Chicks With D!cks

"You don't want to see it, trust me," he suggested.

"Why, is it bad? Is it ugly?" Zarina leaned forward and craned her neck even more to try to see, but to no avail. Her pregnant belly was just too big. "I need to go to the hospital or something Please, let's go!"

"Okay, okay," Anthony agreed and he hiked his pants back on.

Zarina stepped forward to grab her pants, and felt her hefty penis roll and rock lazily from side to side and her sensitive nuts swing against her thighs. "Jeez, it's so heavy!" She complained. After a few uncomfortable steps, she paused in horror as it dawned on her. "Babe... how big am I?" She asked, looking toward Anthony.

He only shrugged.

"It's BIG isn't it?"

Anthony nodded sadly. "Let's just say you're very well endowed."

Then Zarina's phone rang. It was Erica.

Erica's grief stricken wailing was nearly deafening on the other end of the line. Zarina could barely understand her behind her hysterical cries.

"Calm down, Erica. What happened?" Zarina asked.

"I have a fucking cock! Oh God, I have a cock, I have a cock, I'm a man-woman, a he-she abomination! I'm a freak of fucking nature!"

Zarina gasped. "You too?!" She looked to Anthony who scrunched his eyebrows in confusion.

"Is it Erica?" He asked. Zarina nodded.

"What do you mean? You... you-" Erica snivled.

"I mean, I grew one, too. Just now. Anthony and I were going to go to the hospital."

"What's happening, Zarina?" Erica asked in a hushed tone.

"I don't know," Zarina responded. "But we should probably figure it out because my due date is coming up!"

"Can you please come here before I lose my mind? I will call Ali, too. She will know what to do," Erica pleaded.

"Okay, fine. But after that we should consider going to see a doctor."

Zarina readied herself to leave.

"You're really going to Erica's right now?" Anthony asked.

"Yes, she needs me."

Anthony ran both hands down his face in exasperation. "It happened to her, too, I gather?"

Zarina nodded and began slipping up her panties that left her feeling pinched and disheveled down below. "Babe, can you help me?" She turned to her boyfriend. Anthony could hardly stand to see his pregnant girlfriend with her lengthy cock tangled in her underwear and furry testicles each the size of a tangerine hanging out the sides. In spite of his disgust, Anthony gritted his teeth and carefully removed the too-small underwear from her parts.

"You should probably go commando, babe," he suggested. "I'd give you a pair of my underwear but I'm not so sure that you would fit in those either."

Zarina gulped. Even her husband's underwear would be too small? Just how big am I? She wondered, but decided she was better off without the details. It was enough just to feel the weight and tug of it all.

Anthony graciously went upstairs to find something more comfortable for his girlfriend. He came back down with a stretchy striped skirt, one of many that Zarina had collected from the maternity section. It was loose and flowing, and she was far more comfortable than she would be wearing women's underwear, but the feeling of her parts knocking around in it as she walked was unnerving.

"How does it look?" She asked, cradling her baby bump. Anthony looked her up and down, trying not to let his eyes linger on the clearly visible bulge between her legs.

"It looks good, sweetie," he smiled.

Zarina hopped in her car and drove across town to Erica's.

Chapter Three:

When she opened the door, she found the blonde bombshell sitting on the couch in a lacy black bra and fishnet tights. It was a look that would have had even the most prudish of men drooling, if it weren't for her spread apart legs revealing her penis and balls that were hanging out, dangling over the edge of the couch cushion.

Her tears had mucked up her makeup and she looked worse than Zarina had ever seen her. Beside her sat Ali who glanced up at Zarina as she walked in. She was patting Erica's shoulder sympathetically, but her eyes were wide with worry.

Zarina headed for the recliner across from her friends on the couch, walking slowly and cautiously with each step. She took note of Erica's size. Her penis had to be at least 6 inches as it dangled there with a pair of egg-sized balls underneath. Zarina couldn't help but wonder how her own penis compared. When she sat down she tried to squat and open her own legs to prevent sitting on her nuts. When she successfully adjusted and gave her parts room to breathe, she looked toward her friends and sighed.

"Thank you for coming," Zarina sobbed. "I just... I don't know what to do!"

"It's not just you two," Ali said.

"What? So you know what's happening?" Zarina asked.

Ali nodded. "I saw it come up on the news tonight. All women who have had anal sex in the last few hours have grown a penis."

It suddenly clicked for both Erica and Zarina.

