Ty wentnto his bedroom, and locked the door. He got undressed, and lay on his bed. He'd never expected that he'd get aroused by thinking about clothes dryers and phone apps, and yet here he was. He started masturbating, and trying to think of Lisa, but the clothes dryer and phone apps kept intruding into his thoughts. He forced himself to think only about Lisa, and his experiences with her. How she'd asked him to become stretchy, and worked her tiny body into his urethra, and had him jack off. How she'd literally become his cock, and his multiple cocks after that. And how once, she'd become his cum. As he was stroking himself, he made his cock bigger, as he'd often done with Lisa. And then, almost without thinking about it, he turned it into two cocks, stroking one with each hand.
He'd first done that, having two cocks, just before Lisa first visited him. After he'd force her to fall in love with him, which he still felt ashamed about. But having two cocks felt awesome then, as he masturbated, and even better when she had sucked him off, and then had intercourse with him. He'd had to transform her to have two pussies, because she couldn't squeeze both of his giant cocks into just one. And although she'd been very surprised to discover she had two pussies, far more surprised than when she saw he had two cocks, she loved it.
Well, Lisa wasn't here now, so he could only think of her as he continued to stroke his cocks. But thinking of her pushed him over the edge, and he had a tremendous orgasm, shooting thick ropes of cum everywhere.
He rested, enjoying the afterglow, and thoughts of phone apps and clothes dryers started intruding again. He was glad for the sexual release, but sad that he'd had to do it himself, without Lisa. He wondered whether she was as frustrated as he.
He waved his hand, and all the cum and sweat vanished. He got up, went across the hall and took a shower, a bit sad that he couldn't just use the en suite he'd created for Lisa, as he'd been doing most of the time before the grounding. He could create one off his own bedroom, of course, and it would take no real effort at all, but somehow he just didn't really feel like doing it. He looked at the clock, and saw that he still had quite a while before Mark would get home, and they would have dinner.
He sat at his desk, and opened one of his school books. "May as well do some of my homework," he thought. Funny, how Lisa and June were so enamored of doing their work in app form. He'd tried it, and he had enjoyed it. It definitely saved time. But he didn't seem to mind just doing his own homework the old-fashioed way.
As he was finishing up his homework, and starting to wonder what transformations Lisa and June would want next, there was a knock at his bedroom door.