Jesus Christ, this board seems to be like the locus of inactivity. Well, fear not, after reading lots of erotic fiction here and elsewhere, I decided to try my hand at writing some myself. This is my first time writing, so it probably won't be perfect, but bear with me.

Tags with be put up for each chapter, but the overall theme is Futa/Fempreg.

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Tags: (Dick growth, Futa, Solo, Forced, Fempreg)

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Fuuko wasn’t certain why she suddenly felt a chill go up her spine as she stepped away from the old woman who had just been fired from the coffee shop by her boss yesterday, but something definitely was… off. The woman had been fired by Fuuko’s boss for being late for the 4th day in a row, and even after having only worked there for 2 weeks so far, it was abundantly clear that she was never going to work out. Her name was Felicia, and she had applied for the job because her social security wasn’t paying her enough, so she needed a source of income to supplement it. She had a weird habit of reading people’s palms at random times of day during slow periods and giving fortunes, and while Fuuko thought she was a really nice woman (and so did many customers) she weirded out Fuuko’s boss too much, and couldn’t do her job properly. It all started the day after the woman had been fired, and had come back to say goodbye.

“Fuuko, are you there?” came Felicia’s voice while Fuuko was checking stock. She came out and saw the old woman, and her face lit up. Felicia was fairly frumpy individual, and her age clearly showed in her mid-seventies, but even with her appearance and weird habits she gave off a warm feeling of motherly affection mixed with a little feistiness and spryness stemming from her life experiences. For someone like Fuuko, who whose upbringing in Japan had always been raised to respect her elders, she held her in high regard and they had formed a fast friendship. It’s a shame she lacked proficiency to do her work, although the fact that Fuuko’s boss was going through a mid-life crisis, and she was terrified of looking at anything that remotely reminded her of growing old didn’t help matters.

“Hi! I’m sorry about what happened the other day. I hope everything will be alright.”

“I’ll be fine, I called my son down in South Carolina to see how he was doing the other day, and he and my daughter-in-law want to move back up here to New Jersey to raise my granddaughter. When I mentioned I was having money problems, he offered to have me move in with his family. I asked if I would be imposing, but he asked his wife and she said it was fine. He chose a good wife, unlike my other son, whose wife took him to the cleaners. Worst thing is, it’s his fault, and I can’t feel sorry for him. But never mind about me, how are you doing? Isn’t your study-abroad coming to a close tomorrow?”

“Yes.” Said Fuuko. “My parents want me to come back to Japan and administer their school, since they discovered one of our administrators had a criminal record, and told him to transfer out by the end of the year. They’re concerned because the board-of-trustees for the school is asking them to vet all our staff, and are planning on increasing investment, so everything is on high alert, and they’re trying to make sure everything goes off like clockwork. I’m getting my education administration degree tomorrow anyway when I walk at graduation, so it’s no big deal. True, I will miss everybody, but I’ll be able to keep in touch. Do you use email?”

“Oh don’t worry about an old hag like myself, I don’t know that stuff at all, and in any case I’m no one special, the thought is enough dear.”

“Oh come now, don’t sell yourself short, everyone other than Sarah loves you.”

“Well in that case, maybe I can help you out with something. Didn’t you say you wanted more luck in your love life?”
“I can’t have a boyfriend, unfortunately, I need to get settled back home first.” Said Fuuko, a bit crestfallen. Fuuko had never had a boyfriend, although she was fairly attractive; her classes and work just kept her way to busy, and in any case her parents forbid her from having a relationship until she was back in Japan. While she was an adult, she respected her parents’ wishes.

“Perhaps, but didn’t I hear you talking to that Jennifer about how she had guys wrapped around her finger and in her bed? How come a girl like you isn’t enjoying the prime of her youth yet?”

“Th-That’s… well…” Fuuko was blushing now. She was more than simply a good looking girl; guys and other girls alike said she was gorgeous. She stood about 5 foot 7, ha long black hair done up in a high ponytail, and a nice, well-proportioned body otherwise. Her only disappointment, to her, were her rather small breasts, just barely a B-cup, but she otherwise thought of herself as beautiful.

