A/N: Well, here it is, my first lemon. A long time overdue, if I do say so myself. I have Writefag and Piper to thank for motivating me to finish this...uh, masterpiece. If I get a good reaction, I might try my hand at more of these.

On a side note, for those of you waiting patiently for an Empathomorphosis update, think of this as a sign that while I indeed have the time to write a bunch of bullshit, I do not, however, have the focus to do my goddamn job. Really, you expect way too much of me.

Penny Fitzgerald was a teenage girl with a difference.

Sure, there were the more obvious factors. Like her inconvenient shapeshifting abilities. Or her love of obscure grand strategy games. Or her affinity for dead political ideologies. Or the fact that her boyfriend was the incarnation of Murphy's Law. Still though, these were quirks she could work through, or at the very least discuss with people and pretend like they're no big deal. However, there was one issue that was decidedly more private…

Her horniness.

It was the worst. Ever since she broke from that peanut shell of hers, Penny had noticed an odd tingling sensation between her legs at times, usually when she was around her boyfriend Gumball. For a while, she'd been able to keep control of it. It was weird and embarrassing, especially when she felt her crotch area get wet, but fortunately nobody noticed. Or if they did, they were being nice and not saying anything.

The trouble started a couple weeks back. After a particularly bad spell of The Sensation, she decided to alleviate this problem by rubbing against it, in a similar manner to scratching an itch. The resulting pleasure that came from rubbing his area, however, was far greater a reward than the scratching of any regular itch. She didn't know why or how, but every time she put her fingers down towards that special spot and rubbed a bit, The Sensation was replaced by a feeling that was almost impossible to describe, like a concentrated surge of pleasure emanating from her crotch. Naturally, Penny found this discovery amazing. After all, who wouldn't be thrilled to find out you could generate feelings of pleasure on a whim?

Unfortunately, this knowledge came with a price. The Sensation would come back with greater frequency after that fateful night, and lingered around for longer. More importantly, it burned far stronger than before. It was no longer merely content with causing mushy tingly feelings, no that was child's play. First, it twinged, then it ached, and now, now it was burning. Burning with the fury of a pulsar on meth with a report to file on Monday. To make things worse, it would come at inconvenient times, such as when she was eating dinner. Or trying to study. Or right now, sitting in class.

Penny squirmed in her seat, pressing her thighs tightly together to keep this feeling back as it pounded from within. The closest she'd ever come to feeling like this was that one time she refrained from using the bathroom for a whole car trip. Of course, in this case, it wasn't her bladder that was about to burst. If anything it was her mind. Well, that and her crotch, but it was kinda flowing up to her mind. At least, that's what she interpreted the throbbing in her head as. Each throb brought a pulse of perverse thoughts, thoughts she felt horrible for having but nonetheless couldn't control. Thoughts that at this point were drowning out whatever boring lecture Miss Simian was doing.

In a panic, she glanced over at the clock. That slow, rhythmic, almost hypnotic ticking noise was oddly soothing. If anything at least it was something to take her mind off her condition. She tightened her focus on the ticking, already feeling the worst of her Sensation beginning to subside.

"Hey, Penny, you okay?"

Aaaaaand the moment was ruined. The moment Penny heard her boyfriend speak, all those repressed feelings immediately rushed back into her with all the force of Niagara Falls. Again, on meth. Squeezing her legs together again, she silently prayed that nobody noticed the increasing wetness forming between them for some inexplicable reason. That is, if they weren't already noticing her beat-red cheeks and sweaty antlers.

Her boyfriend, however, was clearly oblivious to the nature of her suffering. "If you want," Gumball quietly whispered, "I can cause a distraction. That way you'll have enough time to sneak out to the bathroom."

Wait, of course! Why didn't she think of that before?

"Miss S-simian?" Penny's arm trembled as she raised it, struggling to keep her body from shaking apart. "C-can I-"

"Absolutely not!" The decrepit primate smashed her chalk against the board and glared angrily at Penny for daring to interrupt her. "You should have thought about your bladder issues before you came to class! Now, as I was saying before I was so RUDELY INTERRUPTED, the success of Ba'athism can be primarily boiled down to…"

Rats. So much for asking nicely. Not that the fairy had high hopes it would succeed, but she always liked trying to do things the easy way. However, the putrid baboon had forced her hand, and it just so happened that Penny knew of another, far more effective way to earn a trip to the bathroom, free of charge. Gathering her strength, she took a deep breath, bent over her desk slightly…

And to everyone's horror, no less Miss Simian's, Penny began retching. Repeatedly. Clutching her stomach and gagging hard enough not only to hurt her throat, but to cause everyone else in the classroom to recoil in panic. Before she knew it, the fairy found herself being picked up and shot out of the classroom like a bowling ball, by the same ape who just a few seconds ago kept her captive.

