Leah's No Nut November

Chapter 1: The Wager

"Look, all I'm saying is it can't be THAT hard to go one month without fapping." Leah declared loudly. She was lucky the bar was ambiently noisy, or she might've gotten some awkward stares.

"But it's not just fapping!" her friend Amy countered. "You can't cum AT ALL! No masturbating, no blowjobs, no penetration, nothing!"

"Yeah! Plus, one of my besties in college got the futa treatment sophomore year, and she nearly flunked out because she spent so much time jerking off and getting laid!" Pamela added.

For the past hour, Leah and her two friends had spent their "girl's night" ordering drinks and arguing about whether or not No Nut November was a legitimate challenge. For you see, in this universe, astounding progress was made in the fields of genetic editing and cosmetic body modification. This allowed people to change their height, weight, sex, and other bodily features all on a whim. And now that anyone could grow their own penis, the formerly male-exclusive internet challenge was made available to anyone and everyone.

"Well, then your friend's a massive pervert with no self-control!" Leah retorted. "If I had a dick, I could easily go a month without touching myself, maybe even a whole year."

"Is that so?" Amy said, skeptically.

Leah nodded before taking another sip of her martini.

"Well, I say put your money where your mouth is." Pamela challenged her friend.

Leah's face scrunched with confusion.

"The hell are you talking about, Pam?" she asked

"If you're so confident you could stick it out, let's put it to the test. This Halloween, schedule an appointment at the body mod clinic to give yourself a cock and balls. Then, see if you can go all November without busting a nut. No fapping, no sex, nothing. Just like we discussed." Pamela explained.

"Hmm." Leah pondered the girl's proposition. "What do I get if I win?"

"Ooh! I know!" Amy chimed in. "If you can pass No Nut November, you get to do whatever you want to us on December 1st. After that, you can go back to normal or do whatever else you want with your body."

"I like the sound of that." Leah said with a malicious grin.

"Hold on." Pamela interjected. "If Leah gets something that good for winning, what do we get if she loses? There's gotta be some kind of stakes for her too."

Amy nodded in agreement before answering. "How about, if Leah can't go the full 30 days without letting one loose, she has to keep the dick and balls for a full year? From Halloween to Halloween, Leah's stuck with a wang."

"WHAT?!" Leah shouted in disgust. Simultaneously, Pam cheered "I love it!"

"NO WAY." Leah said, firmly.

"Come on Leah, it's gotta be fair. Besides, you can still jack off the other 335 days if you fuck it up. Like you said, can it really be that bad?" Pamela pressured her.

Leah groaned with annoyance. "Fine. I'll do it. But I hope you two clear your calendars for December first, because I am gonna destroy you two with what I have planned."

Amy and Pamela squealed with delight.

"So it's settled then! Tomorrow, we'll get the clinic to pen you in for October 31st. To No Nut November!" Amy stated, raising her glass for a toast.

The clinking of glass filled the air as the three friends upheld their drinks in revelry.