“Oh, I may be old, but I understand how those urges come around. I was quite the piece of fruit back in my day, if I do say so myself; I guess you’d never know to look at me now, I didn’t age well. Still I had my fun; I may not look it, but I have a dirty mind, I think it’s only natural for some people to have one.” The old woman came closer to Fuuko. “How about I use a spell to bring you luck in your sex life?”

“Yeah see that’s the thing… While I sometimes think about sex with guys, I’m attracted to girls mostly. My parents wouldn’t be so concerned, except they expect grandchildren, and they’re putting a lot of pressure on me to leave it behind me. Not exactly something you can do though…”

“Oh I can do that easily, and take care of the issue of children too. Still interested?” Fuuko knew that Felicia often behaved in a weird fashion, and claimed to be a fortune teller and magician, but didn’t think much of it. Still, she thought, she’s humoring me to make me feel better, I should humor her.

Fuuko said dismissively, but in good humor “Hell, if you think it would help, being a 24 year old virgin is embarrassing!”

“Okay then, take my hand and repeat after me. Asa meid nissia erasa orinaeir lanaivea.”

Fuuko smiled, and said nonchalantly and to humor the old woman “Asa meid nissia erasa orinaeir lanaivea.”

After the meeting with Felicia that morning, Fuuko had finished her last day of work, and after her graduation ceremony the other day, had said her goodbyes, exchanged contacts with other students, and packed up belongings to go to the airport. After getting on the plane, she laid her head back for the 14 hour flight home hoping to get some sleep.

Or so she thought.

It was about an hour into the flight when Fuuko woke up in a state of restlessness. Thankfully, being in the back of first class with a window seat meant that most people minded their business; she was thankful her parents sprang the money for it. However, a few seconds after waking, she realized she was drenched in a cold sweat, and felt really uncomfortable. It would be another hour before lunch would be served, so she tried to get some sleep, but found she couldn’t calm herself down. She realized soon that she was hyperventilating, and felt light-headed, so she decided to go to the bathroom to get cleaned up and try to gather her wits.

It wasn’t until she had gotten to the bathroom and sat down on the toilet that she felt a pressure building in her groin, and even when she finished peeing, it didn’t go away. She began feeling a sudden surge of combined arousal and pain as she felt something pushing around inside her gut. The feeling felt as though it was trying to force its way out of her! She let out a small yelp and stood up too fast, hitting her head against the wall, which drew the attention from a passing flight attendant.

“Are you all right?”

“I-I’m fine!” said Fuuko, who didn’t want to cause a scene. The feeling was growing in intensity, and she found herself growing weak in the knees, sitting back down involuntarily. The feeling suddenly reached its peak, and she let out a silent scream, eyes held shut tight and mouth covered to avoid making noise. And then… nothing?

Fuuko suddenly realized she felt fine now. Whatever was amiss had passed; maybe just a stomach problem? Whatever the cause, she felt as right as rain, albeit a but horny, but she could take care of that once she was home safe and sound. Without a second thought, she stood up, pulled her skirt up past her new dick, soaped her hands up to wash them, and-

Fuuko’s hands shot back down toward her skirt and it was at her ankles in an instant. She hadn’t been seeing things; between her legs was a newly formed cock, and even a set of balls to accompany it. She almost screamed, but held herself back. Frantically, and in silent terror, she reached underneath her new… ahem… ‘additions’ and was at least relieved to find she still had a pussy. Unfortunately for Fuuko, this stimulated her new little friend, and he began to swell.

“NO.” said Fuuko quietly “NO. You will go back down. I am NOT turned on. I will not do anything for you.” As she would learn however (like all boys have at the wrong times) erections have a tendency to have a mind of their own, and hers was no exception to the rule. Within a minute, it had reached its full mast at around 7 ½ inches, and throbbing visibly, its most distinctive feature was its unusually large and wide glans. Fuuko’s mind began racing as this all happened. How was this possible?! She was an ordinary girl, good friends, good upbringing, and great career prospects. True, her love life was lacking, but-

Suddenly, Fuuko remembered. The spell! Is this what the old woman meant when she said she could help her with girls?! While the thought was certainly nice, she didn’t see how this would help her land a hot girl in bed; hell they would probably run screaming. She would have to make a note to try and get in touch with Felicia, but right now on the plane she simply had to wait to do anything. With no recourse immediately apparent, she did her best to stuff her erection into her shirt (since her skirt was way too short to conceal it) and made her way back to her window seat, trying her best not to be spotted.

