Size Matters (MMF, MM, Size Stealing, Penis Expansion, Penis Shrinking, Attribute Theft + more)

[No One Anyone]

Both men knew they should be holding back, prolonging the teasing and foreplay, trying to get as much cum to fuel as much growth as possible to make this time their last, but with the new information they had discovered and with Luna’s confirmation they didn’t care.

They gave into their passions and let their bodies do what they pleased, and at the center of it all was Jack’s cock.

Alex licked, and sucked, and bobbed his head along the entire length of Jack’s cock with unrestrained animalistic passion. Alex’s muscles tensed, and flexed, and bulged, as he felt them ripple with power and strength as he used his whole muscular body to suck Jack’s cock. Alex concentrated on the feelings of his contracting, reveling in the power they gave him. He got even more turned on thinking of how he must look, his muscular body working to take what he wants. What he deserves.

Alex’s lips and mouth felt Jack’s cock swell and flex, as the precum pumped out of his cock and into Alex’s mouth in a steady stream, the taste urging him forward as Jack’s balls visibly swelled with cum waiting for release.

Jack did all that he could to hold back Alex’s balls with one hand as his body writhed above. They were definitely larger and heavier.

Jack was also now certain that Alex’s breasts were at least slightly larger than before. They felt heavier and from even his limited view of the bottoms of them they looked bigger, meaning they were now even a little bigger than Luna’s impressive breasts. Thinking of Luna’s breasts caused his memory to jump to her reveal of them – and then her hands on them as she encouraged and enticed them. Jack found his hand copying Luna’s actions on Alex’s breasts as he teased and pulled on the nipple, before his fingers danced across each breast in a hypnotic pattern, rubbing, teasing, pulling, pressing, tweaking, then doing it all again.

Alex’s breasts throbbed with arousal that he never knew possible, and it was like Jack’s hand on Alex’s breasts turned on a faucet of precum flowing from Alex’s cock. Jack’s stomach was being covered by Alex’s precum, but that didn’t stop Jack – the pleasure he was feeling from Alex’s mouth and the pleasure he was getting playing with Alex’s breasts eclipsed any reluctance to be covered in Alex’s precum.

Both men were moaning with desire and the air was heavy with the moist hot sounds and smells of sex that consumed and surrounded them.

Luna’s technique was pushing them both to heights of pleasure that neither had ever experienced before, and with it came the impossible.

Jack found his mind fighting to stop his hand holding back Alex’s balls from joining the other on Alex’s breasts. That could not happen. Jack would never let that happen no matter how great Alex’s mouth felt on his cock or his breasts felt in his hands.

Alex realized his feelings of arousal had gone from an ache of frustration building deep in his balls and groin, to a growing pleasure building in his cock. His cock was throbbing, not just from pent up cum swelling his already massive sack, but like his cock was being stroked along with his tits. Jack’s hands on his tits were having a direct impact on his cock.

Alex enjoyed it. Feeling the pleasure that felt like when he edged, extending his pleasure with no imminent plans for release. He could edge for hours, building his stamina and training his muscles. So while the source of this pleasure was unexpected, the feelings were familiar, which caused Alex to moan louder as he rubbed his breasts down against Jack.

Then Alex felt the impossible – growing pleasure building within his cock. He often edged close to cumming and then backed down, letting the pleasure ebb and flow before either cumming or walking away, but this was different. The pleasure was only building. He realized this wasn’t going to be edging, this would be an absolute explosion. And impossibly, his orgasm was going to come only from his tits while his massive cock remained untouched.

Alex moaned again loudly around Jack’s cock, feeling his orgasm drawing nearer. Alex celebrated the thought of bathing Jack in his cum just as he crossed the finish line and finally hit 12 inches by sucking Jack this one final time.

Just then, as orgasm approached both men within minutes, Alex had a stark realization jump out from the haze of immense pleasure – why now? Why now on the edge of success did Jack finally act and even not object to Alex’s precum washing over him?

It was clear to Alex: the spell works through cum and Alex had been taking all of Jack’s cum, so he had received all of the growth. If Alex came, and Jack even took some of that cum, Jack would undo some of what Alex had worked so hard to achieve, and move him away from his goal. This huge cock and massive balls were his. These muscles were his. He had the power and dominance from all of it, and he wasn’t going to give it up.

Alex went from wanting his orgasm, to fighting against it. Size didn’t matter to Jack so what use would he have in making Alex cum? It didn’t seem possible to Alex that Jack would do such a thing.

“Mmm…I love it when anything is possible,” Luna moaned, “Now, which one of you is going to cum first?”

Luna’s words almost completely confirmed Alex’s concerns, but Jack’s assault on Alex’s breasts was overcoming any defense Alex was fighting against his impending orgasm.

Feeling Alex thrust and writhe, his abs and thighs contracting, his orgasm building, his breasts swaying, all was too much for Jack. He did the unthinkable – he moved his hand off Alex’s balls, letting them swing free, grazing against his face, as he reached down to grab Alex’s other breast. Both hands worked in unison on Alex’s breasts rubbing, teasing, pulling, pressing, tweaking, then doing it all again.

“Oh yeessss…” Luna moaned, “I knew you had it in you.”

That settled it for Alex – Jack was after his cum. That must never be allowed to happen, at least until Alex reached his goal. Alex would do anything necessary to keep Jack there, imprisoned between his muscular thighs, until Alex got what he deserved. What good was Alex’s power if he refused to use it, and besides, Jack had brought this upon himself.

All that was well and good for any other orgasms, but for now, Alex had to react quickly. He needed Jack to cum before that hand had it’s effect. Jack was right on edge, but still he needed one extra push.

With his additional strength and speed, in one swift motion Alex shifted his forearms on which he was resting, moved his hands to elevate and spread Jack’s legs, and, lubricated by the ample precum and saliva that had flowed down Jack’s cock, across his balls, and into his crack, Alex plunged his index and middle fingers about two knuckles deep into Jack’s virgin hole.

Instantly, Jack removed his hands from Alex’s breasts and wrapped his arms around Alex’s muscular back as he bucked and jumped, seeing stars of orgasmic bliss, as his cock exploded in the most intense orgasm he had ever felt.

Gone were Jack’s inhibitions about Alex’s balls, as the giant fleshy orbs were pushed firmly against his face, their musky sweat engulfing him, as Jack yelled muffled, incoherent words of immeasurable pleasure into them as his own balls contracted forcefully and visibly, slamming up against Alex’s nose with each shot of cum.

Jack’s whole lower body thrusted and bucked up off the ground and against Alex’s mouth as he face-fucked Alex with such force that it was like Jack was not only trying to have Alex swallow his cum, but his cock, his balls, his pelvis, and then the rest of his whole body with it.

Even with his balls smaller than earlier in the day, Jack came more than he ever had before. Once again Alex found himself swallowing gush after gush of cum, trying not to choke or drown there was so much, but for the first time that day he realized he wasn’t just accepting it or tolerating it, but he was enjoying it. He could feel it warming his throat and his stomach, before the feeling of warmth travelled down to his cock and balls and then out across his body…out across his body?

As Alex felt his muscles tense, holding the flex, he realized that while he and Jack were consumed in the orgasm, the spell was working on them both.

This time Alex felt suspended by the flex as he waited to see what would happen next. The first thing he felt was the welcome, familiar warm breeze wrap around his cock and balls. It tugged and pulled on his cock and balls, and Alex reveled in the thought this was likely the last time he would have to suck Jack. He was even more certain of that when the tugging stopped, and the breeze lingered around his cock and balls. This seemed to be it. It was final.

It wasn’t.

The warm wind then moved from his cock and balls to swirl around his hips and ass. Alex had experienced a change in these when he was in the cocoon of mists – the spell had added flesh to his hips and ass, to add some balance his massive, wide shoulders, and provide femininity to his otherwise hyper-masculine, muscular physique. So he braced himself for what he knew to expect next. He felt the warm wind pulling on the surface of his ass and along his hips and then he felt them swell like they were just having air blown into them. He felt his skin stretched tight, then stop. He waited, hoping that would be it, but then he felt his skin stretch and expand as if it were the surface of a balloon, his hips and ass expanding with it. That was the part he had been dreading. He knew his hips and ass were now larger, but were still nothing compared to his massive shoulders.

He breathed a sigh of relief as he swallowed another gush of cum. With the swallow of cum he felt as if the winds had gone within his body, deep inside his pelvis, where they pushed and pulled on his very bones. The heat and pain were intense as the spell changed the shape of his pelvic bones, widening and shortening it into a dramatically, ideal female shape, pushing his hips and legs wider, and changing the shape of his hips, waist, and ass. With Alex’s skeletal structure now distinctly female, the winds moved back out from within, and when they found the surface lacking due to additional space being available from the changes, the swelled the newly feminized areas more, adding to his hips and ass. Gone was Alex’s inverted triangle body of big shoulders and narrow waist and hips, he now had a perfectly balanced hourglass figure in both flesh and bone.

Alex breathed deeply around Jack’s cock, as he continued to swallow a seemingly unending flood of cum and hoped that was it – it sure seemed like enough. But then he felt the warm breeze roll up off his hips and ass, up his torso, and wrap around his breasts that were still throbbing with desire. His breasts were already slightly bigger than Luna’s bowling-balls, but now the warm wind puffed into them as well. Alex moaned with pleasure around Jack’s cock, as he felt his breasts swell, growing bigger than his head, to the size of basketballs, the skin stretching to accommodate their new size. Alex was thankful that Jack had stopped touching his breasts long enough before the growth to allow some of the previous pleasure to subside, or else the pleasure Alex felt from the growth would have pushed him over the edge to orgasm.

While Alex was undergoing his changes, Jack wasn’t let alone by the spell, but he was so caught up in the intensity of his orgasm that the changes to his body registered through a dim haze. The cool air swirled and tightened over his whole body, and where it avoided his cock and balls the past three orgasms, this time it flexed its icy grip. It grabbed his cock and constricted his balls, pumping along with Jack’s cock’s natural flexing in orgasm, tightening each time as it forced out more cum down Alex’s throat. It milked Jack’s cock to fuel the changes in Alex’s body and his own. As the cold wind worked through and with Jack’s orgasm, it intensified Jack’s orgasm, vibrating the air itself, and making his cock ache and buzz with arousal.

As the last shot of cum left Jack’s cock, the winds left Alex and Jack, and Alex’s muscles finally relaxed, leaving his muscles feeling very sore and loose.

There was a flash. Alex turned, dropping Jack’s cock from his mouth to see Luna standing there with her polaroid camera.

 

[mac1931]

Thread dead?

 

[somethingfun625]

No, he usually goes a week or more between postings, so I'd just be patient.

 

[billie22]

It's weird how the spell converts masculinity into feminity and a nett increase in cock size, yet both of them are still participating eagerly, I mean, if you asked 2 average gym bunnies would they like to change to an amazingly voluptuous lady boy with 12 inch cock or a skinny weak average guy with 5 inch penis, I would bet 1 million dollars that they would not agree. So this spell probably has some mind altering effect as well, I'm convinced that Luna set them up, once the transformations reaches a critical stage, she'll probably drain both of them dry to bolster her own proportions and genitalia, be it pussy or cock that she is hiding under her clothes.

 

[mac1931]

Bump

 

[No One Anyone]

SIDE NOTE TO ANSWER COMMENTS: Yes, I always will come back to finish a story - it just sometimes takes a lot longer than I would like. This story already has a conclusion written out, but we just have to follow the path it takes us to get there.

I also really appreciate the feedback on characters, situations, etc. This sometimes proves helpful in making the characters more believable and I often do take the responses into account.

As for the mind-altering aspects - I didn't want to make it too obvious, but if you go back and read some of the spell-change sequences you may notice some hints that this is occurring. For example, feelings of stress, relaxation, etc. - all are added for a reason.

Now, I know some people may be disappointed with the next section I am going to post, but like all good stories there has to be some hardship that makes success even greater.

I won't spoil anything else, other than to say there is still more to go and your favorites characters are not at their end.

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Luna had the hint of a smile and playfully fanned the ejected picture against her nipples.

Alex shifted back onto his forearms, removing his fingers from within Jack. Alex felt very sore, but overall he felt better than after any other orgasm – he felt stronger, more awake, more alive, more limber, ready for anything. He felt his nipples grazing against Jack but his balls pressed down against Jack’s face – both unmistakably much larger than before.

To take stock of his increased strength Alex tried to flex his muscles, but they didn’t feel the same as before. They felt sore, less responsive, and generally less present. That was true for all of his muscles, except his most important one: his cock. When Alex flexed his cock he felt it immediately respond as it bobbed up between the bottom of his own breasts and back down heavily with an audible “smack” against Jack’s stomach. Alex tried to look down at it, but his view was almost entirely obscured by his breasts and cleavage.

He looked back at Luna and she licked her lips, holding his gaze.

Staring into Luna’s eyes, Alex flexed his cock again and again felt it higher and longer than he ever had before.

Luna smiled, raised her eyebrows, and nodded.

Alex returned Luna’s smile. Her look told him everything he needed to know. “That’s it! Right? I’ve done it! That’s why you are taking the picture! To celebrate me hitting 12! Fuck yeah, I knew I could do it!” Alex said enthusiastically.

Jack released his grip on Alex’s back and moved his hands to lift Alex’s balls off his face. Even moving them away the world around him was still more closed in – Alex’s balls were bigger, but it also seemed like Alex’s thighs were pressed closer and his breasts hung down even more.

