Fire & Ice

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  1. QuangoC

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    Apologies in advance for the generic title and the occasional dropped letter. This is not planned out with a big story arc, it will just tootle along as I see fit and any suggestions or criticism is welcomed. So we begin.

    Chapter 1

    Blake Ashton was daydreaming as his German teacher droned in the background. Now I can imagine what you think this German teacher might look like, some fat sleazy man maybe with a comb over, and you are wrong. Miss Annicka Overholt was young, late 20s tops, with cropped black hair, spikey, maybe three or four iinches long. She always wore tight jeans and form fitting tops, not exposing anything but it hugged her figure.

    This figure was what Blake was dreaming about. She was the most attractive teacher at the school, to the boys at least, and every German lesson Blake would settle in and think about what the two of them could get up to. "Oh Annicka" he softly sighed as the bell rang and brought him crashing back to reality.

    Apart from German, Blake enjoyed lunch. He always had it on the same bench with his close circle of friends, the closest of which was called Boris. Boris is as you imagine him, short, a little dumpy, longish tousled dirty blonde hair and the obvious comedic sidekick to Blake. "Blake," began Boris in a plot progressing way, "how big is your penis?". Nobody in the group batted an eyelid as the internet had desensitised them and they all spoke of taboo and sometimes disguting things. Penis size was so passe. "You know me," replied Blake, "I am Mr. Average. Average height. Average build. Slightly above average intelligence. Average looks and so..." "Average penis" finished Boris.

    And so the rest of the day passed and we wind up in the evening with Blake naked and looking at himself in the mirror. He had never been obsessed with penis size but Boris' question had sunk into his mind. If he was to go through life as the typical Mr. Average then he needed to find a way to set himself apart. Why not penis size? The internet became his guide. Over a few hours he absorbed all the information he could find, from seemingly useless pills to time consuming stretching and weight hanging. Supplements and surgery and chemical application, he got to know a litte of everything (but became a master of nothing). He checked the clock. Half two in the morning and he had school in the morning. He stood up, walked back over to the mirror and looked himself in the eye. He grabbed a ruler from his desk and measured himself. 3.5 inches limp. He sat back at his computer and found some porn. It was a leggy blonde being fucked by a black guy with a huge dick. "Damn" said Blake aloud for no reason other than nobody had said anything in a while. He had been subconciously rubbing himself while watching and found himself erect. Blake grabbed the ruler again and watched the numbers roll along to the heady heights of 5.7 inches. Average. He had an average wank, shot an average load and went to bed.

    Where he was tormented.
     
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    Chapter 2

    Blake dreamed simply because the word "nightmared" does not exist.

    He was on a black bridge made of a single piece of stone, stretching out before him. Everything above and below was dark. Suddenly to his left a small orange light appeared on the horizon, and to the right the same except a pale blue.

    Both grew closer and Blake ran, his bare feet gripping well on the seemingly polished rock. He ran as fast as he could, his mind was focused on it, but something was eating away at him. The heat. The orange light had exploded all around him, it was an inferno scorching and cooking his whole body. Flames jetted up all around the bridge but yet he ran. His face was scorched by a lick of fire that seemed to come from the side. Blake raised his arms to protect himself but instead fell forward, the black rock rushing at him he prepared for impact and landed in...

    Soft fresh snow. A layer covered the bridge and it fell from the sky filled with pale blue light and seemingly limitless. It did not land on him as he still smouldered from the inferno from moments before, but he stood and resumed running. The soothing cool eased Blake's body and the blck char marks soon washed away. As he ran the light faded again and he was back on the unbroken black bridge with nothing surrounding it but darkness.

    But now the bridge ended with a circular platform and as Blake grew closer he saw the outline of a shadowy figure in the centre. He stepped on the platform and the figure lunged at him. Two hands grabbed his sholders, one sent heat throu his body, the other was icy and drew it all away again.

    These hands threw Blake into the abyss.

    Blake awoke.
     
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    Chapter 3

    Blake was scientific and so did not think the dream meant anything. He showered, ate his breakfast and made his way to school not paying it any more attention than the sex dreams he had of Annicka. The latter dreams were better but it was still the same neurons firing and, while they were good at the time, meant nothing now. What did bother him was Boris and his latest obsession.

    "Did you get that link I sent you?" chirruped Boris. Blake didn't have time to reply "The one with the black guy and the blonde girl! How good was that!?"

    "Oh yeah, I watched it, I liked it." Blake managed to reply thid time.

    "Did you see his cock?"

    "How could I not."

    "It was huuuuuuuuuuuuuge! I wish my dick was as big as that, the ladies would love me."

    "Yeah, I guess..." Blake was not enthused by this conversation. As much as he aimed to better himself he dd not want to talk about it first thing.

