Chapter One:

“So, Erica, are you meeting up with Cameron tonight?” Zarina asked. Her voice was raised above the hustle and bustle of mall-goers who walked with the flow of the crowd around the small table outside of the pretzel stand. She was seated there with her best friends Erica and Ali.

“Of course I’m meeting up with Cameron!” Erica tucked a stray strand of bleach blonde hair behind her ear then dunked a soft pretzel in nacho cheese sauce and popped it into her mouth. “I’m supposed to meet up with him tonight. We’re going to have a blast!” she said with her mouth full of doughy pretzel. A glob of nacho cheese clung to the side of her plump lips and she licked it up with a flick of her tongue.

“Do you think he’s a keeper?” Ali asked. She was only 18 and just graduated high college, but she had a mature and studious air about her as she pushed up her glasses and then flipped a page in the book she had open in front of her: a book about ancient Greece with photographs of artifacts and ruins across the glossy pages.

“Nah, I just want a little more sex with him then I’ll move on to the next,” Erica grinned.

“I don’t know how you do it,” Zarina said, shaking her head.

Erica scrunched up her eyebrows in confusion. “Do what?”

“Have a one night stand practically every night of the week.”

“I guess it’s just…” Erica paused, deep in wondered then leaned forward toward the other girls with a satisfied smile. “empowering, you know?” She continued, “it makes me feel so reckless and sexy.”

Ali glanced up at Erica with a scoff then back to her book. “Like you need help feeling sexy,” she said.

Erica was skinny, but held fat in all the right places: her large breasts were perky but soft beneath her thin crop top, petite facial features with big blue eyes drew in nearly every man she held in her gaze, not to mention the long blonde hair that fell in wavy cascades all the way down her back until it brushed against the top curve of her plump ass that was round and sculpted in her yoga pants. Ali wondered her friend’s bimbo aesthetic was a bit over the top, but all of it made Zarina envious beyond belief.

“That’s something that I haven’t felt in a long time,” Zarina sighed as she caressed the rotund shape of her pregnant belly. She had been packing on the weight for nearly 9 months now and was hating her body down to the tiniest stretch mark. The pregnancy was unexpected and being only 19 years old, she knew it would hold her back from the rest of her peers, including Erica who was already in her sophomore year at the university and Ali who was about to join her. “Anthony and I haven’t had intimacy in weeks. To be honest, it makes me a bit sore down there, but I’d love to feel sexy again and have him falling at my feet.”

“Well,” Erica sat back and stuck the last bite of her pretzel into the last bit of neon-orange nacho cheese. “You could always try anal if your pussy is getting sore.”

Zarina blushed a bit as she glanced around hoping nobody heard what was just said. Everyone walking past was clutching their shopping bags and chattering, oblivious to the conversation going on at the pretzel stand table. Ali just flipped another page in her book and pretended like she wasn’t listening.

“I mean, I’ve never tried… that,” Zarina said. “Doesn’t that hurt just as bad?”

“Not if you use a lot of lube. It actually feels really good,” Erica replied.

“I don’t know about that,” Zarina whispered hesitantly. “Anthony is pretty tame when it comes to sex, he might be turned off if I even mention it.”

“Oh c’mon, anal isn’t even that crazy, that’s like, amateur stuff.”

Zarina bit her lip thoughtfully. “I suppose it would spice things up a bit.”

“I guess you better get things spiced up now,” Erica said and gestured to Zarina’s big belly. “Here in a few days you’ll be like Ali and won’t be getting any.”

Ali rolled her eyes at Erica’s remark.

“What are you rolling your eyes at?” Erica asked. “When you finally land Derrick and start having sex with him maybe you can take a few pointers from me, too.”

“She isn’t going to land Derrick,” Zarina interjected. “He’s still with Maggie.”

“For your information-” Ali slammed her book shut and pushed up her glasses again. “Derrick dm’d me on Instagram last night.”

“Oh my god!” Erica exclaimed and put a hand against her generous bosom as she scooted forward to the edge of her seat.

Derrick had been one of the hottest and most trendy boys in high college and all the girls had crushed on him hard, including Ali. Erica and Zarina all the time joked that she had a shrine built to Derrick in her closet, given how much fawning she did over him, but he had been going out with Maggie for at least two years. Maggie Hugstable: a drop-dead beautiful bombshell who was nearly on par with Erica in the looks department. It was obvious to everyone that Ali’s freckles, thick thighs, and ginger hair put her in a league well below Derrick and Maggie. She didn’t have a chance in hell with him. But now? Now there was a dm on Instagram in play.

