Andrew fell back on his bed, cock in hand. There were a lot of things that he could do now that he simply would have been physically incapable of before the... was it fair to call it an accident? It was really more of a... blunder? That wasn't quite fair either, it wasn't like he'd made a mistake, he was just making it up as he went along. Andrew shook his head. There was no use trying to distract himself. His penis throbbed with need in his hand. He needed to take care of it. He was going to take care of it, there was no use putting it off, and he was going to make use of his newfound ability.
He hesitantly brought his penis closer to his face, examining it more closely. It was strange to see it up close like this, he thought. It was easy to see why Katie thought it was a dildo. That's basically all it could be. The thought that it was actually his penis was absurd. Even his own senses seemed to be telling him that it wasn't. He could still feel the sensations emanating from the usual place on his pelvis, pleasure running up his spine as if nothing was wrong when that couldn't be further from the truth.
Andrew slowly rubbed his thumb across the head and gasped at the sensation. Lying on his back like this, looking up at the ceiling it was like there was someone else down there, doing this to him. It could be anyone...
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