Alex Chase, In An Alternate History.

You can't help but stare. You're aware of the discomfort of your sleeping shorts being pushed out by the sudden emergence of your penis but you feel numb. You never imagined you'd turn out to be one of them. All the pains and cramps last night make it seem obvious now. You kept saying it was just your period coming on early and harder than usual. You even silently believed you might be pregnant. But this? You've officially lost control of your life.

A light knocking on your bedroom door startles you.

"Alex? Are you alright in there?"

Your body feels so warm you feel like your steaming in your own skin. The door slowly creaks open, light pouring in from the hallway. Elizabeth, your house sister, steps into the room. She's always been very pretty, a classic blonde with curves in all the right places. She wears a tight sleeping shirt that comes down above her knees, showing off a lot of leg. Her skin is so smooth, her lips so red, her hair so glossy, her breasts so...

You don't remember standing up or anything she said. You just remember how incredible it feels to throw her onto the bed. Her little yelp makes your dick twitch painfully. Thankfully, you know the solution. You bend her over the edge of your bed and flip up the bottom of her shirt. No panties! Perfect! If you had to wait even a second longer you'd probably burst! Blood surges painfully through your head and nethers, so much so that you groan in the ache of it.

But then you're inside of her and all is right with the world. Elizabeth howls as you pound her without a thought for her comfort. Your dick has needs and the pain, the pressure, the fury, the hunger, will only be kept at bay so long as you don't stop. You hear her moan and scream in possible orgasm but you don't care. When you finish inside of her it's like the pressure in your head dials up to eleven. You can barely make a sound, your whole body tensing as the orgasm consumes all your senses.

Your vision goes white and slowly fades to a new scene. You still feel feverish but not like before. You're resting against the wall while someone slowly pours cold water down your throat. It feels almost as good as the orgasm did. When your vision returns you see a woman in her forties with blonde hair tied up with a scrunchie wearing a thick robe. Ms. White stands over you with a glass of water while Elizabeth is a bit off to the side, hands in her knees as she looks at you with worry in her eyes.

"Alex, sweetie, can you hear us?" asks Ms. White.

You nod your head. Your throat is too dry for talking and you cough the moment you try. Ms. White offers you more water from her glass and you happily slurp it down.

"Don't try to talk yet, honey. Just listen. We thought you might be going through the change so we've been keeping an eye on you since you started complaining of cramps and fever last night. Now, you probably already know most of what I'm about to tell you but it's worth going over everything so you aren't confused later."