The virus seemed to be moving much more slowly down his arms than it had in other parts of his body. Jay started to get uneasy as the virus passed his...elbows. The blond hairs on his arm grew thicker and darker instead of melting away. "What the fuck is going on?" he said fearfully in his new girlish tones. Had the process gone wrong somehow? His fingers drew together against his will, and started to shrink! Jay could only sit there, frozen in fear, as his hands were totally remade. In seconds. She was grabbing at his head feeling all he had to give her but she wanted more. She needed to feel his cock and be spread by it. She had already came with him three times while he finger-fucked her and ate that sweet snatch of hers. She gently nudged him back and unzipped his pants and there to her surprise was the thickest dick that had to be at least 8.5 inches of hard stiff cock sticking straight out begging for her to touch it. She started to stroke it and tease it with the moisture from. I was always too afraid to taste a lot of it, though. I would just put the tip of my tongue on the wet spot on my hand."What's gross about it? It's from your own body, and one day you're going to want a woman to take it in her mouth. You should at least know what it's like yourself before asking her to do that. And really, it's not so bad once you get used to it."I figured right then and there I was going to get a really good taste of mine the next time I jacked off. Maybe that night.The whole. The doorway to the tavern on our right opened and two men came staggering out. They didn’t seem to notice us, just wandered away down the road to the south. I opened the door and was pleasantly surprised. Seeing the condition of the drunks leaving, I thought this would be a disaster inside. Instead, it was a large, open room, with several tables in the middle and a small bar to one side. The floor was clean stone, as were the walls.There were a Dunmer man and woman standing behind the bar.