Penile Exam and different side effects

Skye decided to just pull it off like a band aid.

She threw the sheets back, revealing the unmistakable lump in her pants. Not looking at Jemma, she lifted her butt and shoved her loose pajama pants down. She had to bend forward, squashing her stupid breasts a bit, in order to get them down past her knees and expose the entirety of her member. Alternately, she could have reached in and dragged it out but the thought of touching it in front of Simmons freaked her out.

Now she had to look at Simmons just to see how she’d react for the first time.

Jemma did not disappoint. Her mouth dropped open and her hands went to cover it, her eyes wide and staring. It didn’t take her long to catch herself, a bit of her professional mask coming up as her hands dropped back down to her sides, “I’m sorry. The reports didn’t do it justice! Its really big.” She immediately repeated herself; hands flying back up as she realized what she’d said, “Skye! I’m so sorry. That was-“
Skye waved it off with one hand, “Its fine. Its fine. You guys don’t have to walk around on eggshells, you know? I’m a monster now. Why wouldn’t I have a monster penis?”

Judging by Simmons’ crushed and frantic look as she raced to say something helpful, Skye had put a little too much of her real emotion into that one and she quickly added, “I’m joking, Simmons. I have to joke about this." She waved at the enormous slab of cock laying out on the bed between her legs, the base of the shaft bulging around the bulk of her balls.

Simmons was calm and had a hold of herself, “Of course, Skye. But you really aren’t a monster. You’re still you, just with a condition that I fully intend to reverse.”

Skye felt hope at that but it was tinged with a heavy dose of reality, “Is that really possible?”

Jemma raised her chin and pushed back her shoulders, “It is. I wouldn’t have believed so before but the evidence is right here. Your DNA was altered and your body changed in a matter of minutes. It goes to show that your DNA can be altered right back and your body’s changes reversed.”

Skye had the distinct impression it wasn’t going to be nearly so simple but she let herself be comforted by Simmons’ confidence anyway, “Okay doc. Examine away.” She frowned as she thought of something, “Are you- going to be… touching it?”

Simmons’ face was openly sympathetic, “Well, I don’t have to right now. But at some point, yes, I need to.”

Skye groaned and rubbed her face with her hands. Finally she declared, “Okaaay… Let’s just get it over with then. Be my guest!” She waved her hand at it.

“Right.” Simmons moved down a bit to hover over Skye’s lower half. She reached out one hand and stopped. Skye had to roll her eyes as she clearly thought better of it and used both hands to lift her cock into the air. Then all insouciant-ness left her and she hissed through her teeth at the very distracting sensations brought about by Jemma’s professional but very thorough exploration of her shaft. The hands paused as Simmons looked up, “Are you okay? I can stop-“

“No! That’s fine. Keep going. Do what you’ve gotta do.” She babbled just a very uncomfortable realization hit her. She liked having Jemma’s hands on her member. She liked it! Oh god. It went beyond the simple yet undeniable pleasure of the touch, just the experience-just the knowledge-the awareness that someone else was holding her cock was- was turning her on!

Actually, that wasn’t happening. Skye laid her head back and closed her eyes. She would not believe that. It was not possible. It was just like a massage. Massages felt nice. That was all.

Hands moved up. They grasped it more firmly near the end and fingers moved around the tip and there was a feeling of being opened. Completely apart from the hands there was a slithery fullness blooming at the base. It was almost a tightness that seemed to spread and a tingling sensation grew about her groin with it. The feeling grew, expanding out across the entire length of her member and there was a growing sensation of stiffness between Jemma’s hands and her flesh. Then Simmons stopped touching her for a moment and Skye felt a tugging weight on her navel. She suddenly realized that her member was sticking out into the air all on its own.

That meant-

Skye opened her eyes and saw it. Instantly, she slammed her eyes shut and threw her hand over them for good measure even as her legs flew up to bend and squeeze around her erection to hide it instinctively from Jemma. The **** of the movement sent the heavy slab of cockmeat flying up and impacting with a meaty slap between her boobs. She didn’t hesitate to take advantage of the stupid size of her breasts and she wrapped her arms around them and her knees, almost completely obscuring her unwanted addition except for the large bulbous head pressing at her throat.

Congratulating herself on a well-executed plan she slowly became aware of sensation beyond the tight little ball she’d wrapped herself up in. She opened one eye, her face scrunched up in a wince and she asked Jemma, “My- the balls are just hanging right out there, aren’t they?”

Simmons was being all polite and staring at the far wall. Now her eyes rolled over briefly and she tried to play it down with a finger-and-thumb-close-together gesture, “Just a bit.”

Skye snorted despite herself. There was nothing ‘just a bit’ about the pair of baseballs currently lying plopped out on the bed beyond her thighs.
“Do you want me to-“ asked Jemma holding up the sheets at the bottom of the bed.

With a heavy, “No.” and a sigh, Skye relaxed her hold, throwing her legs back out and lowering her arms down to her sides. The still hard penis decided it had made some new friends and remained in the general area of the grand canyon of her boobs. “As if this wasn’t mortifying enough, here’s my erection. My huge erection.”

Simmons seemed to be sort of at a loss for the moment so Skye decided to vent, “You know, why couldn’t it have been a little penis? Maybe one I could have some hope of tucking away. What am I supposed to do with this thing?”

Jemma didn’t say anything for a moment and she still wasn’t looking at Skye’s penis despite it practically being the largest thing in the room. Skye noted her cheeks were rather flush and she appeared to be very intent on brushing her hair back over her shoulder. Finally she managed, “There’s really nothing to be ashamed of. Really. It is a perfectly natural response to tactile stimulation. But I understand how uncomfortable this must be for you so if you want me to come back and finish later that would be quite alright.”

Skye raised one eyebrow, “Actually, I’d rather just get it over with.” Seriously. What if she got a boner the second time Simmons touched it? What would Jemma think Skye was thinking about? Once could be -was a fluke.

“Of course. Of course!” blurted Simmons kind of nervously, “Just uh… give me a moment here…”

Skye frowned as she saw Jemma actually seem to shudder and she was sort of holding herself a little funny, one hand pressed into her thigh-her index finger was tapping repeatedly for some reason.

“Are you okay?” she asked, starting to become concerned as a few more moments passed and a sheen of moisture seemed to show on Simmons’ temple.

Jemma suddenly composed herself and with a rather **** bright expression, she turned to Skye, “Yes! Just fine. However, I need to make use of the loo real quick. Pardon me!”

She then rushed around the bed to enter the tiny closet of a bathroom that served the quarantine room.

SCENE BREAK

Closing the door behind her, she didn’t waste any time.

Simmons hurriedly shoved her skirt down her legs and, without removing her panties or hose, she plunged her fingers into her pussy and began rubbing her clit furiously