You open your eyes in a panic, blinking through the sting of soapy residue being washed into your eyes and look down at your crotch in mild panic and confusion.
Grabbing the shower head from its fixture you sluice away any remaining foam and bubbles to make absolutely sure and stare dumbfounded at the smooth patch of skin where your cock should be. Its slick with water and just curves around between your legs like you were born as a sexless doll.
Your mind tries to grasp at possibilities as you stare but nothing will come together you can't think of a reason it should be missing like it was never there.
Breaking from your shocked stillness you dash out of the shower stall the shower head still running where it fell from your grasp, you almost slip over in your haste as you rush into the bedroom skidding to a halt on the woodern floor next to your bed.
You tug back the sheets sending them half way across the room, but nothing waits in your bed. Then you reach down and pick up the grey joggers shaking them in a panick.
An odd sensation strikes you as something small and skin coloured slides out the leg of your jogging bottoms and lands with a small thud on the empty bed. You look at the strange lump of skin in confusion hoping that it's what you want to it be, but as scared of that possibility as any others as you've no idea how to proceed even if it is...
Your mind quickly recovers and your realise you are in fact looking at...
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