The enveloping hot flesh and the humid smell of sex hanging in the air made Jack’s cock tingle with desire even though he had just came the hardest he had ever had in his life. His cock felt so good that he wanted more, but he tried to shove that thought aside.

“You mean that’s it? We’ve finally done it? We can stop?” Jack panted, realizing, even with his arousal trying to dominate his focus, he felt more drained and tired after his massive orgasm.

“You could have always stopped whenever you wanted. But I am glad you didn’t, and I think you will be too,” Luna said as she showed Alex the picture.

Alex gasped and his cock flexed as he looked at it.

Before encountering Luna, the person on top of the man in the 69 would have been his fantasy woman. Perfect in every way.

But now, instead of a fantasy woman, it was him.

He looked at the picture in its entirety and then moved his eyes over it, taking in the details. Long gone were his bulging muscles or even any hint of his masculine physique, having been replaced by perfect femininity with no hint of imperfection. Alex was still firm and the only jiggle was in his ass and breasts, which were now even more ample. His hips and thighs were strong and bigger now with their perfect curves, as they wrapped around Jack’s head blocking it from view. Alex’s ass was round, pushing up above him, and each cheek was almost as big as the basketball sized breasts that hung from his chest above his flat stomach, which, while it had lost its sixpack, was still as taut as a drumhead.

But he wasn’t all woman – not at all.

In stark contrast to his hyper-feminine body, running up along his stomach rose the long, girthy shaft of his cock, cutting the air between him and Jack.

Alex’s cock was so big. So dominant. It was obvious who was in control when looking at the picture. There was no match between the golden goddess with her giant, thick cock pressing down over the skinny, pale, faceless, weakling under her. Seeing the picture and feeling this power and control, Alex felt arousal surge through his body, causing his cock to flex, pushing out more precum.

Alex used all his restraint to stop himself from reaching down, grabbing his cock, and stroking it furiously to the picture. It was so hot. Even before meeting Luna, he knew that is what he would have done in private had he found this picture. As straight as he was, the feminine perfection he saw before him could have allowed him to overlook the giant cock.

The body. The passion. The power. Alex felt his body flush with pleasure and desire, wanting the person in the picture, wanting Luna, wanting both, and more.

“Speechless?” Luna asked.

“Yeah, at my massive cock,” Alex lied.

“I would love to see any picture that makes Alex speechless,” Jack said, “But any view is better than what I was just under. Alex your balls have gone from having a sack the size of one grapefruit to now each ball being the size of an orange – they are huge.” Jack then hefted one of Alex’s breasts in the hand that was not holding up his balls. It felt so big and heavy it was actually becoming harder to lift. “And so are these. Or better yet, why not get up off of me so I can see even better than the picture?”

Alex didn’t move. Luna still hadn’t confirmed that he had hit 12 inches and in this most recent orgasm she encouraged Jack to try to make Alex cum.

Alex looked up at his tree – the top of his tree stood close to or at the 12-foot mark, but from his angle he couldn’t be sure if he had made it or not.

Luna moved down toward Jack’s head, knelt, and pushed the picture into a position where Jack could see it.

“Fucking amazing…” Jack said, stroking Alex’s nipple as he did. He took in everything that Alex had seen and more. “I knew when I saw your thighs and stomach and felt your breasts that you had become increasingly feminine, but this picture is beyond what I could have ever expected.” In addition to just the tits and ass, Jack appreciated how Alex’s golden hair cascaded down his back and shoulders, and the perfection of his skin that was an even darker tan that seemed to glow warmly in the chilly air.

Jack continued, “I said you were stunning before, but now you are unimaginably beautiful. You have the body a lingerie model or porn star could only hope for, and beyond what even the most skilled surgeon could achieve. You have the body of the ideal woman that only imagination or maybe the most skilled artist could ever bring to life.”

Jack stared at the picture, completely ignoring Alex’s cock, like it did not exist. Instead, he was focused on his own, and how Alex’s perfectly feminine face with plump lips completely devoured it. Alex’s lips were plump and pushed out, surrounding Jack’s cock at its base. Alex’s cheeks were sucked in slightly as he sucked, highlighting his high cheekbones and pointed nose, which was pressed down against Jack’s pelvic bone. Those lips sucking his cock. That mouth devouring his cock. He felt his cock flex and a trickle of precum push up out of it as his balls tightened with desire.

“Just remember I gave you that big cock you wanted so badly. The picture is great, but for all I have done, I think I deserve to see all of you in front of me. Please let me up so I can see,” Jack begged.

Alex didn’t move and again ignored the request. He looked at Luna and asked, “Luna, how big am I?”

“Just teasing the edge of 12 inches,” Luna said.

Jack sighed, knowing Alex wasn’t going to move.

Alex responded, “But I was almost 12 inches after last time too. Each time Jack orgasms, and I get closer to 12 the amount I am growing gets smaller and smaller…I don’t know, but has anyone ever made it to 12 inches?”

Luna pressed the picture into Jack’s hand that was holding Alex’s breast, which he released, so he could hold the picture and continue to stare at it.

“I have had many cocks that are 12 inches and above,” Luna replied as she walked back in front of Alex and stood with her hands on her hips, indignantly, “I made the requirement because it can be met. And because I like 12 inches or more inside of me, stretching me, filling me.”

Even with her annoyed tone, both men’s cocks flexed hearing Luna talk about being stretched. Alex saw Jack’s cock pushing out more precum even though he had just cum for the tenth time.

Luna continued, “12 inches is certainly attainable, if that is what you are suggesting,” Luna said. Then, her tone softened, “Of course, maybe it is just not for you. I thought this is what you wanted – the chance of a lifetime. Alex, for you I thought that meant to have a cock as big as you want. But how about this? I will put everything back to the way it was at the start – you get your old bodies back, just the way they were.”

 

[No One Anyone]

“What’s the catch?” Alex asked, surprised he was the one asking rather than Jack, who was usually the skeptic.

“No catch,” replied Luna, “Only I can only do that one spell for your bodies, not your minds. You will remember everything that has happened.”

“So, I will remember what it was like to have a nearly 12-inch cock and massive balls…” Alex said.

“Yes, but 5 inches isn’t so bad, you could still get that hand job from me. I’m sure you still want it,” Luna replied.

She was right. Alex still wanted it, but he wanted so much more.

“And I will remember Alex sucking my cock 10 times,” Jack said, trying push from his mind the memory and the sensation of Alex’s fingers in his ass.

“Yes, but he sure looked increasingly like a woman when he did,” Luna replied, “other than his increasingly larger and larger cock. And I doubt the memory of that experience would affect your relationship with him. Or Michelle.”

Jack’s cock was rock hard, throbbing with more and more arousal as he looked at the picture of Alex. Jack found he was thinking of Alex’s giant breasts and the way Alex’s sucked him – Michelle couldn’t compete with either. He felt the cold air of the night against the precum flowing from the tip of his cock and down his shaft, but he also felt it against his ass in a way he never noticed before.

Luna knelt close to Alex, her large nipples almost brushing against his face. He could feel her warmth and smell her alluring scent. “What is it going to be?” she asked, her eyes and tone telling Alex that he was in charge.

“I never had any doubts,” brazened Alex, “I just wanted to give Jack a chance to be heard since he has already cum 10 times.”

“Good,” Luna said, standing up to and moving enough to give Alex an unobstructed view of the trees, “And just to tell you something,” Luna said in a slightly lowered, conspiratorial tone, “I never doubted you either. I knew from the start that you will meet or exceed 12 inches before our time is done. I promise you will get to fuck me.”

The words floated down to Jack, where he was still staring at the picture, concentrating on Alex’s lips wrapped around his cock. He wanted to feel that again so badly. His cock was begging for it. Jack also noticed that his own body looked paler and thinner, and when compared to Alex that turned him on even more

“Even with all of that, I still got the better end of this deal – I get to be right and have my cock sucked by someone more beautiful that any woman I have ever seen,” Jack said. “Sucked 10 times. And each time proving my point even more. Cock size doesn’t matter. Alex, just look at you. Each time you have sucked me you have become more and more attractive – first as a man, now as a woman. And over those times I have somehow lost a bit of my muscles along with my cock size. You aren’t sucking some chiseled Adonis packing a tree-trunk like yours between his legs, yet you want my cock even more now.”

Jack continued, “In fact, your nearly 12 inches hasn’t gotten you anything. You are so turned on that I can feel your precum leaking out of your bulging cock pressed against me. You are so turned on that I bet I could grab your cock and make you explode with just a couple strokes.” Jack moved his hand on Alex’s balls slightly toward Alex’s cock. It was so big, so powerful. So thick. Jack was so turned on that desires that never seemed possible pressed in on him.

“You wouldn’t,” Alex said. “Not when we are so close.”

Jack laughed. “You’re right I wouldn’t.”

Alex breathed an audible sigh of relief.

Jack continued, “No matter how beautiful you are there is still no way in hell I want to even see your cock, let alone touch it,” he said, telling a half-truth. What Jack said would have been true any time before, but Jack was so aroused that he felt intoxicated with pleasure and his previous walls of inhibitions were drastically lowered. As he watched Alex’s cock and as he had moved his hand closer to it, he found he was fighting against himself. He wanted to grab it. To stroke it. To do much more…and to submit to it.

Jack focused his mind, trying to hold back, speaking convincingly, but trying to convince himself as well. “So, you have a massive cock, that is not quite 12 inches, weeping tears of precum because it wants to be touched, but you won’t let it. Your huge cock gets nothing.” Jack said. “Instead, my very average body and very average cock gets sucked over and over by a big-titted, buxom, bimbo.”

“I am just so average and you are anything but,” Jack continued, “I get even more turned on by the contrast. The smaller I am and the hotter you are, the more aroused I get. You with the body of the hottest woman ever, repeatedly bringing me to new heights of pleasure, swallowing all of my cum, sucking my 5-inch cock. Wanting it more and more. You can’t wait to feel my cock in your mouth again. Filling it again with my cum. Tasting your reward. Swallowing it all down. Oh yes, I bet you can’t wait to suck it. Suck my 5-inch cock,” Jack moaned, his cock flexing waiting to feel Alex’s warm mouth surround it once again.

Except Jack’s cock was no longer 5 inches. It was 3.

Jack hadn’t asked how big he was, so neither Luna nor Alex volunteered to tell him.

Alex didn’t want to give Jack any more time to think or back out. He moved his mouth forward and gently took only the head of Jack’s cock inside. Like many of the times before, Alex wanted to go slowly and really prolong the experience to allow Jack to build as much cum as possible, coaxing more and more into his balls, before finally letting it unload. But unlike the times before, when Alex had always given into his passion, this time he was serious about keeping himself in control. He was going to do it. Luna’s promise of getting to 12 inches and him fucking her echoed in his mind, driving him onward. He wasn’t going to let his passion get the better of him this time.

The problem was that with Jack’s cock being 3 inches, taking only the head meant that Alex’s plump lips covered most of his head just by opening his mouth, leaving only the tip exposed for his tongue. So while Alex was doing all he could to not take more than a third of Jack’s cock into is mouth, Jack felt like Alex was just teasing him, nibbling the tip, and teasing the opening of his cock with his tongue.

“Fuck, you are killing me with that teasing,” Jack squirmed. “If you are going to drive me wild by just teasing the tip, the least you could do is build my cum more by rubbing my balls too. They feel so big and full.”

They were full, but they weren’t big any longer. Alex moved his fingers down, running them over Jack’s sack, and gently caressing the balls within. When they had started, each of Jack’s balls had been the size of a large egg. Now, his entire sack was maybe the size of one egg, and his balls within it were the size of cherries. Compared to his 3-inch cock they still appeared very oversized, especially as they were visibly swelling with cum.

“Oh yeah,” Jack moaned, “Stop with the teasing and suck my cock. Let me feel your tongue on more than just the tip. Please, take at least a little more.”

That was easier said than done on a 3-inch cock. As Alex moved his head forward just a little bit, he was already half-way down Jack’s cock. He still tried to move his head and tongue as little as possible, trying to delay Jack’s orgasm.

“Oh…you suck like you look,” Jack moaned, “I ask for a little more and you take over half my cock. You’re an expert cocksucker. You don’t even know your power. You just take me so effortlessly.”

At just three inches, taking Jack’s cock was effortless, but keeping it out was anything but. Alex was doing all that he could to hold Jack back and keep him out of his mouth. Alex didn’t want him to cum too soon. The amount of precum that was pouring out of Jack’s cock made Alex wonder how much longer even the teasing could hold him back.

“Oh fuck, oh shit,” Jack gasped and he bucked and bucked his hips upward, pushing the rest of his cock into Alex’s open mouth, driving his pubic bone against Alex’s lips.

Alex didn’t have long to wonder, because before Alex could react Jack’s cock started spewing its load, shooting harder and with more volume than it would have seemed possible from a cock and balls his size. Jack was cumming as much as he did when he was 8 inches long with his egg-sized balls pumping it out, but now his cum was being wrung out of his 3-inch cock and cherries, which contracted, flexed, and pushed with all their strength.

“Yes! Yes! Take that cum!” Jack moaned, as he bucked and thrust through his orgasm. “Ughh…so much, so much!” His orgasm felt even better than the last and inexplicably it felt like he was even cumming more now.

