Chapter 2

Pacing in her room, Mona thought long and hard. Her room may be paid for, and she received a stipend for groceries, but pocket money was another matter entirely. It would be nice to own a phonograph and a few records. She decided to try something.

She felt a little nervous walking through the lobby. Nobody took notice of her, but old habits do die hard. Underpants in hand, she crossed the large room wearing absolutely nothing but the key around her neck, and her invisible knee-highs and saddle shoes. It was strangely invigorating to wander around naked in public.

Mona stepped out into the sunny afternoon. She had to be very careful to weave and dodge so as to not collide with any passers by. Bold as brass, she walked right up to the first national bank.

Moving with extreme care, she slowly made her way into the bank. Gingerly slipping past the armed guard, she stepped into the open vault. Mona wasn’t a greedy girl. While marveling at the sight of so much money, She only took a single bundle of ten dollar bills.

Now for the test. Her dress had made the rock invisible. Would her underpants do the same? Mona wrapped the money securely in her most intimate garment. She took a deep and steadying breath and emerged from the vault.

She was a little scared as she made her way out of the bank, but she needn’t have feared. Wrapped in invisible underpants, not a soul spotted the bundle of bills mysteriously floating out of the vault. Biting her lower lip, she waved her bundle directly in front of the guard’s face. Daringly, she came within an inch of touching his nose. He sniffed a little and got the oddest of smiles. Save for the strange way he adjusted the crotch of his pants when he thought no one was looking, he didn’t react at all.

“That was so easy.” She whispered. But did he smell something?”

Mona gave the bundle she carried a little sniff. Yikes! Maybe she should have rinsed the underpants out in the sink. They were not quite fresh. Still, the scent seemed to please the guard.

Embarrassingly, it seemed to please her too. Maybe it was just from the excitement of her very first bank robbery, but she felt that weird stirring again. Her strangely altered body seemed to like the smell of her underpants a bit too much. The penis grew stiff and hard again before she made it back out to the street. Mona may not have known the word, but she knew what was happening. Her own scent had aroused her.

“I, I think I want to touch it again.” She muttered as she hurried down the street. “Do boys feel like this all the time? It’s so distracting! No wonder they do disgusting things like Circle Jerks!”

She didn’t know what to do. The penis jutting from her throbbed with a need like she never knew before. It was much more intense than the gentile urges she sometimes felt to put her fingers to her vagina while imagining herself in the arms of a never ending pageant of handsome movie stars.

“I think I’m getting mixed up.” She sighed.

It was true. Ever since she woke up like this, her most private desires seemed to encompass girls as well as boys. Spurting her issue on Lisa Gilbert had been the thrill of a lifetime. It was a thrill she would dearly love to repeat!

Penis bouncing, she ran back to her little home. It wasn’t bashfulness that made her seek the shelter of her room. No, it was just plain common sense. While the money would help out a lot, Mona knew what her real valuables were! She didn’t want to risk losing anything that had become invisible with her. The somewhat musky underpants in her hand were worth more than all the gold in Fort Knox!

It was the work of a moment to stash her ill gotten gains in her room. She just left the money wrapped in her underpants. Dragging over a chair, she stood on it placed the bundle in the lightly frosted glass bowl of the single light fixture in her room.

Checking to make sure, she snapped the light on and off several times. She couldn’t see the tiniest hint of a shadow. Hidden in plain sight, no one would ever suspect the bundle of bills was hidden there. The hiding place would do until she made more permanent arrangements.

She paused, and felt her face grow warm. Dragging the chair back, she retrieved the bundle of money. Sitting down, she took off her shoes and socks. Feeling a little embarrassed, she transferred the stack of bills into one of her invisible knee-highs. That seemed a little more dignified! Besides, nobody would notice if she was unfashionable enough to wear her saddle shoes without socks!

Back outside, Mona didn’t hesitate to gently grasp her iron hard penis. No one could see. No one would know. Walking down the street, Mona gently stroked herself while busy men and women walked by and around her. It was so exhilarating!

