All of them were stunned, as... anyone would be, in their situation. Even though they thought their previous forms were fine--boy were they not fine--this is a far cry from the 'fine' they were living with. And unlike before, now they're aware of the changes going forward. Being five identical moms, some of which have dicks, one of which have their head ON their dick? That's fine.
This, though... needless to say there's a lot of, uh, stunned groaning going on. The mom with 6 cocks (and SO many balls) falls to her knees, all six of her hands taking care of each one. The mom with the two literal cockheads blink at themselves--now they're doubled up like the other moms! And it's uh...........freaky. The mom with many heads isn't nearly as distracted, but they have enough heads to marvel at all the others at once now! Foot mom is... yknow. Scrunching a bout a couple dozen toes, including her head toes, as a few feet go up to investigate her... situation.
The moms end up clambering together, hugging and tugging and trying to adjust. All of them except for taur mom, who seems to stare Jen down like a hawk.
"...Uh, I gotta go," Jen mutters, turning to leave for school. She doesn't get the chance--a hand claps on her shoulder as she turns to see the two heads of that mom smiling at her. "Aw, Jenny dear, going so soon? You made us all look so pretty!" she says, looking over the others. "And I LOVE my look--like, it really helps show off what I've got, y'know?"
"...Are you talking about your butt?" Jen asks, staring at her in disbelief at the fact that that's a sentence she had to say aloud. "No, Jen, I'm talking about my dicks, but I guess that's also-" "ALRIGHT Mom...s, I've gotta go!" She tries to leave. Her mom's grip doesn't waver. "Just one second, dear... give your mom a kiss, won't you?" "Wh-" Jen didn't have time to react before mouth met mouth and tongue met tongue. She immediately pulled away, reeling back as her moms let go of her. "What the hell-?! Mom! I know you're all... y'know... but that's...!"
"Sorry, dear, I had to do that to spread the powder on my tongue."
Jen blinked.
"...Powder?"
"From the pill. I didn't swallow it, I let it dissolve."
Jen shivered.
"So now..."
Jen's hands go around her waist, a tremor running through her...
"You've got it, too, dearest daughter~!"
Jen is filled with immediate regret--on top of an immediate change. Would the pill be weaker, dilluted as it was? Or... does it even matter?