Put In His Place 1

Author's note: I've written a few cucking stories where the girl with a bigger cock steals the girlfriend and humiliates the guy against his will. But I wanted to try writing one that was more... wholesome(?). If that's the right term (Update: apparently it's not). I've been enjoying the loving/gentle aspects of Best Friend turned Girlfriend and wanted to try it out on a one-shot cucking story.

"Have you decided where you're going to go?" John asked from his desk. He played a relaxing video game on his computer while Emily lounged on his bed.

"New Besera," she said distractedly. "They have a really good law school up there."

John paused his game and looked over at her. "But that's like eight hours from here. Why not find a closer school?"

"Gonna miss me that much, huh?" She laughed.

"I mean, you

are

kind of my best friend. Even if you break anything I lend you."

Emily put her phone down and sat up. "It's not like we're never gonna talk again. We can hop online and play games when we have free time."

She wasn't wrong, but it was going to be weird not having her around all the time. They did so many things together that people thought they were dating. When they weren't hanging out in one of their rooms, they'd be online having fun. They even jerked off to porn together when they found a good one.

"Hey," Emily stood up with a mischievous smile. "It's been a while since we last had a competition. How about one more dick-measuring contest before I go."

A small smile crept across John's face. "You sure? I would hate to put you in your place again."

Emily started unzipping her pants, so John did as well. He stepped up to her and looked up into her eyes as he let his pants fall. She might've been taller, but she always lost these fights. They gripped their dicks and stroked them to fullness. Ready for a proper comparison.

"I win again," John smirked. Their dicks had the same thickness, but John had an extra inch in length.

"Yeah, well, I'm only eighteen," she slapped her four-incher against his like a sword. "I'll be hitting my second growth spurt any day now.

Then

we'll see who's bigger."

"If you say so," John shrugged and started jerking again. Since they needed to work themselves up for their competitions, they always finished the job. "If that's even a real thing."

John knew women were taller than men, but surely the whole second puberty thing was a myth. There's no way a girl's dick could beat a guy's. They always were in porn, but that's because they went out of their way to find girls like that, right?

On John's wall was a poster of a naked girl kneeling with her mouth open, as if waiting for someone to fuck her throat. The two of them ran their eyes over it as they jerked their dicks until they blasted cum over John's blanket.

"Ha!" Emily exclaimed. "You might beat me in size, but my cum's still thicker!"

"Yeah, but I still shot farther."

Emily placed a hand on his shoulder, "Dude, good luck knocking anyone up with cum that thin."

John rolled his eyes as he zipped his pants and tossed the used blanket into the laundry basket. He was going to miss this. Sure, they could talk online, but they wouldn't be able to have that kind of fun for a while.

"Hey..." he said as Emily laid back on his bed. "Let's do this again. When you're back."

Emily looked up at him, still playing with her dick.

He looked away with a blush as he rubbed the back of his neck. "You know, gotta put you in your place when that growth spurt doesn't happen."

Emily gave him a soft smile. "Deal!"

***

It'd been a couple of years since John had last seen her, but true to her word, she hopped online to play games from time to time. And sometimes they'd even watch porn together. They kept telling each other they'd get a webcam so they could see each other, but they kept putting it off until they didn't realize how much time had passed.

Then, shortly after graduation, he got a text from her.

Hey dude! Surprise, but I just finished moving back into the area. We should totally hang out sometime!

John found himself smiling. It might've been a quick, short text, but it'd be nice to have his friend back.

"What're you so smiley about?"

Across the café table, John's fiancé smiled at him. He and Brooke had met at their college's orientation and hit things off. It was almost like having another Emily around. Same tastes in games, movies, and even porn. The only difference was that she didn't have a dick.

"Emily's back in town."

"That's great, honey," She reached across to take his hand. "I've been

dying

to meet her."

"You can always join us on game night, you know," John had been inviting her to join since they met, but she shook her head as always.

"I'm fine," she laughed. "I know how special those nights are for you two. You only get to talk every now and then, but I get you every night."

And that's why he loved her. She wasn't intimidated or upset that he was close to another girl.

The two of them finished their drinks and headed back out onto the street. Arms locked together as they walked and talked. As they made their way towards their apartment, John noticed an incredibly tall girl walking towards them with a shorter girl clung to her side.

