Karyn noticed that the inside seating area was completely packed with people and no tables were empty.
“Come on...let's sit outside and wait for our food” Karyn deftly maneuvered through the sea of hipsters and business people drinking coffee and conversing. It was odd watching her walk using the former joggers arms as her legs, the joggers hair was tied up into a bun so the hair did not drag across the ground and it didn't seem like Karyn had any trouble adapting to using her hands to walk or support herself.
The jogger also was no slouch in the breast department either, however it didn't compare to Karyn's wish enhanced bust. The sports bra was however strained to hold them in from an upside down position as it nearly obscured the chin of Karyn's lower head. They did however bounce along nicely within the tight confines of the fabric.
Jon followed closely, still coming to grips with her own swaps, when while focusing on the swaying of Karyn's lower torso she bumped into a table and was sent tumbling forward.she gasped sharply, the quick intake of breath causing strange sensations in her face. And braced herself for the fall as the floor quickly approached when she was shocked to discover her momentum halted suddenly and found herself facing the floor from a perpendicular position.
She looked forward and saw to her relief she landed on her feet, or rather the legs, thighs and feet that had replaced her arms. Her cheeks were comfortably nestled in between the soft thick thighs of the former asian girl, Jon blushed as she glanced down for the first time at her new luscious and feminine limbs caressing her face.
Jon took a tentative step forward and to her relief found that her four legged position was actually far more comfortable than walking upright, also the wedge heels on her normal feet were a good compensation for her longer sleeker upper legs, she felt strangely comfortable walking like this. She took a strange pleasure in viewing and feeling the thighs of a girl on either side of her face. Her breath quickened a pace, as she instinctively began to drool a bit...from both ends.
Karyn had exited the bistro and sat down while Jon adjusted to his fall and was sitting patiently at a table. Oddly enough she had no issues sitting either, and was using the Joggers impressive set of breasts as a cushion as it bent at an angle to leave her head facing through the back of the chair as if she was doing a chest press. Karyn had her lower arms wrapped around the arm rests and was idly bouncing up and down on her lower torso while fiddling with the device.
Jon used all four feet to walk over, trying to gauge Karyn's reaction and found none, she was too preoccupied with the device to notice her new method of locomotion. So she took her place at the opposite end and pulled herself upright, which strangely felt a bit disconcerting to her at how odd it felt, like she was meant to be walking on all fours. She shook her head and sat down, dusting her toes off on the table cloth and rubbing her soles together to keep them clean.
“So..while we wait, I'm itching to try this out some more...hows about...I do two swaps, and then you do two swaps and see whose more creative” Karyn gushed, she was literally bouncing up on her lower breasts excitedly and Jon nodded. She smiled brightly, and unbeknownst to either of them the former joggers head smiled as well, her lips pursing open and its tongue sliding across it’s lips as Karyn grew excited.
“Alright, I’ll let you go first...since Im dying to see what you can come up with...and remember BE CREATIVE, we can literally do anything to anybody!” Karyn handed over the gun and Jon took it in his toes. She scanned around the front of the bistro, looking for subjects to experiment on. There were many people walking by in the street but only a few patrons were on the outside tables of the cafe. One of them that caught her interest was a business woman in a mid knee length skirt and conservative blouse clacking away at a laptop while sipping on a glass of white wine and a fruit plate.
Nearby were two buff male bicyclists who had parked their bikes on the sidewalk and were downing glasses of water and eating salads. They were wearing very tight spandex bicycle shorts that pretty much left nothing to the imagination.
Jon took aim and fired off the device three times. Karyn looked closely at where Jon fired the device and frowned. The woman was still sitting there completely normal and the two fit bikers were still eating salads with no visible changes.
“What gives...I said be creative!” Karyn whined. Jon smiled, however it just caused an odd twitch in his upper pussy that didn't quite come across to Karyn, it just looked like his labia flexed to one side instead.
“Wait, look closer,” Jon offered. Karyn obliged looking for any differences, focussing on the two fit male bicyclists and noticed an odd shuffling at the bulges in their tight spandex shorts. The bulges were definitely bigger and more pronounced, and she quirked an eyebrow when she saw it move oddly. The other bikers crotch was similar, although through the fabric of the shorts she could see the outline of the business womens hand, manicured fingertips and all scratching at his inner thigh. Karyn's smile grew as she switched focus onto the business woman.
The business woman idly reached up to move a strand of hair from her face, however she did so with an empty sleeve from her light red blouse. She gave an audible sigh as she peered down at the inside of her sleeve and moved it to the front of her face. She brought the empty sleeve up and pushed it against her mouth.
