Chapter 4

Mortified, Mel clawed at the bed sheets as she lay on the floor, desperately trying to cover her body. She probably should have checked if she hadn’t broken anything after a fall like that, but given the situation that was pretty far down on her list of priorities. Once she’d gotten a grip, she yanked the covers off the bed and pulled them over herself. She cast a worried look at Vicky, who hadn’t moved an inch. Her mouth still hung open, her blinking eyes the only thing about her that wasn’t frozen in place.

“So…” tried Mel. “How much did you see?”

“I don’t… I can’t even begin to…”

Vicky genuinely looked lost for words, running a hand through her black hair as she shook her head.

“You had… your…”

The Asian girl pointed a shaky finger at the now covered Mel.

“Were you inside out?” she asked, quaveringly.

Mel couldn’t help herself, and a snort of laughter escaped her lips.

“Pffft, ‘inside out’? You make it sound so weird,” she said, walking over with the sheets still obscuring her form.

“It’s fine. I’m sorry if, like, you got a fright, but it’s fine! Really!”

Mel put on a big, desperate smile.

“So, uh, how ‘bout we just forget this ever happened–”

“You were ''streaming yourself''!” hissed Vicky, now coming back to reality and moving on from the shock she had been frozen in. “On the internet!”

“Well, obviously it was on the internet–”

“Mel! You’ve been shooting porn in my apartment! Really ''weird'' porn!”

“''Our'' apartment,” said Mel, all smiles and sugar-sweet tone.

Vicky clasped her fists together, trying to articulate why she felt so mad. She decided to change tack.

“Just… tell me you’re okay at least, and that you’ve not fucked up your body for some… I don’t know… internet pimp.”

Mel cocked an eyebrow.

“Really? That’s what you’re going with? An ''internet pimp''? What was the last time you heard or read anything about an internet pimp?”

“Well, I don’t know!” huffed Vicky. “It’s not like I have any experience with stuff like that!”

Mel chuckled.

“No, I’m afraid this was all me. Frankly, I doubt this fictitious internet pimp would’ve come up with something like this.”

Vicky seemed to calm down a little.

“Okay, that’s good, I suppose. But… why?”

“Well, the money is definitely one reason. Not all of us are lucky enough to have rich parents like you. But I don’t know, this whole ‘pushing my limits’ thing has become rather…”

She hesitated for a second, trying to gauge Vicky’s reaction.

“…fun.”

Vicky looked at her, still trying to process things. She tried to form a sentence several times, each time giving up halfway through uttering the first word. In the end, she settled for a simple question.

“How?”

“That’s the million-dollar question, isn’t it? This’ll probably take a while, so why don’t we sit down?”

She guided her roommate, who was still too shocked to protest, over to the bed. When they were both seated on the edge of the bed, she asked “How much have I told you about my condition?”

“Condition?”

Vicky’s brow furrowed.

“Oh, I think I remember you saying. It was called… er… El…”

“Ehlers-Danlos syndrome,” said Mel, with practiced precision. “Born with it. Hyper-mobility and stretchiness.”

She drew out the ‘stretch’ part of that last word, waggling her eyebrows for emphasis. Vicky cast her mind back to what she had seen, which she had already halfway tried to forget.

“So, wait, you can just ''do'' that?!” she said, incredulous. It was like finding out your roommate had a superpower, in a way. “Like, at will?”

“Well, as I said. Been pushing the boundries. I wouldn’t say at ''will'', hehe…” said Mel, modestly. “But, recently, I’m starting to think I was way stretchier than I thought before. Like, way, way, ''waaaay'' stretchier. I kinda need to know now, you know?”

“I guess…”

“And I might as well make some dolla-dolla in the process, right?” continued the budding camgirl, sensing that she was, against all the odds, bringing Vic round to her way of thinking.

“That’s the sensible thing to do, right?”

“I don’t know if I’d go ''that'' far, but… yes, you have a point” admitted Vicky, nodding.

There was a sudden calm, both girls accepting that this had not destroyed their cosy relationship. Obviously, though, Mel needed to push things further. It was kind of her thing now. “So… wanna see?”

Vicky took a long, steadying breath.

“I’m sure this is going to be a terrible idea.”

“There’s that positive attitude I love about you,” laughed Mel. “But I bet you’ll be enjoying yourself before we’re through.”

She started undoing the sheet that was wrapped around her before remembering her current state.

