Andrea confidently led the way as the two women walked into the customer toilets beside the cafe, their heels clicking in unison and their walks not quite as feminine as before due to the added 'mass' between their legs. By the time they got inside and the door was shut, Donna could already tell that her new 'member' was already at full 'attention'...straining against her now ill-fitting knickers. Her heart rate increased and she gasped a little as she grew flustered. For a moment she had to think if men always felt this horny, or whether it was just this strong a feeling for her and Andrea because they'd had vaginas all their lives until today.
Glad to see the toilets were empty, Andrea placed a waste paper bin in front of the door, jamming the door handle so nobody else could walk in on them. "Right, let's see how big you are luv." she winked at a blushing Donna, who was bashfully covering her crotch with her right hand. "No need to be scared, it's just us girls." she again reminded Donna.
"This feels weird." Donna admitted, exhaling deeply as she felt a constant shifting in her feminine underwear. "This thing has a mind of it's own." she frowned, wondering why Andrea was feeling so much more comfortable with this than she was.
"No... this feels amazing. Now lose the fucking skirt." Andrea barked, sounding a tad annoyed even as she kept grinning.
Somewhat afraid of this confident, aggressive Andrea, Donna decided to do as she was told. Besides, she was eager to see her new penis in the flesh anyway, to see how it measured up to Andrea's. Sure it felt big, but that was not much to go on given she'd never had one until now. She looked down and unzipped her skirt, letting it drop to her ankles as she shimmied a bit... revealing the masculine bulge that was already escaping the confines of her lace detail red knickers.
"Holy... crap!" Donna exclaimed, trying not to swear as Andrea had, As she looked up she was surprised to see Andrea had lowered her trousers a bit again along with her underwear and was rubbing along the full length of Simon's former manhood between her legs. She had an aroused smirk plastered on her face as she watched Donna undressing in front of her. Donna just rolled her eyes slightly, shaking her head as she played with the waistband of her knickers. "Are we really going to have a dick measuring contest??" she asked.
"Why not? Afraid of losing?" Andrea winked, daring her friend. "Come on, ditch the knickers you fucking prude."
Donna sighed, continuing to blush as she slowly peeled down her underwear... allowing her prime Italian 'sausage' to spill out. Fully erect, it was 7 inches long and was quite the piece of masculinity. Her new coarse pubic hair was at least the same color as her own had been. Donna just stared at her dick in awe... hesitating to touch it with her manicured fingers, but as she did so.. it felt... nice. Her fingers gently caressed her bellend as her foreskin slowly peeled back on it's own accord, and as she explored her new anatomy it continued to pulsate and throb. She bit her lower lip as her fingers then worked their way down her shaft and onto her hairy balls. She had seen a penis lots of times of course, but never from such an angle, this one was hers now, and she could tell it had belonged to a young man. The Mediterranean skin tone was at odds with her own Caucasian skin, and the slightly rougher skin of her new genitals also clashed with the smooth skin of her tummy and thighs. Donna's silent exploration came to an abrupt end however when Andrea spoke up. "Hmm, not bad, but I think mine's bigger." she boasted, chuckling as she continued pumping her huge cock.
"You sound just like a man, bragging like that." Donna told her friend, feigning disapproval.
"I don't mind, not when I'm feeling this fucking turned on." Andrea responded, shrugging her shoulders as she brought her other hand into play. So she was now wanking herself off with both hands due to the girth of her penis. From the expression on Andrea's face, Donna could tell she was 'close' already, the excitement of the day had caught up with her. Stepping out of her skirt, Donna stepped to one side... just in time for Andrea to ejaculate. Her eyes went wide as she heard Andrea moan... mouth agape... and she watched her 60-year old friend's cock spewing out a torrent of cum, rope after rope of warm, salty jizz spattered on the cubicle door in front of her. "Fuck me!" Donna exclaimed in shock, swearing this time and not believing just how much cum Andrea had pumped out.
Her legs feeling weak beneath her, a breathless Andrea just kept grinning as her powerful orgasm dissipated. "Ask me later when I'm hard again, and maybe I will." she joked, as her large penis began softening, cum dribbling down onto her hands.
When somebody tried to enter the toilets, Donna quickly tucked her own cock away, retrieved her skirt and slipped it back on, while a satisfied Andrea washed her hands before tucking her own behemoth back into her knickers and slacks. "That was... fucking FANTASTIC!" she commented. "I bet Simon used to fill our Carly up with this thing." she giggled, patting her crotch as she removed the chair from the door.
"Yeah, no doubt." Donna responded, deciding to wait before she experienced her first male orgasm.
"Come on, we've got more fun to have." Andrea winked, gesturing out of the door as an annoyed female customer glared into the toilets.
"But what about... ?" Donna asked, pointing to the cum-spattered cubicle door.
Andrea shrugged again, not caring. "That's what the fucking janitor is for." she laughed, before clicking off in her heels. Donna looked at the customer as though to offer a half-meant apology, then she quickly followed Andrea.
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