From your position, your view was aimed downwards. The bottom half of your vision was filled with Janice's furry legs. In the upper half of your vision, you could see the legs and feet of more vixens. You could not see directly in front of you, but you assumed everyone in this room was naked, as you could see water splashing on the floor, flowing into a nearby drain. Clearly, you were in a shower of some sort.
You weren't sure how many of the vixens were in here, but you would've expected a lot more chatter from a group of women. Instead, things were awkwardly silent. Finally, one of them spoke up. "So? What happened?"
Janice gives a questioning "Hm?"
"The human from last night. After what happened, we're all certain he's become a part of you."
"Yeah, so what is he? He's your ass, right? He acted like one, so I bet that's what he became!"
You briefly wonder if that would've been better.
"Nope", Janice answers. "SHE is my vagina. Master has chosen us to bear his kits!"
There was immediately some squeals of joy from some of the vixens, along with some light murmering and an angry-sounding "what" in the background.
"Let me see!" One of the vixens crouches in front of you. You can't see her face, but her wet, furry breasts are now in full view. "He doesn't look any different than your normal vagina. You sure he's in there?"
Janice answers, "It's SHE, now, Lizzy. And yes, I watched and felt her get absorbed into my vagina, feet-first."
You mentally responded in frustration. "I am NOT a SHE."
Janice mentally responds back. "You are now, Tommy. Master says so."
Before you could object, another of the vixens speaks up. "Can she move? Can she talk? What's it like?"
"She can talk mentally to me", Janice answers. "But she can't move or anything, I don't think. She feels just like my normal vagina."
You hadn't even considered the possibility that you could move. You attempt to control your muscles (whatever muscles they may be), but no luck.
"No, I mean, what's it like for HER?"
You mentally cry out "Awful!"
Janice playfully responds, "She doesn't like it. I'm sure she'll get used to it, though. Especially during our nightly visit with Master."
"I don't believe it!" A new voice has entered the conversation, though you're sure you heard it during the earlier reactions. "I've been here longer than any of you! I've earned Master's respect, and I should have been the one to bear Master's kits! But what happens, instead? You get special treatment! Not only did you get to invite a friend over, something that none of us get to do, but he's chosen YOU to bear Master's kits! You weren't even born female!"
There's a few gasps, and one of the other vixens interjects. "Claire, please, do not speak like that! Master loves all of us. Nobody here gets special treatment. And Janice is very much one of us."
"Not to me, she isn't!" You hear Claire step away in a huff.
Moments pass in silence. Then, one of the vixens come forward to give Janice a hug, leaving you surrounded by wet, furry legs, and the vixen's vagina no doubt right in front of you. You hear the vixen above. "Don't listen to her, Janice. We're all very happy for you."
"Yeah."
"She's just being jealous."
"Thanks, guys." You could tell that Janice was hurt by Claire's words. But you couldn't allow yourself to feel sorry for Janice. After all, she not only allowed you to become her vagina, she was happy about it. Serves her right for getting knocked down a peg or two!
The vixen in front of you released her embrace. "Come on, girls, we need to finish cleaning up. Master will be expecting us for breakfast."
The shower continued with less excitement from there. A few of the vixens were talking among themselves. Janice remained silent as she washed herself. A washcloth soon came into your view, quite large compared to your smaller size. It was soapy and smelled of lavender, and was used to clean you up. You weren't entirely fond of the taste of the washcloth, but you were thankful as the taste of sex was washed out of you. It wasn't perfect - your mouth was a vixen's sex organ, after all - but at least the taste in your mouth was less "recently used".
You watched as the floor moved closer and furthur away, as Janice proceeded to wash her legs. Finishing that, she stepped out of the shower, and began toweling herself off. The towel was massive compared to your size, but it was very soft. And when all was said and done, being a clean vagina felt almost as nice as being a clean human. Although it still felt very unusual. Even moreso as Janice pulled up a clean pair of leather panties, once again sealing you in darkness, and lightly rubbing against your altered form as Janice walked.