http://www.asstr.org/~srb/ This story is a composite of a couple of different things I have thought about regarding futanari stories, I know the majority of writers here deal mostly in natural futa, that is born as one, or magical means. This is more of a sci-fi kind of story, so if it's not your thing you might want to mosey on by. Don't read if under 18 or illegal in your little corner of the world, like you'll listen. This should appear only on my website http://www.asstr.org/~srb/ F3, Futanari Palace, Pal's archive site, through Pal's yahoo group, on Pal's Forum... well, it basically should be wherever Pal's stuff is. Also at the Grey Archive, and some other places they might end up, they know who they are. This is copyright me, so don't call it yours. Feedback can be left here. I created all the characters, they are all fictional, and any relevance to anyone living or dead, is incidental BTW there is plenty of different portions which have been reused by numerous science fiction shows movies and books, including nanotechnology, rapid pregnancy, and various scientific mumbo jumbo, which I will try to keep to a minimum. (Bounce a graviton particle beam off the main deflector dish...) THIS CHAPTER contains masturbation impregnation and futa/futa sex in a dream. Chapter 4 Nocturnal Emissions It was weird, but it felt so natural. It was a part of her body but still seemed alien. And even after feeling it, using it, watching it, it still felt...unbelievable. Kyle sat up in her computer chair in the room they had provided her. It was nice, definitely under furnished, she would have bet it was just an extra laboratory, and they just moved everything into storage. Even the doctor's rooms were nicer, although they were allowed to bring in more than she was. A part of the contract she had signed would be that while she could bring whatever items she wanted, she had to keep all her electrical devices either at home or in storage. She didn't even know where she was, really. Well, she knew she was probably in some area of the Northeast, it was getting cold and the leaves were changing. They were thoughtful enough to provide her the opportunity to take a stroll outside, she had been told the area they were in was all government owned, and stretched for miles, even though the three of them were the only ones around. Well, except for the guard, kept to protect her she was told. She wondered what would happen if she had ever tried to leave, if they would use their weapons on her. As she sat, she read through the news feeds, she always read the information regarding the military and the news from Mars, as well as the baseball scores. She even had the information she could receive limited. Now that the procedure was completed, she couldn't talk to her mom or her sister using any kind of visual communication anymore. Well, they would have trouble even believing it was her now. As she got up and went to the bathroom, she discovered something fantastic. She could control where she peed from. She decided that she loved peeing from her new penis. Then she suddenly wondered which bathroom was she going to go into? Men would turn their heads at having a woman like her standing up at a stall next to them, but standing the wrong way in a woman's stall would probably turn heads too. 'Just have to figure that out as I go' she thought as she returned to her chair, sipping on a cup of cocoa. She looked at the full-length mirror she had brought with her form home; even sitting in her chair she could see a bulge in her sweatpants. They were the only thing that fit anymore. Most of her clothes wouldn't fit, or wouldn't make sense. A miniskirt wouldn't work well, and all her jeans were women's, and wouldn't house her new penis. Even now, she could feel it pressing against the fabric of her new underwear. Getting used to boxer shorts was difficult, she had always worn panties, but when she had tried putting them on she laughed out loud at how she looked in them. 'Well, it's time to get some shuteye' she thought to herself as she turned the monitor and lights off. She lay on her stomach for a moment, before sighing, thinking 'Is everything going to be so different?' While she slept down the hall, Thomas and Yoshi poured over the data that had been collected. "Unbelievable!" Yoshi said, marveling over the computer feed. "2.23 quarts of ejaculate! There's enough here to knock up thousands of women!" "Don't blow it out of proportions too much," Tom said, smiling to himself while they went over the information. "The larger point is that the sperm count is so high. Although I had never expected her to be so...well endowed." "Where's Nadia anyways, she said she wanted to look over this?" Yoshi asked, as he cleaned his glasses. Most people these days just got the corrective surgery, but Yoshi wore them because he thought it made people find him smarter. He didn't even have any problems with his eyesight, although he never revealed that little vanity. "Said she was sick, didn't want to get us sick with so much work we're up to. She probably got it from one of her morning walks. I sent a copy to the workstation in her room, she should keep up" Tom replied. "She always seems to. I half thought she was going to fuck Kyle right there," he said, with a snicker. "Wouldn't you have loved that?" Tom said with a laugh. "You know I would!" Yoshi laughed back. The two had joked for years about how randy Yoshi