Emma Starts Futa School (futa, breast/ass/cock/balls growth, ridiculous amounts of cum and milk, underage)
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I look up from my desk as the door to my office opens, revealing a nervous-looking little girl being escorted by one of my counselors. "Oh, thank you Cynthia. Well then, you must be Emma," I greet with a friendly grin as Cynthia shits the door behind her.
"Go ahead and sit down! I'm Miss Calvin, the camp leader here. You can call me Laura, though - we're going to be friends, after all." The girls are always nervous when they first arrive - I'm not a futa myself, but I remember how difficult puberty was, and I didn't develop nearly as fast as these girls.
"So, the first thing we need to do is take your measurements. Have you been measured yet, Emma?"

"No miss Calv... Laura, sorry," I say nervously. "Things have started, umm... I've started growing just this week. It used to be easy to hide but I got scared it wouldn't be." I trailed off as I was led to the physical room. I was weighed, my height and weight were measured, as well as a psychological questionnaire, and a blood test. When the time came for measuring my genitals I was asked if I had begun experiencing erections. When asked if I could make one happen on my own I closed my eyes and touched my small cock. It came to life with some coaxing and was measured at 4.5" - nothing abnormal. My balls were proportionate.

"Alright... that's the last of it, Emma," I say scribbling on my clipboard. Pretty standard for a new girl - I'm sure you'll fit right in. "I'm sure it was scary to have your penis grow so fast - Oh, by the way, we try not to shy away from calling our body parts what they are around here. Your penis is just another part of you that’s no more shameful than the rest! Anyway, I'm sure it was scary to see it grow so fast, but most futa have their growth slow down dramatically after their first growth spurt. You have nothing to worry about," I smile reassuringly.
I lead you out to the central square of the facility - the camp resembles a high school, but with added housing. I explain some of the buildings to you: the cafeteria, the milking rooms, the activity room, and a few more. Along the way we see a few older futa who smile at you, but don't bother us.
"So that about does it. Your room is number 9 in the D building, right over there. Your roommate's name is Haley, I'm sure you'll get along great!"

"Thank you!" I say meekly as I open the door to my room. I find the unclaimed bed and set my bag down on it before sitting. I take a deep breath, this had all happened very quickly.
I feel a small twitch in my panties, my cock hardening on it's own. I was told there would be unintended erections but I had no idea they would happen so often. As the bulge in my jeans becomes firmer my pants are uncomfortably tight. I undo my pants and allow my panties to tent out of the zipper. I look down at it, my head swims, it's all so new...
Suddenly I hear the doorknob start to move.

(Switching to Haley's perspective now. She's 13 years old, somewhat chubby but with noticeable curves, brown hair and glasses)
There's a girl in my room, looking nervous standing there next to her packed up things. She's kinda cute...
"Oh- hello," I greet you, friendly but a little awkward. "I'm Haley. I guess you're my new roomm- uuhhhhh..." I suddenly notice the escaping bulge in your panties, and my face turns redder than a tomato. It's not exactly a rare sight around here, but it's not something I've gotten used to. I turn to the side, shielding my view. "...my new roommate, h-haha." I feel a twitch in my own panties as my 8-inch tube steak tries to rise. "Do you... need any help unpacking any of your things, or anything?" I ask, hoping you'll have fixed your situation by the time I turn around.

I have no time to cover up when you burst in, I'm embarrassed and fumble around trying to conceal the bulge as you turn to look away. "Oh my God I'm so sorry!" I say almost in tears. I stuff my erection into my pants, it strains uncomfortably as I sit down and cover my crotch with a pillow.
"This is... new... I'm new. I'm Emma," I announce, trying to salvage the first impression.

"Uh, heh, don't worry about it," I reassure you, nervously turning my head back. "Happens all the time around here... Most of the girls here aren't as awkward as me about that stuff. But, um, it's nice to meet you!" I force a smile, also trying to salvage the situation.
"Dinner's in the dining hall in a few minutes. Wanna come with me?"

I smile at you, relieved you didn't make a big deal about the situation. "Sounds great! I've been so hungry since um... this all began," I say, blushing a bit.
I follow you towards the dining hall, I try to fight down my erection, making it uncomfortable to walk, but the soft curves of your body hypnotize me as I follow you. I find myself fantasizing about seeing you naked despite my attempts to stop it. I breath deeply as we get to the hall and try to focus on the surroundings instead of you.
"Smells great!" I say smiling at you.

