Here's a commission for a story about three women who grow a penis.
Some Sort of Space Goo
Thrusters let off a controlled burst, pushing the Euphoria on a new heading. Ahead of it, an asteroid field the size of the Oort cloud around Sol. The ship, crewed by four intrepid explorers, all safely in extended hibernation, waiting for the moment when the ship's AI is instructed to wake them.
Its destination is Proxima Centauri B.
The entire ship groans as yet more corrections are needed. Its exotic space-age hull is peppered with small, frozen rocks that sound like rain splattering against it.
Alarms then ring out in the control room. Screens blaze red with warnings. Collision course detected. The AI fires the thrusters in a controlled burst to avoid, but it’s a little too late. A frozen rock, around the side of an apple, strikes the vessel at incredible speeds.
Debris from the vessel, as it makes impact, jettisons off into space. The entire vessel vibrates, and one hibernation pod is activated in reaction to the damage.
Slowly, but surely, Natalie is taken from her deep sleep. The glass lid covering her body mists as air escapes the unit during the revival process. Lights flicker, and the screen showing her vitals flashes with the word ‘emergency reanimation.’
A loud click, and the hibernation pod cracks open. The glass top slides down, exposing Natalie to the spaceship's air for the first time in over a century. At first, she takes a sharp, short breath, as if coughing up swallowed water.
Then, her fingers wiggle before eventually, she opens her eyes, dazed, confused, and in desperate need to urinate.
Hands on both sides of the hibernation pod, Natalie begins to pull her slender body up, struggling the entire time. Almost falling as she takes a single step, the cold metal of the floor below stings like sharp pins.
“Urgh…” Nat rubs at her dry eyes. “Jarvis, have we arrived at Proxima?”
Silence as she tries to focus her vision, but she can’t. She just keeps blinking as the AI controlling the vessel replies.
“Emergency reactivation.” The AI speaks, causing Natalie to wince at its volume. “Collision detected. Foreign substance detected. Immediate investigation required. Mission critical.”
“Jarvis…” Natalie crosses her legs, her body desperate to expel the buildup of waste water from the last hundred years of hibernation. “W-What the heck are you spouting?” Natalie stands, her balance off as she adjusts to the bright lights. “Whatever it is, I need to go pee.”
She yawns, ignores the warning signs on the panel to her side, blaring out the same information. She then looks around at the remaining three hibernation pods, all still active with the occupants inside.
She first checks Hazel, her best friend. She wipes the condensation from the pod glass and looks at her sleeping face.
“Hazel…,” Natalie smiles to herself. “The color in your hair is fading. Hopefully Promxia has some more of that vibrant purple, huh?”
She moves to the next pod, wipes away the condensation, and looks at Emily’s face. She smiles down at her sister, looking so serene. “Hey sis,” her smile switches to a frustrated pout. “Even in deep hibernation, you’re effortless feminine. I hate that.”
Finally, she checks on Hannah, the oldest of the crew and the Euphoria’s Captain. “Hey, cap. Do you mind if I use the bathroom? Jarvis’s has woken me up early, and I’m busting!”
“Officer, Natalie Jacobs.” Jarvis’s voice rings out across the vessel. “Emergency! Investigation required, section C32 sub route B9.”
Natalie stands, throws out her arms, before quickly crossing her legs like she’s in pain. “Yeah, yeah…” she shuffles closer to the entrance to the habitation compartments. “I’ve got a biological emergency to see to first!”
Legs tight together, she scurries to the toilet. She slams the door closed and lifts the lid. Slowly, she reaches down to her hibernation shorts and peels them back, revealing her penis. She points, she squeezes.
The entire time, a blue goop in the Hibernation chamber begins leaking through the wiring and metal structure above. It drips slowly at first, landing on the floor between the pods. However, after some time and more warnings from Jarvis, the goop lands on all four pods.
As the pale blue goop slides down the glass top of each pod, it begins to soak through it. Eventually, the goop works its way inside each, causing the hibernation systems to freak out and emergency abort.
Minutes later, Natalie reemerges, smile on her face, gently touching her belly, satisfied she’s emptied her bladder. However, she looks at the flashing emergency lights, then at a service panel to her side in shock.
“Jarvis,” she looks at the information flashing. “Why are you taking the girls out of hibernation?”
“Foreign contamination detected.”
The glass tops from all three hibernation pods slide open with a metallic twang.
“Jarvis, what foreign contamination? Are we talking aliens or something? Talk to me!”
