Lynn woke to a vaguely familiar ceiling.

  “Hey, you, you’re finally awake.”

  Lynn let out a pained groan before facing the man who spoke. “Really? It’s too damn early in the morning for you to nerd out on me, Johnny.”

  The man, Johnny, gave an undignified snort. “Yeah… And I would argue that it’s also too early in the morning to find you passed out and naked in an alley.” He shot back.

  Lynn’s eyes shot wide open as memories of her recent encounter smmed back into pce with all the subtlety of a wrecking ball. “Oh shit! Are those guys okay?! You and the rest of the bros didn’t take them out back to teach them a lesson or anything, right?” She shouted while trying to jump up from where she y.

  “Whoa there! Calm your tits.” Johnny said as he pced a gentle hand over her chest to force her back down into the pillows she was resting on. His lips gave a slight quirk. “And speaking of… Where were you hiding such a beautiful pair all these months?”

  Confused, Lynn looked down to where Johnny’s hand still rested on her naked torso. Instead of the usual view that reminded her of an ironing board, two fleshy peaks rose out from her ribcage to softly squish against the man’s hand.

  “What the actual fuck?!” She screamed, spping his hand away to get a better look at her bosom. “When did I get these?”

  “Uh… puberty?” He offered unhelpfully.

  Lynn ignored the ignorant baboon still copping a feel. She shrugged him off, quickly getting to her feet before sweeping her eyes over the room. Like any good gym that catered to the young and vane, there were plenty of full body mirrors for their customers to gawk at themselves.

  “Whoa…”

  Lynn was, in a word, bigger. As she had observed earlier, her previously ft chest had swelled out considerably. If she had to guess, her new flesh pillows stuck out roughly two whole inches from the rest of her chest. That meant she now had a solid B-cup! Forcing her attention southward, Lynn noticed her hips had fred outwards a bit more than before. She had always had a decent ass due to constant running and exercise, but now they had just a bit more heft to give her pale cheeks a delightful jiggle.

  She was still petite, but giving her body a once over she found that her proportions were leaning towards a mild hourgss. She actually looked her age for once.

  “I’ve seen a lot of crazy stuff in the gym before, but seeing a naked beauty fondle herself in the mirror is quite the new one.” Johnny said while stepping in behind her.

  Lynn jumped. She had been so focused on her new appearance that she completely forgot she had an audience. It was when she straightened back up to face him that she noticed one st new detail.

  “Hey Johnny, you’re six feet tall, right?”

  He looked down at her, slightly confused. “Yeah… What’s up?”

  Lynn held her hand horizontally where the top of her head should be. “Because I’m now level with your shoulders. Didn’t I used to barely reach your armpit?”

  “Holy shit! You’re right!” Johnny shouted excitedly. “That’s amazing! What the hell did those guys do to you in that alley?”

  At the mention of the alleyway, Lynn’s horny mind immediately grounded to a halt in order to switch gears. “The people you found me with, where are they?!” She asked hurriedly, memories of that strange mindscape floating up from the depths of her subconscious. Had that been real? Were they, and by extension herself, being influenced by something? Lynn needed answers.

  “We got them resting in the next roo- Hey, where you going?” Johnny shouted towards Lynn’s retreating figure.

  “To talk to them.” She said simply, not even bothering to look back.

  “Aren’t you forgetting something, like clothes?”

  This time she did turn her head to look at the man, a satisfied smirk twisting her lips. “I don’t see you compining about it.”

  Johnny sighed and shrugged. “Just thought I’d ask.”

  Lynn walked out and headed to the other room. Inside there were a handful of the gym regurs hanging out with the people from the alley. She took no small measure of delight in seeing nearly everyone’s eyes grow wide in surprise and mild arousal upon seeing her nude form. If she pyed her cards right, she wouldn’t be the only one showing off how good they looked without clothing.

  “Holy shit, Lynn?! Where are your clothes?” Abby shouted once a bit of the shock wore off.

  Lynn shrugged. “Meh, long story. And how are you all holding up?” She asked the three men and lone woman still huddled on the floor.

  “Well… you did beat us up.” One of the men groaned good naturedly.

  “Yeah- OUCH! I think you almost broke my jaw with that sucker punch.” The second man piped up.

  “... Sucker elbow, actually” She corrected with a wince.

  “Not sure that makes it any better.” The first one quipped.

  The third guy, the one she had presumably beaten with a baseball bat, simply grunted from his face-down position on the floor in what she assumed to be agreement.

  “Anyways…” Lynn said in an attempt to change the subject. “About that other thing. You guys free and clear from any… influence?”

  “That was real?”

  Lynn looked at who asked the question. The woman from the alley was fully clothed and sat huddled against the wall. Her eyes were ser focused on Lynn, a haunted look only overshadowed by the sheer intensity of her gaze.

  “If you’re talking about that weird bit where all our minds were connected, then yes?” Lynn hedged.

  The woman’s eyes grow moist and retreats further into herself. “I’m so sorry!” She sobbed.