The next 2 hours of Fuuko’s life were a sexual hell, and she still had 10 ½ hours before her plane landed back in Narita and she could go see a doctor or someone. Try as she could, she was unable to get her erection to go back down; the new sensations from merely having a cock present were too much, and the thing itself was getting so hard it was beginning to tent her shirt. She handled that by rolling toward the window to avoid being seen; but it still did nothing to cure the continuously building sexual arousal she was feeling. It didn’t help that her panties really didn’t do much to conceal her new balls either, so they hung free under her skirt in the cool air of the cabin, sending chills through her body every time a stray breeze from movement caressed them. Feeling exhausted at this, she decided to use a pillow held over her stomach to hide it. In a few minutes, a flight attendant came by and noticed Fuuko was sweating a little, and looked uncomfortable.

“Would you like some water miss?”

“Actually, yes please.” Said Fuuko, who noticed just how dehydrated she was feeling from her earlier sweating. This turned out to be the worst decision Fuuko made due to circumstance, as the lady turned away from Fuuko and bent down to reach one of the lower sections of the cart, giving Fuuko a close up of her butt. Fuuko couldn’t fight her aroused mind on seeing this sight, and while she avoided reaching out to touch it, her cock throbbed and twitched unbearably, begging her for release of some kind. Fuuko made up her mind right then and there.

“E-excuse me, but do you mind if I get up past you for a minute? I need to visit the restroom.”

“Ah, yes, sorry. Let me move over. Your water will be here when you get back.” Fuuko made her way to the bathroom, relieved that no one saw the bulge in her shirt.

Fuuko reached the bathroom, closed the door behind her, dropped her skirt and panties, and sat down on the toilet in a huff. She regarded the erection in front of her. “One time” she said to her new appendage “just enough to make it off the plane without losing my mind.” With that she grabbed her cock lightly, and began to stroke it. Never having had sex with a guy before, her initial efforts were sloppy, and only barely pleasurable, but as she started to test out different ways of stroking herself, she began feeling REALLY good. She had to stop herself from moaning as something slowly welled up inside her, though she was still a ways off from her orgasm.

She was proceeding along well when she decided to try using her mouth; she was flexible enough to bend over and touch her head to her knee, so she figured that she would give herself a blowjob ‘If I’m going to do something like this, I may as well go the whole nine yards’ she mused. She slowly bent forward, and with some hesitation, rolled her tongue around the head of her cock. It was too good; the stimulation was so strong, she couldn’t fight the will to try and suck in as much as possible of her organ. Bending forward involuntarily, she took more of her length into her mouth, managing to get at least 4 inches inside, and began sucking madly, rolling her tongue across her wide glans again frantically.

She didn’t last a minute doing this. Her first ‘male’ orgasm ever hit so fast she didn’t have a chance to pull away fast enough, her first shot firing directly down her throat, too deep to spit up, and the second one landing on her tongue. She pulled herself free to avoid choking on cum, the sudden motion making her cock swing forward long enough to land a second shot on the mirror in front of her, and then swinging back to empty itself out on her body; once on her face, then several more ropes of cum on her breasts and stomach. She rolled the cum around in her mouth and tasted it, decided she liked the taste, and swallowed it.

That had been an intense experience, but at least her erection was going down; within a minute, it was only two inches long and flaccid, and she could breathe easy again. She took a moment to look at herself in the mirror, well okay, first to look at her shot on the mirror. The rope of cum was huge, maybe almost 3 ½ inches in size, and fairly wide and deep too. As Fuuko wiped it away, she wondered out of curiosity if all guys came like that, or if she was a big shooter.

Finally able to focus on her own body, she saw even longer ropes of cum running down her form, some even hanging together over the dip between her breasts and her abdomen. Amazed, she knew she must be a big shooter. Cleaning herself up, she left the bathroom feeling better than she had most of the flight. Fuuko would end up returning to the bathroom several more times in the next 7 hours, to feed her new urges and keep herself sane. But what she couldn’t have known at the time was that before she leave the plane behind, she would be leaving her virginity behind too.