“What did he say?” Zarina asked, staring wide-eyed at Ali who flashed a gleaming smile.

“We talked for hours!” She exclaimed. “He said he looked through my pics and thought I was cute, he said his favorite class in school was history and oh my god! That’s my favorite class, too! He said he’s going to apply to Northwestern University, just like me!”

“That’s amazing, Ali!” Erica laid a hand on Ali’s shoulder. “I hope he breaks up with Maggie.”

Cameron had gotten in touch with Erica on Tinder and was well aware that this meeting was just for kicks and wouldn’t go any farther than that. “I’m an independent girl who aims to please! Not looking for anything serious ;)” Erica’s bio read. Pictures of her gorgeous face artfully primed with the trendiest makeup brands graced her account. She had perfected the innocent eyes and pouty lip, and it was obvious from her selfies that she was taking every opportunity to show off her slim, toned body. How could Cameron withstand? Sure, he had to drive an hour to meet her in the city, but she was just so damn gorgeous, and she seemed to like him, too.

“I have a thing for men who are tall, dark, and handsome,” she texted him as she practically drooled over his pictures. Those dark eyes of his glittered, even on the screen of her iPhone. At 6’3″ with clear tan skin and a hint of stubble on his angular jaw, he was exactly Erica’s type, and she knew she had to pounce.

It was 9pm when Erica opened the door to let Cameron into her apartment. The living room was clean and organized and she had recently spritzed a floral perfume into the air, but that wasn’t what Cameron was interested in. Already he couldn’t take his eyes off her. Big breasts were cupped gently in a lacy black bra, and her ass cheeks peeked out from a pair of crotchless fishnet stockings.

“Hey, big boy,” she moaned and stuck a manicured fingertip to her glossy pink lips. Cameron’s cock was already rearing up to attention in his jeans.

“Oh, baby,” he replied and reached out, running his hand down the curve of her smooth arm.

Erica smiled and glanced her fingers off Cameron’s bulge. “Ooh! It’s getting harder,” she giggled. “So big. Mind if I help you out?”

Cameron shook his head and before he knew it, Erica was gently un-doing his pants. When she loosened them, she slipped them down his thighs along with his boxer shorts, and his cock sprang free. It bounced in front if her face and she caught the tip in her mouth, enveloping his head with a slick warmth. Held between her pillowy lips, his cock began to harden even more and she teasingly touched it with her tongue. Cameron moaned in pleasure, feeling his dick swell inside her mouth, reaching toward the depths of her throat. Slowly and carefully, she popped her mouth off of his cock and smiled up at him.

“I need you,” she said, her eyes relaxing into a pleading and innocent gaze.

With a quiet moan, she walked to the couch and leaned over the arm of it, presenting her soft, wet pussy and her puckered asshole to be penetrated. It took Cameron a few seconds to scramble out of his jeans, but when he did he made a beeline for Erica’s tight holes. His thick cock was bobbing in front of him as he walked, reaching out, begging to be buried in a hole.

“Put it in my ass,” Erica said as Cameron neared. Without hesitation, Cameron aimed his cock head at Erica’s little asshole and eased himself against it. Erica loved the sensation of anal, and her ass readily accepted his rod as he pushed his mass into her, filling her with his throbbing heat.

“Oof!” She groaned as he entered, but the discomfort soon gave way to pleasure as Cameron began to thrust into her. “Oh, yes!” She whined. “Mmmm I love it!”

But the pleasure was short lived and unexpectedly turned back to discomfort. It wasn’t a burning or pressure in her ass where she was being wracked with Cameron’s steady thrusts. No, this was in her crotch. A pressure seemed to be boiling up in her uterus and the far reaches of her vagina. Cringing, she bit her lip and tried to ignore the ache in her pelvis. After traveling an hour just to have sex with her, Cameron deserved his prize. What was she supposed to do anyway? Stop the whole thing and tell him to go home?

Erica closed her eyes and gave some hushed moans, trying desperately to ignore the pain, but the more Cameron shoved his cock into her ass, the more pressure she felt build around her pussy. Out of nowhere, Erica had an uncontrollable urge to bear down. She couldn’t stop it, she had to PUSH! With eyes squeezed shut Erica pushed and gave a slight grunt. It was instant relief! Erica sighed contentedly as Cameron gripped her bulbous ass cheeks.

