Molly laughed as only an immature child would at the mere mention of anything sexual. Arissia, head thrown back in laughter, swayed her hips, letting the massive black dick that had once been Darrell's sway back and forth.
"Wait until you see these Honka-malonka's." Molly chortled as she cupped her boobs, stolen from a complete stranger. Their laughter only grew louder as Arissia's penis twitched and bobbed into an erection, punctuated by Arissia mouthing out a "Bo-ing."
Outside the bathroom stall, an old woman threw a look of mild concern. What had become of the youth in this day and age?
Arissia and Molly thought that this was going to be a boring day. What was promised to be an amazing holiday had gone sour when the sitter fell ill. The two of them found them packaged off to a boring department store.
Things were looking dismal... but then they found the remote. Some white haired man in a labcoat had dropped it. The two of them had grown, puberty had given them some boons. But their stubby legs were no match for the average raving bum's.
It was when they took a closer look at the remote when the day, and likely their entire life, changed forever.
A short bit of tomfoolery later and here they were, in the lady's restroom stall, comparing stolen assets.
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