After staring at it for a few moments, Hannah stood up and walked over to the mirror, standing far enough back so she could see her entire body.
Nothing else had changed. Her hair was still the shiny black mane that she worked so hard to maintain. Her facial features were still soft and seductive, her eyes still the same shimmering emeralds. She ran her hands over her breasts, squeezing and cupping them to make sure they were really there.
The sensations she felt as her palms grazed her nipples sent shockwaves of pleasure throughout her thin body, and she watched in shocked awe as her new member began to grow.
"What the fuck happened to me last night," she wondered out loud, still unable to recall.
Hannah had assumed, upon waking with a mild headache, that she had gone out after work and gotten wasted. Now she was starting to doubt that very much. Something major had to have happened. "A girl doesn't suddenly grow a dick overnight," she whispered, still entranced by its continuing growth.
It was at least eight inches long now and she couldn't resist anymore.
All other considerations aside, when was she ever going to have this chance again. Hannah, holding her breath, reached down and grazed the tender flesh of her shaft with her delicate fingers. She could feel the ripples traveling from the tip of her erection to the tips of her engorged nipples.
"Ohhh..." she moaned, releasing her breath.
Hannah had given a few handjobs in her day, and had a pretty good idea as to how men masturbated. Wrapping her hand tightly around her cock, she began to stroke it slowly.
"Yeah...Mmmm...Ohhh," she moaned, leaning forward and gripping the counter top for support. As the feelings intensified, she started to understand why men spent so much time trying to get laid.
"Fuck...Oh god," she gasped between quick breaths.
She continued to quicken her pace. She could actually feel her balls tightening, and realized at the last moment what was happening.
"I'm cumming!" she moaned as the tip of her dick sprayed its sticky white cum all over the counter and sink. Some even splattered on the mirror.
Without realizing what she was doing, caught in the moment, Hannah lifted her sticky fingers to her pouty red lips and licked them clean. Her cum tasted salty, just like the real thing.
Coming down from her best orgsam in a long time, she remembered that she really did have to go to work. Wiping herself off with a towel, completely ignoring the messes she had made, she made her way back to her bedroom.
"Definitely baggy bottoms," she decided as she was settling on her outfit. It wouldn't do for this secret to get out.
Lighting a cigarette to help calm her still trembling body, Hannah noticed a white DVD sleeve on her nightstand. Her name was written on it in magic marker.
For an instant her mind was plunged into darkness and she felt trapped, and then it was gone...