AN: So this is just a little idea that popped in my head after realizing I haven't recently seen any surprise dick stories in a while. This is my contribution. Obviously this is a G!P story and I suppose a bit supernatural in nature. That being said read the AN at the end of the story. All errors are my own and I don't own Glee and affiliates.
Rousing from her slumber Rachel let out a content sigh. That was probably the best sleep she's had in a long time, and now all she wanted to do was start her morning off right with her elliptical. First she needed to take a trip to the little ladies room, then she'll be ready.
Pulling the covers from her body Rachel slides out of bed. Her panties were a little tight, but she attributes that to the wedgie she has. Perhaps she was moving a lot in her sleep. Whatever she thought was the cause didn't matter because as soon as she sat down on her toilet in her ensuite bathroom, she found out the exact reason for her tight panties.
"Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh."
Looking down Rachel discovered the biggest dick she's ever seen. Which also happens to be the only dick she's ever seen, attached to her and spraying pee all over her walls.
"Fuck!" she yelled. Forgiving herself for such vulgar language. When one finds herself with a dick that should not be there who knows what words will leave their mouth. Quickly standing up Rachel turned and tried to aim for the toilet. She now understood why guys had so much trouble. Finally done relieving herself; there was pee everywhere. Tucking herself back into her too small panties, Rachel was going to miss her scheduled window with her beloved elliptical, but she had to clean up the mess that was her bathroom. Then she'd worry about the thing she had to stuff back into her panties. God, how big was she anyway—another thing to worry about later.
XX
Rachel was late. Cleaning her bathroom as extensively as she felt was needed made her late. Can you blame her? Urine was everywhere and everything needed a proper bleaching. By the time she was finished both her fathers had left for the day and she had 15 minutes to shower and get to school. She didn't even have time to fully inspect herself in the shower. What if there were balls that came with this dick? The quick wipe she did in the shower wasn't enough to leave her sure. She thought she felt something, but she couldn't tell. She'll thoroughly check when she gets home.
Rachel thought about staying home and breaking her perfect attendance record, but she could do this. She could go to school, pretend like she didn't wake up with a dick, and come back home. No biggie. Right? She could check if the ball thing was real or not, she could measure the dick, and research where the hell it came from cause girls didn't just grow dicks.
At school everything was going perfectly fine; at first. Sure she felt weird wearing the jogging pants she used to workout in, but they left enough room in her crotch area for the dick to breath. She tried on a pair of her jeans at first, but the constant pressure on the dick was too much. Not to mention the clear bulge in the front. Rachel thought about wearing one of her skirts, but she was too paranoid. What if the dick slipped out of the panties? What if they didn't slip, but were too heavy and caused everything to sag pass the hem of her skirt? They weren't that long, you know. That was totally a possibility.
Yes, she was paranoid, but it didn't matter, she was going to make it through the day. Until Quinn Fabray dropped her damned pencil. It wasn't just the pencil dropping that sent everything to hell, it was the fact that she bent over to pick it up. It was like Quinn was presenting her round succulent ass to Rachel on her purpose. She was bending at the waist, and Rachel could almost see under her cheerio skirt. As a cheerio Quinn should know better. Bend at the knees to not risk back problems. Why would she bend at the waist? Was she trying to tempt her? Did Quinn know about the dick?
So many questions and not enough answers. All she knew was that her new dick was standing at attention for Quinn's ass.
Rachel tried thinking of the most unattractive thing she could think of; the process animals go through to become food for those carnivorous people. It was working. The dick was being tamed! That is until she looked up. Quinn was ever so seductively sucking on a lollipop. Okay, so maybe not seductively, but it sure felt that way to Rachel. The way her tongue would sneak out of her mouth to lick the top of the lollipop. Her tongue was twirl around the sides before she sucked the entire thing into her mouth. Rachel watched as Quinn's throat swallowed what she assumed was lollipop flavored spit. She could only imagine the dick in her pants taking the place of that lollipop—No. She would not succumb to such thoughts.
"Pull it together Rachel you can do this." She muttered to herself.
"Talking to yourself man-hands?"
Looking up, she saw Quinn leering at her with the stick of the lollipop hanging out the side of her mouth. The lollipop was making a noticeable dent in her jaw.
Opening her mouth to respond, she quickly decided against it. Rachel didn't have time to deal with Quinn's attitude right now. She woke up with a dick this morning and now she had a raging boner. Yeah, her problems were more important than Quinn's attitude. Looking back down at her desk Rachel redoubled her efforts to tame the beast in her pants. The class would be over soon and she needed to be able to walk out of the room unnoticed.
She could sense Quinn's eyes on her. Watching her like she was prey. Rachel was trying her best to ignore her. The bell was about to ring signaling the end of class. After this all she had was two more classes. No, two more Quinn free classes and glee. Then it was home free. She could do this.
