He was relatively normal from his waist up, but below that were three fleshy limbs that could best be described as tentacles. Though somehow they looked more familiar than that. Kara and Henry soon made the connection as their eyes traveled down the length and found that the ends were cock heads. Each larger than a fist. There was no denying it. The skin was slightly wrinkled and even had visible veins in some places.
The entire time they had been talking, Frank had been balanced on a tripod of dicks. His legs were completely replaced and where his normal genitals should have been were just creases where the wrinkled skin transitioned into his torso.
Henry seemed unfazed by the exposure, but Kara felt goosebumps running down her spine. Three impossibly large cocks were pressed into the floor only a few yards from where she was standing. A constant feeling of arousal was making her wet. She managed to shake it off, but knew that it wouldn’t be long before she’d need to do something about it. On top of that, her breasts were feeling more firm; likely in need of another milking session.
“Oh my god...” Henry started. “You’d put a horse to shame with those!”
“Stop that!” Kara blushed. “They... Don’t hurt, do they?” I mean... You’re standing on them...”
“No... It’s just like the last change.” Frank assured her. “They feel different, but weirdly normal. It didn’t even take me long to figure out how to walk with them.”
“That would totally suck to step on a Lego brick...” Henry said. “Or maybe you’d enjoy it... Shit... I don’t know what you’re into...”
Frank couldn’t help laughing at the comment. “Guess I’ll need to watch my step...”
He flexed the three shafts, bending down to retrieve the blanket. It was a very strange to see dicks moving like that, but he didn’t seem hindered. In fact, these prehensile dicks seemed to articulate far more than an ordinary leg could have. He draped the blanket back over his shoulders and closed it around his torso, effectively hiding the phallic limbs.
“There you have it...” Frank added. “I’ve become some kind of penis monster.”
“All you have to do is jerk off again...” Henry shrugged. “Hard to say what you might get next, but maybe you’ll grow your legs back...”
Kara through for a moment, glancing around the quiet apartment. Frank must have been out of the loop since he didn’t have a television.
“We’ve been watching the news back in my apartment. Would you like to join us?” Kara suggested. “You’re welcome to come by if you aren’t planning to do anything else...”