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The next day, Susan was locked in her room, scrolling through social media on her phone, still thinking about her meeting with Dr. Johnson.

"Oh...what am I going to do now?"

Apart from her parents and the doctors, no one else knew about her condition, which helped her maintain a semblance of a normal life. But this new variant threatened her delicate comfort zone.

"Maybe...the doctor is right."

The more she thought about it, the more overwhelming it became for her, and she needed to talk to someone she trusted: Vanessa.

Just then, she received a text from Vanessa, which made her heart race.

"Hi Sue, do you want to come over to my house tomorrow night to watch a movie? Don't worry, it'll just be the two of us. My parents are going out."

Trillions of things went through Susan's mind at that moment: fears, doubts, hopes, and joys. All that wealth of emotions crowded her head, leaving her unable to decide.

"What do you say?" Vanessa typed again.

She thought about it a thousand times until she took a deep breath, controlled her trembling hands, and replied:

"Okay, I'll be there."

"Okay, come at 8, I'll wait for you."

That was it. Now she had to decide whether to tell her only friend the truth or remain silent.

"What would happen if I told her about my thing?"

Of the multiple options running through her mind, she had two that made the most sense. The first, the most hopeful, was that Vanessa would accept her just the way she was, strengthening their friendship. The second, and more terrifying, was that Vanessa would completely freak out by cutting her out of her life forever.

The two options contrasted so much that it increased her anxiety. She tried to clear her mind by watching a random video.

"I just relaxed...oh."

Her nervousness caused her to accidentally click on a pornographic video, and she saw a rather attractive girl being sexually assaulted in the doggy style position.

She quickly went to remove it, but for some strange reason, the girl's moans and the movement of her breasts attracted her powerfully.

"Honey... how she screams... and those breasts... hmm," Susan said unconsciously.

In that moment, something unknown and new ignited in her, a warm sensation that spread throughout her body, filling her with a strange fever.

"The way she moves... she's so... sexy."

Suddenly, like a flash, she saw everything clearly: her moans, her movements, that sensual body, and especially her breasts. It was as if a bandage had fallen off her brain, revealing a great truth: The female body is beautiful and divine!

Her eyes didn't miss a single detail of the video. Everything else had disappeared from her mind; all that mattered was watching the girl being fucked.

"Yes... hit it harder... Ouch!"

Then it happened. She felt a tug at her crotch along with a sharp pull on her pants.

"Oh, what's wrong with me?" she said, very confused.

Looking down, she saw a bulge emerging from her pants, trying to get out, while her discomfort increased.

"Oh...oh...quickly, I have to..."

Urgently, she took off her pants to witness her "Thing" burst out through her panties. She didn't fully understand; what had once been just a stick was now about three times bigger.

"Oh...no...no...this isn't normal...this looks like..."

Her gaze returned to the video, and the man she was with had a "Thing" of the same shape and size. She understood; it was what Dr. Johnson had warned her about: her second puberty!

Watching the erotic video again didn't help her calm down; rather, it stimulated her "Thing" to grow even more.

"Shit…ow…ow…how it hurts…and it’s getting…grr…bigger."

Despite the pain, she couldn't stop watching the video. Now she was focused on the man and how he was penetrating her furiously. Another new feeling seized her, penetrating deep inside her. She wanted to be in his place, pounding into that beauty. She wanted to be him… that feeling was envy.

That guy looked so strong and powerful on top of the woman, something that made shy Susan Summer wish she had at least half of that power. Driven by her new emotions, her panties followed the same path as her pants.

“Come on… moan, bitch,” Susan repeated what the man was saying.

When the video ended, the young woman was excited; her body was boiling, and his erection was ****.

“Oooh… Susan, what’s wrong with you today… I have to do something with… with THIS THING!”

Instinctively, her right hand reached down to touch the thing, receiving a jolt of pleasure.

“Oh, how nice! Maybe I can… ooooooooh.”

Slowly, she began to stroke it, being rewarded with more pleasure. She didn’t know what she was doing, but she needed relief somehow.

“Ahhh… that feels so good… more.”

The caresses became faster and faster until it reached the point of full-blown masturbation.

“Ooooooooooh… nooo… I can't… AAAAHHH… I can't stop… OOOOOOOH.”

She had to continue. Her body wanted to finish what she started. Her instincts told her that was the only way she would find relief.

“OOOOH… ALMOST… ALMOST… IT'S COMING”

The movement of his hand could be heard throughout the room. He was close; she felt him inside her, and in her excitement, the image of the girl in the video came to mind.

"OOOOOH...FUCK...AAAAH"

Large white jets shot out all over the floor, filling her with immense relief and satisfaction, which weakened her legs.

"Oooh...yes...oooh...so powerful."

She fell onto her bed, tired but filled with great happiness. Suddenly, she saw herself in the mirror across the room, and things changed.

Her face was red, she was breathing heavily, the thing was semi-erect, and she was grinning from ear to ear. She was quickly filled with disgust and shame at the sight of herself.

"Oh, shit, what did I do!"

She panicked. This wasn't her; it was as if something had possessed her. Everything happened so fast and sudden that Susan feared it would happen to her in public.

“God...it's worse than what Dr. Johnson said...me...my Thing...desire...oh no...WHAT WILL I DO TOMORROW WITH VANESSA!"