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An Unwilling Donor Pt. 01

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This is not my story, though I did have a hand in its creation. Ragnarok385 is the one who wrote it off the ideas I pitched to him. I'm posting it here with his full permission.

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Sarah was so excited. Or at least that was how she remembered it all those years ago. She had always hated nights like this, thunder rumbling in the distance, but the sky shone blue with pale light filtering down amidst the clouds. It was approaching night; the pale light waning into the pink and red hues of sunset, but she knew they wouldn't last all that much longer. Staring out her window she could see the wall of blackness closing in, the physical representation of her metaphoric fear.

"No, my fear is all too real." Sarah quietly whispered to herself.

"What'd you say sis?"

Sarah turned her head to see her older sister setting down the last box Sarah had packed, her parents standing quietly in the doorway. "Nothing, just talking to myself." She smiled and turned completely to face her family. "Thanks for helping me move in."

"It's what family is for sis."

"Yah, you didn't have to though. Alex, I know you had to take work off. Mom and dad could have done this with me."

"Please, you make it sound like it was a chore to do this." Alex waved her hand dismissively, "Truth be told, I should be thanking you for getting me out of work right now. Things are going nuts with the latest project they have me working on. The guys down in the suite*-"

"I get it sis." Sarah smiled and crossed the room giving her sister a big hug. "You know I don't understand a word of what you'd be about to say anyways."

"Not yet," Alex smiled tousling Sarah's hair as she was apt to do. "But give it a year and everything I'm saying will make sense."

"I doubt one year is going to teach me everything you learned in four," Sarah said with a smile. "But I'll give it my best. After all," Sarah began her mouth curling into a smirk, "nothing is more embarrassing then your younger sister doing better than you in your own field."

"We'll see about that sis." Alex smiled playfully.

"Alex hurry up, we should probably go before it starts to really storm out."

Sarah's father called from the doorway.

Sarah wanted nothing more than to go and give her father a hug, but knew that she couldn't for fear of touching his skin with her own. Instead she strode over and kissed her mother gently on the cheek, looking to both of them, "Love you mom. Love you dad. Be safe on your way home."

"We will," Sarah's mom calmly squeezed Sarah's hand, "You be careful too sweetie. And hopefully your roommate isn't...you know...one of the-"

"Oh come off it mom," Alex said bounding towards the door. "I'm sure her roommate is going to be here any second."

Winking at her sister she continued, "I'm just sorry we couldn't help her move in too. I want to know what kind of girl you're going to be living with." Alex leaned in close with a knowing grin and whispered in Sarah's ear, "or if she's not all girl if you know what I mean."

Sarah had to stop herself from tensing up; she couldn't let her sister know. It was bad enough her parents had to deal with it, but she couldn't bear to tell her sister. She knew she wanted to, but she was afraid it might change how she acted towards her. And if there was one thing about her sister she adored it was the happy, fun-loving, always-there-for-you kind of sister that she was. "I know what you mean, and you know I don't swing that way." Sarah whispered back.

"Oh I know," Alex said louder and no longer conspiratorially, "Anyways have fun in college little sis. Don't do anything I wouldn't do."

Sarah and both her parents rolled their eyes, and the family broke out into a laugh at Alex's indignation. With a final few goodbyes Sarah watched her family go and turned back to her room and the various boxes she had to unpack.

Sarah sat with her back to the door, looking out the window as the lightning flashed across the sky. The rumbling of thunder followed each and every flash as did a wince from Sarah. It wasn't that she was necessarily afraid of the thunder, it was the memories it brought back from that night two years ago on her sixteenth birthday.

She remembered lying on her bed, Bryan lying next to her, his shirt was off, and she had an arm draped across his chest. She recalled it had been his idea to reach behind her back and undo her bra. His hands that had slowly slid it away from her chest, cupping her then B-cup breasts; his fingers toyed with her nipples, each breath she took quicker and shallower. Her hands had taken on a life of their own then, gripping his face and pulling it closer to hers, their lips meeting for the briefest of seconds before he was pushing her away and pulling her shirt over her head at the same time. She had fallen backwards on the bed, and as he attempted to straddle her she slid lower on the bed so her face met his crotch as he kneeled above her. She wasn't sure what had come over her then, but with deft hands she had undone his belt and slid his pants and boxers down around his ankles.

