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Story Codes: Teen hermaphrodite/Teen female, Incest, Oral Sex, Fantasy, Magic, Voyeurism, Interracial, Virgin

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Virginia Homewood

Saffron had grown a cock.

My twin sister had grown a great, big clit dick after I had cum in her deflowered pussy. However, my futa-cock had shrunk after I erupted in her. None of this made sense. The elf. The dreams. How this cock was spreading.

Nothing made any darn sense.

We were in the restroom at our all-girls high school. It was the lunch break. I had come in here to masturbate, the ache to my new cock needing relief. Of course, Saffron had followed me in here, blew me, then rode my cock. Even now, my seed was matting her black curls. She stared down at me with this big grin on her lips, her short bob of hair framing her adorable face.

“Wow, this feels intense,” my sister said. She looked at me, biting her lower lip. “Would you…?”

“Suck your cock?” I asked, smacking my lips together.

She nodded and wiggled her hips back and forth. She had this look on her face. One of pure need. How could I say no to my twin sister? Plus, her cock was sexy. She had such a gorgeous looking dick. I just wanted to nurse on it.

I hadn’t sucked a cock before, not even the dickgirl-elf from that strange dream in the silver and gold woods. That elf couldn’t be real, but I had grown a cock after she took my virginity in the dream, so…
Something was going on. Something straight out of one of my friend Brígida’s Isekai animes that she loved to watch. Where real people went to a fantasy world. That was insane, but…

My lips kissed the tip of my twin sister’s cock. If this could exist, maybe… Maybe there was this other world. Did that mean I had to stop some Dark Lord or something? That sounded so horribly cliched.

“Ooh, that’s it,” Saffron purred as my tongue licked around the crown of her cock. “That feels real good.”

I winked at her and licked the salty precum beading out of the slit. This was so wild. I couldn’t believe that I was able to do this. That I was loving my twin sister’s cock with my lips and tongue. I shuddered, my pussy on fire.

I didn’t know what I was doing, but I just did what I thought would feel right. I reveled in the incestuous delight of sucking on my twin sister’s cock. I nursed on her, the salty flavor of her cum spilling over my tongue.

“Yes, yes, yes, that’s so good,” she moaned. “Ooh, you’re going to make me—”

The bathroom door creaked open. Saffron slammed a hand over her mouth as a pair of chatting girls walked in. They passed our stall as I kept sucking and slurping. I couldn’t stop if I wanted to. Heat swelled in my pussy. my clit started to itch as I nursed on her. I wanted to drink her cum.

The girls went into the stall. I ignored the sounds they made as I loved my sister’s cock. She had a big and yummy clit-dick. My hand stroked her base while my fingers slid to the curls of her pussy. They were covered in my cum.

A wicked idea popped into my head.

I slid my fingers through her curls and gathered up my spunk. I slid my lips off her cock with a wet plop. She arched her eyebrows. I winked at her and smeared my jizz across the tip of her cock. My twin’s hazel eyes bulged.

I fought the giggle as I licked the salty flavor of my girl-cum of her dick. There was a tangy flavor mixed in with it. Her pussy? It must be. It was such a wonderful and yummy delight. I would enjoy this idea.

I ducked my head beneath her cock to lick at her pussy for a moment. Her cum clung to the black burls of her bush. My golden locks rustled as I nuzzled up and then licked at her curls, that salty spunk and tangy cream mixing.

My sister’s pussy. I had deflowered her. Now I had licked at her.

I had resisted this incestuous passion, but after deflowering her pussy, what was the point in resisting this?

I lapped at her folds, licking up my cum leaking out of her deflowered pussy. I savored stroking my tongue through her folds. I fisted her cock as I licked my cum out of her. She moaned into her hand as the girls flushed the toilet.

Then they were washing hands and chatting as I feasted on my sister’s pussy. They had no idea Saffron and I were in here doing this wicked deed. It was so wrong. We were sisters! But that just made it hotter.

My twin moaned and whimpered as I swirled my tongue around in her pussy. I scooped out my cum from her depths. This was my last chance to taste my cum unless… Would I get my cock back if she fucked me and cum in me?

Interesting.

The two chatting girls headed out of the bathroom. Saffron ripped her hand from her mouth and moaned, “Virginia, yes! You’re so getting in the spirit! Dickgirl-incest is the best.”

“Uh-huh,” I moaned, scooping out more of my cum from her depths.

“You’re going o make me explode, you know that. Just burst. It’s going to be so awesome. I want to cum in your mouth.”