“Actually… why don’t you give me a minute or two to make myself presentable again? I think it’s probably better to ease you into things than to throw you into the deep end right away.”

Vicky nodded.

“Yeah, that sounds like a good idea. Just holler when you’re ready.”

She walked out of the room, casting a curious look back at her roommate as she did so. She closed the door and leaned against the wall to steady herself. Now that she was alone, she finally had a second to think about things. And more specifically, about the fact that, if she was reading the situation correctly, she was about to get a very intimate look at her roommate. Her very naked roommate. She had hardly forgotten about the events of the previous night, nor about her budding feelings for the redhead. Her heart started thumping a more rapid beat in her chest. She had barely been able to keep her cool around the girl while clothed – more or less. Her face flushed at the thought of seeing her in all her glory. Was it getting hot in here?

Mel, meanwhile, had shrugged off the sheet and took a quick inventory. The first thing to fix were her prolapsed holes, which she pushed all the way back in. Clenching the muscles between her legs to prevent them from coming back out, she retracted her hand, wiping it on the sheets. Fortunately, everything seemed to stay in place. Her nipples, however, weren’t as easy to fix. Try as she might, no amount of pinching could get them to close all the way; the left one had a hole about an eighth of an inch in diameter, the right one about a quarter of an inch. She shrugged. It probably wouldn’t be too long before they were stretched again. She looked in the mirror and tried to restore her hair to some semblance of order before throwing on the sheets again like a sort of robe.

“Okay, come on in!”

Vic gently opened the door, stepping into the room. When she saw that Mel was still ‘clothed’ in her bedsheets, she calmed down a little. Mel beckoned her over, and when her roommate got close, she gave her a playful shove so that Vicky ended up lying on her back on the messy bed. This was unexpected. Vic had been having a hard time coming to terms with sweet, oddball Mel being some sort of porno star, in all honestly. But now there was a new erotic confidence pouring out of the diminutive redhead, striking a pose in her bedsheet robe. Her hands reached behind herself, and Vic felt her heartbeat quicken. She watched as the white sheets fell away, leaving Mel totally nude. It didn’t take long for Vicky to notice some peculiar details.

“Woah, what happened to your boobs?”

“Urgh, I know, I know,” said Mel, her confidence sapping slightly as she looked down and tried to pinch her gaping nipples closed again.

“I’m sure that will sort itself out over time though, right?”

“They shouldn’t be like that in the first place! That’s… preposterous!”

“Yeah, I’m uh, really stretchy, Vic. Like, I don’t think you quite get it yet.”

“Why don’t we start off with something simple?”

She sat down next to Vicky, who sat up to get a closer look, and held out her hand with the palm facing downward. With her other hand she grabbed the index finger and started pulled it up and back, bending it 45 degrees, then 90…

Vicky’s eyes went wide at the sight of Mel bending back her finger until it was bent all the way back, lying flat against the back of her hand.

“Holy shit…” stammered the Asian girl. “Doesn’t that hurt?”

“No, I’m perfectly fine,” said Mel, letting go of the finger. It curled back to its natural position of its own accord, and she gave her roommate a little wave with her fingers to prove she was.

“Do you want to have a go?” she asked.

“Well… I–I guess,” said Vicky uncertainly, reaching for Mel’s hand.

“Doesn’t have to be my finger, you know. I’m stretchy everywhere,” said the redhead, wagging her eyebrows.

Vicky’s hand stopped, hovering over her roommate’s apparently rubber-like digits. She gave them a quick feel, as if she was convinced they should be broken somehow, but her index finger showed no sign of injury.

“You okay?” asked Mel. “Your hands are shaking…”

“I know, I know, this is weird, okay?” replied Vicky, taking a deep breath. She let her eyes trail along her friend’s body, focusing on those bizarre nipples. She subtly moved her hand in that area, glowing bright red at this point. When Mel simply smiled and nodded, her trembling digits reached down and gave the right breast a gentle squeeze. It felt… well, like a boob. ''Nothing obviously weird about the feeling at least'', thought the nervous girl, as she continued to cop a feel. Eventually Mel cleared her throat.

“Er, are you gonna stretch anything, oooor…”

“Oh, right, sorry! Haha. Let’s see then.”

She pushed the tip of her index finger against the small hole in the center of the nipple, giving a small gasp when it sank inside almost immediately. She looked up at Mel in shock, but the redhead just gave her an encouraging smile. With morbid curiosity, she pushed a little harder, pushing her finger inside up to the second digit.

