“EEP! My dick vanished!”
At least, that’s what I thought at first. Then again, if that were the case, why’d my nuts suddenly grow to the size of softballs? I checked the rest of my undercarriage, and the pussy was still there. All there was left of my dick was this thick, puckered donut covered in fur.
“Bro,” Carlos said, “I don’t think that your dick vanished. I think it like… tucked into a sheath?”
“Dude, what?”
“It’s fine, my dad’s a vet,” Carlos explained, “it’s a thing with most mammals that they have retractable dicks that kinda just hang out inside a sheath… Dad uses the word prepuce, but like, sheath is easier to say?”
“Okay, slow it down,” I said, “I have a retractable penis?”
“Looks like it, man,” Carlos nodded.
“So like… how do I get it to… get out?”
Carlos thought for a moment, and then told me, with the most seriousness he could muster, “Masturbate.”
I was all like “Wat?”
Then he was all like “Or look up some porn or something, I dunno?”
So then I realized was like “… … … Sure?!”
I grabbed my phone and started thumbing through PornHub thumbnails to try and get my one eyed naked rat to come out of his hole. That’s a hell of a euphemism! What it means is, I tried to give myself an erection to get my dick to come out of its sheath.
To my amazement, when it did poke out and come to full chub, it had apparently undergone a similar growth to my nuts. Bro, the fucking thing was like an easy fourteen inches long. That’s not even mentioning the girth on it, my god! I was getting light headed just looking at it! Plus, this thing grew from basically seven times its original size when it was hidden away in its hole, so this was a monster of a grower. Really the least weird abnormality about it was that it wasn’t rat dick shaped. It was human dick shaped.
Carlos shrieked “Bro, that’s your dick?!”
I was like “Dude, I know, right?”
Then Carlos was basically crying like “Put that thing away, girl! No one wants to see that shit!”
So I was like “Bro you can’t get rid of a boner on demand, you gotta give it a minute! Okay look,” so I grabbed my pillow and hid my dick underneath, “There, problem solved!”
Carlos started calming down a little bit, saying something like “I learned to deal with you walking around bottomless when we were five! This… this funky voodoo shit is gonna take a lot more time to deal with!”
So after everything called down, we called it a night and went to sleep. Woke up at noon again after that, went home the long way this time, and went up to my room to process what was going on. This all started last Tuesday when I developed a pussy. Then a tail on Wednesday… became a girl with a dick on Thursday… the fur started on Friday… boobs Saturday… and finally Sunday bestowed me with a monster cock that lived inside its own fuzzy sheath. What was it the Old Crone said still needed to happen to me?
I was still too tall, my thighs and belly were still too skinny, and my face was still human.
Three more days of this, potentially. I wished that it would all just be over with all at once. Why did I have to suffer through this for so long?!
… Why does the idea of going full on rat appeal so much?