Friends with Benefits: Lovely Laura the Futa Girl III

My best friend gave me a blowjob. My brain struggled to accept it. Sarah, the girl I’ve known my entire life and never once had a sexual feeling for just put my inexplicable girl penis in her mouth and did amazing things until she swallowed my cum. And she liked it! Sarah sat between my legs, staring rather sadly at my deflating penis. Awkwardly, I lowered my dress to cover myself. I could see Sarah better with my dress out of the way, and I found my eyes lingering on her perfectly shaped breasts as she licked her lips and composed herself. I pulled my dress up to cover my own breasts. I didn’t know what to say, “Uh, we should probably talk about this…”

Sarah looked at me deadpan, “How long until you’re hard again?”

“Jesus, Sarah,” I replied with an exasperated sigh. “What the hell is wrong with you?”

She stood up, her tits bouncing happily in my face as she did. An urge to pin her down and suck the rosy buds of those magnificent orbs welled up within me. A moment of awareness of her nakedness hit Sarah, but she shrugged and sat down on the couch rather than retrieving her top. “I can’t stop thinking about it. How are you not climbing a wall? I think sucking your dick made it worse.”

“What do you mean made it worse?” I asked, somewhat alarmed.

Sarah shrugged. “All morning, I’ve thought about sex. Not in a normal way either. If you’re normal, maybe you think about it for a second and then move on. If you’re super horny, you get yourself off and that’s supposed to put it off your mind altogether. I tried to get up and clean the house while I waited for you, but the longer I went without touching myself the more the thoughts started to bother me. I tried hiding my dildo so that I wouldn’t shove it into my pussy every other second. I don’t even like having it inside me most of the time. I use the vibration on the clit, but not today. Today I definitely wanted something inside me. I started thinking through every guy I’ve fooled around with and then every guy that I wanted to fool around with. I even picked up my phone to call one of them. Thank god I had the willpower to delete the number. It got worse after that. My skin would start to crawl like I was some kind of addict. So I figured the better alternative to drawing some random guy into this was to keep myself full. What about you?”

I didn’t like the sound of any of it. “No, I haven’t been feeling like that. I’ve been super horny, but I’m not having withdrawals.”

Sarah sighed, “The drug affected us differently. That’s pretty obvious at this point. You’re some kind of shemale now, and I may be a nymphomaniac. You’re not really a shemale though? What do they call a girl with a spontaneous dick?”

“I haven’t thought about it,” I replied. “I mean, we’re going to fix this. We’re going to make me normal again. I can’t live my life with a cock attached to me, Sarah.”

“Of course not,” she said, rather despondently. She grabbed her phone from nearby and started typing in it quickly. “But you do enjoy it don’t you? I mean, you seemed to enjoy it.”

I considered her question. “Yes, it did feel nice,” I said. “But this isn’t right. This isn’t how I’m supposed to be.”

“Futanari,” Sarah said, holding her phone up to my face. On it was a cartoon image of a girl with a massive cock pointed downward between her legs to a puddle of cum. The girl looked embarrassed but seemingly pleased with herself. I related more than I wanted to admit. Sarah snatched the phone back and started to scroll through other pictures, “Wow, apparently this is a thing.”

Again, Sarah’s eyes went a little bleary, and she focused intently on her phone. I watched her, curious as the haze of lust started to take her again. I sat only a few feet away, and yet her hand moved towards her crotch. “This stuff is hot,” she murmured. She let out a little gasp as she pushed a finger inside of herself.

“Sarah!” I barked and snatched her phone away.

She snapped out of it. “What? I was just looking at—”

“You were about to masturbate in front of me!”

“Is that off limits? I did just suck your cock.”

I stood up feeling the persistent reminder of our situation slap against my leg. “Great, you’ve lost your mind, and I have a dick. Twenty four hours ago we were normal girls who got embarrassed when one of us farted.”