She dusted herself off, peeling her body off the locker she was slammed against. Granted, she suffered quite a few bruises, but the plan worked. It always worked. "Next time, I'm going to actually vomit on her" the fairy grumbled to herself as she carefully made her way down the hall to the bathroom.

It seemed to be her lucky day, because not only did nobody spot her down the rather inconveniently long hallway to the only bathroom in school (which always struck her as a massive design flaw, but that was a battle for another day), but there was also nobody using the bathroom either. Not a soul. Sighing with relief, she quickly darted into one of the stalls and slammed the door shut. Now the fun could begin…

A quick examination of her crotch area revealed most of the same as the last time she got "experimental". Like before, it was glowing red and hot to the touch. However, there was a strange opening in the middle of it all, a slit between her legs that she hadn't noticed before. She couldn't quite see inside there, but from what she could gather it glowed much like the rest of her body, but in a strange pinkish hue instead. Quickly, Penny thought back to those "family life" classes everyone took a year ago. If her analysis of the situation was correct and those classes weren't a load of processed garbage, then this location was probably known as…the vagina.

Oooh, it felt good to say that. It was such a forbidden thing, she and every other girl was warned never to touch it, otherwise they'd grow hair on their palms or something. She paused momentarily, but realized pretty quickly that fairies like herself don't grow hair anyways, so it's not like she could just spontaneously start sprouting it now. Or could she? Only one way to find out…

Holding her breath, she carefully slid her index finger inside the slit. Already, this proved to be more satisfying than simply rubbing the outside like she had done the last couple times. It was so raw and sensitive and oddly fleshy…but at the same time, rubbing around inside it seemed like the only way to calm down her urges, replacing that feeling of desire with a much more pleasant feeling of satisfaction. The pain and slight ticklishness was largely covered up by this new feeling. Exhilarated, Penny decided to be a little more daring with herself, and quickly her middle finger joined her index to rub the sensitive walls of her budding pussy.

Unfortunately, the sudden insert of another finger without proper preparation into an already tight space caused her slit to stretch. Instinctively, her arm recoiled, fingers immediately sliding back out and dripping with a mysterious sticky fluid. That actually kinda hurt a bit, now that she thought about it. A part of her brain was telling her to stop. She got a good amount of fun just now, but she should quit while she was ahead before she actually hurt herself. After all, she had no idea what she was doing. Who knows what could go wrong? But at the same time, she knew she had no idea when she'd be able to get another chance like this, to fool around with her body in solitude.

The fairy sighed quietly to herself. If there was one thing that she didn't like about herself, it was her indecisiveness. This sort of thing would never be an issue with her boyfriend Gumball. Nope, in this situation, that technicolor feline wouldn't even hesitate to continue, damn the consequences. Which tended to be his attitude towards most things in life…

A twang of desire shot through her body as soon as she thought of Gumball, and then it hit her. That's it! It was Gumball that fueled her desire in the first place. Wanting to give herself pleasure, that was one thing, but having him helping it along…it was impossible to describe how badly she wanted that.

Reinvigorated, Penny's fingers dived back down into the slit she had retracted them from moments ago. The suddenness of it hurt a bit, but she didn't care. She was far past that point. Any amount of pain or discomfort was covered up by the concentrated pulses of joy which came with every schlick of her fingers. And the only way to keep it that way was to stroke faster.

Her mind drifted back to her boyfriend, plunging once again into embarrassing debauchery. The idea of him kissing her on the lips was already exciting enough, but what if he kissed somewhere else? Like her neck, that was real nice and sensitive. Or even better, cut to the chase and kiss her virgin hole down below. Letting his rough tongue work its way inside, exploring the glowing, flesh walls. On the one hand, it seemed gross, but yet it seemed to excite her even more.

She began panting heavily, the pace of her fingers increasing. While she was in her thoughts, she discovered a certain spot inside her pussy, just above the entrance (at least, she presumed), where everything was so much more sensitive in the best way possible. Stroking this magic little bit caused a bright red burst of color to pulse up through her body, carrying with it a wave of pleasure. Is this sort of thing unique to fairies? she briefly pondered, before that moment of lucidity was shattered by how much she was enjoying herself.

