Hit the books

The next day Cary went for a long and refreshing walk.

His head felt clearer for the first time since he’d begun his shift from mild-mannered account clerk to huge-cocked girl-fucker. He’d finally stuffed it in cunt and sprayed cum all over Evelyn, and it had made a big difference. It swung back and forth between his legs, temporarily calm.

Something more than puberty had happened. If the size of his cock wasn’t proof enough, there was what it did to Evelyn. He’d expected some sort of pillowtalk after they’d become lovers. It hadn’t worked out that way. She’d really just wanted more dick. Which Cary had been happy to give to her. They hadn’t said much at all, just a tangle of limbs and figuring out the physics of large cocks.

She’d assured him, during her more lucid moments, that this was all great. She’d never been happier. That was clearly true from the way she shook, around his dick, and drooled, and came. Her shyness about her body died off quickly. By the end of the night she’d been wondering if there was room in her ass. And her self-consciousness about her boobs seemed to be gone. She’d taken to rubbing his cum into them. She was sure it would help them grow.

So it was all for the good, right?

As usual when he was unsure Cary ended up at his local library.

“Oh! Hi Cary!” He’d volunteered there for years. Maria had urged him to pursue a career in the Library Sciences, based on his running of the Board Games Group on Tuesdays and regular curation of the YA Book Recommendations. “I haven’t—” she trailed off.

Cary thought to look down at himself. He’d walked directly from Evelyn’s place after eating all of her cereal. While she’d finally gotten to suck his dick. He wore joggers and one of the ex-boyfriend’s discarded shirts. Although he’d been really good about making sure his cum ended up in or on Evelyn he probably still smelled like it. He had to think through this musk thing. Could he go to the supermarket without making a bunch of cashiers squirm?

“I have a big research project!” he said, quickly. Maria, like Clara, also had big dark glasses. She had her hair bobbed and wore single-color blouses almost every day. She’d seemed like she was getting a head start on middle age. “I’ll be in Room 2A, alright? No need to check in on me! Unless you want to say hi!”

The internet was not much help. He just didn’t have any keywords to check. And the library’s porn filter, although not updated in a dozen years, did its best to frustrate him.

“Everything okay?” Maria came in behind him. He waited for the moment of surprise, where she inhaled sharply, and wasn’t disappointed. His research subject started to stir.

“I’m–” should he send her away? He’d just fucked Evelyn all night long, why did he feel a sudden urgency to bury his cock in another woman? “---well, I’m researching… men?”

“What— is—” he waited while Maria put her thoughts together. Perhaps, he thought, this was a type of research. Women, effect of Cary on. He’d need a lot of different girls as research subjects, to see if they all had the same nice and tight pussies. “Huh. If you’re looking for answers about men, I’ve never found any. Cary, are you..?”

“Oh no,” Cary said. “No no no. Not that that’s bad. But no. It turns out I’m definitely 100% straight. I’m kind of surprised too. I was looking more into… kind of… sex-ed-y? But also anatomy?”

“Sex ed.” Maria thought about that. “The local parent’s group took out most of our relevant books. They’d prefer teenagers learn about sex from redtube and gossip, I suppose. But we held a few back.” She inhaled. “I’ll.. help. Congrats on… being straight. Or not, I mean…”

She managed a weak, confused smile. Cary would have to ask her: how did this work? Was it attraction, to him? Or just a mindless urge to rut?

The books she brought weren’t all that helpful – they were from the late 1980s, outdated, and printed in a distracting font intended to be edgy for teens. They were all written in factoid style. “FACT: The human penis swells to several times its flaccid size when aroused.” he read, out loud.

“It sure does,” Maria agreed. She’d developed a dopey, pleased smile. The Maria that Cary had worked for had cultivated the librarian’s mannerism of being helpful but distant. This one kept inching closer to him, agreeing with whatever it was he said. Some of her blouse buttons had come undone. And she’d shut down the library, so she “could focus on helping out.”

The human physiology book was more useful. But it didn’t match up with what was hovering between his legs, and apparently making Maria silly and wet. The penis in the book was a useful appendage briefly capable of penetration. It doubled as a way to pee. It almost never got to silly, gargantuan lengths, with equally big balls to match. The way he could casually cum, over and over, made no anatomical sense. And why were girls so **** for it? Not everyone was a size queen. In fact he’d tried to hide his new girth from Maria. Nonetheless she was purring deep in her throat, legs open in her chair. So it wasn’t just a matter of: see big dick, want to fuck big dick.

“Maria, what do you think about big dicks?” he said. No, that was just a bit too much. This was going much faster then it did with Evelyn and Clara. Maybe now that he’d lost his virginity…? Or maybe he just needed a shower. “I mean, do you have any opinions about large penises.”

“Hmmmmmmmmmmmm,” Maria said. She sank back into her chair, considering it, and him. “Mmmm…. Big dicks. How big?”

“Around a foot.”

“Oooh,” Maria’s eyes were very soft and unfocused. “That’s a lot of dick,” she concluded.

“Maria, you want to just start feeling yourself up?” Cary said, considerately. “You want to just start rubbing yourself?”

“Wha–?” a brief moment of confusion that faded away very quickly. Whatever was calling the shots, it was very powerful. Maria was a headstrong young woman, and, within a half-hour, she was lost to something that felt very good.. She started to rub between her legs, with just a slight blush.

“I don’t know – why — “ was all the protest she could manage. “I’m touching myself. It feels so good, Cary.”

Cary came up with another idea. “Cum,” he told her.

She did that, too. Noisily. It was all very instructive.

The internet, eventually, came through. Someone had posted on a dead medical advice forum, years ago, about their weird dick. “Penis doubled in size – normal?” The post history was dead on. “Odd reaction from women.” “Very strange hormonal changes re growth.” Not a single person had responded. The forum appeared to be just a front for improving SEO of a supplements company. Nonetheless the poster had dutifully recorded their changes.

“Starting to think it might be magic,” Cary read. “Or the next best thing.”

Magic.

He looked down. Magic would explain some things. Maria had gotten between his legs, underneath the table. Her mouth should’ve been aching fiercely. It was too much cock. Instead she seemed blissed out, tongue gamely licking at the underside of his cock. She swallowed a lot of penis. Every spurt of cum made her shiver and cum.

His dick reminded him: he needed to fuck. He didn’t feel the same crimson-tinged rush, the blood pounding in his ears, but the need was still there. Perhaps he was like a vampire, but for sex? “Maria, can you— actually, lets fuck first. I’ll think more clearly.” The important thing was to keep a clear head and act ethically. He sat her on the brief library laptop shelf and yanked her panties off. They were far too damp to be of any use, anyway. Maria didn’t bother trying to talk. She just panted, like a dog, her legs spread wide.

After struggling with placement Cary finally just picked her up and fucked her against the wall. With his virginity lost it was easier to pick up on strangeness: he should’ve been slamming his dick against her cervix. There was no way it should slide this easily, this thoroughly, a wet and wonderful pussy rippling against his penis.

“Do you think I’m some kind of a sex demon?” he asked, curious. Cary bottomed out, for emphasis, grinding his hips into the librarian. She passed out and came, almost at the same time, face going slack as she fell against him. Luckily her body was still on auto-pilot, bucking back against him, and Cary let himself cum. He slid her down the wall, cum still oozing out of her, and left her against the carpet. Cary gave his dick a wag. Alien entity? Magical endowment? Demonic possession?

His predecessor on the long-lost forum had left an e-mail address.