you're doing it wrong
Title: you’re doing it wrong.
Author: asphyxiatide/marina.
Rating: nc-17.
Pairing: girl!oliver sykes/girl!matt kean.
Summary: when matt wakes up in the morning, he has tits and his dick is gone. oliver shows him how everything works.
Warnings: potty mouth, femmeslash, boys turning into girls.
Disclaimer: i'm a compulsive liar, actually. if you got here by googling yourself, run away while you still can. don't own, don't sue.
Dedications: shadow_hive because we were just bullshitting and this idea came up.
Author Notes: this is hopefully the first of a series of these things. they won’t all be porn. i can only write so much porn. anyway yeah, enjoy.
When Matt wakes up, he doesn’t feel any different than he usually does. Until he rolls over. Onto a pair of very large tits.
“Uh, what the fuck,” he mumbles, only his voice is exceptionally more feminine. And when he shakes his head his hair comes down over his shoulders a lot longer than it usually does. He swallows hard, glances at one of his hands. Smaller, more delicate. He blinks and his stomach turns over and he flips onto his back to check and see what else is different. His tits, he notes, are big. And his hips are curvy. And when he checks to see if his dick is still there, his fingers are greeted with a rather wet and slick cunt.
“Fuck,” he breathes.
Matt peers his head out of his bunk, and the bus looks fairly deserted. He darts out of his bunk - noting that his legs are just as long, but considerably shapelier - and wrenches the curtain of Oliver’s bunk open.
“Oli,” he hisses.
Oliver groans, shoving her pillow over her head. “Fuck off, Vegan, I sucked your dick last night. Go wank if you’ve got morning wood.”
“Oli, that’s the problem. I don’t have morning wood.”
“Veegs, you always have morning wood.”
“I know. Oli. Look at me.”
Oliver lifts her head, blinking furiously to clear the sleep from her eyes. She raises an eyebrow as her vision focuses on the woman in front of her.
“Holy shit, you’re a girl,” Oliver mumbles. Matt purses her lips, straightens her pajama pants. “A really sexy girl.”
“Really?” Matt asks.
“C’mere,” Oliver grunts, unfolding from her bunk and dragging Matt into the bathroom. She thrusts Matt in front of the full-length mirror and Matt gasps.
Yeah, she’s hot.
Her hair spills in dusty brown curls over her shoulders, brushing her rather large tits and slender arms. Her waist is small and curves into her hips, legs long and sexy and why is Matt totally attracted to the girl she’s staring at in the mirror?
“I don’t… get it.”
“For fuck’s sake,” Oliver groans, “let’s see the machinery.”
Matt pulls off her t-shirt, biting her bottom lip at the sight of her own tits. They’re really kind of amazing in every way. And yeah, so she’s kind of weirded out by the whole thing, but really, they’re amazing tits and she wishes she could somehow keep them like that and still have a dick. But Oliver’s yanking her boxers down and um, that’s not a dick. That’s a twat. Matt blinks stupidly, hands venturing to cover her tits.
“These are weird,” she murmurs, giving them a diagnostic squeeze.
“First off, you’re doing it wrong,” Oliver sighs, stripping her tank top and panties. “You’ve gotta grab them like this so you can…” Oliver pauses to grab her tits too, “yeah.”
Matt readjusts her grip to match Oliver’s, carefully placing a finger on either side of each nipple. She pinches them.
“Oh,” she breathes.
“Heh, you should get someone to put their mouth on them,” Oliver retorts. “And you can’t even imagine how amazing cumming is for girls.”
“Um,” Matt mumbles.
“Do you need me to show you how it works?” Oliver laughs, nudging Matt over so they’re standing next to each other in the mirror.
“Yeah,” Matt breathes, flushing pink. Oliver giggles.
“Sorry, can’t help it, you’re adorable,” she laughs. “So like, I know you’ve fucked me, so you kind of understand twats, but they’re… kind of particular. And we’ll deal with you bleeding from the vagina later if we have to, but for now, I’m going to give you a sort of… female orgasm 101.”
Matt looks carefully at her cunt, craning her head down to get a better look at it. She holds it open with her fingers. “Is that-“
“Yeah,” Oliver says, her hand shifting to hover just inches from her twat, then she asks, “You don’t mind if I touch you, right?”