    "I heard," said Boris conspiratorially "that Heinerman's dick is that size."

    Mario Heinerman was the school's stereotypical 'jock'. Tall, muscular, good looking, overdeveloped girlfriend, the works. All the good genes from his mixed heritage.

    "It wouldn't surprise me" began Blake, "but you have what you have got, you can't just swap out for someone elses."

    "I could drug him and get my brother to swap us about a bit, he's a surgeon."

    Blake didn't like where this was going, the writer didn't either.

    "Boris, two things, firstly you have no proof that Heinerman has a penis that size, you could drug him and take him back to yours and find out he has a smaller dick than even you. Secondly, your brother is a vet and probably only deals with horse cocks, so that is you out again."

    They shared a laugh but another thought imprinted itself on Blake's brain. He wondered if there was a way to find out who had the biggest dick... He found himself casting his gaze around the room and looking at all the guys. Everyone was going to be a little different...

    The bell rang, signalling a change of scene and Blake found himself in Geography. There was a test this morning so it was all quiet and heads down. Sat next to Blake was Steve. Steve was very similar to Blake in that he was pretty average and nobody paid him much attention. Blake found himself concentrating on how big he thought Steve's dick was rather than his test. His eyes dropped and met Steve's groin. He tried to discern an outline, his mind was observing everything. Blake felt an intense heat which broke his concentration. The heat was coing from his own cock, just a gentle warmth, nothing like what he had dreamed about last night. He thought he was pissing himself. A hand went down and came back dry. Maybe some sort of STD caught from a toilet seat... Steve was looking uncomfortable, maybe he had caught Blake looking. No, he had been subtle, probably just confused by the test. Luckily it was over now and Blake could go heck himself out in the toilets, see if it was a dreaded STD.

    Blake had had sex. He was a virgin, she was too, long relationship, protection, very awkward as it always is and she broke up with him soon after. Side story finished, cut to the toilets and Blake had finihed urinating. It didn't hurt when he did that so he figured he must be in the clear. His penis seemed weightier though and so he jumped into a stall and fished around in his bag for a ruler. 4.2 inches limp, could just be temperature variation Blake thought to himself, that is nearly half an inch bigger than last time, only one way to be sure.

    Blake had a smart phone, of course it had porn on, so of course he could get an erection. 6.3 inches, an increase for sure but still well in the realm of average. No wanking in school, so he slipped it back in his trousers and headed to German... which was going to be embarassing for someone...
     
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    Chapter 4

    Assignments were due and, this being a foreign language class, the assignment was a composition of your own making to be read out to the class. Blake had done it weeks ago and couldn't even remember what it was on. Boris was hurridly writing his down. It was an easy piece of work so long as you had done it and were not afraid of public speaking. Blake wasn't good in front of crowds, but he kept his head down and got through it, reading off his page in a metered way, not too fast, not too slow, just enough to fill his allotted time.

    He was still distracted by Miss Overholt tough. Her usually demure top had been exchanged for a fitted blouse which had just one too many buttons left undone. Her breasts were not large but they suited her, perhaps a full B or a small C. Was this grades or cup sizes? Too late of a proper distraction, Blake was already on his way back to his seat. The aptly named Albert Meek was on his way up to the front and he had also noticed that extra button being undone.

    Albert was short and skinny, big round glasses obscured his face and lank brown hair fell on to them. He was the guy everyone made fun of and gossiped behind his back. He stood there with an obvious erection.

    "Boner Alert!" came a call from the back, followed by a quick shout and evil eye from Miss Overholt. Albert struggled on but could feel everyone's eyes on him. One pair that was lower than everyone else's was Blake's. They rested firmly on the tenting trousers that Albert wore. It was obviously embarassing but the dick itself was nothing to be embarassed about, it snaked firmly down his leg but all of a sudden it started to shrink... and Blake started to burn.

    Albert grabbed his groin and ran out of the room, everyone put it down to embarassment and were too busy laughing at him to notice that Blake was wincing from the intense heat coming from his groin. He could feel the burning stretching out his penis, making it longer and thicker than it was before. "You alright dude?" asked Boris. "Yeah, fine." was the curt reply.

    The end of the school day rolled around and so the weekend began. Blake started his off by standing naked in front of his mirror. He was greeted by a thick, veiny 8 and a quarter inch long cock with a big pair of meaty balls hanging from it. He thought that he had hit some kind of second puberty, what with growing nearly 2 inches in a day. If this kept up he wouldn't need to buy any pumps or stretchers that he was looking up only the night before. He settled in to test out his "new" cock. Where one hand was enough before now he needed two to work the thick shaft. Precum gllistened all over the tip and he pulled back hard to reveal his bulging head. The sight of it was enough to send him over the edge and two ropes of pure white cum shot out and landed on his chest. His balls twitched and relaxed as he reached for a tissue to cean himself up. This was more cum than he normally produced, he was going to enjoy this from now on.
     