“I want, that, too,” I moaned. “Then you’re going to fuck my pussy, right?”

“Absolutely!”

I took one final lick at her pussy folds then I moved my mouth up to the tip of her cock. I caressed her with my tongue. I danced around her spongy crown. A moment later, my lips slid over her tip. I swallowed her. I took her into my mouth and enjoyed her.

Her cock twitched in my mouth. I suckled. I nursed. Drool ran over my chin. It felt so naughty to enjoy her pussy. Such a wicked treat to do this kinky act to her. I suckled on her, bobbing my head with hunger.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned, her head tossing from side to side. “That’s incredible. Oh, wow. Oh, my god, that’s awesome.”

I suckled hard.

She bucked, her blouse rustling. “I’m going to dump so much cum down your mouth. Then we’re going to fuck.”

I nursed so hard on her. I suckled. She moaned, her head tossing. She quivered in delight. The salty flavor of precum swelled in my mouth. I stroked the base of her cock with one hand while the other thrust a pair of fingers into her pussy.

Her juicy, silky flesh squeezed down on my digits. My sister gasped and then shuddered. Her moans exploded from her. Her pussy went wild. Her cunt convulsed and writhed around my digits. Hot cum fired from her dick.

Jizz basted the back of my throat.

“Virginia!” squealed my twin sister.

I gulped down her incestuous futa-cum. I swallowed down that thick and creamy tide. It was such a rush to enjoy. I shuddered, my face scrunching up. I nursed on her cock with my hungry mouth. I suckled down all the cum in her ovaries.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned, basting the back of my throat with all her cum.

I drank it all down. I swallowed every drop of my sister’s cum. My pussy clenched and clit itched. This was so awesome. She would fuck me next. She would slam that big dick into my pussy and make me explode. I would—

DING-DONG-DING-DONG!

The warning bell. We had five minutes to get to the fourth period.

“Fuck!” Saffron moaned and ripped her cock from my mouth. Drool ran down my chin.

“No, no, we can fuck,” I said.

“Sorry, it’s math next,” Saffron moaned.

“You hate math!” I gasped as she bent down and picked up her black panties.

“I know,” she said. “We’ll have to fuck later!”

“You’re doing this on purpose!” I moaned, grabbing my pink panties with their cute, white bow on the front.

“I don’t control the time,” she said, working the panties up her black thigh-high stockings. She thrust her softening cock between her thighs, tucking like I did. Then her panties drew up. “We’re going to have time to fuck, Virginia.”

“You just don’t want to lose it to me!” I groaned, standing up and drawing on my panties.

“What, no,” she said with this look of wide-eyed innocence on her.

“I’ll get you back for this,” I muttered as we both grabbed our skirts and pulled them up our legs.

“I will fuck your cunt, sister,” she said and kissed me. “Mmm, wipe your mouth. You got drool, pussy cream, and jizz all over your face.”

I huffed as she opened the stall door and stepped out just as girls were coming in. I hastily zipped up and fastened my tartan skirt then I was slipping out, too, rushing over to the sink to splash water on my face, my cheeks burning.

My clit throbbed.

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Saffron Homewood

I felt amazing as I left the bathroom, and my twin sister, behind. I had a cock now. A big dick that she totally wanted to steal from me. I mean, I would let her have her cock back, but I just wanted to enjoy having it for a little while longer.

I mean, it might be a tad uncomfortable tucking, but it was still such a thrill to have a dick. Why? No flipping idea. This was crazy. I hummed as headed out to my math class. But I hated math. I had this itch to do something naughty.

I wanted to pick a lock. I have no idea where this impulse came from. It sounded way, way better than going to math, though. Where could I pick a lock in the school? It itched at my mind. And at the tip of my new dick.

It just sounded like a lot of fun.

I leaned against the wall as the other girls were heading off to class. I should be joining them, but my clit-dick twitched and throbbed. One girl swept by, Joann Brinkley. She was in Brígida’s chess club. My hand darted out and I snagged a bobby pin from her hair. It was so fast. She didn’t even notice as she walked on, her locks falling loose over her ear.

I bent the bobby pin, frowning at what I was doing. I made it look like a saw tooth. Why? What was I doing? My cock throbbed and itched. I just had to break into something. I bit my lip and then I headed down the hallway to…

The teacher’s lounge.

I moved without a sound on my saddle shoes, my skirt hardly making a whisk as it swished around my stocking-clad thighs. My eyes darting around as I strolled with purpose. Girls were sliding into classes.

