Chapter 1: Introduction
Alyssa bolted upright in bed. Had the house been shaking earlier from an earthquake? The chill of sweat coated her naked chest, trickling down to the valley between her new breasts. As she stared at the shadowed silhouettes around her room, she tried to recall the elusive memory of her body being racked with pleasure. Was she in the middle of a particularly hot dream?
The dampness around her thighs felt real. She touched her fingers there and brought them to her nose. The scent of sex coiled around her.
Impossible. She chalked it up to the effect of the erotic dream she had recently woken up from. As she let go of her thigh, her hand glided over something new growing between her legs.
Her heart skipped a beat. Alyssa felt around her groin until she met something soft and thick, unlike the soft curls of her pubic hair. She couldn't believe it - not only did she just discover that she had grown breasts that could fit in her hands, but she was also growing something else along with them.
She took a deep breath and tugged at the shaft experimentally. Her eyes widened as unexpected pleasure shot through her, goosebumps breaking out across her skin.
"Oh my God," she whispered, the words shaky as she began to stroke her new appendage. Biting her bottom lip, she reveled in the increasingly intense sensations washing over her. She had definitely never had such strong orgasms from her previous experiences; it was always about clitoral stimulation and penetration with vibrators and some well-positioned pillows. This was something entirely new and different.
She felt herself melting against the bed as she stroked her futanari cock, the slick feeling of a rough palm meeting her soft skin, exploring her body. The heat and passion she'd fantasized about before now flowed freely within her. She was a lustful goddess, and her newfound organ craved satisfaction.
Her moans echoed through the room, punctuated by legs splayed open, hips grinding against her palm, and the slick sound of a rough palm meeting her soft skin, exploring her body.
Her breasts bounced with each rapid movement. Lust-filled eyes half-closed as every nerve ending sizzled in response to her newfound ability to please herself in this raw, primal way that she'd read about in many erotic stories, but had never before experienced.
Moving on instinct, she rolled onto her hands and knees, her free hand braced on the pillow in front of her. The room shifted slightly into sharper focus, and she swore she could almost hear the hum of the blood coursing through her ears as she plunged her cock deep inside herself.
Alyssa cursed and panted, a wanton slut giving in to insatiable appetites. The slick slide of her shaft filling her only incited her to deeper strokes, the carnal need for ultimate satisfaction awakening in her being.
She gripped the sheets, the sweet ache urging her along quicker, each slap of her flesh against herself fueling her. She shuddered, her entire body lighting up as the orgasm rolled over her like a freight train.
Her fingers convulsed around her throbbing shaft, no longer smooth and slow, but desperate and fervent as sensations exploded within her.
Her moans filled the room, the bedsheets soaked from her climax. She was panting, her heart slamming hard against her ribs as her vision began clearing.
"Holy fuck!" she exclaimed as it hit her. She had just - holy fuck! - come from fingering herself like a man. It was so different from any sensations she had tried to bring herself before.