The Royal Cock Ch. 14

"T-thanks, Halle," Jess didn't turn to face her parent, preoccupied as she was with focusing on everything but the prior events.

"I got a bit carried away," Kyodai admitted breathlessly. This wasn't the first time she had been caught by a partner's parent or sibling, as such she managed to regain her composure far more quickly than her girlfriend. Though it was the first time a threesome hadn't been proposed, she thought with a grin. Halle waved and left. Her voice drifted through the doorway as she relayed what she had seen to Selina.

"Hey, Jess?" Kyodai smoothed out her shirt and checked herself to make sure she was presentable.

"Y-yeah?"

"What... um, what were you going to say? Before we got interrupted," Kyodai felt a smile tease her lips as Jess turned bright red. It almost looked like steam could rise from her ears at any moment.

"I-I-I-I r-r-really don't know," Jess hung her head down to let her hair fall in a concealing curtain. She didn't want to think about where that might've gone if Halle hadn't walked in.

"It's okay," Kyodai laughed, "I'll visit after school, okay?"

"Sure," Jess smiled. Her eyes went wide as Kyo leaned in to place a peck on her cheek.

"Then you can model some clothes for me," Kyodai teased. Jess fell silent, but nodded all the same. The two moved to stand in the door. The bus was only a minute or so away, "Bye," Kyodai pulled her girlfriend in for a hug, which Jess returned without hesitation.

"Bye," Jess almost whispered. Saying the word seemed heavy to her, like it was attached to an anvil. Jess watched Kyo walk to the bus stop with a weight on her heart. Her fingers strayed to her lips, where she could still faintly taste the princess's lipstick, and smiled softly to herself. Jess shut the door and fell back against it; she didn't trust her legs to hold her.

"When's the wedding?" Halle apparated from thin air, her lips tilted in a teasing smirk.

"Really, Halle?" Jess groaned, walked into the living room and sat with a huff on the couch, "You're like a big sister more than a parent."

"Don't remind me," Halle joined her daughter, "Your mum used to say that all the time when we were dating." Jess raised a single eyebrow and glanced at her sire. She bit her lip, before turning to face her.

"What did you two do?" Jess asked in a sudden rush of breath.

"About what?"

"When you... y'know? First fell for each other?" Jess lowered her head as her cheeks burned. She never asked about her parents' love life, before or after she was born, but she had no idea how to do this. Even Kyo seemed at a loss sometimes.

Halle's gaze fell and lingered on a framed photo sat atop a bookshelf in the corner. It was taken on the first night the two had spent together, when they had confirmed their feelings for one another. Halle could still remember how it had felt that night, in that old bed of hers. The springs would jab at her and it didn't smell romantic in the slightest, yet Selina somehow made it the most wonderful place on earth in that one night. Even when Halle's mum had walked in failed to ruin it or when she took the picture.

"We didn't really know when it happened. Maybe it was our first kiss? Or hugged? Or spent the night together? I guess it'd be the last one that made it, well, real."

"That's it? No, like, sparks in your eyes?"

Halle chuckled, "No, Jess. Love is the greatest assassin; it sneaks up on you and you never know until it's too late."

"Hmm," Jess murmured, "But did you ever get embarrassed? In public?"

"At first," Halle admitted with a soft blush, "We just couldn't get our hands off each other, though."

"Halle," Selina stepped in and shot her wife a sly smile as she sat down, "Jess, if your love is real, then fuck what other people think is the moral here." Both Jess and Halle reared back at the cuss word. Selina looked between them with an oblivious expression, "What?"

"Nothing, Mum," Jess smiled, "Thanks."

Two short hours later and Jess regretted ever saying the word. Selina had been eager to get to the mall and so left a single hour after Kyo had departed, with a reluctant Jess in tow. Despite the short time they had spent there, Jess was considering her options of escape. Feign an injury, pretend she was being abducted, act insane to get kicked out? All viable, but none of them good enough to get past her mother.

"Hmm, this one looks nice. We'll add that to the pile," Selina could have fit into a Disney musical number, as she pranced about the clothes store, various articles in hand and lips spread in a jovial smile. All that was missing were a group of adorable animals to help.

