“I think I need a minute.” Sarah said, excusing herself to the bathroom.

“I don’t blame you” Paul said. He straightened up the boxes and tidied the sheets in a bit of a daze. He was tired and honestly still pretty horny. Something about holding her dick really stuck with him, the way it twitched when he slid his finger into her. He laid back on the bed and began jerking off.

In the bathroom Sarah was doing something similar. That wasn’t her plan at first, but in the process of inspecting herself one thing had lead to another. Now she was pumping her new shaft with the best handjob technique she could muster. It felt strangely familiar to being fucked, but at the same time completely different. The tip of her dick felt sort of like a big clit, but with her urethra in the middle. When she squeezed the shaft it made the good-ache of arousal even stronger.

She watched herself in the mirror as she worked up a rhythm. The good feelings kept building until suddenly she climaxed, almost unexpectedly. As the waves of pleasure rolled over her it caused her dick to spasm, shooting milky-clear fluid all over the bathroom sink. The feeling of the orgasm forcing it out of her was deeply satisfying, she almost felt dizzy.

As the orgasm receded she was struck by the significance of what just happened. She hadn’t expected to ejaculate like that, especially without balls. She examined the fluid thoroughly, wiping a pearly glop from the tip of her dick. It looked a lot like semen, but there was something off about the consistency, less stringy or something. She looked around at the mess, there sure was a lot of it; though no more than other ejaculations she had seen. She stood naked for a moment, appreciating the splatters, feeling an odd mix of pride and guilt. Then she began cleaning up.

Partway through cleanup, after her dick had gone completely soft, she realized that she really had to pee. She briefly considered standing at the toilet, but taking into account the mess she had already made, took a safer approach. She jumped into the shower and cautiously pointed her member at the drain on the other end of the tub. She took a deep breath and relaxed her bladder, springing a stream from her dick that arced across the bath, landing directly into the shower drain. Sarah couldn’t help but smile.

After she finished cleaning up she decided to take a shower. By the time she got back to bed Paul was already fast asleep. She considered waking him up to try changing back but she was tired and he looked so peaceful. They had all of Sunday to figure it out.

Paul woke up with an unusual pressure against his lower back and Sarah’s arm around him. He rolled onto his back, waking her up.

She looked up at him sleepily, her head now resting on his chest, and said “Hey.” When Paul looked down to respond he couldn’t help but notice her dick stiffening against his thigh. Sarah saw where Paul was looking and snickered. “Morning wood.”

Seeing her dick so close to his made it easier for Paul to gauge their relative size. His was smaller, but not by much, hers just looked huge on her smaller body.

“What’s the matter?” Sarah asked, noticing his interest.

“It's just a big surprise is all.” he explained.

“You’re telling me! Yesterday I had my genitals magically reconstructed by a housewarming gift, and now I’m waking up to this.” She said, grabbing her dick. It felt good when she grabbed it. She was nice and hard.

“Good point, I can’t even imagine what that must be like. You’re probably eager to get back to normal.” Paul guessed, reaching for the handcuffs, “I assume these will work the same as last time.”

Sarah paused. Now that it was the morning her situation seemed less severe. Honestly she liked the idea of playing with her dick more, I mean, there was a reason the magic worked, right? Each command had felt like an invitation and this was one she had accepted.

“Actually, I was thinking maybe we could wait until the afternoon to do that.” Sarah said shyly “I kinda wanna try this out.” She added, wiggling her stiffy.

“Like, right now?” Paul asked, trying to play it cool. Last night had got him worked up and he was already excited for more.

“Uh sure. But first I need to pee again.” She said, rolling out of bed. The house was cold so she stepped quickly to the bathroom, which caused her dick to bounce up and down hilariously. It was a little uncomfortable, but it also felt oddly sexy, and a little embarrassing, but more than anything she had to pee.

In the bathroom she ran into her first problem. The toilet was on the floor but her dick was stubbornly pointed the other direction. She tried to press it down, at first it felt kind of nice but before it was close to pointing at the bowl it started to hurt, she couldn’t press it any lower. She couldn't think of a better idea in the moment so she hopped into the shower again.

In the shower she pressed it down as far as it would go and tried to pee, but nothing came out. She tried harder and a jet of piss shot straight out and splattered between the shower faucets. After the initial burst the stream calmed down as her dick softened. That was interesting. She decided to take another shower.

Paul walked in as she was adjusting the water “How was your first time peeing with an erection?” He asked.

“I didn’t get any on the ceiling, so I’m going to call it a success.”

“Pro-tip: bend at the hips. Do you mind if I join you?” Paul asked, stepping further into the bathroom.

“Not at all. You can show me how to clean this thing.” She stuck a hand past the curtain and beckoned him in.

Paul took off his boxers and stepped into the shower. The water was hot and Sarah had her head right in the stream, wetting her hair. He watched the rivulets of water streaming down her hair, over her breasts and nipples, along her stomach and down her legs; a little flowing over her limp dick and dribbling off the tip. Her eyes were closed and her hands were rubbing her scalp. She was beautiful.

Sarah opened her eyes to get the shampoo “Oh hey, you have morning wood now too.” Paul shifted awkwardly “This is just a regular erection.”

“I know” Sarah laughed “I’m just teasing you.” She finished applying the shampoo and handed Paul her loofa and soap “Here, you can clean me off if you like.” She loved it when they washed each other.

Paul sudsed up the loofa and began washing her back, starting at the shoulders and working down to her ankles. He stood behind her as she conditioned and washed her sides, stomach, and breasts. He cupped her sudsy breasts in his hands and nibbled her neck playfully. Sarah could feel his erection against her lower back and leaned into it, her own cock beginning to stiffen as well. When she turned around to rinse her hair, her boner bumped against his. Paul wiggled his hips, slapping their dicks together, back and forth.

“Sword fight!” Paul declared. Sarah cracked up.

“Oh my god! Is that a thing?” She asked through a fit of laughter.

“Yeah, I mean, I’ve heard of it before.”

“What are other penis things we can try? I want to get the full experience.” Sarah said eagerly, still giggling about their duel.

“What, like writing your name in the snow? or, like, sex-stuff?” Paul wasn’t sure what to say. He had some things in mind, but he wasn’t sure if she was ready or even wanted to.

“All of it. What else can we do in the shower?” She briefly glanced around for anything obvious. She grabbed her loofa and hung it from her rod like a christmas ornament. “Eh? What do you think?”

“Oh my god, it looks like you have bright-neon loofa balls.”

She adjusted herself for accuracy and put on a macho stance “You like what you see?” She asked, in her best man-voice. She looked and sounded intentionally ridiculous.

Now Paul was cracking up too “That’s a new one for me.” He paused to consider her question “Well, there’s the classic ‘mangina’, but I’m not sure that would hold much novelty for you.” He hunched over to demonstrate, tucking his junk between his legs, holding his knees together, and standing up a bit. “See, it looks like I’ve got a vagina.” He said, working to keep his balance with his legs together.

Sarah smiled “Yeah, that’s not something I ever had to work at.” She said. Paul posed for her as best he could while remaining tucked.

Sarah got a mischievous look in her eye “You know, I could probably make that easier for you.” She said, gesturing at his mangina.

“Oh, uh, like with the handcuffs?” Paul asked hesitantly.

Sarah was amused by how serious he was taking it “I was just kidding. But yeah, if you want.”

“I’m happy with my body” Paul said a bit defensively, untucking himself.

“Well so was I before you told me to grow a dick. And now I’m kinda glad you did. I’ve got to try so many new things; it’s fun.”

“I’ll think about it.” Paul said.