“Alright, Nuwa, Truth or Dare?”
“Hmm… Dare!”
“Okay, I gotta go grab something then.”

It was the first week of Nuwa’s summer vacation and she was celebrating with her new friends: Lee, a black girl whose upper middle class lifestyle turned her freshman fifteen into about a twentt, and Mila, a tiny Hispanic with red dyed hair. They had all just completed their freshman year in college so Lee invited everyone over for a party, complete with alcohol. It was this underage drinking (the girls were nineteen) that may have led to the next few events unfolding, since Lee came back with a bottle and a strap-on dildo.
“Hey! I thought we agreed no sex!” Mila said a bit too loudly. Lee simply laughed.
“What? No, she has to wear it for the next…say…24 hours.”
All three girls laughed at that, and Nuwa took off her pajama bottoms and panties so she, with assistance from Lee, could get it on.
“Now, hold your horses little lady” Lee said, drunkenly impersonating a cowgirl, “We forgot the best part.” And she squirted liquid from the bottle onto the various straps.
“That’s glue” Lee said, “So you don’t take it off.”
“Don’t trust me?” Nuwa said with a wink, “Or don’t think I’ll remember this in the morning?”
“Hey! Let’s get back to our game.” Mila said, spinning the bottle so they knew whose turn it was.

Nuwa pulled her pants back on and looked at herself in the mirror. It looked like she had a giant boner, quite unbecoming a skinny Chinese American with flawless skin and a resting pouty face.
“I pick truth” Lee said
“Why do you even have a strap on dildo?” Mila asked, “You’re not even into girls.”
“It was a gag gift one year” Lee said, “And I mean… the front end still works.”
All three laughed again and the game continued on until, whether from fatigue or alcohol, the women drifted off one by one.

The next morning, Nuwa awoke, still in Lee’s living room, with a massive headache.
“I guess this is what a hangover is like” she muttered to herself. Standing up to grab some water (which she heard could help with the symptoms), she noticed a large tent in her pajama pants. This made her giggle stupidly.
“Oh yeah, I forgot about that. I wonder if the glue is still good?”  But when she went to tug on the phallus, she felt an alien sensation that sent a jolt through her body. In shock and horror, she ran to the bathroom, trying to ignore the protrusion swinging in front of her, and pulled off her bottom clothes.

It was real! The straps were gone and what was once neon pink plastic was real flesh and blood. Nuwa was one of those “save yourself for marriage” kind of girls, so she hadn’t seen a real penis up close like that before. It was… strange but not unwelcome. She saw it twitch (she didn’t know they did that) and longed to touch it, to grab it! Well, she was already in the bathroom and no one else was up yet, so….

Stroking the shaft, she felt another wave of pleasure course through her, one much stronger than what she normally felt in her own private parts. Nuwa always wondered about that: she had heard somewhere that men were more sensitive than women down there, but she also heard women enjoy sex ten times more. But given she didn’t know what a regular cock felt like, let alone one that sprang up overnight, it was probably a moot point.

Letting her instincts and hormones take over, she continued to rub her new penis all over, faster and faster, then started pumping up and down as she fingered her vagina with the other hand until at last, the shaft shot out white goo all over the shower curtain! Of course, Nuwa knew what sperm was, but didn’t know it would have that much force or distance. Grabbing some toilet paper, she tried desperately to clean up the mess and mostly succeeded in doing so. As she threw the paper in the toilet, she began to wonder things about her new phallus: what did her sperm taste like? Could she give herself a blowjob? As she thought about these things, her pussy began to ache, but her penis stayed flaccid. She had heard men were only good for one orgasm at a time, so she supposed her man part must be the same.
“The candle that burns twice as bright burns half as long” Nuwa quoted as she took care of her womanly half. She also began to worry: could she impregnate herself? If so, she would have to be careful. Either way, she would have to do research.

A knock at the door broke her concentration.
“Nuwa? Are you almost done?” a groggy Mila asked. Crap! Nuwa had almost forgotten about the others.
“Uh… be out in a second!” Nuwa squeaked, sweating nervously. She pulled her panties and pants back on and inspected herself again. Her pants were baggy enough that her new appendage wouldn’t be immediately noticeable, so she washed her hands and left the bathroom to grab breakfast. As Lee was toasting her waffles, Nuwa sipped her orange juice and thought about what was between her legs. What other fun could she have with it? Then she felt it growing again: she was getting an erection!
“Hey, Nuwa? Can you hand me that syrup?” Lee yawned. The syrup was in the fridge which meant that Nuwa would have to get up and show her new erection to her friend!
“Can you get it? I’m still light headed from last night.”
“ug, fine.”

After a few near misses like those two, Nuwa made her excuses and left for home. She had hoped wearing a skirt would help to hide the erection, but it didn’t seem to. If anything, it made the entire front of the skirt stick out when she stood, making it more noteworthy. Anyway, after she drove back to her own home, she began to experiment with what turned her boy parts on. Turns out, it reacted to the same stuff she usually liked, as opposed to stuff men might like.

So Nuwa's new penis was truly hers, and she had all summer to have fun with it.

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