"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..."