I should be heading to Mrs. Webb’s math class, but this was more fun. I would see what was in the teacher’s lounge. They should all be having to teach classes, right? It was on the first floor by the administration offices.

I hummed to myself as I reached it. I bent over at the drinking fountain. I pushed on the button and leaned down like I was drinking. I looked and waited for the last of the people to enter the classrooms. The halls emptied.

No one paid attention to me. I was getting a drink.

Perfectly normal. Humming, I slid over to the door to the teacher’s lounge. I knelt and thrust the bobby pin bent into a saw tooth shape into the lock. I pumped it in and out of the door fast, raking over the pins.

That was what this was called: raking. I had made the bobby pin into a rake. The saw-tooth shape was knocking up the pins randomly, useful on cheap locks like on an interior door. I just felt the right moment and twisted the bobby pin like it was a key and…

The tumbler spun.

I had knocked up all the pins at the same time, what a key did.

“Wow,” I said. “How the fuck do I know this?”

I realized I knew so much about lock picking. I could see the inside of the cylinder. The tumbler, the holes where the pins went. And they weren’t solid, either, each pin was really two pieces of varying length. They had to be lined up so where they met aligned with the break of the cylinder. They all had to be pushed up for it to turn, but if you pushed the bottom pin up to high the lock wouldn’t turn, and not high enough the top pin would bind it. You could even do evil things like thread a pin or turn it into a spool to give false sets, let the lock picker thick they had set a pin.

“Why do I know all this?” I muttered, opening the door to the teacher’s lounge.

I looked around. My instincts told me there was something in here worth stealing. Something that would be important for…

Virginia?

Why would Virginia need me to break into the teacher’s lounge?

“This is all your fault, Ms. Cock,” I said to my clit-dick. “You’ve put all these kinky ideas in my head.”

I looked around. There were lockers for the teachers. I saw familiar names like: Ms. Jérôme, Ms. Fonseca, Ms. Kang, Mrs. Webb, Mrs. Bagley, Ms. Ripley, Mrs. Winton, Mrs. Bean, Ms. Hailey, Ms. Easom, and Ms. Bisset. They all had various types of locks on them. Most were combination locks. Those seemed impossible to pick, but they were really easy.

I just needed a shim (a thin piece of metal), slip it down into where the arm slid into the lock and push back the restraining bolt. They were more worthless than a key lock. If I had a shim, of course. Which I didn’t.

But I didn’t care. This wasn’t it. I looked at the couches and chairs. There was a kitchenette and a large refrigerator meals would be put in. A potted plant. A small TV mounted on the wall. It was smaller than the one my twin and I had in our dorm room.

“What does Virginia what me to steal?”

Footsteps echoed outside the door. My thief senses tingled—yes, I had thief senses now for no flipping reason—and I dove behind the couch, slipping between it and the space before the wall. I wiggled to the right and peered out the side of it through the legs of an end table as the door opened.

“Good, there’s no one in here,” purred the voice of my math teacher. Mrs. Webb strode in. “I needed to see you again, Ella. I can’t stop thinking about you.”

My jaw dropped as Mrs. Webb, her brown hair in a bun and glasses on her mature face, strode in. Behind her came Ella, her red hair framing her gorgeous face. My clit-dick throbbed at how beautiful the busty girl was in her school uniform. She had on the same white blouse that molded to her tits, her skirt the same pleated tartan. She wore knee-high socks.

“Mmm, you want another taste, huh?” Ella purred.

“God, yes,” moaned Mrs. Webb.

“Aren’t you supposed to be teaching all those young minds about cosine and tangent?” cooed Ella, her voice like liquid honey.

My futa-cock throbbed as Mrs. Webb began unbuttoning the front of her blouse. She ripped it opened and revealed a pair of large tits constrained in a black bra. Her wedding ring gleamed on her hand.

“How many of your teachers have you seduced?” Mrs. Webb moaned. “I can’t be the only one.”

“Ms. Bisset,” purred Ella. “And Ms. Ripley. Mrs. Bagley. Ms. Kang.”

“You have been busy,” groaned Mrs. Webb.

I’ll say, I thought, my cock growing harder and harder as Mrs. Webb undid the front of her bra. I shuddered as it popped apart and her large breasts sprang out. She had her back to Ella, but I saw those big, lovely boobs head on.

