"Ugh." Ed moans as he slams his alarm clock. "It's time for class already? It felt like tonight was such a short night." He brought his hand to his head in an effort to stop the throbbing. "Did I.. party last night? I don't remember going to a party. But I feel so... dizzy." Ed stood up, thinking nothing of his rock-hard erection. It's just another typical morning with an apparent black-out drunk hangover. Though, he was grateful he didn't have to worry about the nausea. Still, he had to remember what had happened. The college freshman walked into the bathroom and stared at himself in the mirror. He looked like a mess. "Must've been a hell of a party," he bemoaned, starting the shower. He took off his boxers and noticed that he was still pretty erect. "Well, I guess there's no problem with a morning jerk off. I've got time."

In the shower, he pictured Haley, the bombshell, redhead junior. She sat in front of him in class, so he always got a nice view of her tight, round ass. It was as if she knew that she had a hot body and proceeded to show it off and tease all of the men that she could. Her yoga pants left nothing to the imagination and her low v-cut shirt didn't either. If he had to guess her chest size, he would probably say a 36B. That seemed pretty reasonable. Ed imagined cornering her in the classroom after the period ended. He saw himself grab her and force her to her knees. She looked up at his, innocently as she took his erect cock into her mouth. Moaning and sucking, she began to rub herself. He always imagined her as a slut, willing to do whatever the alpha male with the big cock told her to do. After a few more imaginary situations, he finally came. Letting out a sharp breath, he expected his erection to go down, but it didn't. In fact, if he wasn't mistaken, it was actually a bit longer and harder than it was before he came.

Shannon had woken up with a strange sensation. When she woke up, she felt something odd between her legs. She didn't remember playing with one of her dildos, but she did feel something. Her body was also responding to whatever the foreign object was in a mysterious way. She reached down and to her surprise, she found a long, erect cock.

"What the fuck?" She yelled, trying to snap herself out of this apparent dream. She definitely did not have that when she woke up. She ran into the bathroom to check herself out. As she looked into the full-body mirror, she saw the same lithe, creamy-skinned body. Her perky 36C breasts stood at attention with her nipples while her body curved down like a perfect hourglass to her curvy hips that culminated in one of the most perfectly crafted and ass and set of legs that most men had ever seen. However, between her legs was a new edition - a cock. Shannon reached down and put her hand around it. Immediately, a shot of pleasure ran through her body. As if she had been imbued with a new set of instincts, she began to stroke herself. Bringing one hand up to her breast, she started massaging her perfect chest while she rubbing the snake between her legs. She began to moan as she felt herself come close to the climax. Instead of stopping, she began to increase her speed and soon she came all over the mirror and her hand. In a daze, Shannon leaned on the sink. Lifting her hand to her mouth, she began to suck and lick her fingers clean. An evil smile crept across her face. She knew what she was going to do with her new found toy.

Ed had noticed that a lot of the guys were sporting an erection today. In fact, all of them were. It's as if his senses had been heightened to be aware of others' arousal. More than likely, he concluded, he was just self conscious and looking to see if there was anyone looking at him. Instead, every guy was carrying books in front of their crotch or walking funny. He managed to suppress his own erection as much as he could with his underwear and a pair of loose-fitting jeans. It didn't show as much, but it still wasn't that comfortable. He had gone to the bathroom several times that day to relieve himself, but it only made his cock grow. Not that it was a bad problem to have, but he would rather not have it make itself known 24/7.

He had to control his own urges, too. As he saw every girl that he found attractive, he had the urge to just grab her and take her back to his place to mate- fuck with her. Weird. He kept thinking of it as mating, not fucking. "It must just be whatever's going on with me is affecting my brain," he concluded correctly. What was going on, though, he did not know.

As he walked into class, it was just him and Haley. They were early. This wasn't good. "Hey," he said, quickly sitting down, to hide his painful erection.

"Oh, hey yourself." She said back, turning around in her chair, her breasts resting on the head of the chair. She licked her lips as she looked at him. Something about him was different. She had never noticed how... ruggedly attractive he was.