  Without even thinking, Lynn rushed to her side and wrapped her in a fierce hug. “Hey, hey… That wasn’t you, remember?” Lynn really wished she was better at comforting people. Sadly, most of the advice she received growing up were various versions of ‘Suck it up!’, which she was pretty sure was not the correct method to go with in this situation.

  “And besides, you saw how I took those guys down. If I wanted to resist, I could have fought a lot harder than I did.” She said softly. “You didn’t do anything to me that I didn’t consent to.”

  The woman gave a loud sniff. “Really?” She asked in a voice so quiet, Lynn could have sworn she didn’t hear anything.

  “Okay, seriously, what the hell happened this morning?” Abby demanded.

  Lynn looked down to the woman, then to the men on the floor, then up to Abby. “Honestly, I kinda have no idea. These four,” She said while indicating the people who were with her. “Kinda fucked my brains out.”

  Everyone stopped to stare at Lynn, who shrugged. “What?” She asked. “It's true. The four of you dicked me so hard I could barely remember my own name.” She gave an involuntary shudder at the memory. “Oh man… That was fucking awesome.” She paused, as if something just popped into her skull. “Actually, that's a perfect segue into why I'm here.”

  Abby crossed her arms over her muscur chest. “To get gangbanged in an alley?”

  “Close.” Lynn replied before getting up and walking towards the rger woman. Her voice dropped into a low and sultry purr as she leaned in conspiratorially close. “I wanted to get gangbanged by all of you.”

  Abby flinched as if struck. “What the fuck?”

  Lynn giggled and drew close enough that they were nearly touching. Slowly, sensually, she brought one hand up to cup the side of Abby's face. Her other hand gently grabbed the other woman's fingers and guided them down, past her taut stomach, all the way to her burning core.

  “Do you feel that?” She asked huskily. “Ever since I woke up, I've had a libido to rival a Greek god. I've tried my fingers, my special toys, nothing's even come close to smothering the aching heat between my legs. That's why I need you, Abby. I need you, and Johnny, and Michael, and everyone else in the gym. I want you all to rub, suck, and rail all my holes until I’m nothing more than a twitching mess on the floor. And then I want you to keep going.”

  She started to grind her hips into Abby’s hand, gently guiding her fingers up and down her smooth folds. With each new word uttered she increased the speed and pressure ever so slightly until she was practically bucking like a wild bronco until Abby's hand was dripping with feminine juices.

  Suddenly, Lynn slowed down. Despite how good the friction felt against her drooling lower lips, she didn't want to climax just yet. “So… will you help me?” She asked in a low purr.

  “B-but… I-I'm s-s-straight!” Abby stammered, still firmly gripping Lynn’s crotch.

  The woman on the floor gave an undy-like snort. “So was I… Until that tongue of hers got to work and made me gush like a broken faucet.”

  Lynn turned to look at her. “You know… Uh… for a minute there, I thought you were going to use that spaghetti joke.”

  “It's Trish.” The woman, Trish, replied to the unasked question. “And like spaghetti itself, the joke needs something to spice it up a bit to avoid becoming trite.”

  “And you say I have a talented tongue, Trish.” Lynn giggled. She turned back to a furiously blushing Abby. “So… care to have a taste?” She then called out behind her. “How about you Johnny?”

  “Yes ma'am!” Johnny barked from the doorway, giving Lynn a crisp salute from both above and below. He paused halfway out the door and quickly turned back. “I should probably have someone pull a condom run as well, right?”

  Lynn considered his proposal. While personal safety was quite important, there was a part of her that wanted to reject the idea outright. That little voice in the back of her mind practically roared that trying to block the transfer of essence between partners by way of a tex barrier would defeat the whole purpose of her organizing the event.

  She looked around the room before shrugging. “While I personally don’t, since I got an IUD and love the feel of going all natural. But it feels wrong to not give the option for everyone else. So grab a wide variety and let’s get this party started!”

  “You got it boss!” He called back before dashing away.

  Lynn saw Trish fidgeting from where she still sat on the floor and bent down to join her. “Hey, you don’t have to join in if you don’t want to. Especially after what all went down earlier.” She gave Abby a conspiratorial wink. “That includes you too, you know.”

  “Thanks.” Trish whispered. Before Lynn could move away, she felt her arm being grabbed by the other woman. “B-but… C-c-can I still w-watch?” She stammered out, her face engulfed in a furious blush.

  Lynn leaned down to whisper into Trish’s ear. “It would be my honor.” Which caused the other woman to start fidgeting wildly, the color on her face becoming several shades darker.

  She stood up and cpped to gather everyone’s attention. “Alright everybody, if it wasn’t obvious before, clothing is now both optional and highly discouraged! Let’s see those beautiful bodies you’ve been working on all summer. And let the orgy… Begin!”

  “Yeah!” Came the enthusiastic replies from everyone in the room, including notably, Abby as well.

  AnnouncementHey all!

  Sorry about not posting for a bit there...

  Sadly, things on the homestead aren't going too well at the moment, and that means I don't have the kind of time I need to write. Therefore I'm taking a brief hiatus from this story until I can sort out my crap and get a stable routine going again. With any luck this break won't be too long, but who knows.

  I hope to see you all again soon. Thanks for being awesome readers.