Sarah stood up and followed me, “Look, Laura, I may have left out some of what the drug was supposed to do.” I looked at her sternly, anger boiling in my gut. “It wasn’t supposed to give you a dick,” she said, quickly, “but one of the effects is a heightened libido. I didn’t think it would be this much though. Maybe it’s temporary.”

I wanted to be angry with her. “You knew this would happen? You knew we’d become sex craven lunatics?” I tried to work up an argument, but I already knew the reason.

Sarah and I had been through puberty together in high school. My body developed when hers didn’t. She caught up later, but that wasn’t the only problem. When it came to sex, she was just ambivalent. I remember finding her laptop open and a search history entry of “asexual.” I asked her about it a while after that, and she confided that her lack of sex drive bothered her. She forced herself to fool around with boy, but it never excited her the way it did other girls. At one point, she even gave girls a shot, but to the same effect. It wasn’t something she wanted to accept. Sarah thought she was missing a piece of herself. Of course she wanted a pill that would give her that piece back. Shit, we both had our reasons. Little late to be sanctimonious.

“I’m sorry, Laura,” she said, meekly. “I didn’t know how it would work, but I just wanted to try.”

I shrugged, tempering my anger. “It’s ok. I understand. Is that all you know about the drug? Anything else?”

Sarah shook her head, “No. That’s it. Maria told me about it when we first started discussing the deal. She said to expect our bodies to change into that of a swimsuit model, and that we’d have the sex drive of a lonely teenage boy. I still have her number. Maybe she knows something else. I can text her and see if she’ll come by or we can meet her somewhere.”

I didn’t want to go back out in public with this thing between my legs, but learning more about the drug might be helpful. “Sure, can’t hurt to ask. I’d rather she meet us here though.”

Sarah tapped her foot. I avoided looking at her since she was still topless, and her bikini bottom did little to hide her substantial ass. “I need my phone back if you want me to do anything.”

I handed her back the device after closing the browser which still displayed huge dicked women having sex with other huge dicked women. She started clicking away at her message. The image stayed with me for a while, and I realized that I wasn’t disappointed Sarah didn’t have a dick just because I wanted someone to go through this with me, but because I wanted to be in her shoes. I wanted to be able to play with her girl cock or get fucked by it just like in those strange drawings. I looked at her body as she stood in profile, her attention fixed on the phone. I didn’t know how I could feel like this. An instinct in me drove me towards her, I wanted to feel her skin against mine. I wanted to run my hands over her breasts or grab hold of her hips while she wriggled down on my cock.

She caught me looking at her and said, “You can if you want to.”

“Sorry, what?”

She smiled, a soft and kind smile. Sarah was still my friend after all, and her beautiful smile comfored and reassured me. “I’ll have sex with you. You can put it inside of me. I want you to.”

My cock hardened again, and my pussy ached as well. The competing sex drives provided an interesting feeling, but at the moment, my male side dominated the fight. The gorgeous woman wearing only a tiny thong bikini had just offered herself to me. The idea drove everything else out of my head. I had to have her. I had to fuck my best friend.

I moved over to her in a rush. She threw her phone to the couch and brought me in for a deep kiss. Her tongue swirled around mine as we probed each other’s mouths. My cock pressed between us, smearing precum on the inside of my dress. Sarah reached under my dress to give it a playful squeeze. “How do you want to do it?” she whispered in my ear. “Missionary or doggy.”

I couldn’t answer her. Hormones completely clouded my brain and prohibited me from forming sentences. I helped her pull off my dress and threw it to the side. She quickly shimmied out of her remaining clothes, and I saw her completely naked for the first time since the change. Pussies had never even remotely appealed to me. I didn’t even care that much for my own. Yet something, like so many other things, had changed. The sight of Sarah’s smooth pussy lips glistening with arousal fascinated me, stoking my arousal. I wanted to dive into her tongue first, to finger her until she screamed, or to let her ride my face while I mauled her ass, but she had other plans.

