You, a girl with a fascination for girl's with cocks

Your devilish grin would frighten children if they could see you sitting there, pencil in hand, dawdling over the surface of this marvelous notebook you’d found. The ability to rewrite society and perhaps reality to your own whims was exactly the kind of thing you needed today.

You riffled through a few of the other pages, noting the presence of more basic rules. Things like gravity and the general consensus that the sun is bright to look at. If such basic rules of existence could be written here then perhaps you too could change something a bit more “aggressive”.

Taking one more peak around to watch your unwitting victims going about their day, living life with it’s stresses and happy moments (or at least as much of that as could happen in some random coffee shop), you put pencil to paper once more. Finding the section on general rules for human behavior on earth you wrote.

“Old Rule: While personal preferences differ, generally women wish they had a penis and cultures generally show such a thing as an attractive trait to have on a woman, similar to how wide hips and healthy breasts are seen as attractive and something to be prideful for having.”

Searching around the pages of social rules that governed your species you found all mentions of a penis on a person of “feminine” appearance being seen as riding the line of “gay” or “just a man” and proceeded to gently scrape them out of the general conscious.

Girls with cocks were a beautiful thing so of course you would want society and all its unwitting denizens to be able to appreciate futa dick just as readily as you do.

Looking away from your writing and bringing your cup up for a lazy sip, you watched, quietly ecstatic, as the world faded from one reality to the next. Like a curtain fading in and out of existence changes showed in the small shop.

The barista who had been a skinny thing of beauty changed to a different person entirely. While still feminine (perhaps even more so), she shuffled about with long brown hair and non-existent breasts, her wide hips swiveling in place as she poured a bit of something for someone at another table. As you sipped a small grin spread seeing what the girl had on below the waist.

It would be fairly modest and match her top which conformed nicely to her delightfully cute curves if she didn’t have a tent showing. The mini skirt showed creamy white skin for a foot past the short thing’s lower half before her legs were covered by long knee-high socks that covered her dainty legs. In the middle, between her plush thighs the skirt lifted where the girl’s cock very clearly lay nestled inside her panties.

Your head twisted in thought. Did she wear panties? From what you could see her dick didn’t look hard under the thin cloth but it was tented more than if she had something to tightly contain it. This needed further study.

So like with everything, you went to the internet for answers. How much had your one little “trick” changed how your species and gender operated?

Firstly, it had definitely worked. Everywhere that you used to see ads of sexy women with just a little too much breast and ass to be considered “normal”, you now saw the definite signs of heavenly little bulges and tents. Women’s fashion had changed just slightly too. While most women still didn’t have a “hidden rattler” waiting, it was a far larger proportion compared to before. No longer did only those who felt on some very basic level that they were born incorrectly or the odd person who just had the unique kink. Now a dick on some pretty little thing only added to the austere and sexual presence that they could convey, on the ability to gain advantage in that timeless way of seductive power.

Similar to the way that a large portion of women’s fashion just happens to be sexually exciting to those so inclined, women’s clothing now often included ways of showing off what they were packing down below. The tightness of the clothes remained, molding tightly around a woman’s little dick and balls so that the shape could be clearly seen if they just separated their legs a tiny bit.

The farthest that these new lines of fashion went, were with clothes that could barely be called such, basically a sock with a ball bikini to hold the “girls” in place as they went swimming or just showed off all that they had.

Perhaps the most surprising part were the changes around the logistics of a girl having a dick in the first place. a large proportion were born as slightly more feminine men. With little issue around the sexuality of women with dicks, parents were more willing to direct a slightly more feminine male's path elsewhere than what was more traditional. So the number of sexy girl's with a dick and a cute little back door were substantially more common than the reality of a minute ago.

The other common method was for women with power and money paying for complicated procedures that either gave them a working dick or a facsimile that would look good in these new bikinis. The real thing was obviously much more attractive to most as any intimate time would quickly show (without some decent acting) that the beauty in your bed was actually a fake.

Oops. Looked as if a side effect of the new rule had been somewhat of a negative. While these procedures were now more common and more advanced, they were now much much more expensive. So those who would have wanted to have a penis before now would most likely not be able to afford it.

It was while you were viewing all these hot, beautifully endowed women that you noticed a bit of jealousy pricking at the back of your spine. This surprised you at first, you had never really wanted a dick of your own but the idea of other women with the meaty things had always been exciting. You realized then that you had not differentiated yourself somehow from all of your species, thus causing yourself to see things as you had written.

You looked down between your plump thighs, thinking of giving yourself a cute little dick, of watching it grow into a beautiful hard rod… but should you?