A dildo

James reflexively grasped the heavy object wrapping his fingers around the smooth shaft. The dildo was made of shiny black plastic, roughly penis shaped, sleek and flexible. It was also at least twice the size of James' vanished member.

"What the fuck!" He gasped "Did I just make that? Why...? How...?"

He turned it over in his hands his curiosity overcoming his distaste. As he examined it he grew steadily hornier. His hard nipples and aching pussy demanding his attention. He desperately wanted some answers, an explaination for his strange predicament but his new bodies urges were making it difficult to think straight.

He groaned his fingers finding their way to his needy cunt finding it already slick with his juices.

Unable to resist a moment longer he began to rub himself moaning like a pornstar at wave of pleasure that pulsed through his body. It felt so good. Ten times better than jerking his cock ever had but it's still not enough. His body burned for more. Without stopping to think he spread his legs wide eased the dildo inside himself. He thrilled at the sensation of it moving inside him, stretching him wide almost to the point of being painful. Slowly he began to fuck himself with the artifical phalus his hips rising to meet it with he thrust.

"Oh god oh god oh" he moaned over and over his free hand moving to tease his clit.

Finally after after what seemed like forever he reached his peak. His body clenched around the dildo as waves of sheer bliss shuddered though him. For a long time he could only lay there gasping for air, a dripping, sweaty, twitching mess. Equally horrorfied by how quickly he'd succumbed to lust and eager to do try it again.

Once he'd recovered enough to be aware of his surroundings again he noticed...