Jen felt silly as she looked at her twin dicks in the mirror. She shook her head and felt them slapping against her cheeks. She was done masturbating, but not quite finished having fun. She pushed one into her mouth, then carefully positioned the other to look like a cigar. She could tense the muscles and pinch down with her lips to force it to stick out straight.
With the cock sticking out like a cigar, she attempted a thick accent and mumbled, “I’m gonna make him an offer he can’t refuse...”
The impression was hardly accurate. Everything she said was muffled. She spat out the second cock, laughed, then continued to experiment. She stuck them out as far as she could. Apparently the limit was right where they divided from the more tongue like half that connected to the back of her mouth. She could force another half inch or so, but it wasn’t easy. She ran her fingers along different parts and was surprised to see that the tips seemed to be able to taste the saltiness of the dried cum. There wasn’t any sort of taste response down the shafts, except right around where they connected to the more normal end in her mouth.
She tested how hard she could bit them before they hurt. Resilient, but definitely painful with too much pressure. It was pretty much what she’d have experienced if she slowly bit down on her normal tongue. Guy’s always seemed so defensive when it came to their privates. Was a real penis more sensitive to pain than the pair in her mouth? She had no way to know.
She spent several more minutes playing with the flaccid cocks in front of the vanity. Finally, she turned the knob to start the water. She stepped into the water as soon as it felt warm. She lathered soap onto her breast and stomach. She had spent so long playing with them that the cum had become dry and tacky. It still came off easily with soap. She could taste bitterness as she rubbed the suds against her two cocks. It was a little weird and she couldn’t help thinking that she was ‘washing her mouth out with soap.’ Something her mom used to threaten when she or her sister cussed.
She lathered soap down her arms and legs, making sure to clean her bottom and groin. Last, she scrubbed shampoo into her hair and rinsed it all away. She managed to taste a bit more as the soapy water ran down her face. For whatever reason, she never thought to transform them back as she cleaned herself off.
Once rinsed, she shook off the excess water and toweled herself dry. She pulled her panties and t-shirt, then stepped out of the bathroom...