A familiar feeling was pushing on his bladder. A quick glance towards the toilet reminded him that he hadn’t used the restroom since yesterday. Kara’s situation would soon go from bad to worse, but he decided not to mention it just yet. He closed the lid and placed his cloths on the seat, then turned on the water and waited for it to warm up.
“You alright?” He asked, glancing down at Kara.
“I’m fine...” She replied. “This really doesn’t bother me like I imagine it should.”
“Yea...” He agreed. “I had four arms yesterday. I should have been freaking out, but something about it just felt... Normal.”
“I imagine Julia would agree.” Kara laughed.
“Yea... She handled her pussy mouth situation really well.” He laughed. “Same goes for your neighbor with those dick legs...”
“Funny thing. Frank and I aren’t too different now...” Kara shrugged. “His lower half was dicks... My lower half is a dick... Seems to me, this outbreak has had a few recurring themes.”
Henry grinned as he stepped into the warm shower and pulled the curtain shut. At first, he let the water hit his back, then coordinated with Kara to get her cleaned up. He dabbed a small amount of soap on his palm and held it down in front of her so she could gather some on her hands to scrub her arms and torso. They both blushed as he lathered the rest onto his balls and around his thighs and legs. Kara was essentially a self stroking penis. And of course, this mild stimulation was making her rigid again. This time, she didn’t blame him for it. She really enjoyed the way it felt; though she was distracted by another less pleasant pressure building in his bladder. She knew it was only a matter of time before they would need to relieve it.
Henry didn’t give his partially erect dick girl much though as he scrubbed his upper body. While the situation was definitely a bit lewd, he didn’t suggest cleaning off to take advantage of her. He was genuinely feeling sweaty and sticky and hated the idea of going out like that. Kara could sense some of that and never became fully erect, even though she found some parts of her body to be surprisingly sensitive. Most notable was where his foreskin attached to her torso. She lathered soap into the folds and scrubbed them clean, occasionally asking Henry to move her under the water to rinse off excess suds. It was a fairly standard procedure until Henry turned just enough for a jet to drum against her side.
She was completely caught off guard as her torso flexed involuntarily. She shook it off and worked quickly to rinse off the remaining soap while Henry rinsed any remaining suds from his legs...