Sarah pulled me back over to the couch. She sat down and scooted her ass to the very edge of the couch. I moved to sit down beside her, but she held me in place by grabbing my ass and positioning me where she wanted. She opened her legs wide, and I realized that I the pleasant cherry smell that had been driving me crazy since I entered the apartment originated at her pussy lips. I could smell how turned on she was. I inhaled deeply, and my cock throbbed with anticipation. My cock hovered just a few inches above her smooth, wet lips. She gripped the shaft and angled it downward. I couldn’t feel much, just the head rubbing back and forth along the length of her slit, but it still drove me wild. I had to restrain myself from slamming into her with all my might.

With my cock head now wet with a mix of her juices and my precum, she positioned it at the entrance to her pussy and started to pull on my ass as her legs wrapped around my back. I couldn’t believe it. I was about to lose my virginity as a dickgirl and to none other than Sarah. My cock pushed past her opening and started to slowly sink into her depths. I immediately understood why sex dominated so much of the male mind. I knew the feeling of pussy warmth around my fingers from my own masturbatory sessions, but feeling that same warmth around my cock changed my whole outlook on pleasure. Her pussy was a soft sheath of pure wet heat designed specifically to pleasure a cock. I shuddered with desire as I bottomed out inside of her. Sarah groaned as the tip of my cock hit her core.

“Laura, your cock...is so big. I’m so full. It feels soooo good.” She continued to pull me against her, not allowing me to pull out for even a second. Instinct took over my body, and I needed to fuck her. Our over sized breasts pressed together as she pulled me into a deep kiss, my cock throbbing inside of her. Her hands massaged and groped my ass with devlish joy. “Laura?” she whispered, holding my head close, our cheeks pressing into one another. “We’re best friends right?”

“Yes,” I answered, worried she might be about to lose it.

“Take your big cock and fuck me, Laura. Fuck your best friend. Make me cum on your dick.”

I almost lost myself to a purely animal rut. She vocalized what I had been thinking since I saw her, maybe even before that. I never wanted anything more than to fuck her senseless. Her grip on me loosened, and I slowly slid out of her and immediately plunged back in. I could feel each part of my cock as it slid between her lips over and over again. The pressure started to build up at the base of my dick and I knew I couldn’t last much longer, “Sarah, I think I should pull out. Can I get you pregnant?”

Sarah’s eyes shut and she grinded against me, forcing me to fuck her. “Don’t care. Need it inside me. Cum inside me, please.” She mewled and clawed at my back. She licked and sucked her way along my chest until she nibbled lightly at my nipple. It sent me over the edge, and I pushed all the way inside her. I held still as my cock emptied wave after wave of cum into her pussy. My arms wrapped around her, and her body trembled as she orgasmed.

Both of us came down slowly as I rolled off of her. She curled up beside me and began tracing tiny circles across my breasts. We stayed like that for a while, with haggard breathing and sweaty bodies, staring at my deflated cock. After a while, Sarah’s phone chirped. We had to fish it out of the couch cushions while attempting not to stare at each other’s naked body. “Ok, so I texted her ‘Have some questions about the results. Something a little weird happened. Can we meet somewhere to talk?’ and she text back, ‘Where are you now? Is the other girl with you?”

I shrugged, “Tell her where we are, I guess.” Sarah sent the reply. Immediately her phone buzzed again. “Well?”

Sarah read, “On my way. Don’t go anywhere. Be there in ten.”

“Guess we should get dressed,” I said. Sarah frowned.

***

While we waited for Maria, I started to think about everything. Hormones still drenched my brain, but I could at least form thoughts again. Is this just how I am now? A girl with a penis. A futanari? I looked over at Sarah. She managed to find an oversized t-shirt and some pajama bottoms to cover herself since none of her normal clothes fit anymore. If this is how I am now, and these feelings for Sarah are real, what then? Pushing beyond the initial weirdness of it, I tried to consider what it would mean for us going forward. Essentially, we were both new people. All of the old memories, feelings, and experiences, but brand new bodies. And new urges. How does a relationship jumpstarted by a fucked up sex drug that gave me a cock progress? Do we go on a date, pretending the whole time we don’t want to tear each other’s clothes off and fuck like rabbits on the restaurant table.

