There's something else... (ENFuta)

Valerie stood dumbfounded, staring at the empty closet uncomprehendingly. Where had all her clothes gone? Had they been taken? The robe would have been easy enough for somebody to take, since it was on the back of the door, but removing everything from her wardrobe would have made some noise, surely? And that didn't account for her pyjamas either.

Although she already knew what she was going to find, she checked her underwear drawer anyway. Socks, gloves and ribbons... but no underwear. She was naked. Thoroughly, completely naked, and with no way to cover herself to go and ask her family for help.

She returned to the closet, unwilling to accept the situation. Surely she'd just missed something? But no, she hadn't. She thought about the journey downstairs, into the living room or kitchen, and facing the shocked expressions of her family as she demanded to know where her clothes where. Much to her surprise, she found the idea... not fun, exactly. Frightening, embarrassing, but... exciting. Just like when she'd posted her YouTube strip tease, she felt a little thrill of naughty sexuality, a little electric shock of arousal...

She felt an unusual sensation down in her crotch. It was... it felt like... like a cylindrical balloon was slowly being blown out of her pussy, but she could actually feel the balloon herself. It tingled ever so slightly, and she could feel the gentle tingle of a breeze caressing it.

Valerie looked down and got the fright of her life.

She had a penis! It hung there between her legs, where her womanhood should be. And it was becoming erect! She watched in horrified fascination as it began to harden and raise up, until it was pointing into the closet like an extra finger.

"What the actual fuck?" she gasped.

It was at this point that the door to the room flew open. Valerie had her back to the door, and she looked over her shoulder, horrified, as her mother entered the room.

"Good morning dear!" her mother greeted her.

Valerie's face reddened as she realised she was now naked in front of her mother, and with this... this thing still poking out proudly! She instinctively tried to cover it. Her hands shot down and... hovered. She looked down at herself and frowned as her hands stayed away from the penis by a good two inches. She couldn't figure out what she was supposed to be doing. She knew that she could touch it, if she wanted, but the panicky part of her brain telling her to cover it up was confusing the part of the brain controlling her hands. **** to cover SOMETHING, she reached up towards her breasts... and got the same response. Her hands hovered harmlessly, unsure what to actually do.

Valerie turned around, her mouth open with horror. Her mother's gaze casually went down Valerie's body, stopped at the penis, returned to the face.

"Is everything okay dear?" her mother asked.

"My... I have... PENIS!" she blurted.

"Is something wrong with it, dear?"

"YES!"

Frowning, her mother stepped forward and, as casually as you like, took a firm hold of the end of the shaft and raised it up. She bent downwards and looked at it from various angles while Valerie stood, horrified at what was happening and also a little stunned by the breadth of feeling that the penis possessed. She had expected it to be sort of numb, like a dildo, but she could feel a surprising amount with it. Even the nasal breathing of her mother registered against her skin.

"I can't see anything unusual with it." her mother said at last as she stepped away and stood straight once more.

"Nothing unusual?"

"No. See?"

Her mother reached over to Valerie's dresser and removed a picture from the top. She handed it to Valerie, who stared at it in confusion. She recognised it as an old family photo, one taken of them while they were on a camping trip together when Valerie was barely thirteen. Only in this photo not only was Valerie as naked as she was now, but she had a penis.

"It looks the same to me." her mother commented. "Is it hurting or anything? Should we go see a doctor, or...?"

It had only seemed secondary next to the penis, but the concept of going outside suddenly brought another subject to the forefront of her mind. Looking at the picture, she was pretty sure she knew the answer. "Mom, where are my clothes?"

Her mother laughed. "You? Wear clothes? Don't be silly dear. Now come on, stop all this dilly dallying. Come downstairs for breakfast, and if it's still hurting we can go do the doctor afterwards."

"No, no... that's okay." Valerie replied. "It isn't hurting, just... it's nothing."

"Okay dear. Waffles on the table in five."

With that, her mother left, leaving Valerie alone and naked in her bedroom.