Little Shelly Part 2

Story by halogirl24

Hello All,

Quite some time ago I read Rockhead's story "Little Shelly" and I loved it. I waited patiently for a sequel, but when none was forthcoming, I PMed Rockhead to see if I could continue it myself. Well, I messaged him on Dec. 24th, and have yet to hear back, so I went ahead and wrote part 2 anyway. It's my first attempt at writing, so be gentle with the critism please. I hope you all enjoy it! There are plans for more, but we'll see what I have time for.

Shelly awoke in a haze; the first thing her sleep-addled brain understood were feelings of cold and wet. She lay still for a few moments trying to remember where she was, what had happened to her, and what had woken her up. As the fog slowly cleared from her mind she recognized that she was in her room: in her house in her small New Hampshire town. Her second realization was that she had been jolted back to consciousness by the voicemail alert on her cell phone.

Knowing that her parents were supposed to call her soon to make plans for going out to dinner, she jumped up from her bed to grab her phone off her desk. That’s when the third realization hit her like a freight train. She felt a heavy weight swinging between her legs and bouncing off her thighs, almost to her knees. Confused, Shelly stopped her dash toward her desk, and looked down. Nothing in her fourteen years of life had prepared her for what she saw. Her cock was swinging heavily even now that she was stopped, its momentum keeping it going like a pendulum. As she looked at it, it took a few moments for the shock to register in her brain, “My God, it’s gigantic!”

Shelly had been born a hermaphrodite, and so the fact that she had a penis between her legs was no shock, it was the sheer size of what was there that numbed her mind. She had had a huge growth spurt over the summer while she was working on her uncle’s ranch out west, and her cock had grown right along with the rest of her. To her still sleep-slowed brain the sight before her did not jive with the product of the growth spurt, the last time she remembered seeing it, it had been large yes, six inches totally flaccid, and slightly narrow. It was the perfect cute cock to fit her perfect cute features, generous chest, and perfectly smooth skin. But, since she had been surrounded by people all summer, she’d had no chance to masturbate, and had kept her wobbly worm tightly encased in her panties and spandex shorts underneath her work clothes.

As she stared at the monstrous piece of meat between her legs, the memories of arriving home that afternoon and having the house to herself came crashing down on her mind. Now fully awake, Shelly’s stare became unfocused and she murmured breathily, “Fifteen inches…”

She was jerked from her reverie by a powerful throb from her cock, and she saw it bounce and start swinging again. She began to reach down to grasp it, but from somewhere in the back of her mind a little voice said, “not right now, mom and dad could be home any minute! Check the voicemail!”

So, exercising enormous self-control, Shelly looked away from her cock and walked to her desk to get her phone. When she got to her desk, she picked up her phone, then reached over to the switch on the wall nearby and turned on the overhead light in her room. What greeted her when the room lit up looked like a war zone, if wars were fought with viscous white liquid! She gasped and thought to herself, “My God how am I ever going to get this cleaned up?” She groaned aloud and then decided to check her voicemail to see how long she would have to clean herself and her room.

Picking up her phone she saw that it was 6:00pm and that she had two new voicemails. The first was from her best friend Melissa, who she hadn’t seen all summer and who she had called right when she had gotten home three hours earlier. The message contained the normal fourteen year old girl excitement that her best friend was home, but the important part was that yes, she was free tonight, and would love to come over and see the surprise that Shelly had mentioned. Shelly made a mental note to call her as soon as she figured out what was going on with her parents. The next voicemail was from her mom, calling to say that she and Shelly’s dad would be home at around 7:00, and that they were going to take her to the Olive Garden, so she should be ready to go.

Shelly closed her phone and looked around at the mess her recently huge member had made. Then she sighed and got to work.

Forty-five minutes and two loads of laundry later, Shelly turned on the shower and got in to clean herself up.

As she lathered herself up, she again looked down and wondered, how in the hell she was going to hide her recently grown appendage. Again, as she thought about her massive member, it twitched and began to grow. She thought to herself, “Maybe if I get off again, it’ll go b

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