Put on the bandage dress and try opening the door again

You squeeze your body into the stretchy fabric of the magenta bandage dress. It feels like your latest dip in the tub has further amplified your feminine features, particularly your hips and ass. As you look down at how the dress hugs your body you can't help but marvel at how good you look. The fabric is stretched in such a way that little is left to the imagination.

You return to the door in your new clothes to try once more to find a way out. Thankfully the mess you made last time seems to have vanished along with your shirt. A brief moment of hopelessness washes over you as you inspect the drawing a second time; you cup your pubic mound through your dress, there's absolutely no way for you to use a urinal anymore.

After a little more consideration an idea occurs to you though: what if the drawing was about the statue? The statue is positioned in such a way that its cock lines up roughly with the drain. If you could make it cum really hard, it seems plausible it could activate the door.

You return to the stone musculature, stroking it and rubbing your body against it. The statue's dick once again begins to harden, as you feel a building arousal in your own body. You carefully get on your knees and start to suck on the statue's shaft. You'll need to move your head at just the right time for this to work.

As you pleasure the statue you feel a growing need to pleasure yourself. The dress didn't come with panties, so it's all too easy for you to slide a hand between your legs to play with your pussy while you suck off the stone cock. You're a little surprised to feel how wet this experience has made you. Your fingers spread your lube up to your clit, using it to stroke your little nub in rapid circles.

Soon you can feel a tension building in the statue. You move your head out of the way to finish it off with your hands, pumping the saliva-slick stone with one hand while the other continues to rub furiously at your new sex. As the statue ejaculates you feel your own orgasm crest simultaneously. Watching the hot jets of cum shoot out in spurts towards the drain pushes you over the edge.

You nearly collapse in pleasure as the door swings open, holding onto the statue's still-hard cock for support. On the other side of the door is a spiral staircase. You're finally free to descend. It takes a small burst of willpower to let go of the statue and straighten your dress. A little part of you wishes you could stay and play some more. You can't help wondering what the stone cock would feel like inside your new vagina.