McKenzie finds shelter in the library.

McKenzie stumbled out of the bathroom, her vision blurring from tears of shame. She had just torched six years of friendship with one stupid, selfish action — an action she didn’t even think herself capable of a day ago.

Looking down, McKenzie saw her clit tenting her gym shorts in an awful facsimile of an erection. The organ had grown bigger than ever and was screaming for attention.

“No,” McKenzie commanded, forcing her oversized clit between her legs. “I’m not letting you cause anymore damage.”

McKenzie stumbled into the hallway just in time for the lunch bell to ring. In an instant, her blood ran cold. In seconds, the hallways would be swarming with students. She couldn’t let anyone see the bulge in her pants!

McKenzie bolted down the hall, **** to find some solace as a flood of students erupted around her. She weaved through the hallways until she found the one place she could count on for peace and quiet during lunch: the library.

Throwing open the doors to the library, McKenzie searched desperately for a private corner to recuperate. The musty smell of books filled her nostrils, carrying her back to book fairs and reading sessions from the past. It reminded her of a better time.

McKenzie turned a corner and plopped herself down on a chair. Her eyes darted this way and that to make sure no one was looking. Then she carefully lifted the hem of her shorts and confirmed her worst nightmare.

Her clit jutted from McKenzie’s crotch, it’s shaft looking as pale as the rest of her skin. Meanwhile, the tip was bulging and deep crimson like an obscene strawberry.

“Why is this happening to me? It’s not fair! I’m just a normal teenage girl. Now I’m grow a di—“

McKenzie couldn’t finish her sentence. She couldn’t bare to accept the reality of her situation.

Suddenly, a soft moan permeated the air, catching McKenzie’s attention. Whoever it was was close by.

Listening closer, McKenzie made out a female voice. The moans were sensual and frantic, like whoever it was making them was jilling themselves silly. McKenzie knee she should stay where she was, but she couldn’t help but feel enticed by this girl.

Carefully, McKenzie walked in the direction of the noises and peaked around the corner.

There she saw Annie Myers, her back up against a bookshelf and her hand slipped under her t-shirt, cupping her boob. The girl was blushing hard and whispering to herself in between sultry moans.

“She touched me. I can’t believe she touched me!” Annie whimpered.

Holy shit, she’s talking about me! McKenzie realized.

McKenzie kept watching, feeling her clit bulge into a makeshift erection. Without thinking, she began to fiddle with the organ. She had wanted to ogle Annie Myers, now here was her chance.

McKenzie rubbed her growing clit as the now familiar duel of pleasure and pain overtook her. Her crotch felt like it was going to burst while her clit felt like it was about to catch fire. Through it all, she couldn’t keep her eyes off of Annie’s big, perky titties.

Suddenly, Annie looked up and the two girls locked eyes. There was fear in Annie’s eyes, but something else as well. Something that seemed to beckon McKenzie closer.

For McKenzie’s part, she was seeing red. All conscious control was leaving her body. She needed something, and she was starting to get an idea of what that something was...