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    Chapter 5

    Blake had spent most of Saturday masturbating. His parents didn't bother him much and he took the time to get to know the limits of his dick. Sadly you can't spend all day inside and he headed to the pub to meet Boris, his new meat swinging happily between his legs and a new confident bounce in his step. He slipped in to the low roof thatched building and approached the bar.

    "Pint of..." he scanned what was on offer, "Burton snatch please."

    "I.D. Please mate!" bubbled the barmaid.

    "Well, I... uh..." Blake was not great in social situations and was flustered at this unplanned deviation from the planned conversation.

    "Only joking! Two pound seventy please." The barmaid beamed.

    Blake knew her, Sophie she was called, a wide smile underneath her blue eyes and shoulder length blonde hair, which always seems to be changing into new crazy styles. Wide hips and a pair of large breasts to match and, being a barmaid, those breasts were on show and producing a deep clevage as she pulled the pint. She liked to joke around and knew Blake as one of the regular young guys that came in.

    "Thanks." He mumbled as he hnded over the money. He took a sip and surveyed the bar. Boris was in the usual table in the corner and he gave a little wave. Over the other side of the pub was a raucous with Heinerman and his over inflated girl friend in the middle. Blake rolled his eyes and made his way to Boris.

    "So I need to change that answer I gave you the other day"

    "Are you saying I should drug him then?" Boris motioned towards Heinerman.

    "No, no, the other thing, I am now above average."

    "You can't just change over night!"

    "Well it did, it seems to get bigger when I focus on someone else's junk. It starts to get hot and then it grows, hotter means bigger." Blake incorrectly asserted.

    "Try it on me then!"

    "That would be a bit weird..."

    "No man, it's cool, you must have done it to someone else to find it out, I am just another guy." Boris gave a wink and then glanced at Blake's crotch, he saw the outline of his penis snaking along, slightly aroused by the sight of Sophie.

    "Ok" Blake decided, "but it isn't gay, it's science."

    And so Blake dropped his eyes and focused in on Boris' penis. How big had he said it was? Three inches hard or something, anyway, focus.

    "I can feel it!" Boris said excitedly, "It's all hot!"

    Something was wrong, Blake felt an icy grip spread up from the tip to his shaft and into his balls, like it had been dunked in a bottle of ice water. He was doubled over trying to get heat back into himself but Boris was causing a scene.

    "Mine feels huge! What did you do?!" Several eyes were now on him, but he was just Boris, another local weirdo. He grabbed Blake and dragged him to the toilets.

    "That didn't happen before..." Blake was confused, and to add to his confusion Boris had whipped out his penis, "Dude..." Blake managed before it occured to him to block the sight with his hands. In the brief glimpse he though that Boris' pens looked fmailiar.

    "Let me see it again" said Blake as Boris was stuffing it in his jeans.

    "Now who is a bit gay?" asked Boris

    "Trust me"

    Boris pulled it out again and sure enough there was the cock that just this morning Blake had been stroking. The veins, the thickness, all exact.

    "Boris, does this look like your dick?"

    Blake fished around and found a tiny shrivelled penis, only about an inch and a half long with a large freckle on top.

    "Yeah, that's it, looks like we swapped... but... weird! Thanks for the upgrade though!" Boris made to walk out of the toilets, Blake zipped up and followed him back to the table.

    "I think," postured Blake, "I'll be taking that back!"

    He focused again, remembering how good it felt to have that cock and remembering the details, the thick shaft, bulging head, huge globs of cum but to no avail. Nothing happened.

    Boris was triumphant and beamed, "It's mine, I win. Enjoy my little dick, treat it well, don't just go trading it with anyone else."

    Blake hatched a plan and gave a sidelong glace to Heinerman.

    It would have to wait.
     
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    Wow, that's a really good twist on what can be a very clich├ęd story (young man gets bigger - I've tried writing that myself). Keep going!
     
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    Chapter 6

    Blake was dejectedly walking home, a draughty gap between his legs where the rest of 'his' penis used to be. It was weird how he got so attached to it in less than 24 hours. He had it, now it was gone and for some reason he could not get it back. He didn't have to get that one back though, he could get any. Here were the rules he had figured out:

    1. Concentrate on a penis in close proximity to change
    2. If it is bigger than the one you currently have, you get hot
    3. If it is smaller then you get cold
    4. No direct swaps back... or was it a cool down time?

