The Curious Transformation of Mona

Story by cuteycindyhoney

TAGS for all chapters: Science fiction, Transformation-female to futa, invisibility, public masturbation, massive ejaculations, unsuspecting bukkake recipients, male on futa, futa on male, first time, blow-jobs, auto-fellatio, cum soaking, mild violence-invisible revenge on bully, cum inflation, ruining groceries.

"The Curious Transformation of Mona"

In 1951, Mona Smith was a normal healthy 16 year old orphan. Being the only teenage girl in an orphanage surrounded by very eager growing boys put her at risk for a serious potential problem. A decision was made to place her in a residential hotel until she was adopted or turned 18, whichever came first. Well, it was that change of address that caused the problem in Mona's life! Enjoying her new lack of curfew, Mona took a late night walk. When martians accidentally blast her with an unknown and powerful ray, her life turns upside-down! With temptation everywhere, Mona soon learns that becoming an invisible girl with a very demanding penis can lead to some really nerve wracking experiences!

By Honey Moon

Mona was an orphan. She had no idea if that had any relevance to her situation, but could not rule it out. Here she was, sixteen years old, according to the home's impeccably kept records, and a normal average girl in all outward appearances.

Normal was a relative thing. Since she had no relatives, she had no idea if what she was now experiencing was normal for someone of her unknown family tree. How could it be? She wasn't born this way. She would have noticed years ago! How could it be a trait she inherited? It couldn't possibly be a coincidence! It had to have something to do with her ordeal of last night!

Whatever the cause, no one would consider her current horrifying predicament to be normal. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, cringing at the slight creak of the old wooden floor. Lisa Gilbert looked around, and Mona froze. Her life flashed before her eyes when Lisa glanced her way. Not that it took long, with only memories of orphanage life to flash though. The humiliating secret she had woke up with this morning was now out in plain sight!

Surprisingly, Lisa turned back to the task at hand. Humming to herself, she began cleaning the blackboard. It was like she hadn't seen Mona. Lisa acted all the world like someone who hadn't just caught a glimpse of her bookish loner of a classmate, standing big as life in the middle of the classroom. It was as if she took absolutely no notice of the lanky slender naked girl with her mousy brown hair tied up in a rather off centered bun.

Mona threw her left arm over her perky breasts. It was too late, but the frightened girl had no wish to have Lisa notice just how firm her nipples had grown in the last few minutes.

Why wasn't Lisa screaming for the teacher? Mona bit her lip, trying not to let out a sound as she quivered in fear. Something else quivered. The shocking thing in her right hand twitched and pulsed. The obscene shaft of flesh seemed even harder than before!

The penis she had woke up with this morning didn't care if Lisa saw it or not. It jutted from her loins like a twelve inch bar of iron. The plum size orbs hanging in the purse like sack of soft hairless flesh seemed to snug up tighter to her body. It was as if her new boyish parts craved attention from her snooty classmate.

Mona silently cursed herself for the perverse thing she had done. The alarming presence under her clothes had grown quite hard while she sat in her accustomed place in the back of the class. Why had noticing how, well, top heavy Mrs. Anderson was, do that to her?

As usual, nobody took notice of her. There weren't even any snickering catty comments about her wearing the same dress she had worn to school yesterday. She sat and fidgeted in her seat, scared to death that someone would finally see the almost comical dress covered 'Big Top' towering up over her lap.

Mrs. Anderson hadn't even called her name in roll call. Instead of calling out 'Mona Smith', the teacher had sort of looked her way, and made a mark in her ledger.

When the class filed out at the ringing of the bell, Mona had stayed behind. For reasons she could not explain, she just had to get out of her clothes! After locking the classroom door and drawing the blinds, Mona unbuttoned her rather prim dress and slipped out of it. Folding it neatly, she had slipped it into her desk.

Undoing her brassiere, she had quickly folded it and put it with her dress. Kicking off her old scuffed saddle shoes, she tugged off her knee-high socks. The hopelessly stretched out underpants went next. Before long, she stood completely naked in the classroom.

Still thinking about lovely Mrs. Anderson, Mona firmly grasped the frightful organ. She didn't know why, but she burned with the need to, well, stroke it. Her hand moved timidly up and down the thick rigid shaft. It fe

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