Julie looked at Jan as she walked away. 'What a bitch,' she thought and turned back to Mike. "So, where were we before being so rudely interrupted?" she asked while tightening her grip on him.
She suddenly uncounciously pushed her legs even stronger together. Something didn't feel completely right, although she wasn't somehow 100% sure. As she tried to continue in the conversation with Mark about their afternoon plans, in the back of her mind was still stayed this negging feeling of a anxiety and change. This continued over next ten minutes until it eventually reached top of her patience, over which she increasingly hoped it would stop.
The space between Marks side and her crotch, pushed onto him was slowly getting hotter and more cramped. Between them only his jeans and her panties, very slowly getting moister and moister from their surroundings. What was happening inside was that Julie's reproductive organs were slowly shrinking and morphing, while her vagina was slowly closing and moving outwards. On the outside, her vulva was becoming fluffier and puffier. Fortunately, she shaved very recently or this might have been more uncomfortable process.
"Honey, give me a moment, I gotta go freshen up," she pulled away, quickly wiping off her forehead with her hand, as she felt noticibly hotter then before.
"Sure, should I wait here or should I head back to class without you?" he asked, looking at her with a bit of a caring look. He himself was standing comfortable the whole time in not so tight jeans and he wasn't realising his own changes yet.
"You can just go, I'll be there soon," she smiled and quickly picked up her bag and pull off him. As she turned and was sending him an air kiss, she started walking and crossed her legs while doing it. Her eyes popped with surpise, but she kept walking as if nothing special happened. When her legs kept brushing against each other, she felt the unexpected tightness between them as if there was something stuffed in her panties. But somehow it didn't feel as a foreign object, no, it even felt a bit nice.
She was making her way with quicker and quicker pace. She feels as the swelling grew bigger and bigger. When she finally burst into the bathrooms, she slammed the door behind her and placed her hands on her crotch fast. She gasped as now she new for sure it was visibly and physically bigger than before. She slowly started pulling her skirt up and saw the raised, now noticibly moist panties. From the sides she was the naked flesh raising the panties outwards.
When she slowly pulled down the panties from the mound, she whimpered a bit. When she did, a tube of flesh new to her flopped out.
'Jesus christ, what the fuck' she thought as she contined to stare at it over next 30 seconds. She was in shock. She literally had a dick between her legs. There was no way about it, this looked completely like a dick, even if everything she knew stated this was impossible.
She flit her hand on it she she remembered: 'Oh my god, I know this dick. This shape and color? It looks like Marks!' She held it in her hand, still with shocked expression, realizing its (subtly rising) weight. While she did, she also noticed how now it was a lot more uncomfortable to stand with her legs together than before. When she slightly spread her legs, she felt how the inbetween loosened up. Wish another annoined sounding whimper she moved her panties all down to her knees while bending down to visually confirm her suspition.
As she looked down, she saw the whole thing. 'Fuck me, I'm ruined' she thought, positioning herself to get better light on the complete tragedy. Instead of her perfect pussy, which she always took good care of as she enjoyed sex, there now was a complete duplicate of Marks above average package. Under the dick, that she already got to know closely (although it was still slighly getting bigger) was a big paid of balls. She touched them and held her in her hands. She remembered how they looked like on Mark, but these were shaved and also sending feedback from her touch to her brain.
'Ok, this is actually insane' she felt horrified, but also a very weirdly a bit excited, she realized. As she was slightly fondling her new hanging balls (altough she woudn't admit to that), she also finally realized the dick was still growing all the time until now. Now it wasn't just passively hanging, but started to rise, now pointing at the floor straight with its current 20 centimeters.