After basking in the afterglow of her powerful orgasm Emily fell into a strange dream. In the dream she stood in a meadow filled with flowers. She looked around noting how the grassland and flowers seemed to stretch on forever, all the while she noted the scent surrounding her. It was similar to the smell of sex, but weaker, yet somehow stronger. As she mulled this over, she failed to notice a figure walking towards her from behind.
"I see you marvel at this place." Said the unknown figure, causing Emily to yelp in surprise.
She turned and studied the newcomer. Despite the long cloak she wore, Emily could tell it was female. She was tall, standing at maybe six foot two, maybe more. She looked down trying to gauge her measurements, but somehow the cloak shrouded them, barely letting her make out the female shape.
"You will not know my body until you win my tournament, Emily Ralia." The woman said and Emily instantly knew who it was;
"Sors Nepellus." She stated in disbelief.
"Yes it is me, and I come here to give you some unfortunate news Miss Ralia." The goddess said and sat down on the soft grass, motioning for Emily to join her. Once she sat the pleasure goddess began to explain what she meant:
"You see, I imbued one card in each deck I gave the twelve of you with a small amount of my power, making it's effects permanent or granting the player some of it's abilities," Emily took this in, despite still processing the fact that she sat next to a goddess. "However with your deck I was careless, or excited should I say, as yours was the last one I made. I wanted to get this tournament started as soon as I could, and because of that you have both a blessing and a curse." She looked at Emily, though the hood of her cloak made it impossible for Emily to distinguish any of her features. She nodded for the goddess to continue.
"Every card in your deck has a small amount of my power, making the effects more powerful, and permanent, unless overridden by a new card. I am sorry for that blunder Emily Ralia." Before she could raise any questions the scenery disappeared and her eyes opened wide, staring up at her ceiling.
Her mind went through what she had been told. Her cards were stronger than the others, thus making their effects permanent, she summarised in her head. Remembering what she had done before falling asleep she looked between her mounds to see a flaccid cock laying across her stomach, with it's head peaking at her from between her breasts. Her mind struggled with the fact that it was clearly still flaccid, despite the fact that it was far longer and thicker than anything she'd seen before. She sat up, the slight friction stimulating her new phallus, causing it to straighten slightly, and looked at the lone card on her playmat, which had also changed, now only having one creature slot and four equipment, just as the goddess's representative had said. She picked the single card up, hoping that it would make her penis disappear.
Nothing happened. She sighed, the goddess had told her it wouldn't work. She looked at the card's illustration, noting how the cock stood proudly, it's head easily several inches above a perversely posing elven creature's own. Even though she was freaked out by this, she felt her cock growing, and her pussy moisten as she stared at the picture. Her hands reacted to her lust, one wrapping around her growing girth, the other struggled not to drop the card and rub at her wet heat. She looked away from the card, to see her cock head now level with her eyes.
It leaked excessive amounts of pre-cum. The flow was constant, though an occasional burst would follow whenever she stroked herself, or something rubbed against her cunt. Her lust now overpowered all other motor-functions, forcing her hand to begin stroking the entire length, squeezing it to milk of it's thick fluid, while pushing three of her long fingers inside her love canal, the card now discarded on the table, finding and rubbing her g-spot. The already incredible flow increased, now completely covering her bare torso in it's viscous secretions. Realising how long it took to stroke the whole length, she withdrew her hand from her pussy, bringing it to the base of her still swelling cock, now peaking over her head and as thick, if not thicker than her forearm. Her moans rose in volume until she was certain the entire building could hear them.
She couldn't care less however, as her pleasure intensified to the point of absolution. Her new cock had risen above her head now, and only then did it seem to stop growing. As she pumped it with her hands, squeezing out each ecstatic drop of pre-cum, her tongue lolling out in the hopes of catching a falling drop. When that failed to yield results she began licking her now slick length, trying to satisfy her incredible hunger. As if in response a sudden flood of cock juice poured from the tip, coating the entire length and her hands in the thick, viscous fluid. More, she thought and felt it rising; her orgasm.
The heat grew within her gut until she felt it explode. It was unlike any climax she had ever attained before, she could feel the scolding hot cum shooting up her two foot pillar, before blasting from the head with more force than a hose. It coated the ceiling, even rebounding off of it and splattering her. She leaned her head back, mouth open wide, both from the overpowering orgasm and the need to taste herself. As more flew from her cock, she groaned in ecstasy and even leaned back in to lick the length as best she could. The flow began to subside, slowing to a small burst, accompanied by a constant river of her cum running down her length and onto her waiting tongue.
Once the ocean of sensations had faded a little, Emily looked around. Gasping in pleasured surprise, the area around her was splattered liberally with cum, particularly herself and the couch, both were coated with a thick layer of her cock juice. The sight and incredibly potent scent of sex was quickly energising her again, and she could see her impossible cock beginning to rise once more. Before it could Emily ran to the bathroom, more specifically her bathtub, where she could cum and drain it after she was done. Her cock rose to its full glory and she once again went to work.
The next orgasm came faster than before, but it was much more powerful. As she came she aimed it down, aiming to keep it in the bath as much as possible, but the blast was far too powerful to be fully contained. She fired again and again, the rebound coating her in a fresh layer. It took what felt like hours, but was really just over a minute, before her second male orgasm ended, with her tub being more than half filled. Once again she regained her thoughts enough to marvel at the amount, especially since she didn't have testicles, but also at the fact that she shouldn't be able to pump enough blood to make it erect, even flaccid it seemed to be too much, yet she felt great. Once again the sight and smell began to arouse her.
Two hours later... Emily groaned as she woke. She didn't remember when she fell asleep, but what she knew was that she felt great.. She stayed where she was for a minute, trying to gather the will to get up. When she did, her initial thought was; 'Did an elephant cum in here?' She stared awestruck at her bathroom walls, which were once ocean blue with wavy patterns all over them, but were now coating in dried cum, she knew it was from the smell that permeated the air. Leaving before she got aroused once more, she went into her living room, to find it in a similar state, but less drastic. A large part of her ceiling was coating in cum, as was her couch. Trying to remember what had happened here, she checked her bedroom, pleased to see it was spick and span. She walked back into the living room.
On her table was her playmat. She picked up the single card on it, gasping as she the memories came flooding back to her. She looked down to see her huge cock hanging between her knees. She knew she could never go out in public with this thing, she might be able to manage if it would stay flaccid, but she knew that was near impossible. A sudden thought struck her. If they became whatever creature they played, then all she had to do was find a normal human creature. Picking up her new deck she went through it, searching desperately for a human female, but none were there. It seemed all her cards had been replaced with futanari types, or demon-futa hybrids. She groaned, but went through it again, this time looking for one with a more manageable cock size.
