Sam’s finger rested on the transformation option and it seemed that pointing was all it took to trigger the change. She lost control, pushed her chair back and stood up to undo her skirt. It fell, followed soon after by her panties. She pulled her feet free and kicked the cloths away just as one limp cock slid out. A moment later, her second penis slipped free. The tighter opening forced her foreskin back, revealing the bulbous head. The feeling made both throb. Without her panties to hold them in, they were free to droop several inches past her labia.
“You could have waited until we got upstairs!” Sam whispered as she sat back down.
“Where’s the fun in that?” Jen taunted.
During the entire transition, her parents continued to eat as if everything was ordinary. Just as Jen had experienced with her naked breasts, Sam was safe from anyone knowing that she changed. Almost everyone... Cassie’s face had turned deep red. She wasn’t sure whether to laugh or run. Jen slid the napkin her way and pointed towards the transformation. That was enough to alleviate Cassie’s concerns, but didn’t come soon enough to hide her embarrassment from Sam’s dad, who asked if she was alright. She nodded and shoved a handful of fries into her mouth to avoid a conversation.
“Must be that joke I keep missing.” He said.
“What joke?” Sam’s mom asked.
“Sam asked me to find something out of place.” He explained. “I think Cassie might pass out if I don’t figure it out soon.”
Both parents looked them over, still unable to recognize how strange it was that Jen was only a few inches of fabric from being completely topless. The only thing that seemed odd was Cassie’s red cheeks and occasional giggling.
“I’m not seeing it...” Sam’s mom said after looking them over. “Did one of you get a haircut?”
Sam let out a sigh, pushed her chair away from the table, then climbed up onto it. She aimed her groin towards them and repeated the question. Once again, they looked her over and were unable to find anything unusual. Quite an accomplishment given that, aside from not wearing pants, she had birthed two semi-hard penises. Sam gestured to her crotch and asked if her unusual genitals seemed ordinary.
“You’ve been like that all your life.” Dad replied.
“Please don’t stand on the chair...” Mom added.
“So you really don’t care that I’ve got two dicks here? Or that I’m not wearing any pants?” Sam asked.
“Of course not. You never wear pants.” Mom shrugged. “Now please sit back down and finish your supper.”
Sam carefully stepped down. “Nice work Jen...”