Except he wasn’t. Alex noticed that while Jack’s orgasm and passionate humping of his face were even more than before, the quantity of cum he was sucking down was less. But Alex didn’t care. He wanted all the cum. His mouth pulled and sucked on Jack’s cock, trying to time it with the contractions of his balls, to pull even more of the cum out of him.

As Alex sucked, Jack moaned more and more as the spell overtook him. Jack felt the cold air wrap around his entire body, squeezing him in its frigid embrace, but he wasn’t concerned – his orgasm felt so amazing. The cold hands on his cock and balls barely registered as the power of his orgasm and the massive amount of his arousal made his cock feel like it was radiating heat in the form of the pleasure he was feeling. His whole body pulsed with pleasure.

While Jack’s senses of the changes were overwhelmed and dulled by his feelings of pleasure, Alex was acutely aware of the warmth wrapping around him. Alex wanted it. He couldn’t wait to feel where it would stop. He sucked harder as he tried to mentally will the spell to grow his cock and balls longer and bigger. Alex felt his wishes start to be answered as the spell caressed and pulled at his cock and balls. That’s what he wanted. More heat. More pulling. More growth.

But not where he then felt the spell. It again grabbed at his skin and Alex mentally added the sound of flowing air as he felt every part of his body swell just slightly more like a balloon being inflated. Anywhere on his body there was fat tissue, it expanded. His hips. His ass. His thighs. His breasts. Even in his stomach he felt it.

Then it all stopped, just as he milked the last drops of Jack’s cum into his mouth.

Alex dropped Jack’s cock from his mouth, and both men panted, trying to recover from the amazing orgasm and the changes of the spell.

Alex looked up at his tree – he was closer still, but he guessed he hadn’t yet made it. He looked at Luna, his eyes asking without him uttering a word. She knew what he was thinking and shook her head.

Alex was not 12 inches. Yet.

 

[No One Anyone]

Alex was going to announce to Jack the bad news, but to his surprise Jack spoke first.

“Damn man, how many more times are you going to have to suck my cock to get to 12 inches?” Jack asked playfully between breaths. “You keep this up and I am going to think you want to stay below 12 just so you can keep sucking me. Don’t get me wrong – you can suck me as many times as it takes – that last orgasm was even more amazing than all the ones before it. But if you keep at it, you may not be just joining me in the gym to help me gain back muscle and size, you will need to jump on a treadmill yourself.”

Jack, with his free hand, the one not holding Alex’s balls, reached around and slapped Alex’s ass with a resounding slap, sending waves of jiggling down his hips and thighs that now showed just the slightest hints of a puckering or wrinkling that hadn’t been there before.

Jack continued, “I’m only saying anything because I know you are such a gym and health fanatic. I don’t think I have ever seen you with any extra weight,” Jack said, moving his hand to Alex’s stomach, pressing his fingers against it. Alex’s stomach, that had been a tight, flat washboard, now had added maybe an inch of softness over it. “Now you are maybe what could be described as ‘curvy’. I think all the guys will like it even more. And most importantly, my cock wants you even more. Are you sure you won’t let me up so I can see you now? I’m sure you would like to see it too.”

Alex looked down at his chest and saw his breasts were even fleshier than before and based on the sensations he felt from the spell, Alex could only assume that Jack was right about the rest. But there was no way Alex was going to give Jack a chance to get up until they were done.

“You can get up…when I have my 12 inches,” Alex said.

Hearing these words, Jack’s cock flexed with arousal. “I understand,” Jack replied, “You really want your 12 inches. Or at least that is what you are telling yourself. But what you really want is my cock. You want all it can give you. You don’t care if it gives you these,” Jack grabbed one of Alex’s huge, hanging breasts, “So long as it keeping pumping up these,” he said as he fondled Jack’s immense sack with his other hand. “But which will win? Your feminine attributes or your masculine ones? Your cock and balls or your tits and ass?”

Jack’s cock flexed, pumping out more precum even after just cumming for the eleventh time, being ready to go again and wanting more.

“I will tell you who really wins,” Jack continued. “Me and my cock. So yes, keep giving me blowjobs where each is the best one I have ever had in my life, that is until you give me the next one that is even better. Keep me down so you can suck me until you get to 12 inches. But remember it is my very average cock you sucked at least 12 times to get there. Now come take it!”

Jack thrust his hips up against Alex as hard as he could, which was not very powerful any longer, as his muscles and strength had weakened further. His cock had also diminished along with the rest of him – now standing only 2 inches long, about as thick as a pinky finger, and flanked by balls the size of marbles.

Alex watched as the very much less than average cock thrust up at his lips, and smiled as he parted them to let it in. Jack showed none of the reluctance he had shown earlier in the day. Now he was just as passionate about trying to fuck Alex’s face as he was in his desire to be right.

Alex no longer tried to fight against Jack or hold him back.

As Alex watched Jack’s marble-sized balls barely even bouncing as he hammered away at Alex’s mouth, Alex found himself hoping they would push out even more cum, even if it meant they shrank more. It didn’t seem possible that they could get any smaller. There had to be a minimum size, and 2 inches must really be it.

While before Alex liked the power he had over the process, controlling his growth and Jack’s shrinking, now he was letting Jack be the author his own destiny. If Jack wanted to fuck himself, Alex would let him, and his hot, wet mouth would encourage him even more.

With that, Alex now realized he wanted to see Jack’s cock and balls shrink. He wanted them to push their size out through their cum.

Jack wanted to be right, so let him be right with a 2-inch cock.

Jack’s cock buried itself as far as it would go into Alex’s mouth, pressing his hips against Alex’s lips and nose as Jack thought and felt he was probing its depths as his cock tensed and exploded.

Jack let out a guttural yell of passion as his whole body shook as he bucked, and bucked, as he shot spurt after spurt of his load as deep as he could into Alex’s mouth. His cock and balls contracted forcefully, even painfully, and tightened more and more as they wrung the cum out of themselves.

The orgasm was on another level for Jack. His cock felt so hard and so incredible, that his constricting cock and balls radiated waves of blinding orgasmic pleasure that flowed out across his body. The pleasure was so intense it felt white hot, and made his whole body shake and tingle, never allowing him to register the cold pulling around him.

With the first taste of cum touching his tongue Alex felt the warm caress of the spell swirling around his cock and balls, teasing him with the knowledge of what was to come. The warmth would start and stop, pull just a little, then stop, causing Alex to focus on it, anticipating the success of having reached 12 inches.

With his focus so intense on his cock and balls, it took him a several squirts of swallowed cum to realize he was growing already but now yet at his cock and balls. The wind that was teasing his cock and balls was already adding to his fat deposits once again - his tits, ass, hips, thighs, and even stomach were being subtly added to, little by little, but noticeably when taken over time.

Just when the last drops of cum were sucked and squeezed from Jack’s cock, Alex finally felt the sensations he had been waiting for – the warm tugging and pulling on his cock and balls.

This was it! Alex could finally stop! And maybe not a moment to soon, based on the sensations he felt in the rest of his body. Alex looked up at his tree and saw he had finally reached 12 feet!

Alex’s sigh of relief that it was finally over and his groan of the pleasure from the growth in his cock, balls, and even his tits, mixed as a moan by Alex around Jack’s now 1-inch cock that was resting in his mouth.

Alex thought Jack’s cock was done and was finally becoming flaccid since he had reached his goal of 12 inches. The 1 inch didn’t feel like it was even hard.

Except it was. Jack’s cock was spent, but still throbbing hard with arousal and more sensitive than he had ever known.

All it would take to set it off would be the slightest movement. Rub. Vibration. Moan.

Alex thought it was just a final after-squeeze of cum when he felt the first trickle of cum cover part of his tongue. It tasted so good. So sweet. That he swallowed it down without thinking.

The next trickle came quickly after, was a little more forceful, like the smallest of spurts, but even more watery and sweet, making him swallow it down too. It was so quick he didn’t even notice the tensing of Jack’s hips pushing up against him.

The spurt was the same, but this time he noticed Jack was pushing up against him and groaning weakly.

Alex figured Jack was just trying to really empty his balls for this one last orgasm and sucked down another spurt, expecting it to be the last.

But they kept coming. Little spurt after little spurt. Then trickle after trickle. Then drop after drop. Alex swallowed it all, savoring these aftershocks of the orgasmic earthquake, and relishing the fact he had won and met his goal.

When the final drop had stopped. Alex realized that Jack’s little cock was still throbbing in his mouth. Straining. Pulsing. Dry.

Alex took his mouth off of it and looked at it, surprised by its small size – it was still a perfectly shaped and proportioned cock, but only 1 inch tall, its tiny red head pointing up at him.

“Thirteen…” Jack gasped, his breathing labored.

“You mean twelve…” Alex said, but then he felt it.

The warm winds attacked his skin and made him feel like he was being puffed up like a balloon. The stretching and inflation was at all the places he had grown to dread. He found some comfort that the sensations were not as pronounced in his breasts, but the sensations elsewhere more than made up for any decreased attention to his tits. The pulling, the inflation, the growth was more powerful than he had ever felt before in his ass, hips, thighs, and flowing up to his stomach.

But the growth was all in his body. What about his cock and balls? He waited expectantly, excited to feel the growth move to his cock and balls. This was his triumph.

Alex was shocked by the cold, having never felt it before. He recoiled as the cold hands wrapped around his cock and balls, tightening hard and painfully as they squeezed and constricted. He tried to shake free from it, rolling off from atop Jack, fighting it, but that only made the sensation grab him harder. Alex struggled against it. He grabbed at his cock to try to hold it longer, wrapping his hands around it. As he did, he felt a shock of powerful cold directly on the top of his head – like he had been hit directly from above by a heavy, invisible sledgehammer – knocking his hands free.

Alex was not going to give up that easily, grabbing his cock once again with a grunt of effort. And once again he felt an even stronger strike to his head.

All the while the inflation of Alex’s body continued. His ass pillowed and lifted him up off the ground. His hips and thighs swelled wider, making it harder for him to roll from his back as he watched his cock, prominent above him as it was being strangled by unseen icicle hands. He fought against his own jiggling, expanding body as he used all his strength and reached for his cock again.

Alex saw stars and his vision narrowed as he received the strongest icy blow to the top of his head. It stopped him, his hands falling to his sides, giving in to whatever was going to happen next.

But nothing did.

It was over.

 

[billie22]

Holy cow! And now they are both ripe for Luna's kill, whatever that may be.

 

[No One Anyone]

Alex laid flat on his back, panting, trying to recover from the assault his body had just received.

The first thing he noticed was the heavy weight of his breasts pushing down around him as he breathed. They were absolutely enormous, standing tall and spreading wide, and they rolled back and forth like big fleshy waves with each breath.

But breasts weren’t his interest - Alex reached frantically and grabbed at his cock, trying to ascertain the extent of the damage the spell had caused. His hands wrapped around his still massive pole that jutted above him, taking in its size. Alex breathed a little easier when he felt his cock, still huge, but maybe smaller than at its peak. As Alex’s eyes regained their focus, he could see his massive cock head sticking out above his mountainous breasts. But just how big was he? Alex turned his attention to his tree to find his answer.

“11 fucking feet,” Alex mumbled. “That means I’m 11 inches now. I lost a whole fucking inch to Jack’s 13th orgasm. I hope it was worth it Jack,” Alex said, receiving no response from Jack other than his panting.

If Alex lost an inch, he wondered what that meant for Jack. Jack’s cock was about 1 inch long when it dribbled its last drops of cum into his mouth, so Alex knew he would have to look much lower from his 11 feet to find Jack’s tree. Except when he looked, he didn’t find a tree anymore – in its place was a bush with pale white bark and sparse, equally white, short, thin needles.

Curious to see what that bush could mean Alex turned back toward Jack and propped himself up on his elbow to look. Alex was immediately surprised by the color of Jack’s skin, which was shockingly pale and almost translucent. Jack’s thighs were about as thick as Alex’s forearm, his knees bulging larger than any other part of his legs, and the bones of Jack’s hips protruded around his hollow pelvis and cock – or what was left of it. Jack’s cock was a shrunken nub, about the size of a large, engorged clitoris, and it bore a resemblance to one, being now covered in folds of skin. There was a soft-looking, almost flat, wrinkled area behind his cock that Alex assumed must contain Jack’s balls, if they were still there. The remnants of his cock and sack were the only areas of any excess skin or flesh on Jack’s body. The rest of him was positively skeletal - each rib standing out, his stomach sunken, only filling when his diaphragm moved with each labored breath. Alex could see this all in detail because Jack no longer had even a strand of body hair or even his face – only his eyebrows and the hair on his head remained, but it had turned from its vibrant chestnut to stark white. Jack’s sunken eyes were closed, and, based on his heavy breathing, it was clear that he was asleep.

“I guess taking my inch really took it out of you. You just stay there and rest,” Alex grunted as he pushed himself up off the ground. He struggled to balance himself against the unfamiliar effects of gravity on all of the new additions to his body, both in front and behind. After more effort and time than ever before, Alex finally stood upright, facing Luna.

The camera flashed.

“Does that mean what I think it means? My 12 inches counted!” Alex said exuberantly, forgetting his fight to even stand as his optimism provided new energy as he bounded over to Luna. As he did, every movement of his body was a flood of new sensations. His thighs rubbed and jiggled, his cock and balls slapped loudly against his thighs, his ass shook, and his whole-body swayed, rippled, and wobbled, in ways he was completely unprepared to experience. It was kind of like a flesh avalanche, but he didn’t care if it meant he was going to receive his prize.

