathroom, he dropped his pants in front of the toilet. Taking a hold of himself, he realized he was still wearing the condom from the night before. He unceremoniously pulled it off and tossed it over into the trash can next to the toilet.

[NO! AMY!] Jessica screamed in his head. [You bastard! Change her back!]

[No, what? Where am I? GET ME OUT OF HERE?] Amy shouted from the trash can. Ron didn’t respond, his sleep and hangover mixing up Jessica and Amy’s words to a point where he thought he was only hearing Jessica.

Ron finished his piss, washed his hands, pulled his pants up and left, leaving Amy there among the tissues and condom wrappers. After gathering his clothes from the random bedroom he occupied the night before, he made his way back to his dorm room.