I smile back. "Yeah, the food here's surprisingly good!" I can't help noticing your dick is still completely hard, which I know from experience makes walking a bit difficult. I avoid staring by focusing on my plate, although it's really not a big deal - a quick glance around shows many of the other girls have very obvious bulges between their legs, and they're just eating casually. Futas have such high sex drives, seeing obvious erections all the time is just a fact of life.
We get our food and find a table to sit down, chatting and getting to know each other. Once the meal is over and we get up to leave, I notice the bulge in your skirt hasn't shrunk at all. "Umm... you know, you should go to a milking room if you're aroused for too long. It's not supposed to be healthy to keep it all in," I explain.

As we eat I'm comforted by the sights around me, I feel less out of place. Some of the bulges look bigger than j ever would have expected.
"How does it work?" I ask shyly, my erection still persisting as I walk awkwardly with you.
"How long have you been here?" I ask, burning with questions as I take in the sights. "How much have you grown?" I blurt out, unable to contain my curiosity.

"The nearest one's right over there, let's go. I'm feeling a little backed up myself, actually..." There's a stream of girls chatting and walking alongside us from the dining hall to the milking room - it's a popular destination after eating. "Well, there are a bunch of stalls like in a bathroom, but instead of a toilet there's this pump thing, and you can put a germ barrier in it before... w-well, I'll just show you," I stutter, still uncomfortable discussing these things despite all my time here.
"I've been here about 3 years, I came when I was 10. That's about when most girls come I guess, 10 or 11. And, um... when I got here I was about 5 inches, and now I'm 8, so an inch per year." Despite my discomfort, I smile proudly - I'm one of the most endowed girls in my age group.

My eyes are wide as we enter the milking room. A few girls are already using machines, their occasional moans make my cock twitch.
I follow you as you head towards a station, and avert my gaze as you pull down your pants. I steal a quick glance, I don't know why, but I wanted to see. I look away and hope you took no notice.
"8 inches? Wow," I say earnestly. I find it encouraging you take pride in your size, I feel normal.
"I was like... this," I hold my fingers roughly 2-3 inches apart "until a couple days ago, then it all just started happening so fast. I'm only 4 and a half inches though."
I unzip my pants and free my cock from the tight panties. My balls look swollen beneath them, and I gingerly ease myself into the machine. "Ohhh..." I squirm as the tube gently massages my cock. I've never felt anything like it.
My small hands reach out and grip the bench rest in front of me as my knees weaken. The sensations are overwhelming as I feel my cock being kneaded and vibrated, I don't last long before I let out a whimper and feel a pressure build.
My petite, undeveloped hips buck uncontrollably as ropes of cum shoot into the milking machine.
When it's over I am left panting, my softening cock still inside the machine as i lean against it to gather myself.
Suddenly I feel reality rush back in to replace my lust filled stupor, I look over to see you staring, amused, still being worked by the machine.

I nod as we prepare to use our respective pumps. "Yeah, that sounds pretty normal. I know it's kinda scary at first, but you get used to it real fast, I promise. Okay, so- first you take one of these for your size..." I pull out a small package from a wall dispenser and open it to reveal what looks like a condom, but with a hole in the center. "...then you put it on, put your cock in the machine and turn it on. It feels so good! They have to limit how often we can use these or else we'd all be in here all day."
We both prepare and start using the machines - but I glance over to you when I realize you're cumming almost immediately. I can't suppress a smirk - nobody lasts very long their first time using the pumps, but they usually last longer than *that*. Although you may be really backed up - I raise my eyebrows at the impressive amount of cum you're spurting through the tube in front of you: almost as much as one of my own loads.
I sigh and focus on the amazing feelings on my cock until I see you've come back down from what was probably your most powerful orgasm yet. "Wow, you- nngh- must have needed that," I tease. "But j-just so you know, if feels- aahhh- feels better the longer you can h-hold out- ohhh oh oh, I'm cumming-" I let out a squeal of pleasure as I erupt into the machine, rope after rope spurting rapidly into the pump as I buck my hips and drool. 30 seconds and nearly a gallon later, I sigh and pull out, a few stray drops of jizz leaking from my softening member.

I can't help but stare as you finish in the machine. "Oh my god" I say amazed at the volume of cum. "Sorry! I don't mean to look!" I apologize, blushing deeply.
We leave the milking rooms to go for a walk to the lake. My cock is satisfied and at rest but I feel a constant, near itch like sensation. We walk out on the wharf and look over the small lake. Girls are swimming there, in various states of dress. One particularly well endowed girl is in white panties, now see through from the water, her soft, large cock on display for all.
"Thank you for showing me around. I don't feel so... different." I smile at you.

I giggle and blush slightly at your amazement. "I haven't cum since yesterday, so I was pretty backed up. Don't worry about looking though, it's perfectly normal around here." We chat some more as we walk around the wharf, ogling some of the other girls with varying amounts of embarrassment.
I smile back at you, glad to meet a new friend here. "I'm glad. I remember when I first came here, I was SUPER nervous and shy. I didn't even make a friend until my second year roommate, and, well... now she's gone." I frown momentarily, but then my face lights up again. "But now I have a new one!" I feel my dick twitch under my skirt, but I will it down.