A knock at the door interrupted my thoughts. Each of us rushed to answer it. Sarah reached it first, and let Maria in. The last time I saw her, Maria had been dressed rather similar to Sarah, in oversized clothes with a particularly hunched posture. The woman who strode in the door looked wildly different. A training bra desperately attempted to encase breasts almost a half size larger than my new fat boobs. Yoga pants clung to her body like cellophane, showing off her round bubble butt. I hadn’t realized it before, but she had clearly taken one of the pills as well. I peered at her crotch, searching for the outline of a cock, but found nothing.

“Hey girls,” she said, sweetly. “Nice dress. Shows off your tits.” The compliment flattered me, but I couldn’t tell if that was my hormones or my insecurity talking.

“Thanks for coming,” Sarah said as she closed the door behind her. “We need you to tell us everything you know about those pills.”

We all sat down. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of Maria’s chest. I wanted to see her breasts free of the constraint. I started to wonder what it would be like to be inside of her. How would it be different than Sarah’s pussy? Am I only supposed to do it with Sarah? Are we exclusive somehow? I snapped out of it. These weren’t the questions I needed answers to. At least not at the moment.

Maria began, “You both seem fine. What was the emergency? Thought one of you was going to be dead.”

Sarah looked at me to talk, so I said, “The pill did something to me that is unusual. Do you know of anyone else who has taken it with weird results or maybe you could tell us a little more about it in general?”

Maria looked me up and down, “Can’t really answer your question until I know what the hell we’re talking about? No offense, girls, but you don’t seem the most worldly? Did you get hives? Heavy bleeding? Get me in the ballpark, and I can try to help.”

I was embarrassed, not to show Maria my new appendage, in fact, I wanted her to see it. I wanted to know if she had the same reaction Sarah did. Would simply looking at it be enough for Maria to crawl between my legs and suck me off? The only thing that held be back was a strange obligation to Sarah. I didn’t want her to feel jealous. “I’ll be specific in a minute. You’re not wrong. We are very aware that we are naive. Just start off with what you know.”

“Fine then,” Maria said and cleared her throat. “You took a drug called L-154. Originally they cooked it up to help some developmental issues in specific patients, mostly those affected with disorders that could potentially delay the onset of puberty. As I understood it, they got all the way to human testing before they had to stop.”

Sarah snorted, “Seems to work just fine for me.”

Maria gave her a sly smile, “That’s what we figured out. While the drug couldn’t jump start a patient’s puberty, it could add a lot more gas to someone whose body already matured. Gold mine, right? The literally golden goose of pharmaceuticals. Every single person on the planet would pay an ungodly amount of money for one of these. We even had teams breaking out the cost structure, and we were working on ways of essentially half-lifing the effect. Not everyone can afford to drop ten grand once, but would definitely pay a grand a year. It also had implications for any number of health treatments, but once the side effects started to manifest the program was shut down.”

“You kept saying ‘we’?” I asked.

Maria replied, “I was one of the lead developers working on the drug. I didn’t always look like this.”

“You tested it on yourself?” Sarah asked.

“No,” Maria said. “Once we understood the mechanism a bit better, we brought in a trial group, and voila! They all demonstrated the same changes that we three have experienced. After I saw what it could do, I smuggled some out of the lab and dosed myself. As soon as I showed back up at work, my colleagues knew exactly what I had done. Hypocrites. I knew each of them stashed their own supply, but they still wanted to get paid. I was let go immediately.”

“You knew they could tell? Why’d you do it?”

Maria’s eyes softened, and her head drooped. “You two took the pill on the promise of what it would do. Can you imagine watching that happen to people? Can you imagine holding that pill in your hand every day and knowing how much it could change your life? I don’t ever wonder why I did it. I wonder how I didn’t take it faster.”