There was something familiar about the taller one that John couldn't quite put a finger on. He didn't know anyone that tall or fit. She had to have been over a foot taller than him and looked like she could lift a car.

"John?" the girl asked excitedly.

Before he could ask who she was, John was pulled into a hug so tight that he couldn't breathe. It didn't help with the hand forcing his face between her breasts. Each one the size of his head.

"How's it going, dude?"

When she let him go, John nearly collapsed as he heaved breaths of air. "Who... are you?"

"You don't recognize me?" She asked with hands on hips. "It's Emily."

"Emily?" He looked up at her for a long moment before he noticed. She had the same eyes, but she was so big now. "Wow! You've really changed since the last time we met."

"Oh, yeah. Guess I did hit that growth spurt since then," Emily reached down and ruffled his hair. "But you haven't changed a bit!"

Brooke wrapped an arm around John and raised a hand to Emily. "Hey, I'm Brooke. John has told me so much about you."

"How sweet of him!"

John smirked. "Like how you tended to break anything you borrowed."

"He'll never let me hear the end of it," Emily playfully bumped him with her hips and then shook Brooke's hand. "But he's told me all about you too. Until you came along, I thought he'd never get a girlfriend."

"Uh, my fiancé, actually," John perked up. "I proposed to her at the park last week."

"Oh! Congrats, you two," she held the girl next to her a little closer. "This is my assistant, Lenna."

Lenna gave them a small wave with a nervous smile. She had dark skin with freckles that dotted her nose and cheeks. Her voice was soft as she spoke up. "Nice to meet you."

"We were just going to my new place for some fun, but you two should join us. Catch up and celebrate that engagement."

"I'm not sure now's a good time, but-"

"Now's a perfect time," Brooke gently tugged him. "Like I'm gonna miss out on all the embarrassing stories she can tell me about you."

The two of them let Emily and Lenna lead the way. They chatted as they walked over a few streets to a tall apartment complex. One of the nice ones in the city.

"You live

there

?" Brooke asked.

"How'd you manage that?"

"I got a job at a big law firm here," Emily grinned at them. "Didn't think I'd get the job, but the interview with the CEO went well. One meeting with her and she was practically begging me to work for them. Gave the apartment, a nice salary, and a personal assistant for joining."

John continued to follow her in awe. "Must've been some interview."

"It was a long one for sure. Left me completely

drained

by the end." Beside her, Lenna giggled at the comment.

Emily led them inside and took them in the elevator to the top floor. A large window that took up an entire wall showed off a nice view of the city. John didn't have long to look at it before he noticed Emily starting to unbutton her pants.

"What're you doing?"

"Uh... catching up? Before I moved, you said the next time we met up we'd compare sizes again."

"Like, here? Now?"

She rubbed the front of her jeans. "Afraid I'll finally beat you?"

"In your dreams, shrimpy," he said confidently to hide his nervousness. With how much bigger she was in general, it made him wonder if her dick really did grow. After all, it was like she said. He hadn't changed

at all

since then.

Behind him, Brooke stepped up and wrapped her arms around his stomach as her head rested on his shoulder. Her pleasant voice whispered in his ear. "No matter who wins, it won't change how I feel about you."

As the words left her lips, Emily pulled one of the biggest, fattest cocks John had ever seen out of her pants. Big enough to rival the girls they watched in porn. Thick enough that when her assistant eagerly gripped it, she couldn't wrap her fingers around the whole thing. And from his shoulder, Brooke's mouth hung open as her eyes were glued to it.

"Your turn," she said expectantly.

"I don't know if-" John was cut off as Brooke's hands darted between his legs.

Her deft fingers felt around for his pants button to undo them and take them off. By the time she slipped them down and pulled them off, all the pulling and prodding had made him rock hard.

Emily looked confused for a moment, then laughed to herself. "Oh right, I forgot men were growers. Guess we should get hard for a proper contest."

She wrapped a large hand around her base, but Lenna started furiously stroking for her. It took some time, but her cock slowly swelled to life. Twitching and throbbing until it stood tall and proud.

"Come on, dude," Emily playfully slapped her cock against him. "No need to feel embarrassed."