My dick throbbed in my panties, trapped against my pussy getting juicier and juicier. I had gone Bi like Virginia. Or maybe the cock made me go full lesbian. Wait, was it lesbian if I had a dick? I didn’t know. I was just staring at those boobs.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard,” moaned Ella.

“Yes, yes, that is such a lovely delight you have. Mmm, that’s going to fuck me hard.”

“So hard,” cooed Ella.

Mrs. Webb turned around and pinned her down on the very couch I was behind. I gasped and then, for a moment, saw Ella’s face over the top, but she didn’t look down. Then I heard kissing. Their lips were smacking together.

I had to get out of here and do something about my hardon. I had the end table before me. Then there was the recliner. I would have a straight shot to the door. Could I sneak out of here without getting caught?

Why not? I was some sort of genius dickgirl-thief now.

Mrs. Webb and Ella! That was so hot.

I wiggled out from behind the couch as silent as a mouse. They were so lost to their kissing. Clothes rustled. Ella’s blouse fell on the end table. I caught a glimpse of her breast in a red bra before the settling top cut off my view.

Which meant they couldn’t see me either.

“Oh, yes, yes, those young tits. Push your firm boobs against mine,” Mrs. Webb moaned.

“Like this?” Ella cooed.

“Yes!”

My clit-dick throbbed, so painfully trapped in my panties now. I crawled on my elbows and caught behind the chair. I was feet from the door. I peeked out and saw them rubbing tits to tits. Then they kissed again, Mrs. Webb’s eyes closed.

I crawled to the door, keeping low. I reached up and twisted the knob silently. I pushed it open and then slid out on my belly, catching the door with my foot and letting it close slowly. Movement attracted attention.

I rolled over and gained my feet with a feat of acrobatics, my skirt swishing. I marched down the hallway straight for the nearest bathroom. I had to rub one out. Ella was seducing our teachers now. I had heard of that one teacher who had been rumored to have fucked the lesbian.

The teacher who had been fired last year.

“And Mrs. Webb is married,” I panted. “Straight! Ella, you’re the woman! Damn!”

I popped into the nearest bathroom, fished out my futa-cock from my panties, and went down on it. I just pictured Mrs. Webb’s big tits as Ella fucked her with that big strap-on Virginia and I saw her using on Akane this morning. That girl got around.

Mrs. Webb moaned in my mind, her married body heaving. The MILF gasped out in rapture as Ella drove her fleshy dildo into her cunt. The sounds echoed in my mind, my pussy clenching as I fisted my huge dick.

I did not last long.

I was just so turned on from both my successful sneaking and the fact I stole this information: Ella was fucking Mrs. Webb. Why did Virginia need to know that? No clue. But it was hot. So flipping hot I erupted in only a minute or two.

“Oh, my god,” I gasped, never cumming so fast when masturbating my pussy alone. “Yes, yes, yes!”

My pussy spasmed around my fingers while my cock erupted in my stroking grip. I shuddered, pumping my jizz straight into the toilet bowl. Mostly. I shuddered through the rapture, my moans echoing through the stall.

It was an amazing orgasm. I thoroughly loved every second of it. This was such a treat. I was too thrilled to enjoy it. I buzzed with the delight of cumming like this. Just felt effervescent with delight. This was a good life.

Just having orgasms with my dick and sneaking into places I shouldn’t go. I felt a wanderlust to go and steal more things.

But, for now, I should head back to class.

I wiped up the seat with toilet paper, threw the scraps into the bowl, and headed on my way. I whistled as I did, my hips cocking from side to side as I went. I had a song in my heart. A wonderful and naughty song.

I reached Mrs. Webb’s class. I strolled in and said, “Sup!”

I had beaten Mrs. Webb to class. That was awesome.

I nodded to Lada. The blonde head of the cheer squad was one of mine and Virginia’s friends. Her, Brígida, and Aria were all tight. Lada arched an eyebrow at me. The busty cheerleader had bright, blue eyes and a feisty smile.

“Where were you?” she asked.

“Oh, just poking around here and there.”

“Have you seen what’s happened to our teacher?” asked Lada.

Just then, a flushed Mrs. Webb burst in. She was patting her bun of brown hair and adjusting her glasses. “Sorry, sorry! I had a meeting with one of my students and it went a little long. So sorry. Now let’s get settled down and salvage the period.

“You would not believe who that student was and how big was her strap-on dildo,” I purred to Lada.

“Holy shit, Mrs. Webb and Ella were…?”

I winked at my friend. Her jaw dropped. I could tell she wanted details as she followed me to her seat and sat down in the back. I just smirked at her, my cock getting hard and naughty. I set my cell phone before my math book and began covertly sending Lada a text message.

