Chapter 5: Futa’s Naughty Meeting

“Let me drive you to school, Jenny,” my mom said to me the next morning.

I swallowed, my heart clenching. Fear rushed through me. Did Mom figure out that my little sister hadn’t been just sleeping in my bed, but that we were naked in the middle of having sex? Mom had come home late the night before, called into her work by her slave-driving boss on a Sunday. At the time, I had woken up and started fucking Allie from behind with my futa-dick.

Just as we were coming, Mom had checked in on us. It was so hard not to scream while my girl-cock was spurting cum into my little sister’s twat. The room smelled of hot pussy. I was terrified Mom would realize what we were doing.

She hadn’t at the time, but what if she realized it later.

“Um, sure,” I said, icy pumping through my veins. The half-hard erection my new futa-dick had dwindled in my panties. “Just me.”

“Just you,” she said. Mom didn’t normally drive any of us to our high school. Now that Allie was fourteen, she started the ninth grade and attended Parkland High. We just took the school bus.

“Okay,” I said, giving my little sister a look, arching my eyebrow at her.

She shrugged as she ate her sugary cereal full of marshmallow-shaped Lucky Charms that slowly dyed her milk a rainbow hue of colors. I had Raisin Bran before me while the twins were both eating Grape Nuts. I swallowed and stirred my spoon through my breakfast, my appetite vanishing.

I finished eating and cleaned out my bowl, my stomach churning. Mom, wearing a beige trench coat, smiled at me. “Come on, let’s go. Ms. Petrov wants me in early.” My mother swallowed. “She wants to have a private meeting with me.”

Poor Mom. Everything I’d heard about her boss, a tyrant of a Russian woman, made me shiver.

I followed Mom out to the car. Since Dad died, she had to be the breadwinner. She’d gotten a degree in computer technology and now run the servers or something for Ms. Petrov. She had to come in for emergencies like yesterday.

I rubbed my hands, my gray skirt swaying about my thighs. It fell to my skirt. I had a pink blouse on, my round breast swelling it. I climbed into Mom’s car, crossing my legs. She slipped in a moment later, her trench coat opening in the front to show off a rather short, black skirt. I blinked in surprised as it slid down her thighs.

Instead of pantyhose, she was wearing thigh-high stockings connected to a garter belt.

“Um, that’s fancy,” I said.

Mom blushed and shoved her skirt down her thigh. “I might, uh, have a date after work.”

“Oh, good,” I said, my dick twitching. My mom was sexy. I remembered that first masturbatory fantasy I had after my cock grew the day before. I had imagined my mother and Reverend Helen August sucking on my girl-dick. I had cum hard.

Allie had shown me that incest was delicious. I tried not to look at my mother’s stocking-clad thighs, but...

My dick throbbed. Becoming a futanari, one of the few in the world, had changed my sexual orientation in a flash. I thought of girls, girls, and more girls now. I breathed in as I forced myself to look away and...

Mom had perfume on. It must be a hot date. Good for her. Flashes of her wearing only those thigh-high stockings filled my mind, her blonde, curly hair framing her lush and mature face, her large breasts soft and pillowy, perfect for groping. I imagined juices beading on her pubic hair, wet for me.

“Oh, I need my big futa-daughter to fuck—”

“Are you doing okay?” Mom asked, bursting my fantasy.

“What?” I gasped, my cheeks burning. I couldn’t believe I was just thinking that. Right here. My futa-dick was so hard, trapped in my panties. My cock was far bigger than the average guys’, and girls’ panties weren’t cut to handle them. I shifted, trying not to think about anything so my erection would go away.

“You know, with your condition,” she said. “You were pretty upset yesterday, and now...”

“Oh, well, I’ve gotten some perspective,” I said.

“Allie and you seemed close,” Mom added.

My stomach knotted. “Yeah, she’s been surprisingly supportive. We, uh, were talking and fell asleep together, I guess.”

