With some trouble, but yes.

Haley's cleavage felt sticky with cum, the entire room reeking of sex. But the hextaur didn't care all that much, not while she luxuriated in the slowly abating afterglow or even when her softening shafts slipped out of her. Cum oozed from Haley's tingling slits, no longer plugged by her fat cocks, and still she lounged on the tiles, gently caressing her new curves and smiling softly. By all accounts, Haley should have been freaking out - not only was she no longer recognizable as Hale, she was barely recognizeable as human! But instead, she found herself loving every part of her new body. Hale had been deeply mired in hookup culture, so he'd experienced more than his fair share of pussies, and Haley was happy to say that hers felt better than any she'd ever experienced. And the cocks she'd experienced herself with... So much longer and fatter than her original one. And Haley now had three of them, with her original shaft easily three times as long as before.

Speaking of inordinately large, fun things: Haley's new tits were, to her own mild surprise, a source of great pride. They hung large and proud off her ribcage, impossibly firm and perky - but then again, her entire body was impossible. Even one of her breasts was easily larger than her head, and together they were even bigger than the three tits of the futa back in the alley combined. Haley found herself returning to caress the swell of her boobs between gently running her slender fingers over one of her soft thighs; though less outrageous than her tits, they and the glutes they were attached to were still impressively large and shapely, and there was six of them.

Giggling, Haley gently pinched a nipple and sighed at the sensation. She'd gone out to clear her head and, if she was being honest, maybe seeing a heteromorph in the flesh. Now all she had to do for that was look down at herself. Or back where the two half-torsos grew from her behind. Life was going to be interesting from now on. And filled with a lot more lustful exploration.

Obviously, losing fluids from three sets of double genitals was not without consequences, and Haley was soon beginning to feel thirsty, but stayed where she was for a while longer, too lazy and too content to get up. When she finally did, she immediately ran into trouble: Even getting to her feet involved a lot of stepping on her own toes, cursing and whirling of arms. The immense weight of her breasts swinging around didn't help either, nor did the fact that there was so little room between her legs on the left and right sides. Sensitive, smooth thighs brushed against soft skin with every movement, knees poking into calves, toes bumping against ankles.

And when she was finally standing on all of her six feet, Haley realized that she had to figure out how to walk with three times the amount of legs as before. The good news was that at least her tauric body gave her great stability and a lower center of gravity, both of which helped her carry her enormous tits. Well, would, once she managed to coordinate her six legs into locomotion. As she thought how to best approach it without immediately falling to the floor again, Haley absentmindedly tried to cross her arms to put her chin into one hand, only to punch herself into the sideboob.

"Apparently, huge tits also have their downsides..." Haley mumbled to herself, smiling at how melodic her new voice sounded - and at the fact that her boobs were large enough to prevent her from properly crossing her arms. "Now, how'm I..."

As it turned out, walking was similar to before, just strange and new, much like Haley's entire body. She simply had to take a step with all the legs of one side, then with the ones on the other, otherwise she risked fatal leg entanglement and a nasty fall. It gave Haley a strangely alluring, swaying gait, three sets of hips swinging side to side with every step, three flaccid cocks slapping against soft thighs, chest wobbling enticingly.

Most immediate problems solved, Haley threw a glance into the mirror to her right, winking at the exotic bombshell reflected there before frowning - the shredded sweatpants still hanging from her waist did not do her any favors. Yes, they preserved a modicum of modesty due to the front half acting like a barely sufficient loincloth, but the back half just hung off between her middle and rear glutes, and with her tits on full display...

"Wait a sec... where's my shirt?"

It was right where Haley'd left it, crumpled up on the floor. Leaning down to pick it up, Haley was once again thankful for her tauric body - without it acting as counterweight, her tits would have pulled her down onto the tiles. Holding up the shirt in front of her, Haley couldn't help but giggle; the shirt looked ludicrously small compared to her boobage. No way she'd be able to fit the humongous orbs inside, right? They were so large and soft that she'd struggle to fit even one, but somehow, she thought it would be funny to at least try. Plus, as sexy as she felt, there were some remainders of social inhibitions that made her not want to walk back home in the nude.

Pulling the shirt over her head was the easy part, even if the way it bunched on top of the swell of her breasts made Haley giggle again. The struggle began when she started pulling the shirt down, fabric that had been loose on Hale's body stretching and creaking on Haley's bust alone. It felt only moderately constricting, at least, but when Haley had pulled it down as far as it would go, almost two thirds of her breasts were still hanging out from below, the seam anchored by her prodigious nipples.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Haley pushed out her already pouty lower lip at her new look; it wasn't bad, but it was far from modest. The opposite, really. Draping the back half of her ripped sweatpants over her tauric half at least hid Haley's rear pussy and cock, but with every step she took to model for herself in the mirror, there where glimpses of swinging cocks, her tits jiggled and bounced, threatening to slip from Haley's shirt, and yet, that was all the modesty she was going to get for now.

All she could hope to manage was get back home unmolested.