No rush, but what a rush!

The camera lay forgotten on the dresser.

You stepped forward, not in a rush, but with the quiet gravity of a man who knew exactly what he was walking into. Four pairs of eyes followed you, not a flicker of hesitation among them. They didn’t gasp or blush or cover themselves.

They opened.

Riley was the first to rise to her knees on the bed, her eyes locking onto yours. "John... what’s gotten into you lately?" she asked, her voice thick with curiosity and arousal. "You’re just... different. But my god, do I like it."

Eve bit her lip and peeked over Chloe's shoulder. "He’s always been sweet, right? A good man," she said, her voice small, eyes wide. "But now... you’re so... wow."

"It’s the energy," Chloe said with a grin. Her eyes locked onto the outline of your {Cock_inches} inch dick pressing against your pants. "That cocky vibe. Big dick energy with the *actual* big dick to match."

"You act like this is new," you said casually, peeling your shirt off. Your torso flexed and caught the light just right. Broad shoulders. Thick arms. Every muscle defined and cut with perfect symmetry.

Chloe blinked rapidly, clearly thrown off. "Y-you... you have big dick energy now. You didn’t have it before. Or... I can't think." Her eyes were glued to your bulge, her brows furrowed in confusion. It was as if she remembered your old demeanor, but the reality of your transformed body scrambled those memories. "Maybe... maybe you didn’t realize the effect you have on us before?"

"Maybe..." you replied. "But your cards are on the table now."

Eve let out a breathless laugh, pressing her thighs together. "This is so crazy. I can't believe we're doing this. But... it feels right."

Riley looked from you to her friends and back again, her cheeks flushed, her voice dreamy. "God, you're so confident tonight... It’s like... I don’t know, like I’ve been waiting for this version of you all along."

Tatiana didn’t speak at first, but gave you a smoldering look, her lips curved in something unreadable.

Chloe recovered her grin and gave a knowing smirk.

"Well, I don’t care how or why... That energy? That cock? That confidence? Yeah. I'm here for all of it."

They stared like they’d never seen it before. In a way, they hadn’t. The ring made them believe you had always looked like this, but that didn’t stop their jaws from dropping.

"You look... like you were built for us," Tatiana said, and tilted her head.

Riley slid off the bed and approached slowly. Her fingers touched your chest, traced along your pecs. Her lips parted like she wanted to ask something, but nothing came. Just heat.

"How are we supposed to focus on photos now?" Chloe asked, crawling across the bed in just her stockings. "You’re not getting back behind that camera. Not with that cock almost pushing out of the boxers."

"It’s distracting," Eve added, cheeks burning red.

You removed your final piece of fabric.

Four gasps. One long pause.

"No fucking way..." Chloe said.

Riley blinked, then broke into a smile. "See why I married him, girls?"

It was like you'd been this forever, even your own wife's memories overwritten by the ring. It was almost glowing on your finger.

You just smiled.

"Let’s not waste it," Tatiana said, her eyes flashing.

And that was it. The last barrier gone.

They reached for you.