"Anthony and I wanted to spice things up in the bedroom, like you said, Erica. It only took one thrust before..." Zarina exhaled deeply reminded of the moment of searing pain, the squat, the push, the transformation of her pussy and clitoris.

Erica was jolted back to the birth of her new parts as well. "I was having hot sex with Cameron when this fat thing started slapping around between my legs!" She said, gesturing to her dick.

"They assume the phenomenon will continue," Ali explained, "so women are being told to refrain from having anal sex."

"Well, now anal is my only option!" Erica threw her hands in the air. "Unless I want to stick this thing in a hole which absolutely will never happen!"

"But why? Is it supposed to be some sick joke from the universe?" Zarina shook her head. "I don't understand."

"Neither does anyone else," Ali said. "But your testicles obviously produce

testosterone so your bodies are apt to change in other ways, too. Facial hair, body hair, your voices will drop, your penises could get bigger."

"So I am becoming a man!" Erica sobbed. "There has to be a way to stop this, to reverse it, anything!"

"Castration?" Ali suggested in a shaking voice. The suggestion made even her want to throw up, and it made Erica cry all the more.

"I want my vagina back," Erica said. "I'll do anything!"

"I'm really sorry, guys. I can't imagine how awful this is," Ali felt tears pricking at her eyes.

"I'm only worried about how my baby will be born now." Zarina sighed as she rubbed her rotund belly. "And how Anthony will handle having a girlfriend with a penis. Everyone is going to think he's gay."

"It's getting late, guys. I really should be getting home, I have studying to do." Ali stood to leave. "Let me know if you need anything else. Please, just call." She leaned down to hug Erica, and then Zarina who gave her a reluctant smile before she left.

The streetlights glowed orange overhead and Ali fumbled with her keys before she finally managed to unlock the front door of her townhouse. When she did, she flicked on the light and found that she wasn't alone. Maggie was standing there in her living room, peering ominously with her hands behind her back.

"What the hell are you doing here? How did you...?" Ali glanced around the room to find where the intruder may have broken in, but she saw no evidence of a forced entry - just the blowing drapes of an open window. She must have climbed through.

"I found Derrick's phone and I know he's been talking to you," Maggie sneered. Ali tried not to show her nerves, but she was small and bookish, Maggie was tall and athletic. If there happened to be a tussle, she would be no match for Maggie.

"I mean, we talked, yeah. But it wasn't anything serious," Ali explained casually.

"He called you cute, you led him on. It's obvious what you intended to do. You were going to steal my man!"

"No, I wasn't!" Ali exclaimed, then she crossed her arms. "You and him weren't going to last anyway."

"Oh really?" Maggie laughed. "You're going to eat those words, bitch!" She charged forward so quickly that Ali barely had time to react. She could only hold up her hands in protection before she was wrestled to the floor.

With arms and legs flailing wildly she struck with all her strength, hoping one of her blows would land. If any of them did land, none of them were enough to deter Maggie as she scrambled to get a grip on Ali's clothes. Within seconds she had grabbed hold of Ali's pants and pulled, dragging her across the floor and yanking down her pants and panties in the process.

"Stop!" Ali screamed. "Let GO!" She kicked hard toward Maggie but it was no use. The tall, muscular girl easily picked up Ali and slammed her ass-first into the floor. An intense pain seared through Ali's ass like a knife. She screamed and then whimpered, feeling strangely...full.

Maggie was standing proud and satisfied as her victim looked around confused, trying to figure out what just happened. Ali's hands went to her sore backside and she felt something hard beneath her butt cheeks. All at once she understood...she had been impaled on a dildo that was suctioned to the floor.

Ali groaned and tried to lean forward, but she was too weak and her head was spinning so fast that she couldn't lift herself off the dildo that was filling her asshole.

"You cunt!" Ali screamed as she gripped her buttcheeks in horror. She felt her asshole stretch and burn around the dildo as more pain pooled in her pelvis, deep in her vagina. She squeezed her eyes shut and cried out, overcome with the urge to bear down as if she was a laboring woman. Holding her breath, she pushed her chin to her chest and squeezed with all her might.

"That's it! Push, push, push!" Maggie cheered. Ali couldn't help but push, feeling her clitoris swell with every passing second.

"Bigger, bigger, yes! Beautiful!" Maggie giggled with glee.

