Satisfied for now...

Sam turns her head back to the doctor, "I still don't understand how the changes take place so thoroughly and yet so quickly. You've got it down to an art now!" As her head turns back to face you.

What is she talking about? Not really much changed, right? Yes, you noticed your libido is much higher now, but really, what else could she have done?

"You're gonna have so much fun with your new toy. I might even have to take it for a spin." Samantha winks at you.

"What toy?"

She giggles, "Silly. Here. See what I mean?" And Sam reaches up and pulls your sheet back. You raise your head, looking down and feeling a little uncomfortable at being nude until you see exactly what she's talking about.

There, past your D-cup breasts, lying on your lower belly amidst a slight mess of liquid rests a slightly flaccid cock.

"WHAT is that!?" You scream out.

"It's your new cock, Silly."

"My new cock?"

"Of course."

"Uh..." You reach your hand out towards it, fore-finger extended, and poke at the side of it. You feel it move slightly with each prod. "It's real!" You pull your hand back some, and notice the hairy balls hanging just below.

"Balls!" You scream.

Sam bursts out laughing at the scene you're presenting. "Yes, Jane, that's what we call them."

"No, really, Balls!" And you poke your finger at them. Sensations shoot forth from this new organ and you immediately regret doing that. "Ooooooh." Your eyes widen, and this slow, faintly growing pain wells from within, continues for a bit and then subsides. "That was a mistake."

Samantha's laughs continue.

Then a sudden realization dawns upon you. You reach back down eager for an answer but this time taking the time to carefully pull these new sensitive organs slightly up and to the side so that you may investigate, but yes, there just behind these new testicles lays your familiar pink lips of passion. A sigh of relief escapes you as you release the balls to hang once again between your legs.

Your sights return to the cock lying in a pool of what can only be cum upon your torso. You notice a strand still roping it's way to the tip, the softening shaft as it rests there. And the realization hits you as you stare at the prick still wet from the lubricant the doctor used for her recent "physical exam." She just gave you a hand job, your very first one.

You inquisitively place two fingers into the pool of cum and bring them up before you, separating them and witnessing the strands that web their way across the distance. You sniff at it, smelling that well known musky scent. Then dart your tongue out to lick at it and confirm as the familiar taste hits your tongue, that's most definitely semen.

Your head slowly raises to look up at Samantha. A big smile plastered upon her face. "See, I told you. What do you think of your new toy?"

A mumble is all you can manage at the moment, still awestruck by what exactly is happening here.