Puella Magi Madoka Magica

(Contains spoilers for Puella Magi Madoka Magica. Also, the characters within this story are above the age of 18. Blame magic or something.)

Homura woke up with a start, and immediately sighed as she recognized her surroundings. Another failed timeline, another reset. Instinctively, she moved her hand to her chest to repair her heart, like she had dozens of times beforehand.

This time however, her hand came into contact with an unexpected fleshy mass on the way. She made an experimental feeling-out motion, and was unable to stifle the moan that followed soon after. A fleshy and very sensitive mass.

Now fully awake, Homura finally was able to comprehend the fact that she had somehow grown truly massive breasts. Her position on the bed made it hard to tell, but they were easily larger than Mami's were, and probably each were comparable to her own head in size. She sat up, to more fully comprehend the situation she had found herself in, and noticed how her breasts jiggled and bounced pleasantly as she moved. Feeling herself up a little more, she discovered her nipples had grown in size as well, capping off her tits with a firm peak. Her hands couldn’t even hold reach around the entire weighty softness; Homura estimated that each one must have been about the same size as a large melon. She didn’t really know cup sizes, since she’d never actually had any breasts to measure beforehand, but these probably would have broke the scale.

It was then that she noticed another addition to her body: a flaccid penis. Despite its softness, it was already around seven inches long, and likely would grow even further. However, some kind of ribbon was tied around its base, presumably preventing an erection considering its tightness and numbness. She also had grown testicles a little larger than ping-pong balls. It… she guessed it looked like the penises she’d seen in health class, but this was much much longer than they were supposed to be, and it hadn’t even gotten hard yet. Dumbfounded, Homura moved her hands down for some additional exploring of her new body, and was somehow relieved to discover that her vagina still existed, albeit seemingly much wetter and looser than before. Like her breasts, it had become much more sensitive to the touch, and Homura shuddered as she ran her finger across the slit. Her body felt like it had been starved for touch for years, and her mind reeled under the new sexual drive that even this gentle probing touch produced. Concluding the groping session, Homura moved from in between her legs to outside them - that was much more “outside” than Homura remembered. Finally, Homura sat up, trying to get a more visual look at her new body. Asides from the aforementioned addition of a massive cock and an equally sizeable pair of breasts, she’d also gotten a much more expansive waist and a ridiculously sized ass, one that she had actually mistaken for a soft part of the bed. Honestly, it was softer than the bed itself, now that Homura was feeling herself up. Was this what the shady Yakuza were talking about when they were talking about grabbing fat asses? Honestly, it felt like - well, her ass felt really soft, wow - but her ass seemed like it would be a multiman job, like that whole gang could probably get a handful. Although if it felt this good, Homura wouldn’t even blame them.

It seemed that some hand-on experimentation was in order. Homura slowly loosened the ribbon from the limp dick with one hand while cupping one of her huge breasts in the other. As her cock grew inch by inch, her heart suddenly decided to make its presence known by palpitating wildly, its defects unattended to. Quickly, the magical girl (futanari?) placed her Soul Gem into her cleavage and channeled her magic through it. She closed her eyes, enjoying the pulsating feeling between her tits, and squeezed them together for added effect. After a short while, she had returned to peak capacity, and warmth flooded toward her groin.

Opening her eyes again and peering over her breasts, Homura was treated to the sight of her own erect penis for the first time. It was almost fourteen inches long from base to tip and was nearly two inches wide, throbbing merrily as she breathed lustfully. She took a hold of it with her right hand, noting its warmth and thickness. The sensation of simply holding it was probably enough to get her off at this point, but Homura was vaguely aware of the basic procedure that guys used. She began pumping the monstrosity up and down, running her smooth hand across the length rhythmically. Her left hand, after a brief lull, found its way to her pussy, where she inexpertly inserted her fingers in. She began moving her hands faster and faster, enough so that both her chest and her ass bounced with the of it all. Her breasts began to spray out milk, too, a steady trickle flowing down her chest and landing on her hands and dick. Why not lactate at this point, she was oversexed enough for it anyways, Homura thought - or rather, the little bit of reason not occupied by the wonderfully pleasurable feelings of her sexes thought.

The combined stimulation of male and female organs brought the dark haired girl to orgasm incredibly quickly, pleasure reverberating throughout her body as she shot her first load all over the entire hospital room, an absolutely absurd amount of hot sticky sperm shooting out. Her dick still remained hard, so Homura continued to masturbate furiously, pumping inexpertly but with furious need. By the time she was finally done, the bed, the sheets, and Homura’s torso had all been thoroughly splattered with cum and milk, and yet her penis was still rock hard. She brought her left hand out of her soaking cunt, wiped off one of the most egregious loads from her face, and put it into her mouth for a taste. It was the best thing that she had tasted in quite some time, the tastes of pussy and cum mixing quite well. Homura sighed again, this time out of satisfaction rather than sadness.

As she lay in bed basking in the post-coital bliss, Homura puzzled together the cause of her transformation. Last loop, Madoka had acquired a strange ring from some store, and had transformed into a much more endowed version of herself upon putting it on, a large bulge appearing in her school uniform. Kyubey, as if anticipating the action, had appeared before her at that very instant. Homura would have instantly stopped time and murdered the rat, but there was some scent in the air (caused by the transformation, perhaps) that had clouded nearly all of her thoughts. She still shot that Kyubey, but of course there were more, and Madoka managed to make a wish. "I want everybody to be this happy!" she had said, just as Homura desperately rewound time. Clearly, Madoka had transformed into the same kind of hermaphroditic sex goddess that she currently was. Her wish had possibly - the still-recovering girl caught eye of a nurse walking by through the window, or rather her nearly naked giant tits and huge cock swaying in front of her as she moved - no, definitely gotten everyone else as well thanks to her huge potential.

Well, futanari or not, Homura still had one mission in life: saving Madoka from the fate of becoming a magical girl. She sat up, and considered how she would proceed.

Right after she got all this cum off of her, of course.