When you awoke, the first thing you realised was how soft the bed was. The way your back sunk into the cushioned mattress felt so … nice.
The second thing you noticed was an odd feeling emanating from below. Your hands crept down to your pants, and felt …
Phew. Your dick was still there.
Below it though was a surprise - only one set of tattooed testicles, straining and a little sore, remained on your body. Happily producing a mixture of hormones for their master, as if they were always there.
“It really does look so cute on you!” said Mia from in front of the far mirror, her voice familiar yet … deeper?
She was flexing herself in admiration, her abs showing faintly in the soft light.
“Did you …?”
“Oh yeah, I made sure to drink every last drop you came out. I feel a little funny in places but also I haven’t felt this energetic in years! I wish I could get more of that …”
“Sorry, I don’t think I’ll be getting those balls back anytime soon” you mused, thinking about how much of your old cum was now a part of her body. Your masculinity, and your sperm, was nothing more than fuel to feed her.
Mia took a more concerned but assertive tone. “Look, I didn’t think this would happen exactly. If you want to try and reverse it I will totally help you, ok? But if you don’t mind … I’m real happy to keep going as long as you are!”
You looked at her as she leaned over and you gained a view of her taut curves, eliciting a weak gasp as your cock stirred to a new life and your girl juice balls started working. You couldn’t quite tell if you were lusting after her body or jealous of not having it, but either way you hadn’t really suffered any major changes yet to complain about…