The Erotic Awakening
(Disclaimer: This is my first time, please be gentle with me... I mean my first erotica series. As a closet female nerd, I have to warn the guys because you may be hurt reading some chapters. You have been warned, it's not for the faint of heart. Aside from that, I am here to ruin your NNN streak, muahahahaha! If you think you haven't been edged enough, my patreon media will end it for sure! Futa mommy out)
There was a party going on in a house for college students. The music was loud and thumping and the sound of 'chug, chug, chug' could be heard being chanted by some of the guys and cheers as well. Some couples were exploring their bodies in dark corners while others could barely give a flying fuck and fucked in the open where some also cheered, doing a countdown, checking how long the guy would last.
This was something that these students wouldn't do or at least go that far in doing but they were finally graduating. Funny enough, these were physics majors. The sexual energy in the air far surpassed what the popular fraternities could ever hope to achieve that night as they were so happy to done with it and went wild.
All except one girl. She was a shut in. But she couldn't run away from the sexual energy being created in the building even though she ran to an empty room and locked herself in much to the disappointment of a couple that wanted to go in just before her but fucked right at the door anyway, that's how intense the sexual energy was. Any dork could get laid that night!
But Amy wasn't free from this either as she turned on her phone and went to her favourite hentai novel site, reading her favourite tag… futanari.
Amy fingered herself relentlessly that night that the entire bed was soaked in her fluids. Who ever owned this room would have to do laundry, not that she felt guily or anything. But the problem was she kept at it even though her body kept convulsing and she caught glimpses of her life flashing before her eyes, even her late grandpa waved her off but she kept schlicking away, until her eyes rolled back and her heart couldn't take it anymore as her body begged for hydration since she had been going at it for two hours nonstop.
Her body gave in, and so did her soul.
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Darkness surrounded her, thick and suffocating, as if the air itself were pressing in on her chest. Raven's mind swam through the void, teetering on the edge of consciousness, her body floating weightlessly in the abyss. There was no sense of time here, no beginning or end—just an endless sea of nothingness. Yet, in this oblivion, something stirred. It was subtle at first, like the gentle flicker of a candle, but soon, the sensation grew more intense, urgent, pulsing with energy. Her mind clawed toward it, desperate for clarity.
Her eyes snapped open.
The world around her was a far cry from the nothingness she had just experienced. A dim, cold light illuminated her surroundings, casting long, eerie shadows across the stone walls of the chamber. Tall, gothic pillars stood like silent sentinels around her, and flickering blue flames hovered atop ancient-looking candles placed in every corner of the room. It was a place both familiar and unfamiliar—part of her past, yet shrouded in mystery.
But even as her senses returned, Raven's mind remained clouded. Flashes of the night before came back to her in fragmented pieces—an erotic novel she'd read before drifting off to sleep, a deviant story about a futa heroine who dominated her lovers, leaving Raven breathless with need. She'd been so caught up in the fantasy, her fingers slipping between her thighs, bringing herself to a trembling orgasm before exhaustion took her. That final moment of bliss had been followed by nothingness.
She was sure she had died last time, drawing her final breath as a horny masturbating virgin. What a way to go, she could have talked to Hank who went out for a beer run last night and let him take her but she was in a haste to read the latest chapter her favourite futanair author released and schlick her brains to it.
Now, something else had replaced that craving.
Her breath hitched in her throat as she felt it—the weight, the presence of something foreign between her legs. A wave of confusion and fear shot through her, followed by an overpowering surge of arousal. Slowly, her trembling hands reached down, brushing over the soft fabric of her dark, flowing loincloth—a piece of her new attire that draped down from her waist and stopped just at her knees. It was meant to conceal her, but even now, the shape of her cock showed faintly through the fabric, a bulge that couldn't be ignored.
The loincloth was sensual by nature, its material soft and light, teasingly covering her without hiding the raw power that now throbbed beneath it. A sudden gust of wind from the chamber's open window sent the cloth billowing slightly, revealing more of the shape underneath. Raven bit her lip, trying to suppress the tremor of pleasure that threatened to overtake her. Her cock—long, thick, and pulsing—strained against the confines of the cloth, the tip brushing against her thighs.