“You two looked so cute together,” Mom said, smiling. “I’m glad you’re getting along. The two of you fighting all the time, well...”

“Yeah, I bet,” relief surging through me. She didn’t know.

“Are you going to be okay at school?”

I nodded. “I think so.” I leaned back in the chair. “Pita came over and she didn’t freak out when I told her.” Pita was one of my closest friends. She, Briana, Wendy, Victoria, and Tina were my clique.

“I’m glad.”

Silence hung over the car for a moment. I didn’t know what else to say. I certainly couldn’t admit to having sex with Pita. My mom was a Christian. Reverend Helen, the same woman I’d fantasized about, always railed about the dangers of homosexuality. How such sexual activities would corrupt the soul and lead to greater sins.

To damnation.

“So, um.” Color spread on Mom’s cheeks, contrasting with her blonde curls. “I understand that being futanari might have, well, shifted your sexuality.”

My cheeks blazed. They must be as bright as my mom’s matching my fiery hair.

“I understand that futanari tend to like girls.” She swallowed. “It’s not really homosexuality. I mean, you have a penis now.”

“Mom,” I groaned, my dick throbbing. In my mind, my imagination purred in Mom’s voice, “You have that big dick. Mommy needs a cock. I haven’t had anyone since—”

“So if you want to be with girls, it’s okay,” Mom continued. “You can date them and stuff. You know, just have restraint. Be, uh, safe.”

“Okay,” I said. I wasn’t safe with Allie. My little sister wanted to be bred by me. It turned her on. She was into incest before we took each other’s virginities the day before.

“So I talked with your principal and explained to Ms. Washington about your condition. She says the school will be discreet. They’ll give you whatever support you need.”

I nodded, squirming. Ahead, the school loomed. I drew in a deep breath. Students who walked to school strolled down the sidewalk while cars streamed into the parking lot. Yellow school buses dropped off more. Mom turned into the parking lot and headed to the drop-off area before the main building.

“You have a good day at school,” she said, leaning over to kiss me on the cheek.

The scent of her flowery perfume filled my nose. I noticed her blouse, low-cut. I could see down her cleavage, catching a hint of her a lacy bra. My dick throbbed. My mom was a sexy woman. My pussy clenched.

“It’ll be fine,” she said as she leaned back. “You don’t have anything to be embarrassed. Becoming a futanari isn’t your fault.”

That wasn’t why I was blushing. “I know. I’ll be fine. Love you.”

“Love you. Enjoy your day.”

“Yeah, you, too.”

Her face fell. “I just have to get through work.”

“I just have to get through school.”

Mom gave me this supportive, conspiratorial smile like we were in this together. She patted my knee right above the hem of my skirt, her hand soft and warm. My futa-dick throbbed. I was turning into such a horny thing. Her hand stroked up my thigh for a moment before she pulled away.

I climbed out of the car, smoothing my skirt. I winced. I had a bulge.

“Hey, Jenny,” Pita called, waving her hand. My Hispanic friend had a big grin on her face. She wore a pair of skinny jeans and a pink, baby doll t-shirt that clung to her small breasts. I remembered what those titties looked like, how big her nipples were. She was with two of our friends, Victoria and Wendy.

“Hey,” Wendy said. “You okay. You left church suddenly.”

That was when my futa-cock had sprouted.

I headed to my friends. Wendy had her blonde hair gathered in a French braid which gave her a regal look and left her smooth forehead bare. She had a heart-shaped face, her chin narrow, and wore a white blouse that didn’t do much to emphasize her breasts. Her skirt fell longer than mine.

“You okay?” Wendy asked.

“Oh, no!” gasped Victoria, staring at me. She was a brunette with plump lips and curly hair. It spilled around her face. She had breasts as big as mine, her stretchy top, a riot of tied-dyed hues, clinging to her round mounds. “What’s wrong?”

“I didn’t tell them,” Pita said as I reached the trio. Her eyes flicked down to my bulge. She licked her lips. Her curly, brown hair framed her tan face.

