My memory went on:
"It’s your turn to burn with penis envy so bad that you will let a guy with a massive schlong walk all over you."
“It's too bad you were so lazy and let your dick do all the work. If you had even tried you might have been able to put on muscle like Lane’s. You'd look really good with Lane’s muscles, but you were just too lazy to even bother. I wish you actually hadn't been so lazy I wish you actually had Lane’s muscles because then your tiny little dick would look even more minuscule next to your massive thighs.”
"No you just were a lazy mother fucking bully without any redeeming qualities besides your dick, and a tiny amount of basketball talent. You've got no one but yourself to blame for your current fate. If you'd have shown even the slightest bit of compassion or even the tinniest bit of decency maybe I wouldn't have taken you down to such a pathetic size."
"Decency has always seemed to be out of your grasp, decency is for people like Jeff or Lars, people who have a personality. Not your sorry ass. Too bad you don't have Jeff's personality cause if you did not only would you be a better person, you probably wouldn't have lost your dick."
"Well it's no wonder you lost your power over Daemon, you may have turned him into a different person. I mean we can all agree he was a jerk using his dick to torture you, so taking his dick ok, I might even see you making him burn with envy, but you also might have just given him muscles like Lane and Jeff's personality. You never can tell what will happen with implied commands. Did making him subservient to all big cocks and possibly changing his personality and body were definitely too far."
"This is bad for you, very bad." Harvey kept shaking his head no.
"I had such high hopes for you taking my place. I'm not sure that is even possible."
"What do you mean?" I was nervous from the way he was acting.
“Look Zach, as I said before the fastest way to lose your power over someone is to be more deserving of punishment than he is. You clearly went to far over the line by possible changing his personality, his body, taking his cock and possibly making him a slutty bottom.” Harvey laid it out on the line. At this point the scales of justice have flipped, you are no longer able to judge Daemon because you have done worse to him than he has done to you.” Harvey explained.
“Nooooo, I can’t fucking believe this there is no way, I have suffered too much from this asshole he has made my life a fucking hell.” I was pissed and Harvey knew it.
"Zach you drop your fucking pants, I'm going to rid you of this fucked up revenge fantasy." Harvey commanded
The next thing I knew my mind was buzzing like I was inside a beehive, no other thoughts but the ones that Harvey had just spoken would clear the noise. It was obvious that I wanted to pull down my pants and present myself.
Standing in front of Harvey with my eight-inch softie swinging between my legs I couldn't believe what just happened.
"Your like me!" I whispered in awe
"Like you? I am nearly identical to you, or at least was."
I was the last Keeper to make it to Eminent Keeper and as Eminent Keeper I control you and you control the kept.
"Your obsession with Daemon is unhealthy and detrimental to you becoming the new Eminent Keeper so I'm going to fix this issue for you. I'm going to take this obsession from you, I'm going to free this in appropriate fixation, one that even having his dick doesn't seem to have resolved."
At that Harvey snapped his fingers and he stood across from me completely nude. Looking at him without his clothes it was clear that we had a lot in common. His body was scrawny with a small pudgy tire around his stomach. His arms were the size of twigs and his legs were the size of other people's arms.
"We could be brothers,” I murmured as I set eyes on his 4.5-inch cock hard as hell from staring at my giant schlong.
"Why do you think I chose you, I'm trying to replace myself, it was between you and Lars, but I chose you because you’re gay. That just makes things more fun for me. Lars could have had the power, but it seems you took care of him anyway."
“So you are telling me that I can’t fuck Daemon out of revenge and I can’t make him lust over me because it will some how mess up my virtue or something. I am a bit confused.
"Your not confused you are obsessed with your object of desire for the last six or seven years. You can let your fantasy go, you are holding on to something that isn’t health and by doing so you have treated him worse than retribution calls for.” Harvey declared.
“Fuck I wanted to fuck him so that I could get back at him for the last few years,” I mumbled under my breath as I started to feel my eyes stinging from tears.
“You really are fucking obsessed, we need to get this fantasy out of your head before you really screw up Daemon, and lose your powers for good." Harvey suggested.
“I really don’t think I am obsessed, I think Daemon deserves everything he has got from me.”
“I know you do and that is part of the problem” Harvey was not backing down.
“So lets say I believe you, let’s say I did want to remove this so called obsession, how do you plan on doing that?” I inquired.
“Well to start with, we are going to start over and this time you are not going to go overboard, and we will keep starting over until you get it right.”
I wanted to ask him what the hell he meant by starting over, but before I could the now familiar sound of muscle popping filled my ears. Harvey's body was filling out with muscle; his arm crowded his shirt resembling giant concrete filled balloons, his legs crackled with new height and new muscle growth.