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I sleep fitfully, dreaming a dizzying stream of sexual images. When I wake up I am drenched in sweat, my sheets soaked. I wake up panting, ripped out of my hypersexualized dreams by a twinge of discomfort. My cock feels painfully erect as my eyes open to find my sheets tented out. I peel them off to reveal my white panties straining against my erection. I lift the waistband to peek and I'm greeted by my cock, which now must be six inches or so long. My balls are the real story though. They feel like overinflated balloons and the pressure is eye-watering.
I pull my panties below my ass to free my straining sex and it springs free, a thick vein that had not been there before runs the length of the shaft, and a bead of clear precum rests at the tip for a moment before cascading down, the hot, firm skin glistening in the early morning light.
I glance over and you appear to be asleep. In my desperation to be free of the pressure I reach out and grab the base of my cock. I let out a whimper and attempt to stifle it as electric pleasure shoots through my body.
I think of you, of your body as I look over and begin to stroke madly. My hips tense up over and over as I furiously slide my hand up and down, aided by the slippery fluid now streaming from the tip.
I bury my face in the pillow and let out a squeal as I feel the cum build.
In a flash, it surges toward the tip of my cock as I try to contain it. I cover the tip of my cock with my hand as it jets out, streams of thick white cum shoot between my fingers in every direction. My pale blue shirt is flecked with my own cum, a rope lands in the corner of my mouth as I scramble for the sheets. I hold them over my cock as more cum flows from me, preventing further mess.
My body is left shaking as my orgasm subsides. Breathing heavily I strip naked and throw my clothes and sheets in a pile. I lick the cum from the corner of my lips and am surprised by how much I enjoy the taste. As I move about I feel my cock swaying below me, something impossible just days ago. I like it.
I find a new pair of panties and pull them on, admiring the new size of my bulge. Mid thigh length red shorts and a light yellow shirt go on and I set out down the hall of the dorm to the laundry. My head still swims as I start the machine, collect fresh sheets and head back.
The pungent, musky odor of sex is thick in the room. I look over to find you awake.

I'm awakened by a high pitched squeal that sounds faintly familiar to my sleep-addled brain. Groggy, I open my eyes reluctantly, but then stare intently as I see you shooting out rope after rope of cum from a cock that's clearly bigger than it was yesterday. The sight makes me notice my own morning wood: a thick, 8-inch pole sticking straight up and throbbing with every heartbeat. Hardly uncommon in the mornings, but I can usually ignore it... though to be fair, I usually don't wake up to another girl cumming her brains out next to me.
I observe you quietly as you ride out the dregs of your orgasm and get dressed. The door shuts behind you, and I discover one of my hands idly fondling my dick. I really shouldn't cum in bed, it makes such a huge mess... but it's like my hand has a mind of its own. When you come back, though, I snap out of it and turn so that you can't see my raging hard on. I clear my throat.
"Um, morning. Looks like you're hitting your growth spurt, huh?"

"H… how much did you see?" I asked, my face turning red. "I woke up and I...couldn't wait. I didn't want to wake you, as much as I wanted to." My words trail off.
"Do you want to go get breakfast, or...?" You make no effort to move.
"Is everything okay?"

"Um, you go ahead to the dining hall, I'll get ready and meet you there, okay?" I insist, trying and failing to seem casual. "I'm fine. I just need a few more minutes to wake up, haha..."
Why am I so uncomfortable with this stuff? I think angrily. I just saw her cover her sheets with cum, she can handle seeing my morning wood...
"You know what, actually... I was just embarrassed for you to see this," I admit, red-faced, as I pull the blanket back to reveal a sizable bulge in my pajamas with a small but growing wet spot.

"Oh!" I giggle a bit, and feel a twitch in my shorts. "Did I um, cause that?" I ask biting my lip a little. I see the wet spot and think of the taste of my own cum. I find myself wanting to taste yours.
"I was thinking of you, you know." I say, my breathing getting heavier. I begin to pace closer to your bed. "I can help you with that" I say kneeling before you as you sit on the edge of your bed.
You say nothing, and I reach up tentatively, and tug at the waist of your pyjama pants. Your cock springs free, pulsing, thick, glistening with precum. I salivate as I look first at It, then into your eyes. "You have a beautiful penis." I say before moving my lips to the tip. Your precum is sweet, I try to fit the fat tip of your cock in my mouth, which takes some work. I begin trying to fit you deeper in my mouth with each suck.

