"Stay calm Katie, I'll see if there's anything in the refrigerator that can fix you."
While Tiff frantically rummaged through the refrigerator Katie slumped down in a corner, whimpering softly. She was a freak, unable to talk and horrific to look at. It was also terribly uncomfortable, the cock was far to large for her to fit in her mouth and made swallowing very difficult. It wasn't that she couldn't swallow, it was just that when she did the movements of her mouth and tongue felt both strange and pleasant, making her nervous that it would become erect again. Swallowing very cautiously she realized that she couldn't get the cock to sit properly in her mouth again, it was like there was something under it.
She took it gingerly in her hands, able to both feel and taste the sweat on her palms, she tried to put it into place. It didn't work and now she could feel something pressing against the back of her bottom teeth. Afraid of what she would find she prodded gingerly at the soft, fleshy mass. Smooth, thin skin coated a pair of lumps that shifted under touch. Whatever they were, they were growing fairly rapidly until they pushed out over her teeth, there they stopped. Afraid of making her tongue orgasm again she explored the new addition to her mouth, feeling that it was sort of attached to her tongue. Cupping it in her hand she tested its weight and feel and groaned when she realized what it was. To go with her new cock she had grown a set of balls, all inside her mouth. And if that wasn't bad enough she began to feel a pressure in her bladder, reminding her that it had been quite a while since she had gone to the bathroom.
Tiff was still looking through the refrigerator, muttering to herself as she did. Katie didn't have a way of expressing her need to her friend and didn't want to wander through the house on her own. The pressure in her bladder was getting even worse, accompanied by a feeling in the back of her throat like she was about to throw up.
Rushing over to the kitchen sink she leaned over it and opened her mouth wide only to feel an odd relaxing sensation in her cock as a stream of urine began to flow from it. It was absolutely repulsive, she could taste it and while the cum had been sort of nice this was disgusting.
The flow slowed to a drip and she shook her head to make the last drops go faster and when that didn't clear the taste away she lifted up her shirt to wipe it, not caring about dirtying her clothes. Such an action was a mistake because as she rubbed she felt little jolts of pleasure run from the cock to her mouth and a stirring in her new balls.
Just as she was getting hard again she heard Tiff shout, "I found it!"