Rachel felt incredibly hung over when she woke up later. Her body ached, and her crotch felt like someone had kicked it several dozen times.
"Wait a sec, my...holy crap!" Rachel exclaimed when she looked down at her crotch. She hadn't been expecting to see a micro-penis and balls where her vagina should be. Rachel's hands frantically searched for her pussy, but it was gone.
"But I took the ring off..." Rachel said. She stood up and almost slipped on the leftover cum on the carpet. Her bedroom was covered in the stuff. Large piles of white cum on the floor, her bed, the walls, and on her own body.
"Shit, what am I going to do?" she thought. The mess was too much for her to clean by herself. But Rachel seriously doubted she could just call a cleaning service without a few eyebrows being raised.
A pressure in her gut told her she had something else to attend to. Running into the bathroom, Rachel was utterly confused why, when she sat down to go, she didn't hear her pee hitting the toilet bowl. She looked down and saw her penis shooting her pee across the bathroom floor. Rachel bolted up, but by then it was too late. Her cock finished, and dropped back down.
At least the pee was easier to clean than the cum. Rachel moped up the mess, and them stared at herself in the mirror. Aside from the cock and balls, everything else seemed normal. Her pubs looked thicker, and darker. She scratched the skin around them, and out of morbid curiosity sniffed her fingers. Gross, they smelled so... gross. Like a guy's, Rachel imagined that's what a guy's pubs smelled like. She's never had the occasion to sniff a guy's crotch. Most of the time she just sat on it.
"Never be able to do that again. Not unless I find some guy who doesn't mind banging a girl with no pussy." Rachel thought.
The only solution she could think of was going back to the shop, and getting some help. There was no way any doctor would believe her story, unless of course she put the ring on and let her cock grow to gigantic proportions again. Which Rachel wasn't about to do, as last night's erect had almost killed her.
Rachel didn't even bother to clean up the mess in her room. She'd worry about that later, once she got rid of her cock. Who knows, maybe the shop had a ring that could give her super-cleaning powers. Her panties and pants felt a bit constricting on her cock and balls, but Rachel didn't even care that much. She just wanted to get things fixed.