She shuddered as another flash of lightning and thunder echoed through the night. She remembered the sight of his erect cock springing free and her mouth encircling it. It was as though her tongue knew what to do. Even though she had never even considered doing something like this with Bryan, her boyfriend, there was an uncontrollable need in her mind. Now that she knew what that need was she was terrified of it, but then she remembered being exhilarated by it. It drove her onward, his cock twitching in her mouth, until he pulled her back up from his waist. She remembered the desire in his eyes, the unspoken question of whether this was something she wanted or not. Without hesitation her pants her were down around her ankles, her virgin lips spreading for him.

Lightning flashed and thunder quickly followed a roaring crash that shook her building. She jumped and settled herself back down, the lights in her building flickering slightly. She remembered the feel of him inside her. The momentary pain that she was told to expect was non-existent, instead she remembered her mind latching onto the need, the desire, and the...power. It felt like something unlocked, deep inside her. The feeling of warmth, the electricity racing up her spine with each and every thrust, and it was diminishing. She needed more; she had to feel more of that warmth, the ecstasy taking over her mind, forcing her to pull Bryan tighter and tighter against her. She could feel him trying to pull away, his body quivering slightly. Eventually his stronger frame winning out as just in time his dick emerged from her lips, cum spraying across her bare chest. She recalled the look on his face, flush with intense pleasure. She was sure hers was similarly reddened, and yet she had wanted more. She had to feel that feeling once again, needed it again. She reached for him and felt the jolt of electricity flow through her body, the need satiated. But she couldn't forget his eyes, the fear in them as the color drained from his face.

She remembered looking down as he tore his hand away, her eyes staring at his deflating erection and thinking that it seemed smaller. Her eyes had traveled to her own bare body, an intense heat flowing forth from just above her nether lips. She watched as something began to push out from her crotch, a mass of flesh, barely perceptible, but definitive in shape-

*SLAM*

Sarah leapt from her chair and spun to see a girl standing in the doorway; arms draped with bags and dripping wet. She was breathing heavily as she dropped her bags to the floor and looked up through her soaked raven colored locks, a huge smile eclipsing her face, "Hiya roomy! It's fucking wetter than a bitch in heat out there!"

Sarah didn't know what to make of the girl standing in her doorway. As short as she was, Sarah wondered how she even managed to carry all the bags she had up the stairs to their dorm room. Using her hands the girl managed to brush her black hair from out of her face, and Sarah could see straight through the white shirt she had on underneath to the crimson bra which covered her breasts. The girl seemed to notice for the first time how sheer her shirt had become and laughed a little. "Was going to wait until later to show you the girls, but I guess now's as good a time as any."

Before Sarah could object, the girl had her soaked white t-shirt off over her head and draped it over a chair sitting at the empty desk which belonged to her. The crimson bra, now fully revealed, showed the deep cleavage of Sarah's roommate, and as Sarah felt her heart quicken she remembered to speak. "Uh, before you start stripping, perhaps introductions are in order?"

"Oh!" the girl smiled and bounded across the room and held out her hand, "I'm Lily, nice to meet you."

"I'm Sarah, nice to meet you too." Sarah extended her hand and was surprised when she was instead enveloped in a crushing hug. Instantly Sarah felt something stir awake inside her, electricity beginning to flow up her spine towards her brain. The pleasure and the need began to come alive, and Sarah thrust her hands out pushing Lily away.

The smaller girl stumbled backwards a little bit, and Sarah tried hard to hide the fear in her eyes. "Sorry, I'm a really touchy-feely kind of person." Lily laughed, and thankfully seemed to misinterpret Sarah's fear. "Now you know though, sorry for startling you."

"Uh, it's fine, um-"

"But seriously those boobs are fantastic. I may not give you fair warning next time just so I can stick my face in them." Lily laughed and smiled happily. "Finally, someone to share bras with so that I won't have to wash them as often."

"I uh don't think mine will fit you." Sarah said stunned and reeling from the seeming conversation whiplash.

Shrugging Lily threw up her arms a bit, "You're probably right. You being a giant and all."

"I'm not a giant," Sarah huffed, "you're just a midget."