John tried to speak up, but he was too stunned by the sheer size of her cock. Seeing it made something stir within him that he was afraid to indulge.

"Hey," she nudged him with a reassuring smile. "I'll shoot my load first to give you more time to work yourself up. Not like our cocks are easily stirred anymore, right?"

All three of them watched in awe as her hand glided up and down her shaft. In the time it took for her hand to go from tip to base and back, John could've done it three or four times.

Emily placed her other hand on her hip as her enormous balls tensed tightly against her. A rope of cum erupted from her tip, launched over her bed, and splattered across the wall. She tried to aim lower to not make a mess, but the second and third ones missed as well. One final rope, smaller than the rest, barely made it onto her bed.

"Damn," Brooke whispered. The cum on the wall was so thick that it was like she had splattered white paint all over it.

"I know, I know," Emily looked embarrassed. "I probably can't cum as much as you, but I'm just getting started."

John looked down at her cock to see she was still just as hard. How long did it take for a cock like that to calm down? While he was staring at her cock, Emily nudged him again.

"Still can't get it up, huh?" She reached down and grabbed his dick. He was small enough for her hand to encompass his entire length. Not even his tip poked out as she started stroking. "We can't compare until you're hard. I wanna see if I finally beat you."

Her hand furiously stroked him, oblivious to the fact that he was the hardest he'd ever been in his life. He couldn't speak to let her know. It felt so good that his brain had shut down. It was all he could do to hold back his moans until he couldn't take it anymore. John held his hands close to his chest as his dick spurted out a single rope of cum. His thinner load barely shot far enough to reach the bed.

"Sorry!" Emily let go of his quickly deflating dick. "I didn't realize that's your full size. Thought I'd have some real competition like before."

"It's...okay..." He heaved, trying to hide his intense blush. "I guess you finally beat me."

Emily placed a hand on Lenna's head as the girl started kissing the base of her cock. Precum as thick as his normal cum started running down her length. A soft smile formed on her lips. "I guess I did."

"How big are you exactly?"

Her hand played with Lenna's hair as they talked. "Oh, I haven't measured in years. I was four inches when I left.... Wait, Lenna, how big did you say I was when you measured?"

Lenna gulped a mouthful of precum and nuzzled Emily's abs. She practically purred her answer. "Fourteen inches."

"So, I grew around ten inches since then," she patted Lenna's head. "This little vixen just had to know how big I was the moment she was assigned to me."

The arms around John's stomach lessened as Brooke took a step towards Emily. She didn't outright leave him, but he could feel her hunger for Emily's cock. And how could he blame her? He'd always been straight, but that cock made even

him

tempted to have a taste. To know what a real cock could do.

"How about we fuck our girls together?" Emily asked. Her assistant ran her tongue along her base, lapping up more of her precum. "Just like old times."

"You two fucked girls at the same time?" Brooke asked with surprise.

"On occasion..."

Emily pulled the used blanket off her bed and tossed it to the side. "Not just that. Sometimes we'd even tag-team a girl."

"You and

John

?"

"He didn't tell you?" Emily laughed as Lenna laid back on the bed and shamelessly spread her legs. "We'd play rock paper scissors to see who'd fuck her pussy while the loser fucked her ass."

John had a hard time looking Brooke in the eye. "Yeah, but that was a while ago."

His fiancé didn't say anything. Instead, a mischievous grin spread across her face. She laid down next to Lenna and spread her legs as well, showing her glistening thighs from how wet Emily had made her. For a moment, he thought Brooke was leaving him for a superior cock, but she raised a hand to wave him over.

"Size doesn't matter to me. Okay, babe?" John had a hard time believing her since her eyes would flick over to Emily's cock rubbing against Lenna. "Let's just have some fun tonight."

Their quiet conversation was interrupted by a loud squeal of delight. John and Brooke looked over to see Emily's tip stretching Lenna's pussy wide open. A bulge travelled up her stomach as Emily pushed in deeper and deeper. She clawed at the sheets, back arching as she did.

"Come on," Brooke blushed.

John wanted to, he really wanted to. But since Emily jerked him off, his dick needed a few minutes to recover. He tried to stick it in anyway, but it was so limp that it kept slipping out. In the end, he settled for just rubbing between her lips.

