As soon as they got into the lab, Danny stopped in his tracks. He began to sweat, and he was losing his balance.

"Danny, what's wrong?" Jazz asked.

"It's happening again..." Danny said. Jazz looked down, and sure enough his pants had a large bulge in them which was growing by the second. "This is bad..."

"No, this is good. We came down here to find some answers on this, didn't we?" Jazz said. Jazz then grabbed a device off a table, and held it over Danny's now exposed two-foot cock. "Interesting..."

"What? What is it?" Danny said, trying not to fall over.

"Well, it seems to be filling with ecto-energy. But the signature of it is different than yours..." Jazz said.

"What are you trying to say, my dick is possessed or something?" Danny said.

"Well, you didn't have any control over it when it ate me." Jazz said. "Perhaps someone's taken control of it. This is only a theory..."

"Oh, but its right on the money." A sinister voice said from the shadows. Danny and Jazz looked over and saw that the voice belonged to...