It was about 13 hours into the flight, with only 1 hour to go, when the urge hit Fuuko again. She decided to get up and use the restroom one last time, since she had gone 3 hours prior without visiting it; if she got herself off now, she would be able to hold out. Without a second thought, and feeling a little less self-conscious, she made her way to the bathroom. She didn’t notice she was being watched.

The flight attendant who she had spoken to earlier, a woman by the name of Tomoyo, had noticed Fuuko’s weird behavior all throughout the flight. She was constantly visiting the bathroom, and kept asking for water an insane amount of the time she was calling her over. Tomoyo, for her part, suspected that Fuuko was ill, and didn’t want her keeling over, so she followed Fuuko over to the restroom and put her ear against the door. Through the door, she heard Fuuko moaning, and thinking she was in pain, she unlocked the door and stepped inside in an instant.

Unfortunately for Tomoyo, Fuuko had her legs sticking out rather far for her seated position, trying to please herself with her mouth again, and the attendant tripped over her. Fuuko, immediately becoming hyper-aware of the presence of another person in the restroom with her, she immediately pulled the door closed and locked it. Tomoyo scrambled to her feet, only to notice Fuuko had a huge, raging boner, and put two and two together.

“Are you a crossdresser? What are you doing in here?!”

“What does it look like I’m doing? And no, I’m not, see?” said Fuuko, blushing with embarrassment and standing up to turn around, then bending over to present her backside to Tomoyo, showing her pussy. “All present and accounted for.”

Tomoyo’s hands went up to her mouth in silent shock, then she whispered “Why?! How?!”

“Wish I knew myself, but somehow I just grew a dick right here on the plane.” Said Fuuko, returning to her sitting position. “Not exactly something that happens to a girl everyday now, you know? I’ve been coming here to get off, because otherwise I’m going to blow out there, and it won’t end well.”

Tomoyo closed her eyes and nodded. She was right about that, at least. And it would certainly explain why the restroom had smelled of sex the whole flight when she passed it by. Still, this couldn’t continue.

“I suppose I can see why you’d do this, but you have to stop. Imagine if an inspector came on the plane and found your… wait, do you actually cum?”

“Hardly an appropriate question for you to be asking right now!” said Fuuko, turning beat red. Her erection was unsatisfied, and swayed slightly with her movements.

“My point is valid!” retorted the flustered flight attendant. “We could get in big trouble! I don’t even know that this stuff will go down the toilet.”

“Well, what do you suggest, Ms… ” said Fuuko.

“MRS. Tomoyo Miyazaki.” Said the flight attendant still flustered.

While Tomoyo thought about it for a while, Fuuko found her attention drawn to the attendant’s body. She had her black hair up in a nice little bun; a bit conservative, but still cute. She had decent breasts, they looked to be about a C-cup. And her hips were nice and wide, contrasting with her small waist; child-bearing hips. Fuuko felt her cock throb with urgent need at those mental words, ‘child-bearing.’ Wait, what the fuck?! She wants to knock a woman up?!… That can’t be, but she is still hot…’ thought Fuuko. So she came up with a plan. “Oh don’t tell me” said Fuuko teasingly “but I guess it’s been awhile since you had sex, huh?”

“What does that have to do with- I mean, how would you know that?!”

“You pretty much just said it. And come to think of it, I’d like to try this new addition of mine on a real woman. So what do you say?” asked Fuuko, gesturing to her lap.

“Are you crazy? I could get fired for that, and in any case why would you think I would let you fuck me?”

“You’ve been looking at it for a minute and a half now.” Fuuko deadpanned. She couldn’t deny it; as weird as the situation was, she had been staring at Fuuko’s dick. It was the longest she had ever seen, but the only ones she had seen that long or longer were thin as hell. Meanwhile, Fuuko’s dick wasn’t unrealistically fat, but it was decently thick. The fact that it was twitching and had a huge drop of precum on it, probably due to her presence, didn’t help matters. She was starting to get wet, and tried to keep her legs together to hide it.

Fuuko noticed Tomoyo was getting fidgety; she wanted this, but felt she couldn’t have it. So Fuuko thought of an idea.