    Well, there were still kinks, but they would get figured out eventually. He felt the phone in his pocket vibrate. A text message from Jenny, his ex. Blake was always excited when girls he liked texted, he got that feeling like his stomach was lifting, a considerably better feeling than the burning and twisting cold from the recent growths. He opened the message.

    "Hey, thinking of you, what are you up to?" He read aloud. He started to think of his first time with Jenny. It was at er house, in her bed, the stuffed animals adorning the top of the wardrobe still. Not so much daddy's girl, she was independent, sporty, a wide scope of interests which no longer included cuddly toys. It was a gentle but fumbling affair, she was underneath and Blake was on top. At the time kissing was enough to get Blake hard and so foreplay was skipped, a condom went on and he tried to force his way inside. She was just as inexperienced and simply put up with the unlubricated pain until it was over, which was thankfully very quickly. Since then she had been with a few other guys and learnt how sex should be and every once in a while she came back to Blake to fool around with him. The first always leaves an impression.

    "What kind of impression am I going to make with a penis less than half as long as last time she saw me?! And that freckle, it's a very distinguishing feature. If I am going to see her, I need a new cock, fast." Blake thought silently this time. He texted Jenny back."Not much. Want to come over?" He knew his mum and dad were out. "Can't borrow dad's dick then. Ew, what am I thinking." Blake decided to get the bus the rest of the way home and as he sat at the stop Jenny replied she would be round in about 20 minutes.

    The bus pulled up and it was empty. Blake's heart sank. He was going to meet Jenny with this disappointing little dick. He should have thought about it, but you know what it is like, you never turn down a shag. The doors to the bus opened and the light from inside seemed almost heavenly as it surrounded the fat bus driver. Blake's only gambit for a bigger cock at this point. The driver had a lank greasy pony tail pulled from the remaining hair at the back and sides of his head. The grease did not stop at his hair with the gentle sheen of sweat and fat glistened on his face and shirt. Here goes nothing. As he paid for his ticket Blake stared down into the driver's seat. He didn't care for imagining it ths time, there was so much fat he couldn't make out where the anythng ended or started. A gentle warmth spread and Blake knew he had made the right choice. The nameless driver did not even stir as he took the money and printed the ticket. Blake made his way to the back of the bus, he couldn't check what he had gotten, he had to wait until he got home.

    As he stepped off the bus, Blake thanked the driver, little did he know that he might just be saving Blake from humiliation. It didn't feel much bigger a he walked. Jenny was already waiting outside the front door. She stood about a foot shorter than Blake, wearing baggy jeans, trainers, a brown thick knitted cardigan that was buttoned up but hanging off the shoulder revealing a bit of a grey tank top. A gentle smile appeared on her round face, surrounded by neck length brown hair. He greeted her with a hug and invited her in. They had a couple of beers and talked for an hour or so. She moved in for the first kiss of the evening. She was always was the dominant one in these booty calls. She knew what she wanted and knew how to get it. A cheeky grin flashed on her face and she pushed Blake back into sofa and knelt on the floor, her hand running down his body to the top of his jeans.

    She undid hiss jeans with one hand as her other slipped in to her own. She revealed Blake's cock and he saw it for the first time. It looked surprisingly normal, much like his own did at the beginning of our story, and roughly the same size. As Jenny started toying with his balls the difference became apparant. Jenny stroked and licked all the while her other hand busily worked on her own clit, hidden out of sight, making her well trimmed pussy nice and wet. Blake was worried, there was a bend in his dick. Half way up the shaft it veered sharply to the left. Jenny stroked straight up and so every one was agony, she was too busy with herself to notice. She lifted her head and went to start sucking but paused.

    "Blake... How long has it been like this?"

    "Oh, er, a little bit, I guess, it just sort of happened."

    "I can't fuck that," she said standing up, removing her hand from her jeans, "sorry Blake, this was a mistake. I'm sorry."

    "Jenny wait I...." but it was too late, she had seen herself out. Blake sat down on the sofa, jeans around his ankles, his bent cock slowly softening. He didn't think or say aything else as he got ready for bed and fell in to a dreamless sleep.
     
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    Uh its nice!
     
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    Chapter 7

    Blake sat at his computer, his head cocked to the same angle as his penis. It was Sunday and everywhere else people were enjoying their sex lives. Let's leave Blake and go on a little trip to see what they are all doing.

    Boris was a mess. He had been up all night wanking. His cock looked comically oversized on his short round body. It was red raw from stroking it too much, showing off to people on webcam and amazing them with the thick splodes of cum he could produce time after time. He might as well use it as much as possible he thought, after all, Blake might find some way to take it back tomorrow.

