Jen fairly quickly surmised that her bizarre circumstance had to have been the cause of her current predicament. This realization came after some more prodding, groping, and enough pinching to confirm that she was indeed not dreaming and her face and genitals had swapped positions. A brief look in her standing mirror confirmed her worst fears, and the slightly panicking Jen rushed back to the magical spray, her movements somewhat jumbled by her face’s stationary position in her crotch.
Picking up the spray, she leveled it at her face, figuring that if spritzing her face had done this, surely it could reverse it as well. Closing her eyes and mouth tight, she sprayed her newly positioned face. She didn’t feel a sneezed come on this time, but something had definitely changed. Almost instantly Jen noticed a new smell, musky and familiar, and her nose was beginning to itch from something brushing up against her nostrils. She tried to ask out loud what it was, but found that she could not speak, and instead where her lips should be was the odd sensation of something heavy tugging down and over her chin. Looking down, she saw first a bushy tuft of hair, the same color as hers, and beyond that, a large fleshy appendage extended beyond her vision, although it was rising as she watched on in horror.
She fell prmoptly on her ass, wincing as the massive ballsack now attached to her groin slapped the floor heavily as her cock, her extremely long piece of meat continued to engorge itself until it was erect at what Jen had to guess was about a foot and a half of solid dick meat.
A trembling hand reached out and grabbed the shaft that occluded her vision, and she would have gasped at the sensation. Instead, she reflexively pumped her hips and came to a horrific realization: her new appendage was long enough that had she wanted to, she could face fuck her relocated pussy quite easily…