You open your eyes and they eagerly jump to your crotch. With great joy, you notice that your boxers are no longer tented - or at least, not in any meaningful way. There is a small bump where your former cock once jutted proudly. Cautiously, you lift a meaty arm and bring your hand to your new appendage. You relish the sensation of giving the hidden nub a squeeze with your thumb and forefinger. It feels AMAZING, and you wail blissfully from the contact. You want to examine yourself more closely and jump up eagerly to check your reflection. Your body hasn't changed in any noticeable way, so you wonder if perhaps one of the ugly pig's facial features has been transferred to you instead. You feel a distant dread rising inside you, but shove the feeling down. You're simply worried. After all, it would be shameful to disappoint your lover by not becoming a total freak.
You round the corner at the end of the hall, closing your eyes as you enter the bathroom. When you position yourself in front of the sink you grip the porcelain and prepare yourself. Your eyelids fly open and you gasp with excitement. Your grinning face stares back with one significant change. Above your brown eyes there is a single arc of curly blond hairs, raised in surprise. It kind of looks like a thick caterpillar is resting there, you think cheerfully. "What a difference!" You touch your unibrow with two fingers, pleased enormously by the unkempt, bristly growth. You marvel at your reflection a little - your bare scalp contrasting with your excessively hairy body. You're starting to become wonderfully mismatched. And of course, you think, there is your new cock.
You let your boxers fall. With amusement, you remember how your rigid dick used to catch the elastic waistband like a coathook. Now, however, the underwear slides off easily. You chuckle, realizing you have to lean forwards a little to see your new length past your pudgy tits. Emulating humiliatemyinch, you position yourself on the cold ceramic tiles and examine yourself. You twist yourself and flatten your wheat-blonde pubic hair to get a closer look. You are a little disappointed to see that without more flab on your pelvis, your length is closer to an inch and a half. Almost two perhaps. But you don't mind too much - after all, almost every man on the planet has a larger dick than you. Even the ugly man you stole this from, you realize. He will have to deal with his new 6-incher, like it or not. You think about the stranger, imagining him here with you. Even a man as ugly as him was more normal than you now. You go to wrap a hand around your tiny dick, but can't get a grip. A surge of precum drips to the floor in fast response. You'd have to use two fingers to touch yourself now. You masturbate, noticing that your puny member is smaller than your thumb is now. "Wow," you moan, savoring the word. It's only a few seconds of stimulation before you cum on yourself. Jizz drips down your balls, which are still average size -- you absolutely love the strange contrast.
As the afterglow subsides, you feel sweat dripping down your cheeks. Raising your sticky hand to your face, you realize that they are tears. They must be tears of pride, you decide, for being able to become the man Yosef wants.