Tiffany continues to search the room for anything that might turn him back into his female self. Being a guy was bad enough, being a guy with a huge donkey cock was just awful. Not to mention the donkey ears and tail. Tiffany wanted his old body, his female body back. He wasn't sure what Katie was doing right now, and he didn't care.
Katie was in fact sneaking peeks at her transformed friend. Each time she did, Katie found herself getting a bit more attracted to Tiffany. The donkey bits aside, Tiffany really did cut quite the image as a guy. Katie was bent over, rummaging around in a pile of over turned boxes. Suddenly a heady smell wafted to her nose, and she looked down. She was getting very wet, so much so that she could see a dark spot on her jeans. She immediately flushed, and did her best to ignore her damp clothing.
"Hey, you see anything Katie?" Tiffany asked from the other side of the room. Katie jumped, having zoned out a little. She spun around, one leg crossed in front of her crotch, and shook her head. Tiffany huffed in frustration and turned around. Giving Katie an eye full. She could see her friend's balls dangling, and that donkey tail swishing back and forth barely concealing Tiffany's black donkey anus. A dull creaking from above them broke Katie's train of dirty thoughts. She and Tiffany both looked up, another creak echoing down to the basement.
"What was that?!" Tiffany said nervously.
"Sounds like someone's upstairs. We'd better get out of here." Katie said, all thoughts of her arousal gone.
"I can't leave looking like this!" Tiffany pointed to his freakish body.
"Okay, calm down. We'll just have to wait and hope whoever it is doesn't come downstairs. Come on, let's wait over there. If anyone comes to the door they won't be able to see us from that corner." Katie pointed to the corner closest to a table covered in half empty beakers and other weird devices.
The two crouch down on the ground and patiently wait for the creaking to stop. Tiffany wonders if it's actually a person, or an animal that wandered inside. Katie on the other hand finds herself struggling with her arousal. Her chest heaves deep breaths, as she tries not to stare at Tiffany's cock and balls. They're so close, so beautiful. That dark, leathery skin, and the musky smell. Katie's hand ventured down and started to pet her sex through her jeans. She fiercely bit her lip to keep from moaning.
Tiffany was completely oblivious to her friend's actions. He was more concerned in returning to his search for something to reverse his changes. He glanced down at his cock and balls. Tiffany never noticed how big his sheath was until now. Before he'd refused to look at the monstrosity between his legs. His balls were so large that squatting the way he was, they brushed against the cool cement floor. And just to make sure, Tiffany lifted his ball bag up and out of the way to confirm his pussy was gone. Seeing Tiffany do this sent Katie over the edge, and she pushed her hand against her jeans, trying her hardest to finger herself through her clothing. Katie's fingers probed her clit, and that was enough. Wetness poured from her snatch, further soaking her clothes. It dripped onto the floor, and this time wasn't gone unnoticed to Tiffany.
He could smell Katie's arousal and girl cum. Turning around, Tiffany came face to face with a very horny Katie. She was playing with her nipples, and had her legs spread. The cool air of the basement on her hot and needy sex felt wonderful. And the only thing that would feel better was Tiffany's cock.
"What the hell are you doing Katie?!" Tiffany jumped up and away from her friend. Her balls bounced as she did, and Katie moaned again. She stuck her other hand down her pants and really started fiddling with herself. She wiggled her hips until her jeans were pulled down to her knees. Tiffany swallowed hard, almost popping herself at the sight of Katie's wet pussy. The lips were so swollen, that cute, compact pussy weeping with juice. It took all of Tiffany's willpower not to go over and ram her cock inside.
"Katie? Are you even listening to me?" Tiffany demanded. Katie was lost in a state of bliss. Her mind was a million miles away, dreaming of being penetrated by a big cock like Tiffany's. She'd had boyfriends who were above average, but this was on a whole other level. That huge, droopy donkey cock was the most amazing thing she'd ever seen.
"Fine, forget you. Some friend you are." Tiffany said angrily. Katie was obviously more interested in masturbating to Tiffany's sick new body than helping. Momentarily forgetting that they weren't alone in the house, Tiffany stormed upstairs and slammed the door. When he heard voices that's when he remembered the reason they'd been holed up in the corner of the basement.
"Shit." Tiffany quickly ran through the nearest door, which lead to a small closet. No lights, just Tiffany and the cobwebs. He waited, the footsteps and voices getting louder and louder with each passing second.