Well first he needs to cum

Mindy had been working him with perfect, sloppy devotion for several minutes, her full lips stretched tight around his newly massive 8.9-inch shaft, gliding up and down with wet, obscene sounds. Her tongue was relentless — flat and broad as it pressed along the underside, swirling around the swollen head on every upstroke, teasing the sensitive frenulum with quick, fluttering flicks that made his toes curl. The inside of her mouth was hot, silky, and incredibly tight, the walls of her throat constricting rhythmically as she **** herself deeper, gagging softly but never pulling back. Saliva dripped freely down her chin and onto her cleavage, making everything slick and messy in the way she now seemed to crave.

Every bob of her head was eager and purposeful, like she lived for this exact moment. She moaned loudly around his thickness, the vibrations traveling straight down his shaft and into his balls. “Mmmph… I love this so much…” she’d gasp whenever she pulled back just enough to breathe, strings of spit connecting her swollen lips to his cock. “I love sucking you… I love serving you…” Then she’d dive right back down, taking him even deeper, her nose pressing against his pelvis as her throat squeezed and massaged him.

Now Mark's climax built fast causing Mark's hips to buck involuntarily as the orgasm hit him like a freight train. He gripped the arms of his chair, groaning loudly as the first powerful spurt erupted straight down her throat. Mindy’s eyes fluttered in pure bliss. She swallowed greedily, her throat working visibly around his pulsing cock, milking every thick rope with rhythmic contractions that felt like she was trying to suck the soul out of him.

She didn’t spill a single drop. Her lips stayed sealed tight around the base, forming a perfect, plush seal while her tongue continued to swirl and press, coaxing out more and more. Each swallow was accompanied by a happy little moan, as if his cum was the best thing she had ever tasted, it was warm, thick, and addictive. Mindy kept nursing him through the aftershocks, gently sucking and licking the sensitive head long after he was spent, cleaning every inch with tender, worshipful care.

When she finally pulled off with a wet pop, a thin string of saliva and cum briefly connected her lower lip to his glistening cock before breaking. She looked up at him with glassy, adoring eyes, licked her lips slowly, and whispered, “Thank you, sir… that was incredible. I love serving you.”

Mark sank back into his office chair, panting hard, his chest heaving. His mind was spinning. What the actual fuck had just happened? One second he was humiliated and furious, the next his cock had visibly grown bigger right in front of him, and Mindy had gone from cool and professional to acting like his dick was the greatest gift on earth. His legs felt weak. He could still feel the strange, heavy weight between his thighs.

Still breathing heavily, he waved a shaky hand at her. “You… you’ll handle all my work for me today. Take care of the files, the calls, everything. I need some time to… think.”

“Yes, sir,” Mindy replied instantly, her voice bright and eager, still on her knees. “Anything for you. I’ll make sure everything is perfect so I can earn my reward again later.” She stood up, smoothing her skirt with a satisfied little smile, and went straight to her desk like the most devoted assistant in the world.

Mark sat there for a long moment, staring at the ceiling. He tried to piece together what had just happened. He had been lying when he snapped at Mindy about his size. He had pulled those numbers out of pure anger and bruised ego after Lisa rejected him the night before. Yet the second the words left his mouth, his cock had twitched and swelled. It had actually become exactly what he claimed. Mindy had not simply agreed with him. She had changed completely. Her whole attitude had shifted. Her hunger had become real. The way she worshipped him now felt completely different. It was as if his words had rewritten her.

Running a hand through his hair, mark found that his heart was still racing. The same thing had kind of happened last night with Lisa. He’d told her she was “so sexy you make me so horny,” and suddenly she looked hotter than any woman he’d ever seen, way hotter than Mindy used to be. Then when he’d defended Mindy as a “brilliant paralegal,” the girl had shown up the next day smarter and more put-together. Every time he opened his mouth and said something, it seemed to… stick. Become real.

Mark finally stood up on unsteady legs and started pulling his pants back on. As he tucked himself away, he couldn’t help but look down and stare. Holy shit. It was huge. Even soft now, it was thick and heavy, filling out his underwear in a way it never had before. The numbers he’d thrown out in anger were now his reality. He felt the weight of it shift as he zipped up.

“Lisa would love this cock too,” he muttered under his breath as he adjusted himself. “She should love it… and she should love me no matter what I do.”

That sounded rather deplorable even Mark could admit that. Deep down he understood it was selfish and wrong. But the thought still sent a twisted thrill through him anyway.

He dropped back into his chair, still breathing a little hard, and let his thoughts drift back to the previous night. The way he’d berated Lisa for not having dinner ready. The way he’d pushed for sex and she’d turned him down flat. The defensive shit he’d said about trust issues and her possibly cheating. Every word had been a lie or an exaggeration born from frustration… and now Lisa was suddenly stunning, while he sat here with a porn-star dick and an assistant who was addicted to sucking it.

A strange mix of excitement and fear settled in his stomach. What he had on his hands might be something amazing… and incredibly dangerous. If everything he said really became true, then he had to be extremely careful. One wrong sentence, one angry outburst, and he could fuck his entire life up even worse. Or… he could use it to fix things. Make Lisa want him again. Make everything perfect.

But the way things had spiralled so fast already, from small-dick humiliation to massive cock worship in under a minute, that made him realize just how easy it was to lose control with a single sentence.

He would need to play his cards correctly and carefully.