As exciting as a break in seemed to him, he just saw too many possible problems. The biggest one being he had no idea where they even kept the stuff. He didn't magically get all the knowledge he needed. He'd have to bluff his way passed the magically inclined people without arousing suspicion.
He inspected at his stash of ingredients. He had no illusions, taking any of them wasn't magically going to turn his pussy back into a dick permanently. But he was curious what it would do.
Alec examined the weird sausage in the jar. It really looked like sausage with a ridiculous white wig. He snickered as he imagined some googly eyes on the brown skin.
Andrea had been careful not to touch it, so it would be safe to assume touching it was enough to trigger a response. Now the only question is, where should he touch it?
Would touching it with his fingers cause them to become dicks? Should he wear gloves and rub the "sausage" over his v..crotch? Maybe he should just stick it in? He moved uncomfortably. Yes, he's already had fingers in there. But the thought of pushing this thick sausage in his sensitive folds made his crotch tingle.
Alec didn't want to mess up his new gloves. So he instead opted to wrap his hand up in some fabric. That should be enough, right?
He carefully opened one of the jars, half expecting the weird fruit to jump out at him. But nothing happened. It just sat there, looking fabulous in its white fluffy wig.
Now did he need the white stuff or the thing itself? He carefully pulled some of the white fluff off of the sausage.
Carefully looking at it, he found it a wool-like structure.
He pulled down his pants and, just above where his folds started he dabbed the white fluff on his skin. Just a quick touch. He didn't want to overdo it and end up with a dick the size of a man.
It felt soft. He waited. Nothing happened. Maybe it needed a longer touch? He carefully held it on his skin again, while counting to 5.
At the count of five he felt something. A soft tingle, followed by the feeling of his skin being stretched. He removed his hands and watched. Before his wide eyes a growth started just above his vagina. A small nub pushed out, slowly elongating and thickening. A feeling, that at best could be described as his organs reorganizing started in his abdomen. It wasn't painful, was the best he could say about it.
The growth slowly grew to a pinky size, before the tip suddenly opened into a small slit. Extra skin moved around it. Before long a small penis dangled just above his vagina. It was the spitting image of his long lost tool. Even if it seemed a little smaller than he remembered.
He put the fluff away and grabbed it. The reassuring feel of a solid, yet soft and slightly sensitive part that he'd missed so much.
He knew exactly what he wanted to do now!
He stood happily at the toilet, relieving himself. He never thought he'd missing peeing standing up so much. It took a little extra concentration to keep the urine from also leaking from his pussy. But it was worth the effort.
He looked at himself in the mirror. Such a strange sight, a man, naked from the waist down. A normal sized penis, but no balls and just behind the penis he could see the start of his vagina. Did his dick seem bigger again?
He left the bathroom back into the bedroom. The familiar feel of his dick moving around below him was a joy.