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He wakes up the next morning to find her gingerly stroking his penis. Not even stroking--more like studying; she would lift it turn it, blow on the underside to watch it twitch.
Needless to say, that was somewhat arousing. And by "Somewhat" I mean "So horny that it felt as though, were I to jizz, it would punch through the heavens with enough force to knock out God.
"Morning," he mutters, his voice half-way between a groan of sleep and a grunt of ecstacy.
"Morning, sleepyhead," she says. "I was just..." she blushed before finishing, "studying."
"I see," our humble narrator says as his wits creep back to him. "Wait... your brother--"
"Don't worry about him," she says. "He's not going to disturb us this morning."
Our narrator shutters as warm the breath of her words passes over the slick of precum that covered the purple head of his dick.
"I like this thing," she muses, wrapping a hand around the shaft to listlessly stroke. "Like--a lot."
Our narrator laughs in spite of himself. "I'm quite fond of it, too."
Her eyes lit up when she heard his words. "Seriously?"
Our narrator's laughter trailed off, but his smile remained. "Well, without it, we couldn't do what we do. And I *love* what we do."
She beamed as she popped to her feet, grabbing the hem of her cotton nightie and tearing it over her head with a flourish.
Our humble narrator's smile made the subtle shift to 'shit-eating grin' as he watched the milky white skin of her neck, the curve of her collar bone, the small soft promise of a developing bustline, her slender midriff, her hips showing just a fleck of womanhood, her penis, her legs that were sinewy from her time playing--
wait, wat
Shit-eating becomes nervous as our humble narrator slides his hips back, sitting his body as upright as his penis. "Wait--that's..."
If she picked up on his sudden concern, she didn't show it. "Isn't it awesome?"
"How is that--"
"You like it?"
He glances towards the door. "Uhh.. Bill?"
"I told you, he won't distrub us. Where do you think I found it?"
Our narrator can't help but look back at the protrusion. It looked a little under-developed for her young body--though, by his personality, it should hardly surprise me that my roommate had the dick of an eight-year-old.
"How is this even possible," he stammers.
"How *isn't* this possible?"
"Can I have you back to the way you were?"
She pouted a little. "How could you not like dicks?"
He sputters and stammers for a response, but all he can come up with is, "Adam and Eve, not Adam and Dicks".
Just then, a white light shone upon him, and lo, he heard the voice of God, and through the Word our narrator saw the truth of it. And on the sixth day, God created man, and of his rib God created Eve. And around man and woman he did create dicks. And upon Eve's womanhood God did add a dick. And the dicks were plentiful, and the Dicks were righteous. And God said unto Man, "Lo, I have granted you the gift of Dicks."
The flash gone, our humble narrator realized the folly of his ways. He was blessed, having taught this young woman the divine way of the dick, and the Lord of dicks had blessed her. And he could feel himself be blessed as well, much as Bill was cursed as The Ungrateful, and cast out of Dick Paradise, his dick having been removed.
Our narrator's bewildered gaze returned to where his forbidden lover stood, only to see her body take a transformation much unlike puberty. Her frame widened, her arms melding into the flesh that spun around her torso like a cocoon. It wasn't until the cocoon wound around her neck that he realized what was happening: Her body was becoming a shaft of flesh, and her head was being wrapped in a helmet of flesh.
The narrator muttered--"I don't get it. How are you--"
The giant penis angles slightly downward, somehow kept upright by forces unseen (and by forces, I most likely mean a pair of balls that our narrator couldn't see because of the bed, but it's best not to give it too much thought).
The head of the giant penis levelled itself out at his eye level, its urethral hole drooling a viscous strand of pre-cum. "No, Frank--you *are* the penis."
And then he was a zombie.
The End.
Moral of the story: lol butts
This story made extra realistic for >>21134
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