Natalie swipes away the emergency warning on the panel beside the toilet. She then looks up and rushes to the connecting hatchway between the hibernation capsule and the habitation module. She steps inside, concerned for her crewmates.
That’s when she sees the goo dripping from the ceiling, and she gasps.
“J-Jarvis…” she steps back as it pools around the pods and over the three women slowly coming back into consciousness. “W-What is this stuff!?”
“Protein-based,” Jarvis replies. “Toxicity, unknown. Origin, unknown. Minimal radioactivity.”
Natatlie crouches down before the goop pooling around her feet. She brushes hair from her eyes, studying it for a moment, before Hannah, the first to emerge from her pod, lets out an almighty groan.
“Captain!?” Natalie stands at attention. “A-Are you okay? How do you feel? We’ve got a bit of a situation!”
Hanna rolls her neck. “Urgh, Natalie.” She rubs her eyes. “One thing at a time, girl.”
Hannah stands on her own feet, propped up by the side of the hibernation pod she’s just hatched from. She crosses her legs and keels over, as if in pain.
“I-I…I…. hurt!” Hannah presses her hand against her lower abdomen.
“Toilet?” Natalie asks, knowing how desperate she was.
“I-I’m not sure…” Hannah, bent over, looks up in Natalie’s direction before noticing all the goop around her feet. “W-What’s going on!? What’s this stuff on the floor of my spaceship, and why does my crotch feel like it’s stretching!”
“I’m not sure…” Natalie replies, but is quickly interrupted by Hannah's grunts.
“Captain?”
“I can feel… movement…” Hannah’s eyes grow wide with worry. Slowly, her eyes gaze down at her hibernation shorts. “D-D-Down there….”
“Are you urinating!?” Natalie asks, trying to come to an answer.
“I-I…” Hanna looks up, scared. “…I don’t think so. It feels like growth….”
Grunts from behind Hannah follow. Both Hazel and Emily, standing confused in the goop, also keeled over and are experiencing the same pain.
“M-Me too!” Hazel blurts out.
“Same here!” Emily screeches.
Natalie brings her hand to her mouth and gasps. “Javis, what’s going on. Are they dying!?”
“Vital signs, nominal,” Jarvis replies. “Increased biomass detected. Increased hormone levels detected.”
Natalie watches on, entirely confused. “Biomass?” she asks, unsure of what Jarvis means. “Please clarify response….”
“N-Natalie…” Hannah, Emily, and Hazel say together, all looking down with the exact same shock and surprise.
“I think I know what Jarvis means.” Hanah is the first to continue, slowly sliding down her hibernation shorts. “L-Look…”
Natalie watches as a cock, long, thick, and hairless, bounces from Hannah’s shorts, flopping beside her leg, complete with two tesitcles.
Completely frozen, Natalie just stares at the penis now attached to Captain Hannah’s body, in place of what should be her vagina. They gaze at each other, shocked, before Hannah prods the shaft with one finger, as if it might bite.
“Jarvis!” Natalie screeches. “Is this a hibernation malfunction! Last time I checked, Captain Hanna was a cis-female.”
“Unexpected growth patterns detected in Officer Hazel Smith. In Officer Emily Davies and Captain Hanna Wayneright. “
Natalie has to force herself to look away from Hannah’s large, pipe-like organ and past her at Emily and Hazel behind. She sees both women, shorts around their ankles, prodding at a penis of their own that shouldn’t be there.
Emily’s smaller, more button-like hangs like a picture between her new testicles, and Hazel is gently rolling her more average size penis between her fingers, squeaking the entire time.
“W-What the fuck…” Natalie mouths to herself, watching all three women curiously prodding and playing with penis’s that just shouldn’t exist. All three of them are AFAB. None of them should have such organs attached to their body.
As Natalie tries to come to some explanation as to what's happening, the blue goo, pooling around their feet, slowly evaporates into the hair, disappearing without a trace.
The warning alarms, still flashing on the screens around them, slowly fade away.
“Forgien contaminate no longer detected. Emergency situation concluded.” Jarvi’s voice rings out as all four women share awkward glances with each other. “Please return to pods for rehibernation.”
“Return to our pods!?” Emily questions loudy, pointing down at her small cock. “Does Jarvis think I’m just going to ignore the fact I’ve got a slong between my legs now!?”
Hazel stares down at Emily’s cock, and she starts to giggle. “Emily…” she bends forward, towards her crotch. “That ain’t a slong. It’s like a cute little button.”