She’s right, I knew. Even with the emotional roller coaster I’ve been on today. Put that pill in my hand, and I would take it again in a heartbeat. “You said something about the side effects. Why did they shut it down?”

“For a medicine to be useful to humans, it needs to solve a problem without creating a bigger one. L-154 created a few problems. The main one was a hyperactive libido, to the point of debilitation. Patients affected could barely make it out of their houses before needing sexual release. Led to a few test subjects masturbating in the middle of an evaluation, stuff like that. We tested them on how long they could last, and the most adversely affected could barely go an hour. I still thought a market could exist for it. We developed a suppressant that could alleviate those symptoms. Mixed with the original compound, it would be manageable for people to get to work and such. Plenty of other normal stuff you’d see on any medication — hypertension, mood swings, and so on. I figured you girls were in the first category, but I haven’t seen any relief on your face like I have with the others.”

“Others?” Sarah asked.

“Sure,” Maria said. “I’ve almost lost count now, but it’s around fifty. We manufactured thousands of the pills for testing, and they don’t just destroy that kind of stuff. Not to confess to too many felonies in one day, but without a job I needed money. You girls will want to be careful how you approach getting jobs. Those tits attract the wrong kind of offers. Anyway, I thought up a scheme. One, I was paranoid that the effect might wear off. That hasn’t been true yet, but its part of what motivated me to get a second supply. Two, I knew people would pay well for this. As you girls so nicely demonstrated. I got in touch with a friend who still works in long term storage. All the pills are kept in a very tight security system once their project is archived, but before that they do an inventory. My guy didn’t know what he was smuggling out, but happily took the bribe. Three bottles, each containing two hundred pills. You two know how much they sell for. The only tricky part is staying off radar while still advertising.”

“You have to stop selling it,” I said. The thought of this happening to other women was disconcerting.

Maria looked at me calmly, but I could see a very dangerous glimmer in her eye, “Why?”

I didn’t know what else to do. After a pleading look to Sarah, who shrugged, I stood up and slowly raised the hem of my dress. My cock hung there, flaccid. I guessed my mind finally was preoccupied enough to not have a constant erection. Maria gasped as it came into view. “This is why.”

For a while, she didn’t say anything. Sarah’s eyes went foggy with lust once more, and I was upset to see a similar look in Maria’s. “I never believed them,” she said. “They told me this was possible, but I didn’t believe them. You’re a very special girl, Laura.”

I dropped my dress as my cock started to stir. “You knew this could happen, and you still sold us the pills? Are you crazy?”

Maria looked flushed, and Sarah shoved her hands under her butt to keep from groping herself. Maria shook her head, trying to get the lust out of her thoughts. “The likelihood of it happening is less than one percent of one percent. It came up in testing, but some suits disappeared all those results. We were told not to ask questions. Happens sometimes. You have people with bad reactions, unrelated to the drug, and you’re supposed to forget about it. Otherwise you have to report it. No, that’s not legal either. But the rumors persisted. A woman had grown a penis during her dosing. No one took the idea seriously though, even when it showed up on some of the reports. We blamed latent hermaphrodism.” She stopped, realizing she’d begun to ramble.

“Is it reversible?” I pleaded, desperate for some sanity.

She shook her head. “No, I’m afraid not. I mean, it could be altered surgically, but why would you? You have the best of both worlds now, and that’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

“I’m a girl. I have a vagina and breasts, not a penis,” I said, stressing each word. “How do you not understand that this is a problem?”

Maria looked at Sarah, “Have you tried it yet?” Sarah nodded. “And?”

“The greatest thing I have ever felt,” Sarah said, and again the compliment overwhelmed me. Somehow these women giving me any basic praise sent tingles throughout my whole body. I wanted them to like me and fantasize about my body.

Maria reached over and put her hand on Sarah’s arm. “Humans have latent senses from when we were a little more animal than man. Scents have been shown to trigger arousal, pheromones basically. Low level chemical signals in bodily excretions, sweat or the oils on your skin, can trigger a response in potential mates. Arousal is just your brain’s response to a flood of certain chemicals, and each of us in this room has their system running at triple speed. It’s not enough to overwhelm our reason or control, but god is it tempting.”

