A new feeling below, and drastic changes in front

The enormous release seemed to drain the blood from both his dick and his brain and he slumped forward into the now-now sticky bush he had just emptied his load onto, his vision fading to black.

Sometime later, Seymour regained awareness slowly. He shifted a bit without opening his eyes, and yet felt a slight tugging down below. He opened his eyes and looked down, discovering he had ended up on his back on top of a soft, viney bush, with his shirt plastered to his body with what looked like his dried cum, and his pants around his ankles. The first thing he noticed was that his penis was now flaccid again, but his flaccid length seemed to have increased slightly, and his girth had significantly increased, now resembling an enlarged tallboy beer can. Most notably, his foreskin seemed to have thickened up and expanded up over the head of his cock, tightly closed around his cock-head, and the whole thing had turned a pale yellow-green color.

He decided exploring his changed manhood could wait, as he was still in a compromising position somewhat in public. However, as he sat up and tried to roll over, he again felt that tugging from his rear, but this time as he moved a little more forcefully, it also triggered a pleasurable sensation he felt deep inside. He was able to get a little bit of movement, enough that he could stretch a bit to look behind him to see what was going on.

The bush below him had changed, at least the part directly beneath him where he had unloaded his semen prior to passing out. The thin ropey vines of the bush had expanded, thickening up to about an inch in diameter. The ends of the vines tapered into smoothly rounded points, however about about 6-7 inches from the ends they bulged out into round gourd-like shapes, at least four or five inches wide. To his dismay, he followed one of the longer vines up where it had entered him at some point, and he had the sinking realization that one of these vines was inside his ass, and must have been somewhat deep considering he did not see the bulging outside of him.

He grabbed the vine and tugged, and he felt a strong sensation deep in his ass with a spike of pleasure has he realized the vine's bulge must be sitting up against his prostate, and every tug was stimulating it. He pulled again, and again the pleasurable sensation spiked, however he realized that the distended bulb would not easily pass his rectum. As he pulled on the vine, the pleasure he was feeling from his prostate was increasing exponentially and he could feel himself becoming erect but he ignored it to focus on unbinding himself from the bush. The increasing pleasure relaxed his sphincter and slowly, agonizingly, he felt it stretch around the vine's bulb. His prostate was throbbing by this point, as well as his penis, which he continued to feel expand outside his peripheral vision, and with a final pull the vine finally came free, the shock causing him to lose his balance and fall backwards again into the bush.

With his ass now free, Seymour's attention could return to his cock, which he now noted felt quite bloated and tight. He had not been paying attention to it until now and now saw that it had not erected like he would have expected. Instead his yellow-green shaft had _bulged _out, becoming even wider, and had indeed gained some length, but the main change was that his foreskin, again still tightly closed, had bulged up like the top of a large mushroom, so that it was a few inches in length and diameter above the rest of his penis. The foreskin looked strained and ready to burst at any time around something inside, and the skin had become glossy and slightly transparent. Seymour stared at his bizarre penis and the agonizing feeling of tightness and need for release after his anal stimulation. He hesitated to touch it, but focusing on his foreskin he felt it like a muscle, and realized the tight and straining sensation was himself intentionally keeping his foreskin closed. He relaxed his new muscle and suddenly the foreskin painlessly retracted back, somewhat like a balloon popping, to reveal what had become of his penis proper. Exploding out of his shaft was not one but _three _dark green shafts, each the width his penis had been previously, that shot out of his shaft like a rubber band, reaching about three feet in length, before retracting back to about a foot in length out of the end of his penis. Seymour laid there, stunned, as each lazily waved in front of his face, blown away by the sensations of three individual cocks, before he realized that not only did he feel them, but he could actually feel muscles in each one and slowly assumed control, moving them smoothly around each other like prehensile snakes.