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I'll just get this out of the way now: this story contains futa. If that's not your bag then avoid it. I personally like it quite a bit and think this came out pretty well. It's likely going to be part of a longer series about the escapades of an innocent young girl who's suddenly grown a penis. Stay tuned if that excites ya!


Betty awoke to the blaring sound of her phone's alarm like she had a thousand other times but the moment she sat up she knew there was something wrong. She brushed her shoulder length, dark brown hair out of her hazel eyes and looked down at the sheets covering her lower half. Immediately the large protrusion creating a noticeable tent beneath the blankets jumped out at her delirious mind. Without really understand what was going on she threw back the covers to reveal a powerfully throbbing cock and weighty ballsack pointing straight up at her. It was the same shade of rosy alabaster as the rest of her skin and already dripping with precum. Completely caught off guard by it's sudden appearance Betty stared at her new appendage for several seconds in abject shock. Her perky little breasts heaved as her mind tried to make sense of what had transpired to turn her once cute little vagina into such a monstrous penis overnight. Just by looking at it she could tell it was well over ten inches in length and as big around as one of slender forearms. It's sheer size might have been comical or even arousing had it not been attached to her body.

“The supplement!” She said aloud, reaching towards the small pill bottle on her nightstand, “Side effects may include . . . increased sensitivity and . . . and genital alteration . . .” the bottle hit the bed with a soft thud as she stared at her new dick, “What kind of side effects are those?!”

As she slid to the edge of the bed Betty felt something balled up beneath her small buttocks. Doing her best not to touch her still throbbing cock she retrieved the offending item, quickly discovering the torn panties she'd worn to bed. With a heavy sigh she tossed them across the room and rose to her feet. The strange feel of her new addition was only exacerbated as she wobbled into the bathroom. Part of her was still trying to go about her morning routine as an almost mechanical habit but it was wholly impossible to forget the meatstick bouncing merrily between her legs. It was so stiff it couldn't even hang down, merely pointing forward like an incredibly annoying compass. By the time she reached her small, neatly furnished bathroom Betty's mind was filled with a thousand different questions. She had no idea how she was going to go to fit in any of her clothes, go to work, or even focus on making breakfast with such a hindrance.

But the more she thought about it the more only one solution made sense. It was an idea no doubt fueled by her own, nearly overwhelming arousal. Swallowing as nervously as she would if faced with someone else's penis Betty slowly reached down and wrapped her fingers around the base of her new dick. An immediately rush of pleasure surged through her body and her entire shaft tensed. A bead of precum swelled at the tip and dropped to the tiles with a soft plip. Her slender fingers were too short to completely wrap around her dick so with a slightly guilty shudder she grabbed it with both hands. Betty hadn't even seen a cock in real life and she only barely knew what to do with one from the handful of videos she'd watched online. She pressed her back against the closed door and did her best to not look at herself in the mirror while her hands slowly started stroking her massive tool. In an instant her breathing grew ragged and waves of pleasure started to floor her body. It was as though every centimeter of her new appendage was as sensitive as the clit she no longer possessed. Before her wildly trembling fingers were even halfway down her member a steady stream of precum was pouring from her tip with no signs of slowing.

The closer she got to the swollen head of her cock the more violently her knees began to tremble and the harder it became to think clearly. When her fingers actually reached the swollen head of her dick she actually let out a moan. It was quickly stifled by her hands, both of them leaping up to her mouth in a weak attempt to hide her embarrassment. Betty knew she was alone and nobody could hear her in her little apartment but that didn't stop her innate shyness from breaking through, if only for a second. And that moment quickly passed as the musky smell of her dick and the slowly pooling precum filled her nostrils. Unable to help herself she took a long, deep inhale as the odors wafting off her palms flooded her mind. It was more intoxicating than anything she'd ever encountered and by the time she was done basking in the scent her entire body was covered in goosebumps. Without really realizing she was doing it her hands returned to her dick and resumed their long, uncertain strokes once more. Her dazed mind barely registered anything save the constant echoes of pleasure surging through her body.

She had no idea how long she stood there stroking her new dick or how many times her hands slid up and down it's meaty length. All concept of time and space faded away in the wake of the her unending delight. Only when she felt a sudden tightness in her body and her already mighty cock swelled between her fingers did Betty even begin to snap out of her haze. She managed a few more ragged strokes before her breath stopped dead in her throat and every fiber of her being stiffened at the same time. The first jet of thick white cum exploded out of her dick with enough force to splatter messily on the wall of her shower several feet away. Betty gasped louder than ever and sank to her knees as she was overwhelmed by the rush of ecstasy flooding her body. Another load swiftly joined the first, this time spraying all across the ceiling above her. As cum dripped down on her quivering body her massive balls seemed to unload every single drop of semen they had. Every twitch of her prick brought with it a fresh helping if gooey spunk to splash against the walls, ceiling or floor of her once tidy bathroom. In just under a minute she'd unloaded what felt like a bucketful of cum all over the room and herself. And when the throbbing finally began to slow and she opened her eyes Betty could only stare in amazement at the quantity her body had produced.