“I guess 13 was my lucky number even if Jack managed to knock down my dick a little and make me look like this. I have been doing everything I can to hold back so I hope you are prepared for the fucking of your life,” Alex said, grabbing his rock-hard cock with one hand and hefting his swollen sack with the other. While his cock had shrunk back to 11 inches, Alex’s balls hadn’t shrunk nearly as much. They had returned to the size they were when his cock was 11.75 inches and were a combined size of a grapefruit. “My balls are so big, full, and ready to explode.”

Luna smiled and cupped her hands under her breasts, pushing them together and holding them out. “I’m glad they are, and my breasts are ready to release them.”

“Your breasts?” Alex asked.

“Yes. I am glad you still want them as badly as before, since you now have a much bigger pair of your own that you could tit-fuck just as easily,” Luna said. “If that is your choice, you can lock in your decision and get ready for the best tit-job of your life.” Luna moved her breasts up and down, gyrating her body, to let Alex knew she wasn’t exaggerating.

Alex was even more puzzled. “But you promised that I would meet or exceed 12 inches and that I would get to fuck you. So what is with all this tit-job talk? You just took that picture to commemorate me hitting 12 inches and the whole thing being over, right?” Alex asked, unease replacing some of the previous confidence in his voice.

“Those are a lot of assumptions you are making,” Luna replied, slowly beginning to walk around Alex, looking him over from all sides, pausing and taking her time as she did. “I don’t break my promises or my rules. I’ve been clear from the beginning that I require a 12-inch cock for fucking. And you don’t have a 12-inch cock right now. I did promise you that you will meet or exceed 12 inches and that you will get to fuck me, but if you choose tit-fucking over fucking and having an 11-inch cock over having a 12-inch cock, that is your decision. I am not forcing you. I will go along with whatever choice you make. The new you does look like a lot of fun. A WHOLE LOT of fun,” she said, now behind him, as she slapped his ass causing him to let out feminine whimper of surprise and sending a ripple across much of his body. “So do you want to lock-in your decision now at 11 inches and to stay with that body?”

“Stay like this?!” Alex asked, annoyed. Even looking down at what he could see, Alex knew this was not the vision of himself he ever had in mind. “If it wasn’t to celebrate me hitting 12 inches, what was the purpose of the picture?”

“Like before, I wanted you to have a complete picture of yourself – and this time there is much more of you to take in,” Luna said, walking back in front of Alex and handing the picture to him.

Alex’s jaw dropped when he saw it. He was still hot, but his body had transitioned from one feminine ideal to another. Alex had gone from looking like the epitome of male virility only hours before, to then the ideal feminine sexual object, to now looking like a living version of a female fertility statue. His breasts were titanic, torpedoes being pulled down to his waist under their weight. They were held up somewhat by his stomach that had also swelled to flow into his now vast hips, ass, and thighs. His hips were extreme, but they had to be to be to sit atop his thighs, which each were now bigger around than his whole torso had been before the spell. His ass was huge, and even bigger and wider than his breasts. It least it was as perky as an ass that size could be, but still that meant it sagged. He had gone from being an extreme hourglass to a immense pear, as even his enormous tits on his upper half were matched or exceeded by his lower half.

Alex looked up at Luna from the picture, “Luna…” he said and stopped. Alex had been preoccupied with his cock, his body, and the sensations caused by both that Alex now realized he was looking “up” at Luna. He looked down to see if he was standing in a hole or down a slope, but he saw they were standing on level ground. If Luna was 5’9, he now had to be around 5’8, meaning he had lost 3 inches in height.

Before he could react more Alex then noticed a gasping and sputtering coming from the ground behind him where Jack was laying.

“Finally waking up so you can help us fix this mess you made?” Alex asked with clear aggravation in his voice.

“He won’t be waking up,” Luna said, calmly, “He’s dying.”

Alex snapped around to face Jack. “DYING?!?” Alex responded in a panic, “But how? Why?”

“Because of you,” Luna replied calmly, “You drained other attributes from him in addition to his cock and balls. You had to have seen and felt it. How could you not? You took various parts of every aspect of him – physically and emotionally. Eventually, in your quest for the biggest cock and balls, you drained him physically to the point of malnutrition and extreme weight loss. He is starving and now his body is starting to shut down.”

“You have to help him! What about giving him some of your food and wine! I know those are loaded with nutrition – I could feel it when I ate and drank – the energy I felt was like I was eating life itself. I bet I could survive on just a bite of the food for weeks,” Alex replied.

Luna shook her head. “Unfortunately, Jack is too far gone. He couldn’t digest my food and drink even if we could get him to swallow.”

Jack’s breathing continued to be labored, his whole body heaving as he fought for his next breath.

“Then magic!” Alex said, desperately, “Use your magic to save him!”

Luna sighed. “I know you’re upset, so I realize you don’t know what you are even suggesting at this point. I can’t create life. In order to save his life, I would need to take the life of someone else, and as a theft spell the overall result would be less than the elements that go in. If he was mostly healthy, but had for example a broken arm, I could probably take a few years off your life to immediately heal him. Would that be worth it to you? I think you would tell him to wait the months for his arm to heal. But in Jack’s current state, I don’t think even if you gave your whole life that I could save him. You both just may end up dead,” Luna explained.

“How can you be so calm?” Alex asked, exasperated by the situation and Luna’s lack of urgency. “So you are just going to stand by and watch him die? You can’t let him die! Isn’t there anything you can do?” Alex pleaded.

“I am going to do nothing because there is nothing I can do,” Luna replied and then paused, “But you can,” she said with slightly raised eyebrows and a smirk. “You are the one that took all that you did from him. You pushed the transfer spell for this result. You can use that same transfer spell to save him.”

“You mean…” Alex said, looking down at his erect cock.

“Yes,” Luna replied, smiling broadly.

The relief flooded over him, causing Alex to laugh. “Ha! Oh the fucking irony!” Alex said as he walked over to Jack, looking down on him. “I guess we will see if cock size doesn’t matter once I give you cock to mouth resuscitation to stop you from dying with my massive fucking cock.”

Alex knelt and straddled Jack’s chest, careful not to smother Jack in his thighs. His balls were so big and heavy they would have impinged Jack’s breathing by weighing heavily on his chest had Alex not cupped them up the best he could.

Alex placed the tip of his shiny cock head, slippery with precum, at the opening of Jack’s partially open mouth. Alex’s enormous drooling cock rested there and began to moisten Jack’s parched lips with his precum, and Alex hesitated. With Jack’s every breath, air moved across Alex’s wet cock head, cooling it and reminding Alex of what it had felt like to shrink.

Even as his cock and balls ached for release and his best friend’s life hung in the balance, Alex hesitated. He asked Luna, “If I do this, your promise still stands, right? I will have at least a 12-inch cock and get to fuck you?”

“I never break my promises,” Luna replied, the words sounding positively sexual. “Believe me when I say, I want your cock.”

Alex fought against the urge to cum right then, but he held back, wanting to be sure to safeguard his cock size. He moved aside and grabbed Jack under his shoulders, lifting him almost effortlessly he was so light, weighing less than 100 pounds. Alex pivoted Jack’s body as gently as possible 180 degrees, giving Alex once again an unobstructed view of their trees as he climbed back atop Jack.

“Your devotion to cock size and to me is so sexy. Jack had a big cock and never appreciated it. It didn’t matter. It was just a fact of life for him, and he was always in the position of using it. ‘Giving it’ to women. That is up until the point he very literally gave his cock to you. Now you have the unique chance to make him understand the importance of a huge cock by putting him on the receiving end of your monster. Make him see and feel the power of your commanding, colossal, cock,” Luna breathed into Alex’s ear, her lips brushing against him and her hot breath sending tingling across his body and up his cock.

Alex followed that tingling sensation, surging forward, slipping his massive cock head past Jack’s precum slick lips into his mouth, forcing his lips wide. Alex’s cock head alone completely filled Jack’s mouth and his precum coated Jack’s tongue, making his tastebuds tingle with a new flavor he had never experienced before.

That taste and the sensation of the giant, spongy head taking over his mouth and pushing against his tongue caused Jack’s eyes to snap open, staring intently upward. Alex thought they were looking at him, but realized they were looking past him, unfocused but determined. His eyes seemed to cry out. Not in helplessness or a plea to be saved but almost in a look of fear or anger.

Even with the desire and power that drove him Alex wanted to be fair to his friend. “If you want me to stop, just ask me to stop,” Alex said.

Jack stared with no response.

“Or just blink twice,” Alex said.

Jack stared with no response.

“If you want Alex’s huge, sexy cock to give you everything you need, just keep staring,” interjected Luna.

Jack stared with no response.

“See, you have his permission,” Luna said, “Besides, as you already know, your cock will save his life.”

“I hope you hear that Jack,” Alex said, “My gigantic, throbbing cock, my enormous, swollen balls, and my torrent of cum is going to save your life.”

 

[No One Anyone]

Alex could have easily choked Jack on his cock, so he was careful to not move it or block Jack’s airway. With the hand holding his heavy, full balls, Alex rubbed and caressed them, causing them to tighten more and pump out more precum, as his hand on his cock stroked stream after stream of it into Jack’s mouth.

After hours of arousal and almost cumming several times earlier in the day, it did not take long for Alex to feel his cock swell even larger. Feeling it swell, appreciating its massive size, was everything that Alex had dreamed it would be and more. His cock was immensely girthy before and his head felt and looked bigger than he ever thought possible, but as he pumped it toward completion they got bigger and bigger. It felt so good in his hand. He savored every moment stroking his giant powerful cock. While Jack didn’t appreciate having a big cock, Alex loved every second of it.

But as much as he enjoyed the feeling of his massive cock, Alex knew he was going to cum soon. When he usually felt these sensations in the past, it usually meant he was going to cum within seconds. There was no edging for him. He worked up his cum and then came. So it was a surprise for Alex when he thought he was going to cum, feeling the wave rising up within his balls, but then found he was able to pump more and more. Even with all the excess cum waiting and backed up over the course of the day, he was able to edge and remain there, heightening and extending his pleasure.

Alex was in complete control that he had never experienced before in his life. Even as he looked past his huge breasts that jiggled as he stroked his cock and past the massive thighs that surrounded Jack’s head, he saw his proud, pipe of cock, the head buried in Jack’s mouth. He was in control of that cock. As his balls felt heavier and heavier in his hand as they swelled with more cum, Alex knew he was in control of his orgasm and his cum. And as he looked down on his friend Jack’s face, he knew he was in control of life itself.

Rather than lose control of himself, or roar like an animal, Alex simply said two words: “size matters.”

He then let the floodgates burst open in the most powerful and mind-blowing of orgasms. His cock exploded stronger and with more cum Alex had ever before experienced. With the first blast, Alex felt the spell grab him, but there was nothing that was going to hinder his unstoppable orgasm. The cold flowed over his skin, enveloping his hips, ass, thighs, stomach, and breasts, encasing him. Tidal wave after tidal wave of cum pounded out of Alex’s cock. With each wave of cum Alex’s cock tensed, the cold grip contracted, and as his cock relaxed between surges, so did the grip. Cock flex. Shoot cum. Cold constrict. Relax. Release. Repeat.

It was a miracle that Jack didn’t choke on this inundation of cum, and somehow the waves avoided Jack’s windpipe and were all routed into Jack’s stomach. Alex couldn’t believe that Jack was taking all of this cum, it seemed like too much, and just when he thought it was, Jack’s cheeks filled and cum overflowed out of his mouth, around Alex’s cock, and washed over his face. More and more cum made its way into Jack’s stomach even as the overflow of cum covered his face. From Jack’s nose, to his cheeks, to his chin, and down his neck were covered in Alex’s hot, sticky cum, his body swallowed it down and his only reaction was for his eyes to move slightly with each blast, as if flinching with it.

Each surge of cum had an immediate physical effect on both of them. Alex started to notice that as the cold tightened around him and as he watched his cock flexing as it delivered its load, his stomach and thighs appeared slightly slimmer. The transfer was working. The first obvious impact was Jack’s skin color, which regained a healthier hue, but was still very white. Jack’s face went from skeletal to merely gaunt and his hair didn’t look quite so white and brittle.

When Alex’s orgasm finally stopped and the last drop of cum had been pushed from the tip of his cock, Alex looked at the results. Most importantly, Jack was alive. His breathing had returned to normal, and his face looked relaxed with his eyes now closed at rest.

Alex hadn’t lost all the excess weight, but now would be more likely described as “chubby” rather than a “BBW”. Perhaps most surprisingly he still felt great, energetic, and his cock was still hard and ready to more as precum was already starting to leak from its tip.

Alex looked up at the trees to see what they showed and that was the most shocking of all. Jack’s was a tree once again, had regained some of its color and grown to 1.5 feet. Alex was not prepared when he saw his own tree. In the waves of cold around his body he had failed to notice the winds around his cock. Warm winds. Alex’s tree was now 11.25 feet tall, and looking at his cock, which was wider in Jack’s mouth confirmed the result.

“Holy shit. We both grew,” Alex said. “I saved Jack’s life and we both grew,” he repeated, hardly believing it.

He was answered by a loud growl from Jack’s sunken stomach. It then growled again.

“And it appears you are both about to grow more,” Luna said.