Karyn's lower arms gripped the hand rests tighter as she leaned forward, watching as the business woman bobbed her head up and down the inside of her empty sleeve and was soon rewarded with a wet slurp as she pulled it away and from her distended lips emerged the hardened cock of the former bicyclist extending a good seven inches from the edge of the sleeve where her right hand used to be. It was fully erect and circumcised with a large tip, a bit of spittle still remained on the glans as it left her lips. She repeated this process with her left hand and another even larger cock extended from her sleeve, at a whopping eight and half inches, thicker and darker than her right one. Using the left larger cock she rolled down her sleeve on her right arm and fondled the large hairless balls attached to its base, then repeated the same with her right to her left albeit with a much harrier pair of larger testicles.
With both cocks she pressed them against the flute of a wine glass and brought it to her lips to take a drink. A bit of wine dripped from her lips and she brought the head of her left cock to her lips and used the glans to wipe it away. She went back to touch typing at her laptop with her engorged cockheads. Balls flopping every now and then, and her left larger cock eventually dripping precum after a bit as she sighed and pocketed it into her blouse pocket while typing with one hand. Alternately and subsequently edging herself to get things done without letting her hands go flaccid
“Okay...so that’s pretty good...but that's just one...you got another?” Karyn egged on. Jon nodded, facial expressions seemed to be meaningless with her current mouth.
Jon noticed a young couple nearby, sitting side by side. They looked somewhat familiar but Jon wasn't sure if they went to the same school as them. She noticed some people walking in the background and Jon fired the gun four times. Karyn smiled widely, since the effects were immediately more noticeable.
The former male half of the young couple had his head now situated on the shapely hips of an african american woman walking by, however his face was facing backwards looking out over the slopes of the woman's expansive and jiggly ebony ass cheeks as they struggled to be contained in the too tight yoga pants. He stared up at his taller girlfriend from his vantage point as she fed him fries and his drink.
However his girlfriend lacks a head, since it's been replaced with a massive black and pink splotched horse cock borrowed from a police horse patrolling nearby. Its melon sized testicles bounced against her chest just above her modest sized breasts, nearly rivaling them in size. The cock was half erect as it slithered out of a hairy sheath attached to where her head used to be. The flattened tip spoke in a soft feminine voice as she fed her diminutive boyfriend.
Karyn laughed and smacked the table, causing the horse cocked headed woman to swivel in her direction. The flared head pointed directly at Karyn as the woman addressed her.
“Can I help you?” she asked, her testicles flopping against her breasts with every movement. Karyn shook her head and she went back to hand feeding her boyfriend as she sat backwards on the seat.
“Okay, I’ll admit..that was good..now it's my turn...I’ll show you --” Karyn was cut off as a waitress set down their order and left as quickly as she came. Jon handed her the gun with his toes and was surprised to see that what was placed in front of him wasn't a plate with a burger on it, but a large cup that one would drink a milkshake in. Also placed next to it was a large thick boba straw.
Karyn dug into her chicken salad while idly glancing around looking for people to make her swaps on while Jon glared at the cup and straw in front of her face.
She undid the lid with her right toes and was surprised to see a brown slurry, that was warm to the touch. Supposedly it was her burger that she had ordered...in smoothie form.
Jon smelled the unmistakable scent of beef, pickles, ketchup, mustard and onions. The clitoris that had replaced her nose swelled against her face as she breathed it in. She could feel her esophagus undulate strangely as her mouth began to water in anticipation. The familiar sensation of hunger assaulted her, but the feelings in her face were all very different. She lacked a tongue or teeth, and she didn't notice any strange “pussy” like taste, and the smells all smelt the same with no “pussy” smell. But she could feel an aching emptiness in her throat begging to be filled with food or...something else.
The more she stared at the warm shake in front of her, the more drool began to slip from her lips, and oddly enough the ones between her thighs as well. She shakily gripped the thick straw in her toes and inserted it into the shake. Her breathing became slightly labored as she put all her focus on the food before her. Her facial pussy had now flowered completely in reaction to her hunger/arousal. Her labia parted as she used the soles of her feet to bring the straw up to her face and slowly inserted it into her mouth. Jons speech was muffled completely as her mouth was taken over by the straw and she drove it deeper into her throat.
Karyn looked over after finishing half her salad and was about to tell Jon she was ready to start swapping when she saw Jon furiously pumping her face against the milkshake she was given with her eyes rolling back up into her head. Oddly enough she didn't see any liquid being transferred through the transparent plastic of the straw, besides the feminine juices pouring from Jons face. Jon squished the upper thighs against her face as she shuddered violently and a large torrent of the shake gushed up the straw and into her mouth as she shook for a bit and a loud empty slurping could be heard.
Jon threw the cup down, slapping her soles against the table as she took long deep breaths and her pants were muffled with lubricants still dripping down her chin and chest. The cup was completely empty, having finished the entire contents in what seemed to be one long, but very pleasurable gulp.
“God...that was….the best...fucking…..burger...I’ve ever had!” Jon painted, she struggled to regain her composure as she still seemed to be recovering from the aftershocks of her feeding.
Karyn smiled widely and picked up the gun, twirling it in her hands as she decided to let Jon recover while she made a few swaps in the meantime.