“Don’t be scared, I can take it.”

“Okay, if you say so…”

She carefully inched her finger further forward until it was engulfed all the way up to the knuckle.

“Wow, this is crazy.”

“If you think that’s crazy, try adding another finger.”

Vicky looked at her roommate in disbelief.

“You can’t be serious.”

“Try it and see.”

The smaller of the two girls was skeptical, but she decided to humor Mel. Pulling back a bit to allow her middle finger some room to maneuver, she tried worming her second fingertip into the stretched nipple, but obviously this was never going to wo–

''Wait, what? Was this actually working?''

“Oh, is it in?” asked Mel casually, stiffling a yawn. “Sorry I didn’t really notice–”

“Fuck off, you ''cannot'' be serious!”

“If you really want me to feel it, get the rest of those fingers in there, alright? And I do mean all of them. I do have two tits, you know.” Vic looked across at the other nipple, still open and inviting. She swallowed, then nodded. First, she put her free hand over and sank her index finger all the way inside the empty nipple. The second finger followed easily, leaving her with four digits inside two breasts. What followed was a process of one finger from one hand working it’s way in, followed by the other. When Vicky was three fingers deep in each hand, Mel laughed.

“Haha, okay, think I’ve proved my point.” she said.

Vicky was staring straight ahead with laser focus, though, and if she heard Mel, she didn’t offer any sign. Instead, she got to work squeezing in her pinkies, shoving her hands back and forth, working and stretching out her roommate’s ridiculous nipples even further.

“This is… holy shit…” panted Vic, obviously flustered, heart hammering away. She became aware of Mel staring at her, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

“Um… too much?”

Mel shrugged.

“Probably. This is further than I’ve gone before. Might even do irreparable damage. On the other hand, it’s also might be the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, so don’t you dare stop. Just give me a moment to get comfortable…”

She shifted backwards a little and drew up her legs, extending them up into the air before hooking them behind her neck. She slowly lowered herself onto her back, giving Vicky the time to move with her and not have to take her fingers out. When she was lying down, she slipped one hand into her glistening cunt.

“Do your worst.”

Vicky looked at the scene in front of her. Less than a day had passed since she had first realized she might be attracted to the girl on the bed. Now that same girl was lying butt-naked beneath her with nothing left to the imagination and a look of lust on her face. Moreover, she was eight fingers deep into the girl’s nipples! Admittedly, that last part had been an unexpected surprise, but she wasn’t about to complain. Despite the fact that she had never considered herself a religious person, she silently thanked whatever deity was looking out for her before getting back to work.

She twisted and turned her hands inside Mel’s boobs, trying to make enough room to add her thumbs. When she could feel the tips going in, she started moving her hands up and down, pumping her hands in and out of Mel’s breasts. Slowly but surely, she reached the first joint of her thumbs. Then the second. By this time, however, her other four fingers were starting to hit Mel’s ribs, preventing her from going deeper. Unless…

She curled up her fingers and pushed hard. To her surprise, her hands sank in all the way, the rims of the redheads’s nipples now wrapped around her wrists.

“Oh fuck yeah,” moaned Mel. “Fist my tits!”

Vic did not need to be told twice, pushing her balled-up fists against the bones of Mel’s rib cage, twisting and turning her wrists, making sure she ruined those silly tits forever. The actual flesh of Mel’s breasts had been compressed and flattened over the course of this, but Mel showed no sign of discomfort, her own fist wedged inside her sopping wet pussy as she writhed on the bed. Both girls were lost in feelings of unimaginable pleasure, and of the thrill of the moment. Mel shuddered, thinking about the damage she suspected was being done to her body, and the possibility that this was barely the limits of her abilities. It was unbearably hot, and, as she felt her friend’s wrists widen her nipples out even more, she came hard, bucking back on the mattress and getting herself rather soaked. Her head felt odd as she pressed it against the bed – no doubt she was just light-headed from the mind-blowing lewdness she was partaking in.

“Phew… hah… heh…” she managed, smiling up at Vicky. “Wish we were recording this…”

“Why? So you can show it to the people watching your porn stream?”

“Well, I ''was'' only thinking about something for my own, err… ''personal use'', but now that you mention it, that would be an awesome idea! How would you like to join me on my next stream to help stretch me out?”