    Jenny was unsatisfied and perplexed by last night, but she lay in bed and tried to satisfy erself. Her hands plunged down her breasts and were met by her moist pussy. The fingers from one hand slipped in and began to thrust deeper as her others rubbed around her clit in tight circles. She quickly found the right spot inside her and began to think of the guys she had fucked. Imagining one of them to be on her now, the tight muscles she enjoyed writhing over her, the exploration of another person's body for the first time. She came and squirted but only a little. It was good, but never as good as when she was with another person.

    Ah, now we see the bus driver. Sweaty from work he had gone to the shower where he had undressed to reveal his fat body. As he washed himself he noticed a strange freckle on his penis. This was the first time he had seen it, he didn't check down there often as his unhappy wife had stopped having sex with him years ago due to his unworkable cock. He checked the freckle to see if it might be a malignant mole, it was not, and his pokings had excited him. There stood a man with a 3 inch, but perfectly straight penis. He dried himself off and rushed to his wife who was already in bed. He woke her and they made love for the first time in nearly a decade.

    Miss Overholt, sorry, Annicka, had been out to dinner with her boyfriend. He was always rude to waiters and tipped badly, so she didn't really enjoy the meal. Heck, she didn't even really enjoy her boyfriend but he had one redeeming feature in her eyes. She knelt before him with a hungry look now, she unzipped his jeans and out flopped his dick. A few quick strokes and it had engorged to it's full size of 10 inches long and 6.5 inches thick. She knew because she had measured and she measured because she was a size queen. She would stay with a guy until she had hunted down something bigger, and they didn't get much bigger than this. Sure, he was an arsehole, but as long as he kept fucking her with that big dick she didn't care. Her cheekys bulged as she tried to take as much of his cock as possible, but still the shaft stretched out before her, this made her pussy drip. She stood up, grabbed hold of his cock and led him over to the bed where she gave his balls a quick squeeze before she lay down on her back and spread her legs into a V.

    She gave a slight gasp, a mix of pain and pleasure, as the head of his cock slid into her. Her pussy had not quite adjusted to the new size, so it still brought her pleasure to know each time she got stretched a little more. 3/4 of the way in and she had bottomed out. A hand was placed on the remaining cock and she started to stroke in time to the thrusts. She spun round and was now on her hands and knees, allowing the cock to force its way a little deeper inside her. She came and a smirk appeared on the boyfriend's face. He grabbed her hips and pounded her as hard as he could, her pussy pulsing and quivering with every lengthy stroke. She pulled him in close and came again, she had stopped him from moving so she could enjoy the fullness of her pussy as she orgasmed. She released him and spun again to suck on the meaty balls before slowly licking her way up the shaft. The hot dick pressed to her face was so hot to her. Both her hands and her mouth worked in unison to deliver an overflowing mouthful of cum which she swallowed most of before letting the cock hand deflated to the floor.

    Blake could probably have used this information about Annicka to his advantage, if only he knew...

    At a hitherto unknown house, a new student was preparing for Monday.
     
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    Good story.
     
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    Nice twist... Can't wait to see where this goes!
     
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    Chapter 8

    An exhausted Boris jolted awake as a depressed Blake sat next to him.

    "That dick sure is something huh?" came an insensitive opening gambit from Boris.

    Blake grunted and thought about stealing it back, but a pang of guilt came over him, he couldn't let others suffer as he ad, he was just too nice a guy for it.

    "Well anyway, I am sure you'll replace whatever you've got at the moment soon enough, check out the new guy."

    Blake scanned the room and saw an almost anorexically thin person sat at the desk, from behind he could only make out the short dyed red hair.

    "What about him?" Blake asked.

    "You'll see!" Boris gave another characteristic cheeky wink and almost on cue the bell rang signalling the first class and everyone stood. Blake's eyes fixed on the new guy, the red hair bobbed up, propelled by delicate arms, and he turned. The face was full of soft features, a nose with the hint of an upward turn at the end, thin lips, Blake's eyes drew downwards and there, snaking down the left side of the trousers and hanging limp was an 8 inch flaccid penis. Blake's mind raced and his eyes widened. He needed that cock, he just had to faust the one he had on someone a bit more deserving before he could take that one. He could just take it now, but again that guilt just wouldn't let him. If only this guy was a bastard then he could just swipe it. Better get to know him he supposed.

    Blake and Boris flanked him as they walked down the corridor.

    "Hey, I'm Blake, that's Boris, what's your name?"

    Boris snatched a timetable from the confused student's hands before they had time to reply, he read it busily.

    "Nigel" came the soft reply.

    "Looks like we have a few classes together, we'll take care of you." Boris concluded.

    And so they did. Nigel mingled with the group at lunch and sat next to either Boris or Blake during the lessons. They got on well enough and so the three agreed to meet up again at the pub later but apart from that the day was uneventful until it was time to go home.

