Reconstruction: Jackhammer (Patreon)

A strange energy was flowing over the construction site.  Formerly, bulky men were turning into sweaty, curvy women.  James didn't notice, though, nor did he care about the two globes of flesh that were bouncing hard as his jackhammer split the ground.  All he could think of was the throbbing sensation between his legs as the jackhammer pounded between them, thrusting higher and higher into his pelvis.  He was going to get a lot of work done today.