Brooke stepped off the bus at Houghton station, still wrapped in the blanket. Her erection had finally gone down, but that just meant her balls had grown even faster.
She spied a figure standing at the corner of the station, outside the lights, wearing a large trenchcoat. It turned to the side, revealing a second head that made Brooke gasp.
The girl turned both heads towards her, breaking into double smiles. "Brooke! You-"
"-finally came! It's-"
"-so great to meet you!"
She ran forward, pulling Brooke into a deep hug. Brooke leaned in for a kiss on the cheek to the blond head. Katrina poked the cheek of her brunette head.
Instead of a peck on the cheek, though, Katrina moved her mouth to catch Brooke in a deep tongue kiss. Brooke shuddered, feeling her cock pulse almost instantly and start to throb before she pulled away.
"What are you doing?!"
Katrina's brunette head grinned. "Saying hello, cutie. It's how we-"
"-muties do it. Come on, we're only a block-"
"-from here. You can meet-"
The final line was spoken in unison. Katrina seemed to not have great control of which head was speaking, with sentences jumping back and forth between the two or coming from both.
It was only as she began to walk away that Brooke noticed her three-legged gait. Her legs moved forward in a back-and-forth order, middle, left, middle, right, middle. Brooke had to practically jog to keep up with her, holding her boobs tightly under the blanket. "Did that take much getting used to?"
"Yeah, it took-"
"-me a while. For the first-"
"-couple of weeks I kept tripping over."
She giggled a stereo giggle. "I got used to two cunts right away, though!"
Brooke was uncomfortably aware of her reaction to Katrina talking like that, feeling the lurch in her groin muscles. "How do you deal with... you know, the urges? How do you stop yourself from just touching yourself all the time?"
Katrina's brows wrinkled. "I don't understand? Why-"
"-would you stop touching yourself?"
Brooke huffed, her balls bouncing off her legs as she tried to keep pace. "I mean, can't it- doesn't it go away? If you stop?"
The doublegirl laughed, a crystal-clear stereo mirth. "Oh, baby, no. It never-"
"-goes away. There's no "cure." We're-"
"-stuck like this."
She winked with her blond head. "Not that I mind."
That stopped Brooke dead, her nuts swinging forward with her momentum and her boobs bouncing. "You- you LIKE this?"
"Honey, you never realised?"
"I mean it was a shock, yeah, but-"
"-after I got used to it, I started-"
The idea that her friend enjoyed her condition had never occurred to Brooke. She knew Katrina had come to terms with it, and certainly enjoyed the sex, but just enjoying what she was? That was possible?
"How could you enjoy this? What's happened to us?"
"How could I not? I'm-"
"-hot, my body feels great. All the, like-"
"-questions you normally have about what you-"
"-should be doing and why just disappear."
She sighed, almost happily, speaking in unison. "I feel... free."
"Don't you miss your family? Your friends? Your life?!"
She shrugged. "This life is better. I'm-"
"-interesting. I'm a freak. I'm-"
Brooke couldn't deny that. She was still nursing a semi-hardon from Katrina's kiss earlier. Katrina pointed over toward a run-down building.
"Over there. We're squatting."
"There's power, and we get municipal wi-fi."
"Come on, I want you to meet the others."
Brooke climbed a few stairs and ladders behind Katrina, trying and failing not to look at the girl's triple-cheeked ass. She was fully hard by the time they got to the right room.
As abandoned as the rest of the building, it had been made cozy with blankets, pillows and light, carving out a large comfortable corner. Several laptops and a smartphone were plugged into a power strip that led out the door.
Two girls were on the cushion pile, one of them waving to Katrina as she walked back in. The other pouted sullenly.
The pouting one sat with her arms folded underneath her immense bust. It was even bigger than Brooke's, but appeared to be somehow perkier, standing out in almost perfect teardrops. They were so perky that they somehow only curved down to just the top of her stomach, where Brooke's enormous, more natural-looking mounds hung to her navel.
She was nude, but wreathed in a waterfall of wavy hair so blond it was nearly yellow, that cascaded on the cushions around her and would have hung nearly to the floor when she stood up, extending a foot out either side of her body.
Her face was perfectly, if thickly, made up, with dark eyeliner that made her eyes look huge and vapid and bright pink lipstick on her thick, plush lips. Brooke could just see behind the mass of her boobs that she had a tiny, pinched-in wasp waist.
