“In just a few minutes it will be December 1st, Charlotte! And to make sure that we make it, I set an alarm to go off the moment it hits midnight. How are you holding up?” “I’m barely holding on as it is, Nancy! This is one of the worst transformations that your bots and-and your program could’ve picked out to end our little challenge.”
Nancy was silent for a moment until she said one of the worst things to say to Charlotte at this point. “Well, at least you are following the rules of No Nut November since you now have the proper organ to nut with.”
As the last time that Nancy’s nanomachines could have their fun with Charlotte’s body, they decided to give her an honest to god male’s penis with a matching pair of testicles. But this wasn’t a normal penis that everyone with a Y chromosome has. Instead, Charlotte got a penis that has grown bigger than her body.
Over 12 feet of her dick looming over Charlotte, constantly erect with pumping blood from somewhere to support the monster that connected to her. Unlike the other times that parts of her body grew to such a degree, Charlotte’s member has become sensitive to the touch. So sensitive that the very air surrounding it causes some minor teasing to the massive genitalia.
But through sheer determination or blind luck, Charlotte perseveres throughout the day and almost all through the night. Tired, sweaty, and done with all of this madness from the machines that had plagued her for a month, Charlotte could see the light at the end of the tunnel. Her grip on her bedsheet turned whiter than the sheet to make sure that she could withhold them from touching herself. But there was only so much space on the bed that Charlotte could hold on that wasn’t her.
It’s hard for Nancy to imagine that the humongous bed that she got for Charlotte has fulfilled its usage to hold her and her unexpected amount of mass. And yet, there is Charlotte as proof. The bed, which was made for an entire small family to sleep comfortably in, was completely overtaken by Charlotte’s balls. Those giant churning cum generators, where all of Charlotte’s unreleased fluids that she has acuminated for weeks, were completely resting on 90% of the bed with what was left her Charlotte and the extra pillows.
“N-Nancy,” stammered Charlotte as she tried to get her friend’s attention. “Yes, Charlotte. What is it?” Charlotte had a look that said it all. “How m-much longer is left until-until D-day?” Nancy pulled up her laptop with the clock on the screen ticking away. “11:58, Charlotte. I’m sure that you can-” “No I c-can’t!” cried out the gasping futanari.
Nancy put her computer aside with the screen facing them as she faced Charlotte. “Yes you can, Charlotte. You made it as a plant that was made for sex. You have made it when your vagina was blown up like this and turned into a succubus after that. Throughout all of these transformations time and time again, you made it.” Nancy looked back at the bright screen to read the time and look back at Charlotte. “And now here we are. 11:59 PM on November 30th. We are less than one minute away from concluding Naughty Nano November.
“N-Nancy,” Charlotte gulped before saying anything more, “I-if I d-don’t m-make it to t-the end, w-would you m-make sure t-that m-my p-punishm-ment i-isn’t too b-bad.” Nancy gripped her hands on one of Charlotte’s tightly-fisted one. “We’ll see, Charlotte. We’ll see.” Then they heard the countdown coming from Nancy’s computer, its monotone voice sounded so far away from Charlotte’s ears.
“10”
“9”
“Nancy! I’m gonna cum!” Charlotte shouted, feeling movement coming from within her python.
“8”
“7”
“Don’t you cum, Charlotte! Do you hear me? Do not cum!” Nancy announced as if it were a matter of fact instead of admitting that she was witnessing Charlotte’s cock swelling as it was about to cum.
“6”
“5”
“I’M TRYING, NANCY!!” Charlotte screamed out to the one who was with her from the very beginning. Was she screaming out in pain or pleasure, either could work but Charlotte was too far gone to know or care.
“4”
“3”
With nothing to do or say to help Charlotte out, Nancy just stayed at her side. All she can do is say a quiet prayer and watch as the phallic pillar emerges out of Charlotte’s privates getting ready to release its load.
“2”
“1”
The only sounds that came from Charlotte were the scream from her mouth on one head and the gurgle of baby batter coming up from the other.
“0”
The computer had made a little jingle to broadcast that it was now midnight. To go with it, the screen had virtual confetti to fall from the top of the screen to the bottom. But no one was paying attention to the minor celebration that was happening on the laptop. Mostly because it was submerged in a rising flood of the sticky-white substance that came out of Charlotte.