Summoning her courage, in a single move Erika used her newfound strength to rip off what remained of her coverings, and let go with the spray. This time the tingling sensation was overwhelmingly pleasant as she felt her body shift and change, and she watched as a hard pole of flesh emerged from her crotch, with a loose dangling sack of skin dropping down beneath it. She hesitantly extended her arm and wrapped her big hand around it, then gasped at the jolt of pleasure that stabbed out through her body. "Oh... my..." she breathed. She had a penis. A huge, hard, heavy dick. She looked up at the mirror in front of her at herself, at the handsome man standing there holding his penis, and the rock hard pole seemed to jump in her hand and become, if possible, harder, whilst newfound urges became more difficult to ignore.
Her eyes rolled back in her head and she moaned as she began to move her hand up and down her new organ, her other hand rubbing across her chest as the intense feelings rushed through her body. Then, out of the corner of her eye, she spotted herself in the mirror again, jacking off. SHE was jacking off. She was this huge hulking guy, rubbing an erection. She laughed at the ridiculousness of it all. How could she be doing this? She couldn't stop laughing. She against her bed and slid to the ground, feeling the carpet slide under her massive feet and press against her muscular ass. She was this guy.
Her hysterical laughs began to change to sobs as she realised what this meant. She was a he. Her life was gone, replaced by a man's. She curled herself up into a ball, her massive and powerful arms wrapped around her huge legs, tears trickling though stubble and falling down onto a mat of chest hair.