Before Alex could ask what she meant, he felt Jack’s tongue move for the first time. It moved slowly and tentatively, just investigating his cock head. It felt so good, making Alex groan.

 

[No One Anyone]

A moving tongue would not normally be a reason to celebrate, but for both men it was. It was evidence of Jack’s improved condition, because it was the first action from his body other than just attempting to live. His growling stomach meant that his body was starting to function again and was hungry. Most important was the object of the movement of Jack’s tongue and the desire for his hunger: Alex’s cock. Throughout the day Jack had been avoiding even looking at or touching Alex’s cock, but now he had it in his mouth.

The last thing Jack remembered was icy cold and draining embrace when Alex had last sucked his cock. He had felt pleasure beyond belief as his cock emptied itself into Alex’s warm mouth, but the extreme pleasure made him aware only at the last moment of the sensation that the world was closing in around him, feeling like he was falling faster and faster into an abyss, so cold and tired that he didn’t even feel like fighting. It was over. There was nothing more he could do.

So, when Jack felt himself warm and alive he didn’t care his stomach burned with hunger or that he was so tired and weak that he couldn’t open his eyes. This was all a vast improvement. He didn’t question that in this first return to conscious thought that his mouth was filled with a spongy, huge, hot object that was filling his dry mouth with the tastiest, slightly viscous fluid. Jack moved tongue over it. Exploring it. Rubbing it. Feeling the size and contours of it as he felt around its large opening that deposited more liquid onto his tongue. The object felt so good and the fluid tasted so amazing, the more he drank of it the more his stomach turned itself in knots, growling for more. He swirled his tongue around it, exploring its edges. It was all so foreign, but also so familiar. It was like he knew the object that was in his mouth. It reminded him of something he knew, but just not this way.

As his stomach growled again, Jack pursued his lips slightly, drawing on the object tentatively, like a straw as he continued to move his tongue. He was still very weak, so he couldn’t do much, but as he sucked on it, he felt more of the delicious fluid flow into his mouth and the object expand just a little.

Alex groaned again and the sound floated down to Jack.

Jack’s eyes snapped open, staring right at Alex, and Jack understood why this felt so familiar but different – Jack had his cock sucked countless times, but he had never considered the experience from the perspective of the person doing the sucking. His mouth stopped. His whole body should have rebelled at this point. Jack knew he should have spat out Alex’s cock, fought to break free, and vomited up the precum he had been drinking down. Alex was ready for it. But Jack just paused, staring up into his best friend’s eyes. The eyes were the same even though Alex’s body was not and those eyes showed care and concern, as much as desire.

Luna watched the men, rubbing her naked breasts. “14 appears to be Jack’s lucky number. Double 7. The 14th orgasm of the day kept him alive,” Luna said. “Now the question is how many times will Jack return the favor.”

Alex had sucked Jack’s cock 13 times and Alex had no problem with it. Jack had surrendered to the pleasure Alex gave him, but had gone through hell, so he thought, and almost died. So who had made the better decision? Jack had almost lost everything. For what? To say he didn’t suck Alex’s cock? Now that Alex’s cock was in his mouth it didn’t seem like such a big deal. It wasn’t what he thought it would be. What was he fighting against? Social norms? They had already agreed to not tell anyone. Clearly, he was alive and likely because of Alex’s cock, so how bad could it be? If he made Alex cum, wouldn’t that only make things better? Besides, while Alex’s cock was massive, his tits were even bigger.

Jack began to move his tongue again, teasing against Alex’s opening in his cock head before swirling it around the head and sucking as hard as he could, which was not hard at all. He tried to lift and move his head and found he couldn’t. Jack tried to moan and found he couldn’t do that either. All he could do was swirl and suck and stare with wanting eyes into Alex’s and hope that he would understand.

Alex did, but Jack’s growling stomach helped to communicate his desire. Alex began to gyrate his hips slightly, just enough to move his cock a little, pushing it a little deeper into Jack’s mouth and opening of his throat, but not so much as to overwhelm him. Instead of fucking Jack’s frail face, Alex grabbed his pole and began to wring the precum from it as he pumped it toward completion once more.

Jack did everything he could to bring Alex pleasure in his weakened state, as he sucked and ran his tongue over Alex’s cock head, tasting the precum, lapping it up, savoring it. It tasted better than anything else he could remember, but it only increased his hunger and desire for more. He thought that if Alex’s precum tasted that good, then his cum must be even better.

Jack didn’t have long to wait to find out. Jack felt Alex’s cock head swell even bigger, stretching his mouth and lips, holding his mouth wider than he ever felt possible as Alex held himself on edge. Alex was still in control. He could hold himself there and really make Jack work for it as long as he liked. But then Alex felt something he would not have thought possible. He felt Jack’s hands resting against his huge ass. Jack had used all of his strength to move his hands to try to grab Alex’s ass to pull him deeper into his mouth. Jack was not just tolerating or accepting or using Alex’s cock, he was desiring it. This was after having taken only one load of Alex’s cum. If Jack still had reluctance to sucking his cock, Alex suspected that the more Jack did it and the more cum he swallowed, the more that reluctance would be broken down and replaced by an increasing craving for more.

That was all it took to push Alex over the edge. He exploded with another massive orgasm, even more powerful than the last. Volley after volley of hot cum exploded out of his cock and into the willing and eager mouth of Jack, who swallowed it down as fast as he could. With each stream of cum Alex felt Jack’s hands on his ass becoming stronger and stronger, his fingers pressing into Alex’s ample flesh.

As with the orgasm before, the spell immediately started working with even the first jet of cum. The sensations that both men felt were identical to the last time.

With each shot of cum, Alex felt the cold grip of the spell squeeze the fat out of him. This time he could picture the coldness of the spell draining some of the excess fat off of him and then shooting it out his warm cock and into Jack’s waiting mouth. He watched as his stomach and thighs slimmed slightly, and his cock pushed Jack’s mouth wider and his balls grew heavier in his hand. Just as the orgasm felt even stronger than the previous one, the amount of pleasure Alex felt was even greater.

Beneath the slimming Alex and his increasingly more massive cock and balls, Jack struggled to swallow each of the seemingly never-ending gushes of cum. With each gush Jack felt the hot cum slide down his throat into his stomach, where the warmth then radiated out from his stomach and across his body. The warmth brought with it increased strength and energy, and along with it the first feelings of arousal Jack had felt since he had lost consciousness. Jack’s cock felt alive and throbbing, even as he sucked down Alex’s seed for the second time.

After this even longer orgasm, both men found themselves staring at each other, Jack still with Alex’s cock head in his mouth.

Alex spoke first, “Welcome back. I guess you can finally admit cock size matters since my monster cock saved your life.”

Jack released Alex’s cock from his mouth. “I don’t know how true that is,” Jack said, his voice barely above a whisper, still weaker than he was. “Your cock definitely put where I was. Where I am now. And it will put me where I want to be. Can you get off of me already?” Jack playfully pinched Alex’s fat ass to try to make him move.

“But how else would my cock put you where you want to be?” Alex said, a joking tone to his voice.

“By my own choice,” Jack said, licking Alex’s cock head flirtatiously. "Now let me up!"

 

[mac1931]

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[mac1931]

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[No One Anyone]

“You’re going to have to do better than that,” Alex replied with mock seriousness, not moving.

Jack smiled up at Alex, firmly grabbed his huge ass, feeling it overflow through his fingers, and gave Alex’s cock the most sensuous long kiss, sucking it, and pulling at it with his mouth as he ran his tongue over it. Alex gasped with pleasure in response before Jack released his cock. “That is just a taste of what I am going to do to you once I get up,” Jack whispered. The whisper made these words sound even more sexual and Jack justified it in his mind that he just wanted this over. The faster he got back toward his normal weight and helped Alex achieve his goal, the faster they both could ask Luna to make this right. That was still his goal Jack told himself, to get them back to close to where they were when this started. At least to where both were clearly identifiable as men, even if Alex had the bigger cock. If he had to suck Alex’s cock one more time to do it, then that was the price he was willing to pay.

“Ha! I’ll give you more than a taste, I will give you the whole thing!” Alex laughed and swung his legs from around Jack and stood up. Alex reached down, his massive breasts swinging, as he gave Jack his hand and pulled him up effortlessly, both due to Alex’s strength and Jack’s greatly diminished weight.

The best friends paused, speechless, as they stood there in front of each other, staring, examining, wondering at what the other had become.

Alex looked much the same as before the most recent orgasm, but he had lost a few pounds here and there. His stomach had shrunken a little, but it would still jiggle if he fucked. His hips, thighs, and ass had maybe lost an inch or two, and had lost their excess cellulite but still rippled when bent. His breasts had been reduced even more modestly, losing stretchmarks the same way the other parts of him lost their cellulite, but they were still much bigger than even Luna’s. Curvy or chubby, depending on who you asked, would have described him well.

The fat Alex lost had gone to Jack, both as body mass and energy. Jack was waiflike in his appearance, looking like a very thin, very tall, very pale fashion model. His body was long and willowy and his skin was white and without hair or blemish, like fine porcelain. Where there was even a hint of color on his body other than white, it stood out in contrast. His hair was now a dusty hue with a touch of rose, showing its relation to its former chestnut color. Jack’s areolas and nipples, once tan, were now pink. Alex thought they looked slightly puffy and larger, but any fat on Jack’s frame could easily give that appearance. A breeze slipped through the clearing, causing Jack’s nipples to stand erect, like two big hard pencil erasers and he breathed in at the sensation he had never noticed before.

But while he was still very thin, Jack felt increasingly better, if still tired. He had energy, felt alive, and very flexible. His body made him feel like he wanted to move, but he didn’t have the stamina to move much. Instead, as Jack looked over Alex, Jack channeled that energy into stretching and bending, curving and twisting his body in ways he had never been able to in his lifetime. Jack’s height at 6’2 was unchanged, so his tall, thin, pale body, accentuated every movement, making him appear like a spindly pale tree bending in the breeze.

As Jack absentmindedly tried out his newfound talent, Alex watched intently, noticing Jack had regained more muscle tone and fat, and it had distributed itself along his hips, ass, thighs, and even his chest, giving him a very androgynous appearance. Jack could have passed as either a man or woman had he worn the gender specific clothing, but being completely nude, their genitalia added to the consideration.

That was the only other place on Jack’s body with color: his cock and balls, which had changed as much as the rest of his body and were now almost the same color of pink as his nipples. Rather than return to a fully hanging sack, his sack was still shriveled and wrinkled, but over these last two orgasms it had swollen and expanded, meaning that the balls contained within had grown larger too. Larger balls suggested more cum, and more cum was just what Alex needed to achieve his goal. Alex would have never expected himself to desire more cum out of Jack, but there he was staring at the sack that he hoped contained larger, more cum-filled balls.

And there above it was the instrument for its delivery: Jack’s cock. Jack’s cock was also changed. When his cock had shrunken to its smallest size, about the size of a large, engorged clitoris, it had born a resemblance to one, being covered in folds of skin. Now that it had grown, the skin that had been wrapped around it stayed and was attached to it as foreskin. Jack was now uncircumcised!

Alex looked over his own body, happy to see his feminine attributes reduced and his cock and balls looking possibly bigger. He then looked over at the trees and his suspicions were confirmed. Alex’s tree was now 11.5 feet tall, and Jack’s was now 3 feet and had regained the slightest bit more of color.

“Shit man! You went from being circumcised to uncut and doubled in size between orgasms!” Alex said, clapping his Jack on the upper arm, feeling the twiglike bone beneath his fingers, pausing Jack’s motion. Alex grabbed Jack’s arm to stop himself from grabbing where he really wanted. “Congratulations!”

“You’re telling me I’m packing a 10-inch tube steak now?” Jack said, with a tone that made Alex stare at him, wondering if he really was alright or if the labored breathing had deprived his brain of oxygen. Jack then stared down at his own cock before he broke the silence by answering his own question, “Maybe its all that new foreskin hiding the rest of it, but unless I need my eyes checked, my cock sure doesn’t look like it’s 10 inches. And 10 inches would be its size if it doubled from some kind of 5-inch minimum cock size I somehow thought existed. No idea how I ever got that idea,” he said trailing off. Jack looked up at the trees, “Yes, I would say 3 inches looks much more likely. But speaking of missing a few inches, are you shorter?” Jack needled, clearly his mental acuity had not been diminished.

“No, I’ve grown too,” Alex said, knowing what Jack meant and intentionally avoiding it, instead thrusting out his hips.

Jack ignored his thrust and instead grabbed one of Alex’s huge breasts. It felt so heavy and soft, bigger than the breasts of any woman he had ever been with. “I would say you have,” Jack said, teasing Alex’s nipple between his fingers.

Alex felt a shiver of arousal as his nipple hardened, “Yes those, but my cock even more. 11.5 inches of pure power on its way to 12. We are on almost there and we have you to thank for it. We are both gaining size with you sucking my cock. It’s amazing!”

Jack felt his stomach growl and it was loud enough for all three of them to notice.

“Do you want something to eat or drink?” Luna asked.

Jack was about to answer when he smelled something even better and more appetizing right under his nose. He took his fingers and wiped the remnants of Alex’s cum from around his mouth, chin, neck and shoulders, feeding it into his mouth. The cum tasted even better than before, and with each swallow he didn’t feel growth, but he felt his cock grow harder and more aroused. Eating the cum was turning him on and the cum would push the spell forward. Food and drink from Luna could never do any of that.