“What? Are you nuts? I’m not going to appear in a porn vid for everybody to see! What if my family sees it? Or a future employer?”

“I know you haven’t seen my streams, but as I’m sure you can imagine based on what we’re doing right now… they’re pretty niche.”

“I guess, but still…”

“Ooh, I have an idea! Let me go get something,” said Mel. She was just about to push herself off the bed when she realized the position she was in. “Uhh, Vic? Could you pull your hands out of my boobs for a sec?”

Not even trying to process the absurdity of that sentence, Vicky gingerly retracted her hands from her roommates breasts, leaving the nipples gaping open at least two inches.

The excited redhead didn’t bother attempting to fix them as she clambered off the bed and opened a closet. Several items were tossed carelessly behind her as she rooted through the closet, before emerging victoriously with the item she had been seeking.

“Here you go. How’s this?”

She handed Vicky a white porcelain mask in the shape of a girl’s face. The eye holes were surrounded by butterfly wings painted in red, black and gold, which were outlined by gold filigree. The lips were painted red as well, and more gold filigree lined the edge of the mask.

“Wow, this… this is beautiful,” stammered the Asian girl. “Where did you get it?”

“It’s a Venetian ''volto'' mask,” said Mel. “Ever since I saw one in one of my lectures I’ve loved the style, and I finally saved up enough to buy one for last Halloween. It’s a good deal less tacky than wearing cat ears and a slutty outfit like most girls.”

Vicky raised an eyebrow.

“This coming from somehow who makes internet fetish porn.”

“Never said I wasn’t slutty,” laughed Mel. “Just that I want to be a tad more original.”

“All right, fair enough,” Vicky relented.

“But how about it? If you wear that, no one will be able to recognize you.”

Vicky contemplated the offer. This was so far beyond anything she’d ever done that she barely knew what to feel. She felt scared. But intrigued. And hesitant. But horny. And timid. But very, ''very'' horny.

“When’s your next stream?” she asked, trying to postpone the decision.

“How about tomorrow night?”

So much for that idea. She took a deep breath. She could feel her heart hammering in her chest as she made her decision.

“Okay, you’ve convinced me.”

Mel clapped her hands together, smiling and giving out a delighted “Wooo!”

It was definitely a cute sight, even if the cuteness was offset by those nipple gapes big enough to stuff a nickel inside. Mel leaned forward and gave her roomie a big hug, which Vic awkwardly reciprocated, trying not to just blatantly feel up her nude friend’s body.

“Thanks for being a cool, awesome roommate,” said Mel. “We’re gonna make a ton of money, you know.”

“Yeah, yeah,” said Vicky, feeling her heart flutter a little as she thought of the stream she had now committed to joining in on. “I guess…”

“Oh, don’t be like that, you’re a beautiful girl! Here…”

Mel suddenly reached down and tugged at the red shirt Vic was wearing.

“Take these things off.”

“W–what?!”

“Well, you’re going to need to learn how to be comfy when naked, right?”

The logic was, it had to be said, foolproof. Mel smiled mischievously.

“Plus, it’s only fair. You’ve seen me, right?”

“Umm… yes, that’s true, I suppose. Umm… Okay.”

Vicky undid the zipper at the back of her knee-length black pencil skirt and pulled it down her legs. She stepped out of the pooled skirt and removed her black high heels before starting on her long-sleeved ruffled blouse. Mel could feel herself salivating a little as she watched Vicky undo the buttons one by one. She shrugged off the garment, leaving her standing in a black bra and matching thong. At this point, self-consciousness took over and she stood there awkwardly, not knowing whether to continue or not.

“Go on,” Mel encouraged her. “Trust me, from what I can see you’ve got ''nothing'' to be ashamed of.”

“It’s not that…” said Vicky. “It’s just… I’ve only ever really been naked with one other person before, so this is all still a bit new.”

“What?” asked Mel, surprised. “A pretty girl like you? I know you’re studying most of the time, but I assumed you’d been asked out by plenty of guys before. Or girls, for that matter.”

“Well, I’d hardly call four guys ‘plenty’, but I was always busy with other stuff. Josh was the only one I ever said yes to, mainly because he was very persistent. The other boys gave up after a couple of rejections.”

“Their loss,” Mel shrugged. “Still you ''have'' had sex before, right?”

“Twice. Sort of. I guess.”

Vicky blushed.

“Wow, that bad, huh?”

“Yeah, you could say that.”

