The Beginning Of A Transformation. [WM]

Whitney took the bottle curiously but cautiously. Growing a beard was funny and all but it was actually really annoying to get rid of so she was hesitant. She stood up. "All of it?.." She questioned out loud. When she looked at Triss she could see something in her eyes. She could tell that Triss thought this was gonna be funny, sure. But there was something more, something... horny in her eyes? "Alright," She relented downing the entire bottle in a few gulps. "Ew, that tasted horrible. What was in that?" She asked with a face of disgust.

Whitney, almost instinctually, spread her legs as her knees bent inward. Her skin flushed and her right hand went to her pelvis, her index, and middle fingers splaying across the skin of her crotch, just about her pussy. "Hooo boy," she sighed, her chest heaving and her stomach quivering as what can only be assumed is pleasure rolled through her body. "This is amazing!.." Whitney's hips involuntarily buck on their own, thrusting forward an inch or so at a time. Each time a shockwave rolls through her body, she can’t help but moan gently from the pleasure once it reached her neck. Her fingers occasionally brushed against her clit, and it was clear that she was fighting to keep herself from masturbating right in front of Triss.

"Hooookaaaaaay," she sighed, before pursing her lips tightly and flaring her nostrils. Streams of her arousal course down the inside of her legs as she struggles to keep herself upright from the pleasure. Suddenly, her clit engorges, ballooning to twice its size, three times, turning pink before, with an awkward jerking motion, it begins to bob up and down underneath its own weight. A seam appears along its circumference, and eventually, it splits into two, one clit sitting on top of the other. And the one on top, like before, engorges and elongates, inflating at an obscene rate. Each beat of Whitney’s excited heart sees her clit getting wider, longer, and fatter as new tissue appears and adds to its growing length. Its surface, normally smooth all around, begins to transform as the skin grows thicker, but only mildly so. Its tip bloats slightly then peels backward as the helmet of a brand new, human-shaped penis begins to emerge; the skin folds backward to make the glans, and the clit splits once more, creating an opening at its tip.

Adding to the excitement of Whitney’s transforming crotch, the skin at the base of the newly-christened cock shifts and bulges at her pelvis as two distinct sacs begin to fill out and emerge from her body. They cling to her form as they dangle underneath her shaft, draping over the lips of her pussy and obscuring them from eyesight and growing until they press against the inside of her thighs and continue to grow, pushing against them and forcing her to adjust her stance. Whitney is panting and whining like a woman who’s been edging for the past several hours. Her left hand openly fondles her left titty, finger pressing and flicking at her erect nipple, while her right hand presses and pinches and plies at every other part of her body except her brand new cock, **** to try and keep busy without resorting to touching herself. She’s trying to save that part for later. It was also worth mentioning an original clit and pussy remained.

Eventually, her brand new shaft stopped growing, having reached its full length, for now, and what was once her old clit has now become a full, thick, throbbing breeding shaft. Her cock is shaped like a human’s, with a helmeted tip and a smooth shaft all the way down to her hairless base. It’s thick enough that if Triss were to wrap her fingers around it, she wouldn’t touch back down onto her palm, and each of her testicles was large. Her hips continued to buck at nothing as the beginnings of her transformation pushed through her form, one after the other. A strand of drool slips from the corner of her mouth and drips down her chin; she’s too lost in her sexual reverie to even notice the mess that she’s making. With one particular throb of her cock, it bounced up into the air, and a pearly string of her pre flicked from her tip and arced through the air, landing on the ground in front of Triss.

Her teeth bit hesitantly into her bottom lip as she tries to keep herself composed, although ‘keeping her composure’ is just one step away from wrapping both of her hands around her cock and beating it until she creams all over the room. "TRISS!" she shouted, her wide, rabid eyes on Triss. "Fuck me! NOW! This is the result of your actions, after all!" However, her transformation wasn't done, this was merely the beginning.