"Bit weird to use a vibrator on a dick"

"It's a bit weird to use a vibe on a dick," creeps through your mind uninvited. It doesn't linger long before you're back to thinking of how awesome it feels to rub it against your dick. Swirling it around the rod as your dick leaks lubricant. More lubricant than it usually does. It doesn't take many seconds before your entire dick and balls are dribbling wet. You just keep on rubbing the vibe around it, spinning your dick up and down your shaved crotch.

Wait, shaved? and why does it feel like you're making smaller and smaller circles? You look down and see your three inch dicklet leaking lubricant in a small stream, pooling between your legs. It's so small compared to the vibrator, you love how good it feels when your nub flicks around it. That's not how it looked a minute ago?You moan as you hit just the right spot for a moment and let the vibrator slide down along the shaft over your sack.

Well, your taint, to be fair. Your empty sack lies nearly flush against your tiny dick's submerged root, which fades into a soft spot above your asshole. You slide the vibrator back up over the crumbling folds of your half inch nub of a dickhead. Your pink foreskin slices down past your urethra hole, now an inch below your throbbing nub. You slide the vibrator down between your folds, tilting it upwards against your soft taint and rubbing it upwards.

You ponder how deep you can push it, as the skin feels stretchier and deeper with every passing moment. You also ponder if the vibrator has changed? It didn't have veins or looked like a dick a while back, right? At least the balls on it are good to hold on to. You feel an urge to try and push it inside, but it's too tight. You get up and notice your socks have grown pink and white and up to your thighs, and you seem to be wearing a long pearl necklace. You shrug and pull some curly hair out of your face as you put the dildo onto the floor before sliding down on top of it. The soft spot screams with joy as it opens up, filling up with the godlike dildo.

You moan and rub at your clit as you begin sliding up and down on the dildo. The pearls slide across your chest, sending cold shivers through your nipples and clinking against a navel piercing on your flat stomach. You feel muscles in your vagina grasping at it as it nudges against your cervix, forcing you to hold it to the floor as you rise. Oh, it has a suction cup now. Great, now you can keep your balance and play with yourself with both dainty arms available. You feel your lips slip and slide against the rougher texture of the skin-textured dildo, and you love it.

You have some vague idea this is not normal for you, but you're edging so hard that you shrug, keep bouncing, rubbing your clit and filling yourself until you orgasm. Then you keep on bouncing and you get another orgasm on top of that one. That makes you fall off the dildo onto the floor, gasping and shuddering, incapable of thought for a minute as you ride the high and squirt a puddle onto the floor.

After a while, you blink and realize you're still lying on the floor. Partially on your sheepskin pelt, but still on the floor. Oh. You were masturbating with the magical dildo you made, you realize as you feel the wet spot between your legs and on the floor. You're such a ... slut? You glance down and see a distinct lack of dick between your legs and blink with confusion. That's... not normal, but it feels like normal?

You get up and look at your room. It's clean, white and pink. You pick up your underwear from the bed and pick up a pair of panties. Before you pull them on, however, you find a rag and wipe your crotch dry. No point in soaking perfectly good panties with your juices when you're done dicking yourself. years of sex toy experiences have taught you that... right?

"Damn, this spell is powerful," you think to yourself and find a mirror to look at your body while absent-mindedly putting on a bra. That's not Mark's body, that's for sure. You slide a hand across your pantied crotch and find conflicting memories when you pass the point where you'd normally come across your dick. You give your body a closer look, and realize you're looking a bit like your sister did, before you turned her and most of the girls in school into slutty curvy elves.

You also realize you're feeling perfectly at home in your current body. Enough to worry if your tits are too small, or if your hips aren't curvy enough and your ass isn't much to brag about. Oh great, the demands of human society imprinting on your female personality! Just the stuff you were thinking about when making a sex toy that can turn you into anything. Oh, and thinking about boys makes you want to spread your legs and impale yourself on an assortment of sex toys. Huh. It's weird remembering two lives when your current one is so different from your former, yet so familiar and... in charge. You're somewhat feeling you've dodged a bullet, or at the very least just been grazed by one.

You glance over your shoulder and look at the veiny dildo stuck to the floor next to a puddle of cum, and ponder if you should try and undo this stuff. You're realizing now that it might have been wise to add a undo-button for the changes, and at the very least make the magic not work until you've turned the damn thing on. You check out your rings and notice you've spent quite a bit of energy, though you suspect with an hour or so of charge you should in theory be able to undo everything.

Or, you could try and write a different spell to turn you back into Mark. But that seems a bit excessive, doesn't it? You still remember being Mark. Why not just try being... Mac for the time being?