“Sure...”

John motions her to move when suddenly a young thug runs by and grabs his bag. The bag snatcher lets out a surprised grunt as his manhood grows but keeps running as John stares in shock, feeling his cock shrinking back to its former size. “The book!” He says as he recalls the Old Rule: The owner of this Notebook has the largest cock of any man on the planet. he starts to give chase.

John reaches into his pocket and throws his phone at tgecguy and hits him. The guy grunts and turn. “Mother you will pay for that!” The thief vows. Then he turns and runs. The bag snatcher is a better runner and quickly out distance John. John stands there panting. “Fuck!” He swears. He stands there a moment. He’d lost the book. And the new owner had a grudge against him it seemed.

***

Carlos Rodriguez panted in the alley clutching his gashed head. “Mothers gonna pay...” he swore as he checked his loot. Why had his cock grown? It was huge. “Shit. Just a... book?” He leafed through it and skimmed the instructions and rules John had written. He wouldn’t have believed it unless his cock had grown. He grabbed a pen and wrote. “New rule: All former owners of the book become smoking hot sluts that obey the owner. Little el cono.” He didn’t consider the effect this might have if he lost the book. He was too pissed.

***

John was waiting at the bus stop when it hit him. He gasped as his hair grew and chest and ass swelled, his waist narrowed and his cock and balls shrivelled and pulled into him to create a feminine slit. She felt her face reform as she shrunk to five foot even. She was gorgeous. “Oh shit!” She growled.