Jess in the meantime, acted the part of a human coatrack with the dozen or so items her mother had picked out already. Another shirt was added, followed by jeans and a skirt.

"Mum, this is more than enough," Jess whined. Her mother simply waved a hand at her.

"No, no. I'm not taking any chances. I know you. There's maybe four things there that'll you even think about keeping," Selina said wryly.

Jess looked around. Clothes greeted her as far as the eye could see, racks and racks of them. Even the exit was lost to the ocean of fabrics. The store was mercifully void of customers that day, leaving Jess alone to suffer in her mother's antics. Only one other person was present, and that was the cashier, whom looked ready to doze off at a moment's notice.

"Alright, you go try those on. I'll keep looking around," Selina ushered Jess towards the changing room. The teen gratefully retired from her parent's constant bombardment.

"God, these are tight," Jess muttered down at her jeans. She hooked her thumbs into them and grunted in effort. Slowly, but surely nonetheless, she managed to force her horribly stretched pants down and stepped out of them, "Ha, suck it," Jess breathed victoriously. She removed her shirt and kicked it into a corner with her jeans. She looked up to the door, where the new clothes were draped and half-covered the full body mirror. Jess paused as she looked at herself.

With the shock and worry flushed from her system, Jess studied her body anew. She turned her body to the side and ran a hand down her figure. Is this really me? She thought. Her breasts sat proudly on her chest, pert despite the lack of support and capped with twin, dusty pink nipples. There was the faintest hint of pudge to her stomach, yet no more than she was accustomed to. A smile teased at the corners of her lips as her fingers sank into her newly enriched ass. The bulge in her panties, stretched around her monumental member no longer seemed outrageous.

"I could get used to this," Jess noted and, with a moment's hesitation, struck a pose she had seen her parents do when they were models; one arm raised and hand behind her head, a leg raised to lift her bulge higher while her free hand slid down one thigh. She pouted her lips and winked at her reflection.

"You try anything on yet?" Selina asked with an abrupt knock on the door.

Jess jumped and swiftly grabbed a random shirt.

"Doing it now!" Jess called and tried to ignore the flare in her cheeks.

"Well, here's a few more," Selina slung what looked to be a duplicate pile, in size at least, atop the door. Jess heard it as her mother left, no doubt to get still more items. She looked down at herself and scowled.

"This is your fault." Jess said to her body.

What felt like hours later, Jess heard another knock on the door.

"Yes, Mum?"

"So it is you?" Jess recognised Melissa's voice instantly.

"What're you doing here?" Jess unconsciously backed away from the door. There were no security cameras in the room to respect customer's privacy, leaving little deterrent for the malicious teen.

"When I noticed you weren't in school today, I figured I'd ditch as well."

"What're you really here for?"

"Oh, sharp, aren't we?" Melissa giggled and leaned against the door. She pulled out her phone. To anyone else, she would appear to be a friend waiting for another.

"Just get on with it."

"I'm only here to finish what I set out to do yesterday." Jess paled at the words and moved to the back of the room turned prison. Before she could respond, Jess caught a flash of movement below. Her eyes darted to the source and saw a flash of light. Jess blinked and only just saw a hand retreat.

"Hey!" Jess shouted and charged to the door. She unlatched it and cracked it open, before coming to a perfect stop as she heard the sounds of chatter and saw a small herd of people wandering through the aisles of clothes. Jess pulled the only barrier between her and the many eyes shut. She fell back against the nearest wall and slid down it until her rear met the floor. Jess pulled her knees to her chest and waited.

"Holy shit," a shocked Melissa gasped as she stared down at her phone in bewilderment. Her timing couldn't have been better, having snapped the photo just as Jess was changing pants. The door separating the two couldn't mask the despaired groan. Melissa jumped as a passer-by bumped into her. She locked her phone and pulled out a notepad, "Here," she threw her hastily scribbled note over the myriad of forsaken clothes to Jess.

"I'm not doing this," Jess quickly affirmed and crumbled up the note.

"You will, or I'll make sure everyone sees this."

