“Not slutty enough”

I can’t get her voice out of my head.

“Not slutty enough.”

The last thing I remember before I became… this, was spending Valentine’s with my girlfriend.

“Not slutty enough.”

I had made what I thought was a harmless comment about her outfit, it was supposed to be a joke.

“Not slutty enough.”

And then I woke up this morning as a girl, and I have all these weird… urges. I knew I had to put on makeup, but try as I might to keep it tasteful…

“Not slutty enough.”

I just made myself look more and more like a bimbo.

Then when I want to get dressed, I wanted to put on a nice sweater and a pair of jeans….

“Not slutty enough.”

…but I ended up in this ridiculous schoolgirl uniform. I thought the worst of it came when I needed… some relief. I searched for a normal vibrator or something…

“Not slutty enough.”

…only to find this monster. I couldn’t stop myself from taking it into the bathroom, hiking up my skirt, and preparing to ram it into my aching pussy.

“Not slutty enough.”

But before I had time to think, I found a bottle of lube and shoved it inside my ass, all the while moaning like the filthy whore I know I am.

“Not slutty enough.”

I had hoped that would be enough… but she’s still talking.

“Not slutty enough.”