Author's Note: The parent episode now shares a title with this episode. This is just an error on my part, this episode has the correct title, the parent should have been titled "Just lay back..."
Karyn woke up and yawned. A nice nap, some pleasant dreams and she was feeling better but still hungry. She glanced over at her alarm clock and saw it was just after one in the morning.
"No time like the present," she muttered as she pushed herself off the bed. She crossed the room to her dresser, which had a mirror mounted above it, wishing for the first time in years that she had a full-length mirror. After a short period of consideration, she started taking off her clothes as well. "I must have been exhausted earlier to be sleeping in my clothes," she thought and then faced herself in the mirror, wearing nothing at all.
Placing her hands on her hips, she felt around inside to try to move in that way again. It was difficult and the sensation was not as intense. She didn't feel as warm anymore, either. "Although," she thought with some amusement, "That might be because I'm naked in the middle of the night."
As she watched, she could see her breasts shrink down, just a little bit. It was very tiring and she started to feel sore again almost right away. She worked at it, slowly getting her breasts smaller until finally they were the perfectly nice size she'd had as recently as that morning, except that her nipples were much too pronounced. She pulled them in a little and decided that felt close enough and turned her attention to her hair. It darkened from blond to brown, but that feeling of standing in an uncomfortable and unsustainable pose was getting stronger. She was so sore. It took almost everything he had to start changing the shape of her hair back to normal and felt herself sway and saw her breasts grow back up a little. With a surge of panic, she realized it was getting away from her. It was time to stop...but she couldn't. How do you make an uncomfortable position comfortable? She felt so tired, too.
She saw a shimmering hint of a ribbon flutter by through the wall and tried to grab onto it like a rope to save herself from sinking. But it was like air. At least, she felt rather than saw another one, yards away outside her window. Feeling herself starting to fall back towards what she was pretty sure was the red-headed form, she grabbed onto the ribbon she felt outside and spun it tightly around herself, her vision starting to swim as she leaned forward and held onto the dresser. She saw herself, felt herself, in a dimly lit bedroom with her neighbor, Mr. Mason. She was naked and her body was slender and Asian. Her shoulder length black hair swayed behind her as she arched her back in pleasure, his lips on her right breast doing amazing things, things she hadn't even realized were possible. Joyously, she ground her crotch against his leg and --
Karyn shivered a little. She felt so cold, so weak... It had been hard to clear her head that time. Looking into the mirror, she saw she looked just like she had in the vision. "Great. Well...at least my boobs are under control. Smaller than I'm used to, but it might be kind of nice. I think boys who say anything more than handful is wasted are right. Or a mouthful." She shivered with something besides cold this time, feeling a little tug and becoming aware of the ribbon drawn very tight around her. She looked over towards the window and saw the ribbon leading right to her neighbor's house. She smiled at the memory and thought, "You know, if I was there right now--"
Everything went black and she felt hot, felt her whole body vibrate. It lasted a second and it lasted an hour. Then she was standing in Mr. Mason's bedroom, which looked just like it had in her vision of it. He was sleeping, looking a little flushed and, she realized, he was aroused. The tent-like effect in the blanket only took her a moment to recognize. She'd heard about it, of course, just never seen it.
She she climbed onto the bed, she wasn't thinking about anything but her needs. Later, she realized, it was a lot like being left alone with Big Mac after 23 hours of a 24 hours fast. Some part of her was aware that she shouldn't do it, but it was overwhelmed completely by the hunger. She pulled down the covers and climbed to straddle his chest as he awoke.
"Huh? Wh...uh..." mumbled Mr. Mason, his eyelids fluttering. Then they snapped open and his pale blue eyes stared up at her. "Sang-hee?" he asked with astonishment. "But I haven't seen you in..oooh..."
Karyn's firm grasp on his jaji seemed to interrupt his train of thought. She said "Quiet, quiet, I want your mouth to be doing something more pleasurable than that." She leaned forward suggestively, her right nipple close enough to his mouth to feel his breath. "You know," she thought, "For an older man in his 50s, he's really handsome." His hair had gone all white, but the creases in his face just made him look dignified and mature.
He moaned and then said, "S-Sang-hee, oh God... I, I'm sorry. That feels so good. I'm sorry, but I haven't spoken a word of Korean since I got out of the Army in '86. I can't...quite..."
Karyn frowned slightly, rolling his jaji in her hand in a way that made him tremble. Maybe he'd misheard her. She opened her mouth to repeat herself, concentrating on saying each word clearly, but then she felt the ribbon wrapped tightly around her squeeze her mind, somehow, forcing it back into the current shape. So she tried to express herself through another part of her mind and said, "You talk too much, please suck now." She felt proud of herself for putting that little puzzle together and didn't pay any attention after, for she had clearly made herself understood.
His mouth worked her already-erect nipples to being rock hard. She couldn't help it, she shuddered, bucked and arched her back. Her body almost moved itself and she found that in one smooth movement she was able to raise her hips and slide his jaji into her boji. She felt a rush of energy as they fit together and it didn't even hurt like she'd been told in school. It felt like what he had was the missing piece to what she had, filling her just perfectly. With her new energy she bounced up and down, feeling greater pleasure and energy with every stroke. After about a minute, she felt him explode in side of her. She leaned forward and kissed him like she really meant it, probing in to his mouth with her tongue. Another rush of pleasure and energy came over her and she felt great. The ribbon that had been wrapped around her so tightly was now gone, too.
"I'm never going to scold a boy for saying 'She just needs to get laid.' again," thought Karyn. "That was so, so amazing..."
Then she looked down at Mr. Mason. He'd gone back to sleep with a smile on his face. He didn't look quite as handsome now, just...older, more tired. But she felt great as she slid off of him and stood up, standing with her legs a little crossed in hopes of not dripping down her leg and onto the floor. She felt pleasantly hot, wide awake and madly confident. Not tired, sore or hungry at all.
"Now I just need to get back to my room," she thought and the same hot, vibrating blackness engulfed her and left her standing where she had been in her room. "That's amazing," she whispered to herself. Maybe she could go see Jon. No, he'd be asleep. Or she could give another shot at looking like herself. Or...hmm. The ribbon coming through the wall from earlier was back, almost as if it were being pulled towards her. This time, she realized, the ribbon looked and even felt different than the others. Before, it had been like mist, but now she could feel it. The last one had made her feel wonderful. Why stop with just one? Her neighbor on the other side, Mr. Arthur, was a lot cuter than Mr. Mason anyway..."
Karyn made a decision.