“Tell us what?” Victoria asked. She took my hand when I reached her. “Did something happen to you, Jenny?”

Wendy stared at me, her eyes wide. She clutched her hands before her like she was about to pray.

“I, well...” My cheeks burned. My futa-dick twitched. I was still hard from that glimpse down my mother’s blouse and her innocent hand falling on my knee. “You see ... I have a condition. It, um, manifested yesterday.”

“What sort of condition?” asked Wendy. “Is it serious?”

“No, it’s...” My ears burned now. I took in a deep breath. I had to tell them. This wouldn’t stay a secret. I had PE later on today. No hiding my cock in a locker room full of girls. “I came down with Futanari Syndrome.”

Wendy blinked.

Victoria’s eyes shot down to my skirt. She gasped, hands clapping over her mouth. “You have a bulge.”

“Yeah,” I said, my cheeks burning. “It’s, um, quite big. I’m still trying to understand how to deal with it.”

“It’s so rare,” Wendy said. “Are you sure you have it?”

“My clitoris turned into a dick,” I said. “I’m pretty sure.”

“Uh-huh,” Pita said. “I saw it. She’s a futa.”

“Riiiight,” Victoria said, giving Pita a sly look. Then Victoria glanced back at me. “And that’s not a sock stuffed down the front of your panties, Jenny?”

“No,” I said.

“Show us,” Victoria said.

Wendy gasped, her cheeks scarlet. She then nodded. “If you’re not ... you know, embarrassed.”

“I’m not doing it here,” I said. Victoria’s doubt offended me. She was my friend. She should believe me. I wanted to yank up my skirt right here and waggle it in her face for not believing me.

For accusing Pita and me of playing a prank on them.

“Bathroom,” said Pita. “Let’s go. We can get in the handicap stall. Room for all of us. Then you’ll see.”

“Yep, we’ll see,” Victoria said, arms folded beneath her round breasts.

Pita took my hand and pulled me along. She had this big grin on her face. She was eager to show our friends wrong. I’d learned that Pita had a futa fetish when I showed her my girl-dick. She’d sucked my cock clean of my little sister’s asshole, not minding one bit.

Of course, Pita thought I was having a secret affair with the MILF who lived next door to me. If anyone found out about Allie and me...

We swept into the school, passing the sky-blue lockers. The girls’ restroom came up fast. Pita pushed me in. We swept past a girl on her way out. Another girl named Natalie washed her hands, giving us a glance.

“Hey,” she said.

I nodded as the four of us headed to the last stall and piled in. It wasn’t too unusual to see girls do this. Sometimes they liked to show off new lingerie to their friends and wanted some amount of privacy.

“Okay,” Victoria said when she locked the door behind us. “Show us.”

“I can’t believe this is happening,” Wendy said, her cheeks scarlet. “Maybe we should just believe her, Victoria.”

“No, I want to see this.”

“You’ll see it,” I said, glaring at my doubting friend. I pulled up my skirt, my panties bulging with my futa-dick. Before I could pull them down, Pita did the honors.

I groaned as the fabric rubbed across the tip of my girl-dick. Then it sprang out and bobbed before me, thrusting from my fiery bush. Wendy gasped, clapping hands over her mouth. Her eyes almost fell out of her eyes.

Victoria’s grin grew. She stared at my cock with hunger in her eyes.

It hit me then and I blurted out, “You were faking doubting me? You just wanted to see my cock.”

“Guilty,” purred Victoria. “Ever since Pita showed me that porno starring the first futa, that chick in Japan, I can’t stop thinking about it.”

Pita grinned at me.

I groaned as Victoria fell to her knees before my cock. Pita joined her a moment later. They both grabbed my dick. Wendy shuddered, her blue eyes wide as our two friends stroked me. Precum beaded the tip while juices leaked out of my pussy.

“Not again,” I muttered.

