My Dick Grew
“Yaaawn...”
I dragged my heavy body upright. Soft morning sunlight filtered into the room.
“Why have I been so damn tired lately?”
It had started a few days ago. Even after sleeping soundly, I felt exhausted all day long. The silver lining was that today was my day off from the restaurant.
I got out of bed and walked over to the full-length mirror, stretching my arms. As always, a pretty girl stared back at me.
A petite frame, black hair, black eyes, delicate and lovely features, and flawless white skin without a single blemish.
“Perfect as ever, me.”
I admired myself, tilting my face this way and that in the mirror. It still felt unreal sometimes. The kind of thing you'd only see in novels or movies had happened to me.
Reincarnated into a fantasy isekai world. I'd been rushing to my college lecture to avoid being late when a bus hit me. Next thing I knew, I'd woken up here—in a girl's body, no less.
Knock knock, click. That's when someone knocked on my door and opened it.
“My darling~ You’re up just in time? It’s your day off, right? I’ve got breakfast ready—come eat.”
A stunning beauty who didn’t look a day over thirty, despite being forty-two. My mom, Elena Lucena. The one who’d adopted me from the orphanage and raised me. But I was a bad daughter with filthy desires for her.
Getting hit by the bus, opening my eyes, realizing I was a newborn—it was confusing, but I could handle it. But learning I'd woken up in an orphanage? That hit different.
Isekai reincarnation was one thing, but as a nameless orphan? The orphanage life was pure hell if it was even halfway decent, but no—it was the worst.
Shitty conditions, barely edible food. The caretakers weren’t kind; they didn’t even give me a name, just called me Child 13.
Then, the year I turned five, a woman came to the orphanage.
“You want to adopt? The only child left here is Child 13. Interested?”
All the other kids had aged out by then, sold off as servants or laborers to noble houses. I was the last one.
“You’d like to see the child? Come on in.”
The woman who stepped inside was the most beautiful person I’d ever seen.
She knelt down to my level and said softly,
“Hello there, sweetie.”
Her gentle voice wormed into my ears, heating up my cheeks.
“H-Hello...”
I clutched the hem of my clothes, tense as hell, and greeted her back. She smiled warmly.
“So your name is Child 13...? How about Auntie gives you a proper name?”
“Y-Yeah...? Um, sure...!”
“Really? Thank you for letting me. Hmm... What would be a good name...”
I mumbled my answer, and she beamed like she was genuinely thrilled, pondering it deeply.
“Ah! I’ve got it! Emily! What do you think of Emily? It suits such a cute little girl perfectly.”
I fidgeted, twisting my legs together, and whispered,
“I... like it...”
“Really? So I can call you Emily...?”
“Yes...!”
Then, in a more careful tone, she asked,
“Well then, Emily, how would you like to come live with Auntie? And Auntie?”
“Huh...?”
“There’s another little girl who could be your friend. I adopted her from a different orphanage a while back. She’s probably six years older than you—like a big sister.”
She held out her hand tentatively.
“What do you say? You’d be Auntie’s family. If you don’t want to, that’s okay—just say so honestly—”
Grab.
I seized her hand tight.
“I like it. Going to Auntie’s house. Being family with Auntie.”
And just like that, my life changed. She became my mom, and with the name she gave me—Emily Lucena—my happy life began.
Raised with endless love, now twenty and all grown up...
“Emily, blow on it so you don’t burn your tongue, okay?”
“Yeah, Mom. Don’t worry.”
Sitting at the breakfast table, I was so horny for her my clit stood rock-hard. My womb throbbed, my pussy getting slick with arousal.
“Darling, your face looks a little flushed. You okay...?”
Mom sat across from me, her face full of worry.
“Yeah, I’m fine.”
Ahh... every expression, every word—pure horniness fuel. My sweet, overprotective, doting mom.
She reached out and pressed her hand to my forehead.
“Oh my, you’re a bit warm, Emily. Are you really okay?”
“Yeah, really, Mom.”
I answered, and she smiled brightly.