At long last, Ali gasped for air and relaxed, trying to catch her breath. When the haze of pain dissipated, she looked down between her spread apart legs to find a monster cock, bigger than any she had ever seen or even heard of. It was laid out on the floor, stretching a good 15 inches, and it was as thick as her forearm.

"Look at that wiener!" Maggie laughed.

Before Ali could wrap her mind around what had just happened, the pain rose up in her again along with the unbearable need to push.

"Aaaargh!" She cried out as she held her breath and squeezed.

"Oh my God, it's a big one!" Maggie announced. "Keep pushing you almost got it out!"

Ali couldn't help but push! She breathed in and pushed some more until at long last, she birthed an enormous testicle as big as a cantaloupe. It popped out beneath her penis and rolled into place beside her shaft, but her ballsack was still loose and half empty.

"Wow, look at the size of it!" Maggie sneered.

Huffing and puffing and out of breath, Ali gave one more big squeeze and another huge testicle descended. It popped out next to the other one, leaving her with a sack that felt plump and full.

"This couldn't have turned out any better!" Maggie clapped her hands. "You're HUGE! And it's not even cute. Like, look at your ugly veins and your hairy nutsack! Ha!"

Ali did see it, and she recoiled from the sight in disgust. What's worse is she could feel it, too, as all her junk laid sprawled out on the floor. "You're going to pay for this, Maggie!" She cried.

"I'm afraid Derrick is straight, ladyboy, He isnt going to be interested in your sex situation." Maggie gestured broadly to Ali who was panting in pain and exhaustion, still full of silicone dildo. Tears began to run down her face. She hated her new parts and couldn't stand to look at them, but more importantly, she needed to gather her wits and escape from the dildo that had her sucked to the floor.

Ali planted her feet flat on the floor and leaned forward. Gradually she lifted herself up, inch by inch until her heavy testicles cleared the floor. They swung there between her legs, knocking against the base of the dildo still stuck in her ass, and she began to realize how burdensome it was going to be to carry them around everyday.

A few more inches of the dildo slid out and a few inches of her penis was lifted with her, although several more inches were still laid out bare on the floor.

"Need some help lifting your cock, shemale?" Maggie cackled. Ali tried to ignore her as she tried to stand from her low squat. She held her breath and grit her teeth, wondering just how much longer she had to go. Before she could free herself of the tip, her legs buckled and she sank back down again in exhaustion. Her nuts dropped back to the floor and when the dildo was back in the depths of her ass, she was met with a wave of pleasure that sent her body shuddering.

"Oh my, it looks like someone has a prostate, too! I've heard the medical checks for those aren't fun, but hey, since that's the only hole you've got now, maybe some pleasure can come of it." Maggie said. She crossed her arms and leaned against the wall as if she was getting herself comfortable to watch the show.

"Fuck you!" Ali cried. She tried again to stand, but the more she struggled, the more sexual pleasure she felt zing through her body.

"Keep fighting it," Maggie said. "You'll like it!"

"No, I won't! I'm going to get this out of me, I swear!" Ali cried out as she slowly lifted her ass off the dildo again. She groaned with the effort as the silicon slipped out and as she lifted her massive genitals with her, but fell once more pushing the dildo deep inside. Maggie continued to laugh at the spectacle.

"Oh, fffuck!" Ali moaned with the wave of stimulation. Something began to stir between her legs that jolted her away from the pleasure. "Fuck, what is that? What is that?!" She wailed and looked between her legs to find her monster cock growing before her eyes.

"You're getting hard, bitch! Your cock is reaching, reaching, stretching. Look at how desperate it is for a hole!"

"Gah, ah, no... fuck no!" Ali cried as her dick throbbed and pulsated sticking straight out, rigid between her legs with her fat ballsack resting on the floor beneath it, churning and churning... It felt so uncomfortably tight, so hot, so... dry. She was beginning to crave a hole, a wet hole to bury it in. Her hips thrust as she dry humped the air, whining and whimpering in desperation as tears flowed down her face, mingling with sweat. She didn't know what to do with her penis! It seemed so useless sticking out all ready for sex, but with nowhere to go.

"I think my work here is done, honestly. You can be driven mad by your new package and sexual appetite, and I'll ride off into the sunset with Derrick," Maggie smiled as Ali humped the air again and again. The dildo wiggled to and fro in her ass, rubbing her prostate.

"No, please. Help me off this thing!" Ali begged, overcome with her urges to thrust, to bury her dick somewhere, anywhere. "I'll do anything!"