The other girl was actually clothed, though her top appeared overstuffed and her skirt revealed a large tent and attempted to wrap around wide, curvaceous hips. Brooke realised her shirt was overstuffed because of the third breast nestled in it, and though her breasts weren't close to Brooke's own, let alone the other girl, they would have been called large on any conventional woman.
"Brooke, this is Soleil-" Katrina waved a hand at the clothed mutant, "-and this is Alex."
Soleil wandered into the bathroom, sweating. She'd been all ready that morning to head into the office and put the finishing touches on the Pandesky case, but she'd suddenly come down with a case of nausea.
By the time she'd reached the bathroom, though, the sickness had faded, but had been replaced with a burning heat all through her chest, focused on her (rather large, she was proud to say) breasts, as well as a similar heat in her groin.
She stripped off her suit jacket and her button-down shirt, revealing a utilitarian white bra. She could feel a strange tingling on her ribcage, right between her breasts. She poked there and gasped as her finger sank right down to the first knuckle in what should have been bone.
When she withdrew her finger, a small bump popped up along with it. As she looked on in shock, it swelled further, changing shape and spreading out until she could only describe it as an erect nipple.
She groaned as pressure built up in her breasts and behind her new nipple, along with a similar pressure through her hips and her pubic mound. She felt the pressure flare, and her boobs surged against the cups of her bra, the fabric of the straps creeping as titflesh swelled against the cups. At the same time, her tight pencil skirt tore down the sides as her hips suddenly widened several inches.
The pressure was especially bad in the centre of her chest, and even as her boobs expanded she could see the bump between them playing rapid catch-up until it wobbled and jostled for space in her already overstuffed bra. She reached back and unhooked it, letting out an involuntary moan as her heavy breasts fell free and slapped against her chest, including what could now only be described as her third tit. She touched its nipple and pitched forward, knees shaking as pleasure rocketed through her body. Her clit lurched hard, the pressure in her groin doubling behind it as she cupped and palmed her swelling, hypersensitive breasts.
Her clit suddenly tightened even more, her muscles straining hard. There was a slash of blinding pain through it and a sickening organic noise, and a large, misshapen bump began to rise up in the front of her skirt. Trembling, she reached a hand down and touched it, gasping as it throbbed.
It swelled further, straining at the already-ruined shreds of her skirt until they tore completely, allowing two thick thirteen-inch cocks to fall down and throb to full erection, holding up the remaining flap of her skirt.
Transfixed, she pushed the flap of fabric aside, peering over her expanded triple-bust to watch them throb. Still cupping one of her breasts with her left hand, she reached down and wrapped her right hand around the top shaft, taking in a sharp intake of breath as the pleasure flooded into her body.
She began to rub her hand around it, teasing into the ridge under the head with her fingers and stroking her nails lightly down the underside, making her shiver and gasp. Within minutes she was slowly stroking it, exulting in the sensation all the way up the lengthy shaft. It was the biggest cock she'd ever seen and she had two of them. She knew she should have been upset, even freaked out, but the sensations were too good.
She looked around, realising someone could walk into the bathroom at any moment, and ducked into a stall, her cocks bouncing as she moved. She felt underneath them, finding a swelling bump at the top of her pussy, just below her lower shaft. Her pussy suddenly felt full, like there was something inside her. Her muscles spasmed and, with her brow crinkling in confusion, she pushed.
An egg-sized mass popped out from under the lump, filling and stretching the skin around it and drawing a yelp from her The sensation grew again, and within minutes she'd pushed a second fleshy egg into the rapidly-swelling sac.
She went back to stroking herself, periodically groaning and pushing another mass out. After the first one, her cocks had begun leaking, pearly precum beading at the tips and dripping down the length of her shafts. She'd gripped and tugged her hand from the base to the top of her upper dick and been rewarded with a weighty glob of the stuff that dripped down over her hand, lubing the passage of her fingers.
She was a throbbing, hot, sloppy mess. The flow of precum didn't stop, and if anything only increased as she jerked her dick, ignoring the protesting throbs and the petulant dripping of her other shaft. I'll deal with you later!
Later, however, didn't seem forthcoming. She sat and tugged for what felt like ages, and though several times she felt it get tantalisingly close, each time the feelings receded, leaving only a belch of precum in its wake. She stopped, panting, realising that whatever she was doing wasn't working. In the interim, she grunted and squeezed out another testicle into her overstuffed scrotum, both shafts heralding the event by dripping more goo.