"Haha... I g-guess you did. Seeing you cum like that was pretty hot. Um..." I lose my train of thought and just stare at you, wide-eyed, as you approach me with a hungry look I haven't seen on you before. I'm paralyzed as you kneel beside me and reach for my pajama pants. I break out in a light sweat as you pull out my achingly hard cock. I let out a soft gasp of pleasure as you envelop the head in your warm mouth, sending tingles of pleasure all the way up my spine. I watch, occasionally groaning quietly as you take more and more of my shaft into you, u til you seem to bottom out around halfway down.
No one else has ever touched me there before, not counting my doctor. The feeling of wet warmth makes the experience more pleasurable than using my hands or a pump, but the knowledge that you're the one doing it makes it so much more intense I struggle not to immediately fire salvos of jizz down your throat.
"Why... Why are you- nnnngh"

I work furiously on your thick cock, trying to force more of it into my mouth, finally I give up and put my hand on the bottom of your shaft, it doesn't wrap around, not even close, so I take both hands around it and suck at once.
My mind is awash in lust, I care only to taste your cum as I look up into your eyes, mine watering, as the base of your shaft bulges with cum. I ram my mouth down as far as it will go as I feel it start to shoot out of your meaty tip. It flows faster than I can swallow, my throat opening to allow it through.
Nearly a gallon of sweet cum is in my stomach by the time you finish, my midriff is showing below my shirt my belly is bloated so much from it as I pull away from your cock.
"I… I hope that's okay? I just... You made me feel good so I wanted to make you feel good." I said blushing
"Plus you taste really good" I giggle

I'm flushed, drained, and breathing like I just ran a mile, but I have just the biggest grin on my face. This afterglow alone feels better than almost any orgasm I've had. I laugh tiredly at your question. "'Okay?' That was a little more than okay. That was... wow. I can't believe you actually swallowed all of that. I guess you won't be needing breakfast anymore, huh?" I giggle along with you, staring into your eyes. We share a moment, just looking at each other with our faces inches apart... and then I turn away and clear my throat.
"Let me get dressed and ready, then we can go... do something. There are a bunch of activities they have planned here, or we could just wander around or something." I hop out of bed and begin pulling my clothes on.

I giggle, looking at my formerly flat tummy bulging. "No, I think I’m pretty full, you're right." I fetch a different shirt that hides my midriff. "I'd love to go have some fun, you can lead the way," I say with a beaming smile. My small red volleyball shorts have a pronounced bulge in them as I stand up, I like the way it looks. The itchy feeling I had experienced before my last growth spurt seemed to only be getting more noticeable as we set out looking for fun…

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Our morning and afternoon are spent exploring the camp, meeting some of the other girls and chatting with each other. Neither of us is the athletic type, but there are plenty of sports teams to watch - some of the older, more developed girls are *particularly* interesting. You do complain about a weird itchy feeling once or twice, but I assume it's the aftereffect of your growth spurt last night.
Eventually, it's time for my evening class. I'm a bit of a nerd (okay, more than a bit), so I opted to take an extra class on a Sunday, and I even show up ahead of time. Your schedule isn't ironed out yet, new as you are, so I figure you might want to see one of the classes just to get a taste of what they're like around here.
"Evening, Haley! Oh, I see you've brought a friend with you?" Ms. Jennings smiles at us from her desk as we walk in. She's a cheerful lady with shoulder-length brown hair, thick round-rimmed glasses, and rather dumpy clothes. She's a favorite among the students here, mostly for her friendly and enthusiastic personality... although her plump, curvy body doesn't hurt in the least. Even that baggy sweater and long skirt can't completely hide those hefty jugs and big, round butt.
"Hi, Ms. Jennings! This is Emma, she's my new roommate. She just got here yesterday, so I'm showing her around."

As we walk around and laugh together that morning, I feel a constant pressure in my crotch. At one point we stop to watch a senior volleyball game for a bit. The sights are spectacular to say the least. We watch them play, watching their breasts bounce, their perfect asses in volleyball shorts that leave nothing to imagination, their far more developed equipment bulging prominently.
I felt my cock jump a bit as we watched and looked down, I noticed my own bulge was considerably larger but attributed it to the partial erection I was fighting to make go away.
As we made our way to your class something felt off still though, the discomfort and pressure only seemed to become more noticeable as we entered class.
The teacher is extremely nice, I like her immediately. I’m hypnotized by her figure though. As well proportioned as some of the girls here are none hold a candle to her. "It's nice to meet you ma'am," I say as you introduce me.
As I stare at her figure I can feel the pressure in my shorts double. I give a wince as we talk to the teacher.

