The miniature half-Sharon that had sprouted out of Jim's penis now lay, limp and asleep, on his lower belly. Jim heard her moan softly and saw her move a little; the whole ensemble looked rather cute to him, almost as if he was looking at a kitten or a puppy. Sharon put her hands under her heads, yawned, and curled on Jim's crotch - quite literally, since the shaft below Sharon's buttock was still a good 9 inches long and allowed room for a couple of coils.
Now that all the commotion was over, Jim was above everything curious. What did that mean? How was she going to take it when she woke up? Very carefully, holding Sharon's human half in a hand, he put his pants back on leaving her head and shoulders out; to put on trousers was of course out of the questions, so he just got rid of them.
Jim made it back to his room, walking slowly and being careful not to shake his dick-girlfriend too much, and allowed himself a sigh of relief when he made it to the bed. While waiting for Sharon to wake up, the most rational thing to do was to read something.
About five minutes into Isaac Asimov's "Edge of the Foundation", he felt an almost-familiar stirring. Looking down, he saw Sharon stretching - both the human and phallic section of her body, indeed, making it look like Jim was having a large erection with tiny arms waving about. Sharon's mouth was stuck in a yawn which Jim judged to be a little more high - pitched than normeal, due to smaller vocal cords he supposed.
Jim had cast his book aside when she finally opened her eyes.
Tue Apr 25 15:41:05 2000