Here's where things get...strange.
Chapter 3
I woke in the morning from an intensely erotic dream. My wish had come true. I'd been fucking Sarah, with a penis. My penis. When I came to, I was humping the mattress. I almost laughed at the futility of it. Sarah was already up and about, evident by my searching arm not finding her in bed with me. Blinking my eyes open, I groggily sat up to get out of bed. The cool air hardened my nipples painfully, not to mention the hardwood floor turned my bare feet to ice. I'd forgotten that we'd fallen asleep naked.
Gathering up a change of clothes, I made my way to the bathroom down the hall from my room. I could hear Sarah and my mom laughing in the kitchen. Both of them were early risers, whereas I always slept in a bit. They'd probably been up for over an hour, gabbing away. Sarah got along with Mom almost better than I did. I smiled, overhearing Sarah going on about some hot stud that worked in my mom's office, trying to talk her into asking him out on a date.
Mom deserved a date. My father left us when I was fifteen, and mom hadn't dated but twice since then. Sending a little hope mom's way that Sarah would be successful into talking her into dating mom's coworker, I stepped into the shower.
The hot water felt fantastic against my skin. Running my hand down between my legs, I remembered Sarah touching me there, the feel of her mouth on me, tongue pushing inside. I smiled at the memory. Things low in my body tightened, and I couldn't help myself. Putting my foot up on the lip of the tub, I rubbed myself until I was good and wet, then pushed two fingers inside my heated sex, rubbing and caressing. The tight feeling inside of me grew and grew, almost to the point of pain, and when I came, I climaxed so hard that I almost fell on my ass. Slumping down in the tub on my back, the shower beating down on my groin, I relaxed and caught my breath.
After a few minutes, there was something strange about the way the water felt against my crotch and stomach. It felt good. Actually, it felt really good. That tight feeling in my body was gone, and with it came an inexplicable sense of freedom. Having no idea what that was all about, I pushed up onto my elbows. I was about get up to my feet when I saw something that almost made me scream. I had to blink several times and rub my eyes to make sure I wasn't hallucinating. There, between my legs, lying against my stomach, was a penis.
Holy shit!
I closed my eyes and pinched my arm, certain I was dreaming, but the feel of the shower against my apparent erection didn't go away, and when I looked at it again, the penis was still there. I sat bolt upright and gawked at my groin. No, this wasn't a penis. It was far too big for that. This was a cock.
Oh my God. The wish.
Could the storekeeper have been telling the truth? Was my wish granted by the statue of Freyja?
Hesitantly, I touched the long hard cock with my fingertips. Sure enough, I felt the soft touch of my fingers against the shaft, and it felt good. Okay, it was real. In a panic, I felt lower between my legs and breathed a sigh of relief when I found that I still had a vagina. Okay, I was still a girl. Right?
I was too stunned to think of anything else, like the implications of what this could mean. I could think of nothing but the hard organ sticking up from my groin. I felt around gently with my fingers, running the tips up the lips of my pussy and around the base of the shaft. At first, I thought the phallus might have replaced my clit, but then I found it, pressed up under its hood behind the shaft sticking out of me.
As I was exploring, there was a loud knock on the bathroom door.
"Honey, you almost done?" Mom asked.
I almost hyperventilated. Please, God, don't let her come in here.
"Yeah, mom!" I shouted back.
"Okay, well, breakfast is ready."
"Be right there!"
I jumped up to my feet and reached past the shower curtain to grab a towel, but stopped halfway when the head of my dick poked the curtain, making me look at it. Now that I was standing, the alien penis was angled away from my body, letting me get my first good look at it. Good Lord in Heaven...it was huge! Wondering how big it was, I wrapped my hand around the shaft.
Ohhhhh, I really shouldn't have done that.
The feel of my soft hand around my dick was amazing. Before I knew what I was doing, my hand was gently exploring my length. I could just get my thumb and forefinger around the shaft, it was that thick. When I bent it down to point away from me, it looked positively massive, but oh man, it felt good when I did that. Before I knew it, I was masturbating, or more appropriately, jerking off.
I wouldn't say it felt better than when I diddled my clit, but the sensation was so new, so alien to me, that it felt fantastic. Angling the cock to point up, I saw that the head reached my belly button. Marveling at the size of the thing, I watched in awe as it began to throb in my hand, and at the same time, that tightness in my sex returned. It was the same, but not. I can't really describe it, except that as I pumped my hand up and down the shaft, the tightness inside of me grew. It was like right before I came, only a lot more intense. I could feel my arousal leaking down my thighs. With my other hand, I pushed a finger into my aching cunt, then two, curling the tips against that spot. The stroking of my cock felt even better. It hit me so fast, there was no warning. My pussy clamped down on my fingers and the most amazing sensation burst in my belly, roared up the shaft of my dick and exploded at the tip. I came hard, watching in awe as a thick rope of white cum burst out of the tip of my cock. A second rope followed it, a third and forth, over and over until I lost count.
When I opened my eyes again, I realized I must have turned to face the shower curtain at some point, because there was a mess of white cream all over it. My cock was still long and thick, but it wasn't nearly as hard as before. I shook my head at the sight of it hanging down between my legs.
"Amy, come on!" Sarah shouted at the door.
My eyes flew wide open. "Just a second!"