Ms. Jennings gives you a friendly grin. "Oh, how polite! It's very nice to meet you too, Emma. I hope you're not TOO overwhelmed with all the new stuff around here. Do you have your class schedule yet? If not, you're welcome to sit in on this one. Don't worry, I'm going to try to make today a fun one - we're gonna be reading and performing from our theatre books. Oh, speaking of which... Excuse me." The classroom is nearly full by this point, students streaming in to make it before the late bell. Ms. Jennings stands up to write some notes on the board, her curvaceous body jiggling with every movement. More than one student is watching her intently, *clearly* very concerned with getting a quality education.
"You can sit next to me, if you wanna stay," whispers Haley, just before the bell rings.
"Hi, everyone! I hope you've all been having a *lovely* weekend. Let's take out our books so we can begin..."

I stare at Ms. Jennings and snap out of it as she asks if I'd like to stay.
"I would very much love to stay" I say snapping out of it, and sitting next to Haley. As I sit down the lack of space in my shorts becomes rapidly apparent. As I look down I can see the outline of my soft shaft snaked across my left thigh, only now realizing just how much I've grown throughout the day. Below, my balls bulge out, forming a massive camel toe-like shape. They look to be the size of a mandarin orange each.
I prod Haley as I sit, motioning to my crotch with wide eyes.
As the class goes on I become more and more entranced by Ms. Jennings. Her plump features sway and jiggle with every movement. Her round, thick ass calls to me every time she turns to write on the whiteboard.
I feel my balls throbbing as they fill to their absolute limit. I’m in agony but I just can't stop watching the teacher. I’m confused by my arousal, I just want it to stop, I fought with all my energy to keep my cock from hardening in class. I eventually failed.
In the last 10 minutes of the class Ms. Jennings returns a test from the previous week. As she strolls between the desks I stare, as she passes by my desk she drops the remaining stack of tests and bends over.
I feel a surge of blood rush to my cock, my face going flush as her plump ass wiggles mere feet from my face. My cock inflates rapidly, and I look down to see it press across my thigh until it tries to wrap around the side. Unable to, it pulses harder and harder, until finally it jumps out the left leg of my short shorts.
I can see the head of my cock next to my leg now, pressed up into the underside of the desk as I try to hide myself.
I try for ten minutes to calm my cock to no avail. My balls only become more painfully swollen, and precum began do drip slowly from the tip of my cock against the desk.
When class is dismissed, everyone gets up to leave but me. Haley asks if I’m coming and I say I'll be right there.
Ms. Jennings looks at me, the lone occupied desk in her classroom as the door shut behind Haley.

"Emma? Is something wrong?" Ms. Jennings calls from her desk as she tidies up. "You've looked uncomfortable since the beginning of class. Are you worried about staying here?" She approaches you with a concerned look on her face and sits down at a desk next to you. Her breasts are so big she has to rest them on top of the surface to avoid squishing them into the side. "I know this must be a big change for you. Is there anything I can do to make your transition here any easier?" She smiles sympathetically and puts one hand on yours.

I become only more aroused as Ms. Jennings nears me. Her breasts rest on the desk and my cock presses harder into the underside of it. My face turns a deep pink as I realize I have no escape from the situation. The scent of Ms. Jennings perfume is intoxicating.
"No ma'am, I'm not... not scared or worried, everyone has been so nice to me, I was looking uncomfortable because... things keep happening to me, happening fast ma'am, and I'm not sure how to control it," I ramble red-faced as your tits hover nearby.
"I… I looked uncomfortable because I have a lot of... pressure down there, it's growing so fast," I say with tears forming in my eyes as I feel horribly embarrassed.
I feel her hand on me and I let out a little whimper as my balls start to hurt from the tremendous amount of cum
"Ma'am, it hurts," I say as I back the chair out of the desk and my cock springs free, coming from the bottom of my short's leg. My cock has to be 9" long now, it pulses and twitches as precum flows down it in a steady stream.

"Oh! Oh- I should have known..." The busty teacher looks surprised, but not embarrassed as your dick springs free and splatters drops of precum across the desks. She must be used to this sort of thing. "Of course, I'll get something to help you with that, sweetie." She gets up and rushes to a cupboard in the corner, opening it and bending down to look for something. Her fat ass sways as she looks back and forth. "Let's see where... ah." She pulls out a small box labeled "Industrial XXL" and brings it over to you.
"I should have known you were backed up - new girls always forget to drain themselves often enough... especially the ones in my class, for some reason. Here." She takes out a bit of rubber that's apparently a condom, except it ends with what looks like a deflated balloon, and begins pushing it over the angry, purple head of your rebellious little friend. "This should be able to take care of the mess. Just let eeeeverything out, okay? My, you're quite well endowed for such a young girl..."