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Virginia Homewood

My clit was itching as I entered my fourth-period class, abandoned by Saffron. My twin sister could be so cruel. I took my usual seat in the second row. I hated sitting upfront while my two friends in this class loved to sit there.

So we’d compromised. I had people in front of us and they weren’t at the back of the room.

“Where were you for lunch?” Brígida asked as she walked into the science classroom with Aria. The lab was through a door behind the teacher’s long desk. Brígida was a Hispanic girl with gorgeous, golden-brown skin and black hair she kept in a French braid. She had a bubbly butt and my clit throbbed even more.

I was definitely a lesbian.

“Yeah,” Aria asked. She was a Black girl, her skin a lovely shade of coffee-brown. She wore her black hair in a multitude of slender, beaded braids that swept about above her shoulders and clattered together. She had a motherly face and a gentle smile. She would make a great housewife. She was head of the home ec club. It was considered sexists to have it as a class, but a voluntary club was A-OK. “You and Saffron were both gone.”

“Lada ate enough for you both,” Brígida added. “’I’m on the cheer squad. I need the calories to let me perform.’”

Aria and Brígida giggled as they sank down on either side of me. I swallowed, the two schoolgirls both sexy in their own way. It made my pussy wet. That itch from my clit spread. The urge to masturbate swelled in me. I was turning into a complete perv.

I squirmed as I said, “Saffron and I had some sisterly stuff to discuss.”

“Is she masturbating in your dorm room before you again?” asked Brígida.

Flashes of my twin sister rubbing her pussy and stroking her big futa-cock filled my mind. My pussy clenched. The itch at my clit spread. I squeezed my thighs tight together, that urge to burst with pleasure swelling inside of me I needed a release.

“N-no,” I gasped. “We got that straightened out last year with the bathroom rule.”

“That’s good,” Aria said. “I mean… I can’t believe you would touch yourself that way. It’s so… dirty.”

“It’s amazing,” Brígida said in a dreamy voice. “I play an otome game, and just get so excited trying to win this or that cute prince’s heart.” She squealed in delight.

Otome game? What was that?

Mrs. Bagley, our chemistry teacher walked in from the lab just as the bell to start the period chimed. She had a big smile on her face. She looked like she was in a great mood. She headed to the long desk that she had before us. It was its own lab station where she would do experiments for us to perform in the other classroom. She had her own private office adjacent to the lab.

“I am in the mod to talk about exothermic reactions,” she said, her cheeks rosy. “The sort you get when chemicals come together and burst with heat. It’s positively stimulating.”

I blinked. It was like she had just had an orgasm.

That made my clit throb even worse. Had the married woman been masturbating in her office during lunch? Her hands planted on the table. The top few buttons of her blouse were undone, showing off her large breasts and the lacy edges of her bra.

The ache at the tip of my clit turned into a pulsing throb. My pussy was so wet. There was this heat in me I had to release. It just needed to explode. It built and built in the depths of my nethers. I pressed my hand on my lower belly, shuddering.

“So, oxygen is often involved in exothermic reactions,” she said. “Even iron turning into rust, oxidizing, produces heat. Not the same level of heat as when carbon or hydrogen is oxidized, but we can have fun with other items. There is a group of metals that react with water. You can’t even let a drop of moisture get on them.” She pulled out a glass jar from beneath her desk. It looked like bits of metal in water only the water had a weight to it as it sloshed around. “This is an alkali metal in mineral spirit. Specifically, this is sodium. The oil keeps water away.”

As she talked, that need to burst swelled and swelled. My vision started to go unfocused, staring beyond Mrs. Bagley and her cleavage to the… the forest. I could see those silver trees and there was that shy face peering around the edge.

Students muttered. Brígida shifted beside me. “Did I just see…”

An arrow flew at the cute girl’s face. She ducked out of sight, narrowly getting missed. I groaned, shocked by that. She was so cute. She deserved to be fucked not to have arrows shot at her. She deserved to have my futa-cock fucking…

My panties grew tight.

My vision cleared, the girl gone. More buzzes echoed through the class as I glanced down at my crotch.

I gasped as my futa-dick grew in my panties. It swelled up towards my waistband. I shuddered, my eyes widening. Right here, in the middle of class, my girl-cock was growing. It was expanding. I shuddered, shaking my head. My eyes clenched. The heat rushed through my body as my clit grew bigger.