Hanna turns, cock swinging between her legs, and she also stares. “Wow, yeah, Emily, that is pretty small. My Ex boyfriends cock was like that.” Hannah then reaches to her flesh pipe and lifts it, a smirk stretching across her face. “I can’t believe I’m saying this, girls, but look how fucking massive my dick is! It’s huge! I feel like I’ve got three legs!”
Both Emily and Hazel blush at the sight of their Captain's dick, hanging some graciously in front of them.
“That might be too big,” Hazel eventually states, swinging her respectable-sized cock and balls between her legs. “Girls, we all know whose cock we’d actually want.” She points at Hannah’s, “That’s too big. It would hurt.” She then looks at Emily’s. “And that’s not big enough.”
“Shut up!” Emily folds her arms and pouts. “Maybe mine's a grower and not a shower.” She pinches her tiny dick between her neatly manicured fingers. “Give me a minute here to work out how to get it to grow, and then we’ll judge it.”
Watching the three women in front of her comparing their new cocks, Natalie’s mouth falls open before she has to shake her head to snap out of it.
“Ladies!” she claps her hands together to get their attention. “W-We should probably investigate what the goo was rather than comparing cock sizes, don’t you think?”
From the back of the room, Emily peers around the other two women, cock still between her fingers, and she sighs.
“Shhh, Natalie.” She says. “You’re trans. You were born with a penis; we weren’t.”
“Yeah, Nat,” Hazel agrees, now grabbing at the base of her cock with one hand, looking Natalie in the eyes. “We’ve never had cocks before, so let us experience it, yeah?”
“G-Guys?” Natalie tilts her head, utterly confused.
Hannah turns, massive cock swinging like a pendulum as Natalie can’t help but glance down at it and blush.
“I have to agree with Hazel and Emily, Nat,” Hannah states, hands on her hips, almost like she’s proud to be presenting such a massive slong. “I’d like the opportunity to explore this turn of events. There’s nothing wrong with that.”
“O-Okay…” Nat replies, stunned as Hannah turns back around to the other women, excited.
“Girls!” she says, placing both hands on her shaft. “Let’s see who can get their new meat sword hard the quickest!”
“Oh my god, yes!” Hazel and Emily reply in unison.
Hazel and Emily prepare themselves, focusing on their cocks, holding them with purpose.
“Feels fucking weird!” Emily laughs as all three start stroking their pork swords. “Like, I’ve touched a man's cock before, but I’ve never touched my own. Haha, look, girls. I’m wanking like a dude.”
“Me too!” Hazel moans a little. “Mmmm, feels kinda nice, doesn’t it, girls. S-Sorta, like, then you press the shower head against you, lady biscuit.”
“Shower head?” Hannah asks, letting out a puff of air as she struggles to polish her pole. “Trust me, ladies. This thing ain’t like rubbing at my peanut. Feels nice, yeah, but Jesus, I think my cock may be a two-man job.”
Fapping away, Hazel and Emily look at Natalie, standing by, looking entirely bemused. “Why don’t you ask Natalie to help you. She’s got a penis. She’ll know what to do.”
“G-Guys, I’m not doing—”
Natalie is interrupted as Hannah strides over, one hand still holding her snake. Slowly, Hannah slides her spare hand down Natalie’s smooth stomach and into her shorts. “Come on, Nat. I’ll stroke yours if you stroke mine.”
Natalie gasps as Hannah’s soft hands rubs gentley at her cock.
“Come on, we’re all women here,” Hannah whispers, using her other hand to guide her monster cock against Natalie’s leg. “Please, as your Captain, I command you to touch my dick. Help me get my first erection!”
Hesitating, Natalie, her eyes filled with trepidation, looks at Hannah. “R-Really?”
Hannah circles her fingers around Natalie’s cock. “Yes.” She smiles. “And oh…” she winks. “Seems like little Natalie here is packing a nice little cock too, girls.”
Hannah wanks Natalie off in her shorts while the other two girls start huffing and puffing, seemingly unable to get hard.
Emily sighs in frustration. “Why won’t my cock grow!” she masturbates quicker! “When I touch a guy normally, he’s off like a rocket, but my cock just ain't doing anything!”
“Mine either!” Hazel moans and then looks at Natalie, pulling sex faces as Hannah wanks her off. “Nat, help us. We weren’t born with these things dangling between our legs. What are we doing wrong?!”
“Y-You gotta…” Natalie’s eyes start rolling into the back of her head as she gets close to finishing, thanks to Hannah’s expert hand job.