This isn't working. Maybe if I... She pulled her left hand from her tender breast and reached down to her lower dick, starting to pump it amateurishly as her right hand went back to work. The sensation from double-masturbation was nearly too much to bear, her hips bucking as moist gasps died in her throat.
Keeping up a rhythm on even a single cock with her dominant hand was hard enough under the onslaught, let alone jerking off two at once. She did her best but her efforts were fruitless, both cocks stuck in a cycle of coming close to orgasm and then fading, leaving nothing but a horrifying tease and another voluminous string of precum in its wake. It seemed that unless she got both cocks on the edge at the same time, she couldn't cum. She started to sob, her hands soaked in her pre, gliding up and down the slick shafts of her dicks in trembling staccato motions as she tried her hardest to finally bring herself off...
Katrina sprawled out on a pile of cushions, kicking off her shoes and stretching back, curling her toes. She motioned to Brooke.
"Sit down, make yourself at home, babe. We're here for one more night. I organised a Rebirth Bus to pick us up."
Brooke took a seat near Soleil, spreading her legs apart to allow her sack space between them. The action caught the girl's eye, and she winked. "Space issues, hey?"
Brooke flushed. "Uh, yeah."
Soleil gave her a friendly punch to the shoulder. "Don't be embarrassed. We're all freaks here. How many do you have to fit down there?"
Brooke's brow crinkled. "Uh, two?"
Soleil sighed. "Lucky." She lifted up her skirt, spreading her legs a little further. Brooke gasped at the sight of her twin cocks and bulbous, misshapen scrotum. She girl reached down, palming her sack, and it was plainly obvious that the shape was because it contained a multitude of egg-sized testicles. Her cocks throbbed, and a fat wad of precum belched from each of the tips, rolling down the shafts.
"I've got twelve of them, I think. I don't know for certain. They're, like, always working overtime as well, so I pretty much constantly leak."
She sighed again. "The worst part? I'm leaking and horny all the time but unless both my dicks get off at once, I can never cum. That makes it really hard to masturbate."
Brooke flushed hard, turning her head away. She'd found herself becoming transfixed by the sight of Soleil's mutant genitalia, feeling the stirrings in her own cock. She heard the girl giggle. "Oh, it's nothing you haven't seen befo- uh, okay, maybe it is, but don't worry. We're all friends here."
Katrina chimed in. "In Rebirth, people walk around naked all the time. They-"
"-say hello with kissing and sex is, like, just something you do as friends."
"Gross." That was Alex. "There are probably penises everywhere."
"I hope so!" Both of Katrina's heads smiled. "I like dicks."
The bimbo girl sneered, or at least tried; her vapid expression made it look more like she'd accidentally stepped in a puddle. "Weren't you a fuckin' guy before?"
"So? Doesn't really matter after-"
"-you mutate. It fucks with everything, your-"
"-sexual preferences included. It was weird-"
"-at first but at some point you just have to-"
"-accept that you're into penis."
Alex sniffed. "Fuck that. Nope. The mutation hasn't changed my head, no matter what else it's done to me."
Soleil looked thoughtful, laid back with her skirt still hiked up and her cocks periodically disgorging a glob of precum into a puddle under her ass. "Do guy and girl even mean anything any more to us? I've got two cocks and a vagina. Katrina's got two pussies. Brooke's got-"
She looked over meaningfully, and Brooke flushed even harder. Katrina chimed in. "Just the cock."
"Okay. And she started out a girl, even. So, what does it all mean? Is she a guy now? What if she had a pussy? Does that change it? Aren't we all just basically mutants now?"
"I'm a woman, and I like other women. Simple as that. I'm not weak enough to have that dictated to me by some disease."
Katrina laughed. "Except for the part where you're a walking bimbo fuckhole gagging for dick twenty-four-seven."
Alex growled, rolling forward on her enormous shelf of an ass. Brooke could see thick strands of pussy lube following her. She'd been stewing in her own juices. "You fucking cunt! How dare yo-"
She stopped, wide-eyed. Katrina, grinning evilly, had turned her heads inwards and locked lips, drawing herself into a deep, passionate kiss. Her hands crossed her body, her lower-left hand dropping to her right pussy and her upper-left cupping her lower-right breast. Her right hands both moved to a breast.
