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“Hi Jane.” Craig said, openly staring down at her chest (and briefly her nametag) as he reached out to shake her hand. “I’m Craig, and this is my friend Taylor.”

“Hello.” Taylor said with an awkward wave. “Don’t mind me, I’m just his shadow.”

“Well, it’s nice to meet you both.” She politely giggled, turning back to Craig. “I’ve got the feeling that you boys are in the market for a new mattress.”

Taylor and Craig exchanged flat-faced glances, expressions only long-time friends could give one another that said, “She thinks we’re gay, great.”

“Maybe, maybe.” Craig said, placing a hand on the cute alt girl’s shoulder. “The thing is, both me and my friend here have been walking for a while, and we could use a little rest first.”

Taylor blinked, wondering where he was going with this.

“Of course!”

Without missing a beat, Jane took each of them by the hand and began leading them closer to her desk.

Once they distanced themselves from the front door, she eventually stopped them and got down on her knees, looking up at them expectantly and with a **** smile.

Taylor’s eyes went wide with surprise when he watched Craig begin to unbutton his jeans before sliding them down his legs and kicking them off to the side.

The young man’s eyes went even wider when he noticed the ridiculous cock wagging around in front of his midsection. Craig’s dick was the biggest one he’d ever seen, and it looked even larger jutting out of his shorter frame by ratio. Jane had a similar reaction, only her open-mouth was curled into a smile.

“Well, what are you waiting for?” Craig asked, placing his hands on his hips and swishing them from side to side. “Jane here wants to help us wind down, so it’d be rude to say no, right?”

Taylor swallowed. Sure, his friend makes a good point, but it felt wrong somehow, knowing that Jane was only doing this because Craig was manipulating her reality… Then again, this was also hot as fuck, he thought to himself as he began to take off his own pants.

Taylor’s very respectable seven-inch member stuck straight out from his tall frame, but being so close to Craig’s foot-long pole made it look mediocre by comparison, and the snicker that came from Jane struck his ego like an arrow.

“We can do better than that.” Craig said, then snapped his fingers. “No need to thank me.”

As the crack of his friend’s fingers, Taylor’s cock surged with growth, becoming equal to the size and shape of Craig’s, but maybe just an inch shorter.

“Holy shit!” He gasped, then grabbed it with both hands and laughed. “This thing is fucking huge!”

“You’re telling me.” Jane said, her face reddened and her mouth drooling as she was almost hyperventilating there on her knees. “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever fucking seen…”

“There’s more where that came from, but on one condition.” Craig said, grabbing his own fat cock and pointing it in Jane’s direction. “Talk less, suck more.”

With wide eyes, she reached up and replaced the hands the boys had on their cocks with her own, quickly beginning to pump away at their girthy shafts as she leaned over and dove down on Craig’s twitching warhead.