Looking in the faces of the people around her, Mona moaned softly. Even her vagina felt the excitement. She was soaked. Soaked? The girl paused and gingerly touched herself.

“Uh-oh.” Auntie Flo didn’t seem to care if she was invisible. “Oh drat! Not today! I didn’t even feel crampy!”

Thankfully, nobody seemed to see the crimson stains on her inner thighs. While the white goo had been plainly visible when it had shot out of her, Mona suspected that as long as the blood was still on her skin, it would remain invisible. Thank goodness!

Mona was ever so glad she wasn’t one to bleed heavily, as yet. This was extremely embarrassing though! Thank goodness she only spotted a little when Eve’s curse had struck her for the first time last month. She hoped and prayed that this would remain the case for the foreseeable future!

Too bad she wasn’t wearing a belt and pad when the Martians made her invisible! No, that wouldn’t work! Sure, the belt would be invisible, but everyone would see a fresh highly visible pad floating around everywhere she went! She began walking on the grass as much as she could, to avoid any risk of tell tale spots on the sidewalk!

Then, a strange thought entered her mind. While in the midst of her monthly, wasn’t she fairly safe from, well, ‘Trouble’? She wasn’t sure, but was gripped by a mad desire. Spraying her issue on a pretty girl would have to wait. There was something she suddenly wanted to lose! Mona looked around at all the passing men and boys. How could she arrange the strangely obscene thing she was now thinking?

Where could she find a nice quiet spot to attempt the unthinkable? She walked aimlessly around downtown. It wasn’t long before she found herself on the steps of the library. It was if her stiff penis, and now she accepted it as a part of her, was leading the way.

Mona wandered around between the stacks. How could she tempt a boy while she was invisible? Surely if someone saw a naked girl walk by, they would be interested, but she could not think of how she could proceed. In the periodicals, Providence showed her a possible way.

She saw a handsome boy of about sixteen. He was holding an issue of “National Geographic Magazine” open in his left hand. His right? Well, his right hand was sort of caressing a telling bulge in the front of his trousers.

Bold as brass, Mona walked up and looked over his shoulder. Goodness! Topless island girls. Her own penis gave a sort of throb just from her looking at unspoiled and free beauty.

The tall slender redhead closed the magazine and slipped it up under his sweater vest. Mona hurried to follow as he rushed off. She smiled when he went to the boy’s lavatory.

With perfect timing, Mona slipped in as he opened the door. She looked around curiously. She was never in a boy’s room before. There were three funny bathtub things on the wall. There was a boy standing in front of one.

Stepping quietly, Mona moved closer to watch. The boy was urinating into the bathtub thing. That struck Mona as a very sensible arrangement. Her first attempt at making wee with her penis had been quite messy. The urine went everywhere in her tiny bathroom!

It was hard to resist the urge to giggle when the busy boy gave his cute little penis a little jiggly shake when he was done, and then stuff it pack into his trousers. When he washed his hands and left, Mona made her move.

There was a single stall on the far side of the room. Hurrying over, she saw a regular toilet inside. The stall wasn’t that big, but Mona thought of it as cozy. She went in and waited for her new friend.

The tall redhead entered the stall and closed the door. Mona managed to keep from bumping against him as he unbuckled his belt and pulled down his trousers. His penis was all stiff too. Hers was bigger, but still. Mona bit her lower lip in sudden fear. Would that thing fit inside her? It looked almost seven inches long!

The young man sat. Once more looking at his ‘borrowed’ magazine, he wrapped the fingers of his right hand around his organ, and began to abuse himself while looking at the picture of girls wearing only grass skirts.

What should she do? If he stroked his hand up and down his penis much longer, he would make himself squirt, and she would miss this golden opportunity!

She never knew why she did it, but Mona dropped to her knees. The stuck out her tongue and swiped it over the ruddy knob at the top of his shaft.

“Oh God!” The boy gasped as he dropped the magazine. “That felt, wait, what was that?”

Mona was on her feet again in a flash. Intellectually, she had no idea what she was doing. That didn’t seem to matter. Invisible or not, her body knew what it wanted.