Jenna basked in the afterglow of her orgasm. She'd had orgasms before, of course, Paul made sure of that. But with a dick, it felt different, more concentrated. Jenna wanted more.
Jenna stood up and stretched. "Ready to find a nice woman?" Jenna asked her cock.
"More than ready babe, that orgasm was better than any I've ever had. The ads said this resort lets you go nude too."
"You think I should?" Jenna asked. She stole a look at herself in the mirror.
"Of course, you're amazingly hot! And all the guys will be jealous of your cock too!"
"I'm starting to think you're projecting, Paul. Are you jealous of my cock?" Jenna teased.
"Well..." Paul started, but both knew his thoughts on the matter. Paul loved this adventure as a dick.
"Well, let's get a move on. I'm famished." Jenna walked out into the hall and immediately felt her nipples perk up as the AC hit her. Jenna saw a sign leading to the pool and followed. After arriving at the pool, Jenna headed over to the bar and ordered a burger. Due to being the late afternoon, Jenna saw few people at the bar and managed to get a conversation with the bartender going. He told many tales of other patrons. Couples turning into each other's genitals as some sort of couple's therapy, horny guys getting turned into women's pussies (and sometimes penis) as some lousy plot to get laid, friends clearly more into each other than that, and so on. Even some executive who spent a month as one of the female janitor's pussy. Apparently the doctors could turn people into more than just another's genitals, sometimes their entire body or parts of it. The drinks flowed with the conversation. Jenna felt herself get tipsy and more and more comfortable in her own skin and ended up posing for the bartender as he pretended to photograph her. Eventually Jenna's food came out and she started to eat.
As Jenna finished up her burger, the bartender walked back over. "Enjoy your meal?" Jenna nodded.
"I loved it, definitely worth the wait. You're great too!" Jenna reached over the bar and hugged the bartender.
"Too much to drink, my lady?" Paul teased.
"Oh, shut up Paul. I'm more than fine." Jenna turned around to leave and go catch some sun by the pool. The bartender grabbed her arm.
"By the way, that redhead over there-" the bartender pointed to a nude woman sitting alone at the end of the bar "said she wanted to talk to you. She stared at your dick while you were posing too. You could get her to do anything I bet."
Jenna turned back around. "I didn't even notice. You're the best." Jenna kissed the bartender on the cheek and strutted across the bar to the mystery woman.
Jenna tapped the woman's shoulder and stood back so the woman would get a nice look at her cock when she turned around. Predictably, the woman turned around and got a look at a smirking Jenna. Face, boobs, cock, and everything else. "Mind if I sit here? I've been looking for company." The woman tried to respond but could only stutter.
"I'll take that as a yes then." Jenna sat down next to the woman, making sure to graze the woman's thigh with her dick. The woman tensed up as she felt Jenna cock. "Hey, bartender! Another round for both of us." Jenna turned back to the woman. "Anyway, what's your name?"
"Fuck Jenna, where did this come from? Three drinks and a cock?" Paul commented in disbelief. He only fueled Jenna further.
"Melissa," the woman responded, obviously taken aback by Jenna's flirting.
"Well Melissa, I heard you were looking at my cock earlier. That seems rather rude, doesn't it? Where I'm from - thanks for the drink! - a lady is supposed to introduce herself before staring."
Melissa grabbed Jenna's free hand. Melissa started to frantically explain. "Look, my friend Jada begged me to come here with her. Spend two weeks her, one with her as my pussy, one with me as hers. She ended up being my pussy first and its made me incredibly horny this whole week. I can't have enough sex or masturbate enough. I've been trying, but - "
"Girl, chill. Pose for me while I finish my drink."
Melissa stood up. She looked hesitant, but also desperate for relief. "Well - Jada decided I should walk a mile in her legs. So I got her as my entire lower body - pussy, ass, legs, up to my waist. You can see where the parts of my body begin." Melissa pointed at her waist. Jenna could see that Melissa's lower body - well, technically Jada's - was black, while everything above her waist was a pasty white. "It's so strange, I spent my whole life petite, barely an ass to speak of - and this entire week everyone has been staring at my ass."
"And you couldn't get laid?" Jenna inquired.
"Well - " Melissa stopped for a second, then sighed. "Jada just said its hard to get laid if I never talk to anyone. She convinced me to tell the bartender I wanted to talk to you. Now she wants me to - " Melissa sighed again, " 'grab you by the dick, lead you to our room, then ride you until the sun comes up." By this point, Melissa had turned beet red and buried her head in her hands.
"What are you waiting for?" Melissa looked up to see Jenna standing, cock standing at full mast, pointed right at her. Melissa turned an even darker shade of red, but to her credit grabbed Jenna's dick and lead them both out of the bar.
"We've got to meet this Jada woman." Paul remarked.
Jenna could only nod in agreement.