Cough Syrup - A short tale about short girls, long cocks and large girls with cocks

Sarah is in bed, taking the day off because of a bad cold.

Her roommate Sandra left for work and forgot to put the medicine she bought yesterday on the kitchen counter where she could find it.

Feverish and coughing terribly, Sarah crawls from bed to the fridge to pick another spoon of honey to ease her throat.

"Rats, honey's over, what is this..." She peruses a brown glass bottle, no label.

"Should be the syrup I asked Sandra to get, oh well that should do the trick," She pops the top and fills a spoon with the thick greenish contents.

"Yuck, looks like baby puke," She puts it on her mouth reluctantly, tasting the concoction. Unfortunately the cold let her tastebuds numb anyway so she just felt a metallic flavor on her throat.

"Better go to bed, I'm trembling again," She dropped another spoon of the remedy and put it back on the fridge.

A few minutes later under the sheets she sweated profusely. "Must be working," She guessed.

The medicine did more than just accelerating the cure process, changing a few tidbits in her chubby body's genetic makeup.

A few hours later she awoke feeling good. In a large sweaty shirt and damp panties she decided to take a shower to shake the cold away.

Throwing the damp clothes over the bathroom floor she tiptoed to the shower-box.

The cold water did so little to ease the warm sensation she could feel the sweat still bubbling off her pores.

"Hey, I've lost weight? This feels harder, nah, I'm just dehydrated," She caressed her slim paunch and groin, strangely warmer than the rest of her body.

When she reached for her pussy to rinse her pubes, the tingling of pushing and pulling the clit hood gave her the shivers, rushing up her spine, shocking her pleasure center and descending to her nipples, engorging them.

"Wow, hair trigger... Damn, I need a fuck," She says panting, the showerhead directly on her forehead. A clumsy cough interrupts her racy thoughts.

"Better take another spoon, that syrup worked wonders," She rinsed her hair and rolled on a towel, refreshed after getting rid of the sweat, still feeling warmer than usual.

After another spoon of the green metallic taste, she wore fresh panties and a tank top, stopping by the living room to watch a movie on TV.

The onscreen clock reads 7:25 PM, so Sandra would arrive soon.

The channel aired a romantic comedy, Sarah delved in a shallow slumber, a comfortable chilling effect running down her spine.

Sandra arrived quietly, finding her companion snoring on the sofa.

But she certainly looked different. Broader shoulders, hard nipples topping overly perky C-cups stretching the tank top, ripped abs and a very meaty cock folding itself over the Victoria's Secret waistband.

"Sarah! Sarah wake up! Fuck..." Sandra panicked, eyes fixed on the thick member resting lazily between the transformed girl's thighs.

"W-what? Oh Sandra, what's up?" Sarah yawned flexing her arms overhead, the top almost breaking apart.

"Sarah, why did you drank the thing on the fridge?" Sandra backpedaled, the blood flowing through the member giving it a menacing half-hardness.

"Why, it did wonders, I feel fine," Sarah smiled largely, her freckled cheeks blushing with vigor.

"That wasn't intended for human consumption, I've left your medicine in the kitchen cabinet!" Sandra is really angry but her eyes still can't let the huge cock out of its sights.

"Why worry? It did the job, I feel... Say, are you smaller or... I'm... taller?" She looks on herself, finally noticing the new body she got somehow.

"And ripped, not to mention hung," Sandra blushed, turning her face away.

"Holy shit, I grew a dick, that's... AWESOME!" Sarah looks down and finds the half awake dong filling itself with enthusiasm.

"That's not awesome, it's freakish, it's bizarre, it's..." Sandra walked around her, struggling to avoid direct contact with the menacing wild sausage.

"It's a freaking big dick! Look I'm getting hard!" Sarah clumsily jerked it, pulling the foreskin too quickly, bruising her growing dick.

She sat on the sofa, spreading her legs to check her pussy, no balls inside her panties.

"Strange, shouldn't I have a pair here? Looks like my clit grew, like a thousand times bigger, my lips are stretched but feels amazing, do you think I can jizz?" Sarah was fully pleasing herself, forgetting that she was now sporting an erected she-dick, deep inside waving it out as a feminine thing to share such intimacy.

"Stop jerking and jilling! It's gross!" Sandra walked off the living room, running to her computer to search about the formula she brought home.

"Wow I'm bigger than Steve! I'm bigger than half o

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