Jess physically shrank back against the furthest wall. The last thing she needed was people talking about her freak growth spurt, let alone the giant cock she had imprisoned in her underwear. Especially after the sudden earthquake amidst the social circles at school. She unfolded the paper and read it anew, reciting each word in her head like she had been handed a death sentence; 'I'm taking that thing. Today. Make up some excuse and follow me when you're done.'

"I-I-I can't."

"And why not?" Melissa hissed. There was no way she would let the princess have this girl all to herself. Kyodai had one giant cock, she didn't need another. Melissa kept her outward expression neutral, despite her desire to smirk sinisterly. Jess had been the perfect background character in a sense. She never stood out to Melissa, but didn't fall into obscurity either, always just on the border of her attention. Meaning, the devious teen thought, there's every chance that she doesn't have much experience.

In Melissa's experience, a futa without experience was perfect. She could recall her flings in middle school, where a good chunk of the student body were still virgins, and how they always followed her like puppies afterward. Until she cut them loose at least. She was certain the same would apply here.

Jess didn't reply. She wanted nothing more than to get out of the store and hide in her bedroom. Clothing be damned. Her legs remained planted in place, as if an outside force gripped her muscles and froze them.

"Thought so," Melissa continued, "I look forward to our time together, Jessica. I'll be waiting at the food court."

Jess rested her head onto her arms and gulped back her tears. One thing after another. What had she done to deserve this all in one week? Her knuckles turned white as she gripped her arms.

"Well, I think that's the lot of it," Selina announced as she piled her final addition atop the door.

"Thanks," Jess replied with as much vigour as she could muster. Luckily, her mother was preoccupied with the oceanic display of outfits. The teen returned to trying the clothes on and focused on finding some that she would keep. Even so, she moved slowly and regarded herself with disinterest. Excitement felt like a memory as terror clouded her mind.

"That wasn't so bad was it?" Selina beamed as her daughter stepped out of the changing room.

"Yeah."

"What's wrong?" Selina immediately lost her joyous expression in favour of worry. Jess didn't meet her gaze, nor so much as glance up at her.

"It's nothing, Mum. Just, uh, a friend from school called and they, um... they're having a rough time," Jess could barely find the strength to look up, "S-so I said I'd meet them in the mall."

"Oh? Okay, if that's the case, change into these," Selina handed her daughter a short and long skirt, "I'll take care of the staff, don't worry. You get going when you're finished and I'll see you later."

"Thanks, Mum," Jess gave a tight smile and took the proffered ensemble. She heard her mum talk with an employee, who didn't seem to mind a customer wearing clothing before making the final purchase to Jess's relief. Jess stood in front of the mirror, taking in her new outfit; a light, blue shirt girded her upper body with a large DD bra underneath, which faded seamlessly into her flowing, knee-length skirt. Her cock rested, curled around the curve of her balls, within her panties. The crotch was a little tight to her displeasure, but it fit her proud rear flawlessly.

If only Kyo was the one waiting for me. Jess felt her chest clench at the thought. Her phone suddenly gained a dozen pounds in her pocket and her hand rested against it, fingers eager to reach inside. Kyo could make this all okay, no problem. Of that, there was little doubt.

"No," Jess shook her head, "Just like you said," she steeled her gaze against her reflection, "Deal with this yourself."

Lunchtime had come and with it the onslaught of mall goers. Those looking to gander at the wares, grab a bite to eat or buy stuff they probably didn't need. Melissa wasn't one of those people. She sat at the food court, a tray of food uneaten in front of her, while her phone captivated the teen's attention. Or rather, the image on screen. It didn't make sense.

For starters, she saw Jessica yesterday and the girl had been as skinny as ever. Even with her being so in the background, Melissa knew her target was a small, twig of a girl. Not worth the time of day. The picture however, protested against such recollections. Not to say anything of the surprise Jess had kept hidden.

Melissa clenched all of the muscles across her body to prevent her thighs from rubbing against each other. She had to be in control when Jessica arrived. If the disastrous events of yesterday were anything to go by, the girl wasn't nearly so meek as she seemed. She must be keen to ruin all of my plans, Melissa mused quietly and put her phone in her pocket. How was it possible for someone so skinny to be so endowed? Wonder if she gets lightheaded when she's hard, Melissa let herself smile.

