There's an App for That!
Disclaimer for defensive purposes: do not read this story if you are under 18, dislike any contained fetishes, are looking to argue about anatomical impossibilities, or if you morally disagree. this content is uploaded for the (hopeful) pleasure of the viewers and is not used as anything more than fantasy fanfiction.
Blaziken is property of the Nintendo corporation and i do not claim rights by any means. in defence i would say that my character is slightly different.
also, i am serious about people coming to read stories and raise hell. i will not feed you. go somewhere else.
Funner tone now! this character in this story is my fursona and this is my first story on SoFurry. ive wanted to join the furry community but have not met the minimum requirements of the age limits on the sites. as of this accounts creation i was able to explore (being as deathly honest as i am T.T ). im enjoying myself here amongst SoFurry and other furry sites. now was the first time ive had to sit down and write my own bit. i hope you enjoy! and if enough people ask i will make a sequal. :3
I awaken at 2PM, drowsy and uncoordinated. I flip over onto my back in my bed, feeling once again that I had fallen asleep with my clothes on. My pants and shirt had spun around to the right, making my clothes uncomfortably tight on my right side. I force myself to sit up, staring at the digital clock which changes to 2:01.
I grab the covers of my bed and toss them aside and get out of bed, gracefully standing beside it and beginning to fix my shirt and jeans. I was going to change in a few minutes but for now I just wanted to get my baggy clothes back in order.
Giving my last adjustment, I head over to the bathroom and look at myself in the broken mirror. It had cracked from a single point when I punched it a long time ago. I fix my long off-white hair from my face and from between my antennae. My red beak and face now clear of my hair and I could see if I was showing signs of being tired. I might have to go to the grocery store later for some small, yet critical items.
Slowly slouching from the bathroom with my arms drooped at my sides, I walk a short ways down the little hall from the bathroom to my kitchen on the left side of the room. On the right I had a couch and a box television set, the two sections parted by the kitchen area's wood flooring and the brown/white of the carpet in the living room.
It was safe to say that I was proud to have sustained my living in a small home so early after high school, but with help from the government, minority income for blazikens was pretty low since they had a famed power of fire. In most cases if you were a blaziken and you had burned something of importance, you were striped of your rite of minority income. If the property is your own then they might over look it, but any technology or salvageable and recyclable material is off limits. Leaving all but dead leaves and trinkets illegal to burn by a blaziken.
I approach the fridge and open the door with my loose arm and bend over to look inside. On the door, was a bunch of spices and hot sauce. It tasted sweeter than a cup of sugar to most blazikens. Sugar in fact, wasn't that special to us. A personal favorite would have to be a well seasoned fish basked in curry and whatever else I could find. But all I had were tornadoes, hot pockets, and ramen noodles. There was also some soda lining the lower right side.
After staring at my selection I make a grunt of objection and walk over to my couch and lay across it with my right leg off the edge. My iPod slides from the arm and hits the tender spot between my antennae and I sit up quickly in reaction. It didn't hurt, but it was surprising to feel a cold sensation suddenly hit such a tender spot. Especially there.
I take a deep breath and hold my iPod in my hand and lean back yet again. I unlock it and pull up safari so I can go web searching. I was feeling a little kinky, so I might go check to see if there was any short term fun items, toys, outfits, or ideas I could get for cheap; or free!
Scrolling through sites I liked first, checking on anything new, interesting, and checking the deals. I soon wander off into my side tangent windows where I gain my usual scattered mind processes and have about 5 windows running at a time, clicking and scrolling, comparing and losing interest.
Eventually I find an idea that sparks an interest and makes me have to sit up. It was an add for free penis enlargement, no pills, no needles, no medical application. It promised immediate results, and impermanent effects.
I click the continue link and it brings me to some forms to fill out. Accepting terms of use, putting in name, and my junk email just in case. Next page is all of my credentials, and even some that I didn't list! I only put down a name, email, and a safety password! But a second list was filled in, and it looked about correct.
Penis Length: 8.14"
Penis Girth: 2" (wide)
Uncircumcised: No
Testicle Size: 3"radius per unit.
Testicle Quantity: 2
Cum production amount: 1 cup
Penis color: Skin
The information was shocking to see, I had to confirm the data. I undo my belt and leave it threaded through the belt loops, then working on the button and zipper. I pull off my boxers and pants together and my large organ flops out onto the fabric of the couch, supported by my balls underneath. The length of my cock only extends to its full size after some minor stroking. It could very well match the information on the site! But how did it know that?
I quickly save the page in my favorites and continue onto the next page. The fields were empty this time. And the word "desired" is pinned on before all the lines. I begin to fill out the fields with some crazy information. Only changing a few things about myself, I continue to the next page and it lists my changes.
New Penis Length: 5'
New Penis Girth: 1' (wide)
New Testicle Size: 1' 2" Radius
cum production amount: 1 quart (a spurt)
Revert back in (from START button press): 1 hour
I give it a look over and feel my heart pounding and my sexual excitement peaking as I press the big green "START" button at the bottom.
