What Kara assumed was a blanket had actually been Henry’s foreskin. She was hanging upside down with her torso resting against his balls. Her upper body had shrank during their conjoinment. She had effectively replacing the end of his cock.
“Unbelievable...” Henry exclaimed. “Is that really you?”
“Of course it’s me!” She argued. “I can’t believe this... I’m your dick now?”
Aside from the fact that Kara was sticking out of his foreskin, his cock must have been at least twice as large as before. The added weight new girth, along with her upper body felt very weird. Though not nearly as odd as her hands as she tugged on the skin and investigated what used to be her legs. Henry was somewhere between disturbed and aroused, though the latter seemed to be winning out as Kara rose upward. Heat pumped into her from Henry’s massive body and her mouth began to water.
“What the fuck! Are you turned on by this?”
“I’m not doing it on purpose...” He reasoned. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have stayed... I should have just gone home.”
Aside from the rush of blood, Kara realized that she could also feel his anxiety. She swallowed a mouthful of excess saliva, then twisted to face him; surprising them both with prehensile movements. Perhaps surprising Henry even more since an erection, even partial, should have been rigid. He shivered from the feeling of blood being forced through her twisted torso.
Kara ignored the unusual sensation as best she could. “Don’t apologize... This is my fault too. I don’t know what came over me last night... I-...I shouldn’t have done that.”
“So... What should we do now?” Henry hesitated, still unsure how to handle having a girl for a penis.
Kara knew her options and wondered if she should make the most obvious suggestion...