Nick was standing in the hallway when it happened again, to his horror. This electric feeling, like being tased with a low voltage, but painful enough to cause discomfort. It coursed through his entire body, just like it did yesterday. It felt as though his flesh was melting because of the electricity that coursed through him, and as it did, it felt like it was reshaping itself. He leaned against the wall for support, and looked down at himself to see what was going on. The discovery was a welcome one.
As the shocks and pulses began subsiding, these sensations were replaced by a stirring in his groin, the very center of yesterday's misfortune. When he looked down, he saw a very familiar friend poke against the fabric of the hospital gown he wore.
Contrary to the changes he suffered yesterday, he actually felt elation as he saw the boner form in front of him. The nurses were wrong! The changes weren't permanent after all.
A relieved smile began to form on his face. A young nurse wearing shrubs, only her almost hazel colored eyes visible of her face, approached him with a sorrowful look on her face. She must have almost seen him collapse against the wall then.
"Are you alright young man?" She asked him, as she supported him by his shoulders, getting him to stand up straight again.
"Better than alright." He said with a grin. "My penis has grown back again."
Where had it gone to, one might ask? Nick had gotten to know the misfortune of what it was like to get caught in a Chaos Storm. The sudden technological blackout in the city he lived in was indicative for one such storms to appear. As the clouds began to change in color, and the wind began kicking up a notch, despite all weather reports telling otherwise, it was almost certain people would fall victim to this unnatural phenomenon.
With how unlucky Nick Valentine was, his demise had been unavoidable. He was struck by a flash of pink lightning, as a shock of electricity coursed through him. For a moment, nothing had happened, until he saw his legs reshape themselves right before his eyes, and the Chaos Storm had left him devoid of his male genitals, leaving a fully functioning pussy in its wake.
The nurse looked down at Nick's groin area, spotting the boner as it stuck out against the gown. "Is that so..." she muttered, her expression not really changing.
After a moment's contemplating, the nurse, miss Bree, asked Nick to follow her back to his room. He was supposed to stay here until the end of today's afternoon. The storm had subsided at around ten in the morning, so most people were able to go out and about again. For those who had been unfortunate enough to get struck by lightning, like Nick, a temporary place in the hospital bed was available.
Nick was set on his bed again by nurse Bree, before she looked him straight in his eyes.
"Listen Nick, what I'm going to do right now won't be pleasant. What you're currently experiencing are phantom twists, or phantom pains, depending on how you want to call it. Although it might look and feel the way, these sensations you currently have? They are not real. You have to understand that, okay?"
Nick grabbed the tent between his legs. He didn't believe the nurse. He could hold his cock in his hands, rub it up and down, and he felt the same pleasure grow between his legs as it normally did. He felt a little embarrassed doing what he did, but he wanted to test whether what he was feeling was real, and it definitely felt as such. "What are you talking about nurse Bree?" He asked her in a tone of disbelief. "I can literally feel it."
"They're phantom twists." The nurse repeated like a mantra. "Whether it feels real or not doesn't matter. They're only sensations, caused by the same energy that transformed you in the first place. Not all of it has escaped your body when you were struck by the lightning, so some of it still resides within you. It is like when you're charged with static electricity, you know, when the hairs on your head start pointing at the sky. With Chaos Storms this electricity expresses itself differently."
Nurse Bree brought her hands to the hems of the gown Nick was wearing, then she looked at him and said, "tell me when it starts hurting too much. I'll be very careful while I try to move the cloth away from your legs."
It had occurred to Nick that the gown had clung very closely to his legs ever since he changed back, almost like it stuck to him. As the nurse started lifting up the gown over and away from his legs, he could feel the hairs on his legs rise up, and he began sensing the uncomfortable prickling feeling of a thousand simultaneous miniscule electric shocks again. It hurt slightly, but the pain rose as nurse Bree moved the gown over his thighs. It hurt the most when she actually reached his crotch, exactly where his penis was still pushing the gown's fabric out.
"Ow ow ow ow," he hissed, when the fabric was finally removed from his lower body.
He hadn't seen any of it, nor did the nurse. That was the reason why these phenomena were called phantom twists.
"Patients always feel them," the nurse told Nick, "but these changes are never truly observed. It is like when an amputee feels their missing limbs coming back to life again. That is why these sensations are often associated with phantom pains."
Nick deflated as he looked back down at himself. Holding the bottom part of his gown in his arms so he could take a good look at his lower body, he saw that everything was still different from before he'd been struck by that pink lightning.
He shivered. The feeling of having a boner was still there, but it was more intense, and located only in one spot in his groin. He could see a set of meaty lips between his legs, their skin having a similar makeup as his former scrotum, even similarly sticking to the thigh on either of his legs when it was becoming sweaty down there. Sadly, there was no scrotum or penis to be seen.
'Not only sweat', Nick realized. As a result from the rock-hard boner he'd felt for the past couple of minutes, he'd gotten incredibly excited, and with that, aroused again. It was all but an illusion, but it still left a complicated mess in its wake.
A pussy had replaced his cock and balls. The lips between his legs were shiny and wet, and he could see a small nub poke out at the front, right below his pelvis.
Nick felt that it was best not to say anything for the moment. His parents were allowed to go out of the house again, ever since this morning. They'd arrive this afternoon, and then he'd get to go home again. He would have to figure things out from there.