CHAPTER 14: Blow Job

AN: The best and worst part of fetishes is that with the first exposure you feel like it's wrong and fucked up but then you start watching more and more of it and pretty soon that's the only way you like it

Selina woke up with a start, it took a few moments of hyperventilating and frantically looking around to realize that she was safe. There was no doctor, she was still in the dungeon, at the hotel and Bruce lay next to her. It had to have been a dream and a right down nasty one at that.

She wanted to pee, it felt like her bladder was about to burst and there was an uncomfortable pressure like feeling in her nether regions. She hopped off the bed and walked towards the bathroom without making much noise. Tip toeing all the way to the door, she turned on the lights and shut it closed behind her.

She disrobed and sat down onto the toilet and allowed herself to relax letting out a clean stream into the bowl. Her head hurt somewhat and she started to rub her temples to make it go away but it didn't help much. It was then she realized that something felt different.

Gathering up all her courage she grabbed the sides of the bowl and carefully stood up, trying to ignore the fleshy feeling between her thighs. She turned and walked to the mirror that seemed to obscure her nether regions and very carefully craned her neck down.

She sighed with relief, there was nothing. That is to say nothing that shouldn't have been there, just her vaginal mound and the small bush of hair around it. She made a mental note to shave or at the very least trim it down, Bruce of all people kept his neat and tidy, just like everything else about him.

She started to feel a bit horny and decided to masturbate, stepping into the shower she shuddered as her feet met the cold and slick flooring. Turning her thoughts to all things masculine and in particular Bruce, she began to rub and play with her clitoris.

She urged the pink nub to swell and peak out its hiding place before using her other hand to penetrate her womanly cavity. She was going in dry, the friction hurt somewhat but was enticing nonetheless. She imagined Bruce as a bigger and more muscular version of himself, forcing her down on the floor and ripping her clothes off with his teeth.

He was a bestial monster, clad in dark robes and a strange mask. He ran his tongue across her neck and then went down to her nipples, nibbling at them hungrily. She didn't have the womanliest physique, at least not yet but imagined herself to have filled out, a pair of melons had long since replaced the mosquito bites she was born with and Bruce was now hungrily sucking on them.

She felt the milk from her breasts be sucked out and nourish her love as he alternated between them. Meanwhile, one of his clawed hands firmly gripped her throat, just enough to give the sensation of choking while his other hand punished her crotch. Her breasts felt lighter now, the beast having had his fill, his mouth moved to kiss her and she got to taste that intoxicating heavenly drink.

Gripping her breasts, he moved himself to that his massive member was threatening to penetrate her. No, she thought. It was too big and would rip her in half. But the monster didn't care, it rammed itself into her making her scream. He clearly didn't like that and decided to plug her mouth with his own, his tongue a fat snake forcing itself down her throat.

Selina sighed and moaned as she slid down the back of the shower, her insides gushed out rendering her spent and she sat in a pleasured stupor thinking of the day that fantasy would come true. She had been honest, being his slave wouldn't be that bad, he'd take care of her but then she'd also be giving up a degree of agency. Was there no way she could be both? Sometimes on a literal leash but other times flitting about like a house cat?

Her hand felt gross and sticky, raising it up to eye level she noticed the white coloration and the familiar smell. She didn't realize her fantasy had been powerful enough to make her ejaculate like man. She looked down and saw the newly formed penis between her legs, exactly where her clitoris used to be. She screamed as she stood up and screamed again. Standing spread eagled she tried to comprehend what that thing between her legs was.

"No! No! No! Please god no! Not like this!" Tears welled up in her eyes as her voice cracked.

She stared calling for help and tried to melt away into the walls as her world started to crash around her. She didn't even wan to touch the thing for fear it might do something or she somehow might make it worse. She kept calling for someone but the walls were soundproof and even Bruce couldn't hear her.

Gathering herself she went to the sink and started to clean herself off, she washed the semen from her hand and the tears from her now stained cheeks. On the side of the sing was a small porcelain toiletries holder and in that holder was a shaving razor. That would be her out.

She gritted her teeth and picked up the razor and removed the blade from it. She was going to cut the damn thing off, she wouldn't let Strange humiliate her like this. She imagined the thing between her legs to be his throat and she was about to take blade to it.

The thing felt slick in her palm, especially since it was already coated in semen or at least what she thought must have been semen. Much to her surprize, her vaginal opening was still there, it was only the clit that had grown and swollen, her womanhood was intact. But she didn't have the fortitude to comprehend all this right now and returned to the task at hand.