“Such a brave girl. If you’re hurting, you have to tell me, okay?”
She stroked my hair softly before pulling away. My pussy soaked itself completely.
I knew lusting after my mom was wrong for a daughter. But... the thorns of conscience that once pricked my heart had worn away to nothing.
I barely felt guilty anymore.
When did it start? This crush on Mom.
Maybe from the moment we met at the orphanage.
And after turning twenty, it went beyond a crush—I started lusting outright, getting turned on so easily by her kindness.
With that gorgeous, slutty body and all her affection just for me, resisting was impossible.
My pussy was hot and drenched right now.
But my love for Mom was doomed from the start. We were mother and daughter, for one. But there was a bigger reason.
I’d asked her once,
“Don’t you ever want a boyfriend, Mom?”
“Huh...? Why, Emily? Would you like it if Mom had one?”
“N-No! Not that... just curious.”
“Mom’s never even dated. Having you is enough for me, darling.”
Mom was a total romance virgin, zero interest.
Blood or not, no way she’d see her daughter that way. And I was a girl—fat chance she was gay.
My crush had zero shot.
“Thanks for the meal.”
I brought my bowl and utensils to Mom, who was doing dishes.
“Was it good, Emily?”
“Yeah, delicious, Mom.”
Then I wrapped my arms around her waist from behind, pressing close.
Squeeze...♡
Pretending it was a hug, I started rubbing my swollen clit against her ass over our clothes.
“Darling~ Being all clingy?”
I ground it gently against her soft cheeks. A naughty habit I’d picked up a few days ago.
I had to vent somehow. Rubbing my clit on Mom’s ass until I came.
Innocent Mom probably thought her precious girl was just acting spoiled.
Sorry, Mom. But you’re too fucking hot.
I buried my face in her snowy nape, inhaling deep. Her sweet, milky scent made my head spin. My lower belly clenched, pussy spasming.
Clit-fapping on Mom’s ass... so good...♡
Squelch...♡ Squeeze...♡
I dragged my stiff little nub all over her plush cheeks—up and down, side to side, circles, grinding it deep...
And then—
“Ohhh...♡”
A light orgasm hit, and I gripped her waist tighter.
“Darling~ Did I hear something just now?”
“N-No, Mom...! I’m heading to my room.”
I bolted back, calming my pounding heart.
“Didn’t get caught, right...?”
I yanked down my soaked, sticky panties and shorts together. Sticky strings stretched between my pussy and the fabric, a sour scent wafting up.
Tossed them in the laundry, wiped my dripping slit with tissue. Sweating from fear of getting caught mid-wank made me feel gross.
“Ugh.”
Stripped off my tee and bra, dove naked onto the bed.
This crush on Mom... time to give it up?
Lying there, I thought it over. Clinging to impossible love was just stupid.
Guess we’d stay a normal mom and daughter...
“Yaaawn...”
I’d planned to laze around, but sudden drowsiness hit. I’d been so tired despite sleeping tons—maybe see a doctor.
Why...? I’d slept a solid eight hours...
“Mmm... huuuh...”
Irresistible sleep crashed over me, and I plunged into deep dreams.
I opened my eyes. My body felt refreshingly light. The fatigue that had plagued me for days was gone.
And... something alien between my legs.
The blanket over me was tented up weirdly.
“What the...?”
I threw it off and looked down.
Something that shouldn’t be there.
“Wha...?”
What is this...?
My mind blanked.
“Why is this on my body...”
A dick had grown between my legs. A massive one.
Bright white shaft, pinkish glans, bulging pale veins. What should be on a guy throbbed erect, lifting the blanket.
“Wh-What the fuck...? A dream?”
I pinched my cheek hard between thumb and finger. Sharp pain—no dream.
“This... can’t be real. No way...”
I shoved the blanket aside, got up, and stood before the full-length mirror.
A fucking huge cock... and massive balls below.
Unbelievable. Why me...?
“KyaAAAH—!”
I screamed without thinking.
“Darling! What’s wrong?!”
Mom burst in, startled by my cry.
