She needs to collect a sample

Violet cleared her throat. "In order to reverse the mutation, I'll need a sample of the exact hormone makeup of your new cells."

I tried to follow her logic. "So what, you need some of the skin cells?"

She shook her head, her shiny brown ponytail fluttering behind her. "No, those cells are only on the surface; I need deep tissue. Because I can see you're still confused, I'll just say it. I will need to collect a sample of your ejaculate."

"W-what now?" I could barely process this.

"Yes, your ejaculate. I did say it was a fully functional penis, after all."

I looked down and examined the area with my hands. My good ol' opening was still there. Asshole was intact, too. But where the clit used to be was a thick, meaty shaft. "B-but what, how I don't have-"

Violet interrupted. "Right, but Incubitol was designed to enhance male fertility as well. It's likely that some sperm cells would be created, and the other products in seminal fluid. However, I highly doubt that you'll be fertile."

I took another minute to compose myself. "Okay." Inhale. Exhale. I looked down at my new member, fully engorged and raring to go. It had been a few years since I had seen a dick in person. Gingerly, I touched the head with my fingers. Instantly, pleasure ran through my body. It was a real cock, completely. Exactly as a man's.

I looked back at Violet, who was waiting for me to finish. "So I just need to jerk off, or whatever, into a cup, and then in a week, I'm back to my pure female self?"

"That is an option. However, male masturbation is known to produce a significantly smaller amount of ejaculate than with a partner. And I need as much sample as possible to work on my antidote."

Ugh. A partner. Had one of those not too long ago, before she decided to be an ungrateful bitch. "Um, I'm afraid I don't have one of those right now."

Violet sighed. "I think you've misunderstood me again." She took off her lab coat and set it on the back of her chair. Then she walked up to me. "I know for a fact that you prefer women, and here is a perfectly attractive woman in front of you. I will be your partner."

How many times can one get floored before they fall through the earth's crust? "What? Violet? No! I couldn't."

She leaned against me, and suddenly I was aware of just how much larger she was than me. Her boobs, her frame, her hips, everything was bigger. She spoke directly into my ear. Her breath was warm, and smelled like menthol. "I've seen you examine my breasts before. I know you appreciate them."

Then she leaned back and got on her knees. With a swift motion, she flung my pants and underwear all the way on the ground. Violet continued. "I know you find me attractive. This is the best possible option for the situation."

She placed a hand on my member and started stroking it slowly. And every pump, pleasure shot through my body. So this is how men feel. No wonder they jerk off so much.

"However, I want you to be comfortable. It will produce the most ejaculate after all. So I will give you a choice." With one hand still stroking me, she used the other to unbutton the shirt she was wearing. Quickly, her large breasts fell out of the shirt, and I saw the plain forest green bra she was wearing.

"Your options are, I can keep stroking you like this, and give you a blowjob. I can use these breasts you so admire." As she said that her free hand squeezed her breast. "But if that's not enough, I can service you in the standard way." And her free hand unbuttoned her pants, and I could just see the lace of her black panties. Of course she wasn't matching.

She looked up at me. Her deep green eyes were suddenly very sensual. I could feel my new member responding to her body. I wanted her. I wanted to do very bad things to her.

"Well Christy," she finally said my name. "How do you want me?"