The summer quickly passed, and soon it was time to leave for college once again. All in all it was a good break from school, well... except for the day and night arguments with my parents about chopping off my cock.
It had been just under a year since I started the treatments and since we did not see any success, the doctor stopped the regimen before school let out for the summer. I thought about not even returning to school this year but Alexis is just too persuasive. God I love that girl.
The night before classes started I laid in bed thinking about everything. I so wanted it to have worked. I tossed and turned for what seemed like a day until I could not take it anymore. I crawled out of bed and began reading through all the material that the doctor gave me. Over and over, I poured through material and just when I was about to call it quits... I found it. All this time I have been thinking that these treatments and pills were for one specific thing, my penis. As it turns out the treatments were designed to enhance the effects of the trials that I was born with.
Suddenly my mind was clear and all the information I was reading clicked, I understood it in an instant. The treatments were in fact working and it was affecting my brain, not my dick. Synapses were firing perfectly in sync one with another. My brain started processing information faster, allowing me access to my body like I have never imagined possible. My brain was using up all my energy and I collapsed onto my bed as though I was in some sort of trance. But that did not keep my brain from working and I remembered everything. While in the trance, mind discovered what the experiments to my grandmother actually passed onto me. I was my genetic code. Those experiments made me different, better but different.
I gasped as I regained control of my body, sitting myself up straight. Holy shit, it was all becoming clear. My genetic code now allowed me to... change my genetic code. I know it sounds crazy, but I'm now able to fix myself.
For a moment I wanted to run tell the professor that it worked, but then the thought occurred to me, 'If he thinks it didn't work, then I'm off their radar'. And I want to be off any radar as far as I could.
I was too excited to fall asleep, but my body was too exhausted from my brain working overtime and eventually won the battle. I passed out and collapsed onto my bed once again.
It had been almost a year since I had the last dream about using my dick but tonight, they started again. It was the same college as the last dream, as well as the college I am currently attending. Just like every dream before, the girl was different. Her name was Cassidy. A basketball player who stood at a gorgeous six foot even. Her average sized breasts were made up for by her athletic body, rock hard abs and perfectly sculpted ass and thighs.
She was sat at a table in the far corner of the top floor. Her thick, long, black hair draped over her shoulder and rested on her open cleavage, accentuated by her pushup bra and tight blue V neck T shirt. She had beautiful brown skin and the cutest nose I had ever seen set perfectly above her flawless lips.
I felt confident so I didn't worry about leading up to anything. "Hi, I'm Alexa, and I want to fuck you over and over again till your pussy explodes all over me."
She seemed put off and disgusted for a moment, as anyone should. "Excuse me, can you please leave?" She leaned away from me with a horrible look of disdain.
I was about to leave but her mood suddenly changed and the grimace turned to a smile. "Well, hold on a second. I shouldn't have been so rude, you're more than welcome to stay and talk at least." The girl had changed completely. We chatted for a while then returned to her apartment.
By the time we reached her doorstep she couldn't wait any longer. She pulled me through the doorway, kissing me down the hall and into her room. It was amazing. It may have only been a dream but it was as though I actually experienced it myself. She couldn't move fast enough, ripping her clothes off then, mine. she pulled me onto her as we playfully fell onto the bed.
Not a word was spoken for next three hours but it was not as rough or graphic as my last dream. This time it was more primal, pure and sensual, as though we actually connected instead of just fucked. We went from bed to floor and back again, eating each other out and then letting her take me inside of her most secret place.
Before we could finish our afternoon of passion, I woke up with my alarm clock screeching in my ear, letting me know it was seven thirty. Time to get ready for my eight o'clock class.
"Holy shit!" I screamed quietly, not to wake Alexis. "Is this real? Did it really work?" I looked down at my massive cock, sticking straight up at my face almost flat on my stomach, touching just above my belly. Throbbing with the beat of my heart, I just stared at it. Half believing that it was real, I reached down with one hand and took hold of my shaft. I could feel the heat coming off it before I even touched it.
My God, I can't believe this. It is real... and it feels good. Without even thinking I began gently stroking my length.
I could feel the blood rushing through my member, making it hotter and even harder. I reached my other hand down and started playing with my pussy, dipping two, then three fingers inside. I gripped my shaft harder and started pumping faster and faster.
