Anger never leads to good

I layed there on her bed gasping for air, being able to actually breath air for the first time in awhile, though as a inanimate object there was need to. " What the..." I stare up at the ceiling, not ready to look Jordan in the eye yet. "Hank, I'm soo... I didn't mean to. I thought I grabbed the right one, so I didn't even bother checking," stammered out, standing at the end of the bed shaking in fear and embarrassment. "It was an accident, I swear." "What the fuck Jordan.... first I didn't agree to being changed at all and then I get shoved up in a place where every man would dream. You owe me big time, no questions asked. If I want something done, all you need to do is ask what and how long." I stare up at the ceiling before sitting up and looking up at her. To be honest, I wasn't to upset at her. Yeah, the experience was a little crazy. But in the end, I'm still alive and went for one hell of a ride that not many many men could say they experienced. She looked angry for a moment, "Excuse me?!?! How long have you been wanting to fuck me? Yeah, I know, there's no need for trying to deny it." "Fucking you is one thing Jordan. Being turned into a dildo and shoved up inside your pussy is a whole complete issue." "It was that bad huh? Well in that case, maybe you should experience the alternative. Cause I'm starting to regret even bringing you." With that, some mumbled words flow out of her mouth as she pointed at me with her fingers, everything growing to a ginormous size around me. I realize I'm shrinking, though this time I'm still keeping my true form. I stop after a moment, much smaller than the dildo I was previously. Before I could move, her hand came rushing in and wrapped around me, bringing me to her face. "Though, you won't get experience my body again. We're going to keep with the unaware bit. Let's go visit my sister."