With her other hand she brought the blade to the base of the thing, a sting of pain as the sharp metal dug into her flesh. She stood there for some time, her face towards the ceiling as the blade trembled in her hand. She had to do it, she had to cut it off. Bruce could never love her like this, a freak like her didn't deserve to live.

"Aargh!" She roared as she tossed the blade away and crashed to the floor in tears.

She wrapped herself into her arms for sometime while contemplating if the blade would be better served going across her own throat instead. She spent unknown amount of time sitting like that before a knock on the door caught her attention.

"Selina? You in there? Selina?" Bruce called out.

Selina mustered up what must have been the last vestiges of her willpower forced herself to stand up. She must have looked like a right mess as she slowly opened the door and let Bruce fully absorb her current state. She hung her head low in shame as Bruce's eyes grew wide. He didn't utter a word but looked silently at her for some time.

In flash he walked forwards and tightly embraced her, his touch felt so comforting and warm. She allowed herself to weep into his shoulders as he lightly stroked her hair. She held on to him as long as she could, she feared his disgust and that they would never be this close again.

"Bruce, I am so sorry…" she whispered.

"It's okay Selina, we'll survive… we always do." Bruce assured her.

It took some convincing from Bruce for Selina to do anything besides curl into a corner and pray for death. She went through her morning routine, brushed, bathed and even applied the kind of makeup Bruce liked, apparently, he was fan of dark eyeliners.

She found jeans out of the question, thanks to a very prominent bulge and opted for one of the skirts she brought along, her choice a conservative knee length number that she had stolen once. The growth which she still refused to call her penis was neatly tucked into her panties and she hoped it wouldn't fall out.

If there was a silver lining to all this it was that the growth had basically killed her sex drive. She didn't feel horny all the time anymore and couldn't even muster up enough energy to be angry. She was just sad, depressed, grieving and all the other synonyms in the dictionary.

They would be visiting Dr. Rastogi again today and see if he had any answers. Based on what Bruce said, proper medical castration should still be possible and while it would leave her with some scarring it wouldn't damage her lady parts in any other way. Perhaps even her clitoral nub could be reconstructed.

At the hospital, Dr. Rastogi apologizing profusely for what happened to Selina but the troubled teens just wanted a solution. Dr Rastogi agreed and ran some tests on Selina to get a complete understanding of what the situation was and whether a simple castration surgery would fix things.

"Alight guys, here's the rub. Miss Kane here has not just grown an external phallus or penis. It looks like her ovaries have shrunken somewhat to make room for a pair of testes. Now if the testes are inside the body, it greatly reduces the viability of sperm dude to body heat, so they are mostly for show." Dr. Rastogi explained.

"Aw shucks, you mean I'll never impregnate someone?" Selina said with bitter sarcasm as she crossed her arms.

"I don't want to ridicule your situation Miss Kane but there's more of a non-zero chance so I would suggest you not engage with other women, assuming you would in the first place. In addition, a small prostate gland or at least something in the right position has grown too. You could in theory be both the mother and father of your child. This is probably the first recorded case of a perfectly intersexed individual." Dr. Rastogi said trying to sound as mechanical as possible.

"I don't care! I want it out! I want them all out!" Selina protested by banging the desk.

"Miss Kane I am sorry but the level of complications this could have are immense and due to your youth, we cannot put you under the knife until you can consent as an adult. Any surgery we perform on your genitals would be considered experimental." Mr. Rastogi said apologetically.

"Dr. Rastogi, what if we get written and signed consent from her parents?" Bruce asked while Selina looked at him strangely.

"Yes, that would do. If her guardians consent then we may proceed with the procedure." Dr. Rastogi offered.

With that said, Bruce thanked him and urged Selina to move who was still confused as to what just happened. Bruce took her to a quiet spot and explained his actions.

"Felicia Kane is an alias without a past, it would be just as easy to forge documents for a fake set of parents. We get that, show it to the officials and they approve the surgery." Bruce said.

Selina realized that in his excitement Bruce had forgotten one important details, "Bruce. This alias you had made for me? This happened because Alfred contacted his intelligence agency buddies who do this shit for kicks. What will you tell him when he asks why you need to create a set of fake parents for Felicia Kane?"

Bruce went quiet for a moment, trying to think of a solution for this conundrum. Alfred would no doubt question it as would the people who created the forgery as a favour in the first place. They could refuse too if they felt they were being used for some sinister purpose. Selina did not appreciate Bruce being lost in thought.

"Yeah, you think and I'll go to the bathroom in the meanwhile." Selina said dejectedly.

Selina walked towards the bathrooms and for moment pondered which one she should use, that confusion quickly subsided as she reminded herself that she was still a girl, growth or no. Entering she noticed a rather attractive lady in a red dress applying lipstick, perhaps she wanted to look her best for whoever she was visiting. Selina found herself staring a bit too long at her, longingly almost.

