“Too right…” shouted Jennifer. “…I’m out!”
“What? You can’t go!” shouted Morgana.
“Too right I can! I’m not going to sit around here whilst you screw with our bodies anymore. Heck, what you’ve done to me is fucked up enough, but as I said, i’m sure there’s a pretty penny to be made!” postured the buxom blonde.
“Are you mental?” questioned Lucy “You grew that thing by letting Morgana fuck you. You stick that in more women and who knows how far this epidemic will spread!”
“Wow, you’re right!” responded Jennifer. “I could be rich, might even set myself up down the docks, offering a magic ‘sex-change’ service… Worth a punt! See ya gals!”
Stunned, the girls watched as Jennifer dressed in her normal clothes and left.
Tabitha squeaked “I… I’m going to. My fiancé will surely be looking for me by now - if I explain what happened, I’m sure he’ll still love me. I mean... we can get married as normal, nobody need know."
As she rose from her seat and proceeded to get dressed (pulling her dainty lacy panties up awkwardly over her bulging testicles) Lucy approached the girl, obviously still wracked with guilt about the part she played in her predicament...
"Listen, Tabitha, don't do this. We can work on somethi..."
"Lucy, it's fine. I know you're feeling bad, but don't! I agreed to this. Morgana has given me a generous pile of gold coins that should do us fine until we're married..."
"But surely..."
"It's fine. We're both religious and we've agreed not to sleep together until we've tied the knot. Who knows, maybe he's never seen a lady nude before and I can convince him we all have them! Anyway, I haven't needed a wee since the change either, so... every cloud!" Tabitha gave a little giggle.
Lucy smiled at Tabitha and then hugged her.
"If I get out of here, with or without a penis, let's meet up?"
"Ok Lucy, see ya!"
Tabitha left quietly.
Lucy looked around. Naomi was staring into the distance through the window and there was no sign of Morgana or Kat.