Natalie traps Aaron in his own penis

Aaron didn’t know whether speaking or moving first would cause Emily to panic, but didn’t get a chance to try either as Natalie reached for something and brought her arm across in a sweeping motion. Aaron felt a lightheaded rush of sensation towards his crotch, and then everything went dark.

The sudden disorientation wasn’t helped by the sensation of swinging blind in the gentle grip of something warm and firm, as though he’d suddenly become a lot smaller and… and…

Oh shit, he thought. I’m trapped in my own penis! Natalie, what the fuck?

Focusing intently on what little feeling remained, Aaron was able to determine that his balls had also been left behind, leaving him as nothing more than a disembodied shaft. He could only guess at what a sudden tightening of grip and rush of movement meant and found himself being violently jolted, though never actually hurt as some kind of struggle took place beyond his senses.

He was growing increasingly worried that he would soon find himself accidentally flung against a wall when the struggling finally stopped and he felt himself being lowered slowly, his base coming to rest against something warm and soft.

If having his soul sucked out of his body and into his dick had felt weird, this was even stranger: The sensation of his entire penis body sending nerve endings and blood vessels burrowing into the flesh he found himself merging with, his soul trying to push its way back into a complete human form.