“No, go ahead,” Matt shrugs. Oliver lets her fingers graze over Matt’s skin, purring quietly. Matt gasps as Oliver’s middle finger presses into her clit. “Holy fucking shit,” she blurts.
“And that,” Oliver declares, “is your clit. Do you mind if I make you cum? You’ve got me soaking wet, honestly.”
“Do it,” Matt moans, as Oliver’s finger makes soft circles on her clit. “Shit.” Matt steps back to lean against the bathroom wall, hands moving from her twat to her tits. “Lucky whore; no wonder you liked getting fucked so much.”
“Baby, I haven’t even got my fingers in you yet,” Oliver giggles, switching to thumbing her clit. “Do you want them?”
“Yes-s,” Matt pants, Oliver’s index and middle fingers teasing at her cunt. “I wanna know what it feels like.”
“Always needy, boy or girl,” Oliver sighs, pushing both fingers in. Matt gasps, winces.
“Just one,” Matt hisses, “maybe.”
“Oh,” Oliver murmurs, “I forgot that whole virgin thing.” Oliver starts steadily moving her middle finger in and out of Matt’s clunge, curling into her. She works Matt up to a pretty good pace, until she’s panting and moaning Oliver’s name, before breathing in her ear, “Do you want me to eat you out?”
“Yeah,” Matt moans, and Oliver immediately drops to her knees. Matt hitches a leg up on the toilet and Oliver’s tongue replaces her fingers in a split second. Then Matt’s practically screaming. “Fucking hell Oli,” she groans, fingers winding up in Oliver’s hair. Oliver shifts to suck on Matt’s clit and she starts to feel that familiar pooling at the bottom of her stomach, but instead this time it pulls in instead of out as she tightens and comes moaning Oliver’s name. Her knees go weak and Oliver dutifully sucks on Matt’s clit until she drops her hands from her hair.
“Told you,” Oliver mumbles.
“I wanna be a girl forever oh my God,” Matt pants, shoving her hair out of her eyes. “Holy shit, can I try that on you?”
“Haven’t you eaten a girl out before?” Oliver laughs, and Matt just shrugs.
“Yeah, but like, I’m a girl now, so it’s way hotter ‘cause we’re lesbians,” she says matter-of factly. Oliver giggles, sits down on the edge of the toilet seat.
“Wanna fix this?” Oliver asks, spreading her legs. “I’m aching.”
Matt smirks, dropping onto her knees in front of Oliver’s spread legs. This isn’t the first time she’s had a twat as pretty as Oliver’s this close to her nose, only last time there was, Matt had a dick - and a very large one at that - painfully hard between her legs. Instead she’s got this slick cunt down there, and she’s actually kind of liking it better this way. Matt flicks her tongue out over Oliver’s skin before Oliver’s hand slides down to hold herself open for her, and Matt sinks her tongue into Oliver’s hot clunge.
“Fuck,” Oliver moans, head thunking against the wall behind her. Matt curls her tongue into Oliver’s cunt, nose rubbing against her clit. Matt sort of mentally calculates whose bunk is directly behind Oliver’s head - Lee’s - and wonders if he could come in the bathroom and fuck her, just for the sake of finding out what it’s like. Matt shifts to Oliver’s clit, sucking it between her lips and running her tongue over it. Oliver moans in a rather needy manner, free hand shifting to fist in Matt’s hair as she pants. Matt knows that pant. She figures she’s doing something right so she just keeps sucking and tonguing and licking until Oliver’s moaning her name and grinding up onto her face.
Matt kisses up Oliver’s stomach to her tits, flicks a nipple with her tongue, then kisses her sloppily. Oliver grabs Matt’s hair, holding her against her mouth as they taste each other and then the door opens.
“It’s the fucking morning, Oli, are you already sucking Vegan’s cock?” Lee mumbles, rubbing his eyes. Matt gasps, head flicking up. She’s kind of sitting in Oliver’s lap now and they’d been pretty tangled up. Lee squints. “Veegs?”
“Yeah,” Matt murmurs. Lee’s eyes widen and he blinks.
“You’re a girl,” Lee blurts.
“It’s amazing,” Matt gushes. “Wanna fuck me?”