“Your cock is just hot,” Pita purred. “Come on, Wendy, get down here and get a good look at a futa-dick. This dwarfs Jeff’s prick. My ex had a tiny cock compared to Jenny.”

Wendy blushed and knelt down between Victoria and Pita. Victoria peered at it, her eyes studying it. My cock twitched with my heartbeat. My pussy grew hotter beneath their scrutiny. I could hear the faucet shut off. Footsteps echoed. Girls came in and left. Wendy, too, stared at my cock.

“That is huge,” she said. “Boys aren’t that big, right? I mean ... How does that fit.”

“It fits,” I muttered.

“You’ve already...” Wendy’s eyes widened. “With who?”

“Me,” Pita said. “We’re sex friends.”

“But not fuck buddies,” I added.

Victoria licked her lips. “Is it weird that I want to suck your dick?”

Wendy, to my surprise, nodded her head.

“Um, well...” My dick throbbed. I felt my three friend’s breathe on my cock’s crown. The warm currents spilled around it, over it. They caressed my throbbing tip. My pussy clenched as this rush shot through me. “I guess it’s not too weird.”

I gasped as Victoria grabbed my dick. The brunette leaned in and licked the tip, gathering the precum leaking out. This hot shudder raced down my dick and through my body, my pussy clenching at the sensation.

“Oh, wow,” I groaned, my heart pounding.

“She liked it,” Wendy said in awe.

“Boys like it when you suck their cocks,” said Pita. “Why would a futa be different?”

“I guess not,” Wendy said. She swallowed, her blue eyes so wide. The flush spread across her heart-shaped face. She almost glowed scarlet. “I just can’t—”

Wendy gasped in shock as Victoria engulfed the tip of my cock and sucked. Her hand tightened on my girth. Wendy shuddered while Pita grinned. Pleasure shot down my shaft. My cunt clenched as my friend loved my dick.

It felt incredible. This hot heat engulfed it. My cock throbbed and ached. The pleasure surged through me. I licked my lips, trembling from the bliss. It swept through me, my cunt clenching. Juices spilled down my thighs.

“Oh, damn,” I groaned. “That’s nice. Um ... Wow, you’re really sucking on it. Ooh, yes, yes.”

“Suck it,” moaned Pita.

She kissed at the side of my shaft, her hand sliding up my thigh to cup my bush. Her fingers slid through my fiery hairs to caress my pussy lips. I groaned, my head swaying from side to side. The pleasure raced through me.

Pita nibbled up to Victoria’s lips. I gasped as Pita’s finger caressed my virgin pussy lips. She kissed the side of Victoria’s mouth. The brunette moaned and sucked harder. Wendy watched wide-eyed at the naughty sight.

My pussy clenched as Pita nudged my hymen. I shuddered as she stroked my cherry, my futa-dick throbbing in Victoria’s mouth. I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest. The pleasure swept through me with the brunette’s every suck.

“I can’t believe this is happening,” Wendy whimpered.

“Yeah,” I panted.

“It’s so hot,” Pita moaned. “Ooh, don’t hog her girl-dick, Victoria. Wendy and I need to suck it.”

“What?” Wendy gasped, her cheeks scarlet.

“You did nod your head,” I groaned, my pussy on fire. Juices leaked out of my twat.

Victoria popped her mouth off my dick with a wet plot. “You did,” she purred as Pita engulfed my cock’s tip. “Don’t pretend you don’t want to love this amazing girl-dick.”

“Well...” Wendy squirmed. “I mean ... it’s a big cock and ... and...” She trembled. “Oh, Lord, this is sinful.”

“Uh-huh,” Victoria moaned, licking her lips. “So sinful.”

She stroked my cock while Pita sucked on it. I shuddered, my Hispanic friend loving my clit-dick and pussy at the same time. The pressure swelled inside of me, that aching need to erupt and spurt my jizz everywhere. A heady rush shot through me. I swallowed and groaned, my breasts jiggling in my blouse and bra.