The three remaining girls sat in stunned silence as Katrina engaged in a one-woman lesbian makeout session. Her hand rubbed in rapid circles around her pussy, Brooke realising that each of her mounds came equipped with two clitorises side-by-side. She moaned, one of her faces breaking off the kiss to start panting as the other side of her body went on the offensive, rubbing its pussy hard and practically mauling its bountiful breasts. Brooke wasn't sure if Katrina even realised what was happening, but she seemed to be falling into a dom-sub relationship with her own body, the blond head taking the initiative as the dark-haired head whined in pleasure.
Brooke heard a choking noise and looked to the side as Alex pitched forward onto her hands and knees, her hips gyrating. Alex looked at her with teary eyes, making another choking noise. Her mouth opened and Brooke gasped as a large penis slowly pushed out from behind her plump, pink lips, and then pulled back in. She let out a deep, muffled moan and there was a slick noise, her legs spreading apart. She heard it again and again, each one accompanied by a thrust of the pneumatic mutant's hips, and Brooke realised she was being fucked from the inside out.
Soleil stepped forward, slowly tugging on both of her cocks, spraying a small spurt of precum in front of her. "That's the other part of her mutation. She waits too long or gets too horny without sticking something inside her? Her body basically rapes itself. Her mouth and both of her pussies."
Brooke's quizzical look made her go on. "She's got a second pussy between her ass cheeks. Surprised she got away without one instead of her mouth, as well."
The cocks had picked up speed, leaving the writhing girl being savagely, mercilessly fucked by rapid, pounding thrusts. Brooke knew she was in distress, but on the other hand watching Alex's massive tits swing back and forth, watching her round ass gyrate as each pair of thrusts ravaged her pussies, had Brooke at full mast.
Soleil knelt down behind Alex, biting her lip, positioning the tips of her cocks at both of Alex's holes. She thrust forward, groaning deeply.
"You- uhhh- see, if someone's-ugh- filling a hole, she doesn't fuck it herself."
She began to thrust slowly, her hands running across the the curve of the girl's ass, her three tits heaving with each roll of her hips. Alex squealed around the dick in her mouth, her eyes rolling as a massive orgasm wracked her body. Brooke's cock lurched hard, making her gasp in pleasure. Her balls were tight and aching, and she could tell she was going to have to drain soon. Despite the fact that two of the mutants were fucking in front of her, though, she still didn't want to reveal herself, blushing furiously and trying to push down her erection.
Transfixed by the sight of copulation in front of her, she didn't notice Katrina walking over to her until she felt her skirt sliding up her legs. She squealed, kicking her legs lightly, but Katrina grabbed her ankles with her lower arms, still lifting the skirt up.
"Oh come on, Brooke, you don't meet three new mutants-"
"-and slink off to masturbate. Besides, what am I supposed to do?"
She flipped the skirt over, unveiling the fat, pulsing shaft. She licked both sets of lips, moving her hands to the bottom of the shaft and starting to tug.
"You've such a big, sexy fucking cock."
"It's not the biggest I've ever seen but-"
"-it's just right. I don't need you to have-"
"-a dick bigger than your body. This is perfect."
She shifted forward, letting go of Brooke's legs as she stopped struggling. Katrina pushed her upper boobs together, wrapping them around the upper half of Brooke's dick, her lower arms still slowly pumping the shaft. She licked her lips and leaned forward, her boobs sliding down Brooke's cock to allow the rest of it to project up between her heads.
They turned inwards again, showing off her amazing flexibility, and started to lick and plant sucking kisses up either side of Brooke's cock. Her right head, the blonde, stretched her mouth wide to fit the tip in, staring straight into Brooke's eyes as she sucked, while the brunette kept licking up the underside and mewling in pleasure.
Brooke nearly blacked out. The sensations shuddering from every inch of her oversized dick were like nothing she'd ever felt before. Katrina's mutant body and her own immense size created the possibility of a full-body experience unimaginable by regular people. The heads began switching off, the blonde moving off to start licking the underside while the brunette teased the tip with her tongue. One of Katrina's lower hands slid down and began to gently cup and caress Brooke's balls.
"These must be so full. How long has it been for you?"
Stuffed full of cock, the other head stopped trading off speaking. Katrina grinned at the writhing dickgirl, still gently fondling her nuts while one hand rubbed up and down the bottom of her cock and the top hands kept pressing her upper set of breasts against the shaft.