“Thanks for the offer, I am starving,” Jack said, dropping Alex’s breast and taking his hand, “but I have all I need right here,” as he pulled Alex down onto the tarp, positioning them so Alex still had a good view of the trees.

“Yes, an endless supply of sustenance,” Alex said, flexing his cock and staring at Jack with increasing desire.

Jack laid down and grabbed Alex’s massive cock with both hands, wrapping them around his massive girth. Jack licked it like a giant ice cream cone, appreciating its size and weight fully for the first time. With each lick of the cock, Jack inexplicably wanted it more and felt his own cock surge with arousal. “From those bull balls, I wouldn’t expect anything less,” Jack said, turned on by the alluring smell of Alex’s cock and balls, but, even through the haze of desire, a nagging question presented itself. “Luna, while I am sure Alex’s balls can supply me all the cum I could ever want, this night has been stretching on and on and we have cum 15 times between us. Does the transfer spell have any limits or can we just go back and forth swapping attributes forever?”

Luna smiled and replied, “All spells have limits. And while the spell has a life of its own, it usually ends at dawn, around 20 orgasms, or whenever you both agree to stop.”

Both men froze, wrestling with this information and their desire for one another.

Jack sat up and released Alex’s cock. “Why didn’t you tell us that?” Jack asked, trying to remain calm, sitting there, looking over Alex’s body and his own.

“You never asked,” Luna replied, ”And I never thought it would be an issue. When I have cast a spell like this before, most straight men would maybe do the transfer once or twice each. I have never had any push the spell this far. 15 is quite a feat.”

“If you have never had them push it this far, why 20?” Alex asked, still laying back, trying to look relaxed.

“Numbers have deep meaning,” Luna said, “You have probably felt and seen it already today. I have done other spells that get repeated and 20 seems to be around the maximum on spells of this size. And its only around 20, meaning it could be a couple more or a couple less. I would say 18 to really be safe and if you go for more after, then that is an extra gift from the spell.”

Both men stared at each other, considering what to do next, as they felt the pull of their arousal between them.

 

[No One Anyone]

“Hmm…” Jack said, as he laid back down, resting on one elbow as if in thought, staring at Alex’s massive, erect cock. “If we really have limited orgasms remaining, we have to be careful with our choices and consider them closely.” Jack moved his face closer to the tip of Alex’s cock. Close enough to feel the heath radiating from it and smell his scent. Jack stared at the huge head, down the wide shaft, and to the massive balls below that contained the key to their efforts. “Thinking long and hard.”

“Go on…” Alex replied.

“Well to start we have to take our time,” Jack said, as he paused and extended just the tip of his tongue to lightly lick the tip of Alex’s cock, “As we have seen before,” he licked it again, but with more tongue, “more time,” lick, “plus more effort,” lick, “equals more cum.” He paused, staring at the head. “And that means more changes.” Jack grabbed Alex’s cock with one hand. It was so big, and hot, and hard, and heavy. Jack gave it a stroke. “We just have to be deliberate.” Stroke. “Thoughtful.” Stroke with a kiss to the underside ridge beneath the flare of the head. “Really draw it out.” Stroke and then Jack opened his mouth as he kissed the tip, sucking off huge drop of precum that had formed from his pumping.

“Yes, we should,” Alex said.

“But for that all to work, your huge cock in my face and mouth needs to stop distracting me. I really need to think on it…” Jack said as he moved to get up off the tarp, but as he went to stand his foot caught the tarp. Jack tripped forward, landing with each of his knees beside Alex, straddling him, landing his 3-inch cock and shrunken sack on top of Alex’s massive 11.5-inch pole and sack that was about as big around as Jack’s thigh. Jack caught his upper body by both his elbows hitting the tarp at the same time his chest was caught by Alex’s massive, soft breasts.

Luna rushed closer, kneeling down beside them. “Are you okay?” she asked, the concern clear in her voice.

“Better now,” Alex answered first. Jack’s light, maybe not too much more than 100 pounds, body pressed atop him, making him even harder as he studied Jack’s face. Jack’s face hadn’t changed or reshaped like Alex’s, but just losing all of his facial hair and having flawless pale skin, like a doll, made him look much more feminine than before.

As Jack looked back at Alex, only the spark within his eyes and his expression were the same as before. Alex’s big, beautiful, feminine eyes with their long lashes were only inches from Jack’s face as gazed into Jack’s eyes, looking at him with the look of passion and longing that he intended fully for Luna.

Jack stared at the beauty beneath him, the huge soft breasts between them, and feeling Alex’s warm breath on his lips. Those lips. So soft and luscious. The breath so warm and sweet. For a moment Jack felt like he was falling, or being pulled, his mouth onto Alex’s mouth. His mind flashed with the thought of his tongue entwined with Alex’s, their mouths locked in a passionate embrace, as they gave into their desires, both forgetting who they were.

As he was drawn down, Jack felt Alex’s huge cock flex against him, pulling him back from his fantasy and reminding him that this was still his best friend laying beneath him. Even with everything else they had done, this would be too much. Jack froze in fear of what they almost just did and then shifted more of his weight to his elbows and off of laying on Alex’s breasts.

“That was close,” Luna said with a sigh of relief, as she interrupted the silence and sat down, crossed legged, beside them. “Getting hurt would really hinder your ability to achieve your goals. You know how hard you both have worked – you are both so close.”

Luna’s words had broken the uncomfortable silence and restored calm to Jack. It was about goals. Not the raw passion he felt and almost acted upon. That was just a mistake. And a mistake he only made in his mind. Luna’s acknowledgment of the true motivations between them buoyed Jack’s confidence and restored his freedom to act. No longer did he feel like he would fall prey to his passions for the wrong reasons. Luna had illuminated the rationality of their actions. No way Jack was going to kiss Alex. That was too far. But everything else they had done or would do was for their purposes. Their goals. It made perfect sense.

“Yeah,” Jack said. “Sorry about that. I can get off.” But contrary to his words, Jack flexed his cock back against Alex’s monster and moved his hips forward once, as if to scoot off, slowly, waiting for Alex’s reaction.

That reaction was almost immediate. Alex’s cock flexed with arousal as it was poked by Jack’s much smaller cock. Alex grabbed Jack’s upper arms forcefully, holding him in place. “You must mean, you can get me off,” said Alex as he flexed his cock against Jack, who smiled back at him. “Before you tripped, you said you wanted to ‘think on it.’ Now you can.”

When Alex had ground himself against Jack, 9 inches against 9 inches as equals, as “cock twins,” Jack had been reluctant, he had done everything possible to not move or react at all, being mostly successful at it, and had done everything he could to resist. Their overall bodies were more similar back then too - Alex was just a bit more muscular than Jack and Jack thinner than Alex, but otherwise they were of similar size, weight, build, and clearly men. No question.

Now they were a picture of contrasts. Alex was feminine perfection: a fleshy, soft, buxom, spread of tanned skin, cascading long golden blonde hair, huge breasts, ass, and thighs that begged to bounce and sway with every thrust of his giant, 11.5-inch cock backed by equally large, full balls. Atop Alex, Jack was the opposite in almost every way: his hair was as short as it was before any of the transfers, his complexion was as white as milk accentuating his lack of curves, and even after the last transfer he was still very thin, just no longer skeletal – Alex likely outweighed him by 80 pounds or more, his limbs were like sticks, long and lean, his ass was flat, only his nipples and maybe his areolas puffed out – and his cock was a thin, tiny 3 inches backed by a puffy sack, that didn’t hang down more than about an inch, but was tucked close to his body between the base of his cock and stopped about halfway to his ass.

Now Jack, looking like some sort of androgynous, ghostly nymph, laying atop a curvaceous golden goddess, his tiny cock dwarfed by Alex’s titan, flexed his cock in response.

“Yes, that must be what I meant,” Jack replied, and began to grind his cock against Alex’s. “I suggest we make every orgasm count, building as much cum as possible, to make this the last time we need to do a transfer. So I don’t want you cumming any time too soon.”

The size difference felt amazing. It Jack wasn’t just straddling and riding Alex’s whole body, he was riding a massive cock. Alex watched as Jacks little nipples bounced so slightly as he ground against Alex’s massive cock. Alex could see Jack’s muscles pulling and working under his skin as he flexed his whole body, feeling his little cock work the precum out of Alex’s pipe. But even with that precum flowing, much of it was being smeared against Alex’s stomach rather than adding lubrication to their cocks that would prolong their pleasure. They were mostly hot skin, to hot skin. Jack’s uncut cock didn’t appear to be making any precum of its own, and when Alex thought of it, he didn’t remember Jack’s cock leaking at all since it had regrown. This was another significant difference from before – when Jack’s precum was plentiful and flowed like water. If they didn’t get more lubrication soon, Alex knew he would be cumming quickly from Jack’s raw grinding.

Alex grabbed ahold of Jack’s hips, holding him still, so Alex could pause and bring his cock back from the impending edge. “Damn bro, if you keep that dry-fucking up I won’t hold out,” Alex said. “Luna, do you think you could help us with our friction problem? Your mouth felt amazing last time we did this – it was perfect.”

“But last time, you both were 9 inches and therefore qualified to be in my mouth. This time only you qualify, but your cock doesn’t seem like it needs any help based on all the precum I see spread across your stomach,” Luna said. “It is Jack that needs my help and I have the perfect solution, especially since Jack has been making me so wet.”

Jack reveled in her comment. Even with Alex having a massive cock, Luna said it was Jack that was making her wet. He knew she was attracted to his confidence and that he was right. This showed it even more.

With her left-hand Luna grabbed the top of her heavy skirt, and both men became even more still and held their breath, stunned, waiting for what would happen next.

Luna noticed their focused attention and smiled. “You get to see all of me once you earn it. Besides, you want me to extend your pleasure, not bring it to an immediate conclusion.”

She then used her left hand to pull back the top of her skirt just enough to shove her right hand down inside. Both men’s minds raced to think of the magnificent pussy that was hidden there. Soaking wet. Open. Inviting. Waiting. Wanting. Yearning.

Luna pulled out her right hand and it was drenched in her juices, glistening in the firelight. She reached forward and grasped Jack’s cock, wrapping her fingers around it, covering it in a thick, slippery layer of her wetness. Luna’s juices didn’t feel even the slightest bit cold but were pleasantly warm. Luna’s hand and her wetness felt amazing, making Jack want more, and she was happy to oblige. Even after covering Jack’s cock, from the tip to the base, there was so much of her wetness left. Luna stroked her hand down, rubbing, caressing, and covering his balls in her warm juices. She held them, cupped them, cradled them in her palm.

The warm wet juices felt so good, and Jack was even more turned on thinking of their source. In a way, he was at that moment closer to Luna’s pussy than Alex. That pussy that Alex wanted to get into so badly, now had its juices spread all over him. Those juices were on him. His cock. His balls. So wet and slick. Luna saw that Jack was right. Confident. Proud. Those juices covering him were his evidence. That is why she was so wet. She said it. It was because of him.

Luna’s touch, her juices, and the thought of being right all combined to make Jack’s arousal surge, thrusting his hips forward. He felt Luna’s fingers leave his balls and run down behind them between his legs. Her fingernails grazing against him seductively as he thrust, urging him forward.

Luna then laughed and slapped Jack’s ass. “I guess I am done. That should be enough to give you both what you want.”

“Oh, thank you,” Jack moaned, “It feels so good. I think it is just what we needed to make us reach our goals with this orgasm.”

Before, Jack had been making short, dry strokes on a limited part of Alex’s massive cock, now he stroked his cock up and down the entire massive length slip effortlessly, gliding between them. From top to bottom, from tip to root, and back again. Riding it.

It was Luna’s abundant and slippery juices that made it all possible, extending the riding, longer and longer. Extending their pleasure beyond what either of them thought possible. Both would feel their cocks edge closer to orgasm, but instead of being in danger of exploding they would relent. Like waves crashing again and again on the beach, but each time the edge lasted longer. Like the tide was coming in and the water was rising, so did their pleasure.

As he rode, Jack became better, more experienced, learning new ways to bring them both pleasure. Jack found he could extend the length of his strokes by rotating his hips with the thrust, to drag his balls across Alex’s cock at the end. That meant he could also stroke Alex beyond his balls and finally Jack rotated his hips all the way until they were almost perpendicular to Alex’s cock, rubbing his ass along it. Jack rotated and glided his hips as he rode Alex’s behemoth - from the tip of his 3-inch cock all the way to the opening of his ass and then back again. And again. And again.

Alex noticed he could feel the tip of his cock catching at the ring of Jack’s ass, before Jack began another stroke down. Alex timed his flexing of his cock to enhance this sensation for both him and for Jack. Jack kept at it each time – both men flexing their cocks as he did.

Jack knew he was teasing them both, so it was not a surprise when finally, as Jack went to the tip of Alex’s cock and his ass was exposed, Alex thrust forward, his giant cock head hitting Jack’s asshole like an oversized battering ram. But Jack was ready for it. He reacted quickly, moving away, making Alex’s cock glance off, and allowing Jack to slide back down the pole.

“Uh, uh,” Jack said, shaking his head and smiling, “You should save it for Luna, because with me that is never going to happen.” Jack tried to convince himself that was true. All of the riding and stroking had brought him unbelievable pleasure and now he could not get the picture and the sensation of that huge cock between his legs to leave his mind.