The redhead stepped towards the shy girl and cupped her face in her hands.

“I guess the task of giving you your first proper sexual experience falls to me. It is a momentous task, but I shall shoulder it regardless, and I give you my solemn vow that I will see it through to completion. Rest assured, I am up to the task.”

The Asian girl couldn’t help but smile at her roommate’s antics.

“There you go, that’s more like it,” said Mel as she closed the distance and softly pressed her lips against Vicky’s.

Vicky’s already speeding heart was now going into overdrive as she felt a soft, warm, and yes, clearly very flexible tongue work its way into her mouth, sliding and slipping over her own. Vicky didn’t fight it, letting that muscle make itself at home as she leaned into her roommate. The two girls made eye contact, nose to nose, before Mel drew back. They shared a quick giggle, both blushing at how bold that had been. Mel pressed home, leaning in and locking lips again, while her arms snaked around Vicky’s body and fiddled with the clasp of her bra, soon unlocking it and letting it fall to the floor. Vicky wasted no time reaching her hands down and sliding her black panties off. When the broke their kiss for a second time, the black-haired girl was completely nude, lying back on the bed, with Mel standing over her, one finger already fingering one of her gaped nipples.

“See? Doesn’t that feel so much better?” she asked, as Vicky continued to smile in a happy, if embarassed way.

“You’re super sexy… even if you’re a little tight-looking.”

“Oh, well, ''excuse me'' for not having tits you can fist,” replied Vicky, dryly. Her eyes drifted downwards. She hadn’t really gotten a proper look at Mel’s lower parts yet. From this angle they looked… well, relatively normal.

“Okay then, Elastigirl, you gonna show me what you got?”

Mel followed her gaze downwards.

“Oh, I’ll show what I got alright,” she said with a smirk. “I’ll give you a real good show.”

She planted her left knee on the bed on one side of Vicky’s legs, and her right one on the other. Leaning forward, she crawled forward on her hands and knees up her roommate’s body, like a jungle cat stalking its prey.

The look in the redhead’s eyes alone was enough to cause a considerable buildup of heat between the Asian girl’s legs, and a quick glance down at her pendulous breasts, which seemed even larger now with gravity aiding them, did nothing to cool it back down. Unconsciously, she licked her lips, drawing a smile from Mel, who settled down at the height of the girl’s shoulder, pinning her arms in place with her lower legs and resting her butt lightly on Vicky’s chest. She leaned backwards and spread her legs, giving the other girl an unrestricted view of her crotch and asshole. Reaching down to her cunt, she stuck four fingers of each hand inside and pulled it open as wide as she could.

Her cunt was stretched so wide, Vicky was sure she could stick her face in there and keep her ears dry.

“Holy shit!”

“Yup. My cooter’s more like a crater at this point,” said Mel, turning her head just a little more than was really natural. She let go of herself, and for a second or two her hole stayed in that preposterously wide shape, strands of lubrication connecting the roof to the floor of her cavern. Then it sunk into a more normal shape, albeit still open. Vicky, pinned to the bed, was unable to explore it like she now so desperately wanted to. All she could do was strain her head forward, eliciting a laugh from her stretchy roommate.

“Heh, and that’s just my vag. Wait till you see my asshole go!” she said, reaching her hands back in a similiar way to before and cramming as many fingers as she could into her backdoor, then dragging herself open once more…

The lower of the two holes was stretched just as unnaturally wide as the top one had been, allowing Vicky to see down Mel’s bright red tunnel for almost a foot before the light from outside gave way to darkness.

“You’re crazy, you know that, right?” Vicky said as she stared wide-eyed into Mel’s depths.

“Yep. All the fun people are.”

“But… doesn’t that hurt? I’ve never tried masturbating with more than two fingers, and that felt pretty full already. I can’t imagine what it’d feel like to have eight in there, never mind pulling them apart like that.”

“What, really? Oh honey, you’re missing out! Trust me, you’ll be fine. After all, babies are supposed to come out of there, right? And they’re a lot bigger than two fingers.”

“I… suppose…”

“I could give you a hand if you want… literally,” said Mel, waggling her eyebrows.

Vicky bit her lip.

“Don’t worry,” said the redhead, caressing her cheek, “I’ll be gentle.”

The Asian girl smiled, squeezing her eyes closed. She could barely believe this was happening.

“Okay, go for it. But careful, okay? Not all of us are built like Stretch Armstrong.”