Author: asphyxiatide/marina.
Rating: nc-17.
Pairing: girl!oliver sykes/girl!matt kean.
Summary: when matt wakes up in the morning, he has tits and his dick is gone. oliver shows him how everything works.
Warnings: potty mouth, femmeslash, boys turning into girls.
Disclaimer: i'm a compulsive liar, actually. if you got here by googling yourself, run away while you still can. don't own, don't sue.
Dedications: shadow_hive because we were just bullshitting and this idea came up.
Author Notes: this is hopefully the first of a series of these things. they won’t all be porn. i can only write so much porn. anyway yeah, enjoy.
When Matt wakes up, he doesn’t feel any different than he usually does. Until he rolls over. Onto a pair of very large tits.
“Uh, what the fuck,” he mumbles, only his voice is exceptionally more feminine. And when he shakes his head his hair comes down over his shoulders a lot longer than it usually does. He swallows hard, glances at one of his hands. Smaller, more delicate. He blinks and his stomach turns over and he flips onto his back to check and see what else is different. His tits, he notes, are big. And his hips are curvy. And when he checks to see if his dick is still there, his fingers are greeted with a rather wet and slick cunt.
“Fuck,” he breathes.
Matt peers his head out of his bunk, and the bus looks fairly deserted. He darts out of his bunk - noting that his legs are just as long, but considerably shapelier - and wrenches the curtain of Oliver’s bunk open.
“Oli,” he hisses.
Oliver groans, shoving her pillow over her head. “Fuck off, Vegan, I sucked your dick last night. Go wank if you’ve got morning wood.”
“Oli, that’s the problem. I don’t have morning wood.”
“Veegs, you always have morning wood.”
“I know. Oli. Look at me.”
Oliver lifts her head, blinking furiously to clear the sleep from her eyes. She raises an eyebrow as her vision focuses on the woman in front of her.
“Holy shit, you’re a girl,” Oliver mumbles. Matt purses her lips, straightens her pajama pants. “A really sexy girl.”
“Really?” Matt asks.
“C’mere,” Oliver grunts, unfolding from her bunk and dragging Matt into the bathroom. She thrusts Matt in front of the full-length mirror and Matt gasps.
Yeah, she’s hot.
Her hair spills in dusty brown curls over her shoulders, brushing her rather large tits and slender arms. Her waist is small and curves into her hips, legs long and sexy and why is Matt totally attracted to the girl she’s staring at in the mirror?
“I don’t… get it.”
“For fuck’s sake,” Oliver groans, “let’s see the machinery.”
Matt pulls off her t-shirt, biting her bottom lip at the sight of her own tits. They’re really kind of amazing in every way. And yeah, so she’s kind of weirded out by the whole thing, but really, they’re amazing tits and she wishes she could somehow keep them like that and still have a dick. But Oliver’s yanking her boxers down and um, that’s not a dick. That’s a twat. Matt blinks stupidly, hands venturing to cover her tits.
“These are weird,” she murmurs, giving them a diagnostic squeeze.
“First off, you’re doing it wrong,” Oliver sighs, stripping her tank top and panties. “You’ve gotta grab them like this so you can…” Oliver pauses to grab her tits too, “yeah.”
Matt readjusts her grip to match Oliver’s, carefully placing a finger on either side of each nipple. She pinches them.
“Oh,” she breathes.
“Heh, you should get someone to put their mouth on them,” Oliver retorts. “And you can’t even imagine how amazing cumming is for girls.”
“Um,” Matt mumbles.
“Do you need me to show you how it works?” Oliver laughs, nudging Matt over so they’re standing next to each other in the mirror.
“Yeah,” Matt breathes, flushing pink. Oliver giggles.
“Sorry, can’t help it, you’re adorable,” she laughs. “So like, I know you’ve fucked me, so you kind of understand twats, but they’re… kind of particular. And we’ll deal with you bleeding from the vagina later if we have to, but for now, I’m going to give you a sort of… female orgasm 101.”
Matt looks carefully at her cunt, craning her head down to get a better look at it. She holds it open with her fingers. “Is that-“
“Yeah,” Oliver says, her hand shifting to hover just inches from her twat, then she asks, “You don’t mind if I touch you, right?”