"Um, thank you Ms. Jennings?" I’m unsure of how to react to such a comment. "I only started growing less than a week ago," I beam, suddenly proud that I could have my dick complimented.
I poke a swollen testicle with my finger. "They fill so fast, and they are making more all the time," I say innocently as the curvy teacher pulls the balloon tipped condom from the packet.
"Mmm..." I moan as her warm, soft hands slide the condom down to the hilt. "Your hands feel better than the milking machines, Ms. Jennings," I say as the teacher massages the base of my cock. The longer I stare at her tits or think of her ass the harder I get.
As she strokes I can feel a sudden burst of growth coming over me. I watch her grip loosen on my cock as it thickens visibly in her grip, the tip growing another half inch or so away from my crotch at the same time.
Her mouth hangs slack.

"Only a week? That's quite an initial growth spurt, Emma. You should be proud!" She starts giving your shaft smooth strokes along its 9-inch length - all faculty here are trained in giving handjobs, and Miss Jennings is particularly good at it. Especially considering her boobs jiggle with every movement.
"Oh, I know, dear. Between you and me, I produce quite a bit of breast milk, even though I'm not pregnant. It can be *very* uncomfortable and painful when I go too long without milking myself.That's why I always encourage my students to drain themselves as much as possible, and I'm always happy to h- oh... oh, my." Her eyes grow wide and her mouth slack as your dick suddenly swells in her hand, putting on at least another inch in only a few seconds and spewing out ounces of pre into the condom. Another few seconds of watching, mesmerized, and another inch is added on to your shaft.
"Oh Emma, are... are you okay?"

As my cock swells in the busty teachers hand I am in a mix of pain and pleasure as the growth takes place at an alarming rate. I wince and moan loudly as Ms Jennings strokes. "Mmmm, I... I'm so full Ms. Jennings," I squeal as my cock surges another inch, and my balls inflate only further. She works harder, using a second hand on my now 12 inch cock. I feel more and more aroused by the second. "I want to drain you next!" I say reaching out to fondle her massive breasts. She works my shaft with purpose stunned at the speed of growth. "I'm going to cum!" I cry as I get closer, before I feel a torrent of cum blast from my over filled balls.
With each successive blast the balloon tip of the condom fills only more until well over a gallon of cum hangs heavily from the tip. I moan and wail as my hips thrust my swollen shaft in her hands.
I pant, my face red as the last drops leave me, the pressure relieved for now.

Miss Jennings stammers aimlessly as she pulls the heavy balloon of cum off your softening dick and ties it off. "W-W-Wow, Emma that was... I've never seen a growth spurt that fast. I didn't know that was possible. Is that what happened to you before?" She suddenly notices your hands still squeezing her boobs, a small wet spot spreading from each thumb-sized nipple. It HAS been a few hours since her last milking...
"My word... You must have been backed up," she says, hefting up the filled condom with a grunt and taking it to a disposal bin in the corner. "I'd be happy to help you whenever I can, Emma, but I AM a teacher. You'll need to use the milking rooms much more often if your growth continues like this... And if you want to help me with my own milking, well, I couldn't refuse. In any case, I really am feeling quite full all of a sudden." With a smile, she pulls out a pair of large suction cups attached to tubes, and plugs them into the disposal bin. With a satisfied sigh, she pulls up her sweater and bra to reveal her massive, beach ball-sized orbs, dribbles of milk already leaking onto the floor. "Ah... that's better. I have to keep my breasts bound up tight or they get rather unwieldy. Now then..." She places the cups over her nipples and looks at you expectantly.

I stare at the massive orbs of titflesh hanging before me. I've never seen anything like them... and I've never felt... attracted to them quite like this.
As Ms Jennings prepares her suction cups I move closer. Her breasts feel massive in my presence, I wonder how much milk each must contain, I wonder and I start to feel a desire to find out.
As she raises the suction cup to her left nipple I come closer and remove it, before seeking the large nipple with my lips. I suck and instantly warm, sweet milk rushes into my mouth. The taste is incredible. My hands find either side of her tremendous breast as I start to massage it while I suckle. She flicks a switch on her pump and the suction cup on her right begins to drain her other side.
I suck greedily, each hearty effort is greeted with another mouthful with no end in sight.
My cock, slimy with cum and only recently soft, twitches to life. My balls, though much smaller than they had been when full, begin to signal the familiar sensation of cum building up.
I squeeze harder on the massive breast in my mouth. I want more, I need more. I hear the beautiful teacher stifle a moan as I drain more and more from her. There seems to be no end of her reserves as my stomach begins to feel bloated.
My cock marches slowly up my small torso until it sits near the level of my own nipples. I release my lips from the huge breast and a fountain of milk sprays constantly from it. My cock is coated in the rich, sweet milk as I reach for the other suction cup.
I press my small body into her soft, beautiful one, and slide my cock between the draining tits. Instinctively my hips begin to thrust. The tip of my cock only just making an appearance in the valley of her cleavage at the height of each thrust.
I feel my cock swell once more, a tiny bit more of the head visible each time. It's not long before I feel the orgasm build. Massaging her tits together around my cock, I feel myself burst yet again.