Mel crawled back down Vicky’s body, and lowered her head to the girl’s pussy. She pushed her roommate’s legs apart to gain better access and gave a long, sensual lick along her labia.

“You like that?” she asked.

Vicky didn’t respond, shuddering and biting her lip in what was silent agreement. Mel continued her tongue-bathing, enjoying getting to work with another girl for a change. Not that this was work, of course. Yet. After a few teasing minutes of drinking from her friend’s flower, Mel snaked a hand up and parted those delicate lips. This time her tongue slipped inside Vicky, who gasped and banged her head back on the pillow. Mel wiggled her tongue around as much as she could, absolutely astounded that someone could have a vagina this tight. How did the poor girl manage? She felt a genuine sense of duty to give Vicky a cunt to be proud of now. As she lay there, face pressed against her roommate’s crotch, she contemplated trying something. Mel was able to stretch it further than an average person, of course, but it just failed to connect with the cervix. Sighing, she retreated and smacked her lips together, savouring the taste. But she still had work to do. Moving her face away slightly, Mel worked her finger inside Vicky’s pussy. Then another…

She started sliding her hand back and forth, listening to the moans and whimpers of the petite girl. There were no signs of discomfort, so she added a third finger and pushed back in. She could feel why Vicky had never gone beyond two fingers; her pussy squeezed her fingers like a vise, barely allowing her to move. She tried to resume her thrusting motions, but Vicky’s tightness reduced her movement speed to a snail’s pace. So instead she slowly pushed her hand deeper, until she could feel her fingertips bump into the back wall of the girl’s vagina. Much as she would’ve liked to ram right through, it would take a lot more practice before she would be able to fit down there. For now, she settled for rubbing circles across Vicky’s cervix with her middle finger, causing her roommate’s moans to steadily rise in pitch.

“Oh… please… don’t stop, Mel. Hnnggg! Aaahh! Fuck… fuck me… ooohh! Mel… please… pleeeeeeaaaaaaaase!”

Mel’s mouth went wide in silent pain as Vicky’s contracting pussy squeezed her fingers so hard she thought they were going to break. She slowly withdrew them giving a sigh of relief when she had her hand back and the pressure relented.

“Oh my god,” panted Vicky. “I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard.”

“You’re telling me,” said Mel with a grimace, trying to shake some life back into her abused digits, “I thought I was going to lose these down there.”

“Wow. Is this what it feels like for you when you stretch yourself?”

“I might be a little more desensitized to it than you, but yeah, it feels pretty damn good.”

“Could I try to… touch you?”

“That is an incredible idea, yes.” said Mel, grinning as she swapped placed with the flushed Asian girl. When Mel spread her legs her holes both opened up on cue, which was slightly startling. Vic was almost intimidated by the prospect of touching them, but she eventually summoned up all of her courage and stuck one finger inside Mel’s pussy. This was not considered impressive.

“Pffft, come oooon!” said Mel. She shimmied forward slightly, which had the effect of swallowing up most of Vicky’s hand.

“Eeep!”

“What, fisting my tits is fine, but this is weird?”

“Yeah, but I didn’t just slip all the way in like this! This is crazy!” replied Vic, her mouth now hanging open in awe as her wrist dissapeared inside that wet cavern, followed by more of her arm. She only felt a slight squelching as her limb travelled upwards, eventually hitting the abused inner barrier of Mel’s cervix. If she thought that would be the natural stopping point, she was mistaken. Just as she gave an experimental push forwards, Mel shimmied towards her once again, This was more than enough to send Vic’s curled-up first past the cervix and into the womb. This was more then Vic could handle mentally, and she reflectively drew her arm backwards.

“Woah, hold up–” But Mel was too late, as she felt her uterus lurch forwards…

Although the grip of Mel’s cervix on Vicky’s wrist wasn’t especially tight, it held on as it traveled up her vagina, only releasing its hold once it had been pulled two or three inches outside of her cunt, leaving a pink bulge with a slightly gaping hole sticking out between her pussy lips.

Vicky’s other hand flew to her mouth.

“Oh god, I’m so sorry!” she cried out. Hesitantly, she reached back out to the redhead’s cervix but stopped an inch short, not daring to touch anything for fear of doing any further damage.

“It was just… it all happened so fast and you surprised me so I instinctively pulled back and thisisallmyfaultandpleaseforgivem-”

Mel reached out, cradling the shocked girl’s hand between her own.