“It feels so good, you really are getting to be a master at this,” Alex replied. “I had to try.”

“And you would have been successful had your cock not been so big,” Jack said, “A smaller cock would have been better. Thanks for once again proving my point.”

“Glad I could, but you better get down and cover my point with your mouth or you are going to lose this load,” Alex moaned. “I can’t hold back this time.”

Jack dismounted Alex’s cock and engulfed the head with his mouth, lashing it with his tongue, sucking it. Alex’s pendulous sack was visibly swollen with more cum than ever before and Jack couldn’t wait any longer to release it.

But if Alex was going to try to fuck his ass, Jack decided to give Alex a new form of pleasure. As he stuffed of Alex’s cock as possible into his mouth and throat, Jack reached forward and grabbed onto each of Alex’s huge nipples, teasing them, squeezing them, pulling on them.

Alex never regarded his breasts as an erogenous zone, but Jack’s fingers changed his mind in an instant when the pinching, teasing, rubbing, and pulling at his giant nipples caused his cock to swell with a tidal wave of cum that surged up its length with such power that was both visible and palpable. Alex’s whole cock tensed and expanded as the cum flowed up its length before it exploded out the flaring head, which was pushing deeper and deeper into Jack’s throat, spewing forth the most forceful deluge of cum Alex had ever felt and more than Jack was prepared to swallow.

Jack felt like he was going to choke, his throat was stuffed full of cock and cum, and when he tried to pull back he found his sucking, Alex’s thrusting, and Alex’s expanded cock had made removing Alex’s cock impossible. Jack began to panic. His eyes bulged and his mind raced as more and more cum was forced into him and Alex’s unrelenting cock swelled and pushed against his throat. Jack thought this was going to be it. His end.

But then, Jack felt his throat relax. Alex’s impossibly giant cock no longer felt like an invader to contend against with the threat of it choking him to death, but it became welcome. Wanted. Desired. As Jack slid more and more of Alex’s cock down his throat, he realized that wasn’t just the warmth of Alex’s cum he was feeling. It was the spell.

 

[BigBen]

Bump

 

[No One Anyone]

Both men closed their eyes, enraptured by the pleasure they each felt as Alex’s massive cock, flexing and surging as it shot forth jets cum with the power of an out of control fire hose. These powerful shots of cum should have pushed Jack back as he tried to not drown in the torrent of cum, but instead they inflamed his desire more and made his head feel heavier and heavier with each shot of cum. Behind his closed eyes he felt like he was falling, being dragged down, deeper and deeper, further and further, drowning, not in cum, but in the dark, enveloping, endless abyss of Alex’s cock that stretched out before him forever.

Alex welcomed the cold embrace of the spell as it wrapped around his body, and for a moment he thought it was merely Jack’s mouth and the mind-blowing, eye-shutting, fist-clinching, passionate-moaning orgasm warming his cock, but it was the spell working there too with each blast of cum. Alex had shut his eyes, his face contorted with pleasure, as he felt his cock surge forward, growing with the heat of the spell. In his mind Alex had a vision of Luna stuffing his massive cock into her throat, trying to take it all, but only getting it half-way down as she told him how big and powerful he was. Even a sexual goddess like Luna couldn’t take the size he would become. He would show her the power and the pleasure of an absolutely massive cock that even she could not fully master. He would be her master.

Then, suddenly, the completely unexpected happened. Jack hit bottom. Both men’s eyes shot open at the sensation. Jack’s nose was buried in the flesh covering Alex’s pubis. Jack had deepthroated and taken Alex’s entire massive cock.

“That is impossible,” Luna whispered, with hushed admiration.

Jack’s eyes burned with passion as he stared up at Alex, reveling in his accomplishment with a look of sexual satisfaction. He had conquered Alex’s massive cock and made it his. Jack was not content to stop there. He took his hands from Alex’s breasts and cradled Alex’s huge and growing balls as he bobbed his head forward, extending his tongue as he did. Jack was not just sucking the cum from Alex’s huge cock directly into his stomach, but he was tonguing and licking Alex’s sack to coax every drop possible from it.

Jack’s focus was drawn to the warmth, the tingling, and the pleasure from the spell that radiated out across his body, making him feel more at ease, more turned on, and more alive. Jack was being restored by Alex’s cock and it felt so good, feeling his own cock and balls warmth with growth as he felt his cock straining, standing erect from sucking Alex’s cock. The more cum he drank, the more his strength would return.

“Ooohh fuuckk…” Alex moaned, as he felt his balls tighten even more and force more of his cum out into Jack’s hungry throat.

Jack was going to take every drop of his cum from this orgasm. He was going to make this orgasm and every drop count. But as Jack tongued Alex’s balls, Alex felt his cock and balls tightening more and more, aching and straining. It wasn’t the spell, those sensations had stopped. It was that Jack had milked him totally dry. But Jack wouldn’t relent. He stared up at Alex as he kept going and going and going, trying to stuff even more of Alex’s cock into his throat so he could lick more and more of his balls. There had to be more cum and he wanted it. It tasted better than anything else he had ever tasted in his life, and it made his entire body ache and tingle with desire.

With these unceasing efforts of Jack, it was not long until Alex began to feel the telltale beginnings of another orgasm starting to build and his balls begin to swell with cum yet again.

“Not so fast,” Alex said, grabbing Jack’s shoulders and, due to their continued size and weight difference, forcibly lifted him up off of his cock and onto the tarp beside him. “At least let us survey the changes. If I hit 12 inches then I promise you can drink as much cum of my as you want, after I claim my prize,” Alex said as he teased one of Jack’s eraser sized nipples.

Jack lay on his back, staring up at the sky, and opened and closed his mouth and rubbed his jaw as he breathed heavily, trying to catch his breath from his energetic cock-sucking and surging arousal that made his entire body feel hot and on edge.

“I can’t believe I took all of your monster…I mean cock,” Jack panted.

“It’s okay, you can call it a monster or monster cock. Either is right. Look at my tree! Did I make twelve inches?!” Alex exclaimed.

“Just shy of it. This is the biggest you have been yet and Jack, you took it all,” Luna said with respect. “And you both grew.”

Jack looked down from the sky to his body. He was recovering faster than he thought possible, and already felt ready for more as he sprung to his feet.

“Do you like what you see?” Alex asked, as he stood.

Alex had lost any of the excess weight and his body had returned to being a perfectly toned hourglass, regaining the athletic look with breasts the size of Luna’s bowling ball sized breasts. His cock and balls were now bigger than they ever had been. Alex’s massive, thick cock stood like a trunk of a tree and his balls hung down, each the size of a coconut.

“You bet I do,” Jack said, looking him over, “Although I will miss those absolutely giant breasts of yours.”

“But at least you didn’t grow a pair of your own,” Alex said.

“I guess that is one way to look at it,” Jack said pensively as he looked down over his body.

Jack looked down over himself and saw Alex was right. There had to be more that he was not seeing. Jack was looking for the worst. For all these recent orgasms, if there was a big change like he saw in Alex, there would be a change in him too, and often any change back toward one of them being masculine, would be offset somewhere else.

Jack looked down at his pale body. His chest looked the same. He reached up and felt his hair and found it unchanged. There was nothing unexpected or undesired. Nothing was different except their bigger cocks and Alex’s slimmer physique.

The only difference Jack noticed on himself was his cock, which had grown 1 inch longer to 4 inches. It was still uncut and pinker than before it had become uncut.

“Don’t look so disappointed that nothing bad happened,” Alex said.

“I’m not disappointed, but that was so much effort and so much cum for just 1 inch for me and not even half an inch for you. Maybe the spell is wearing off,” said Jack.

“Only 1 inch of growth! On your skinny body, 1 inch is massive. Most guys would kill to grow their cock one inch,” Alex said, “We are a combined almost 16 inches! My cock and balls grew significantly. When they are already big, getting even bigger is a lot. And look at my body – that is a major change. The spell made me drop all that excess weight and toned me back up.”

“I wouldn’t say it made drop all excess weight,” Jack smiled as he ran his hands up Alex’s toned hips and to his ample breasts, feeling their weight. “And I’m very glad it didn’t.”

Alex tried his best to ignore Jack’s hands on his breasts that were turning him on more. He continued, “And you did the impossible! You swallowed my whole massive cock and ate all of my cum. You could have never done that without the spell! I’m sure a lot of the spell’s effect went into making you capable of doing that. And 1 inch of cock growth is still a lot! Look at you! You are much bigger than before and still so aroused!”

“Yes, you are so hard, glistening, engorged,” Luna said, “Almost as much as you were when you were sucking all of Alex’s cock.”

A vision of Alex’s cock stuffing his entire throat flashed into Jack mind and he felt his balls churn with cum. The feeling of his balls swelling and tightening with cum was a feeling Jack hadn’t felt in some time. He spread his legs and looked down beneath his erect cock to see his balls.

Alex watched Jack’s gaze. “And your balls have grown even more than your cock,” Alex said, as he thrust his hand forward, cupping Jack’s sack.

Jack shuddered with pleasure as he felt Alex’s hand on him.

Jack’s sack was wrinkled, puffy, plump and long, extending from the base of his cock almost to the opening of his ass, but his sack still only hung down maybe an inch below his cock.

“You are so warm and still wet with Luna’s juices,” Alex said, feeling his own arousal rise as he thought about the promise of increased cum that Jack’s larger balls contained.

But Alex realized he was cupping Jack’s puffy sack, not his balls. It was Jack’s balls that Alex wanted. It was his balls that he wanted to fondle, and stroke, and tease to edge and build Jack’s orgasm for more and more cum. If Jack’s sack was bigger, his balls must be too. But where were they? Alex pressed his fingers into Jack’s swollen, puffy sack, searching for his balls.

“Mmmm…” Jack moaned as he felt Alex’s fingers press into him.

Alex moved his fingers, stroking and searching. As he did, he felt Jack’s sack contract and twitch and saw his cock do the same. And then twitch again. And again. Then flex and hold, then release.

“Oooh…” Jack moaned louder and squeezed Alex’s breasts as his cock and sack flexed again. Then again, and held longer that time, pulling against him. “That feels so good,” Jack said as his cock and balls begin to feel warmer, more aroused, and tingling.

The flex released, but Jack’s sack and cock did not return to their previous size. They flexed again, pulling tight. And again. And again. Each time never returning to size their previous size.

“You are growing but without more cum,” Alex said in stunned disbelief, feeling increased desire mixed with the slightest bit of envy.

Jack’s cock and sack answered Alex by flexing and maintaining their growth. They flexed again. Stronger and faster this time. And again.

“And I will be cumming again if you don’t stop right now,” Jack moaned, tearing his hands away from Alex’s breasts and grabbing ahold of Alex’s forearm to try to pull him away.

Alex wanted to see how far he could push. He wanted Jack’s balls to grow. But he knew they had to make the most of every orgasm they had left, so he relented moved his hand away.

Jack stood there his legs slightly spread and his cock standing straight out, flexing and waving at the sky, as if to blame it for not letting it cum, as he tried to catch his breath.

“How is that possible?” Alex asked.

“Now it sounds like you are the one disappointed,” Luna needled with a smile. “Isn’t it Jack’s role to be the skeptic?”

It was, or had been, but even Jack was having a hard time finding a problem. “I grew without needing cum,” Jack exclaimed. “That is amazing! Look at me. I am 4.5 inches! I know that is only half an inch, but it didn’t even take any cum!” He flexed and moved the rest of his lithe, skinny pale body in celebration. “And the rest of me is unchanged! I have a bigger cock and bigger balls, with no need to drink cum and no other off-setting changes to my body. Maybe the spell isn’t wearing off, but instead it’s lingering.”

“Why don’t I try?” Alex said as he tried to replicate the movements he made on Jack. He cupped his own balls. Teased the massive globes in their sack. Pressed his fingers into the skin. Rubbed them. “Nothing,” he said dejected.

In the time that Alex was rubbing himself, Jack calmed once again and he felt he was no longer on the edge of cumming. “Don’t feel bad. I am still so far behind you. Maybe this is the way for the spell to let me catch back up. If it even works again.”

“Why don’t you try it?” Alex suggested.

Jack again spread his legs a little over shoulder width apart, bending his knees slightly and bracing for the anticipated pleasure. Jack pressed his fingers into his sack and immediately inhaled sharply from how good it felt. He began to rub and stroke, his fingers moving easily across his sack aided by Luna’s juices, as he pushed deeper into his sack, exploring it. His sack was even puffier now, some of the wrinkles having been forced out by the growth, but it still it didn’t hang much lower, if at all, than before.

It didn’t take long for Jack to start feeling the warmth and pleasure begin to build again. Warmth and pleasure soon turned to tingling, twitching, flexing, pulling and growth. The growth came even faster this time.

Jack moaned as he ran his fingers over his flexing, twitching sack. It felt better than he ever imagined would be possible just by teasing his balls. His balls that would produce so much cum. His balls that were the object of Alex’s desire. A desire that Jack could use to finally end this back and forth. His balls were the key. Once they produced enough cum he could push Alex over the edge. Once Alex had the biggest cock and balls, Jack could make him see that his quest was empty. Empty. His balls were the key. But where are his balls? Jack pushed harder, “Oh fuck, oh fuck…”

Alex grabbed Jack’s forearm and forcefully moved his hand away from his sack that was flexing hard and fast along with his cock. “I hate to stop you, but if I didn’t know any better, it looked like you were about to waste an orgasm.”