Across from the court, Melissa caught sight of Jessica. She raised an eyebrow and studied the approaching teen closely, surprised that there was hardly a hint of a bulge. Although, it was obvious to a watchful eye that each of Jessica's steps were carefully made. Melissa mentally reprimanded herself for not noticing Jessica's awkward steps before. They're a dead giveaway for the well-endowed, at least those rare few who didn't want to show it off.

"Jessica!" Melissa called the teen over with a broad wave of her arm. The gesture was needlessly drawn out. Onlookers just looked away or smiled at the display, while Jessica lowered her head and hurried to the free seat opposite Melissa, who watched with her plastic smile and eyes caked in saccharine, "Glad you made it."

Jess closed her thighs as much as she could without choking her member. She placed her hands on her legs and fixed her eyes on the table.

"Hello to you too," Melissa intoned sarcastically. Jess didn't respond and looked across the mall. Her mother was only just making her way back to the car, smiling with hands full of bags stuffed to bursting with clothes. Jess bit her lip, before returning her focus to the table where she found a tray of food met her vision. She couldn't help but look up, "You haven't eaten lunch yet, right? It might be cold, but should still be pretty good."

"W-what d-did you do to it?" Jess squinted up at the teen.

Melissa shrugged, "Nothing. People think I'm a bitch, not a psycho." Jessica picked up and regarded a fry like she was the harshest critic in the world, until her hunger evidently won out over her suspicion and she popped it into her mouth. After she swallowed and realised that nothing had been done to the meal, Jessica ate like a woman possessed.

"A-aren't you having anything?" Jess paused with the burger halfway to her mouth.

"I had a large breakfast. Besides," Jess yelped as she felt a foot deftly reach under her skirt to rub at her crotch, "I'll get plenty of protein today, I'm sure." Jess felt her cheeks burn hotly. She took a massive bite from the burger and pushed the probing foot away with her knee.

"P-please don't. T-this is bad e-enough as it is."

"Fine," Melissa acquiesced and rolled her eyes when Jessica gawked at her, "Didn't I tell you that I'm reasonable?"

"As long as you get what you want," Jess reminded her.

"Exactly," Melissa smirked and leaned back into her chair, "And since you're here, I'm pretty sure that means you're going to do just that, right?" Jessica shrank away and set her burger down, half eaten. She lowered her head and avoided Melissa's consciously intense gaze.

"No," Jess whispered and glanced up.

"I beg your pardon?"

"I'm not doing it," Jess reaffirmed as strongly as she could under her adversary's stare. She heard fingers tap on the table and a heavy sigh.

"And here I thought you wouldn't want the whole school knowing about your cock. Guess all that time with the princess gave you a backbone, huh?" Melissa pulled out her phone, "just to check, you're fine with this going all over the internet?" She turned the screen around to Jessica who visibly tensed up, so much so that her jaw refused to open. Melissa shrugged, faced her phone back to her and began tapping.

"N-n-n-n..." Jess reached out to grab the device, but Melissa pulled it away before she could so much as graze it.

"What was that?" Melissa looked up through her long eyelashes and blinked like an innocent little girl caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

"D-don't... please?" Jess pleaded and instantly regretted speaking as a smile befitting the devil herself spread across Melissa's face.

"So we have an understanding?" Jess nodded, "Perfect. I'd say you've finished eating, so let's go."

"W-wait," Jess stuttered. Melissa arched one of her pristine eyebrows and did as requested, "W-w-what time w-will, uh..."

"What time will I let you go?" Jess nodded mutely, "Don't worry. It's only one o'clock. I'm sure we'll be finished by the end of school." At the mention of school, Kyo's face flashed through Jess's mind.

She opened her mouth; "You know what, Melissa, fuck off." But the words never came. Jess only nodded, loathing herself all the while. Her breath hitched in her throat and she could practically feel her blood boil in her veins. Yet nothing came of it. She followed Melissa out of the mall, to her car and sat in the passenger seat, awaiting the misery that was to come. All without saying another word aloud. I hate myself, she thought and glared vehemently at her reflection in the window.