    "There is some slimy older guy tryng to pick up everyone" came the gossip. As it had been a boring day our characters deided to go and check it out. This guy was letching at all the girls passing by. Rude comments were passed and a wandering hand groped anything it could get near, this guy was a creep, no doubt about it. Neither Blake nor Boris were going to do anything about it, they didn't have the confidence to say anything, or the musculature required to back it up, so they simply observed. What they saw was Miss Overholt appoach, give him a quick kiss and a hug and get in his car.

    Remember how I said Blake was above average intelligence?

    "That must be her boyfriend" Blake correctly guessed as his mind still worked.

    "Meh, the guy's a dickhead, doesn't deserve her" came Boris' equally correct reply.

    "Ask her a question and keep her distracted, come on!"

    Blake ran forward closely followed by Boris and he rapped on the passenger window, which was duly wound down.

    "Miss Overholt, erm, can you tell us what we got on that assignment last week yet please?"

    That was an awkward distraction but it was all that was needed. The conversation faded out as Blake honed in on the bored looking driver or the car. He was absently having one last perve on the girls out of the window. He squeezed his legs together as cold spread through his thighs. Blake was on fire, but he hid it. His boxer's stretched as the new package grew. Boris turned to Blake.

    "Satisfied?"

    "Oh, yes, thank you Miss Overholt."

    "No problem boys, see you tomorrow."

    The window wound up, and the car pulled away.

    "What was that about?" Enquired Boris.

    "Just testing something out." A sly smile appeared on Blake's face. He may have been a bit lacking in evidence but his gut feeling was right. The boyfriend was deserving of the unfuckable dick, and now Blake had a big chunk of meat between his legs. Intelligence or luck? No matter, victory pint.

    Bags slung firmly under the table the boys clinked their glasses. They toasted their success and got a few pints in before Nigel walked in.

    "New friend?" Asked Sophie as she poured out the next round.

    "Yeah, jus' started today, he's cool." Blake slightly slurred back. He had had enough beer to inhibit his awkwardness.

    Sophie raised an eyebrow but said nothing as she handed over the drinks.

    Blake tottered over to the table, distributed the drinks and the evening continued, time slipped away.

    "Closing time everyone! Drink up!" Sophie called as the clock chimed.

    "Jus' goin' for a piss before we go" Blake announced and stumbled to the toilets.

    Boris and Nigel have been getting on a bit well, he thought to himself as he stood at the urinal, both hands gripping his newly enlarged cock. He drunkenly swished the stream of urine around and giggled to himself when he heard the door.

    "Sorry, I didn't think... woah." It was Sophie and she was staring wide eyed at Blake and his cock...

    Outside, Boris and Nigel were getting a bit too friendly...
     
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    Chapter 9

    Boris was confused, he knew he wasn't gay but he found himself attracted to Nigel. Their kissing started off as simple pecks on the lips followed by a short gaze into each other's eyes, almost daring each other to go further. The pecks lengthened and soon foreign tongues were exploring mouths. Too drunk to care he let Nigel's hands run across his body and down to his jeans.

    In he toilets Sophie had moved behind Blake and her hand reached around and held his cock. "This is the biggest dick I have ever seen," she whispered in his ear, "make it hard for me." With these words she felt a surge of blood go into it along with a slight stiffness. She started slowly stroking the base of the shaft, "I never thought you were packing this sort of meat. You have come into this pub so often and I could have been fucking this monster." Now the strokes moved up the whole length of the thick 10 inch shaft.

    Nigel was leaning over and pumping Boris' cock fast and hard. Any reciprocations by Boris were rejected, so he just leant back and enjoyed it. He knew he wanted to see that massive cock in action, but he'd just have to settle for his own. Nigel was also transfixed, he slipped one hand in to start playing with the balls and watched in awe as the dick became slippery with precum. Boris must really be liking this.

    Sophie was now on her knees working the huge dick with both hands. Blake was enraptured in a drunken state by her boobs bouncing in time with the hands on his cock. "Thas amazin'" was all he could muster as she tentatively began to lick the head. "There is no way I can take all this" was muttered as she forced the bulging end into her mouth.

    Boris was getting the best blowjob of his life, as it was currently the only blowjob of his life. "I'm... I'm going to cum!" he blurted just in time for Nigel to pull his head back and see the thick streams of cum fire into the air and land on the nearby table, leaving a small pool. He kept stroking it for a bit to make sure it was properly drained before standing up. "I'll see you tomorrow Boris!" he called out as he walked towards the door, a slight sway to his abormally skinny hips. He looked over his shoulder at Boris who was still sat, his cock slowly deflating in hs lap. Nigel smiled to himself and shook his head as he disappeared into the night.

