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Bree's Dolphin Dong

Bree made up her mind. "I'mma buy the dolphin wang."

Krystal fist-bumped her friend. "Rock on, Bree! That thing looks majorly badass."

Bree picked up the dick box. "You comin' with me, Krys?"

"Sure," said Krys, following Bree to the Changing Room. "I wouldn't fucking miss this for the goddamn world."

Once the two girls were in the Changing Room, Bree undressed. "Alright, girl! I be so damn ready! How we do this?"

Krystal ran a hand through her new mop of kinky curls. "You need to get rid of your pussy first. See, that's mine lying right there on the bench. I'm gonna sell it to Circe when we're done here, just like Jameela did with her old dick. MY dick." For effect, Krys thrust her hips and flopped her new penis around. "You remove your cunt by taking this cream and rubbing it into your crotch. Your vag should come right the fuck off."

"Got it," Bree said. The African-American girl took a handful of the cream and massaged it gently into her shaven pussy. After a few minute's Bree's vagina came off in her hand.

"You're doin' great," Krystal said. "Now you take your cock and hold it to your crotch and think about it merging with your body. Then it just fucking happens."

"Right," said Bree. She opened the box and held the strange pink tentacle to her unoccupied mound. She imagined the aquatic dong as a part of her body, as she own dick. As her thoughts grew in intensity, Bree felt sinewy ropes of skin shoot out of the dick and grow into her own flesh. Soon, the cock was 100% attached to her. Next, the dolphin cock retracted into the black girl's body, leaving a slight not entirely different-looking from her old pussy (minus the plump inner lips).

"Ooh, ninja wang!" Bree giggled. "I likee. Nice 'n' stealthy." Growing aroused at the thought of her animalistic penis, Bree watched it poke out of her slit as it became erect.

Krys grinned. "Fuck yeah! That thing's seriously—Oh my fucking Christ, look!"

Bree looked from Krystal's look of horror to the dolphin cock. Rubbery grey skin was surrounding the pink tentacle-like organ, and it was radiating out over Bree's thighs and lower belly.

"It's just like how my dick fucking turned me black, only it's turning you into... some kind of weird-ass dolphin girl."

Bree reached down and felt her transformed skin. It felt thick, slick, and rubbery to the touch. It continued to slowly creep over more and more of Bree's body.

"How 'bout that?" Bree remarked. "I gonna be a dolphin bitch."

Krystal scoffed. "You're taking this all very fucking calmly!"

Bree shrugged. "Shit, I done come here to transform, why not go all the way?"

"I'm gonna have a hard enough fucking time explaining to my friends and family why I'm motherfucking black now!" Krystal cried exasperatedly. "Even complete fucking strangers are gonna want answers about why the holy fuck you're a goddamn dolphin! You'd better have some pretty damn convincing shit to tell them."

"I guess," Bree mused. "Kinda late now though, huh?"

"Hey, I just had a fucking brainwave!" said Krystal. "You willed the dick on. Maybe you can think away these damn side effects."

"I'mma give it a shot, homegirl," answered Bree. She concentrated hard, imagining the grey, glistening skin retreating back towards the dick. Before long, she saw it happening. Rather than radiating outwards, the rubbery epidermis began to sink inwards. More and more of Bree's skin took on its human color and texture, her penis being her last dolphin quality by the end.

"Yeah, it workin'," Bree said, somewhat wistfully. "Shame I never got to see myself as a dolphin-human hybrid though."

"It's more important to be able to keep living on this planet without becoming a fucking government research project," said Krystal as she began to focus on restoring herself.

Bree watched as Krystal's hair uncurled and her skin returned to its Caucasian coloring, lost in thought. This was a magic store full of infinite possibilities. Wasn't it a bit limiting to ignore every transformation that people would notice? On the other, hand, maybe Krys was right. They couldn't stay in the shop forever, after all.


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