XX
Rachel has made it to Glee. 30 more minutes then she can head home. She's got this. Easy peasy. Until she hears.
"I would like to perform a song, Mr. Shue."
Rachel's body jerks at the sound of Quinn's voice. She watched as Quinn approached the front of the room. She hasn't been paying attention all practice. Her mind is focused on getting home and trying to fix her big problem. Looking at her watch she notices practice is almost over, and after Quinn's performance they'll be released.
Attention back to the front of the room Rachel noticed Quinn had changed out of her Cheerio uniform. The blonde was now wearing a white floral mid-thigh sun dress, that perfectly accented her breast. It showed off her long toned legs and her arms. Quinn was definitely hot in it, and Rachel's new friend was already starting to stir. The first few notes played and Rachel immediately recognized the song; Like a Virgin. She can only imagine what Quinn has planned for such a song.
Rachel watches mesmerized as Quinn sings. Hips moving to the beat, hands roaming over her body every so often. Rachel was going to jizz in her pants. Quinn's dance moves were just as vulgar as the song, and she could swear Quinn was singing to her. She was definitely at the least looking in Rachel's general direction and Rachel thought she caught her looking at the front of her pants, but he wasn't sure. She couldn't' be sure of anything today. Not when all the blood left her brain and flowed directly to her growing erection.
She wasn't sure how long she'd be able to keep it hidden. The erection was definitely stretching her pants out. If there was any moment she was more than happy about her clothing choice for a day, this was that moment. The jogging pants left room for her to grow before it started getting uncomfortable. If she could just place her bag in her lap without drawing any attention to herself, she'll be safe; for now.
As Brad played the final notes to the song Rachel tried to have her eyes anywhere but on Quinn. But the pull was too strong and she found herself staring wide eyed at Quinn's chest, as they bounced up and down as she tried to catch her breath. It wasn't until she heard the claps of the rest of the Glee club that she could move her eyes. She knew she wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.
"Good job, Quinn. The passion, Quinn. Wow. Everyone should take after Quinn. We need to see more performances like this for the competition guy."
Yes, wow. Rachel thought. More performance to set her loins ablaze. Of course Mr. Shue was out to ruin her.
"Alright guys. That's it for today. Have a great weekend."
Now all she had to do was wait until everyone left the choir room. She stayed seated rummaging through her bag so it looked like she had a reason for staying. Rachel waved goodbye to the others as they left, but kept looking through her bag; buying time. Every so often she'd look around the room to check if it was clear. Finally, after what felt like forever the room was empty. Removing her bag from her lap Rachel began to stand up. Looking down, she could clearly see the erection in her pants. Hopefully she'd be able to make it to her car unspotted.
Hearing the choir room door open and close she immediately looked up to find the object of her most recent fantasies turning the locks on the door. Moving her bag in front of her groin she asks, "Is there something I can help you with, Quinn?"
"Actually, there is."
The look on Quinn's face only served to make Rachel more nervous than she already was. "W-what do you need?" Quinn was also making her stutter. This couldn't be good for Rachel. She needed an exit strategy immediately, because the dick in her pants was still hard.
"Oh well, that's simple." Quinn said, walking towards Rachel. "All I need it you."
Quinn was now directly in front of Rachel. Her hands reached toward the bag covering her front. Rachel had to think quick. Sidestepping Quinn, she began to make a rush for the door.
"I-I don't know what you're playing at Quinn, b-but I really need to go."
Pulling on the handles she found the door was locked. She was stuck in the room with a boner and Quinn, who had now walked up behind her and started running her hands down Rachel's arms.
"Don't you want me to help you? I've seen the way you were watching me in class earlier. I know you want me. Your pants couldn't hide your excitement from me Rachel."
Quickly turning around to look Quinn in the eye.
"How do you know about… my excitement?" she asked. Rachel thought she had concealed it pretty well throughout that class and during Glee.
"I could feel it. Calling for me Rachel. It wants me and I want it."
Rachel couldn't help the high pitched sound that escaped her mouth as Quinn cupped the front of her pants.
"I-I don't even know why I have this."
"Don't worry about that right now." Quinn said as she started pulling down Rachel's pants. "I'm going to take care of you right now and then I'll explain all later."
"O-oh."
What else was Rachel to say? Her pants were around her ankles and her panties were soon to follow. She couldn't pull her eyes away from Quinn. She was on her knees looking up at her pulling her panties down. The dick—her dick, she was taking ownership of this magnificent thing between her legs that had Quinn on her knees with a dreamy look on her face. Her dick was now free, pointing directly at Quinn's mouth, as if it knew where it belonged.
"M-maybe we should s-stop."
"Just relax, Rachel." Quinn said as she stroked Rachel's length. She was impressed with Rachel's length. Not many new growths are as long and thick as Rachel's 8 inch dick.