Just as she thought this would be a great night after all, something thick and meaty slapped against her thigh with a “SMACK!” Another thrust from Cameron sent another slap against her leg with yet another “SMACK!” Unnerved and confused, Erica shifted her weight to indicate she wanted to change positions. When Cameron eased his cock out of her hole, Erica straightened up and turned around. Initially she was trying to be covert, just a quick glance down to check out what was going on between her legs, and then it would be right back into the action. What she saw had her in shock: a huge flaccid penis was flopped out in the open, hanging out of her crotchless tights! Erica screeched once then covered her mouth, blue eyes wide with horror and set upon the man meat coming out of her crotch. Cameron followed her gaze then stepped back with his own cry of surprise.

“Oh for real?!” He yelled, quickly turning his face away from Erica’s penis. “What the fuck, man?”

Erica stood dumbfounded, chest heaving up and down with each panicked breath. To her sheer terror, the pressure built up again in her groin and she latched tightly into the fabric of the couch as the impulse to bear down grew inside her. Within a few seconds she could take it no longer, she bore down with a pained scream like a woman in labor and instinctually spread her legs apart as one testicle the size of an extra large egg, descended, resting in place beneath her new penis.

“Oh, GOD!” She cried out upon seeing the newest addition to her genitalia. “Wha-wh-what is this AAAGH!” The pressure and urge to push returned. One more squeeze and her second testicle, even larger than the other one, plopped down, filling up her hairy and wrinkled ballsack. Her enormous penis was nestled softly between her big balls, all of it hung low and pendulous between her parted legs.

“I’m going to throw up!” Erica said as her throat tensed with terror. “I’m going to throw up, it’s disgusting!” She glanced back down at the male parts between her legs, veiny and fat and at least 6 inches soft with a hefty girth. There was no way she could have even fit all that junk in BOTH of her cupped hands! Erica stifled a sickened gag and placed a hand in front of her mouth.

Cameron was speechless. He noted how much more endowed Erica was than him, and he felt almost miniature in comparison! Erica was red in the face as she looked up at her date. It was either from blushing embarrassment or from how much effort it had taken to birth her dick and balls, Cameron wasn’t sure. But even as her beautiful blue eyes peered, and her sexy blonde hair hung disheveled over her shoulders, he was reminding himself relentlessly that he was NOT gay.

“I, uh…” he cleared his throat as he glanced around the room. “I didn’t know you were a man.”

“I’m not, you idiot!” Erica shrieked. “I had a vagina, you saw it!”

“I don’t know, I wondered maybe that was a trick of the shadows, maybe you had all that tucked up somewhere-“

“NO! I’m a woman. A REAL woman!”

“But… you have a dick.”

“I just grew it!” Erica groaned and looked down at her manhood. “Oh, why does it have to be so big?”

“Maybe a girl would enjoy it. Girls like those big hefty ones like that.” Cameron shrugged. Then he went back to his jeans that laid crumpled on the floor and slipped them on, preparing to leave. It became painfully clear to Erica that the sex appeal she enjoyed had just plummeted. She dropped from a solid 10 to a -100.

“You’re right. No man will ever want me now.” She hung her head and upon seeing her new male appendage, she began to cry. “Even… even women!” She sobbed. “What am I supposed to do, discover a lesbian and then tell her I have a cock?”

“I honestly don’t know,” Cameron said and he slicked his dark hair back into place.

“And… an-and what if I get her pregnant? Oh God, what if I have semen in there? What if I’m actually f-f-fertile?”

Cameron just glanced down between Erica’s legs then looked away. “With those nuts I’d say so,” he said as he opened the door.

“Wait! Please don’t go,” Erica stepped toward her date awkwardly bowlegged and bent in a half squat. It allowed her penis and balls room to swing about below her. “I AM a woman, Cameron, I swear. Look at me!” She took her breasts in her hands and bounced them to enforce her femininity. Her dick and nutsack jiggled a bit, too, defeating any point she was trying to make.

“I’m sorry, Erica, but women don’t have male genitalia. And I’m straight. That stuff is a major turn off for me.”

“Cameron, you came all this way to hook up-“

“And I hope you can discover a nice lady or gay man who enjoys playing with your dick.”

The door shut behind him.

Erica collapsed to the floor in tears.

Chapter Two:

Zarina had a feeling that Erica was right. The next few days would be the last time that she and Anthony would be child-free. There was no better time than now to enjoy sex, but her insecurities had gotten the better of her recently. After all, gaining 60 pounds of baby and flab didn’t exactly make a woman glamorous, and the last thing she wanted to do was expend what little energy she had on having sex only to end up sore afterwards. Maybe anal wouldn’t be so bad. It might even be fun.