Miss Jennings moans loudly as you paint her face with thick, musky cum. She'd never admit it, but she can't get enough of the stuff - in a condom, on her breasts... or especially in her mouth. She begins lapping up as much as she can, squirting out her own milk all the while from her now slightly smaller tits. Her breasts are sensitive enough that, with the amount of stimulation they're getting, she has a shaking orgasm of her own, a large wet spot appearing between her thighs as she leans against the wall for support.
Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Each shot lasts a good couple seconds, and you've passed the minute mark now with no end in sight. Cum drips from the two of you, as well as the ceiling above, making puddles that slowly pass into the drains on the floor. When the last few wads gush lazily from your now even *bigger* dick, the busty teacher feels the stream of milk from her nipples stop as well. The two of you are breathing heavily, practically unrecognizable under layers of cum.
It's a few seconds before she can speak. "Thank you... Emma. Um... if you want to wash off, there's a shower in every bathroom. Don't worry about walking around covered in semen, it's not unusual around here. Whew..." She sits down hard on a nearby chair, splattering drops of spunk around her.

I watch as my now even larger cock softens slowly, covered in a thick layer of cum.
"Thank you Ms. Jennings," I say with relief. "I was so full... and, your milk is really good, If I can help you again please let me know!" I say with childish enthusiasm.
I get up and walk toward the showers clutching my cum drenched clothes in my hands, the feeling of my long cock swaying below me as I walk is amazing. It hangs 9 inches down, still dripping occasionally.
It still tingles with steady growth as I walk down the hallway. One or two girls get a good look at my body as I walk past them to the shower. Not only do I not feel shy I feel... proud? I watch them stare at my disproportionate cock as I enter the shower.
I turn the water on in the large communal shower, lathering my whole body, but spending extra time on the massive fat dick I've come to love.
I find myself wishing I could stick it in somebody....

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I'm on my bed in a tank top and short shorts, playing with my phone when I see you walk in.
"Emma! What happened? Did you have a growth spurt? Why did you stay late after class? Why's your hair wet? Did you just take a shower?" I blurt out as I drop it on the nightstand. I sit up and look at you, wide-eyed.
"Oh, and by the way - this came for you while we were in class." I pick up a small pamphlet and hand it to you: "Saint Daphne's School for Young Futanari - Curriculum" written in block letters on the cover page. "You're supposed to see a counselor tomorrow about setting up your schedule, and you can look through these first. So anyway, what happened?"

As I stand in the shower and let the hot water cascade down my soft cock I started to think sexual thoughts again. I imagine letting other girls suck on my cock, or sticking my cock inside them. Before long my cock rises to life yet again. I masturbate furiously before cumming all over the community shower, the drain full of thick white cum as I leave.
I stroll down the hall, naked, dripping wet, my cock and balls swaying heavily below me. Girls look as I walked by, I think I even notice one get hard.
I enter my room to find you already there.
"I’d been growing all day," I explained, motioning to my far larger cock, “and by the time we were in class I was too full to leave, so Ms. Jennings helped me.” I’m unsure if I should share helping her out as well.
"I feel SO much better after that shower." I remarked, bending over to find underwear. I stuffed all 9 inches of soft cock into a pair of panties and marveled at the size of my bulge now.
I turned around.
"Think the other girls will notice?"

I gape when I finally notice your huge, soft cock (that's bigger than mine hard, at that) and fat, swinging nuts.
"Emma- Woah! How'd you grow that much in *one day*?! How big does it get when it's hard?" I ask eagerly. "Um, YEAH I think the other girls will notice! I only know of like five or six girls with bigger softies than that, and they're all upperclassmen!" I stand up next to you with my eyes locked on your cock. I can't help noticing your butt, while still proportional, is rounder and curvier than when I last saw it. "Oh, you're so lucky you got Ms. Jennings to help you out... She's really pretty, isn't she?" My own cock starts to rise at the thought of her stroking your enormous hard on.

Your eyes are fixed on my crotch as you talk to me.
"Um... I don't know exactly, but I think it must be more than 12 by now." As you stare at me I feel my cock tingle and twitch. I look down to see your pants start to bulge as well.
"Yeah... Ms Jennings is so pretty," I say, my bulge growing slightly. "And she was so nice to help me. Do... do you want to measure me?" I ask sheepishly.
"I want to know just how big I am, and... I... I really want you to be the one to tell me. I'll help you if... You help me?" I let out a whimper as my breath turned ragged. Between my fuller ass and my cock filling with blood, my tiny pink panties begin to rip at the seams.
They grow tighter with each pulse of my heart until finally, a stitch tips and my cock shears through the front of them.