With her body still shaking like she was standing naked in a blizzard Betty looked down at her shrinking cock with a small sense of satisfaction, “I guess that's the trick . . .” She panted, “Next time . . . next time I'll do it in the shower . . .”

Though it was still a significant addition to her body Betty's seemingly satisfied cock was a lot more manageable post climax. It shrank to almost half it's original length and just from the feel of them resting against her thighs she knew her balls had shrunk considerably. Certain she was already running late and worried about ruining her perfect record Betty grabbed the counter and pulled herself up. She stumbled into the shower and did her best to clean both the mess she'd made, what little she could reach from there, and herself in a handful of minutes. When she emerged relatively clean some of her strength had returned to her and she was able to make her way into the bedroom without leaning too heavily on the walls. Her cock was already starting to perk up once more but she ignored as best she could and got dressed.

Her friends and coworkers often teased her about her 'Quaker' dressing habits but Betty had never been happier to wear and ankle length dress. She tried and failed to cram her unruly cock and balls into one of her panties but after deciding it wasn't worth losing another pair she simply tied her dick to one of her thighs with some ribbons she normally used for her hair. It felt impossibly weird to go without underwear but under the circumstances she could make do. Pulling on a plain white bra and her favorite brown, black, and grey patterned dress Betty combed her hair, collected her purse, and headed out the door before she could be distracted once again. The mere act of walking with such an indecent thing strapped to her thigh felt ungainly and oddly thrilling. Every few steps she had to glance down and make sure nobody could tell what was happening beneath her dress. It seemed impossible that such a thing could go unnoticed by anyone!

The short car ride to work was surprisingly uneventful though she could feel her dick starting to swell against her thigh the entire way there. In just under ten minutes it was already back to full attention and straining wildly against the restraints binding it. The heat of it as it pulsed against her leg was almost as distracting as the occasional trickle of precum that ran down her creamy thighs or soaked into the plain fabric of her dress. Despite all that and her own fears she managed to arrive at work a minute before she was supposed to clock in and, after saying hello to her coworkers, she hurried to her desk and started on the daily paperwork. For an all too brief period Betty managed to focus on accounting and ignore her throbbing problem. But by lunch her mind was so unfocused and scattered she found herself making mistake after mistake on nearly every form she tried to fill out. Knowing she couldn't continue like that and worried about what would happen if she tried Betty decided to take care of the problem like she had earlier. Even in her distracted haze she knew it was a bad idea but the pressure was too much to ignore and she had to release it somehow. 

As she rose from her chair the lowest ribbon tying her cock to her thigh finally snapped and her twitching shaft suddenly sprang forward. The others managed to just barely hold on but the bulge on her dress was impossible to miss. She quickly hunched over in and attempt to hide it, pressing both hands against her sensitive tip and trying to look like she was brushing something off her dress. Her plan might have worked had it not been for the sudden stimulation of her cock head rubbing against the smooth fabric. Betty just barely managed to stifle a moan as a bolt of pleasure arced through her body and her legs once more began to shake. There was no way the people in her little nook weren't going to notice her standing there like a hunchback but each time she tried to step forward another ripple of ecstasy flicked through her body. She wasn't even five steps away from her desk when the same tightness as before started to overtake her. Betty's eyes went wide and she silently prayed for something, anything to stop what was about to happen.

No such relief came as she once more sank to her knees and was overcome by a swirling maelstrom of pleasure. Cum exploded out of her dick and sprayed all across the interior of her dress. Just life before it gushed out of her in thick, sudden spurts that left her entire body trembling and her mind almost totally vacant. It wasn't nearly as thick or copious as her earlier climax, thank goodness, but it was still enough to leave her lower half completely soaked and dripping with cum. She couldn't even fathom the sight she must have made for, hips thrusting and grinding against nothing while her entire body quivered each time a new load of cum erupted from her cock. Betty could only think about keeping her bulge from being noticed and in her efforts to do so failed to stymie the rush of whimpers and moans pouring from her mouth. She managed to get a handle on it as the last of her new batch of spunk was dripping out of her dick, well past the point where such control might have been useful. With the eyes of everyone in the office upon her Betty shakily pushed herself off the floor and stumbled towards her desk. 

The HR rep Tracey awkwardly cleared her throat and asked, “Is . . . is everything alright Betty?”

“Mmhmmm!” Betty replied, fanning her face and swallowing several times, “I'm just peachy. S-sorry for the disturbance!”

“It's okay . . . you sure you're feeling alright?”

“Yep. Never been better!” It was gonna be a long day.

Comments

Fooled Trooper

Yay. Futa is always fun :P Nice