Jeff woke up to the new world he had created. He looked around him. Nothing in his bedroom seemed to have changed. Then, he looked down at his own body and was amazed.
He was naked and attached to his chest were three on the largest boobs he had ever seen. They were the size of literal watermelons. They were so big that there was bearly enough space on his torso. And they were his, all his. Jeff could touch them whenever he wanted.
And he proceeded to do so. He rubbed, lifted, and groped his boobs. They felt heavy in his hands. But weightless on his chest. They were perfectly perky. Just like how he wanted them. As Jeff explored his new flesh, he made a discovery. Instead of nipples, all three of his boobs had vaginas. Jeff fingered his vagina-nipples. He blushed and but his lip.
But, further exploration of his breasts would have to wait. There was much more of his body to explore.
Jeff was disappointed by his arms. While is was true that his arms were supple, blemishless masterworks, he only had two of them. Jeff wanted to have more! But, if he didn't have multiple arm and Jeff was certain he only had the one head, then that would mean-
Jeff looked down at his body again. Passed his boobs that got in the way, he could see his legs. His beautiful, feminine legs. He had three of them, all lined up in a row. In his duel crotches, Jeff had two pussies with no signs of his original penis.
Frustrated, Jeff stood up. He searched his entire body for a sign of a penis anywhere. But, it was gone. Jeff was now part of the 60% of men that lost their manhood.