Brooke moaned, and Katrina took the opportunity to pop her mouth off the end and push forward, levering Brooke's cock into her own mouth. Brooke's eyes went wide in sudden surprise, and Katrina lifted her arms up to press all four breasts around the shaft and slide them down so her heads were level with Brooke's breasts, taking a nipple into each mouth.
The combined sensation of a triple titfuck, sucking herself off and having both her nipples sucked on at once was too much, and within a couple of minutes she moaned into her cockhead, her abdominals tensing, and then her eyes going wide as a load of cum forced its way up the length of her shaft and exploded into her mouth.
She choked on the first and second loads, her cock finally leaving her mouth at the third shot taking an overstuffed mouthful of jizz with it. Katrina laughed, milking more hard shots out of Brooke's cock with her breasts, until she sat back and just slowly pumped with each crippling spasm through Brooke's body.
While Brooke was cumming, Soleil finally grunted, grabbing hard onto Alex's ass cheeks and bucking as she deposited a hard double load into the girl's twin pussies, falling back and sighing with strings of cum trailing to her dicks. Alex slumped forward, dazed in the afterglow of dozens of rapid-fire orgasms.
Soleil looked over at Brooke, writhing on the bed of cushions as she shot off again and again, and purred, watching the sight with interest.
"Wow. When does she stop?"
Katrina smiled, giving Brooke's cock a hard pump with her next shot, making the girl shriek and cum extra-hard. "Like ten or fifteen minutes. She-"
"-doesn't stop until her balls are drained."
"Wow." Soleil grimaced, her cocks lurching back to erection, two more huge globs of precum oozing from them to slide down the shafts. "I wish I could drain all my balls at once."
"Even if it-"
"-took you hours?"
The pair watched Brooke scream and sob for a moment, clutching the cushions and humping her hips into the air, the lengthy pole of her dick shaking strands of cum across the room.
"Uh, yeah? I'd trade with any of you in a heartbeat." She looked over at Alex, slumped forward on the pillowy mass of her tits, still shivering with residual orgasms. "Well, uh, maybe not her. At least she can still satisfy herself, though."
Katrina smirked, gently rubbing a few of her nipples. "Yeah I think I got the best deal-"
"-out of this. I don't know if you're better off-"
"-than Brooke, though." The girl was crying now, wracking sobs that coincided with each burst of spunk from the end of her gigantic dick. "How would you ever-"
"-get used to that?"
Soleil shrugged, running her hand up one of her cocks to clean off a layer of pre, flicking it off onto the floor with a wet slap and shuddering with the sensation as both her cocks lurched. "Am I ever going to get used to this?"
"Heh, probably not. We're-"
"all fucked, aren't we?"
"Amen, sister." Soleil looked across Katrina's body, her four erect nipples and the flush of her cheeks, and particularly the moisture across her twin pussies. "Speaking of fucked, uh, are you up for it?"
"Thought you were never-"
"-going to ask."
She crawled over, swinging one set of legs over Soleil and sinking down onto a cock with a groan of relief. Soleil gasped, shaking her head.
"No, no, not just one-"
Katrina placed a finger on the girl's lips. "Shh. Let me-ugh-"
"-sort it out."
She wrapped one hand around Soleil's upper cock. Another snaked behind her, under her wide ass, to lift up Soleil's overstuffed scrotum and sink a finger or two into her pussy. She bit her lip in concentration, moving another hand up to Soleil's triple bust, and finally positioned the last one down at her empty pussy. She began a complicated dance of stimulation, lifting and grinding her hips, jerking, fingering and rubbing, while her lover writhed underneath her.
Alex stirred as her stomach churned in pain, blinking the sleep out of her eyes, smacking her lips at the taste of stale booze and cigarettes. The lithe little blonde with the undershave in the bed next to her turned over, but didn't wake up.
What a night. It was always fun breaking in a new dyke. She'd been beginning to despair of finding anyone, especially after the first person she'd sidled up to at the bar had turned out to be a fucking tranny.
She pulled on an old, loose tank top and a pair of jeans, and stepped over a pile of newsletters, emblazoned with a large fist atop a circle and cross. She had to remember to bring the rest to the meeting tonight so they could go postering around the campus. It was hard, getting a radfem group started up a small-town college, but somehow the difficulty improved the fun.
She stared at herself in the bathroom mirror. Her buzz cut was beginning to grow out a little. She might get it coloured this time. As she got a glass of water from the sink, her stomach churned with another sudden bout of nausea. Jesus, what a fucker of a hangover. I didn't drink THAT much, did I?