She shook the cobwebs from her head and made her way into the stall. Hiking up her skirt she saw that indeed the growth at flopped out of it's hiding spot and was now taped to her thigh. A moment of curiosity struck her as she decided to open up her skirt and let it fall to the floor.

She dropped her panties too and realized she could see what it was like to pee as a man. Se gingerly grasped the thing in her hand and gulped. It felt so strange, she had handled such a thing before but only when it was connected to Bruce. She swung the member about feeling it's length and squeezed it to get a sense of the girth, she was almost impressed by the thing.

Grasping it firmly, she allowed her muscles to relax and began to pee. Having the ability to direct where the piss went was somewhat of a revelation for her. She suddenly envied men since they were born with a pee tube which allowed them to cleanly release without fear. Yet somehow, she was told they still manged to make a mess.

"This is kinda sweet." She found herself saying.

She decided to masturbate again, letting herself fall into another fantasy. She was an obedient servant, dressed in a typical French maid outfit that was perhaps a couple of sizes too small. She was cleaning her house for her master who was going to come home any minute. Or she did not realize that she already was.

As she bent over and displayed herself to clean a coffee table, she felt an open palm smack against her ass that made her stand bolt upright with shock. Suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around her while the hands cupped her bountiful bosom. She could feel him press up against her, master was home.

Her master rubbed her breasts while his strong hard shaft rubbed against her backside making her giddy with anticipation, she longed to be defiled by him again. But this time was a little different, perhaps there was too much excitement and there was a something poking through her skirt.

"Oh, you naughty girl." He whispered, her master's voice sounded strangely feminine today.

Her master turned to face her and she was shocked to see it wasn't Bruce, it was the woman in red. The woman pulled up her skirt and told her to hold it in place with her teeth, she did as was commanded. She could feel the woman lovingly rub her erect growth, no her erect penis before pulling down her panties and exposing her.

"W… wait!" Selina protested.

"Silence young one, let me show you some unexplored pleasures." The woman said with a sultry voice.

The woman knelt and began to rub the penis with one hand while using her other to stimulate the vaginal folks right beneath the base. Once the woman was satisfied that this shaft was nice and ready, she took it all in her mouth making Selina gasp.

Selina let go of the skirt and let her mouth hang open as electricity began to pulse through her, the woman seemed to be sucking with all her might and Selina had to support herself with the woman's shoulders. She let out a small moan as the woman's mouth twisted and turned around her shaft.

Selina's mind seemed to be going blank as drool began to trickle out of her mouth while the woman alternated between sucking and licking the member. It didn't take long after for Selina to reach her limit. She found herself thrusting forward until the entirety of her length was down the woman's throat.

She felt herself gush and release into the woman's mouth before falling down much like Bruce always did but she wasn't quite done. The woman continued to play with Selina's vagina and brought her to climax once again sending ripples of pleasure surging up and down her body.

Suddenly the woman spoke, "Hey, are you ok in there?"

Her voice coupled with the knocks on the stall door brought Selina out of her sexual stupor and she quickly picked herself up before answering, "Yeah, I'm ok."

"Listen, I know you're upset and at your age it must seem like the world is about to end. Bu you can't give up hope." The woman said with a lump in her throat.

"I… I know… but it's like… so difficult." Selina replied, playing the part of a grieving family member.

"You know, my husband. I visit him every day. Two years so far but when he wakes up, he's gonna see me exactly like the day we met. You need to find something to keep you going." The woman replied.

"Yeah I get it, thank you. I need a moment." Selina replied.

Without saying another word, the woman left the bathroom allowing Selina to do a quick clean-up of herself. She grabbed some toilet paper and cleaned up the mess she made on the toilet itself just in case there was suspicion that a man entered the women's bathroom.

She ran out in a huff and found Bruce as quickly as she could. She wanted to get out of the place as fast as she could but Bruce had some news she wasn't quite happy with. Apparently, Alfred was slightly perturbed but would be willing to talk to his buddies again to forge the fake parent documents.

"No, forget it. We're not doing this." Selina demanded.

"What? What do you mean? Selina! You wanted this." Bruce protested.

"Yeah well I changed my mind. I wanna keep it… my penis I mean. Wanna explore and experiment." Selina explained while nodding aggressively.

"Why the sudden change of heart?" Bruce asked.

Selina sighed deeply and gave her reasoning while beet red with embarrassment, "Because I masturbated in the women's bathroom while fantasizing about some red dress wearing chick I just saw. I had imagined her giving me a blowjob and my mind thought it was the hottest thing ever. I want to experience a real one now."