"Geez, can you believe the dance floor?" She smirked as another
woman walked into the bathroom with her, her attention returning
to the mirror. She was reapplying some of her makeup, her sweat
having smudged herself as she got rowdy. "So many people out
there! I can barely believe it!"

She didn't hear the door lock behind her, her attention so lost
in her own reflection in the mirror. Those silky hands wrapped
around her chest as the woman (a buxom, lusty brunette) pulled
her close. "Mm, it's really intense out there... glad we get to
take a break in here."

The girl (let's call her Blondie) giggled, pressing her ass
backwards; she felt the woman behind her starting to rock to the
distant beat, and she let herself sway as she packed up her
makeup. She slid from the mirror, hands moving to meet the
woman's hips; they ground together roughly, and she moaned as the
woman took her luscious breasts in her hand, roughly fondling
them.

"What's the matter, sweetie?" A hand traced down between
Blondie's legs, stroking her stiffening cock. "Am I getting you
too turned on?"

"Yeah..." She panted, her body sweating profusely; she was
incredibly aroused, her skin sticky and hot as she continued to
grind into this woman. "I've been saving up for tonight... a big
load... So I can really bust my nut out there..."

"That's a good girl..." She smiled, slowly stroking Blondie under
that tight black miniskirt. "Just keep dancing, we'll have some
fun." She kept her hands moving, Blondie slowly melting in her
grasp; Blondie was gasping, moaning with each new touch, each new
sensation, letting the older woman guide her body. "Give yourself
to me..."

"Yes..." Blondie moaned, her eyes rolling back; she felt so
*good*, as though her body could just puddle up on the floor
right there; even her erection felt malleable, her cock throbbing
less and less yet never losing that overpowering arousal she had
become consumed with.

The older woman smiled softly, letting the transformation happen;
as Blondie's eyes closed, she melted, merging into the older
woman's skin. Their flesh mingled gently, and she gasped in shock
as the girl's overbearing arousal came over her body. This girl
had to have been saving up a week; the older woman's balls felt
massive between her legs, her cock over double in length, veiny
and thick.

Her breasts swelled, fueled by Blondie's youthful vigor; they
bulged against her shirt, stretching (and in some places,
tearing) the fabric, her nipples engorged and puffy through the
thin material. Her ass felt tight as well, her hips definitely
curving out; she had been womanly before, but now she was
downright voluptuous.

She panted as the transformation ended, looking herself over in
the mirror. Her brown hair was now streaked with blonde, and her
body looked incredible... and as she turned, she spied a second
pair of arms, resting level to her first pair. She cocked an
eyebrow in surprise, slowly working her new appendages; they had
a fairly large range of motion, and she had surprising control
over them for having formed just moments ago.

Now all that remained was the matter of this crushing arousal.
She slid her monstrous cock free from her jeans (where her precum
had already stained her pants leg), gripping it firmly in her
four hands. The double grip was intoxicating, and was just enough
to cover her shaft completely; she began to jerk herself slowly,
feeling her nuts groaning between her legs as she stumbled into a
stall. She began to work her hands harder, faster, jerking her
rugged, veiny cock with abandon - she was going full-bore, her
body trembling and pulsing with each shuddering breath that
filled her lungs.

She came at last, the force of it actually knocking her back a
few steps. She plastered the wall, the toilet, the floor,
*everything* in her range of fire was doused spectacularly as her
behemoth unloaded itself. She could literally feel her nuts
clenching, squeezing every last shot out of her body; she slumped
against the stall door, groaning as she sunk to her ass, the last
dregs of cum splattering weakly between her legs.

When she could at last stand, she did so unsteadily; she made her
way to the door, not even attempting to clean up her sticky,
goopy mess. She paused as she unlocked the door, hearing two
voices coming from outside; twin redheads walked in, their tight
blouses tied up into cowgirl midriff-bearing shirts. Their tight
jean bootyshorts cupped their asses perfectly... and barely
disguised the twin dicks that dangled down their thighs.

She grinned wickedly, locking the door once more as it closed.
"Two more couldn't hurt..."