"Ouch, well, I guess I shouldn't be the only one." Caliban rebuked. "Welcome to Futa Taxi where we need to make a futa. Looks like we've got an interesting situation on our hands. Melanie here has the boobs for it, but Paul has got the cock. I think it's time for showdown."
Melanie was breathing hard, panicking. Paul didn't look good either.
"Melanie, you answer this question and you are free once we finish the round. What is your favorite color?"
"Blue!" Melanie shouted.
"Good answer, mine too," said Caliban, "Okay, round ends with Paul's answer. What is your favorite color?"
"Red!" Paul shouted.
"Ohhhhhhh, not so good that one." Caliban pouted, "Gonna be a rough sell to the judges. But what is the final ruling? Looks like Melanie gets to be the Futa boys and girls."
At that statement, something strange happened. Melanie looked over at Paul and when their eyes met something happened. Their bodies began to merge together. It was sort of like that, but it was more of Melanie absorbing Paul. The feeling for Melanie was euphoric. Paul was screaming. Slowly they became one. An indeterminate amount of time passed for Melanie and she had orgasmed uncountable times. But eventually she came to.
"Welcome back dear," Calbian was looking back, the car still driving itself even though she was staring right at Melanie.
Melanie started. She realized her clothes were gone. She was still her, she thought. She still had her long, brown hair. Her boobs were still ridiculous large. They were gorgeous though: pendulous and heavy but soft and supple. The areolas were large as silver dollars and capped with large, firm nipples. Her stomach was flat and toned, which was unusual. Moving down she panicked when she saw a penis. A penis that was attached to her. The largest penis she had ever seen. It was thick and veiny. Flaccid, it sat at just under about a foot in length, resting lazily on top of her ball sac. Under it were the largest testicles she had ever seen. They were easily the size of grapefruit and her hairless sac was veiny and warm against her legs. Surely, this couldn't be happening.
Then something strange happened. Melanie was aware of a strange awareness in her mind. It felt like a consciousness, someone else's awareness. Suddenly, she knew it was Paul. She didn't know how she knew that, but she did. The awareness bloomed, weak at first, but then a little stronger. She felt like she could suppress it if she wanted to, but she was too horrified by what was happening to do anything. The awareness that was now Paul was trying to communicate.
What...what...what happen? Paul said.
His sentence was simple and short, unintelligent. The feeling of him in her head was alien and she put her hands to her head and groaned.
"Ah, it looks like you sort of figured out what happened, my dear," Caliban explained, "But I'll fill you in. Paul has become that massive dick between your legs. He's much simpler than he was, but it's still him. You can control him to a point, but if he hasn't fucked in a while, he gets frustrated and angry. When I picked him up in this taxi, I don't think he had had sex for months, so this should be fun."
The word 'fucked' tripped something in the awareness that was Paul. Fucked...fucked...fuck...warmth, thought Paul.
With that, Melanie's dick began to lengthen and engorge. She realized she was getting her first boner. Her dick slowly hardened. Thickening until she wouldn't be able to close her hand around it, it sat fully erect two feet in length resting comfortably between her huge tits.
Warmth...soft...warm...FUCK, Paul thought. Melanie realized he was getting agitated and was referring to her huge tits. The foreskin on her dick had been pulled back and a large glob of precum seeped from the tip. With shaking hands, she reached up and put her hands around her erect member. Touching it sent waves of pleasure through her and Paul's awareness was obviously pleased and satisfied with the contact.
More...more...stroke me... Paul thought. His agitation was increasing and becoming an annoyance. Melanie just wanted to stop and get out. She removed her hands from her massive dick.
MORE...STROKE. Paul practically shouted in her head as she put her hands up to her forehead and groaned again. She tried to suppress him as he kept shouting but she couldn't keep him under control.
"Oh, I wouldn't try that dear. It's best to give him what he wants," Caliban laughed, "especially when he was as sex starved as poor Paul was. It'll only get worse until it drives you crazy. Masturbating helps, but he really wants sex."
The shouting in her head was almost unbearable. Humiliated, Melanie shakily started rubbing her penis. Paul relaxed immediately, retreating to the back of her mind as he emanated pleasure. For Melanie it felt good too. She had never had a penis before. The sight of her huge dick, fully erect was arousing. As she was stroking it, her arms mashed her boobs together and they engulfed the fleshy rod. She was almost tit fucking herself. Precum now dripped vigorously from her dick and began lubricating her hands and her boobs. She learned her head down and was surprised that she could put her mouth on the tip of her penis. At this Paul's awareness grew incredibly pleased. She felt it too and shook with waves of pleasure. The feeling of her hands gently rubbing her veiny rod smashed between her soft breasts and her mouth on her dick was the greatest thing she had experienced.
Yes...yes...yesssssssss...gooooooood. Paul thought in her mind.
She kept going and brought her tongue in, gently circling the tip of her penis making it quake in anticipation. She was able to get her mouth around the glans at the tip of her penis engulfing it with her delicate mouth. Fuck that feels good, she thought. Paul had stopped speaking in her head and instead was just simply emanating waves of pleasure. Melanie could feel it too. The pleasure of stroking herself, smashing her thick rod between the valley of her tits, and sucking on her deliciously warm cock was incredible all at once. It was made even greater by what she felt Paul was feeling.
Melanie continued to stroke harder and faster as precum flooded her mouth. Some of it leaked from the sides of her mouth and down on to her tits, lubricating her hands. She was completely unaware of what was happening around her. Paul was in ecstasy in the back of her head.
Faster and faster she stroked herself. Eventually she felt a pressure building in her balls. They churned strong and lazily. Was she going to cum? She continued sucking on herself, her cock hard as a rock. The pressure kept building up inside of her to her prostate.
Then, her cock stiffened even more, balls churning aggressively, massaging her large thighs. Cum shot up her cock as she orgasmed. She would have screamed if she didn't have her cock in her mouth. She realized later that she was bucking her hips and forcing it further into her mouth. Cum flooded her mouth, she swallowed some, but it was too much. Some of it explosively flew out covering her tits, thighs, and cock in its deliciously thick, white goo. Her cock sprung free as well and slapped her in the cheek and then came to rest in her chin.
Melanie let out a long groan as she basked in her post-orgasmic hazy. Holy shit, was that what it was like to cum as a guy? Paul was silent, he seemed...tired? If that was the right word. She had felt him orgasm too but had been caught up in her own that she had paid that much attention. Slowly however, her dick began to deflate and slither itself between her tits down to its "regular" size, which was massive compared to other dicks she had seen either in person or in porn. It now rested heavily on her cum soaked ball sac.
"Woah! I must say THAT was HOT." Caliban exclaimed from the front. "I've never seen a new futa go at it like that before. Well done girl, hard to believe you've never had a dick before!"
Awareness flooded back to Melanie and she looked up towards the front of the SUV. Caliban was sitting there and appeared to have a huge cock in her hands. She was also covered in cum.