got, especially around women. The only reason he was able to be recruited for the project was his "honorable" retirement in exchange for his previous employers keeping silent about his sexual harassment. Of course, Nadia would probably throw him across the room if he tried anything with her. "Anyways, I think we've gone through enough for today," Tom said, realizing he'd been awake for almost twenty straight hours. "I'll see you in the morning, we still have a lot of other tests to run before we report in" As the moon rose and the night fully enveloped the facility, Kyle fought with an old enemy of hers, insomnia. She tried everything she could, drinking warm milk, tossing, turning, propping her head up with a pillow, everything she could short of talking a pill, she hated the groggy feeling it gave her. She had suffered insomnia for over a decade, but she used to work out to relieve the frustration and wear herself out. Now they wouldn't even let her lift weights, and since she grew her new member, they said she was supposed to take it easy. That left the only other thing she used to do was... 'Oh what the hell' she thought as she reached under her mattress and grabbed her old glass friend. It had been four years since she had a boyfriend, or even had sex with one. She had a few lesbian relationships since then, but only her good glass got her off the way she liked it. As she lay there in the dark, she pulled her sweatpants down and pressed the glass dildo up against her shaft. Even soft, the glass cock was almost a half-inch shorter than her new penis. She brought the dildo down to between her legs, lifting up her ball sack as she teased her labia, drawing a circle around the moist opening. Even in the dark, she didn't miss a beat, with every slow circle she bumped onto her clit, feeling the blood rushing towards it, and she grasped her cock with her other hand. She could feel her heartbeat racing through it as it grew and grew, becoming harder and thicker as the blood engorged it. She began to slowly stroke her hardening cock, as she readied herself to take her dildo. She pushed the head into her tight opening, although she had fucked her glass friend dozens if not hundreds of times before it felt bigger. To be more accurate, she was now tighter, another piece of restoration achieved by the nanobots. As she started to pump it in, she felt the same bump she had felt before, and after a hard push, she realized she had just broke her hymen, again. Only this time, it didn't hurt. As she looked down, she almost smacked herself in the face with her own cock. As she moved her hand up to the tip, she finally realized that with a little effort, she could take it in her mouth. She opened wide, taking the head of her cock, tasting the thick and salty precum oozing out of it. Of course, her amount of precum was more than most men would shoot without having sex for a week. As she kept suckling on her own cock, she began to jerk off and fuck her pussy at the same rate, pushing the dildo in as she thrust down, and pulling the dildo out as she thrust up. Having forgotten to remove her shirt, she felt her hard nipples pushing against the silky satin of her bra, but in her current state, she wasn't going to break off what she was doing if a fire broke out. As she continued to get herself off, her mind focused back on the image she saw the last time she had her physical. The idea of fucking herself, having a fourteen-inch cock fucking herself or being fucked by that sized cock, her mind was racing. She pumped faster, imagining that it was her tight body being fucked instead of her fist, furiously fucking her hand and sopping twat in unison, as another inch of her cock pushed it's way down her mouth. She wanted it, she needed someone, anyone, just any woman with a willing opening. And another man, to satisfy her other end. Her hand flew at a speed almost inhumanly possible, she could feel her balls churning as her load was brewing heavy in her bloated sack. She moaned as she felt it begin to force its way up, it felt like a fire hose was being bent and when it was straightened... She would have screamed her head off had her mouth not been already filled. Rivets of hot cum blasted her mouth, filling it in almost an instant. As she continued to pump she took the cock out of her mouth with a loud plop noise, swallowing the load while her body pulsed with each spurt. In seconds she had covered her own face with cum. A moment later she pointed it straight up, feeling the cum bubble up like a beer bottle and spill all around her cock, gathering about her tight stomach, running down the shaft of her cock as she used it for additional lubrication. Her hand never left her pussy, knowing from before she could still have her female orgasm. As her cock continued to shoot and shoot, running down her creamy white thighs copious amounts of the white juice incidentally began to enter her as she continued with her dildo play, unnecessarily adding extra lubricant. As her penile orgasm died down, she started to fuck herself in earnest, unbeknownst to her pushing more and more of her thick creamy white cum deep into her very fertile womb. With one hand furiously fucking, the other was rubbing her giant clit, pinching it, jerking it, and just doing whatever she could to finish the deal. Then suddenly fireworks were going off in her head. Her body shook and thrashed about as waves of pleasure enveloped her