Jenny woke up this morning like she did most mornings: with her cock tenting her sheets and a dark spot near the peak where her precum had leaked out.
Naturally, she slid one of her hands down over her taut belly, across the softness of her trimmed blonde bush, and wrapped it around her modest shaft. With her feet she kicked the sheets off so that she could watch herself as she languidly slid her thin foreskin off and onto her shining red cockhead. As she did she stretched and purred at the sheer luxury of it but at the same time there was The Itch. She’d managed to hide it perfectly until now but the last few weeks had been tough for her. Masturbation no longer satisfied like it used to and she was noticing constantly how sexy her friends and family looked.
It was inevitable, she knew. She had to choose or nature would eventually choose foe her. She couldn’t go on forever as a virgin, at least not feeling this deep need to mate and transform into her true self. The only question was who? She would face temporary stigma no matter who she chose, but that mattered less and less to her now.
Maybe do like Sally Bernhardt at school had done a few months ago? Nobody had suspected her of The Itch, least of all her prom date. As so many other couples at school and around the country did for senior prom, Sally and her date Henrietta had ended prom night by stepping inside their hotel room. The next morning, her friends opened the door to find Sally alone on her bed sleeping, her new horsecock lying across her belly like a fat, pale snake drooling sperm which used to be her girlfriend. She’d been shunned for it but had recovered from it. It hadn’t seemed fair that Henrietta’s life had been ended just to upgrade Sally’s member, but Nature was cruel.
Just remembering the details she’d heard made Jenny arch her back and moan softly as her shaft was glazed by a small jet of pre.
She couldn’t go on like this much longer. She needed to mate a pussy. Any pussy!
Jenny froze mid stroke as she heard a sound outside her room. The sound of the creaky bathroom door opening and closing.
Mom (well, her “pussymom”).... naked soon.... vulnerable.... available.... hot....
Yes. She’d do.