Amy pushed the door open easily enough, but she had to tug herself off with a squelch. She walked over to a sink, turned the knob, and after tugging herself off of that, started washing her hands. All eight of them.
Beneath Amy's normal pair of arms were three more sets in a column along the sides of her torso. Her shirt had developed extra sleeves to accommodate them, but even more surprising was the organ that now rested on the palm of each. Jen could recognize it anywhere: eight perfect copies of Amy's vagina. Sans urethra, they appeared normal. Key word "appeared".
On each surface Amy had touched - at the current moment, the stall door and the sink's knob - was a penis. Other than being made of the same material as the surfaces they grew from, the dongs mimicked normal ones perfectly. The one on the stall door had even throbbed a little after Amy had pulled herself off of it.
Jen focused back on Amy herself, who was groaning in frustration. She held up four hands, using two to pull something out of the others. "This is so annoying," she muttered under her breath, tossing aside what looked to be dildos entirely made of water. Amy repeated this 6 more times before shutting off the water. Walking right past the paper towels, she understandably opted for the air-dry machine.
Jen absentmindedly picked up one of the water dildos to examine it. It was a strange feeling - certainly water, but solid. Not in the ice sense, as it was room-temperature, but undeniably rigid, not flowing like a fluid would normally do. Jen experimentally poked it... and watched as her finger went straight through as though it were still a liquid.
"Hey, can I get one of those real quick?" dual voices from one of the Lauras asked.
"Yeah, sure," Amy casually affirmed. Jen turned around and watched Amy and Laura clasp one hand each, then pull apart. Sure enough, a real, if slightly feminine, erect dick stuck out of Laura's palm, and she casually slipped it in one of her mouths to suck on it, thanking Amy as the eight-armed girl exited (leaving a cock on the doorknob as well). Laura seemed to make short work of her new organ, getting it to cum in a matter of seconds. The hive mind swallowed the load as she pulled out the cock, not just softening but *shrinking* until it disappeared.
Jen looked back at the phallus in her hand. Grasping the outside of it, she rubbed it up and down quickly. It, too, came, spurting normal human semen onto the floor in front of Jen before collapsing in on itself, becoming liquid water once more.
"That was weird..." Jen mumbled, heading for the door.
"What was?" Laura asked. "Any other memory alterations there?" She grinned in expectation of whatever answers Jen would give. Jen...