“If you won’t be honest with yourself, then I’ll help you make the leap.” Said Fuuko, who began messing up what little clothes she had on. Tomoyo raised a confused eyebrow, until Fuuko was finished. She looked like a… oh god…

“I’ll scream for help.” said Fuuko, making Tomoyo turn white as a ghost. “Dick or no dick, you’re older than me, and right now you’re in here with me, my clothes all ruffled up. Feeling up a first class passenger? That’s a big offense.”

“How could you do something like that?!” whispered Tomoyo fearfully.

“Because you want an excuse to do this anyway, so I’m not giving you a choice. If you really were feeling ambivalent about this, you wouldn’t have been staring and fidgeting back and forth like you needed to pee.” Fuuko pointed at her dick one more time. “Going once, going twice,” said Fuuko, inhaling.

“Okay okay, but we need to be quick! We both have to be seated again within a half hour!”

“Do not tell me what to do” said Fuuko matter-of-factly “When we’re done, if anyone asks, I had a serious stomach problem, and you decided to see if you could help.” Fuuko then pointed to Tomoyo’s skirt and said “Come closer and hike your skirt up. I want to taste you.” Tomoyo lifted skirt, then put her leg up on the counter. Allowing Fuuko access to her panties. They were aside in an instant, and Fuuko got a good look at the flight attendant’s pussy. She was already soaked, and the smell only drove Fuuko’s arousal higher. She started to lick experimentally, eliciting a muted moan from Tomoyo through her hand. With some quick searching, she found her clitoris, and decided to attack it with a vengeance. Tomoyo suddenly began thrusting her hips toward Fuuko’s mouth, and Fuuko slipped a finger in her, trying to work her harder and harder.

Her efforts paid off, and she was rewarded a minute and a half later with Tomoyo’s pussy contracting tightly around her finger, soaking them with her orgasm. Fuuko took her finger out and licked it clean. It tasted good; she could get used to this. But now it was time for the main event. While she had no prior experience with using a dick for sex, or even sex in general, she felt she could figure it out easily enough. She started pulling the flight attendant toward her, and maneuvered her overtop of her lap.

“I want you to do it first.” Fuuko said lustfully. “Put me inside of you.”

“O-okay” said Tomoyo, and she grabbed Fuuko’s dick gently. It was pulsing like mad! The one drop of precum earlier had run down her shaft to become a wet, sticky trail. With some hesitation, she slowly brought her pussy down to touch the hole of Fuuko’s cock. The dickgirl sucked in air between her teeth at the new sensation as Tomoyo slowly impaled herself on Fuuko.

Fuuko never felt anything like this in her entire life. HOLY FUCK, this was the best feeling ever; nothing could compare. She tried her best to hold still and let Tomoyo guide herself up and down on her shaft at her own pace, but this only worked for the first downward penetration. As soon as she felt Tomoyo lift herself up, Fuuko reflexively grabbed her and thrust hard up into her. “I’ll do it.” Said Fuuko aggressively. With that, she began fucking the flight attendant hard and fast. One hand went up to unbutton the attendant’s blouse, and then pulled a breast free from the bra underneath. Her mouth went up to suck it hungrily, and her hand returned to the girls thighs, holding her captive again. It was such a blissful feeling to force her way in and out of the woman she held atop her lap; the feeling of a pussy squeezing her new dick was much too stimulating. Tomoyo’s insides were hot, wet, warm, tight, and milking her cock so well, she didn’t know how long she could hold out. As she began to approach her orgasm, her thrusting became faster and more erratic, her balls slapping against the older girls ass hard enough to be audible.

“Aaah… I’m gonna-aah, I’m gonna cum soon T-aah, Tomoyo…”

The flight attendant suddenly realized Fuuko hadn’t slowed down or started pulling out, and became painfully aware of the girls balls. ‘No, wait a minute, she wants to cum in me? Can she… can she get me pregnant? No, I’ve got to get off of her!’ How was the question, though; whatever force was driving Fuuko’s mind was making her force her hands so hard on the older girls thighs she didn’t have the strength to free herself. She tried to struggle against Fuuko’s grip on her, but to no avail.