She flopped down on the sharehouse couch, fighting down the urge to throw up. She felt clammy and shivery, but with a strange heat flooding through her core and out to her chest and hips, and also through her face. She wiped cold sweat off her forehead and ran her fingers down her face, and stopped as she felt a burst of sensitivity from her lips.
Are they... She touched her upper lip gently. Are they swollen? Am I having an allergic reaction or something?
She ran her tongue across them and shivered lightly. She soon realised that her nipples were erect, the tips of her tiny tits showing up through her tank top. As she lifted an arm to brush over one, she felt a prickle all throughout her armpit, soon realising a bunch of her flourishing armpit hair had fallen out. She also felt a twinge in her clit, and a hot, sticky sensation of arousal.
What the fuck is going on? There was a flood of pressure behind her breasts, and she could swear she saw them swell behind her top, the nipples pressing even more heavily into her shirt. She stepped back and groaned at the tightness of her jeans around her ass.
She stumbled back in to the bedroom, gritting her teeth at the pull of the fabric across her skinny butt. Her playmate from last night was awake by now. "Hey, uhh-"
She looked at Alex levelly for a moment. "Cody."
"Right, Cody. Uh, do I look different to you this morning?"
She shrugged. "I dunno, I was fucking wasted. Uh... Are you wearing makeup?"
"What?!" She sprinted back in to the mirror, uncomfortably aware of her chest bouncing. Her eyes had formed a dark outline, her skin clearing of its pockmarks. Her lips were truly pouty now, and seemed to be slowly turning a brighter shade of pink.
"What the FUCK?!" Her hair had joined in, easily an inch long now. Where before it was a mousy auburn, the new growth was a spun-gold blond. Her new tits surged forward with a swell of pressure, soon joined by her ass, straining so hard against her jeans that they creaked when she moved. They also sported a tremendous wet patch at the front.
Back in the bedroom, Cody was browsing her phone, and looked up when Alex stumbled back in. "Are you trying a new look? It's really femme, but, uh, I'm not sure how into it I am? Honestly I kind of only got into it last night because of how much you looked like a guy..."
"No, uh, Cody! Something's happening to me! Look at these!" She thrust out her chest, uncomfortably aware of them actively swaying and jiggling to a stop. "I'm growing fucking tits! This isn't just a new look!"
Cody's brow wrinkled as her thumb swiped down her phone. "What? That's ridiculous. You're probably bloated or something from last night. Maybe you should go to the doct- haha, a friend of mine on Facebook is saying he's turning into a girl. And, um, there's a related news article..."
Alex snatched the phone from Cody, tapping it to open the news article. She realised her normally short, chewed-down fingernails were half an inch long now as one of them tapped the screen before her fingertip. She fanned out her fingers, open-mouthed, before looking back at the article.
"Unbelievable stories of bizarre transformations are flooding international news networks... No scientific explanation... Disturbing and sexual..."
She subconsciously pushed a lock of sweat-streaked golden hair from her face, then stopped, realising her hair was already long enough to reach her eyes. The pressure had redoubled in her tits and ass. Itching need was building rapidly in her pussy.
"Fuck! Look at my tits, they're, like, C-cups!" She dropped the phone to the bed, hefting her new mounds, easily filling her hands.
"C-cups? Have you ever bought a bra that wasn't a training bra? They're at least double-Ds, maybe even Es."
"Fuck!" Her loose tank top was no longer even coming close to hiding the bulk of her new tits, and when she turned around to head back into the bathroom she squealed as her jeans, now impossibly tight, shredded down the sides to make room for her globular rump. Worse still was the feeling of the fabric tight along her pussy, like that had swollen as well.
"Cody! Call a fucking doctor or something! Jesus!" She could feel her lips smack together, each contact sending a bolt of pleasure to her overworked snatch, along with every motion of her bloated boobs.
"What's a doctor going to do?" Cody was browsing her phone again, looking up what she could about the condition. "It says they can't do anything about it, so just make yourself comfortable and wait it out?"
Alex groaned, falling back on the bed and lifting her ass so she could try and struggle out of what was left of her jeans. Her boobs slid down her chest with a hefty weight, and, after she managed to pull the sides of her jeans together long enough to unhook the fly, she managed to slide them down across her hips and kick them off onto the floor, revealing the vast expanse of her new hips and thighs.
