Doug flushed and then said "I'd rather stay male, whatever my species."
Madame Illusia nodded with a smile. "You like being male? Let's see why." She made a gesture, and Doug's clothing vanished. Some of the audience chuckled - he was not small, but certainly not better than average in the manhood department. The witch said "Well, you do not have to be ashamed, but perhaps something a bit larger would be appropriate?" She reached down and grabbed Doug's penis. He flushed even redder, but then looked puzzled and then gasped.
Where Madame Illusia's hand had almost covered his genitals completely, he now filled and pushed out from her fingers. When she let go, he had at least ten inches and was till coming erect, with testicles the size of golf balls. She smiled again. "Now you can really enjoy being male."
She looked out at the audience. "Doug is now a very potent male. But what kind of male should he be? Do you think he is hung like a horse? Should he make herds of cows happy? Breed like a rabbit? Is he a horny goat? Tell me, what animal will he spend the rest of his life as?"