"Are you seriously fucking her like a girl?" Lenna suddenly asked amused. She opened her mouth to say more, but Emily silenced her by jamming her cock another couple of inches inside.

"Don't be rude," Emily chastised her and gave John a reassuring smile. "You can have sex just as fulfilling with a tiny dick. Like, look at lesbians. They are perfectly happy and they don't even need one."

John burned bright red while Brooke held back a laugh. He knew she didn't mean to be insulting, but she had essentially called his dick a clit. Between his flaccid dick and the endless moans of Lenna, John took a step back from Brooke.

"Sorry, I just need a breather."

"It's all right, dude," Emily looked over her shoulder at him. "Actually, since you're not busy, mind running to the store and grabbing some condoms? Totally forgot to buy some earlier."

He glanced at Brooke whose eyes were glued to Emily's cock. Maybe he just needed a minute alone to regain his stamina and start fresh. His dick might not be big, but he could at least show Lenna he knew how to fuck like a man.

"I guess I could."

"Just don't take too long! If Lenna passes out on me, I might have to finish with your little fiancé," Emily laughed with a playful wink.

John laughed nervously and headed out. She wouldn't actually fuck his fiancé, would she? Sometimes it was hard to tell when she was being serious. And it didn't help that the thought of it happening made his dick twitch.

He rushed down to find a store, but the nearest one was a few streets away. It took almost fifteen minutes to make it, but he was in and out of the store in a flash. And right next to the condoms were some pills to help keep an erection after cumming.

Another fifteen minutes and he was back at Emily's door. Before he opened it, he shook a pill out and swallowed it. In just a minute or two, his dick should be rearing to go. He hesitated as he grabbed the door handle. Everything was too quiet. When he had left, he could hear Lenna moaning through the door, but now there was nothing.

John quietly poked his head in to see Lenna already lying unconscious on the bed. Her pussy was stretched wide open and occasionally spurted a thick fluid each time her body twitched. And Emily stood between Brooke's legs. Her massive cock, slick with Lenna's juices, playfully rubbed against Brooke's stomach.

"Well, it's been half an hour," Emily said as she reached down to idly slap her cock against Brooke. "Think we've given him enough time. And since he's late, I guess I get to have a go at you."

At that moment, John froze. He had the opportunity to stop her, to call out and say he was back. That he made it in time. And he knew Emily would stop if he asked... and yet... he didn't.

John stood there and watched as Emily trailed her cock down until her large tip pressed against Brooke's hole. It was so big that it looked like it wouldn't be able to fit. Before the pill had the chance to do anything, John's dick throbbed back to life as he watched Emily slip her tip into his fiancé.

"Fuck!" Brooke cried out. "

Stars above

, you're big!"

"I only put the tip in," Emily laughed and placed a hand on Brooke's stomach.

"What? But it's so-"

Brooke was cut off as she let out a guttural moan. Emily had pushed a couple of inches inside until a visible lump formed in the pit of Brooke's stomach. Her back arched as a stream of clear fluid squirted out from between her legs. A feat John had never been able to manage.

"Looks like someone's enjoying herself."

Brooke hummed and gasped uncertainly. When she didn't respond, Emily forced another couple of inches inside. Reaching deeper than John ever could. That made Brooke's arms flail around to grab something to hold onto while her legs squeezed around Emily's hips.

"W-wait... fuck!" she gasped. "It feels like you're going to split me in half! I can't possibly take anymore!"

Emily smirked at her as her hand rubbed in small, comforting circles on her stomach. "That's what they all say at first. But I've never fucked someone who couldn't take it."

She forced in a few more inches, over half her length was buried in his fiancé. Again, it made Brooke's body spasm as another stream of fluid squirted from her.

"Well, I guess there's been a few who couldn't," Emily said nonchalantly and started thrusting in and out. "But they never complained when I made it fit."

Drool ran down Brooke's chin as Emily slowly stretched her out. Emily tried talking to Brooke, but she was unresponsive. Her mind had completely broken. She just laid there squirming as Emily casually rearranged her insides.

John didn't realize how far he was leaning into the apartment, or how furiously he was rubbing his dick through his pants. He was so caught up in what was going on that he lost his balance and stumbled into the room. Emily looked over her shoulder at him and lit up.