Odd you think as why the man was so forceful to remind you only sex with women. What would he think you were, gay, a fiend, or what?
The sudden feeling for a good health piss makes one look about for a restroom. The blue sign ahead points down an alley and soon youwalk into the cold room.
As you walk in several men zip up quickly and rush out to leave you in peace and calm. Looking about you up zip the pants and hands search for the opening in underwear. The cloth is bulged out as your new body is increased the sexual equipment as well.
Fingers poke into the jockey shorts but seem to find only two huge balls. A tendon runs up toward your belly as something totally new. Well standing here at the urinal won't do so you make your way around the corner to a handicapped stall.
This area is big enough to turn around inside and you quickly drop the pants and jockey shorts.
What you see makes a need to see the card drawn which is in the shirt pocket. The card looks different as you see a dark figure of a man standing at a mirror.
Looking down, your legs are covered in thick black hairs. Those balls are also covered in black hair and have become as like softball size. The odd tendon attaches the ballsac and stretches up under your shirt.
Lifting the shirt up you get the sight of a large hairy fleshed pouch now attached to the lower abdomin. A finger pokes into the strange fat opening which is surrounded by long corse hairs. The chill of that room touches your senses and in horror you watch something press out into the light.
A wrinkled knob, then a wrinkled pink shaft growns longer, and longer. As it presses outward the wrinkles fill and smooth out. Larger and longer it grows to about two feet long. Arched over it has a natural ached form as if made that way for some purpose.
Now hard as nails, now long and willing the feeling of a churning in the balls spells certain release. In seconds the feel of moving semen being forced along the shaft's length. Preasure builds as if you are so to explode the load into the air.
Turning just in time you point the rod toward the toilet bowl and watch the results. Streams of hot cum and round globs of sticky semen spew out into the bowl. Flood after flood of semen roars from the end of the cock to cover the bowl and water in yellow semen.
As the sensual feeling subsides a pain in the butt makes you turn a grab you ass. A bulge just above the anus is what you know to be a tail growing. A tail for the bullish self you are now.