    Sophie was gagging as she tried to force more and more down her throat. She pulled it out and gasped for air. "I have to lock up babe, let me finish it." Sophie purred as she stood up and twisted Blake to face the urinal again. She worked with both hands again and Blake used one of his own to grasp the tip. A few more strokes and a single thick glob was pitched towards the bowl. It landed and sent splashes of cum in all directions. Sophie grabbed Blake's phone out of his pocket and entered her number with no resistance before slipping it back in. "Call me!" she shouted as she slunk out the toilets. Blake was dumbfounded but snapped back, he had never expected this. What a cock! A great swap. He met Boris and told him what happened. Boris was silent and soon they parted ways.

    Boris was plagued that night by questions about his sexuality. He was attracted to Nigel, but he didn't know why. Blake on the otherhand slipped into quiet drunken sleep.
     
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    I hope this hasn't been forgotten about. So many possibilities.
     
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    Chapter 10

    Blake, Boris and NIgel were all sat in a pretty much disued common room. Barely anyone walked by but if they did they would have spotted the three most hung guys in school with it all on show. Faint outlines of both Boris' and Blake's members were visable through their trousers, but Nigel's skinny jeans were so packed they looked like they were going to burst. Everyone was nursing slight hangovers, as seems to be a common theme in this story. Blake abruptly broke the silence.

    "So, Nige, how big is it?"

    "Excuse me?!" came the shocked reply.

    "We are all friends here and you really do have it on show, so tell us, how big is it?"

    "Oh," Nigel blushed, "I didn't realise it was so obvious."

    "What?!" blurted Boris "you can see all the detals of it through your jeans they are so tight, you must have known!"

    Nigel let out a little giggle "Well, I suppose I am a bit of a tease, I never use it though so it doesn't really matter..."

    Blake sat up, leaned forward and looked at Nigel. "I think I could make god use of it, but I don't think you'd like how I'd go about it."

    Nigel wondered if everyone at this school had homosexual tendancies.

    "Oh really? Why don't you try me?"

    "I am going to take it. All of it." Blake narrowed his eyes while Boris grinned.

    Nigel felt his crotch grow hot. Burning hot. A scream was let out.

    "What? What's happening?!" Nigel began to panic, the scream had attracted a girl to the common room door and she was peering through the window.

    Blake felt ice grip his insides, he was shivering, he was ice cold through to his core. Something was wrong.

    The watcher from the windows was astonished at what she saw. One guy fell to the floor shivering and cluthing himself, almost as if he had been frozen solid, the second threw themselves back on a chair and started writhing, the third sat there stunned in to silence. What the watcher didn't see was Blake's dick shrinking and disappearing up inside him, his balls followed quickly. A second bulge worked it's way down Nigel's leg. It was too much for the skinny jeans to handle and a huge cock burst out with a loud tearing sound. There was a soft thump as a limp fake penis fell to the floor. Blake's insides were rearranging, foring ovaries, a womb and a tight, virgin pussy.

    Nigel stood up with a big thick 10 inch cock fully erect. The watcher placed a hand over her mouth, she hadn't see a dick this big, especially on such a small frame as Nigel.

    "What... what happened?" Gasped NIgel stroking his cock.

    Boris began to explain "Blake can swap his current penis with anyone he looks at, I think he swapped it with yours but..."

    Nigel butted in "But, I'm a girl, sort of, so what is going on?"

    Nigel was actually Nigella, she wanted to be male and so she bound her small budding breasts and packed her trousers with a fake dick, hoping to pass herself off. She wanted to hide it so she never did anything sexually, hence she was still a virgin. Having a massive cock was beyond her wildest dreams.

    Blake stood up and undid his trousers, he dropped them to the ground and there it was, a smooth perfect pussy nestled between his legs, cold to his touch.

    "Holy shit" mouthed Boris.

    The watcher saw it all...
     
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    Chapter 11

    Nigella stood in awe of her cock. It looked so outlandish stuck on her stick thin body. Both her frail hands wrapped around it and left a good few inches sticking out. Boris stood up and gently grabbed the last section and felt his own cock slowly swell.

    "I've dreamt about this," whispered Nigella, "a great big cock of my own, I can't believe it."

    Blake wedged himself back in his seat. The empty space in his trousers oddly disturbing. There was an edge of worry in his mind, but as long as his power held out he would be able to get another dick. He looked at the scene unfolding in front of him. Nigella and Boris kissing in front of him, a strange dichotomy of an overweght short guy having a skinny chick with a giant wang reaching down the front of his jeans... and in the background a girl with big frizzy hair peeking round the door. She caught his eye and started to slip in to the room. Above average height and slender, she wore a white blouse and a skirt that stopped just above the knee. There was a sort of arabian look about her, the light tan from her Moroccan heritage. Dominating her face were a pair of thick black rimmed glasses.