“Hey, shhh, it’s okay. I know this must be weird for you, but this ain’t exactly my first rodeo. I prolapse my pussy like once a week at least.”

“Prolapse?”

“Putting stuff on the outside that’s supposed to be on the inside. Like this,” she said, grabbing an edge of her yawning cervix and pulling it out another inch. With the other, she guided Vicky’s hand back towards its entrance.

“Go ahead, feel free to explore.”

Vicky’s digits trembled slightly as it grabbed the pink bulge and gave it a squeeze. Mel squirmed a little.

“Hah, that’s the spirit. Do that again…” she purred. Vicky did so, feeling the wet flesh give way and then the tremors from Mel on the bed, the redhead digging her fingers into the mattress. Then Vic leaned down and gave it a lick, which got an electric reaction as she dragged her tongue all along the outside of her roomie’s inverted pussy.

“Mmm… does your other hole turn inside-out too?” she asked. There was a different look in her eyes now, as though she had passed through some unseen personal barrier and was now fully on board with this project.

Mel panted with excitement.

“Of course it does, why are you asking? Just fucking do it! Then me-mmmmmf!”

Mel was silenced as Vic bit down on her prolapse. At the same time, her free hand came down to force its way inside Mel’s anus, slinking along down that dark cavern, looking for purchase…

She had to push her arm inside over halfway up to her elbow before she encountered a bend in the slippery canal, which she squeezed between her fingers and her palm. More slowly this time, she withdrew her arm, trying not to let the slimy fold of Mel’s intestinal walls slip out of her hand. As she neared the exit, Mel’s asshole gaped open one more, revealing not just her hand, but also vibrant red, heavily wrinkled flesh that blossomed from her asshole like a rose before growing longer as Vicky kept pulling, turning into more of a sausage shape.

“Holy shit,” said Vicky in a soft voice. “I’m pretty sure this is the craziest thing I’ve ever seen.”

“You’re welcome,” grinned Mel.

Vicky took a good long look at her roommate’s body, from her cute face to her gaping tits to her nether regions that were now lying exposed between her legs. Normally she wasn’t one to masturbate very often – probably once every one to two weeks – but she suspected she would be doing so a lot more frequently in the foreseeable future, commiting the scene before her to memory for that very purpose.

“So is this the furthest you’ve ever stretched?” she asked.

“Pretty much,” answered Mel. “But if you want, we could try to go further…”

“''Further''?” laughed Vicky incredulously. “I’m not sure I could even think of anything further to do.”

“Oh, don’t sell yourself short. You’re a clever girl, so I’m sure you can think of something,” said Mel, cocking an eyebrow.

Vic blinked, then looked down at her hand, still covered in Mel’s intestine. She pulled herself out; it fell to the ground with a splat, hanging off the edge of the bed, pulled out around six to eight inches. It looked like a fleshy tail. Her hand was now sticky, and she felt the – sigh – ''anal-compulsive'' need to wash herself. Looking at her roommate’s cute, and still umblemished face, she smiled suddenly.

“Alright. I think there’s on hole we haven’t stretched today.”

“Ah, yes, you’re right,” nodded Mel, drawing her hands downwards and pulling her urethra open with a sharp wet sound.

“Go on then.”

There was an awkward pause.

“…You can do that?”

“Yes, Vicky, I think we’ve established that I am quite stretchy by now, thank you,” said Mel.

Vicky was honestly amazed at Mel’s capacity to still amaze her after all she had seen, but for now she had other ideas.

“Maybe later. Right now my hand needs a wash, and that would be… the opposite of that,” she said, standing up close to the seated redhead. Her knees even managed to catch her trailing anal prolapse, giving it a nice squeeze as she leaned in towards Mel’s face.

“Open wide, dear.”

Mel had to admit she was a little surprised at the other girl’s choice, but she obeyed with little hesitation. She had never really stretched her mouth before, aside from occasionally pulling on her cheek at parties and such. She opened her jaws as far as she could, which wasn’t all that much wider than a regular human.