"Sure! I want to see how big you a- wait... WOAH!" I flinch back as your panties tear apart, your hard cock springing up and spraying me with a few drops of precum. It's one thing to see how huge it is soft, but seeing that achingly hard pillar of flesh makes my face burn and my nipples stand at attention. My own hardon follows suit, albeit much less dramatically.
"Oh my gosh... um, let me get a ruler." I rummage through my school bag as quickly as possible and pull out a plastic ruler, which I hurry over to your dick. "Oh, right... you're definitely bigger than 12 inches." The plastic ruler doesn't even reach the engorged head, at least 2 inches extending past the 12 inch mark. "I guess we'll have to wait til you can get another physical. Jeez, this thing is huge..." I softly lay a hand on it, feeling its intense heat. Precum starts dripping out of the cum slit at a steady pace, making the carpet under us all sticky.

"Mmmm..." I whimper as your hand touches me.
"P… Please," I ask, trembling with arousal, "please help," I say as precum coats your hand.
My balls visibly swell as the moments pass.
I thrust my hip ever so slightly to slide my cock in your tender grip.
"Slide yours against mine," I say, eyeing your bulge.

I bite my lip as you thrust your precum-slick cock in my hands. Despite being drained by my ultra busty teacher just minutes ago, you're clearly aching to let out another load. And judging by the swelling of your fat balls, it won't be a small one...
"Okay," I whisper breathily before pulling my shorts and panties down. I'm achingly hard as well, and slightly embarrassed by how much smaller my cock is than yours. But I obey your command, gently bringing my shaft against yours and holding them together as best I can. A deep moan passes my lips, my eyes half-lidded, my legs trembling. The heat of your huge mass of fuckmeat feels incredible - I could cum right now if I wanted to. But I hold back, wanting this to last as long as possible.

I moan and use my hips to grind my cock against yours. The meaty shafts glisten with precum as we press them and slide them against one another.
I'm amazed at how much I've grown, your own formidable cock is dwarfed by mine, and it only makes me more horny.
I reach down and play with your balls, massaging them with one hand, and using my other hand to hold your shaft against mine.
"Would... would you use your mouth on me?" I ask completely caught up in my lust.
My balls pulse and tingle more with each moment as I separate my cock from yours, still stroking your cock steadily with one hand…

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I wake up in a cold sweat again. Just as I had the morning before. Breathing heavily as I come to my senses I can feel my balls pulsing, the dull ache they have when they are far, far too full. My cock is semi erect, draped up my tummy and resting below my budding breasts. Even only partially erect I was alarmed at the size of it. Was the growth never going to stop?
I get up out of bed, it's early, far too early as I look over at the bed. No sign of stirring there.
I pull a pair of panties on as my cock softens, my balls are obscenely swollen and look like I'm smuggling grapefruit.
I waddle down the hall toward the counselor's office. They were always on duty.
I hit the buzzer at the reception desk and a nurse escorts me to an examination room.
I wait, and still my balls ache and swell.

The counselor entered the room, she looked to be in her mid twenties, athletic and olive skinned.
"Emma? I'm Dr. Firenze, I was told you have been having some pretty intense problems"
I nodded, the discomfort growing.
She gingerly pulled my panties down, my cock tumbled out.
"This sort of growth is pretty unprecedented here" she said, touching me gently with a gloved hand.
"I'm going to give you some medicine okay? This is a hormone modulator that should slow your growth and make things more manageable. "
I smiled, wincing a little as she retrieved a small needle.
"Count backwards from three and close your eyes"
I did as I was told and felt a tiny prick in my thigh.
"I'm going to have you lay down for a bit, and when I come back in the room I will take a blood sample to see how you react"
She smiled kindly as she stood up and removed her gloves.
"See you shortly, try to sleep."
In no time I had drifted off.

I woke up in a different room, and felt very odd.
I was in a hospital bed with a sheet over me. Something immediately seemed off when I looked down.
"You're awake" the Dr. said from beside the bed. She had a concerned expression on her face.
"Emma, there has been a... well you had a bad reaction to the medication sweetie.
The drug was designed to inhibit hormone production, but due to your body producing so much it didn't work.
Emma your body is a series of systems that try to stay in balance, as the drug tried to suppress your hormones your body tried to balance them and... I'm... I'm sorry to tell you this but your body started producing enormous amounts of hormones that cause growth."
She lifted the sheet and my jaw dropped.
A flaccid cock that stretched all the way to my ankles lay between my legs, the base of it draped over a pair of cantaloupe sized balls.