Then unexpectantly, Natalie pulls her hand out of her shorts and backs away, her cock still pitching a tent.
“Look,” she blinks a few times and then stares at all three of the ladies, all standing with their cocks in their hands with expectant expressions. “I’ll help you all, but then you promise we’re going to investigate this? I mean…” Natalie sighs. “That goo has made this a ship of transgender woman. Ladies, Somehow we’re all now chicks with dicks…”
“Oh yeah…” Hazel smirks. “I guess we are.” She places a hand on one of her breasts through her hibernation camisole. “So this is what it’s like to be a transwoman, interesting. Touching my nipples sorta gave me a jolt of excitement downstairs!”
Emily and Hannah copy, both letting out cute little moans.
“R-Right…” Natalie takes charge of the situation, gathering them all around her in the middle of the hibernation chamber. She gets to her knees and, from there, looks up at them all as she tightens her ponytail.
“I want you three to all imagine him a helpless little lady, okay?” Natalie reaches up to Hannah’s and Hazel’s cock.”
Emily pouts. “What about me?”
“You’re my sister,” Natalie scoffs. “J-Just step back and watch, okay? This is already too darn weird.”
“Yeah, sorry.…” Hazel takes a step back into the cockhold role, watching as Natalie neals before Emily’s button cock and Hannah’s monster cock. “Lost myself for a moment there.”
“Now, ladies…” Natalie grasps both their cocks and slowly begins to wank them off. “Think about how much you wanna insert your cock into my warm, pussy.”
“Okay…” Hannah closes her eyes, and both her hands drift to her cock, and she begins to slide them up and down her shaft in rhythm with Natalie’s hand guiding her.
“That’s it.” Natalie grins and then turns to Emily. “Relax, Em. Your cock is beautiful, too. If you need to, rub it like this and think about how nice it would be to have sliding in and out of my warm pussy.”
Emily starts to rub and lets out a relaxed, satisfied breath.
“I like that.” She takes over from Natalie. “I-I can feel it getting excited!”
Natalie smiles as the two women jerk off in front of her, both wide eye’d a giddy as their cocks start to grow for the first time ever.
“This’ll help,” Natalie says, sitting on her legs, hands on her knees, looking up with a wide open mouth. “Ladies, think about cumming in my mouth. Go on, work your cocks and spurit me with your seed.”
“Oh fuck,” Hazel groans in reaction.
“Mmm yeah…” Hannah’s cock starts standing upright, a sight to behold as she closes her eyes tightly, rubbing herself vigorously.
“I’m going to cover you in my juices, Natalie, you naughty girl!” Emily states with a pleasurable groan, her eyes also closed as her penis grows a few inches longer, now a very respectable size.”
“That's it.” Natalie watches, waiting with her mouth wide open. “Keep going, girls. I’m ready for your seed. Your seed all over my face and mouth. Imagine it. Splaffing on the helpless girl in front of you.”
Fapping like crazy, Emily is the first to burst. She moans out so loudly that all the girls look at her as they continue to wank off. Her sticky cum spits from her average-sized cock, flying across and landing on Natalie’s shoulder and the floor around her.
“Mmmm…” Emily’s shoulders sink with relief as she jerks out the last of her seed. “That felt so nice… but erm, kinda short…”
Seconds later, and accompanied by lots of groaning and effort, Hannah’s snake flicks up several times, like it had a mind of its own. Then, groaning follows as jets of bright white cum burst from her tip, covering Natalie’s face, making her laugh.
“Fuck!” Hannah laughs, slowly wanking out the rest. “Shit, that was so good! I-I…I was imagining bending you over, Natalie, breaking you in half with my monster—”
“Shiiit!” Hazel follows, groaning out as she also cums and slowly stops wanking as she lifts one hand, now covered in her own sticky, steaming semen. “I came too, guys….” She says, looking at the cum dripping from her hand.
Natalie, still sitting on her legs, hands on her knees, has one eye closed, completely encased in Hannah’s thick sperm. “My god…” She comments. “I haven’t ever had a guy cum on me like that, Hannah. Were you a little pent up?”
“Erm…” Hannah blushes. “I guess, but I’m not a guy, Nat.”
Natalie looks at her with her own remaining open eye. “No, you’re a chick with a monster dick….”
“Haha…” Hannah laughs, then grits her teeth. “Shit, girls. I really need to go for a piss! Like, right now!”
“Me too!” Hannah and Emily cry out, desperately.
They all stare at Natalie, panic written across their faces.
“How do we do these things between our legs?!” They all screech!