The two girls stared at each other for a second and both broke out laughing. "We're going to get along just fine I think Sarah." Lily chuckled trying to stop from laughing. She gestured to herself, "Although we'll be better friends if you could lend me some shower stuff and point me in the right direction so I can actually get some clean in with the drenching I just got."

"Uh sure, hang on a second." Sarah turned and pulled her shower caddy out of the closet where it hung and grabbing a towel from the drying rack she handed both to Lily, careful not to touch her hands or her skin. "I think the showers are down the hall to the right and next to the bathroom."

"Sweet, be right back then." Lily turned and once again Sarah was left standing alone within her room. The door slammed shut, and Sarah waited a few moments before hurrying over to her desk and pulled out the ruler she kept within the sliding drawer. With a frightened, but practiced motion she pulled down the sweatpants to sit around her thighs. Her fingers slipped under the band of her underwear and slid those down as well, exposing her secret and her confirming her fear.

Without even measuring it she could tell it was bigger than before. Her penis looked thicker than it was before as well. Tentatively she held the ruler up to her flaccid penis, the fingers of her other hand brushing against the sack of flesh dangling loosely beneath the freed appendage. The flesh was hot from being pressed against her body as she held it in one hand the ruler cold against her groin in the other. Looking at the markings she knew that she was roughly another half an inch longer than before, putting her at roughly four and a half inches flaccid. She shuddered to think about what it would look like erect, and then pushed down the thought as she felt the warmth begin to surge into her groin. Sighing she put the ruler back on the desk and reached for the tailor's tape she had within the sliding drawer.

"Hey roomy forgot my flip flops for the..." Lily's voice trailed off as she stood in the doorway looking at Sarah, eyes wide. Sarah had spun upon hearing the door open and now stood pants around her knees, cock on display for the whole world. Or just Lily, who stared openly, the door swinging quietly closed behind her.

With a huge grin Lily practically jumped into the air with glee, "Oh thank God! I was so worried I was going to have to room with one of those prudes who hates futas."

"Look Lily maybe I should explain-"

"Oh yes, of course, I'll leave you to your alone time." Lily winked, "That's a rule I think we should work on when I get back. I'd hate for us to keep walking in on each other."

"That's not what I-"

"It's so great you're a futa too," Lily barreled on. "Oh you probably want to see mine since you're standing there with yours out in the-"

"LILY!"

The short busty girl stopped bouncing up and down, and looked curiously at Sarah who stood there with hands clenched. "Uh, Sarah I'm sorry. I, uh, didn't mean to upset you. I just...I just thought that it was nice knowing that I didn't have to hide this from you."

Taking a deep breath Sarah steeled herself, "We're not exactly alike." She began, looking up to meet Lily's eyes. "Look, you're dripping wet still, go take your shower and I'll tell you everything when you get back." Shrugging in defeat, "Cat's out of the bag, or like my sister always says, 'cat's out of the box, time figure out whether it's dead or alive.'"

"Always did wonder what happened to Schrodinger's cat."

Sarah smiled that Lily understood the reference and reached down to cover up her exposed regions. "I promise I'll tell you everything when you get back. After all we'll be living together; you should know what you're getting into."

"Fair enough roomy," Lily reached down into one of the bags she left near the door to grab her flip flops. Slipping them on her feet she stood back up, the smile returned to her face. "I still can't tell you how awesome it is that you're a futa too. I really hope we can be friends, I could use a real friend here."

Sarah couldn't help but smile genuinely in return, "So could I."

When the door next opened Sarah was sitting quietly in her computer chair, her thin black gloves slid over her hands. She hadn't had them on earlier, and had been chastising herself for it until she remembered how difficult it had been to grip the boxes and suitcases with the slightly slippery leather. It's not Lily's fault, I just hope she doesn't hate me when she comes back, had been her only thought.

So when the door opened, and Lily walked in, Sarah knew it was time to tell her roommate everything she was getting into. What Sarah wasn't prepared for was Lily dropping the towel she had wrapped around her body to the floor.

"What the heck are you doing?"

"I thought it only fair to show you since you showed me yours." Lily frowned a little. "I didn't mean to make fun of you if that's what you're thinking. Most people are smaller than I am-"

"That's not the point." Sarah shook her head exasperated. With a sigh she let her frustration go, "Look just put some clothes on okay..." her voice trailed off as she felt the flush rising to her cheeks, "you're...you're turning me on."

