Transboy Grows Something Fun

This is the story of a transmasculine person growing a cock. Some anatomical words are used to describe genitals. This is a story with cock growing, lots of cum, edging, cum plugs and trans boys with tits. Everyone is over 18. This is my first story here.. Hope ya like it.

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The music in Ricky's room had faded into the background of his thoughts while he drew, splashes of coloured ink over black ink work unfolded. He Leaned back and pressed his shoulders into the back of his chair, arching forward and groaning until his broad shoulders cracked and realigned properly. A roll of his neck revealed to him where he had been tight and he remembered to unclench his jaw for the first time in god knew how long. Ricky had given himself his shot earlier in the day and it always made his brain foggy with hormones.

You see, Ricky is trans and every week injects hormones into his thigh to help him feel more in his body. Ricky wasn't interested in becoming anything other than his sexual ideal though and that never included top surgery. Ricky stood at 6;2" and had broad muscular shoulders and a pair of tits that rested on his chest in large swells tipped with hyper sensitive large pink nipples. His belly was round and furry and his hips had slimmed down a bit as his body fat has moved around. Ricky's favourite part of his transition though was his bottom growth. Before starting his shots Ricky' s clit had been small and a little insensitive. However, now between his full fatty and pierced labia was a thick little trans cock with a little hood over his sensitive head.

Every time Ricky jerked off, he felt like there was something in him that was keeping him from cumming all the way as his insides would cramp before he'd have his orgasm, forcing out his pleasure with grunts and desperate motions.

He had been drawing for hours and finally was ready to take a break, he picked up his half smoked joint, opened the window, and lit up with an inhale. He held the smoke in his mouth, savouring its taste and heat before inhaling along with the freezing air that flowed through his cracked window.

As Ricky smoked he felt his body wake up more and he could feel his nipples harden under his compression top which he relished. Ricky's nipples were a little to sensitive for too much direct contact but the feeling of a nail dragging over the little nub on his pressed flat big tits turned him on and made his boy cunt drool.

With his free hand he rand his thumb over his chest over the his black hood and inhaled again sharply when he caught his nipple. The twinge in his boyclit was instant, his internal cramping already starting up. He hadn't cum in a few days and he always felt like the cramping was worse then.

He pulled out his phone and started to browse his favourite porn, gravitating towards cocks that spilled more cum than seemed possible. He was obsessed with the grunts that to him sounded pained, as if they were trying to push something thick out of their cocks. He longed to feel this and teased his nipple while he scrolled through pictures and gifs.

Ricky took a few more hits from his joint before resting it in his ashtray and letting his other hand wander to his shorts. his fingers toyed with his prosthetic that pushed against his growth, the feedback making him feel even more worked up. Ricky shifted and felt the fabric of his sweat pants caught and tented on his cock and shivered in pleasure, grinding more to try and get more relief of his deep need to cum.

Ricky started stroking more quickly, his shot days made it so hard to slow down and enjoy the process. All he wanted was to release the pressure. He closed his eyes and leaned back, teasing his nipple quickly while rubbing his cock through his sweatpants. His bulge in his sweatpants made him feel so good and turned on that he couldn't stop himself from stroking faster, his cunt clutching as if desperate for cum too.

Before Ricky could cum, he got a knock on his door and he froze. He checked his clock and saw it was 2 am and his music was still blasting.

"Yes?"

The door swung open and Ricky quickly adjusted and hoped his roommate wouldn't notice the prominent bulge in his pants.

"Hey man... can you turn that down it's really late." his roomie asked, Ricky nodded, his eyes running over his roommate and noticing the semi that was flopping forward in his boxers.

"Yeah.. Yeah of course. Sorry about that"

Tommy left, clearly very tired and Ricky relaxed, assuming that if his roommate didn't comment on his hardon, he didn't notice it.

He tried to get back into his groove but couldn't so he finished his joint, took off his prosthetic and got into bed. As he was drifting, he felt like the pressure that usually felt like it was in his boycunt had shifted forward and it felt like his clit was pushing more forward than usual and even a bit more swollen than he remembered normally getting.

When he woke up he groaned involuntarily as a dull discomfort became all he could focus on radiating out of his crotch, as if from his clit. He reached down tentatively and rubbed at his head which jumped at the touch but was almost too sensitive to keep touching. He put a little lube on his fingers and spread it around and sighed, this seemed to sooth his over hard and swollen boyclit. Last time Ricky had noted its size it hadn't been bigger than the length and width of his thumb. Now it felt at least three times thicker and more swollen then he thought it could get without a suction cup. He took his hand out of his boxers and played with his hard boyclit through the soft fabric and moaned, his other hand cupping his full breast before teasing at his hard nipple.

Ricky heard his dog beginning to stir in her crate and checked his clock to see that he really had to get her out so he could get back to his art on time today. He abandoned his boyclit after a few more rubs which seemed to give some small relief.

He didn't think this type of growth was normal but he wasn't going to start complaining now. When he pulled his jeans on he felt the tight fabric more against his new growth and a moan left his lips before he could stop himself.

Ricky tried to focus for the rest of his day but the ache had become throb that ran over him regularly. He was supposed to go to the park that day with a friend.

While they sat in the sun, Ricky lit his joint and looked out over the park, taking a deep breath in an effort to try and relax, hoping that would east some of the pressure he felt. His friend giggled at him.

"Are you staring again?"

Ricky refocused his eyes and realized he had in fact been staring at the woman several yards down the hill who had taken off her blouse and was sun bathing in a brallette with her huge tits practically spilled out, her round belly let free from the unzipped pants.