Her pussy was soaked through, juices leaking out onto the sheets, and was completely bald as well. Most horribly, her clitoris seemed to have disappeared, leaving nothing but smooth lips. It still practically ached to be played with, and before long Alex had a hand working away inside her pussy, the other reaching up to cup and pinch the enormous nipple tipping one of her still-growing breasts.
"Yeah. uh, it also says that an overcharged libido is a common side effect."
Alex drew in a rattling gasp as her body continued to swell out of control. Her hair was past her shoulders by now, her lips felt slick and glossy. She felt a bizarre writing sensation from between her ass cheeks, and when she clenched her muscles felt another sudden burst of pleasure. The rubbing felt good, but at the same time, she couldn't feel herself really getting any closer to climax.
"You look completely different. It's really freaky."
Alex moaned in response. She spread her legs, feeling sticky strands of juice separating both her thighs... and her ass cheeks? The confusion overpowered her lust for a moment, letting her dip her hand down from her pussy. It felt warm and wet, full of fleshy folds. It almost felt like another vagina had replaced her asshole.
She sobbed. Her boobs were truly massive now, but somehow still perfectly perky, with huge throbbing nipples that begged to be sucked. Her waist had pulled in, thinner than her already-skinny midriff had been before. Each of her hips and ass cheeks were practically the size of a basketball, wide and round. Her hair had fanned out as it grew, now reaching past the small of her back.
She looked over at Cody with thick, dark eyelashes, tears rolling down perfectly-rouged cheeks. "I can't even cum! How could this get any fucking wor-guk?!"
She choked. She tried to swallow, but she seemed to involuntarily choke again. She shifted her thighs, feeling something writhing inside her body. Her eyes unfocused for a moment, and Cody gasped as she saw Alex's throat ripple. Another brief moment of discomfort, another choking noise, and Alex's mouth flew open. Cody screamed as she realised the fat tip of a thick dick had pushed its way out, Alex's lips sealing around it subconsciously before it pulled itself back in.
Alex spread her legs, her screams muffled by the cock in her mouth as two more pushed their way out from the inside of her pussies, extending out about an inch past her lips and then sliding back in. They started out slowly at first, but within less than a minute were pistoning in and out of her body with savage force, her hips actually shaking back and forth with the motion, while the one in her mouth mercilessly throatfucked her.
She flailed over on the bed, looking Cody in the eyes with cold fear. Her tits sloshed back and forth gelatinously as her body writhed, reaching out for the girl who pulled herself back up against the wall, quivering.
"I can't deal with this, Alex. I signed up for a one-night stand, not this shit."
Alex sobbed, too wracked by the cocks reaming her to even soundlessly beg, just collapsing onto the bed until the penises finally gave up, countless unwanted orgasms later. Her hair fanned out across the bed in golden waves. Her boobs quivered with the slightest motion, twinging her pussy. She didn't even need to look in the mirror to know her face had completed its transition to a pouty, overstuffed parody of femininity with thick cocksucking lips and whorish makeup. She could already feel the heat building in her pussies again...
Sunlight filtered through the dirty windows of the building. The four mutants were sprawled out in varying states of dishevelment. Soleil snored, spooning with Alex, their juices pooling between them as Soleil's erect cocks disgorged their load and Alex leaked from both of her vaginas. Brooke lay where she had passed out at the end of her orgasm. Katrina slept fitfully, occasionally wrapping her arms around herself and subconsciously playing with the opposite side of her body.
Brooke was the first to wake up, groaning at the ache in her balls and the pulse of her steel-hard erection under a soft blanket. Her morning wood was the worst, carrying the entirety of her pent-up bounty from the night. She was unusually sore today, and realised that she must have slept for far longer than usual.
She shifted forward, realising how far she'd spread her legs, feeling her balls jostle and bump against each other and her thighs. She didn't want to drain; after passing out in the middle of an orgasm, she felt like she'd only just finished the torturous process of cumming, but she knew it was only going to get worse if she left it alone.
Her mind immediately went to planning; to listening out for sounds and evaluating when she could find uninterrupted time in the bathroom. She had a brief moment of panic over the fact that she overslept and wouldn't be able to find private time until far later that night, swelling the whole time, until she remembered that she wasn't at home any more. None of her current roommates were going to scream at her or call her a devil whore for doing what she needed to do to stay sane and healthy.
