The changed feet was bewildering, but not as bewildering as when Johnny looked down his trunks and saw to his shock that his penis had grown smaller.
Attention quickly shifted to his hands, the fingers beginning to develop the same translucent, gelatinous webbing between them. And, like his toenails, his fingernails popped off his fingers and thumbs, and and vanished into the ocean where they fell. The skin turned a similar shade of pale bluegreen, as scales grew there too.
"Now my hands are webbed!" Johnny exclaimed.
when he looked down his trunks, he gaped.
his penis was now a little smaller.
He couldn't believe his eyes as he held his bizarrely itching arms in front of his face; as long thin rigid spines erupted from in between his digits, and rippled down the sides of his arms too. Webbing clung to them as fins were formed, and the scales continued to cover his skin, slowly coating it with a slimy film.
Immediately, he found it was much too difficult to pull his trunks off; since his hands were no longer hands, his fingers could hardly bend, so he pushed his trunks off his body, and they slid down his legs, and he wriggled his webbed feet outta them, and then, he lay on the deck of his boat, naked as the day he was born.
He saw that his dick was now half the size it used to be. and all the hairs around it had fallen off.