Janice gawked at the person that stood before her. It was Mary's mother, Daisy, but she didn't look the way she normally looked.
Her biology was the same, that wasn't out of the ordinary. It was the way she presented herself, that stood out so much.
Daisy wore the usual make-up on her face. Eye-shadow that matched the color of her irises, her eyelashes were long and looked attractive, and she had decided on wearing a bright red lipstick on top of her luscious lips today.
She wore a comfortable, blue and white striped blouse, buttoned up properly so that she looked neat and professional, even at home.
But that's where the similarities ended.
The new sight Janice was granted by Daisy caused her penis to spring up back to her attention. She looked down at her crotch, but predicted it wasn't too noticeable, as she had tucked it back against the folds of her own labia to prevent any unwanted appearances from happening. Pro-active thinking.
Daisy was naked from the waist down. Even her blouse turned out just too short.
Janice was checking out the shapely thighs of her best friend's mother, at the small camel toe she was sporting with the folds of her cleanly shaven labia. She had no socks on, no shoes, nor pants or even any underwear. Buck-naked, from the waist down.
"U-uhm," Janice sputtered.
Daisy just gave a sad smile, then stepped aside to let Janice in the house. She shut the door behind her and walked through the hallway back to where she came from.
"Mary is upstairs, in her room, if you're looking for her." Said Daisy. "I'll be in my office if the two of you need me."
And with that, she walked off, her round, bare ass trailing after her, hips swaying at every step.
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Janice's eyes were still wide when she knocked at Mary's door, granting her the privacy to... put on some clothes.
After a moment's notice, a "come in" sounded from the other side.
Mary was properly clothed, from what Janice could see. Her arms and legs were crossed, as she presented herself to Janice while seated on her office chair. She gestured at her own bed and invited her friend to take a seat.
"Sorry about my mom." She piped up.
"No worries," Janice gasped. "Why's she not wearing any pants?" She asked.
Mary brought a hand to her head and gestured scissors cutting a thread loose. "The virus messed with her head, instead of a physical change. I'm pretty envious, actually."
Janice looked down flustered, and bit her lip. "Right, I should've started with that. How are you doing Mary?"
Her best friend smiled. "Faring much better than yesterday night actually, thanks for asking Jen. A nurse informed me I suffered from a severe allergic reaction."
"Inside your..." Janice dared not to finish that sentence.
Mary hissed, and a grimace formed on her face. "Yeah, bulls-eye. But not only there. The itch was the same allergy, but then less severe. It spread from inside outwards." She gestured the movement with her arms.
"So when the first gynecologist started examining me, she asked if I was allergic to latex. I answered with no, and moments later I'm screaming in pain even louder."
Janice winced.
"Some experts 'hypothesized', that my mutation was the cause of it. The red skin beneath my folds is now allergic to anything it touches, with just a few exceptions. Apparently, an examination without latex didn't hurt me a bit, so regular touch, skin on skin is allowed. Any liquids and gels too," Mary finished.
"What about tampons or pads?" Janice asked.
"Tampons are an absolute no go. It's not a liquid and it's not human skin. I was in the worst pain ever when I tried that one. I'm not sure about pads, it's definitely risky, but it doesn't necessarily have to touch."
Mary chuckled, then stood up, pulling at the hems of the business skirt she was wearing. From her mother, maybe?
"Same thing with panties, thongs, and any other underwear. As soon as it touches, alarm bells might as well go off immediately. They said it could get even worse than it was before, since my mutation wasn't entirely over yet."
There was a pause, as Janice took it all in, looking down at her own crotch, realizing that even with a penis, she had still gotten lucky. She suffered no pain, and she hadn't grown any balls to risk getting kicked in the nuts either.
"I'm sorry to hear about that Mary."
Mary laughed. "Cheer up. It's not the end of the world. It just adds some more spice in my life, and the sensation of said spice when my underwear start crawling up my crotch. Hooray for wedgies right?"
"Huh, now that you mention it, check this out."
Janice bluntly unzipped her pants and proudly presented her penis in front of her friend, waiting for her reaction.