"Well it was unintentional..." Lily began turning to where she had set her clothes down on the desk. She gave Sarah a good view of her tight butt and looked back over her shoulder and winked.

"Well not entirely."

Sarah couldn't help but smile. Lily really was just an easy going person. Maybe this won't be as hard as I thought, she found herself thinking and watched, trying to keep her erection down as Lily slipped into her panties. Sarah waited until the girl had her panties firmly in place, and her bra fastened about her chest, before attempting to continue the conversation, "So like I was saying-"

"Yes you should go back to that part where you told me I was turning you on." Lily interjected winking. "Sorry I couldn't resist. And if we're being entirely honest, it took most of the time in the shower to get it to calm down."

Sarah blushed then saw her lead in, "Did you notice anything different about it?"

"Yours?"

"No yours," Sarah pointed, "Did it seem different to you?"

"Well, now that you say something," she put her hand to her panties and adjusted them slightly, "I guess it did feel a little smaller."

"That's because it was."

"Alright, I'll bite," Lily put her hands on her hips. "Did I sleep with you and just not know it? I feel like I would remember tits like that."

Sarah chuckled, "No, not that. I just, uh, well you're half an inch shorter and probably a little thinner than you were before you walked in."

"Oh-kay..."

"The reason I know this," Sarah continued seeing Lily's confused face, "Is that I'm that much bigger than I was before you came here."

"So because you're half an inch longer you think I'm half an inch shorter?"

"I know it." Sarah nodded and reached over to her desk and pulled out the ruler. Tossing it to Lily she smiled, "If you're anything like me, you know your measurements like the back of your hand."

Lily could only smirk, "I'll play along, although I have to admit this is the weirdest foreplay I've ever taken part in."

"It's n-n-not foreplay!"

"Easy, easy, I'm just playing." Lily said laughing at Sarah's stammered reply. "But back to business. Last time I measured I was six and a quarter flaccid and roughly eleven erect. Let's see how big I am now." She pulled her panties down and with one hand held out her flaccid cock and pushed the ruler gently against her base. Her eyes went wide, "Woah, I'm like just under five and three quarters."

Sarah shrugged, "I told you."

"How? How could you possibly know that? And what the hell happened?" The words rushed from Lily's mouth as she dropped the ruler and both hands began to examine her cock thoroughly. "I mean they aren't supposed to shrink."

It's now or never, Sarah thought before she spoke, "I have a condition. I can steal the size of people's penises."

Lily's eyes shot up and deadpanned, "You're shitting me."

"Afraid not."

"So what you just take it and then it comes back later?"

"No, it's permanent if that's what you're asking." Sarah said holding up her gloved hands. "See these, it happens when I touch another person's skin, so I have to protect myself." Sighing she looked down, "If I knew you were a futanari I wouldn't have let you hug me so tightly. I think it happened when you wrapped your hands around my neck with the hug."

"This is so weird."

"You're telling me, I wasn't even born a futanari."

"Wait, really?" Lily cocked her eyebrow.

"As far as my doctors know I'm one of the only ones to not be born futanari and end up becoming one." Sarah sighed, "I'm also the only one with this disease they could find. I'm sorry Lily, I didn't mean to do it to you."

"So I just caught you by surprise?" Lily asked. "If you had known you wouldn't have done it right?"

"Uh, well, actually," Sarah put her fingers together, "I can't really control it."

"So it just happens?"

"Not all the time." Sarah said shaking her head. "That's the frustrating part. Sometimes I can feel it kicking on, other times I can touch a guy or a futa and have nothing happen." Tears began to well up in Sarah's eyes, "I hate it."

"You hate it? Why?"

Sarah looked up as Lily said this incredulous, "I hate having a dick! I just wanted to be normal!"

Lily stood there, a little stunned. "You're kidding right? This is one of the single greatest things I've heard of."

"If I could give it to you I would!" Sarah shouted, "I hate being a futa. You were born that way, you've lived your whole life like that." She fumbled with her pants but shortly they were on the ground along with her panties. "See this! I got this big in the last two years alone! Who knows how big I'll be!"

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