Sexy RetCon: Random Role Reversal

Unending BE - episode 525520

"Wait a sec'." Jim was confused. "Didn't we give Jolene a dick?"
Rick looked at him like he was crazy. "What, another? Come on, Jim, don't be silly. We got rid of her cock and gave her effective depth in proportion with how far she 'ate out' that pervy vendor's bananas, remember?"
'Got rid of'... Jim thought. But that would mean...

Onscreen, Amber was looking more and more hot and bothered. Suddenly, a heretofore imperceptible penis whipped into an erection of considerable length. Jim flinched upon seeing its size: " 'sgotta be two-and-a-half feet!" he muttered. Rick was non-plussed: "Yeah, that's about how long your average chick is." 'Your average'... Jim put two and two together, except he got two possible answers: Either somebody was messing with reality and leaving his memories intact, or somebody had altered his mind. Or maybe both, but that's ridiculous. Even though he had the wand, Rick didn't seem a likely candidate: either he didn't value his own mind, or he had an inhumanly perfect poker face, neither of which was probable. He saw no way around whatever had happened, so he decided to enjoy the show. And what a show it was...

Jolene had abandoned Amber's chest, suckling instead on one of her own swollen mammaries. While Jim had been lost in thought, she'd spawned a small litter of hyperactive fairy children, who clustered around their mother, responding to some voiceless prompting; kneading here, nipping there. Jolene and Amber moved toward the fridge, Jolene's entourage in tow, though Amber appeared to be contemplating what Jim realized was the normal female method of masturbation in the world in which he found himself, augmented by her larger breasts. Hunger gave way to horniness, and Amber plopped down on the floor, massaging her pole between their plush masses, her lips to her head. Jolene, meanwhile, decided that her children needed a healthy diet. Like sexy, humanoid locusts, she directed them to feast on a preposterously conventional diet of cheese, apples, and some bread that had been in the fridge for some reason. The changes manifested quickly and chaotically, and soon the fridge was overrun with fairies that had sprouted mouse ears, had bodies covered in blooming bruises, and wearing straw hats. Rick and Jim wore identical expressions of shock. "The bread... the grains... it turned them into broad stereotypes of farmers?" For each little fairy, the girls with their improbably huge chests and cocks, and the boys with toned muscles and firm pussies, had clenched in his or her mouth a stem of grass.

By this time, Jim realized what should have been obvious from the start, and began frantically to paw at his own crotch. "You like what you see?" Rick motioned to Amber, who'd eagerly lapped up her cum and subsequently had her hair crop itself short, a piercing appearing in her ear. It seemed dykes dress much the same. "Well, actually... I mean, that's great, but... I kind of feel like I should have a cock, too." Rick snorted derisively, "Hmmph, girly-boy" but nevertheless waved the wand at Jim, causing a dick the same length as Amber's to burst from the tight crotch of his jeans. Not wanting to look a gift penis in the slit, Jim leaned forward to place the tip in his mouth, as Amber had done, because truth be told, she was getting him horny. He found, to his dismay, that its curve required he lean so far forward as to be on his hands and knees. Rick watched in interest as Jim's hips involuntarily bucked, shaking his jeans free of his butt, and revealing his dripping pussy. As Jim took in load upon load of his own she-cum, Rick unconsciously licked his lips, wondering how a woman felt when she rammed her rod into her man's waiting snatch. The he nearly smacked himself; why bother wondering when he could find out firsthand? Paying mind to the sad yet erotic fate of Jim's pants, Rick carefully eased off his own before modifying himself similarly. "You can be girly if you want, Jimmy," he purred, "but I want you to take this like a man!" he slammed his throbbing column of woman-meat into Jim's exposed cunt, eliciting a muffled cry of shock and yet another orgasm from Jim.

While they occupied themselves, Amber had finished her own ministrations, and turned her attention to the fridge at last. Feeling like she should rebel some against the expectations of her bovine body, she quickly fixed herself a basic hamburger: just a patty, a bun, and some pickles. Despite the sparseness of the ingredients, there were several effects: first, the meat in the patty fed directly into her muscles, which rippled and bulged with new strength. Second, the buns, being buns, shaped and plumped her ass. The pickles variously reddened her hair and smoothed her skin, while at the same time bulking up her prick, all the better for vaginal intercourse, which the shemale Jolene was quite happy to provide.

Rick, seeing the events onscreen from the corner of his eye, looked up in surprise. "She couldn't have..." Jolene gradually slid down atop Amber, drawing her length into her masc-sex. "She did!" "Eh?" Jim hadn't quite caught up. "Even in that tiny body, she retained the depth we gave her!" Rick pulled out. "Get back on the couch, this should be interesting."

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xxxkun (Who ended up throwing in a lot of stuff for other people to fit in the theme, but worries he still overdid it on all the herm sex vs the food transformations, and hopes he did a good job on the retcon.)

Fri Dec 28 21:24:12 2007