    "What is going on in here?" she asked.

    Blake shrugged, "sexual experimentation I guess..."

    "Oh cool, do you mind if I join in?" her gazed switched from face to face, but flickered down to the dicks on display, "I'm Sophia by the way."

    Of course there were no objections and they got to work.

    Sophia dropped to her knees and took Nigella's cock into her mouth, just working the head at first, her pouting lips slipping over the ridge of the head. Boris discarded his clothes and sat stroking his cock to the sight. Nigella was enjoying it as he saw that her nipples on her tony breasts had become firm. Sophia's nipples were also poking out but through her thin bra and blouse. She had hitched her skirt up and was now rubbing herself through her wite panties.

    Blake felt himelf get damp and unconciously let his hnd wander down and in to his boxers. He was shocked at the intense pleasure he got from touching his clit and learnt he must be delicate with it. Nigella was getting used to her cock too, a few times she tried to force more in to Sophia's mouth but Sophia managed to keep control and take it at her own pace. She used her hand to signal Boris over and began to massage his slightly shorter but equally thick cock.

    Sophia wasn't a slut, she just picked the right oppertunites, and this was one she woulld certainly not turn down. She wanted to get stuffed by both of these dicks at the same time. Her nimble hands worked up and down Boris' shaft and she felt it throb. He was sexually inexperienced and the twitching of his balls and twisting of his face indicated he was about to cum. Blake saw this and stepped in.

    Sophia felt the cock become cold in her hands and her strokes became shorter as it began to shrink. Blake felt heat explode in his groin as his insides shot outwards and formed a penis before his eyes. Sophia was left with just 2 fingers touching what was now Boris's clit. She drew her hand away and stopped sucking Nigella.

    "What the hell?" she spun round and saw Blake standing, stroking an eerily familiar cock. She shrugged and pushed a stunned Boris away while she stood and walked over to Blake. "I guess you get to loosen me up for the big one" she said as she hiked up her skirt further and pushed her panties to one side. She turned around and bent forward slightly. Nigella looked Sophia in the eye and Sophia's hand guided Blakes erect member into her dripping pussy. She slowly bounced forward while she pinched her nipples with both hands. Her lips parted and she let out a soft moan. Her pussy felt quite full, she began to doubt if she could take all of the 10 incher but she was willing to find out. She pulled Blake out, told Nigella to fuck her pussy and egan to suck on what she had just been fucking. She closed her eyes and tasted her own juices and she felt the head get tentatively inserted into her.

    Nigella began to push more of her cock into the waiting pussy but felt resistance at the 9 inch mark, leaving a little bit left hanging out. Sophia gasped "That's it, I'm full, be careful when you fuck me. Nigella felt waves of pleasure as she sowly moved in and out, being gentle but also moving in a slightly clumsy way. This was awesome. Boris was busy exploring himself as this was the first time he had been anywhere near a vagina.

    Sophia wanted more. She got Nigella to lay on the floor. The massive cock sticking out of the ground like a bollard. The panties were removed and she mounted it cowgirl style. After a few quick thrusts she looked over her shoulder at Blake and told him to come over and put his dick in her ass.

    "You get my ass as you have the smaller dick, this big one owns my pussy."

    Blake didn't need telling twice. He got on his knees and pushed hard in to her ass. He felt it push back at first but was soon allowed in and he worked it up to the hilt. Sophia kissed Nigella and then worked her mouth down to suck on the hard nipples as both cocks pounded in to her. Blake waited. He felt Sophia start to work her hips s she tried to bring herself to orgasm. Nigella felt the pussy contract and Blake felt the ass spasm, and he made his move. Sophia felt a warm shot of heat in her ass and thought Blake had cum, but really his dick had worked another 2 inches deeper as he swapped with Nigella. Her pussy turned cold from the contracting dick and she fell the final inch and came to rest on Nigella's hips.

    Sophia screamed with a combination of pleasure and pain and pulled both of the dicks out. Blake now stood with the bigger dick and it had been all the way up her now gaping ass. She stayed on her knees while the Blake and Nigella stood. Sophia took this balls, one set in each hand, as the two of them jerked their cocks. Sophia commanded them to cover her in cum, and they did. Blake shot his load on to her glasses and it dripped down on to her mouth where it met Nigella's equally large load taht dripped from mouth to blouse, ruining the fabric and turning it clear to expose some of that brown skin hidden beneath.

    Boris sat with a pussy. Blake stood with a softening ten inch cock. Nigella stood with the eight inches. Sophia knelt covered in cum and wondering what had just happened.
     
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