Call support, maybe they can help.

As Micaela lifted herself off of James, a torrent of cum splattered out of her cooch, sticking to her thighs and splashing on the floor. James felt his flaccid, overly sensitive dick slide through the gooey mess inside and writhed on the floor, somewhere between agony and lust. Once he had gathered his wits, he saw that Micaela was squatting next to where he was lying on the floor, offering him a carton of milk.

"First, I need you to drink this," she commanded, "you lost a lot of fluids and ... protein. Wouldn't want you to just shrivel up, guapa."

Taking the bottle, James looked at her a bit dumb-founded. She seemed to really care about him... While James was slowly emptying the carton, Micaela laid out her plans:

"Okay, here's what we're gonna do: You said something about pills?"

"Yeah, they're over there. The big bottles," James answered, pointing to the kitchen island.

"Alright, let's see," Micaela said and stepped over, still naked and dripping cum, "there has to be a number you can call... You can't sell pills that do that to people and not have... aha!"

Shoving the bottle towards James, she pointed to the 1-800 number on the label.

"We call that and see what they can do," Micaela said, handing him the handset of the landline phone that had been lying behind the bottles.

"Probably best, yeah..." James replied, punching in the number and putting the call on speaker. They had to wait and suffer through atrocious hold music, but soon the call was picked up.

"Hello. Thank you for calling our complaints and customer feedback line. I will be assisting you throughout your phone call. This call may be monitored for quality assurance and training purposes," a machine voice said, "Now, in order to best assist you, what issues are you calling about?"

"Uhmm, I took your product and now there's... unwanted changes."

"Unwanted changes may be due to not ingesting our products as prescribed by the accompanying leaflet. If no leaflet was delivered, Growth X CO. recommends to not use our product before ordering a replacement."

"Is this canalla serious? How were you supposed to know that?" Micaela interjected.

"It is rude to use insults. Please state your name and address, then we will send you a new leaflet."

"Pendejo, I'll insult an idiot machine if I see one," came Micaela's heated reply before James told the machine the info it needed.

"Thank you. We will send a new leaflet, it should arrive in a few days. Can I help you further, miss?"

"Uh, yeah. Is there a way to reverse this?" James answered. The 'miss' stung a bit.

"A certified technician is required to discuss reversal of any and all changes. Do you wish to be forwarded?"

"Um, I guess, yeah."

"Please hold."

Both Micaela and James groaned as the annoyingly upbeat melody began playing again. James took the time to get up, his lower body wet and stick from his ejections and laid the handset on the still cum-covered kitchen island, leaning onto it with his elbows, feeling his new pointy nipples rub against his shirt. Micaela leaned on the marble as well, resting her head on her hands. Her now huge mammaries brushed the countertop, softly bulging against her arms. James secretly ogled them - or so he thought, because Micaela immediately noticed his staring and stood up straight, shaking her tits left and right.

"Sooo, you like 'em, guapa?" she teased, earning a stupefied nod from James. They were so big and jiggly! His lips twitched as he thought about sucking on them, but before his fantasies could lead somewhere, the hold music was interrupted by the voice of a woman.

"Good afternoon, Growine Industries Specialty Troubleshooting, Melissa speaking. How can I help you today?"

Shaking his head to focus, James answered: "Yeah, hi, uh, I used your pills, and now..."

"To be clear: Our male genital enhancement supplement, right?"
"Yes, that's the one. Anyways, I took them with milk and..."

"You grew breasts, right?" Melissa interrupted him.

"Exactly, how did you know?" James answered, surprised at what he assumed was a good guess.

"That's a pretty common reaction to taking them with milk. You didn't take more than two, did you?"

"Oh... yes, I did... was that bad?" James replied sheepishly.

"It certainly wasn't good. Our product can have unpredictable side effects when you use an overdose. Are there any changes besides the growth of female breast tissue?"

"Yes? I kind of..." James trailed off, shamefaced and red.

"He grew a pussy!" Micaela interjected, a hint of schadenfreude in her voice. As James looked at her, a bit hurt, she rubbed his arm and smiled at him.

"Oh, are you with a relative?"

"Nah, I'm his... girlfriend, I would say," the latina answered. James stared at her. Girlfriend? Just like that?! Not that he didn't like it, but still!

"Very good. As the changes to a clients body can be overwhelming, a loved one to support them is always welcome. Do you still have your dick and testicles?"

"Oooh yes, he still has his dick. And balls... He must still have them, what with how much he cums, but I didn't see any."

"Eeh, they kind of... moved into my body?"

"Ah, internal testicles. Very good, that is better than losing them entirely. Since he still has his male genitals - well, mostly- fixing this should not be much of a problem."

Relief washed through James. It would be that easy to get his body back? This was awesome!

"I'll have to warn you, though: The procedure will likely result in loss of sensitivity, decreased penis size as compared to before using our product and a heightened resistance or total immunity to our product."

James felt as if he'd been dunked into ice water. His dick had been small-ish before, so losing even half an inch would be terrible. And not being able to grow it again? Not to mention the sensitivity thing! While James was still processing the new info, Micaela asked the important question.

"How likely are we talking?"

"That depends. There is a 15% chance for this to happen..."

"15%? That's not too bad," Micaela replied, while James sighed in relief.

"Unless the client has experienced an orgasm after the changes occurred. Since the effects of our product depend partly on our clients' neural pathways, every orgasm after the changes raises that chance by about 25%. That's additive, not relative."

"25%?! But that would mean..."James' eyes were as big as saucers and he felt weak in the knees.

"That the chances are at 90%..." Micaela ended the sentence, staring in the direction of James' crotch as if she'd never see his dick again.

"Wait, 90%? Oh my, you two have been busy!" Melissa squealed with glee before clearing her throat "Oh, I'm sorry, that was unprofessional. Do you wish to go through with the procedure? We can guarantee you will get your old body back, safe for the genitals of course."

Micaela looked at James with pleading eyes and stepped over, grabbing his cock with her left hand and pulled him into an embrace with the other. Softly tugging his dick, her enormous boobs pressing into his ribs just below his own, she whispered into his chest:

"Please don't do it... I don't think I can live without your giant cock anymore..."

James thought he could tears in her voice.