"Hey Jonny", Karyn called out, her accent was very noticible and sounded almost liked it was forced, "Just finishing these here pipes"
Jon's bladder was insisting that he go now, he didn't care about Karyn and hardly noticed the changes she'd undertaken. Jon wobbled past her and then shoved her out of the bathroom.
"Sorry Karyn, nature calls!", he called out apologetically after pushing her through the doorway and out into the hallway. Karyn waded and stumbled, trying to maintain her balance. She tripped over herself and banged against the wall outside the bathroom.
In a flash, Karyn felt her entire body tingle and reshape itself. Suddenly Karyn had completely changed, her Donald Duck persona was gone, her body seemed to be completely back to normal. Karyn looked herself over, two legs, two arms, breasts, all her hair and no sign of any fat or body warping out of peculiar. She noted that she was taller then she rememberd, but then that was another side effect of the previous transformations.
"Wow, taller?", Karyn said, looking herself over, she measured herself against the bathroom's doorframe, the doorknob was lower then she remembered it, "hehehe, I know I'm supposed to be this height, but this is cool!", she said. What Karyn didn't notice was that she still had the Yogi Bear style drawl to her voice, Karyn's normal voice was being played out with a very southern accent.
She had to admit, she was curious as to what changes Jon has undergone since she started to explore herself and the Gibson's plumbing, she did notice that Jon's legs seemed to be a little stranger and he was wearing a pair of stylish boots, Karyn was kinda envious, those were the kind of boots she wouldn't mind having herself.
Compared to me he got off easy, Karyn thought, especially if clothes were the only thing that were changed. Not realizing the extent of Jon's changes beneath the clothes.
Jon on the other hand had was on the verge of exploding. He was desperate to relieve himself, Why me?, Jon moaned to himself.
He didn't pay attention to the fact that his body was changing shape while he raced to the toilet. His torso reshaped itself slightly, flaring out at the shoulders and becoming thicker and denser while making itself thinner towards the stomach and then becoming thicker, albeit less so then the shoulders, as it reached his groin. His legs became a little more dexterous again as the joints between the waist and the legs changed again. Anyone looking at Jon would think that his new torso had an almost inverted hour glass figure, starting from the bottom and working it's way up to his shoulders.
Jon tried to position himself so he could sit down on the toilet, it was just impossible to sit with both his nipples aiming into the bowl. He figured that the only place he could piss from down there would be his new nipples, unless he was literally going to explode. Besides, considering the fact that both his breasts still felt like his penis and testicles, it wasn't that far a leap in his opinion. Jon resigned himself to having to stand up.
He grabbed his pants and tried to drop them, however, his new leg configuration resulted in him tripping over his heels and falling backwards on the floor with a thump. Jon belted his head against the floor, mildly incensed at the feeling of a throbbing head, as well as the pressure in his crotch.
Wriggling out of the dress and his underpants, he looked down at his crotch and tried to stand up, the problem being he was not used to standing up in the heeled boots still, and the unusual configuration of his new leg joints was making it impossible. Jon sighed and reached forward, crushing his new crotch breasts, he brought his legs up closer to his hands and pulled his boots and socks off. Standing up, practically naked beneath the chest. Discarding his altered clothes on the floor Jon finally had a chance to go the toilet.
Flipping up the seat and leaning on the cistern, he released his bladder, slightly disgusted at the look and feeling of his nipples - both of them - releasing urine just like his old penis. Relief was mixed with an unusual erotic feeling, almost orgasmic as his breasts "lactated" urine into the bowl. He was so relieved that he didn't notice the tingling sensation in his crotch from the latest transformation caused by the cistern.
He grabbed some toilet paper and started to wipe his breasts dry, however he noticed that the breasts had moved. Now they were no longer on his crotch, but further up his torso, closer to his stomach. With an experimental wipe, he nearly floored himself with the feeling of the rough paper against the soft nipples.
His nipples went rock hard from the rubbing, Jon moaned slightly, ignoring another tingling, it was as if someone was playing with his penis' head. Jon stopped wiping and gently patted them dry instead. The nipples remained rock hard even after he finished.
Jon had a chance to check over his body after he finished with the toilet paper, all his skin seemed to have become softer, his hair had significantly diminished in thickness and colour, becoming a more fine fuzz then actual thick, coarse hair. He noticed that his legs had become distinctly more feminine, the arms and hands were now slimmer and smoother then before. No longer copies of his old hands. However, his old hands and arms had changed as well to become copies of his new ones, just as slim and feminine.
