No, she gives you your space.

You retreat to your room and close the door. In the hall you hear your little sister go to her room and close the door. You are pacing back and forth. Okay, that just happened. You just couldn't help yourself, she was there, looking so good, and you knew she loved you. Gah!

You take a deep breath and try to convince yourself that this was simply all a part of this new aggressive person you were at the moment. You try to convince yourself, but you fail. This had nothing to do with that and you knew it. And now, by doing that, you had made this so much more complicated. Now she probably thought you felt the same way about her. And you didn't...did you?

You shake your head angrily. Too many confusing thoughts. It was impossible, obviously. She was your sister, you were her brother. Sex was one thing, but you weren't just thinking about sex anymore. You were thinking more...long term. **** was fucked up, plain immoral, and probably illegal. Mom would freak, everyone would freak. Besides, she didn't care for the new you. She actually encouraged you to get rid of your new and improved manhood. You wondered if it had more to do with what your transformation represented, giving into your insecurities, rather than the organ itself. You'd never sacrifice your new megadick and go back to being boring old you...would you? For something so foolish and impossible?

You could of course try to do both, keep the dick and pursue Elsie. But...it didn't seem right. It's not what she wanted and, if you were going to try to make her happy, it isn't what you would want either. Also, your crazy size would probably always remind her of Fiona when you made love. Wait, made love? The family stuff was just sex, not making love. Grrr. Why were you even considering this at all!?

You continued to pace as your turbulent heart and mind grasped for answers.

Just then your phone rings. Allison, of all moments to call. Then you think. 'Actually this is good, take my mind off of El.'

You answer. "Hello?"

You hear Allison's voice, it had a serious edge to it. She was not over what happened yesterday. "Hey Jesse. How ya doin?"

"Oh, been better. Hey Allie, about yesterday. The procedure I had done, it kind of has me messed up right now. Sorry about all that." You apologize.

She responds. "Sure, I figured it must be something like that. Jesse. Listen, I don't know if you had that done for me or not...but I just wanted you to know that I love it. I absolutely love it Jesse. I have never been fucked like that in my whole life. I've never felt that good. The old you barely got me there, but the new you... God damn boy! You're twice the man you used to be! I love it!" She laughs, you weren't sure if that was praise of the new you or an insult to the old or both. Then she turns serious once more. "But you have to get that under control, my god, you were crazy! I barely recognized you at times yesterday. And if you could not speak to me like I'm a filthy slut that would be nice too. Or at least in smaller doses."

You sigh. "Yeah, again sorry. I'm getting it looked at today. I should be my old self, mentally that is, pretty soon."

You could hear some voices in the background, likely her friends. "Hey...I gotta go. Once you get your head on right, give me a call okay?"

"Sure, I'll talk to you later Allison." You say.

"Bye Jesse, talk to you soon." She says. You hear in the background Shonice and Mei say in unison and giggle. "Bye Jesse! He he he." Allison hangs up.

You drop the phone on your bed. Well there was some good news. Allison loved the new you, or at least she loved your new cock. But hey, it was a start. You could finally have Allison as a proper girlfriend if you wanted. No more an almost kinda sorta girlfriend. The memory of fucking her brains out flashes in your mind, god she loved that cock.

But Elsie wanted the old you, she loved the old you just as you were. But why care about what she wants? You weren't going to go there, were you? The fresh memory of your tender doorway kiss then floods your mind, washing away the old scene. You sigh in frustration. Just a moment of madness, that's all, that's all it was.

If only that were true.

Aunt Peg would need an answer as to whether you were keeping this new dick soon. Since you were heading to the lab tonight, probably by then. Suddenly it wasn't just a question of inches, it was a question of the heart. Of which girl you would pursue.

The choice was so obvious.