I woke up feeling a bit hungover. I yawned, and idly scratched the drool from my cheek. That's when I remembered what had happened. I looked down and saw my new body. My six bouncing breasts on my hairy chest, my tail, and my cock and balls, the whole nine yards.
My horns seemed a tab longer than I remember them being. I stand on my paws, my legs a bit weak. I look around for the scientist, who seems to have disappeared again. My balls have refilled while I was asleep, and they giggle as I take a few steps forward.
The intense lust that wracked my body has dissipated. But I do get a bit wet staring at my dirty sheath. Dry cum covers most of my body. As I stare, I feel something building up in my gut. At first I think I'm about to cum again. The pressure is different though. Not in my balls it's...
"Oh... I've gotta pee." I say aloud as the realization hits me over the head.
"There is a wash station to your right." the robot's voice seems louder now that I've got better ears.
I find the wash station she indicated. There's a shower head and a drain, plus an eye level mirror. I catch a glimpse of myself, and smile again. I love my new body. It's so strong and powerful. I feel like I can do anything! But the only thing I want to do right now is go. I waddled over until I'm positioned right above the drain, and I release my bladder. Going with a penis is very different than going as a female.
As I go, my ears swivel around at the sound of a door opening and closing. The scientist has returned. She's still naked underneath that labcoat of hers. I can feel a familiar stirring in my gut, and not because I have to go this time.