Chapter 2

Paola chowed on the tip of her pencil as class dragged on, it was a lecture on one of her most beloved subject, cyberfeminism, but she was helpless to ignore the wet T-shirt contest outside. Having a body as amazing as Paola’s she couldn’t sit anywhere in the classroom, she had to seat at the back next to the window, most of the time it was a rather great place but today it gave her a front-row seat to the contest. As girls walked up and down the stage, revealing their breasts, Paola’s cock protested its oppression, threatening to fulfill her primal needs. “Please,” she whispered, “just a little longer, after this class we go to the gym and then at home you can have your way.” Her cock kept protesting but remained at a manageable size.

After what felt like an eternity class ended and Paola made her way to the gym, her full balls dragging behind her along the paved road. Her path took her right before the stage, she noticed the sign above the stage changed, it now read: “wet bulge contest.” Paola noticed the road before her was crowded with people and decided to watch the competition while waiting for the human traffic to clear her path to the gym so she could get there comfortably.

To her delight it seemed the show was just starting, a line of four girls waited in line next to the stage, she presumed they were the contestants. One woman took the microphone and started the show: “Welcome, welcome! My name is Tara” she yelled, “are you as excited as me? Let’s not waste time and call on our beautiful contestants, come onto the stage girls!” The four girls took to the stage and stood in line, the presenter approached the girl on the right first. She was a slim brunette, her body covered in a white T-shirt, her large breasts strained against her shirt, Paola suspected she had dick-nipples. The presenter asked for her name, “I’m Elisa, 20 years old” the girl said and Tara wished her luck before moving on to the next girl, she had jet black short hair and her bulge was the smallest on of the bunch, her cock seemed slightly bigger than Paola’s forearm, “my name is Paige, 19, and I hope I’ll surprise you all.”

“Good luck Paige,” Tara said, “moving on we have the beloved, well known, magical Mona!” it seemed to Paola that Tara knew Mona a little too well, she guessed they were intimate at one point or another. Mona was a strange sight amongst the other girls, her head covered in a hijab, only her brown eyes showed. She wore a bikini that barely covered her huge breasts and what Paola presumed was a cock as big as hers. Out of all the girls on stage, Mina and the fourth girl where the only ones who’s bulge came close to Paola’s size, she entertained herself with the thought of going on stage herself. Tara went on to the last girl, a blonde with a huge crotch bulge “I’m Ina,” the girl said in a shy voice.

“OK,” Tara shouted into the mic, “part one is a bikini contest, and after that my favorite part, twerking!” the crowd went wild, Tara’s enthusiasm pushing even Paola to cheer as the girls cleared the stage for Elisa. One by one the girls went on stage and revealed their bodies, first was Ina. She leaped onstage and immediately grabbed her green bikini bottom. The crowd roared with excitement, and Paola was no different, “you go, chica!” she encouraged the girl to remove her bikini. As soon as she removed the green cloth the masses started booing her off stage, her bulge turned out to be nothing more than a piece of cloth.

“Turns out we have a faker, what can you do?” Tara regained control of the crowd, “fakers gonna fake, moving on.” and with those words, Elisa took her place, without any warning or teasing she removed her top and exposed her breasts. they looked monstrous on her thin frame, even though she only had regular tits with no dick-nipples Paola still enjoyed the massive size, it was a treat but her cock remained obedient and rested as the show went on. “brave move for a woman to compete with futanari, kudos to you Elisa” Tara complimented the huge boobed brunette.

Next came Paige, she didn’t undress and simply danced to the music, Paola thought she might be a grower but as the song ended nothing changed. Seemed that, like Paola, the crowd expected more. Tara came to the stage, “Now the one and only, MINA!” the multitudes went wild, girls took off their tops to tease the hijab-wearing girl. She just walked on stage and removed nothing, it seemed her bikini was tailored specifically for her. Paola could tell her cock was not like Mina, the girl used silicone injections to further increase her endowment, something Paola thought about before but feared doing. After dancing to the music and shaking her junk around Mina made a move and thrusted her hips up while at the same time flexing her cock, this caused the beast to leap out of the bikini and fall to the floor. To Paola’s amazement, the cock was so large that the tip rested motionless on the stage even as the girl went on dancing, it was a wobbling artificial monster. As the song ended and Mina walked off stage, her cock dragging behind her, sending ripples along her length. Paola decided to act, she will beat the silicon pole with her own real, flesh and blood cock.

She made her way through the mass, it was hard as the soil slowed her jiggling balls but finally, she arrived at the stage and grabbed Tara for a chat.

“I want to enter the competition,” Paola requested.

“We did lose Ina the faker, so there is an open slot, but are you up to it?” Tara wondered. Paola wasted no time and guided Tara’s hand to her gargantuan nut sack, the girl’s eyes opened wide as she understood how full her balls were, “the ramp is at the back, meet you on stage in five, wait for my mark.” She said as she left and Paola bragged her huge sack to the ramp, her eyes filled with envy for her contestant futanari.

Paola stood at the bottom of the ramp and waited for Tara’s mark, “Ladies and gentleman I am proud to invite a newcomer onto the stage, unlike Ina she has something worthwhile to show us!” this was the mark, Paola dragged herself up the ramp, it took her a moment to build up speed as she had to go uphill but soon enough she was on the stage next to Tara, the crowd was roaring and clearly liked what they were seeing.

