Masculinity

Ms. K hands are glowing red as she climbs on top of your naked body, her hips positioned just below your groin. She begins to move her hands in a circular pattern, first the left, then the right. Up from your thighs, over your cock and balls, up to your chest, then out and down your arms. Your body begins to respond to her movements as you feel energy crackling below your skin, trailing behind her hands.

The tingling concentrates in your cock, now straining at it's full length. You feel waves of pleasure coursing through your body as she begins to murmur in a language you do not understand. She stares into your eyes, and you get the sense that she can see through them, see into your thoughts. Your vision is overcome with memories, memories of embarrassment, looking down your body at your tiny penis, your unsatisfactory manhood. She's watching these memories, watching your mind regurgitate all of your most shameful thoughts. Fears about Heather seeing your dick, fears about any woman finding you attractive.

There is a flash of red light in your vision, and Ms. K grips your cock. Her hand completely envelopes it, and you feel a white heat in your body as your hips buck up from the bed uncontrollably. You feel your body shivering, though not with cold. Pleasure with every movement of her hand, though your hips are providing most of the motion. Your erection begins to ache, and you feel something deep inside of your body, as though your erection is extending into your torso.

Her other hand reaches down to your balls, and you gasp in pleasure as she begins to massage them lightly, pulling them down from your body, running her fingers around the sack and tugging from time to time. You feel energy collecting in your balls, as though they are inflating. The energy in your balls begins to suffuse through your lower body.

You gasp as the feeling from your balls hits the feeling of your internal erection. Your hands grip the sheets as your back arches, the pleasure shooting up your spine. Your thoughts change, the cascade of memories being replaced with something else, something more primal. Images of dominating, of controlling, of taking and giving pleasure. Heather riding you, then on her knees, sucking you. Taking her from behind. Watching her ass move as she bounces on your massive cock.

Wait, massive cock? You open your eyes, and manage to control your body long enough to look down. Ms. K is smiling at you, and her hand strokes your cock up and down, moving several inches at a time, over and over. The erection you felt inside is now your actual cock, extending a foot away from your body. Your balls feel heavy and full. You feel musculature you've never felt before, a sensitive feeling of sinew and control. Your body is still shaking, but now with pure pleasure. Powerful pleasure.

Your balls tense into your body as you feel the cum rising. But just as you approach the edge, Ms. K stops, and removes her hand. Your arms tug at the bonds, **** to reach down and bring yourself to orgasm with your new, enhanced equipment.

"I am many things, John. But a liar is not one of them. You won my game, and now you shall have a chance. Heather will be here any moment. Satisfy her, make her yours, and you'll find that your cock isn't the only thing to be improved. But fail to give her pleasure, fail to control yourself before she loses herself to you, and, well... I think you'll find that I take as good as I give. Even better, in fact."

She slips off of the bed, the glow in her hands fading rapidly. She removes your bonds, and looks at your cock. She smiles. "Boy, I did a good job on this one," she says. "She knows you are here. You might have a little explaining to do, of course."

You look at Ms. K, fear in your eyes.

"All part of the fun," she says. "Well, my fun, at least. Remember, don't cum first."

She slips out of the room through a door behind the bed. You don't have any time to think, or even to feel your now rapidly softening member before you hear a knock on a different door.

"John? Are you in there?"

Heather has arrived.