I feel my stomach drop as the next page loads and I feel a little tingle in my genital region. I see the next page displaying only the text "your chosen effects are now active, have fun!"
quickly, I look to my cock to see if there was any difference; nothing. I give a sigh of frustration. how could I be so stupid as to believe that it would work?
I put my iPod aside and take off my shirt so that my whole body can be naked, revealing the rest of my furred body with my yellow triangle pointed down on my chest, the rest of the yellow went up around my neck like a very small poncho. My hair was tamed to stay on my back, it was long enough to go down to my knees, but that's how most male blazikens wear their hair. In blaziken tradition, the females had shorter hair and the males had longer hair; a strange concept since most other races were the other way around.
Putting everything aside, I stand up and stretch and flex my muscles. My cock was standing straight out from me, and losing the blood in it from my stretching. I feel a bit of a head rush and sit back down. It escalates and I begin to feel really dizzy, looking around as the feeling was brain numbing and sensationally disabling. I go limp on the couch because I knew I just had to ride it out and it slowly subsides as usual.
Looking down at my slowly inflating member, I notice it looks thicker than before. I grab it and confirm the feeling, but it felt like the skin was expanding as if it were a balloon being filled and shaped into male genitalia. It was a rapid pace that continued to expand. My body seeming to fall behind in blood production of the monstrous 2 foot member, now growing faster.
My breathing becomes heavy and I re-adjust my sitting position so I can let my balls grow as well. They grew much faster and now sit between my legs as big as I had set. I give my cock a few strokes and blood flow seems to increase into it and it stands erect at 3 and a half feet tall. Now going above my head and still going.
I open my beak and begin to lick some of the skin, it felt like a tiny little tongue was licking it in comparison, but it still felt as good, as I imagine, to a real lick on a normal sized cock.
The massive meat was now able to sustain its own erection to a rigid state, making it almost impossible to move it around at the base. Along with the stiffness, came a torrent of lust. My hands immediately wrap around the growing and expanding shaft and I lose all control. My hips jerk forward from the pleasure I could still barely give myself. My shaft somewhere around 4 and a quarter feet and slowing down.
Quickly, I try to stand up and wobble to my bedroom. The only thing I would have to replace in there would be my alarm clock; I had to move it.
I pull out the plug and walk it over to my closet and close the door. My member's pulsing and throbbing sending me to my knees, both hands wrapping tightly around the sides, the girth was too large for one hand. I pump my shaft as quickly as I can, precum drooling from the tip in large dollops.
As pre slowly seeps down my shaft I lick it up and savor the taste, It was surprisingly sweet!
Slowly, I get myself on my feet and wobble over to my bed. I sit on the edge and try to think through my arousal and stoking of my massive meat pillar before me. That's when it hit me. I could lay face down on the bed and smother the top of my fully enlarged phallus with my pillow!
Without delay I climb up onto the bed through the navy blue jersey sheets, walking across it on my knees. I lower the head slowly and it rests on the pillow. Precum drools out onto it and I give a slight coo of pleasure from the rough sheets on my pleasure sensitive skin.
Since my monstrous penis was now 5 feet long, it was the size of some people! I had to be on my knees at the bottom of the bed! And even when I lean forward to grab the pillow, my cock slides across the sheets and makes me moan softly and rest my head on the warm flesh.
My arms reach for the heavy smart-foam pillow near my cock's head, pushing with my right hand and pulling with my left, I manage to swipe it from under the massive weight of my cock. Taking the pillow back with me, I lick some of the pre and then put the wet side down. I could only manage to reach and pin down the pillow sideways across the base of it, but I could tell it was going to feel great!
Gripping my hands tightly, making fists to pin down the pillow, I give my first thrust. My giant sex organ jerks and flexes regardless of having been rock solid to start. I thrust again and let out a quivering warm breath and begin to pick up a steady pace.
Humping the bed for what seemed like a good 30 minutes, precum hitting the wall, stopping and letting myself slow my orgasm peak and building myself up for a huge release. About 40 minutes has passed since I pressed the start button. Now was the time to decide if I wanted to let myself orgasm or ride it out for another 10 minutes. And if I did it now, I could see what happens after an orgasm.
Now coming up was the moment of truth, my cock was tensed, my balls pulled to my body, abs and ass clenched. I was going to cum. I give my last few thrusts and release the floodgates; literally. My cum shoots out, hitting the wall and splashing back slightly onto my cock and on the bed. One spurt after another, splashing off the wall and sliding down below the bed.
3...4...5...
My senses dull and I am limited to the feeling of my organ pumping out its masses of cum.
10...12...14...
Closing my eyes, I let the feeling overtake my senses, relaxing my head and flexing my hips and ass to force my cum out, more on reaction.
20...25...30...
The amount of cum per spurt slows down, it was taking a while for my orgasm to end. Losing count of my compulsions, I open my eyes and begin to seep into my afterglow. Drowsily I scan the area. My bed was a pool of cum, the carpet of my tiny room was also a pool of cum. Maybe ankle deep. And it was probably leaking out to the hall. I rest my head on my warp pulsing meat and move my pillow to my head. After all. This could all just be a dream; no need to worry about the mess or consequences. I pass out laying on my huge meat with my precum soaked pillow.