More Meat

"I'm curious what a real dick feels like," Dennis said as she began typing on her phone. "And by real, I mean unreal." Dennis tapped the phone and a buzzing sound could be heard coming from it.

"Okay... I'm flattered, I guess, even if it's a bit sudden," you say as you read what she wrote on her phone.

"Target: Male humanoids. Effect: Gain a massive, irresistible, magical dick."

"Um, okay," you say as you feel a tingle in your crotch area. A tingle beyond Dennis' curvy butt and squeaky latex outfit rubbing up against it, you might add.

"Oh damn," you say as the front of your pants pop like a chewing gum bubble, reshaping your pants into something of a pair of denim chaps that leave your cock flying free. For some reason, it feels right that your dick is not to be covered up. After all, for others it is an irresistible piece of flesh, always ready to fill any willing hole with its potent seed.

dark blue glyphs start manifesting along the trunk of your inflating dick, the size enhanced both by blood and magic. The skin color darkening to a dark chocolate purple, contrasting your ordinary porcelain blue.

"Oh my, look at that thing," Dennis says as you hear the sound of a metal zipper slowly unzipping. "Although, I bet it feels even better inside of me."

As she bends over and rolls her hips in front of you, you grab hold of her hips and aim your dick for her tight hole. Like a divining rod finding a source of water, your dick seems to magical adjust perfectly to hit her hole. The blue glyphs glow neon blue in waves as small wisps of dry ice smoke starts evaporating off your dick.

"Ready or not, here I... go," you say as you press up against Daniels lips. both your eyes starts to glow blue and your mouths open in silent cries of ecstacy. Bright light flashes from the impact as the two of you are spiritually transported to a dimension of colorful stars of climaxes, nebulaes of ejaculate and pleasures beyond mortal minds.

After a few minutes in the mortal realm that went by like ten thousand years. The two of you climax at the exact same nanosecond. Visible shockwaves pulse out from your bodies. You both rapidly swap outfits as if alternate reality versions of you are being swapped out. You look the same, but Dennis' body slowly morphs with every alternative outfit. Her hair growing blonde, her body growing curvier and more mature, her lips growing bigger and juicier, her tits growing bigger and faker and flowery tattoos flowing onto her skin.A final boom and reality recaptures your bodies. Denise falls to her knees before she catches herself, her breath still heavy and her body still coming down from the best orgasm of many mortal lives put together. Yet time has passed, and she quickly gets back up on her heels and turns around to look at you. Her outfit was spotless, as if she'd not just spent millennia getting fucked in a magical dimension.

(Calea Toxic)

"Can you remember any of that... besides the time and the... pleasure?" She asked as she watched you come back to your senses, the glow in your eyes fading. You find yourself hovering a few inches above the floor before gravity reluctantly gets back to you and plants your feet on the ground.

"Not really, Denise," you say as you look down at your naked dick on display, the blue glyphs fading, but you know one thought and you'd be ready to get going again. You glance up at your friend and frown for a second. "Did you always look like this?"

Denise looks down at herself and shrugs. "I always had a thing for latex outfits. Modelling them gave me the money for these two," she says as she grabs her fake tits and give them a quick squeeze."

"Okay," you say as you try to remember if Denise had changed. You shook your head, you only remember her as the hot cougar teacher that liked to dominate little boys and girls at school, but you managed to fuck her brains out and turned it into a long-term open relationship. Fuck friends, some might call it, but they'd get a whipping down by Denise for saying that.

"Anyway, that was something else, but we got a situation on our hands we probably should confront..." she said as she pointed over at the clothed pigs sitting in the corner of the classroom, minding their own business. "If this app is easily available, we're not the only ones around using it..."