“No, go ahead,” Matt shrugs. Oliver lets her fingers graze over Matt’s skin, purring quietly. Matt gasps as Oliver’s middle finger presses into her clit. “Holy fucking shit,” she blurts.
“And that,” Oliver declares, “is your clit. Do you mind if I make you cum? You’ve got me soaking wet, honestly.”
“Do it,” Matt moans, as Oliver’s finger makes soft circles on her clit. “Shit.” Matt steps back to lean against the bathroom wall, hands moving from her twat to her tits. “Lucky whore; no wonder you liked getting fucked so much.”
“Baby, I haven’t even got my fingers in you yet,” Oliver giggles, switching to thumbing her clit. “Do you want them?”
“Yes-s,” Matt pants, Oliver’s index and middle fingers teasing at her cunt. “I wanna know what it feels like.”
“Always needy, boy or girl,” Oliver sighs, pushing both fingers in. Matt gasps, winces.
“Just one,” Matt hisses, “maybe.”
“Oh,” Oliver murmurs, “I forgot that whole virgin thing.” Oliver starts steadily moving her middle finger in and out of Matt’s clunge, curling into her. She works Matt up to a pretty good pace, until she’s panting and moaning Oliver’s name, before breathing in her ear, “Do you want me to eat you out?”
“Yeah,” Matt moans, and Oliver immediately drops to her knees. Matt hitches a leg up on the toilet and Oliver’s tongue replaces her fingers in a split second. Then Matt’s practically screaming. “Fucking hell Oli,” she groans, fingers winding up in Oliver’s hair. Oliver shifts to suck on Matt’s clit and she starts to feel that familiar pooling at the bottom of her stomach, but instead this time it pulls in instead of out as she tightens and comes moaning Oliver’s name. Her knees go weak and Oliver dutifully sucks on Matt’s clit until she drops her hands from her hair.
“Told you,” Oliver mumbles.
“I wanna be a girl forever oh my God,” Matt pants, shoving her hair out of her eyes. “Holy shit, can I try that on you?”
“Haven’t you eaten a girl out before?” Oliver laughs, and Matt just shrugs.
“Yeah, but like, I’m a girl now, so it’s way hotter ‘cause we’re lesbians,” she says matter-of factly. Oliver giggles, sits down on the edge of the toilet seat.
“Wanna fix this?” Oliver asks, spreading her legs. “I’m aching.”
Matt smirks, dropping onto her knees in front of Oliver’s spread legs. This isn’t the first time she’s had a twat as pretty as Oliver’s this close to her nose, only last time there was, Matt had a dick - and a very large one at that - painfully hard between her legs. Instead she’s got this slick cunt down there, and she’s actually kind of liking it better this way. Matt flicks her tongue out over Oliver’s skin before Oliver’s hand slides down to hold herself open for her, and Matt sinks her tongue into Oliver’s hot clunge.
“Fuck,” Oliver moans, head thunking against the wall behind her. Matt curls her tongue into Oliver’s cunt, nose rubbing against her clit. Matt sort of mentally calculates whose bunk is directly behind Oliver’s head - Lee’s - and wonders if he could come in the bathroom and fuck her, just for the sake of finding out what it’s like. Matt shifts to Oliver’s clit, sucking it between her lips and running her tongue over it. Oliver moans in a rather needy manner, free hand shifting to fist in Matt’s hair as she pants. Matt knows that pant. She figures she’s doing something right so she just keeps sucking and tonguing and licking until Oliver’s moaning her name and grinding up onto her face.
Matt kisses up Oliver’s stomach to her tits, flicks a nipple with her tongue, then kisses her sloppily. Oliver grabs Matt’s hair, holding her against her mouth as they taste each other and then the door opens.
“It’s the fucking morning, Oli, are you already sucking Vegan’s cock?” Lee mumbles, rubbing his eyes. Matt gasps, head flicking up. She’s kind of sitting in Oliver’s lap now and they’d been pretty tangled up. Lee squints. “Veegs?”
“Yeah,” Matt murmurs. Lee’s eyes widen and he blinks.
“You’re a girl,” Lee blurts.
“It’s amazing,” Matt gushes. “Wanna fuck me?”