What Does He Change Next?

Her Genitals

If there was one thing he had in surplus in his porn stash, it was hot futa babes. Nothing turned him on like a girl with a massive dick. Maybe doggy, maybe hyper, he liked even those with a horse cock on their groin. But with his delinquent beauty, he had something far more special in his mind.

Peaking through the curtains once more, he clicked his fingers and watched as her groin wobbles and a bulge formed against her panties. The bulge wriggled and pulsed, growing bigger with each heartbeat until it snaked up and out, falling over the edge of her knickers. Something green and slimy was worming its way out of her knickers. A long tentacle stretched out of her body, one foot, two foot, until it stood two metres away from her. The underside was covering in thick, pulsating suckers. The head was rounded with a slit.

The delinquent girl looked down at her writhing tentacle cock in awe. She coiled it around her arm, then used it to throw a text book at the wall, shivering at any contact on her dick. John licked his lips.

He clicked his fingers twice, and the tentacle cock swelled up with muscle, another, twin appendage joining it. Her two tentacle cocks waved wildly to her will. Then, she curled them around her thighs and with a gasp plunged them into both her holes at the same time.