At Quinn's words Rachel took a breath. Then she felt Quinn's tongue drag up the length of her dick. It made her jump back, slamming her back into the door behind her. The champ that Quinn was she moved forward a bit and captured Rachel's dick in her mouth causing Rachel to moan.
"Oooh. Quinn. That feels…" She couldn't form any more words. She's never quite experienced anything like this. This warm feeling that has overcome her at having her dick in someone's mouth. Until this point she was trying to keep her eyes forward, but she had to look down to see if this was real. Quinn Fabray was on her knees sucking her off and she didn't know what to do with her hands.
Watching as Quinn's head bobbed up and down her dick leaving a trail of spit behind. Rachel tried to keep her hips from moving. She didn't want to be rude, but the pleasure has been so intense.
"Fuck. Quinn, I-I need. More."
And more she received. Quinn begins to take her whole length in her mouth. Rachel felt the tip of her dick hit the back of Quinn's mouth and Quinn was still trying to get more of her in her mouth. The feeling of something so sensitive in someone's tight throat was marvelous to Rachel. She felt every swallow, and boy did Quinn swallow a lot.
Quinn would pull away from her dick and leaving only a few inches in her mouth and then take her again. She wasn't going at an extreme pace or anything but the sensation of leaving and reentering Quinn's throat caused Rachel to moan.
Becoming bold, Rachel eased her hand on Quinn's head. Loosely tangling her fingers in her hair so she could have some leverage. If Quinn wanted to help so much she'd be sure to use her mouth to the best of her ability.
Rachel was slowly dragging Quinn up and down her sturdy pole, while Quinn used her tongue to gather all the pre-cum from the tip of Rachel's dick. It was driving her crazy. That and the then there was the humming. Whenever she'd let her dick sit in Quinn's throat, she'd start humming. The vibrations alone was going to send her over the edge, but when Rachel realized what was being hummed she lost all control.
"Fuck. Fuck. Quinn, I'm going to cum."
Trying to do the honorable thing and pull out before coming in Quinn's mouth Rachel was met with resistance as Quinn grabbed her ass to keep her face planted on Rachel's dick. She couldn't pull back. Looking down and seeing the smirk on Quinn's face caused her to cum. Jet after jet of warm cum left the tip of her dick entering Quinn's throat. The feeling of Quinn swallowing her cum only spurred her on. After the third spurt she felt Quinn release her ass and pull off her dick causing the cum to land on her tongue and then face. The beast has been satisfied. Rachel finally felt like the cloud that has been surrounding her head all day has been lifted and she can now think again.
"Quinn that… that was the best thing anyone has ever done for me." Rachel said, leaning down to try and wipe some of her cum off Quinn's face. "I'm sorry I came in your mouth. I tried to pull out. I could have used my hand or something less gross."
"No, I needed that. We both needed that."
Quinn is right. Rachel did need that, but what did she get out of her cumming down her throat.
"Y-you said you would explain what was happening to me?"
She didn't mean it as a question. Rachel really needed answers, but now that she could think clearly again, she clearly remembered Quinn was one of her daily tormentors. Lately she hasn't really done anything to Rachel but there was still that fear that she'd go back to that at any given moment.
"Yes, I can explain," Quinn said, standing and dusting off her knees, "but not here."
"Well, my dads won't be home for a few days we can go to my place." That sounded like such a proposition, and while she wouldn't be opposed to a repeat performance she needed to know what was going on with her body.
"That will do. We can't go back to my place. My mother would definitely smell you."
"Smell me?"
"I'll explain later. Lead the way to your car."
Walking out the door as soon as Quinn unlocked the handle, Rachel led them to the only car left in the student parking lot. Clicking her lock Rachel sat behind the steering wheel waiting for Quinn to get in the passenger seat. Watching as Quinn got in the car, her legs exposed as she sat down the memory of what just happened in the choir room invaded her mind. It was only a flash, but it was enough to wake up the problem in her pants.
The closing of Quinn's door brought her back to reality. Turning to face her passenger she saw the smirk that graced her lips. Blushing Rachel turned straight and started the car.
"S-so."
"Don't worry, I'll tell you all about your new dick when we get to your home." Quinn said, patting her lap as if this was of the norm, and Rachel had no choice but to wait. So here she was leaving the parking lot, heading towards her house with Quinn Fabray in the passenger seat. She doubted this day could get any stranger.
AN: *Spoilers to follow*As you could probably tell if you read the non-porn parts, there's something going on with Quinn. I'm sure there is something supernatural that can be used to explain this, but I'm lacking in supernatural lore so I'll probably make something up unless I'm given some information on it. There will be another chapter, but I'm not sure if I will finish it off next chapter or make this a more lengthy story. You guys let me know.