It was very liberating. All she needed to do was convince herself it was liberating. The hairs on the back of her neck prickled and her face flushed with shame, and all she wanted to do was roll over and hide it until she could find somewhere private. Under the blanket, she pulled her dick down against her body, stifling a moan as it bucked against her grip. Of course, that just brought it down level with her mouth, the thick head bumping against her chin, her mouth involuntarily watering.
She pulled deeper under the blanket, closing her eyes and stretching her mouth out around the head, suckling lightly as one of her hands left the shaft to sink down, cupping and caressing her swollen testicles. She moaned into it, swirling her tongue around the head, her remaining hand on the shaft pumping as well as it was able. The apprehension was always the worst, and distracted her from bringing herself off as effectively; intellectually she knew she had to cum, but the thought of another of her torturous cumshots made her trigger-shy as she felt herself begin to approach it.
Her private struggle was suddenly interrupted when the blanket was thrown off her, Katrina's grinning faces filling her vision. "Hey! I told you, no playing with yourself! Get that out of your mouth, I've got somewhere you need to put it."
She looked over, and realised Soleil was fucking Alex again. Katrina pulled her up, her cock falling out of her mouth with a pop, and shepherded her over in front of Alex, predictably bent over on all fours so Soleil had full access to both of her holes. Katrina grabbed Brooke's dick, giving it a quick kiss on the end, and lined it up with Alex's mouth.
"Katrina, i-it won't fit!"
"Yes it will. Trust me." Alex moaned as the tip brushed her plump lips, smacking them together around the cock thrusting out from her own throat. It retreated, leaving her mouth empty and watering. Katrina giggled and pulled Brooke forward, shoving several inches of the girl's dick into Alex's mouth.
Katrina moved around behind Brooke, wrapping a pair of her arms around to sink into Brooke's pillowy breasts, the other taking place on either hip. She walked forward, shoving Brooke slowly into Alex, inch after inch gradually disappearing down her throat. Brooke whined, her body flooding with pleasure, her cock lurching hard against its warm prison and her nipples pulsing with need as Katrina's hands mauled her soft flesh.
Before too long, though, she was thrusting without Katrina's encouragement, letting Katrina move her hands down to play with her twin pussies. Alex had cum many times over, squealing with each thrust of Brooke's gargantuan dick and Soleil's twin shafts.
Soleil was the next to cum, her hips shaking and her face falling into a slack rictus as she shoved up against Alex's ass, twitching with each load of cum she dumped into the girl. Brooke came soon after, her orgasm taking her by surprise in the middle of her single-minded focus on stretching out Alex's lips.
To her shock, Alex didn't move away, purring madly as Brooke shot load after load deep into her stomach. Eventually, though, she started to choke, and was forced to pull away, a flood of thick cum falling from her mouth as Brooke continued to shoot. Alex writhed in the hot shower, feeling it run down her face and across her outsized breasts.
Katrina moved away and let Brooke fall back on her ass, her balls bouncing painfully off the floor as she screamed with more crippling cumshots. Katrina moved over to Soleil, panting on a pile of cushions, her dicks having rallied back to full precum-belching erection. She turned sideways, planting her middle leg between the two shafts, spreading her other legs to make passage for them. With a rattling moan, she sank down onto them, grabbing her breasts and beginning to bounce.
Brooke was still shooting by the time Katrina brought herself off, humping on Soleil until she came as well. The remaining three girls began packing up around Brooke, pulling all their things together into bags and sacks as she humped and writhed. They didn't bother cleaning up any of the mess, electing to leave the tremendous piles of cooling cum and other juices for someone else to worry about.
Brooke finally came down from her orgasmic high, her dick weakly squeezing out the last few loads of cum to roll gently down the length of the shaft. Katrina leaned down to help her milk the remnants out, gleefully slurping it up as she did.
By the time they had finished, a loud horn sounded from outside. Katrina hurried Brooke along, pulling her up and smoothing her down, then getting behind her and shoving her out of the room with the rest of the mutants, down to the street below.
A small bus sat idling outside. Gleaming white, the side emblazoned with a corporate logo and the word REBIRTH. Katrina threw Brooke's bag into the luggage compartment underneath, motioning for the girl to step on. Brooke took one last look back in the direction of her hometown. Almost to remind her why she left, her cock slapped gently against her thighs. She sighed, stepping on the bus to greet her new life.