Her legs continued to sprint covering the last leg of her run through San Diego, avoiding most traffic and people nimbly.
Jen prayed that she would run into someone, anyone before she hit the sea. She would even settle for a huge body builder guy, just not these huge legs. Just moments later she came upon a Tuna Harbor Park, and right in her path was a statue, two figures, a man and a woman embraced in a kiss, nearly as tall as the stripper statue was. Jen cried out as she bashed into both figures at once, and what happened next horrified her. She looked down at the statue to see that both sets of legs were replaced by her one, and their clothes had merged to be like a stripper's costume of what they were wearing. She gulped and looked down. Her waist had been pushed forward slightly and she still had her stipper skirt, underneath that was the massive and noticeable bulge of her new and giant manhood.
She groaned as her legs stood there letting her take them in as if to gloat, both sets of legs, set so that one was between the other, were female. The changes were strange to take in, both of her legs were now clad in hot red go go boot that reached above her knees and she felt a breeze that confirmed her dread even further that she now was officially a hermaphrodite. Having gloated long enough her legs slowly walked toward the last few meters of her trek toward the pacific. Jen could have screamed and begged, but instead her head in one hand with frustration.
"Damn it." She groaned. "This in my life?"
And with those words the waters of the pacific washed over her feet cementing her onto her new eighteen foot tall set of legs. She turned and strode off through the park, her feet thundering underneath her as the walked the through the city in reverse, starting the long walk back home. She new there would be no way to get a ride with these damned things. She strode out into the mountains as it grew dark.