Jack’s eyes focused on Alex’s and he realized he was right. Jack had almost lost all control and now found himself panting and resting against Alex’s strong arms. Jack then felt his knees become weak and Alex lowered him gently down onto the tarp.

“Sorry about that, but if you felt what I felt, you would know it wasn’t going to be a waste,” Jack quipped as he was being lowered and snuck a look down at his flexing cock and then up at his tree.

 

[No One Anyone]

Alex smiled, having caught Jack looking at his size. “Oh, I didn’t mean it like that. I’m sure it felt great and it had an even better result. You are now the size I was when this whole thing started. 5 inches! Earlier today you seemed to say that 5 inches was plenty, especially since size doesn’t matter according to you. But still, you must be feeling really good about now being the size I was my whole life before today.”

“Size doesn’t matter,” Jack replied. “The thing that matters is that I grew again without cum, and,” Jack said looking down at his body, “The rest of my body is unchanged. I am skinny and pale, but I guess that is better than being unbelievably sexy.” Jack looked over Alex’s body with obvious lust.

Jack continued, “So again there have been no side effects. Other than feeling a bit drained, but that is to be expected with all this growth. I just have a bigger cock and…sack.”

“Yes, you do, but why did you say sack and not balls?” Alex asked.

“Because I didn’t feel them in my sack,” Jack admitted. “Did you?”

“No, but I wasn’t really searching for them,” Alex lied. “If you have a bigger sack, then you must have bigger balls. That is good enough for me to want to go down on you to take my final dose and then receive my reward. And your sack is noticeably much bigger now.”

Jack’s sack was finally hanging lower, extending almost two inches below his cock. It was no longer wrinkled at all. The skin was puffy and stretched almost taut, so his sack looked like an elongated, three-quarter filled water balloon.

Jack still felt so weak and was working on catching his breath, so he laid down on his back and stared at the sky. This last almost-orgasm had really taken it out of him, but he again felt like he was far from the edge of cumming even if his breathing hadn’t yet returned to normal.

“But we should be certain that we can end this at the next orgasm. And to that why not have a little bit of extra cushion. Adding some extra size of both my cock and balls can’t hurt,” Jack said.

Alex wanted Jack’s cum so badly to end this. He wanted to take Jack’s throbbing cock into his mouth. It was right there and Jack couldn’t and wouldn’t want to stop him. But Alex held himself back. “It can’t hurt,” Alex agreed.

Jack had recovered just enough that he thrust his fingers into his swollen sack, and immediately he felt his arousal surge. He pressed his fingers against the tension and the swelling, and as he did he felt more and more turned on. If he was going to find his balls it would have to be fast – he was in a race against his own body, trying to find his balls before he came.

He rubbed deeper and deeper, seeking his balls, moving as quickly as he dared and with as little excess motion as he could. He didn’t want to bring himself any additional pleasure, but any movement made him feel like he was pushing himself toward orgasm.

Jack was determined. His balls had to be in there. There was just so much flesh and pleasure he had to dig through to find them.

Finally, Jack was pushing down, fighting the tension of his full sack to press down to where his perineum would have been before his sack had expanded and elongated, covering it. As he neared the bone, his fingers finally found his target as he grazed his balls with his fingertips. Two little marbles. That’s it? That couldn’t be it. His sack was too big told hold something so tiny. Jack couldn’t believe that was it, so he grasped his ball gently between his fingers to inspect them further.

When Jack’s fingers encircled his balls it was like he had completed a circuit. Instantly the nerves in his fingers, then his hand, then up his arm lit on fire as if shocked by the strongest electrical charge, causing his hand to fly away. As it did, his sack felt like it was boiling from the inside. This heat caused the tightness in his sack to swell and then burst – not out, but in. The boiling hot fluid from his sack radiated out from his groin, like a hot tidal wave from the burst dam, across the insides of his body.

Jack bucked his whole body from the pain, trying to escape from it, trying to throw it off of him, but he realized it was futile when he saw his groin – the bursting had not just been a sensation, it was a reality. Jack’s sack was now flopping skin, mostly empty, except for his two marble-sized balls, that could not be seen as the sack flapped with each buck of his hips.

Jack writhed and twisted on the tarp, panting from the shock and pain, as he felt the heat flow out over him, begging for it to stop. After the wave of intense heat reached the top of his head and the bottoms of his feet, it began to pool in areas of his body, losing intensity as it did. Jack was relieved when the intense scalding pain relented, but then he realized just where the warmth this shockwave from his groin had lingered – regions of body that if changed, would make him appear more feminine.

Jack felt the warmth first begin to grow again in his nipples. He looked down and his pink, eraser-size nipples were painfully hard and standing erect. As he watched, the warmth increased under them and his areolas pushed out, inflating like little balloons to the size of large grapes, with the diameter of his areolas expanding with them from the size of nickels to half-dollars, before the wave of warmth receded. Jack now had the most prominent puffy nipples atop his otherwise flat chest. The change hadn’t hurt and he optimistically hoped that would be the extent of the changes.

Jack felt the warmth in his chest beneath his nipples begin to increase again, but this time it was more widespread.

“No, no, no…” Jack breathed heavily, as he pressed his hands against his nipples, as if he could stop his skin from expanding more. The warmth increased and Jack pressed his hands against it harder. Warmer. Harder. Warmer. Harder. Hotter. Harder. Jack was fighting, pressing his hands against his chest with all his strength. For a moment Jack felt like he might win the struggle against his own body.

Just when he thought he had won, intense pain flared into Jack’s brain as he felt like twin sledgehammers slammed into his hips bones with an audible crack of his bones breaking. Jack cried out from the unbelievable pain as he felt the blows first from the front, pinning him to the tarp, and then from the top, crushing the tops of his hips flat. His hands flew off his chest, trying to fight against the invisible hammers, but finding none, grabbed the tarp, bunching it into his fists, fighting to maintain consciousness while wishing he could pass out from the pain.

Blow after blow the unseen hammers struck him, his body flopping around from the pain. As he moved he realized his budding breasts were jiggling too – adding to his distress. His breasts had grown to the size of plums, jiggling and taunting him as he was beaten again and again, until he felt like he could take no more, and then the blows stopped.

Jack lay there, immobile, his hips and pelvis pulverized, sobbing from the terrible pain, waiting for death.

But death didn’t come.

Jack’s consciousness struggled to cling to the present as the world seemed to darken and close in around his, as the warmth flow down from his breasts, over his hips, wrapping around his thighs and ass. It felt like a warm spreading pool, and Jack didn’t dare to open his eyes, afraid it was his own blood creating the sensation. Maybe it was shock carrying him off, because it felt like a warm, soothing, calming embrace that wrapped him from the bottom of his rib-cage to his knees. With the warmth, the pain was gone, replaced by a feeling of comfort that everything would be alright.

The warmth cradled Jack, making him feel suspended and weightless, as if the bones and his weight could flow and move freely.

And they did.

He felt the sensations of pulling and stretching, thinking them only sensations until he felt the warmth retreat and his bones felt more solid as they knit back together. Jack first noticed he did not feel the cold tarp pressing against his bony ass. He now was supported by a couple inches of warm, fleshy cushion.

His ass had grown.

His eyes snapped open and Jack saw that his hips and pelvis started higher, giving him a much higher, pinched waistline that gently curved out to create distinctly feminine hips and wider pelvis. While floating weightless, the pulling and feeling of being dragged down was his flesh having slightly expanded, and now he saw that his hips, thighs, and ass were swelled slightly, adding to his femininity, but not so much to add any excess weight. Jack’s shoulders and upper body were still narrow, so while Alex’s body was an extreme hourglass, Alex was tall, and lean, flowing from his narrow shoulders to budding breasts and only flaring slightly at his long, tall hips that made his legs look like they went on forever.

Jack’s taller hips were also wider, making his cock appear even more alone and prominent on the vacant, hairless pale flat plane of his stomach and flared hips. But his cock was unsupported, not buoyed by any balls or sack. He looked down for his sack, but saw nothing and was afraid to touch it with his fingers after the shock he had received. Instead, Jack brought his knees together, making him marvel at the wide empty space created between his hips and his knees. His legs didn’t even come close to touching each other. His thigh gap was unmatched, making his legs look even longer.

He shifted his legs slightly, trying to use his thin thighs to feel for his sack. Still nothing. Just skin. Infinitely soft and still slippery he presumed with Luna’s juices.

Jack felt almost as weak as when Alex had nearly drained his life away, but his curiosity was burning hotter inside of him. He needed to see. Still breathing heavily, Jack mustered his little strength and all of his courage and grabbed his cock, spread his legs, and lifted his hips to see his sack.

What Jack saw seemed impossible.

What was left of his sack looked like a saggy, wrinkly pancake, which was spread across the entire area from the base of his cock down into the crack of his ass and from thigh to thigh, clinging and wet. The wetness Jack presumed was still from Luna’s juices. His two little marble-sized balls were nestled at the base of his cock, one to each side, providing the only swelling in his sack.

Jack just stared. He could not believe or understand what he was seeing and his eyes were fixated by it. Drawn to it.

“What the fuck?” Alex said, breaking the silence as he stood over Jack. He then knelt down, looking over Jack from head to toe. But his eyes also were drawn to Jack’s sack. “Do you think it’s over?” Alex asked as he reached out his hand toward to expanse of flesh, wanting to touch it.

“No?!” Jack said, not answering Alex’s question, but instead telling him ‘no’ and thrusting his hand between Alex’s hand and his groin. As he did, Jack’s fingertips glanced against the flat, empty sack.

Luna, Alex, and Jack stared, waiting to see if anything would happen.

Jack felt it first like the prick of the tip of an icicle on bare skin. That mixed sensation of icy and burning. It was barely perceptible when it started, but the intensity increased and the sensation concentrated right in the center of the expanse of Jack’s empty sack.

“What have you done?” Jack asked quietly.

The spell answered.

Jack felt as if he was stabbed in the middle of his perineum by the coldest, hottest dagger, burning and freezing him at the same time as it plunged into him. He cried out in one long yell from the sharp and unrelenting pain. As he yelled Jack’s voice went from a masculine yell of intense pain into the high-pitched, piercing scream of a woman. He watched as the skin sunk, pulled into his body, forcing its way in at the middle. His skin was burrowing in on itself.

Jack then noticed a heat from within his body expanding. He felt it deep within him, pushing and growing deep by his prostate, but in areas he never felt anything before. This expanding heat was also rising and growing closer to meet the icy, burning pain that was stabbing deeper and deeper inside.

Jack felt the two sensations grow closer and closer, hoping that when they met they would cancel each other out.

They didn’t.

When the sensations met, the one stabbing inward and the one expanding outward, they slammed into each other, exploding sideways, making Jack feel like he was ripped open, torn apart, his skin being pried wider as if by forceps, forming a slit where there was none before.

The sensations of heat and icy rushed passed and over each other, back and forth, inward and outward. Jack’s senses being assaulted by one, the other, and both as they moved in and out, and over his groin as the excess skin moved and changed. Pushing, pulling, swelling, contracting. Jack’s voice came out in feminine whimpers and moans, as pain and pleasure alternated as the area between his cock and ass was being transformed right before his eyes into the most perfect vagina.

The icy burning pain subsided first, leaving only the warmth and tingling, which surrounded and flowed over Jack’s new folds and deep inside. The warmth and tingling moved, rubbing and teasing, feeling so good, so arousing but also making Jack feel like he was once again being pushed open and wider by the spell. But it wasn’t the spell. The spell was just teasing him, arousing him, not working to change the shape of his body. Instead, it was Jack’s excitment working on his body. His pussy was becoming less tight, less tense, as his arousal relaxed him and his pussy, pushing the recent pain from his mind.

Jack was so turned on that his mind wandered to his girlfriend Michelle’s tight snatch, comparing it to what he now saw. Michelle’s vagina was tight and correct. There was nothing wrong with it, but there was nothing remarkable about it. It was a textbook picture of a vagina. Clinical, cold, not memorable.

Jack then thought of how Luna’s pussy must look. Luna was a sexual goddess, so her pussy must be as enticing as the rest of her. It was made even more alluring by Luna’s mystery and her making them work for it. Luna’s pussy was probably long and deep, capable of taking any cock, but tight enough to make any guy feel like it was the tightest he ever had. Her labia labia were probably plump, fleshy, prominent lips that want to grab onto cock, pulling it inside, grabbing it there, and then closing like a greedy flower to hold in the cum. And when Luna was aroused her pussy probably opened wide, dripping wet, with intoxicating juices.

It probably looks just like his pussy. Jack’s pussy was all those things and more. It was so open and inviting. So wet, its fragrant juices running down his thighs. His cock looked like a super-sized clitoris, standing erect, its head swollen, red and glistening, protruding from his ample foreskin that clung to it like a hood, as it stood throbbing above his pussy. His pussy’s fleshy, puffy pink lips beckoning to be touched. To be spread. To be penetrated. To be pleasured. Jack’s fingers moved into his view and brushed against his labia, making him gasp the most feminine gasp as his cock twitched and his little balls, which now could have been mistaken as swellings of his labia as much as his sack to his cock, tightened at the base of his cock as his pussy also tightened.

It was then that Jack realized he was sitting up and hunched over, looking at his own vagina and everything he thought was true.

 

[3ofH8]

Hey there. I just read the last chapter. Are you planning any more?