What the fuck was this? What have I been missing out on? This is amazing. I felt myself twitch and wad of precum shot up and landed between my breasts. I couldn't believe my eyes.
I kept pumping and the precum just kept flowing, spilling out onto my belly and shaft, providing lube for my hand which was now moving at lightning fast speeds. But I just couldn't stop. The more I pumped, the better it felt which made me want it more, so I pumped harder and faster. Every once in a while a large burst of precum would shoot further than the regular flow and hit my face or neck. But I liked it.
I was still working my clit and shaft, soaking myself in precum. My arm was on fire and my fingers numb, but I couldn't stop. I suddenly pictured the girl in my dream and that was enough for me. A switch flipped in my brain and sent fireworks through my entire body. Seizing and tensing up, my back arched, bringing my head and upper back off the bed. The walls of my pussy clenched on my fingers, making it almost impossible to pull them out, not that I wanted to. So I shoved them in further. My other hand didn't stop either. Pumping and pumping, my shaft was almost on fire. The pressure built and I could not contain it any longer. A wave of pleasure rocked my entire body as rope after rope of cum blasted out of me up toward my head. My cum plastered my face and tits and ran down to my belly. It went on forever and seemed that the more I pumped the more I blasted cum all over my body, landing in my hair, and even shooting a rope or two past my head, splattering on the wall behind me.
The storm finally calmed and I started slowing down but not my member. It kept shooting rope after rope, across my naked body. Every time it hit my face or tits it would turn me on even more and make me stroke harder. It made sense though; this was the first time I came out of my cock. The first time ever, now that I think about it. The smile on my face turned into a giggle and then a laugh. I just couldn't believe what I had done.
Ali walked through the door rubbing her eyes from having just woken up. My bed and body were both covered in my own product and cum was still flowing lightly from my pussy as well as my tip. It dripping onto my stomach and ran down my shaft onto my hand.
Her eyes widened, "What the Fuck?" she cried out. She sounded mad but I didn't care. I just kept laughing and stroking myself, milking the last bit of cum out of me. I looked her in the eyes but I couldn't stop, still running my hand along my length from root to tip.
But just like always, Ali surprised me. She walked slowly toward me with a smile appearing on her face. "Holy shit Al, it's working! How the fuck did you get it working?" She started giggling with me as I laughed. It was difficult not too when both saw what this bad boy of mine could do. "Fuck, was this just one orgasm?"
I nodded, sliding a finger across my face clearing of what surplus remained. I licked my fingers clear of my own spunk and continued to laugh.
Ali was happy for me. Together we've dreamt of this day, but never really thought it would come (every pun intended). "This is great," she said still walking toward me, picking up the towel I had dried myself off with the night before. "God," she chuckled, "You are so cute. I can't believe I just caught you the first time you ever masturbated... I'm actually honored." She sat on the bed beside me, not caring she was sitting in all my spunk and juices and started to clean me.
She started by using her hand to scrape the excess off my tummy and breasts, letting it fall to the mattress. She then lay down on her side facing me and smiled. Throwing the towel over most my body, she used the edge to wipe my face. Once a spot was cleared, she kissed my cheek and continued to clean me with the towel. But it wasn't weird, she was my sister.
I giggled and talked as she wiped me clean, and Ali just listened. I told her everything that happened, what I read, what I found, and what I learned. I told her about my dream and what I had found when I woke up and what it was like when I first touched it. I told her about the thoughts racing through my mind and what it felt like coming with both my cock and pussy at the same time. I even mentioned how I was turned on by being hit in the face with my own cream. It was as though the male and female forces in my body and soul were manifesting themselves separately but also together.
Ali scooted closer resting her head on my shoulder just above my breast. She grabbed a handful of towel and threw it over my still throbbing, shaft covered in cum. With a light touch, she pulled the towel across my member, wiping it clean. She whispered, "I still can't believe what I'm looking at Al, this is amazing," intrigued by what basically sprouted from between my legs. The towel slowly fell away from my cock as she wiped it. She hesitated for a moment, rubbing my belly with her hand and staring at it.
I could sense her hesitation, "Ali? You better not let this make things weird between us, it's still me. You're still my sister and you're still the one who has saved me time and time again. I love you." I took a deep breath and continued, "You've been there for me through everything, technically this thing is as much yours as it is mine."