I was a futa again.

“That was weird,” Brígida said.

“Sure, sure,” I groaned, my cock at full mast. I had to cum again. I needed to cum right away. I need privacy. I needed to go somewhere where I—

The golden forest surged around me. I fell onto my butt, no longer sitting on a chair. I gasped as I saw the dickgirl-elf sprinting off into the woods, chasing something. I blinked in shock. I was naked here again, my futa-cock thrusting out from me.

“Oh, no,” whimpered a voice. “She saw me. Oh, dearie.”

From the side of a tree, that cute face appeared. Only she wasn’t ducking out from behind it, she was emerging from within the tree. I gaped at her in shock, her curly, green hair framing her nut-brown face.

“I didn’t mean for her to see me,” the woman said. “I just wanted to see you. The heroine! Now…”

“Where are you, villain!” shouted the dickgirl-elf.

“Villain!” squeaked the woman sticking her head out of the tree. “No, no, no, I really messed up.”
Her head vanished back into the tree. I gaped at it, shocked by what had happened. My clit-dick thrust out before me, throbbing and aching for some relief. I needed it right away. I had to cum, my pussy was on fire and—

POP!

I was back in my classroom. My chair clattered back. I gasped, lying on my back. My two friends were staring at me in alarm. Aria’s brow furrowed. She shook her head like she had seen something weird. Then she gasped.

Her eyes were on my crotch. My skirt had flared up. I shoved it down as I sat up. Everyone was staring at me. Brígida stood up and offered me her hand. So did Aria. I took them and let them pull me to my feet.

“Are you okay?” Brígida asked, staring at me. “I thought you…”

“What?” I gasped.

“Virginia,” Mrs. Bagley gasped and rushed over to me. “Are you okay? You fell back out of your seat. It looked like you fainted.”

“I…” I frowned. Had I passed out? My cheeks burned, my futa-cock throbbed in my skirt. “I don’t know what happened, Mrs. Bagley.”

“Let me take her to the nurse’s office,” Aria said, her motherly voice full of concern. She stroked my arm with her coffee-brown fingers.

“Of course, of course,” Mrs. Bagley said. “The rest of you girls, get settled down. We have to talk more about alkali metals.”

Brígida gave me a questioning look. I smiled at her. “I’m fine, okay?”

She slowly nodded.

“I really, really am,” I said. “I don’t know what happened, but it’ll be okay.”

“Just lean on me,” Aria said, sliding her arm around my waist which felt, really, really nice.

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Aria Dennell

I could have sworn that Virginia had flickered. Like she had not been there for a split second. It had to be have been a trick of the light like that huge penis I saw tenting the front of her panties and thrusting out of her undergarment’s waistband.

My friend could not have a penis. She was a girl. Only girls could go to St. Mary of the Veil. I had known her for a year-and-a-half. We had grown so close. I would have known if she had a penis, and yet…

My cheeks burned so much. These tingles raced through my virgin pussy. I had never really felt anything like this. I didn’t get turned on. My friends and many cousins complained about being horny sometimes, whining about how a cute guy had turned them on. I had never been beset by such desires. I was pure, savoring myself for marriage to the right man.

God would guide me to him. I had faith.

Now… Now…

Was that guy Virginia?

But she was a girl. It had to be a trick of the light. Girls couldn’t have penises. Well, unless they were trans, and that wasn’t Virginia. She would have told us. Saffron would have mentioned it. They were twin sisters.

The images of that fleshy, pink tip burned in my mind. It was like a mushroom cap on a thick, beige shaft. My vagina itched more and more. It was spreading through my nethers. This heat swelled and swelled. Holding Virginia close to me wasn’t helping, either.

“You saw it, didn’t you?” whispered Virginia as we moved through the halls.

“Saw what?” Aria asked, her vagina tingling more and more.

“My futa-cock,” my friend said. “My clit that’s turned into a dick.”

I blinked. “Y-you must be really exhausted or something. We need to get you to the nurse’s office right away if you think you have… one of… one of those.”

“You saw it,” Virginia said. “I know you did, Aria. It just grew again while I was in class. I think it’s my horniness.”

“T-the nurse will get you all straightened out.”

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Virginia Homewood

Aria walked so stiffly down the hallway. She had definitely seen it. She was such a sweet thing. So innocent. She smelled so good. Apricot shampoo, I think. I loved the scent as the ache grew and grew at the tip of my cock.

I needed to cum.

