Ask Ashley

You decide Ashley would probably be the better option. You don't even want to think about how your sister would react to your situation. After changing into clothes that aren't dirty, you text Ashley to see if you can come over. She replies [Wow Doug, it's a little early. You better be wearing something nice ;)] Having been friends with her for so long you were used to these kind of jokes. You weren't exactly in a joking mood considering the situation, but being the good friend that you are you responded with [ I'll be there in my sexiest gym shorts and plainest white T] You thought to yourself "Short, sweet, and completely unsexy, the perfect defense." After sending that last text you left for Ashley's house.

(Knock Knock)

With giggle and a wink she completely opened the door to let you in."Hey Doug, you weren't lying about those sexy shorts and that plain T." She stood there in a thin, white tank top that reached just above her navel. And down below she was only wearing a "seemingly" thin pair of panties that barely covered the enormous bulge threatening to break free. "Wow Ashley, you didn't tell me we would be practically wearing the same thing now I feel a little embarrassed" you said walking through the doorway. She said with a playful smile "I told you it was early Doug. I had just woken up. So you're lucky that I even put on panties." The two of you started walking to her room as usual. "You're right, my bad Ash. I hope I didn't wake up your parents." She giggled "Don't worry about it. They're both on business trips, so they'll be gone for about a week." Now that you think about it. This is probably the first time you and Ashley have been alone together since you were kids.

When you finally reached her room she looked you up and down with a small gleam in her eyes. And as you both sat on her bed she giggled. "Now Doug, why did you want come over here so early. Not that I mind of course. " You took a deep breath, trying to think of the best way to explain the situation. Ashley may make a lot jokes and can be a little handsy at times, but she always given sound advice. You can't even remember how many times she's literally saved your ass. Hopefully she'll know what to do.

"Well, I don't know how to really say this, but I think I'm impotent." For a second, you feel like you heard the sound of stretching fabric, but that can't be right. "Really? What do you mean? Is it permanent? How did it happen?" Ashley's being unusually inquisitive, and you can't really tell, but does she sound a little... happy? "Well, it happen when my mom set me up with the neighbor girl Karen and..." (Ashley's attentive eyes turn a little cold.) "...as she was pulling my pants down..." (OK, she is definitely glaring at you.) "...she caught my dick in the zipper somehow and it was jammed for about fifteen minutes. I went home and iced my crotch for the entire night and when I woke up I could barely feel anything with my dick." You hear the stretching noise again. An unpleasant feeling creeps over you. Ashley's face returns to the previously attentive, almost hungry look. "So you mean you can't... get it up or anything." You shake your head. "So would you say that your little cock is... completely useless?" You look at her with a confused, and then you hear that noise again. It finally dawns on you, and you look down.

There she is at full mast. Her cock isn't even in her panties anymore. It was monstrous. Standing up completely straight, with thick veins protruding along the sides.The thick mushroom head on top was completely engorged and already leaking precum. And her balls were... gigantic, just one was about the size of your palm. You felt betrayed. You had confided in your best friend about your recent impotence and instead of care and concern, you were met with lust and joy. She was completely fine with the situation; in fact, given her monstrous erection, it seemed preferable to her.

"Ashley!" Her cock twitches. The precum still oozing out. Sweat beginning to form. Her breaths getting heavier. She briefly snaps out her lust filled trance. "I'm sorry Doug, it's just that we're a little ahead of schedule." You look at her again confused. "Don't worry Dougy, I know how to solve your "little" problem. All we have to do is make you realize that you don't need your dick." You sat there in awe, horrified of what you just heard. Did she really just say that? "Ashley, I don't..." She puts her hand over your mouth. "It'll be great. Your dick would just get in the way anyhow." She slowly leaned forward, her hand still covering your mouth, pushing you further and further down. And she spoke "After I'm done you'll be glad your dick doesn't work. You'll be the perfect sissy. Limp and useless, only ever able to get pleasure while having a cock up your ass. And I'll make sure the only cock you ever want is mine. You'll be my slut and no one else's." She finally pinned you down underneath her, the precum which had never stopped leaking started to drip on your shirt. She was going to take you forcefully whether you liked it or not, with the promise that you'd learn to like it.