I was just about to tell Harvey how hot the muscles were when his face began to morph and change right before me.
I blinked a couple of times, it was hard to believe but standing in front of me Harvey had become Daemon. I was getting ready to pounce when Harvey or Daemon put up a finger freezing me in my place.
“Oh shit,” I thought if he is going to take everything back to the way it was then I was going to lose my big fucking cock.
I didn't even have to hear the crackling across from me, I could feel as my cock became less...well less massive.
"Wait wait stop that's mine!" I cried out.
"Shut the fuck up, or else I'm going to slap the shit out of you with this cock." Came Harvey's voice from Daemons body.
Tears started to flow when I looked down and saw my old 4-inch cock returning to its home.
"Get over hear and worship my dick, bitch, you know you've wanted it for ever. Come over here and tell me how much of a god this dick makes me." Harvey now spoke with Daemon's voice. As far as I could tell Daemon was standing in front of me.
"Get the fuck away from me, my fantasy is to fuck you."
"Don't tell me what your fantasy is, you don't even know yourself.
Harvey looked over at me, “Zach until you next cum you will forget the last two days, you are you from two days ago and I am Daemon."
"Now let's talk about your real fantasy. What you want is to worship my fucking dick while I laugh at your dick for what it is..."
(I interrupted Daemon finishing his sentence having had this exact fantasy a million times.)
"…a pathetic useless little tiny pee-pee, I want to feel the sting of humiliation of this tiny cock while worshiping that massive dick. Then I want to..."
"Stop talking about it, get over here and worship my fucking man meat. Come show me how much more of a man I am."
It didn't take but a second for me to cross the room, hit my knees, and begin to stare fondly into Daemon's eyes. My fantasy was coming true, my heart was beating a mile a minute and my little cock was so hard it hurt.
The size of his cock was so big and my desire for it was so ingrained in my personality that I didn't feel like I had a choice.
"Please fuck my face with your massive tool." I pled.
"Why should I?" Daemon asked.
"I need to experience that cock, I need to connect with you, I want you to give me what nature and genes did not, I want you to give me your big fucking cock."
"Daemon" started smirking at me "you don’t; want my cock, you just wish you could bring people to their knees like I can, don't you?
"I want you to fuck me and give me your dick." I pled again.
"You wish guys would fall all over themselves because of your dick don't you?"
"No, I mean maybe? Sure who wouldn't?”
"You want both straight and gay guys to worship your dick and to feel envy when you slip off your gym shorts."
"I want you to fuck my face." I tried to be subservient again.
"No, you want others to drop to their knees, you want the cock I have. You want to be me."
"Admit it, say it, your not obsessed with me your obsessed with the power you fantasize I have."
A thousand thoughts were going through my head. I really did want his power.
“Tell me one thing besides my dick that you like about me?” Harvey/Daemon asked.
I stared at him for what seemed like forever.
“Isn’t your dick enough?” I wondered.
“No, what besides my dick and muscles do you find appealing?”
“I have lusted after you for years.”
“You have lusted after my dick for years you mean.”
“What is the difference?” I was getting pissed because I thought I was so close to fulfilling my fantasy.
“You are avoiding the fucking question,” Harvey/Daemon shouted.
“What beside my cock and muscles do you like about me.”
I didn't even really like him and I knew it. It wasn’t that, I just didn’t like him I really really hated him.
Things started to fall in place in my mind. I just envied what he has. I didn't want his dick in me I wanted his dick. I wanted his dick to be mine.
“What are you feeling right now? Tell me how you feel about me.” Harvey/Daemon asked.
"You don't deserve your cock, you are a pathetic human being that has treated me like a piece of shit all my life. I have idolized you because you have a mythical sized dick. You don't deserve it; you don't deserve the power it gives you. You don't deserve the respect I've given you. You don't deserve the years of fantasizing I've wasted on you. You are pathetic."
"How should I be punished?" Daemon asked.
"You should lose your cock. You should give me that meat, you should feel powerless, and you should feel how I have felt." I was crying as I spoke.
"You deserve to feel what you've inflicted on others."
I was about to tell him if I had the power I would make him gay, but something inside me made me hold back. Something told me that I wouldn’t want someone forcing me to be straight, so I shouldn’t force him to be gay. I thought about making him my cock slave, but for some reason it just didn’t feel right.
At about that moment, I started to feel a buzzing sensation I grabbed my cock to figure out what happened, but as I grabbed at it I noticed that my little dick was growing, not just a little bit but it was GROWING. A quick glance over at Daemon and I saw his massive cock shrinking into itself, its mass and girth melted like butter on a hot pan.
There I stood with Thor's hammer hanging from between my knees.