In your mouth!

You know by now that your wishes are granted just a few moments after you speak them out loudly, regardless how loud you state them. So your two quick successive wishes should grant you back your good ol' manhood. Hopefully. And improve it! You are a grower, not a shower, which is the reason that your limp penis has never gained any attention. But when you proudly stand your man, you are about average size. Well, you were, right until you wished to never be male again. And now you can expect twice the size.

Inexperienced as you are, you wonder how this will work out. Oh shit, you only wished that your dick would be twice as long, would that make it a ridiculously foot-long straw? Should you add another wish for... width? girth? How is it called?

As all of this flashes through your head, and only - two seconds? - after your wish, you see how your reflection in the giant mirror on Casey's wall changes. Not in the area where you expected, but your neck. Your dainty girl neck suddently gets a bit thicker, but that's about it. And then it happens - your mouth begins to feel absolutely fantastic, almost as good as your pussy and your boobs. You MUST open your mouth NOW if you don't want to gag, and there it comes. You stick out your tongue, and it grows, rewarding your shocked brain with joyous pulses.

In the mirror you see how the nice-next-door-girl with the big boobs and the night-blue pajama suddenly has a penis sticking straight out of her mouth. A long one. Maybe not a full foot, but that is only because you feel your tongue is still attached to your throat. And you don't just see it in the mirror reflection: you also see it sticking out in front of your face. Also you are still feeling yourself up in your other girl-zones. Also Casey is currently shedding her bra. Suffice to say, this whole situation is exciting, and you only get harder. Your thick cylindrical tongue has a foreskin which rolls back and stretches tightly along your new muscle. It exposes a thick, purple, pulsating glans which you can easily recognize as your original dickhead. Okay, shit. You're still shorter than Pinoccio, but a hundred times more obscene.

Ashley, the hot blonde lesbian visitor invited into your room by Casey, stares at you wide-eyed and stammers "Whaaaa... wha..."

Casey, your hot blonde bitchy-richie roommate, just laughs out loudly however. "Surprise! Ashley, now you finally get to see how the true nature of my quiet little wallflower-mouse, here! Don't ask me how my folks found this disgusting freak of nature, but they arranged for her to be my roommate. She, like, cleans my room and everything, but the real bonus is THIS THING."

Shuck, that figures: Your previous changes in reality are still in effect, and you are still Casey's servant because her Dad blackmails you. But, how is she okay with you having a... a dicktongue? And, how are you still aroused? Casey called you a disgusting freak, but right now she has stripped down to her panties, and sits down next to you on your bed with gleaming eyes.

"Mmmm... may I?" Ashley stretches out her fingers as she also approaches you as well, and brushes softly against your swollen glans. You shudder in delight. She twitches back, rubbing a fluid between her fingers. "Eww, is that... is that..."

"That's spit, Ashley. Don't tell me you never swapped spit with another girl!" Casey exclaims, and deftly moves your head. It is as if she demonstrates her favorite pony to her friend, you follow her touch and your dicktongue whips around with the movement. Ashley blushes, and moves her fingers back in position, stroking the soft tissue below your ton... your penis.

Your mouth is drooling a bit, you cannot swallow, you cannot speak, and you can certainly not close your mouth while your penis hangs out by a mile! Your jaw feels pretty well locked up already. You have stopped breathing through your mouth entirely, because your penis blocks the airflow. At least your nose is still connected to the lungs... You are rolling your eyes, why are you concerned with anatomy right now? You are hard as hard can be; you are moist as moist can be; and two girls are fondly touching you. It feels fantastic.

"See, no icky balls! No icky cum! The 'tick'... we call it the 'tick'... you know, like 'tongue-dick'... well you can't get preggy. Perfectly safe." Casey snuggles against you now, and her hands against your pussy replaces yours a she begins to feel you up. You thought your tongue couldn't get any harder, but Casey proves you wrong. Some muscle in your neck activates and you begin to vibrate.

Casey moves her hand along your silky-smooth shaft, where the remaining spit dries up. "So, Ashley, if you want this female cock buried in your cunt, you need to moisture it up a bit." Casey makes a sucking-motion, then waggles her plucked eybrows. You look back to Ashley, who is still mostly clothed (only her mikroskirt lies on the floor already), and hesitates.