"Uhg sorry" he said shaking his head to try and clear it as if he was a dog and looked back at Vivian. "Sorry Viv, it's the day after shot day and I'm just a total mess."

"Ah Ricky it's okay, it's kind of funny actually. Especially because you don't want to be creepy! You know?" He blushed and nodded, chuckling.

"yeah I know its not good... I'm just so wound up Viv."

Vivian giggled and adjusted her frumpy outfit. She wasn't his type but even close to his shot day he would always wonder if maybe she could be. He thought she liked watching him get all worked up secretly. She always eagerly pointed out the other women he could look at and get distracted by. The pressure feeling in his jeans seemed to get worse as Ricky tried to focus on his best friend telling him all about her new job. He nodded and tried his best as it throbbed until he caught out of the corner of his eye that the woman in the middle of the grass had even taken off her jeans. She wore a pair of small shorts that barely kept her ass contained and Ricky felt a groan leave his lips as a spasm shook him and his dick started to twitch, as if set off in a way he couldn't stop.

Ricky blushed and pushed his thighs together, dragging his eyes away from the babe in the sun and back to listen to Vivian talking about important policy. He tried to keep his face straight as his thighs only forced more pressure on his boyclit, which made it jump and twitch even more. Suddenly the pressure changed and Ricky felt like his growth had pushed more forward again. He quickly stood and made up an excuse about needing to leave. Vivian laughed at him and rolled her eyes.

"Sure right, love the new code for 'Jerking Off' ya horny bastard." he blushed again and smiled.

"Thanks Viv, sorry about baling. I'll talk to you soon though."

She was already walking away and laughing to herself. As an demisexual she found Ricky's horny fog an endless source of amusement and loved catching him staring to watch him blush after.

When Ricky got home he quickly went to his room and pulled his jeans down, looking down and seeing a tent in his boxers more than he was used to. He sat in his chair and lit up a joint that sat in an ashtray, taking a deep breath before putting a cautious hand in his underwear again.

He groaned as soon as he did. His cream was thick and his boyclit was hard and standing further from his body than it ever had. He started to stroke and rub it feverishly, his fingers running over its length and then making a little pocket to rub into. He tugged at himself more and felt the pressure building. He groaned as it crested and pushed through this time, and felt a huge pressure in his clit than a massive release as he yelled out and felt his crotch and was too shocked to understand what he was feeling. He pulled his boxers aside and looked down to see a very thick cock with a hide head pushing out of a foreskin was flopped onto his thigh, drooling precum.

Ricky stared dumbfounded and reached down in awe. When he could feel his own touch he pulled back surprised before trying to wrap his fingers around his semi only to find that it was far too thick for that. He reached bellow himself and felt his pussy dripping and his labia more swollen than he remembered as if they were full. Each had a new hard mass in it that was sensitive to the touch.

"What... the... fuuuuck" he said to himself, exploring and feeling his brand new cock. He stroked it slowly, savouring the feeling of his foreskin pulling over the flare of his cock head. He moaned as he did this and felt himself getting harder, his cock far too big around for his little hand to fit. He was panting and sweating a little as he kept stroking, his other hand strayed to his chest and flicked his nipple through the compression top and moaned again as a big glob of clear liquid pushed out of his cock.

He kept massaging his nipple and his cock, tugging at the new appendage slowly while he teased his own cock head. He relaxed more into the feeling and after a few more strokes, took another drag of his joint or two before going back to working his new member.

He kept stroking and gasped, feeling a pressure mount. He rubbed along the pipe that ran along the bottom of his cock and moaned happily. He kept stroking more and then gasped when a throb that he thought would make his cock drool more only caused another tight feeling. He felt along his pipe agina to find a bulge and began to massage and move it up his cock, working what felt like a plug out of him.

He gasped as it moved up what he guessed was around 8 and a half inches of cock, about half way up his cock twitched again and he felt more urgency.

He kept massaging and tugging at his cock and felt it move until it was right at the head of his cock when his roommate knocked again.

Ricky quickly pulled his boxers and sweatpants up and looked down at the pornographic boner. He moaned as the fabric slid over his head and shivered. Standing up he opened the door, hiding his body behind it and pressing his hardon into the door, a jolt running through him as he did. He was even absentmindedly rubbing against it as he spoke to his roommate about who bought toilet paper last.

When he finally left, Ricky gasped and leaned against the wall in his room and looked down. His cock head was purple and pulsing with need. He quickly started rubbing again and felt the cum plug move forward and watched as it sludged out of his wide piss-hole.

When he finally dropped onto the floor with a splat he sighed with relief then yelped in surprise as a stream of thick clear liquid started to flow out of him. As he flowed, Ricky panted and stroked at his cock helplessly. He felt a twitching and shuddering and then another familiar stuffed feeling. When he felt at the base of his cock, he felt the familiar plug feeling and wondered how much more cum plug he had to clear out. This one felt firmer and thicker and he worked it out, whimpering as the swollen lump got moved up.

When he finally got it to his cock head he stroked more quickly and it slid out, and finally, he felt the tightening in his groin that felt almost like his old orgasms.

He shuddered and started stroking faster, clear precum flowing out of him. He panted and whimpered as he stroked and felt a deep clench before rope after rope of cum shot out of his thick cock and hit the wall across from him, then slowed to just long streaks over his bed and floor.

Ricky was panting and slid down the wall, resting his head back while his legs began to shake and shiver while he tried to catch his breath.