The Ashland Incident

This is The Ashland Incident! It's long!

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Part One

Tags: Female to Dickgirl, Dickgirl on Female, Strange and Bizarre Growth

The Ashland Incident, Part One

Squeeshka

7 AM, Monday

“Fuck!”

Sara awoke in a sweat, her alarm clock blaring. She just had the strangest dream, but already forgot almost everything about it. Just that it was weird, and strangely sexual. She absent-mindedly gazed through the darkness of her room as her mind awoke. She couldn’t shake this strange erotic sensation. Something felt different. Something felt… stiff? Her gaze drifted downward.

“What the hell?!”

She quickly covered her mouth with both hands. Down at her crotch was a fully erect dick, complete with a set of balls.

“Shit, this is a fucked up dream.”

She pinched her cheek. Nothing. She pinched a little harder. Still nothing. She then lay a healthy smack clear across her face. No dice.

“What the fuck... what the fuck….” She repeated her mantra as she got into a better position to assess the situation. As she hung her head down over her addition, her long wavy brunette hair created a sort of veil.

Sara was concerned. For the first 18 years of her life she had gotten along just fine without male genitals. Why was this happening? For what seemed like forever, she just sat there staring at it, poking its little head out of her panties like it had always been there. She figured it was about six inches long, same as Josh. This was only the second time she’d seen a dick in person. The first one that wasn’t circumcised. The only sexual relationship she had been in was with Josh, and they never went very far. Sure, they would make out and mutually masturbate, but that was the extent of it. They had broken up over the summer.

Sara’s mind quickly snapped back to her current situation. She didn’t know what to do. Her dad would be in soon to make sure she was out of bed and getting ready for school. Still, her curiosity got the better of her. She slowly reached forward, as though she were afraid it would bite. She made contact and it jumped, causing her to snap her hand back with a gasp. She felt a number of emotions, fear and disgust being quite prevalent. To her horror, she realized that she was also pretty horny. She glanced over at the clock. There was no harm in… She touched it again. It was warm. She explored its shape with her hand. She slowly traced along the subtle veins hidden just under the smooth skin. Her breathing deepened, causing her b-cup breasts to rise and fall with a slow rhythm. After a brief pause she moved on to her balls. They felt so strange. Foreign. They seemed to be churning on their own accord. With as much inadvertent suspense as possible, she walked her fingers around to the backside of her ball sack. She felt around, cautiously at first with growing despera