The wall to my right blurred and there was a strange forest. The nut-brown-skinned woman was peeking out at another tree. She saw me and gave a shy wave. She had such pretty lips. I bet she would be great at sucking cock.

“We’re almost there,” Aria said, the window closing. She looked past me to where the image had been. “Is there something on the wall?”

“No,” I said, my clit throbbing. “God, you have no idea how tight my panties feel with this in them.”

“You don’t have anything in them,” she said. “You’re a girl. I know that.”

“I am a girl,” I said. “I truly, truly am. It just grew. Believe me. I wouldn’t lie about this.”

“Of course not,” she said. “You’re just confused. But that’s okay. Ms. Jérôme will help you out.”

I sighed as we kept going.

The forest kept appearing. It was like we were moving through it through the school. And each time, that strange woman with the green hair and nut-brown skin would peer out of different trees. Sometimes from the front others from the sides. My dick throbbed and ached as I wondered what the rest of her looked like.

I was so horny. I needed to cum.

Then we were reaching the nurse’s office. We opened the door and Aria called, “Ms. Jérôme?”

No one answered. The lights were off. I flicked them on. The overheads flashed a few times before the fluorescent lights turned on. The two hospital beds had curtains that could go around them, a desk, and locked drawers. A sink had a box of rubber gloves next to it. There were medical diagrams on them, including a woman’s reproductive tract that made my dick throb.

The woods opened up for just a moment. The woman peered out and just smiled when it vanished.

“She must have stepped out,” said Aria as she helped me to the bed.

I sank on it, so horny. I needed to masturbate. There was a small bathroom. I could go in there. I just had to get rid of Aria. “I’m okay. You can go back to class. I’ll wait for the nurse to get back.”

“No, no, I need to make sure you’re fine,” she said, smiling at me.

I groaned, my cock throbbing. I bit my lip, this urge to kiss her shooting over me. I squirmed, this naughty idea swelling in my mind. I could show her what I had. See what happened next. I mean, it was Aria. She claimed she never masturbated. Never even got horny. So it wasn’t like anything would happen.

But…

I lifted my skirt and said, “Look, Aria, this is what happened!”

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Aria Dennell

My gaze dropped to Virginia’s lap. The White girl had pulled up her skirt and showed off her pink panties with a white bow on it and… And… I shook my head and squeezed my eyes shut because I could not have seen that.

Lord, it was impossible.

She did not have a penis thrusting out of the waistband of her panties.

“Yeah, it’s real, Aria,” Virginia said. “I can’t believe it myself, but that is a big, fat clit-dick.”

“Clit…” I swallowed. “You cannot mean that… that… that vulgar penis is your clitoris grown to such immense size.”

“Yeah, that’s what I’m saying.” She slipped off the bed.

I opened my eyes, that heat growing in my nethers again. My vagina was wet and growing quite itchy. Why?

Was this truly arousal?

I didn’t like it one bit.

I stared at Virginia as she unzipped her skirt and let the tartan cloth flutter down to land amid her feet around her black saddle shoes. She wore ankle socks with pink frills around them. Next, she shoved down her panties. She had to bend over to roll them past her while I kept my eyes averted. I stared upward so I wouldn’t see… see…

It.

God would not have given my friend a penis. One could not have grown from her clitoris. It was impossible.

“Look at it, Aria,” Virginia said. “Tell me that I’m crazy and it’s not growing from where my clit is nestled in my pussy folds.”

“Your labia minora,” I muttered. “That is the proper term for it. You have the labia majora on the outside, the labia minora on the inside, your clitoris peeking out of the clitoral hood and the opening to your vagina beneath. That is a woman’s vulva.”

“Yes, yes, so look down and tell me that’s not my clitoris, growing from my clitoral hood, sprouting into a big penis that has spread my labia minora and majora around it,” Virginia said. “Tell me that it didn’t grow while we were in chemistry together.”

I swallowed. I forced myself to gaze down and…

I gasped at how big she was. I thought White men had small penises when compared to Black men. That was what I had heard from the women in my family. Whispers from the more salacious members; I had a lot of cousins. The ones who had “baby daddies” as they liked to call them. Some of my cousins had two or three. I didn’t like that.

I wanted a husband. To do things properly.

“Oh, my,” I said, my cheeks burning. “That’s… I mean…” she was right. That sprouted from her clitoral hood. I could see her labia wrapped around the base of the cock through her trimmed, blonde bush. My pussy clenched. “That is not possible. The clitoris cannot grow that big. Not even cancer, which is often just out of control cell division, causes masses to grow that big in such a little time. You said that grew during class.”