But Maggie wasn't about to entertain the pleas of what would have been her boyfriend's mistress. She only snickered at the plight of the poor girl, or man, or whatever she was now. And with the slam of the front door. she left Ali alone to hump and thrust and thrust some more, without relief.

Chapter Four:

"I just don't know what I'm going to do, Zarina." Erica's tears had mostly stopped, and she managed to snuggle up under a throw blanket on the couch, trying to talk things through with her friend as the night wore on. "Having sex is like a hobby to me, it's like, most of my life."

"We will have to learn to adjust," Zarina said. Erica looked her way once, then did a double take and gasped.

"Zarina, your face! Oh my God, you have-!"

Zarina reached up to feel her face. Her cheeks and chin felt like sandpaper beneath her fingertips.

"A... a beard. M-my-my-" Zarina stammered then gulped down her fear. "My beard is coming in."

Erica felt her own face in a panic, but it was smooth as before. She breathed a sigh of relief, but Zarina was tense with worry. "It's like Ali said about the testosterone our balls are producing. Oof!" Zarina cringed and held a hand to her groin. "Yeah, actually my nuts are aching."

She pulled up her skirt to reveal her junk and Erica gasped. Zarina's dick was at least 10 inches long and her already bloated testicles were swelling up beneath it. The left one surged outward til it dwarfed the right one. "Ouch, what's going on?" Zarina tried to see over the edge of her belly, but it was no use. Her right teste now churned and blew up, matching the size of its twin. "Ow it hurts! How big am I, Erica? How big am I?!"

"Almost a foot long, but your balls are huge and getting bigger!" Erica answered, leaning forward to get a better look.

"Bigger?" Zarina winced. "No, no, please I don't want to get any bigger! Erica help me!"

Erica leapt up from the couch, feeling the tug of her own parts as she rushed to Zarina's side and knelt by the recliner, grabbing hold of her hand. She watched helplessly as Zarina's ballsack grew to enormous proportions. "Oh, they hurt!" She groaned until her testes finally settled. The girl's frantic breathing quickened as they waited for more growth, but the ache began to dissipate.

Erica peered between her friend's legs, eyeing her pendulous nuts that swung gently side to side, looking like a couple of over ripe mangoes. "I think they've stopped," she whispered.

"What if it happens again?" Erica asked, gripping tight onto Zarina's hand. "I'm already huge and Ali said our penises could get even bigger."

Erica was at a loss. She realized then that between the two of them, she actually got the better end of the deal having a dick only 6 inches flaccid and large but manageable egg sized testicles.

Zarina spread her legs wider and carefully shimmied her skirt back down as Erica returned to her spot on the couch beneath the throw blanket. "Anthony won't reject me, will he?" Zarina wondered.

"I just had a straight man walk out on me! I wouldn't put it past him," Erica said.

"But it's not gay for men to have sex with us because we're women." The word came out not in her usual feminine voice, but in a mannish baritone. Zarina's hand flew to cover her mouth in horror, keenly sensing the moustache growing on her upper lip. Her heart beat ramped up and she whimpered with fear, terrified of what might come out of her mouth if she spoke again.

"It's okay, Zarina, don't panic!" Erica said as she held out her hands, but her own heart was thumping wildly, wondering if she would be next. "It will be okay."

Zarina ceased her muffled whimpers and put her hand down. With a sense of resolve, she straightened up and cleared her voice.

"I meant to say-" she said then exhaled, relieved to hear her normal womanly voice. "I meant to say we aren't men." Again her voice slipped down and she let out a shriek. "Oh no! What's happening to me now?" She cried, her voice wavering in pitch. "I sound like..." she squeaked, then cried out as her voice slipped down and settled into an average male range. "I have a man voice," she pointed at her throat. "This is a man's voice!"

Erica just nodded in horror as tears poured down her friends face. She didn't want to tell Zarina how noticeable her new Adam's apple was, or how dark her beard looked.

"It has to be because you have bigger testicles," Erica mused. "You're flooding with testosterone. Mine are smaller, that means they don't produce as much, right?" She was still clinging to some hope that her changes would be less noticeable, or even non existent, unlike her big-balled well-endowed friend.

Zarina shook her head and wiped her face. "I don't know, honestly I just hope my baby is okay," she said in her manly voice as she caressed her bump.

Suddenly, Erica's phone rang. She pulled it off the coffee table. "Ali?" She looked to Zarina who only shrugged. With a tap of her manicured finger she answered.