“Meet Paola,” Tara welcomed her “how are you doing?” she asked as the crowd went quiet and listened.

“Great,” Paola said as she scanned the sea of people that gathered.

“And how are you doing?” Tara asked her huge nuts as she tapped them, the rippled and wobbled before retorting with the loud sloshing of the cum stored inside them. Tara looked deeply impressed before moving on. “Next, give a loving cheer to the amazing Mina,” the girl walked on stage, her cock tucked back into her straining bikini, the crowd went wild as she walked next to Paola. The girls didn’t even exchange a word but it was clear the real competition here was between these two, the rest was nothing but background noise.

“Elisa!” Tara yelled, the brunette went onstage, her boobs straining her bikini to its very limit. Everyone could see her nipples nearly piercing the cloth. Both Paola’s and Mina’s cocks flexed hard at the sight, signaling their respective owners they desired the huge busted girl. Next Tara invited Paige but to no avail, no one came to the stage. It seemed she understood she was no match for the other girls and left while she was still ahead of the game. “So, give it up for these three lovely ladies please,” Tara stirred the crowd, “now for my favorite part, twerking! DJ, start the music!” she screamed into the mic, enticing the audience as she cleared the stage.

The speakers started playing Daft Punk’s “Lose Yourself to Dance,” accompanied by Williams’ smooth vocals, all girls started shaking their hips and dancing. Mina made the first move, she took off her top and revealed her breasts, they were bigger than Paola’s but still very small compared to Elisa, no bigger than a C cup. Paola wasted no time and removed her top as well, “no way this bimbo is going to win,” she thought to herself. Elisa seemed to be engaged in a deep trance as she didn’t notice the two futas revealed their upper bodies, instead she turned her back to the crowd and pushed her ass out, shaking it with all she had, her ass chicks rippled in protest and to the audience’s delight her massive jugs also juggled in accordance with her ass. Seeing this Paola decided it was time to step it up and started taking off her pants, exposing her flaccid cock as she kept dancing.

The crowd was singing and cheering for the girls as Mina matched Paola’s bet and undressed as well, her silicone-filled junk rippled with each swing she took. Elisa came out of her musical trance and saw the futas’ cocks flailing around as they danced with an extremely sexual demeanor and understood she will have to do her best to win, she undressed and used her hands to play with her breasts, squishing them together tightly, reaching her nipples just barely she gave them a squeeze. All girls did their utmost to shake the wonders Mother Nature (or the plastic surgeon in Mina’s case) gave them. Paola decided it was time to use her “secret weapon”, she didn’t want to do it, but she had to beat Mina and felt like she was losing the battle.

Paola’s balls rested behind her, not moving at all. She swung her body to the left and her cock followed, then she quickly turned to the right and her cock went with her, but this time it had enough moment to whip against her balls, producing a loud clapping sound and huge ripples along her balls. Paola wasted no time and repeated the act, the crowd lost it and started calling her name. Elisa saw the audience’s reaction and understood she lost this contest, she danced her way in front of Paola, who’s cock calmed down, and gave her a sexy smile before wrapping her giant tits around Paola’s pole, “I’ve lost already, might as well enjoy it,” she said and gave the girl a quick boob job.

Mina saw her competitors and decided it was high time to pull her secret weapon out, she took off her hijab, exposing her black hair, framing a pair of jet black eyes and a breath-taking smile, her face was radiant. Elisa decided it was time to move on and released her breast’s padded grip, moving right for Mina and leaving Paola with a rock-hard cock, this meant she could no longer use her secret weapon. Luckily Paola had one more trick up her sleeve (or more correctly up her cock), her cock was leaking precum and as she wiggled her hips the motion was amplified as it made its way to her tip, spraying the precum everywhere. Elisa on her end gave a very sloppy titjob to Mina. Everyone on stage was naked, shaking and dancing, cocks and boobs swinging and colliding in an ecstatic celebration of freedom, precum flying everywhere.

As the song neared its end Paola noticed something was happening between Mina and Elisa. At first, they looked at each other a lot, Paola dismissed it as a coincidence, but it was now clear from the boob job that something was happening between the two. They shared a passion-fueled kiss while Mina’s cock was busy covering Elisa’s breasts with an abundant load of cum, as the final note struck the song ended.

Tara came on stage, her ample breasts exposed, Paola noticed quite a few people in the crowd got carried away and lost control. “Wow, what an amazing show, girls,” Tara congratulated the girls, “now to pick our winner, make some noise if you think it’s Elisa,” Tara yelled, some boys cheered the cum cover girl, but it was underwhelming. “Was it the amazing Mina?” a lot of people applauded, Paola couldn’t help but think she lost to the silicone beast, “now what about Paola?” the mass of people simply went wild, there was not one person who didn’t cheer, some women undressed and yelled they wanted to have Paola’s babies, “I believe we have a winner!” Tara declared and went to hug Paola and give her a small figurine of a woman.

Paola couldn’t believe what she heard, she, the real flash and blood futa defeated the surgically enhanced Mina. She was so overfilled with joy she didn’t even notice Elisa snuck off with Mina, the girls clearly going somewhere private to release some pent-up stress. Paola jumped with joy but her balls dragged her back to earth with a very loud rumble, as if saying ‘you teased us, stop right now or we’ll unload right here and now.’ Paola got the message and started dragging them off stage, paying attention not to lose control as her gargantuan testicles cascaded down the ramp.