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Chapter 3 of Futanari Note

This is a fanfic. I have the original author's permission to do this, so please enjoy!

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The Futa Note was in front of me, I had a pen in my hand. I was eager to write a name, but who? Should I give a dick to a bully or someone I like?

Or someone who's not so popular?

Then it hit me: Marie was a shy goth with killer tits who always wore skirts. She doesn't have a lot of friends at school. She might be the perfect target! After careful consideration I decided to choose her, and got to writing.

Marie POV:

I felt sick. My stomach had been hurting for the past 10 minutes, and there were still 30 mins left until history was over. And why were we repeating the same theme over and over again? I hated it. I just wanted to go home. The burning sensation moved from my stomach a bit further down to my crotch. What the hell? I gripped the table. Something was wrong. The burning intensified and I went numb for a while. Sweat was dripping down my face, and this girl next to me, Jessie, looked at me worriedly. Despite the pain I grew extremely horny. My pussy was dripping wet, the chair under me soaked. Something was straining against my panties, getting tighter and tighter. Then this weird thing slipped past my panties, forward across the chair. What the hell was happening? I was panicking. This thing whatever it was now hung over the chair ledge and kept growing longer and longer. I couldn't do this anymore. I stormed out of the classroom, something slapping my thighs while running, making me extremely horny. In the hallway I felt another weight suddenly drop into my panties, making them extremely tight. I hurried to the bathroom and locked myself in a stall. Tears were on my cheeks, messing up my heavy makeup. I took a deep breath. I slowly removed my skirt, then my panties, all with my eyes closed. I was afraid of what I would see. I felt something long dangling of the edge of the toilet, almost touching the floor. Something else was inside the toilet ring, touching the water. Wait. Had I grown a dick of some sorts?

I opened my eyes and looked down at my crotch. I could not believe what I saw. There was a 1.5 inch diameter cock dangling of the edge of the toilet seat, one inch apart from the floor. In the ring sat 2 orange sized balls, now touching the bottom of the toilet. I was too shocked to register its nastiness. I sat there for a minute, breathing heavily. I was freaking out, asking myself if this was a nightmare. My worst nightmare.

Only one way to find out if this was real.

I grabbed the immensely long cock with both hands, each a bit apart. It felt real. The moment I gripped it harder I felt blood filling up my cock. It slowly went from limp to swollen, harder and even harder until it was hard as a rock. I was shook. Starting of at my crotch Bayan Escort Antep was a 2.5 foot cock that just reached the top of my head. I felt my balls expand too. My dick was now the diameter of a soda can, if not an inch bigger. I stared at the tip in awe. I felt my Balls slowly being coated by my pussy juices. Good, I still have my cunt I thought. Horniness took control of me and I started stroking my giant pole. It felt amazing. I slid my hands up and down my shaft, giving it a lick from time to time. It tasted amazing. But this wasn't enough. I could feel it still growing, now at 3 feet height. I had to come soon. My balls had been trapped in the bowl, they had become too large. I took of my shirt and hoodie and started giving myself a boobjob. My soft g cups gave my dick the edge and I came hard. It felt like nothing I had felt before, cum kept spraying against the ceiling, making it drip back down onto me. I fell unconscious, in absolute bliss.

I woke up a while later. I looked at my phone. 3:20? Damn I was in the stall for over an hour. I had to get home. But how would I hide my giant cock? After a little bit of thinking I wrapped my cock around my waist and tucked the tip into the shaft that was wrapped around my torso. I put my shirt back on, and then a hoodie. I cleaned all the cum I could find on me off with toilet paper. Thank god my cock was concealed. I threw away my panties and pulled up my skirt. It was just long enough to cover my balls, but with a light wind I might have been exposed. It was a risk.

I got out of the stall, to the sink. I looked like a mess. My Make-up was fucked. I took a few paper towels and tried wiping it all away. I made it worse. Fuck. Oh well, I thought. I have (much) bigger problems. And then, after having the most fucked up moment in my life I rushed home.

20 minutes later I was standing in front of our house door. My parents were home, their car was parked outside. I took a deep breath and stepped inside. My mom greeted me and so did my stepdad. He was good to me, and mom, thankfully. Its not a horror-story like others have it. Mom was happy with him and so was he. And now I could ruin it all. If he finds out im a freak, I would ruin moms life. Suppressing my chilling thoughts I walked up to my room, past my stepsister's, and locked the door. I undressed and stood in front of the mirror.

What the fuck is wrong with me.

My balls were now a lot bigger than earlier, again. My shaft hung over them, reaching down past my knees. But aside from that, everything was still normal. At least. After I spotted spots of cum all over me I decided to go take a bath. I walked to the bathroom in a bath-coat and started filling the tub with water. I dropped in some bath-soap to get some good bubbles going. After waiting impatiently for the tub to fill, I took of my coat and stepped into the tub. Hot at first, but then came the dick. Was it that hot for boys too? After having adjusted with my dick and balls too I laid down into the tub and finally relaxed. A few deep breaths. Letting all my muscles relax.

