How arousing that was ! He located his former left foot, and pay it a mental visit. It was like he was filling the jockstrap with his will, giving it special attention and pulling up all the sensations coming from it. Then he goes to another one, and wondered about the speed of the process. It can be progressive or quite immediate. As he was in his former dick jockstrap, he stopped and froze. He was not alone ! Some tiny sparkle of consciousness was developping here... and probably in all the others. Was it him that had spread himself, leaving marks or pieces of him while he was going from one to another ? Or did each piece of him were earning its own personality ? His heart sank - probably somewhere in the pile- when he touched his dick's being. It was like... love at first sight ? Like he founded his soulmate. It was still tiny and weak, but he knew that all they shared before was still there and feeding the birth of a new being. How much time will it take for it to become independent ? And what consequence could that have on his own abbilities to control the jockstraps's net ? So much questions came to his mind, but he had no time for that, and a sensation reminded him that he wasn't alone.
A hand grabbed him, then another, and he was stretched and then pressed. His strenght was tested, his skin caressed ; and then he felt some flesh going throught his holes. A foot, the another were going trought him. He was pulled up along hairy legs and eventually ends craddling a cock and an ass.
"That's it" he eared...