Pita noisily worshiped my cock. I glanced at the stall door. Beyond, I heard some girls chatting by the sink, their voices muffled, indistinct. They were feet away and had no idea I was getting loved by two girls while a third watched.

Victoria kissed down my shaft to my pussy lips. I gasped as her tongue joined Pita’s finger. Victoria fluttered her tongue around the folds of my twat, caressing around the base of my dick. Pleasure rippled up to the tip of my futa-cock, feeding my impending orgasm.

“You’re licking her pussy,” Wendy whimpered. “That’s really a sin.”

“A tasty sin,” groaned Victoria.

“Uh-huh,” I panted, remembering the taste of my little sister’s twat.

Pita’s mouth popped off my cock. “Mmm, your turn, Wendy.”

“What?” Wendy gasped, her eyes wide.

Victoria, still fluttering her tongue around the folds of my pussy and brushing Pita’s stroking finger, pushed my cock in Wendy’s direction. The innocent blonde shuddered. She whimpered, trembling.

“Lord ... I ... I ... I’m so sorry!” Her head darted forward, blue eyes squeezing shut. Her lips slid over my cock’s crown. I gasped as her mouth engulfed the tip.

She sucked.

“Wendy!” I gasped, my virgin cunt twitching. This pleasure rushed through me. This hot delight that sent blood pumping hot and wild through my veins. “Yes!”

“Not so loud,” purred Pita. She nuzzled up against Wendy, Pit’s golden-brown cheek meeting Wendy’s flushed face. “Mmm, just love her. She’ll give you such a wonderful treat. A salty delight that you’re going to love swallowing.”

Wendy whimpered around my cock’s tip.

She sucked on it, but gently. I shuddered, my cunt clenching beneath the delight. This was so wicked. Victoria took another lick at my pussy then she pulled her head back. She nuzzled into the other side of Wendy.

“Mmm, just make her explode with that sexy mouth of yours,” she purred. “She’s eager for it.”

I nodded.

“She’s getting so wet,” added Pita, her fingers caressing my labia. The bliss surged up to the tip of my cock, making me shudder. “You’re going to make her explode.”

“Your first blowjob,” Victoria moaned. “Isn’t it hot? You’re going to make Jenny so happy.”

“You’re her sex friend now.” Pita licked Wendy’s ear. “Hot, right?”

Wendy whimpered. Her blue eyes opened, staring up at me with such awe on her innocent features. I groaned, my cunt clenching. The pressure built and built so fast. It screamed towards the tip of my cock. My heart thundered in my chest.

I couldn’t hold out long. Not with her wonderful mouth sucking at my dick. She nursed on it. That pressure swelled through me. I groaned, my heart pounding heat through my veins. This wicked heat surged through my body.

“Wendy!” I whimpered. “Oh, god, Wendy.” I wanted to cry out louder, but we could get caught. I had to be quiet, but ... but... “Wendy!”

“You hear that?” purred Pita. “You’re making her feel so good, Wendy.” Pita licked Wendy’s ear.

The blonde shuddered and groaned around my dick. She sucked harder, her cheeks hollowing. Her blue eyes stared up at me, shining with her awakening passion. Victoria’s hand stroked faster on my futa-dick. Pita rubbed my pussy with more pressure. Wendy’s tongue caressed my spongy crown.

“You’re going to make her cum,” Victoria whispered. “Yes, yes, you are, Wendy.” Victoria nibbled on Wendy’s ear.

“Do it!” Pita moaned.

“Yes!” I gasped, my ovaries tightening.

My pussy convulsed as the cum rushed up to my cock. It spurted into Wendy’s mouth while sending a powerful blast of rapture through my body. Wendy’s eyes bulged. She ripped her head back, gasping out in shock.

My cum exploded across her face. I painted Wendy’s flushed cheeks with my jizz. More landed on Pita’s and Victoria’s features as they nuzzled up against the blonde. I groaned, my pussy spasming, juices gushing out of me.