Charisma Part 3

“Thanks.”

“So sexy you’re making me horny again.”

Tiffany smiled. If Charisma wanted to have sex with her again, Tiffany was all for it, especially since doing so would likely earn her another item for her new wardrobe of magic clothes.

“This time, I want to be the man,” Charisma announced.

Tiffany frowned, puzzled. Charisma was a powerful sorceress, but could she change her sex just by using magic?

As if in answer to Tiffany’s unspoken question, a thick, long, hard cock sprang from the seamstress’ pubes. It wasn’t an ordinary penis, however. It was a double penis. A smaller cock branched off the upper surface of the larger prick. Like the larger penis, this one was also circumcised. In fact, it looked like an exact copy of the bigger version, only reduced from ten to five inches. Below the dual penises was a huge scrotum housing an oversize pair of balls.

“What do you think?” Charisma asked.

Tiffany gawked at the dual cock and immense set of balls. “Fantastic!”

Charisma laughed. “Notice how my cocks are situated. The larger will fill your cunt, while the smaller stuffs your ass.”

“But I don’t have a cunt,” Tiffany observed.

Even as Tiffany spoke these words, her own penis and testicles vanished and, in their place, a vertical gash, complete with thick labia and an unnaturally large clitoris, appeared.

“My God!” Tiffany cried, aghast.

“Don’t worry,” Charisma reassured her. “They’re only temporary--unless you want them to be permanent.”

Tiffany fingered her new cunt. The labia were soft--and moist--like the petals of a dewy rose. She inserted a finger into her vagina. Her pussy was wet inside and incredibly smooth, almost like jelly. Her clit stiffened and swelled within its hood, throbbing. Having a cunt was sexy, she thought, but she’d made up her mind to retain her male genitals long ago.