“Hey, let me off so I can suck you.” Said Tomoyo hopefully.

“I can’t th-aah, this is too good! Better than the-aah, blowjob I gave myself ear-aah, earlier!”

“Please, let me off, I promise you love it!”

“No!” said Fuuko aggressively. “I want to-aah, go until the end!”

“No, please stop, I’m not on birth control and it’s a bad day for that!” she started to frantically plead. “What if you make sperm? I’ll get pregnant if you cum inside me!” She was betrayed by her body, however, which seemed to react to this risk with pleasure. She could feel her own orgasm building back up again.

Fuuko suddenly processed that thought. ‘What if I really can knock up this girl?’ She thought about it for a moment… and realized she felt more aroused than ever. Hell, she felt powerful, dominant, and completely in control of this woman. The thought of Tomoyo’s stomach growing big with her baby was a satisfying one, so she decided then and there she would finish in the struggling girl. She stood up suddenly, placed Tomoyo’s ass on the counter, then forced her tongue into the other girls mouth, and began ramming herself in deeper. Now Tomoyo definitely couldn’t get free of her, and she worked herself fast and hard in the other girl’s pussy, working herself so well that she approached the last seconds of their mutual orgasm, bringing the older girl with her.

“Take it!” she said, as an order more than anything else, “Take all my cum inside!” Tomoyo knew at this point she was defeated, and put her head in the crook of the other girl’s neck and brace herself for receiving Fuuko’s load. Her body shuddered as she wordlessly came, spasming around Fuuko and soaking her dick with even more lubricant. It was too much for her.

“C-Cumming!” Fuuko slammed herself in painfully hard to the other girl, and held herself inside as her cock violently pulsed. She felt herself cum harder than she had all day; the feeling of each rope of cum individually racing through her loins and down her cock made her mind blank with pleasure. Finally, the first one reached the end of her cock, and her huge glans swelled, throbbed, then spasmed as it shot her first load of sperm all over the older girl’s cervix, followed in an instant by more and more. For 30 straight seconds, she was consumed by orgasmic bliss, filling the other girl’s ovulating pussy with seed, until she finally felt her cock slowing down, several final spurts making their way inside the other girl before she stopped completely. Sensitive, satisfied, and not wanting to work her now painfully overstimulated cock too hard, she slowly pulled out of the flight attendant, inch by inch, until she was free. A large amount of cum discharged from the other girl’s pussy.

“Well, I hope you’re happy with yourself” said Tomoyo upset. “I’m pregnant now, I just know it!”

“I don’t even know if I can’t make sperm yet, so we shouldn’t worry about that.” said Fuuko.

“But what if I am?” said Tomoyo pouting.

“Have your husband fuck you, then tell you it’s his. By the way, do you already have kids?”

“No, but we wanted to have them soon…” Tomoyo said.

“Well, perhaps this is a blessing in disguise then. Just make sure if you do get pregnant, send me pictures of our baby once it’s born.”

Tomoyo blushed at this, but said “A-alright.”

“Good. Now just a second.” With that Fuuko, turned away from the other girls toward the toilet and balled her hands together into a fist. Tomoyo looked on for a second, confused, then Fuuko suddenly and painfully slammed it into her own stomach. It had the desired effect; Fuuko got sick in the toilet almost immediately. Tomoyo was horrified, until Fuuko turned and said “To substantiate our excuse. Stomach problem, remember?” Tomoyo just nodded affirmatively.

After they left the restroom, Fuuko explained why they were both in there for such a long time; she was feeling sick from a stomach bug, and the friendly flight attendant had helped her out. If anyone had been suspicious, they wouldn’t been after smell the smell of vomit inside the restroom.

When the plane landed in Narita, Fuuko started planning what she had to do once her family picked her up. There was a lot of work to do, taking over administration of her parent’s school, and at some point she needed to go visit a doctor to find out as much as she could about her new, well, ‘features.’

She also made a note to find some time to thank Felicia for her new life.

Meanwhile, within Tomoyo’s cum saturated womb, Fuuko’s sperm had surrounded her helpless egg, and were assaulting it from every side. Soon, one slipped through the surface, and Fuuko’s first child was conceived. The first of many.

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