Maria bent over and kissed Sarah’s shoulder while I watched. All of the thoughts that I had been trying to ignore started to intrude on my determination to find out more about the drug. So this is it? Sarah and I are just stuck like this? And the best advice my drug dealer has to offer is to enjoy it?

Sarah was tired of restraining herself. Pulling Maria to her, my friend started running her hands all over the other woman’s body while they started kissing deeply. A slight twinge of jealousy ran through me, but the sight of them rubbing each other was a fair consolation. Maria reached down to her hips and pulled her yoga pants over her ass, letting the clothes fall to her ankles where she kicked them off. I don’t know why I didn’t expect it, but she was entirely naked underneath. From my spot, I could see her engorged pussy lips glistening with arousal. Hers was different than Sarah’s or mine, a little more labia, but still just the sight of it got me rock hard.

I didn’t know what to do other than strip and take hold of my cock. Maria raised herself away from Sarah to watch me. Sarah took the opportunity of a new angle to strip off her own top and wriggle her pajama bottoms off her ass. Maria noticed her struggling and helped pull off the pants. Smiling, Maria started rubbing her fingers along Sarah’s slit. She pulled her training bra off, and her massive tits dropped into view. They looked almost painfully large as they wobbled on her chest. I envied Sarah as she took them in her hands and hefted them up and down playfully.

“Do you want Laura to fuck you with that fat pole of hers?” Sarah teased. “If you do, then you have to eat my pussy. I bet you’re a good pussy licker.”

“All it takes is practice,” Maria said as her mouth closed on Sarah’s. I continued stroking my cock as they maneuvered into position. Sarah laid back on the couch and spread her legs. Maria happily dived in between Sarah’s thighs and started to work on her pussy while wagging her exposed rump to me. I had always wondered what a guy would see while fucking doggy style, and this was it. Maria’s round ass felt soft in my hands. I watched my fingers sink into her flesh as my cockhead probed between her thighs searching for her entrance.

After more effort than I thought would be necessary, I found her wet lips and pushed in slightly, pleased to hear her gasp from her position in between Sarah’s thighs. Sarah watched me while teasing her nipples. I think she enjoyed seeing my face as I slid further and further into Maria’s snatch. Again, the heavenly warmth enveloped my cock, and my mind blurred with pure desire.

Before, when Sarah and I had first fucked, it was face to face and very intimate, but this was different. As I started to stroke in and out of Maria, power and control coursed through me. This was pure fucking. I picked up speed. With wet slaps, I pounded into her from behind, watching her ass jiggle and my tits bounce back and forward. Sarah started to focus on her own pleasure, arching up into Maria’s invading tongue. I knew the sight would make me cum soon, and the now familiar welling of pressure at the base of my cock started. Again I wondered if my cum was like a man’s and carried sperm, but this time I didn’t want to risk it.

I pulled out just before my cock started to pour out its entire volume of cum. The hot, white jizz landed on Maria’s ass cheek as her body started to convulse with orgasm. Her shaking meant that her ass continued to jiggle as she came. Grabbing hold of my cock, I continued stroking it as I rubbed the head on her ass, enjoying the sensation of her warm flesh as I continued to spray rope after rope of my cum. With a final groan, I was spent and fell back on my haunches. Maria fell forward into Sarah’s arms, with her face between my friend’s big tits.

We all breathed heavily for a while, but Maria finally murmured, “That’s the best fuck I’ve ever had.”

Some of my senses returning, I said, “We should get you cleaned up.” I still needed Maria to explain some things and to have a talk with Sarah about our new relationship.

Sarah smiled, “I think we could all use a shower. A nice, long, steamy shower.”

Both women looked at me. My friend with Maria nestled between her breasts. Maria with her legs spread and perfect ass covered in my cum. My cock started to grow once again. “Shower couldn’t hurt.”