Jen tried desperately to calm her down, but there was no getting through to her former squad mate turned penis. Eventually the bus reached another house and Jessica came aboard. She was a stereotypical goth girl, with paper white skin, raven black hair with dark red highlights cut just above her neck. She sported many piercings, including her ears, nose, lip, and belly button which was exposed thanks to her black zip up halter top, showing her well toned white midriff. Her arms were clad in fingerless fishnets showing off her sharp dark purple nails, she also wore denim short shorts and matching fishnet leggings that lead to a pair of platform black thigh high boots, adding to her already ridiculous 7 feet of height.
The goth made her way to the back of the bus, chains from both her outfit, jewelry, and piercings jingling like spurs on a cowboy, then paused and glanced at Jen and the panicking Samantha through her heavily eye shadowed eyes.
“Uuuuhhh, need some help with your… cock there Jenifer?” She asked in her typical monotone.
“No everything’s fine, I have it under control.” She lied, then Jessica vanished along with all her clothes.
Jen’s balls gurgled, then swelled to the size of golf balls.
To the left of Sam a lump formed, this one much paler than Jen’s skin tone or Sam’s slightly tanned flesh. The white veiny lump inflated turning inside out like Sam had only it also had the addition of three stud piercings along the bottom of the shaft Jen could feel. The growth stopped one it reached 7 inches, taller then Sam’s 5 but also not as girthy which made sense since Jess was very thin. The foreskin parted and Jen was now starring at the back of Jess’s shrunken head.
Much like Sam (who had stopped hyperventilating when she felt the balls grow a bit behind her) the head was capable of turning 180 degrees and did so looking up at Jen, revealing she still had her eye shadow, hair dye, and dark purple lip stick, along with her nose, lip, and ear rings. Unlike Sam though, she didn’t seam too phased by what just happened.
“Ah, I see, you must’ve gotten a curse, and now I’m caught up in it.” She looked around a bit and wiggled, before giving the dick version of a shrug “oh well…”
Sam and Jen blinked at her.
“How can you be so calm after becoming someone’s PENIS!?” Samantha yelled, mirroring Jen’s own thoughts.
“It was bound to happen eventually living in this town.” Jess answered as she looked down a bit at her. “Plus there are worse curses to have happen to you, like my older brother.” Jess shuddered at the memory making Jen bite her lip a bit.
“Still,” she continued “Now I don’t have to worry about studying for college, finding a job, paying bills, or searching for the one. Just hanging out here and occasionally processing some waist. At least I keep my identity, appearance, sense of self, and personality traits.”
Jess looked around a bit at her tube body, scrunching up and getting a feel for herself and her piercings.
“Speaking of which, Jenny girl if it’s not too much trouble think you could pick up some kind of fishnet cock sock after school? Nice of the curse to let me keep some of my piercings in my shaft body but I just feel more comfortable if I had something tight like that rapped around me…”