Source: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/16957643/

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The CTF Club Incident

Two taps of the wand against her stomach was all it took in the end. She’d hardly noticed the cool tingling sensation that had penetrated deep into her under the heady buzz of cheap beer and loud music penetrating the club. Her brief dance partner had already abandoned her to her fate.

Not that she minded much! The night was young and her pulse was racing as she threw herself into the pounding techno beat of the club. Long red hair swaying behind her back over her midriff baring top and tight green miniskirt. Yet the music and the lights seemed to be causing a sweeping sensation of vertigo. Briefly she wondered if she’d had too much to drink but dismissed the idea quickly. She’d hardly begun to enjoy herself and the growing flashes of weakness and discomfort coming from her stomach could only hint to a more pernicious illness she must have ignored before making her plans for the evening.

Quickly making her way to the woman’s restroom she luckily found an empty stall and secluded herself within.

And almost doubled over as the growing churning in her guts would have brought her to her knees were it not for the help of the porcelain fixture on which she sat. She’d thought it a stomach ache before but now…

It seemed to be coming from somewhere lower. Almost like she’d been hit by the worst case of menstrual cramps she’d ever experienced. Steady pulses of unpleasantness that only grew more pernicious with each gasping breath she took. Something was desperately wrong with her. Her body seemed dead set on expressing this point. She needed to get out of the club. She needed to get help. She needed to…

Push!

With a deep panting breath she felt her loins flood her panties and suddenly found herself knowing that there was some alien obstruction within her that needed to escape. The pain had vanished and now all that remained was the unmistakable knowledge that there was some irritant within her that needed to be removed. A growing, swelling, bloated pair of organs that stubbornly sat at the wrong end of her clenching birth canal.

Gripping her thighs and spreading her legs she reeled back as another surge growth struck her insides. With or without her aid they were coming out. Too big and too heavy to sit comfortably within her body from now on. Her poor feminine petals spread wide as that surging mass descended from within.

With it at the precipice she bit down on her lower lip to silence the scream and one final push that had her splayed legs kicking out her panties became suddenly very crowded. The still throbbing, growing sack that had been her womb turned home for two great overgrown testicles was nearly ripping its way out of the material already. With each bit of subsequent growth now that her balls had escaped the tyrannical confines of her now annihilated womb and cunt pushing it closer to the limit that the fabric could contain. When that plumping, churning, almost if not even audibly gurgling mass grew to such an extent that it now equaled her own fairly impressive bosom it became too much. Her panties torn asunder and the cool toilet greeted the still slick hairless skin of her swollen testes.

Her breath hitched and her body shuddered in feverish shock at the sensation against her too hot balls. Which only grew worse as they grew yet heavier and fuller still, rubbing against more and more of the toilet as they did. Weighing her down in her seat as they each became so large that they’d soon equal the size of her own head. A pair of cantaloupes rolling around betwixt her legs. Heavy fruitful melons that were only growing more so as a loud gurgling noise came from them.

They were still growing.

Still filling with more cum, more thick male seed.

Despite the fact that no means of releasing it had yet presented itself.

She prodded the immense testicles with her fingers, staring at them with wild eyes. This was impossible, it couldn’t be happening, her hands slid down the slippery taut skin to fondle underneath the enormous orbs and found… nothing. No trace of her womanhood save for the sticky fluid coating her own new ballsack.

Which itself was now the sole reservoir of what had been womb, had been ovums, had been her female gender…

Why did she find that idea so fucking hot?

She lurched forward unsteadily, stiffly, as if she was a wobbling spinning top, and got to her unsteady shaky legs. She needed to get out of here, to go to the hospital. To the police? To home. She needed to have a good nights rest. She just wanted to have fun. The stiffness in her spine seemed to intensify as she doubled up and arched her back, her throat bulging out as she felt something stick in there. Her nose felt blocked. Congested. She snorted in complaint as her hands grasped at the sides of the stall. A thick gooey mass filling her mouth and making her cheeks bulge as thin ropey strands spilled from her pursed lips. It didn’t taste like snot… it didn’t feel like it either. Her senses were becoming assaulted by salty heat. Her deep shuddering breaths taking more effort and causing her entire torso to shake in a most… unusual way.

She closed her eyes, her arms by her side as she clenched her fists and tried to swallow the chubby load that had filled her mouth up. Only for her throat to bulge further, the pressure to increase, and a big messy streamer squirt from her lips and paint the door to the stall. The redhead's eyes widened as her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, the sight of the white ropey strand was unmistakably, undoubtedly, thick fat male sperm. Followed by another squirt, and another. Her eyes rolled up into her head as her body trembled with pleasure rocketing up her spine, her lips opening wide to allow her to spit the gooey gunky mixture until it was plastered against the stall door in slimy white gobs.

Such a violently joyous trumpeting of spunk jetting up from what should have, had been so short a while ago a woman’s normal stomach that it now trickled from her nostrils and fell from her eyes as whitish cum tears.

It was madness that her flesh and gender could rebel so utterly. That her body could become effectively a human-sized cock.