Catching herself moaning, she quickly used her free hand to cover her mouth. After all, she couldn't have anybody discovering what she was doing. Again, her mind turned back to Gumball. She remembered from that one special class everyone took in 5th grade that boys have a certain something called a "penis", which was basically a fleshy rod thing that grew long and hard. Up until now, she always thought those things were gross as all get up, but in this state of mind, nothing was more appealing to her than the idea of Gumball's dick penetrating her body. That nice hard rod would rub right against her sensitive area as it was thrust back and forth inside her. It would be perfect: the ultimate bond between cat and shapeshifting fairy. It would instantly guarantee their future, she just knew it.

Lost in her lewd imagination, she let her mouth go uncovered. Her moans, louder than before, were in sync with her schlicking: every time her fingers rubbed forward or backward she would let out a little gasp of pleasure. In a better mindset, she would have tried to muffle herself again, but by this point all she had the focus to do was hope that these bathrooms were soundproof.

Oh god, she was close. What she was close to, she wasn't quite sure, but given that these tingly feelings were on the cusp of plateauing and her crotch area was glowing an increasingly bright shade of scarlet, she figured she was close to something. She rubbed ever harder, her fingers sliding nice and smoothly thanks to the wetness inside her. Biting down on her lip in an attempt to keep herself quiet, her thoughts returned to Gumball once more. The idea of him grabbing her roughly…oh yes, hard and forceful! Pushing her down and claiming her with a good fuck, like an alpha wolf! Penny was normally such an independent girl, but the idea of being roughly handled was just too appealing to her. She giggled a little to herself as she let her imagination wander into uncharted layers of pervertedness. It was so shameful, but that's what was so fun about it! Simply thinking about all the filthy, forbidden acts Gumball could do to her, it got her wetter than ever and her fingers going faster than she thought possible.

But as she reached climax, as Penny came to her well deserved first major orgasm, she was about to be in for a nasty surprise. For in her state of mind, she had neglected a simple fact, and had only begun to realize it as her crotch suddenly flashed a brilliant golden white.

Her transformations were based on strong emotions. And orgasm was an extremely strong emotion.

The flash of light encompassed her view, totally blinding the fairy, while the explosion that came with it rendered her hearing shot. Effectively, she was unable to perceive anything but ultimate pleasure. No longer feeling the need to hold back, she screamed as the ecstasy coursed through her body, emanating from her antlers in reddish sparks. It was a thing of beauty. It only lasted about 10 seconds in retrospect, but it felt like an eternity…

…unfortunately, this feeling immediately faded when she opened her eyes back up.

To say the least, her vision was met with nothing less than total devastation. Somehow, that burst of energy from her orgasm not only destroyed the stall, but also leveled the entire bathroom with it. Feeling around, Penny found herself sitting in a crater of dirt and concrete, looking up at an open midday sky. Broken pipes were abound, and water of dubious cleanliness spewed from them, threatening to turn her crater of dirt into one of mud. It couldn't possibly get any worse.

Well, at least, she thought it couldn't get any worse. Until she glanced to the left and caught the entire rest of her class outside of the crater, charred faces staring at her in a mix of concern, disgust, and bemusement.

Sarah G. Lato was the first to break the silence. "Uh…Penny…are you-"

"I c-can explain, honest!" Penny stammered, her mind scrambling to think of an explanation.

"No offense," said Masami, "but what on earth could you have been doing in there that could have possibly resulted in an explosion?"

The fairy put on her best poker face. "Uh…isometric exercise?"

Penny did her best to maintain a straight face, amidst the silence and the quizzical looks from her classmates.

"Eh, I believe it." someone in the crowd finally said

"Yeah, it makes sense to me" added Sarah. "Now if you excuse me, I've got a bathtub full of absinthe with my name written on it."

With that, the crowd abruptly cleared out, to go about their daily business. Though on the one hand, she found it rather alarming that they were ignoring this gaping structural failure in their school building, Penny was mostly just relieved. At least she finally got rid of that itch. If that meant blowing up the bathroom, it was worth it.

"Hey Penny!" The fairy turned to the direction of the unmistakable voice of her boyfriend, coming from right outside the crater. "Figured this might be a good of a time as any to show you, I've developed my first pec! Check it out!" And thus the cat did remove his shirt, his half-naked body in full view of Penny.

As another tingly sensation began to take form in her crotch, she mentally reacted with complete abject terror. How the hell was she supposed to relieve her itch again?