The rest of the day went almost as usual, or about as usual as it could get for Jen. Her hips and breasts were constantly widening, shrinking and growing depending on Claire's mood, but fucking Mrs. Smith had put a damper on her arousal enough to control herself. Jen hated that the only clothes she could wear was her shirt and socks, since her constantly changing body would tear apart anything else she would wear, but people didn't seem to mind that her shaven pussy was uncovered.
At lunch something bizarre happening, she was denied getting any food from the canteen. Claire had taken a double potion and sat down, while instructing Jen to follow her. With a sigh Jen sat down next to Claire, "You do know that a penis don't eat?" Jen stared at the sandwich Claire was stuffing into her mouth. "Uhm, I suppose I'm still new to being a penis." Jen muttered, while feeling how her blood sugar was rising from Claire. They were truly connected. Claire cleared her throat, "Good, because we can't have food ending up in someone's snatch."
At the end of the day no other strange incidents happened for Jen the penis. When the two girls walked outside the school's front door Claire turned around and looked Jen with a smile. "See you tomorrow Jen." With that said Claire went on her bike and began biking away, while the tentacle connecting Jen's tailbone to just above Claire's pussy began extending longer and longer and longer. Jen stared at the tentacle in her hands and muttered a swear to herself. A cold breeze hit her butt and she was reminded that she hardly was wearing any clothes, not that it mattered much anymore to her. Jen got on her own bike and rode home, while the tentacle kept growing in both directions as a flesh cable lying on the ground and permanently connecting the girl to her cock.
When Jen had returned home her mother was already cooking their dinner, the amount was noticeable smaller than usual. She felt how her breasts began swelling a bit with cum at the sight of her and further reminding her that she was a penis now. "How was school my little penis?" Her mother asked a half nude confused Jen. "Oh, like... usual." Jen said while avoiding eye contact with her mother. "I'll be in my room." Jen said and returned back to her room. Jen could feel the long tentacle throughout the town whenever someone stepped on it, a breeze hit it or a car went over it. Since it was indestructible it didn't hurt, but it was certainly, weird. She lied on her bed and groaned loudly, "That freaking dweeb has ruined my life..." She felt her breasts swelling again with more cum, and then swelling even more. Her phone vibrated and she looked down at it.