Finally the spitting slowed down to a trickle, leaving her gawking cross eyed at her tongue as it dangled from her mouth and drooled a few ropes of pre cum. She was panting heavily, she found it difficult to angle her head downwards but she noticed she could no longer move her arms. Her chest was barreling out with each breath, but her breasts only seemed to be.. deflating..? She was so dizzy, so confused, why was this happening..? Why did she need to…

YES! Her testicles trembled as more of the sticky yummy solution bulged down her midsection and spasmed upwards, through her undulating throat and erupting from her gaping mouth. She trembled and shook with awe as she began to spit litre after litre of her own thick cream all over the tiled roof. Cascading downwards over her body, falling in a trickling river of white across her shrinking breasts and soon to be vanished nipples. While the long bellowing pipe that her throat was becoming bulged and throbbed with each new enormous lode that her balls bequeathed onto her body. She understood now. All of this sperm was tainted, filled with her worthless femininity. Her humanity. That terrible series of burdens her mother, and her mother before her had laid upon her at birth! Her cunt, and with it her gender was being wringed out of her body in gargantuan cock throbbing pulse after pulse. It needed to be expelled, expunged, ejaculated in a mess of tasty wrigglers until nothing of her disgusting old form remained! She needed to free herself from that nightmare and usher in her new perfect self and she could only do it if she.. if she…

Came!

As the poor girl's mind twisted and warped, it urged her flesh to change more and more. Muscles twisted and bulged outwards, skin thickened and changed texture as large twitching, throbbing veins rippled across it’s flesh. Her open mouth, still pissing out heavy ropes of egg infused spunk, curled up into a deranged smile as her cute face began to distort. Her flaring cum drooling nostrils sealing away into veiny skin, her eyelids swelling shut as they faded away. Her writhing wriggling tongue smacking against chin and quickly merging into it. And her lips, the only remainder of her human face, now plump and pouty and impossibly large pursed shut and clinched the river of sperm to a solid stop. Her cheeks bulged outwards as they contended with the pressure of the backed up wads, her entire head exploded outwards. Her once treasured red hair fell out in thick spunk-matted clumps, revealing a bumpy veiny scalp that was wrapped around a curved bell-shape.

Yes! YES! She wanted to scream, but her pouty lips were frozen in a tight smirk as rivulets of sperm dribbled down between them. The only remnants of her human face left. Briefly they peeled open over her cockhead, her true face peeking out for the merest of seconds from the fat dick skin. Which was soon sucked in, as the final changes occurred. Then with tremendous force her now bright red bellend birthed itself fully and became even more erect than before. Those last few trembling complaints at the lose of humanity expelled in one shattering jet of spooge. That went up and shattered the tiles above and began to rain down in sweet salty trickles throughout the entire restroom.

Now there was naught but dick remaining. Loud tears ripped through the bathroom as the last soaked and shredded tatters of her dress fell off the bulging shaft. Two smooth female legs still wearing heeled pumps kicked and trembled while between them a heavy sack of testes made contented sounds of sloshing cum. Her vast reserve of spunk being quickly refilled by whatever magic had transformed a woman into a penis in the first place. And while her ass was still shapely, rounded, and contained a cute anus… that only served to be fucked. By dicks, the owner of which the colossal cock could hardly of cared less for. The shaft turned a bit to one side and another. The glans spreading and closing as it sniffed the air.

Content and covered in cock juice.

Till the door opened, and some high pitched voice gave a shriek at the sight within. And she smelled cunt.

It must’ve been 6.. no, 7 feet of pure dickflesh that strutted out of the girls bathroom. Utterly coated in a thin film of jiggling white cockcream. The girl-turned-dick walked on uneasy steps at first, her heels almost slipping in a puddle of her own juices. But her gait soon morphed into something unnaturally graceful, almost boastful as it swished and sashayed out onto the dance floor, her hips knocking lesser women asides, her testicles thrust forward lewdly as her shaft stiffened with disgust. She was going to show those slits some true beauty!

The rest of the club could only gawk with amazement at the enormous prick on shapely legs as she began to twerk effortlessly to the music. It was almost as if they were entranced by her movements, erections stiffening in men’s pants as they watched her sweaty booty clap loudly, her dangling testicles bobbing hypnotically, her shaft twitching and spasming as the veins throbbed and pulsed to the rhythm of the music. Growing faster and faster, the sperm caked testicles swinging lower as globs of the stuff rained down on nearby onlookers, and as the music reached it’s climax she did too, stretching up and shooting like a fire hose, ropey streamers of pure ball batter falling back to earth and coating the dance floor.

The one holding the wand laughed to themselves as they watched the chaos erupt across the club. The foul smelling nectar that promised cunts destruction subconsciously wrecking it’s way through each of the girls on the dance floor. There was the goth girl who was now cradling her bulging belly, the underage raver girl who’s neck was now rocketing outwards as veins criss crossed along her throat, the group of Asian tourists who were now all drooling white from their mouths. Things were going to get a lot more interesting..