But it wasn't just her cock. Her balls—massive, the size of baseballs—hung heavy between her legs, swollen with cum. The weight of them was impossible to ignore, their fullness promising a volume that she had never experienced before. Even the slightest movement made them ache with the need to release, sending waves of pressure up her spine.
"Oh my god…" she whispered, her voice barely more than a breath, filled with disbelief and something else—something darker, more primal. Her fingers trembled as they traced the length of her new appendage through the fabric, feeling its weight pressing against her. She couldn't help but imagine how it would feel fully freed, how it would look in all its intimidating size. The thought alone made her cock throb harder, pushing the loincloth outward even more, the bulge unmistakable now.
The overwhelming sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced, each pulse of her cock sending shivers through her body. Every nerve felt alive, buzzing with heightened sensitivity. She had always possessed power, born of magic and darkness, but this… this was something else entirely. She was no longer just a sorceress. She was something more, something raw and dangerous, a creature of both lust and magic.
The loincloth strained as her cock hardened further, the bulge now obvious. Raven tried to ignore it, but the need was too strong. The fabric only served to tease her more, the outline of her 12-inch member becoming more pronounced with each passing second. She could see the way it pushed against the cloth, see how easily the fabric parted to reveal glimpses of what lay beneath.
She swallowed hard, torn between fear and arousal, her heart pounding in her chest. Her fingers trembled as they slid beneath the hem of the cloth, the cool air of the chamber sending a shiver through her body as her hand found her cock. The sheer size of it made her gasp, her fingers barely able to wrap around its thick shaft. It throbbed under her touch, already slick with precum, the tip peeking out from the edge of the loincloth.
A wave of pleasure coursed through her, and Raven's hips jerked forward, her grip tightening around her member. The sensation was overwhelming—almost too much to bear. Her cock twitched violently as she stroked it, the wetness spreading further with every touch. She tried to control herself, tried to push down the rising need, but her body had already betrayed her.
The pleasure was intense, building with each slow, deliberate stroke. Her moans echoed off the chamber's stone walls, her body trembling with the effort to hold back the orgasm that threatened to rip through her. Raven's mind screamed for release, her cock aching as her heavy balls tightened, desperate to be emptied.
She could feel it coming, a wave of heat rising within her, ready to crash down and take her with it. Her hands moved faster now, pumping her cock with growing urgency. Every stroke made her pulse harder, the head of her cock weeping as it strained against her grip. Her massive balls, tight and swollen, swayed beneath her, begging for release.
When the climax came, it was like nothing she had ever felt before. Her cock twitched violently in her hands, thick ropes of cum erupting from the tip, splattering across the cold stone floor. Raven's entire body trembled with the force of her release, her legs nearly giving out beneath her as she gasped for breath. Her loincloth, now drenched and sticking to her skin, clung to her, but the evidence of her release was impossible to hide.
Thick streams of her cum coated the floor, the sheer volume staggering. It pooled around her feet, dripping down in steady waves from her cock, her balls finally beginning to relax from their swollen state. But even in the wake of her climax, the hunger inside her had not been sated. If anything, it had grown stronger.
Raven's eyes flickered with dark energy as she glanced down at her still-hard cock, now barely covered by the damp fabric of her loincloth. She could see it twitch with every beat of her heart, the outline unmistakable. Her power, her need—they were now intertwined in a way she hadn't expected. And with this new form came a hunger she could no longer ignore.
A faint smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she looked toward the chamber doors. Her thoughts drifted to Starfire—her alien beauty, her innocence. The image of the princess's golden skin and fiery hair filled Raven's mind, and she couldn't suppress the dark desire that surged within her. She would claim Starfire, make her submit in ways no one ever had. The thought of Starfire's moans, her submission, made Raven's cock throb once more.
Whether this was a dream or real life, she would move according to her will.
Her new reality was clear.
And this time, she would not be denied.
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Now I understand those memes about guys using one hand to draw a hen with a tie, it wasn't easy writing this series and I am still writing this... someone will have to take this punishment! What did you think of the chapter?
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