Vicky, now clearly having gotten her initial hesitation, pushed her fingers together into a beak shape and plunged her hand between Mel’s teeth. Mel gagged a little when the Asian girl’s fingers slipped down her windpipe. She had some experience deep-throating dildos, but despite her petite size Vicky’s hand was a good deal bigger than they were. Her head was pushed back as Vicky pushed more of her arm inside until she was looking straight up. As Vicky’s arm moved deeper and deeper, it also got wider, and Mel could feel her jaw muscles start to strain. Her roommate, however, was focused on her task and kept pushing. Suddenly, with a pop, the redhead felt her jaw dislocate. Vicky must have heard it too, because she froze. Mel tried to tell her that everything was okay – she had some experience popping bones back into their sockets – but all that came out was “Hrghhlgh,” so instead she gave the black-haired girl a wink. Vicky gave a sigh of relief and continued her efforts. Dislocating the jaw had removed a good bit of resistance, and she found she could move her arm pretty freely now. In fact, there might almost be room for… She almost dismissed the idea out of hand as crazy. Then again, yesterday she would have written off everything that had happened today as completely bat-shit insane, so instead she positioned her other hand at the entrance of Mel’s mouth as well, searching her eyes for permission. Another wink was all she needed.

The second hand had to go in basically completely flat, pressed up against the sides of Mel’s mouth and then throat. Vic could really feel how tight the inside of her friend’s neck was when she was trying to fit a second hand down there. She could feel the hot breath trying to get out, snaking around her fingers as the travelled along the back-end of Mel’s tongue. Once her elbow reached Mel’s lips, the redhead gagging and wheezing but still looking much more comfortable than she really should, Vic stopped just to take in her good work. Her knees continued to knead that tube of warm flesh that was sticking out of Mel’s ass, which got a few appreciative gurgles from Mel. Vic looked at her throat – it was impossibly wide, her hands clearly pushing out. She wiggled her fingers and pressed them out, watching that pale skin bulge out as she pushed. The sight was enough to give Vic the uncontrolable urge to orgasm again. She started to withdraw her arms, one after the other. The first one slopped out with a pop, followed swiftly by the other, leaving Mel’s jaw hanging down over her neck. She reached up and started to try and pop the bone back into place as Vic’s hands flew to her clit and pussy…

Vicky’s hands were almost a blur as she furiously rubbed and fingered herself. Not wanting to miss her usually so demure roommate violating herself, she quickly forced her jaw back to its proper position. There was a bit of soreness as she opened her mouth a few times, but she knew from experience that would soon pass. She carefully pulled her prolapsed ass out from under Vicky’s knee before turning around and lying back down, placing her head between her roommate’s legs. This gave her a front row seat to the girl’s frenzied masturbation.

“Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh!” cried Vicky rhythmically as her orgasm built.

Mel, meanwhile, had joined in too, keeping her prolapsed pussy stretched with one hand as she fucked her urethra with the index finger of her other one, her eyes glued to the petite girl’s tiny pussy lips.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!” yelled Vicky, now on the brink of orgasm. She closed her eyes and pictured the redhead, spreadeagled and gaping open before her. She barely lasted two seconds.

As a loud cry filled the room, Mel was surprised by a large squirt of liquid splashing into her face, followed by another. And another. She licked her lips, tasting it. It was sweet, tasting a bit like honey. As Vicky collapsed to the bed, her energy completely spent, Mel shoved her middle finger up her urethra as well. The added pressure, as well as the memory of seeing Vicky cum on her face, did the trick and she was sent hurtling over the edge as well.

The two girls didn’t move for several minutes, recovering from their respective orgasms. When Mel could finally summon up the strength to move her head, she turned to Vicky and said “So, you’re a squirter, huh?”

Vicky blushed a little.

“Um, not usually? This is my first time, actually.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment,” laughed Mel.

“You’ve earned it. That… was incredible. Even unbelievable, had I not seen it with my own eyes.”

“Just wait until tomorrow. I bet you’ll be seeing even more.”

“Wouldn’t miss it. I’ll clear my calendar.”

“Oh please, we both know you were going to sit at home and do homework.”

“Bite me,” said Vicky, sticking out her tongue.

“Is that an invitation?”

“What if it was?”

“Well, then I couldn’t help but RSVP: Rapidly Suck Vicky’s Pussy.”

Vicky rolled her eyes.

“Come here,” she said, spreading her legs. “Put that smart mouth of yours to better use.”

It wasn’t long before Mel’s room was filled with giggling and moaning.

The next morning, Vicky missed her first two classes. In the past she would have been horrified at that, but now she found she didn’t really mind. In fact, she was happier than she’d been in quite a while. She looked at the clock, then back at the gorgeous redhead lying next to her. She shrugged. Who needed Econ 104 anyway?