After dinner, Zarina and her boyfriend took to the couch. Their modest apartment was a bit cluttered with the gifts from their baby shower the week before, and Zarina was absent mindedly writing out thank you cards as Anthony turned on the TV.

“Anthony, I have something to show you,” she said.

Anthony raised an eyebrow. “Well. What would that be?”

Zarina stood up and began to strip off her shirt, setting her breasts free. Their weight dropped on top of her naked belly that rounded out in front of her. In spite of the stretch marks and her protruding naval and her swollen feet, Zarina felt sexy. It was the spontaneity that had her buzzing with excitement, and the hungry look in Anthony’s eyes as he got up and charged toward her. When their lips met, he kissed her passionately and deeply. His hands wandered down her body until he found himself yanking down her pants. Zarina stood in anticipation as she turned her face into his neck and breathed in his musky scent. His fingers touched the sensitive lips of her pussy and she trembled against his tall, strong body.

“Actually, I want you in my ass tonight.” Zarina drew out the word “ass” as seductively as she could. Anthony stopped fingering between her legs and looked at her, sending Zarina’s heart crashing through the floor. Had she turned him off? Was he about to stop and turn away disgusted? To Zarina’s surprise, her boyfriend dropped his own jeans and let his hard prick out in the open. Zarina grinned as Anthony bent her over the couch and slapped her ass.

“Ooh!” She cried with a giggle. “Oh my!”

Anthony was rock hard and getting harder. It had been so long and his balls were so blue that he didn’t care how his wife wanted it, he would give his cock to her readily. He carefully pushed his dick against her ass. The hole was so tight he could barely squeeze an inch of his dick in, and Zarina was already tense and cringing as he entered her.

“Relax, baby,” Anthony said. Those were the magic words. Zarina exhaled and relaxed, allowing at least half of Anthony’s dick to sink into her hole.

“OH!” Zarina squirmed a bit.

“That’s it,” Anthony said as he thrust in even further.

“OUCH!” Zarina screamed. “Ouch, ouch! Oh, get out of me, get out of me!”

Anthony was so surprised by his girlfriend’s reaction that he yanked out his dick.

“What is it? Is the baby coming?!”

Zarina stood up straight and wailed as she held a hand against her belly. “My pussy! My pussy hurts aagh!”

“Let’s go to the hospital!” Anthony was panicked as he ran through the check list in his head: diaper bag, overnight bag, where are the car keys?

Zarina laid a heavy hand on his shoulder and squeezed. “Ohhh I have to PUSH!” Her face was red and slicked with sweat as she squatted down and gave a loud, long grunt. The pain suddenly eased and she let out a relieved sigh. When she stood up straight, panting and confused, she was left with a strange sensation of movement in her groin area. Reaching around her belly and down between her legs for some clue as to what it was, she felt a swelling of soft, warm flesh that itself seemed very sensitive. Odd sensations swam through her as she touched between her legs. It was as if some of her own naked flesh was protruding from her body.

“What? What is this?” She asked curiously as she explored some more with her hands.

“What is what?” Anthony asked as he took a step back from his wife to see what she was talking about. He bent over to peer beneath her belly and saw his wife’s hand touching a large limp penis.

“Holy shit!” He shouted and turned away. “Holy-“

“What? What is it?!” Zarina was panicking even more as her fingers traveled lower and lower, inching down the length of the thing that seemed neverending.

“Babe you… you have a penis. Like a real penis, I’m not joking!” Anthony said.

“WHAT?!” Zarina jerked back her hand, suddenly aware of the weight of the sex organ dangling between her legs. “Wait… oh wait it’s happening again. Wha… wha…?” Zarina’s eyes were wide and panicked as she leaned into her boyfriend. She gasped and wheezed in pain, grasping fistfuls of Anthony’s shirt. “WHAT THE FFFFUUUCK!” She screamed at the top of her lungs and as the urge to push came upon her again, she let out another loud grunt that eased the pain.

When she slowed her breathing and stood back up, Anthony peered down casually to see a new addition to his wife’s already massive genitalia: a plump nutsack with two gigantic testicles hanging low beneath Zarina’s cock that itself had to be at least 10 inches long… and it wasn’t even hard.

“It… it’s really a penis? Like I have a dick?” Zarina asked between labored breaths.

Anthony nodded. “…and balls,” he added.

“Babe, I can not have a penis and balls I have to give birth any day now! What are we gonna do? How will the baby get out?”

“I don’t know, babe, I-“

“Ew, it feels so weird down there. Ew, ew!” Zarina leaned forward trying to look past her belly to see if she could catch a glimpse of her crotch. Anthony grabbed her shoulder and led her back upright.