And then my stepsister stepped in, half naked.

Well something happened, I thought, as I saw Marie rush out of history class. I was intrigued to find out what happened, and if it went all according to what I wrote in the futa note. Despite that, my day hadn't been a piece of cake either. I managed to keep my cock sheathed the entire time but my balls had grown a lot in volume, making it tough to hide. I had no idea how I would manage PE, which I had on Mondays and Wednesdays. A problem for later.

If I wasn't careful my balls' bulge would've been visible to everyone, so after class finished I waited a bit until everyone was out of the classroom and then left for the next school-bus. Passing the restroom I thought of Marie, and peeked into it. The one stall that was locked had a puddle of cream peeking outside. A smile ran across my face. It worked.

The next few minutes were terrible for me. From the school to my house there were 15 minutes in the school bus, and the entire road was old and shaky, meaning my balls were thrown around the entire time, slapping against all sorts of textures and obstacles. I could feel them expanding rapidly, just like my horniness. It was a struggle trying to keep my dongle sheathed. Thank god this one Chinese girl next to me was asleep, or she would have noticed one way or another. I tried distracting myself from that by opening the Futa Note and looking what I had written for Marie:

Marie Lannor: in history class tomorrow she will grow a penis that will reach about halfway past her knees but will not be too thick when flaccid, with a 1.5 inch diameter. Her balls the size of oranges will hang down to her knees and will grow steadily to the size of cantaloupes within 2h. Nobody will notice her new appendages while she runs out after transforming. She will cum double the volume of her balls. Marie will mostly be able to conceal her dick willingly but always get into risky situations with it. Once its hard at about 2.5 feet it wont stop growing until she comes. If she's horny her balls will grow quicker.

I should not have read that. It made my lust to orgasm even greater, imagining her with her new appendages and gorgeous tits. 10 minutes left on the bus. Pictures of gruesome things shot through my head, trying to suppress my urges, but it didn't help. If I tried to sleep, pictures of tits and asses would pop up immediately.

I couldn't stop it.

My shaft extended out of my body.

Thank god I caught it last minute and instead of going out in the open I could push it under the seat in front of me. The thump made the boy in front turn around with a questioning face. I told him off.

I had to come now, there was no going back. I had to do it quietly, not to raise attention or wake my neighbor up. Thank god there was no one on the other side of the bus that could see any of my horse additions dangling around down there. I began moving my legs up and down, slowly, without causing suspicion. Who would've thought legs alone could bring such pleasure? I moved front and back on my seat to rub the top of my cock on the front seat, the rough leather on my sensitive dick feeling insane. I had 2 minutes left to go before I got off. I was getting there, my balls now touching the floor. And then someone kicked my balls. I let out a quick gasp and looked behind me. There was a girl from my class, Clara I think, talking to her neighbor. She was not paying attention, kicking what she thought was my backpack lightly without thinking about it. I told her to stop it politely, and she stopped with the kicking with a weird look on her face. I turned back to my place and made sure my dick didn't pop out, and continued. I was almost home. I had to end this fast. There was only one thing I could do: I slammed my heels into my balls, pressed my legs together around my dick, moved my ass back on the seat and thrust forward. And then I came. The floor of the bus was being coated by my cum, all the seats in front of me were now standing in a inch thick layer of sperm. I kept going, praying no one would notice that the cream beneath them was thick cum and came to a finish. The moment I stopped cumming the bus stopped not far from my house. I retracted my rather large willy at the right time and stumbled out of the bus, still in bliss.

Please god, let no one find out this was my doing on the bus.

I walked home to our house, and got in. Mom was already home.

*quot;Oh lord Jess, you look exhausted*quot;

*quot;Tell me about it*quot; I answered and gave her a hug. *quot;You're all sweaty, did you run here?*quot; She asked with a inspectuous gaze.

*quot;Uuh, yeah, I did*quot; I answered. *quot;I reaaally need to pee, mom, so uhh, could you, like, let go of me?*quot; I asked. She let go, said a quick *quot;oh yeah, sorry*quot; and I rushed upstairs to my bathroom.

I really had to pee though. I sat down on the ring balls hanging off the front, and let my dick out. Before peeing though, I realized, I had a dick. No shit. Could I pee out of my dick and not out of my pussy? I stood up, aimed my dick at the bowl ( I was not gonna miss it because it was long enough to almost reach into it) and started peeing. It felt weird enough, having something run through my cock with it not being cum, but I liked it. And then I noticed that the floor was wet under me. I had peed out of both sex organs. I would have to practice.

And then the door swept open.

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Hello dear readers, thank you all for reading this. Please comment what you'd like to see and what not, and I'll consider it (if I like it too). I have no upload schedule so please excuse the random uploads, but I'm trying my best. Please bear with me and bathrooms, its just a concept that I really like.

Till next time,

The largest of Chungusses

And yes I know the word inspectuous doesn't exist ;P