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The red panda was staring between her legs in complete and utter amazement. Her eyes were slightly out of focus, but that didn't mean that she was imagining the cock that resided thick and half-hard, attached to her pelvis.

This was Akira's fault. This was all Akira's fault, and she knew it. She'd invited her and a few others to some showers at a new gym, and... somehow, they'd all ended up with dicks. The Wolvpanther had been more than just a little amused about the entire situation, and she refused to divulge as to whether or not things would ever go back to normal.

Karlyene, as most people knew her, wanted to slap her ex-girlfriend. Well... ex was a bit of a heavy word. She'd moved away from the assassin and shed the name 'Nadia', and she'd been pretty happy with her calm life. Akira still showed up from time to time, and the red panda couldn't really resist having a bit of a... coitus interaction with her.

So... ex was a strong word -- friends with benefits was far more like it. Honestly, she had a feeling that Akira had only broken up with her because of the danger that came with being a professional assassin's girlfriend. She knew of at least ten times when someone had attempted a hit on her; Akira had always handled it, of course... but still.

Karlyene couldn't help but admit that it was most certainly safer dating Viv and living a peaceful life without all of the guns and guts. It didn't mean that she didn't miss being Nadia... and it didn't mean that she didn't miss Akira, of course.

At the moment, though, she was glad that they'd broken up -- the assassin had given her a god damn cock, after all. With a small whimper, Karlyene took another drink of the whiskey that she'd generously had the bartender pour into a fourth a cup of coke and stumbled towards the bathroom.

She had to pee, and she had no idea how she was going to manage now that she couldn't sit down on the damn toilet. Things just weren't right... right now. At least, she didn't think they were.

"Sure doesn't seem like it, 'Kira. You're the one who broke up with me... dunno why you're punishing me." The words came out in a soft little slur, not that the redhead was there to hear them.

Her eyes flickered back to the dance floor -- Akali was taking the whole 'growing a cock' thing a lot better than she was. She was dancing in a throng of males, who probably had no idea what was hidden inside of her pants. Maybe it was just her way of coping; maybe it was her celebrating the fact that she seemed genuinely happy about the change. Whatever it was, having a prick suited her well.

"Whatever." She pushed her way into the bathroom, intentionally swerving from the line that said female and going through the door into the boy's bathroom. There was a moment of blustery conversation, and then an actual grunt of disapproval.

"Hey, chick, I think you're in the wrong bathroom."

"Oh, hey, baby... maybe you could stay here with me after all."

"Jesus Christ, lady." There were a few flurries of zippers zipping up, but at least half of the men didn't even bother as she staggered over to the line of urinals on the wall. Her eyes swept over the line of men who were taking a piss.

"Like what you see, red?" The Doberman beside her hiked his brows. He'd finished pissing, but now he was waving his cock at her, and she could see that he was excited about it due to the fact that it was growing hard in his hand.

Karlyene took a moment to survey the Doberman's half-flaccid shaft, her head tilting to the side. One hand came up to the side of the urinal, and she had to proper herself against the wall to keep from falling over. Finally, she gave a small shrug.

"I've seen bigger."

"Hey, wait for just a--"

"In fact," Karlyene slid her shorts down her hips so that her cock sprang free. She grabbed it in one hand, mirroring the way that the dog was holding his own member. "I have bigger."

"What the fuck!" His voice was full of outrage, and he instantly stuffed his cock back into his pants, zipping so quickly that he caught the edge of it and let out a howl of pain. It was that howl that brought all of the other male's attention to what was going on... and that howl that made all of the other men realize exactly why the red panda had stumbled into the men's room, to begin with.

For a moment, Karlyene let out a delighted little giggle. The Doberman stormed out of the bathroom in a huff, gruff, with his tail trying to tuck between his legs and his ears pinned flat. She couldn't help the small bit of joy that it was giving her -- this was enough fun that she was forgetting about her upset, at least for the moment.

"So..." Her eyes swept around again, and she mirrored the stances that the rest of the men were taking to let their whizz fly. "Like this, huh?"

She took her prick between both hands and aimed; thankfully, her half hardness from earlier had faded. The red panda had no idea that pissing with a boner was something that you simply couldn't do.

There was a moment of being gun-shy, and then the urge to urinate was too overwhelming. With a small sigh, she let go, much to the chagrin of the entire male crowd who was eyeing her warily.

"Wow, this is..." Karlyene's eyes were wide. Honestly, she'd never thought that it would be anything like this. She had a sudden realization that she'd been completely screwed out of one of the coolest things in the world being born with a vagina! Maybe it was the whiskey talking, or maybe it was something else, but whatever it was caused the red panda to let out a squeal of laughter that made the other men in the bathroom give her another worried look.

With wide eyes, she turned her attention to them. "What, jealous that mine is bigger than yours?"