“Yeah,” Virginia said. “And it’s not the first time. It shrunk after I…” She swallowed. “Well, it shrunk and now it’s back. I need to slip off into the bathroom and masturbate. I have to get this out of me, you understand. I need to cum. It hurts.”

Hurts…

My friend was in distress. I could do something to help her. I could sink to my knees—I was barely conscious that I was sinking to my knees. I could grab her penis—I hardly noticed seizing her big, throbbing girl-cock. I could suck on it with my mouth until she climaxed to give her relief—I swallowed the tip of her cock without even noticing it.

“Aria!” gasped my friend as she stared down at me in shock, my dark hand grabbing her pale shaft.

Lord, what did I just do? I thought. I had been bewitched by it. Lulled by its throbbing girth, and then I had just sunk to my knees and… and…

I nursed on my friend’s cock.

I was helping her out. That was it. I wasn’t doing this because of that hot and sinful hole. She was in pain, this cock had grown, and she merely needed me to… to… blow her. That was it. I was administering a comforting blowjob.

I suckled hard and this salty flavor filled my mouth. My tongue felt slick, coated by some fluid. Was that her pre-ejaculate fluid? Yes, yes, that wonderful delight flowed from the slit in her cock. I dug my tongue into it.

“Ooh, I like that, Aria,” my friend said. Her ivory face, save for her cheeks which were scarlet, twisted in delight. Her blonde locks danced around her features. “Oooh, you’re amazing.”

I kept sucking and nursing on her. My tongue danced around her clit-dick, stimulating her in such a delightful way. My pussy clenched, my panties growing wetter and wetter. I ignored that naughty hole and focused on mothering my friend.

I cared for her with my hot mouth and tongue. I bobbed my head, sliding my lips up and down my cock. My cousins whispered words on how to administer a blowjob came back to me. I suckled hard, my cheeks hollowing.

“Damn, that’s amazing,” groaned Virginia. “Oh, Aria, I needed this.”

See, Lord, I am only helping my friend, I prayed. This is not a sin, right? This is compassion.

Her cock throbbed in my hand, pulsing with the beat of her heart. I bobbed my head, my beaded braids clacking together. They made this tinking sound that accompanied the lewd act of healing I performed.

My blonde friend moaned and gasped. Her hands squeezed at her tits through her blouse and bra. Her moans echoed through the nurse’s office. Drool ran down my chin as I suckled as hard as I could. The salty flavor grew and grew. A sweet aroma filled my nose.

Was that the scent of her aroused pussy? It had a fragrant musk. It was so similar to my own aroma.

“I’m getting closer,” she moaned.

I sucked with all my might.

“Yes, yes, you’re going to make me explode,” she groaned. “Oh, Aria. Oh, you’re amazing. Just the best!”

My pussy burned so hot as I nursed on her clit-dick. I suckled hard, my tongue dancing over the crown and scooping up more of that salty liquid that poured out Her pre-ejaculate fluid that was a preview for her seed to fire into my mouth. Her girl-cum. I wanted—

“Yes, yes, yes!” Virginia gasped. “Aria!”

Her cock pulsed in my hand and then the salty liquid fired into the back of my throat. I gasped in shock as more and more of her seed flooded my mouth. It was thick and warm, a cream. I groaned and swallowed it down. It flowed down my esophagus to my belly.

I swayed, shuddering at how good it tasted. I drank down her girl-cum, unable to stop myself from enjoying every bit of it. My pussy clenched, aching deep inside of me. I nursed so hard on my friend’s spurting dick.

“Oh, my god, yes,” Virginia moaned. “Oh, Aria, that’s beautiful. That’s amazing. I love it. I love what you’re doing to me so much.”

I couldn’t stop myself from gulping down more and more of her seed. From swallowing every bit of her jizz that I could. It all poured down my gullet. She trembled, the sweet scent of her pussy filling my nose.

“Yes!” she gasped. A final blast squirted into my mouth.

I swallowed it and swayed. Lord, I had just done that. I couldn’t believe I had done that. I slid my mouth off her cock. I had assisted my friend. I had relieved her problem. I was just being a neighborly and loving young woman. As I slid my mouth up her dick, I knew it wasn’t anything more than that.

“I want you to take my virginity, Virginia!” I gasped the moment my lips cleared her cock. I shuddered as I said those words. Shocked. Where had they come from?

“Oh, god, yes,” Virginia moaned.

To be continued…

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