body, starting from her kitty and working it's way outward. A flood of womanly juices, combined with semen, washed over the bed, soaking it in her love musk. Feeling completely satisfied, she removed the soaked dildo from her snatch, and put it back in it's hiding place under the mattress, turned on her side, and was snoring in seconds. Yet she wasn't the only one who was having troubles sleeping. Not that Nadia wasn't asleep but it was a fitful sleep, as she dreamed the same dream, over and over, pouring through her mind, consuming her every subconscious thought. The same start, every time, she's looking down at a woman being fucked. No face, no identity, only distinguishing feature was the moans being elicited. As she was fucked, Nadia looked down, realizing that it was her cock that was fucking the young girl. Not just making love, but hard, powerful, deliberate, dominant strokes. Her large penis was buried deep in this girl. As she continued to pound her from behind, she grabbed onto her breasts, tweaking the nipples hard with each lunge. As she increased in speed, she suddenly felt something slapping against her arm. Reaching down she found the girl had a cock too. As she reached around, she grabbed this with one hand and started jerking the cock off in concert with her fucking. Hot flesh on flesh, pounding, driving, never ending thrusting far past what she thought was possible for anyone. Her nipples were on fire, her cock was throbbing, her pussy soaked. As if a reprieve from up on high, she finally came, blowing a load deep into the girl's pussy, coating it with her cum, filling it with load after load of hot protein in an almost never ending orgasm, shaking her down to the very core of her body. As she finished, she removed her cock from the wet hole, watching with some glee as her jizz absolutely poured out of the girl's hole, falling onto her ball sack and down her legs. For no reason she could think of, she put her hand down, grabbing a handful of her cum and bringing it to her lips, tasting it at first with her tongue, then eventually pouring it down her throat, enjoying the thick, salty taste as her swimmers ran down her throat and into her stomach. Without warning the mystery girl got up, saying "Now it's your turn!" with a wicked smile, Nadia finally saw the face of the other girl, it was Kyle! The redheaded woman pushed her onto her back, and a second later penetrated her tight snatch, driving half of her fourteen inch cock into Nadia's poor body, driving her already burning pussy afire with pleasure. Kyle fucked her the same way she had fucked Kyle, hard, long driving thrusts. The only exception is that being fucked on her back she kept feeling her still hard cock smacking against her body, hitting her in the chest between her two breasts. As her pussy was being stretched to the limit by the gigantic girl cock buried deep within her, she started jerking off her own cock, feeling the tremendous pleasure still emanating from the massive member. Waves after waves of continuous orgasms racked her body as Kyle kept fucking, never slowing down, only speeding up, and filling her up to the brim. Nadia was in a never ending state of delirium, each orgasm coming one after the other, vaginal and penile, one after the other. After what seemed like an eternity of fucking, Kyle pulled herself out, shooting load after load over Nadia's body, Nadia had seen the girl cum quarts, but she was a fire hose going off now, never ending, and covering her body from head to toe. Nadia opened her mouth, sucking down as much as she could as she was being drenched with cum. She felt like she was drinking gallons of cum but never stopped gulping. After what seemed like forever and a day, dream Kyle finally finished cumming, and as Nadia lay her head back to rest a moment, when she opened her eyes she's looking down at a woman being fucked. No face, no identity, only distinguishing feature was the moans being elicited. The dream repeat itself over and over, Nadia dreaming of fucking / being fucked by dream Kyle until she woke up the next day. With the alarm clock going off, Nadia awoke form her restless sleep, trying to gather what was going on as the images of her dreams were tattooed permanently in her mind. As she got up, her clothes felt wrong. Reaching down, she couldn't believe what her hands found. Kyle, on the other hand, awoke happily after sleeping more soundly than she had in a long time. As she pulled her body off the sticky sheets that seemed like they were glued to her, she noticed something was strange. Reaching down, she couldn't believe what her hands found. Nadia's hand reached out to a fully formed penis and testicles, seven inches flaccid! Her scream was beaten only moments later when Kyle couldn't believe what she found when she woke up, a pregnant belly which looked like it was already past the first trimester! (This file was created by SomeRandomBastard (at) yahoo (dot) com, so send all flames there. Don't use without permission, and don't claim it's yours. Spread freely as long as this and the disclaimer above as well as the story entirely are untouched, unedited, and worshipped for the holy script they are not.) A critique, comments, flames, any responses are welcome, if they are pro, and then I'll consider making more. Don't be a jerk; send me a simple 2-minute or less message saying, hey, this was good. Thanks. Wow, so hard. http://www.asstr.org/~srb/