I’m back in the locker room again for some more exciting misfit behavior! This time, with one important addition: steroids. I’m using testosterone propionate specifically to enlarge my clitoris in order to become a bigger, better slut. In addition to increasing the size of my clitoris, the medication has some other interesting effects that are desirable given my slutty goals: a strong increase in sexual desire and sexual aggressiveness. I made my way to the girls locker room and got ready for my shower. All my senses were tuned-in to the environment and my pussy was completely throbbing at this point. I set up the camera in the shower and turned it on, this time from a higher angle to show you more of me as I went about rinsing the sweat and piss off of my slutty body. Knowing I was here, in this place, and vulnerable to discovery, I began to think once again of being caught masturbating in the locker room by these girls. I wondered, what would they do? Reaching down to feel my pussy, I couldn’t help but be distracted by how big my throbbing clit felt as I brushed against it with my hand. I could feel the arousal now, and began to imagine the details of being caught like this. Recovering from my fantasy orgasm, I switched off the camera and made my way to the changing booth across the hall from the shower. I set the camera up once again as I toweled myself off, thinking now about how much more intense my sexual thoughts have been since starting the testosterone again. As I turned the camera on, I knew I wanted to document the process of giving myself the dose of clit enlargement medication for the whole world to see exactly what a degenerate misfit slut I am. Measuring out a double dose of the medication, I spread it over my desperate clit and rubbed it deeply into my entire pussy. My medication is strong, 200mg / ml and the transdermal compound is very efficient, ensuring I absorb between 40% to 60% of the total dose. You can see in the video, that I put quite a bit on my finger. It felt so good knowing I was doing this in the girls locker room, and looking down at the camera, it felt even better. Just knowing that you were going to be watching me, that everyone would be watching me do this to myself, I began to spiral out of control again. As the realization of how I was changing my body permanently came over me, the situation intensified even more. OMG. What am I doing? I had a perfectly normal clit before! Now I’m some sort of sexual freak! Look at me, masturbating in public, going out of my way to do it, in the girls locker room. Not only that, but there is a camera right in front of me! I’m recording this all, for the whole INTERNET to see. What the fuck is wrong with me? What have I become? Then, just as quickly as all those thoughts entered my mind, they flashed away. Reality, and all of the regret replaced suddenly by an overwhelming, overpowering, otherworldly desire. An arousal so intense, so immediate, I had no choice but to grab my Hitachi wand from my bag and put it back on my throbbing clit. Surrendering to my most immediate need, I switched it on and threw my leg up on the chair, displaying my entire pussy for the camera. I repositioned the camera and squatted down, crouching in the girls locker room, spreading my cunt to display it for the whole world to see what I’m doing. Vibrating myself in this public, I began to worship the clit. Feeling the pleasure increase completely, I became full with desire. I reached my hand down, hoping to feel the medication. Pushing my fingers inside of myself, desperately trying to find new skin to coat with the powerful substance. Then I found it, deep inside of my hole. Working my fingers in and out of my cunt methodically, my orgasm came to me. Wet, fluid, warmth, essential. What is this leaving my body? I release more. I realize, this is the person I once was. Pouring out from me onto the locker room floor, and digitally across the entire world, making room for what must come. As the old leaves, the new enters, pure pleasure. Expanding to fill the extra space, it’s the most pleasure I’ve felt yet! Racking my body, I’m rewarded greatly for my efforts. Pleasure is the only thing that matters now. It is my only reason for being. Then, as quickly as the pleasure came, it was gone. Leaving in it’s place an emptiness equal in size. A slightly bigger void this time, it’s a larger hole to fill, a greater need, and yes, a growing desire for even more pleasure. As I got up from the floor, I began silently preparing to leave this place. The realization that I need even more now growing fully. I began thinking of how I’d fill this void next time, id need to do more, obviously. As I switched off the camera, I was sure of only one thing: that there would be a next time, there had to be. It’s not even my choice any longer, this is what I’ve become, and what I need to be.