Wingston Gazette

I sat, blankly staring at my computer screen. I had gotten a job as a reporter at the Wingston Gazette, mostly because there were no other applicants. But it was boring! Maybe in a more exciting town, running the paper would be easier, but in Wingston, the front page news today was that one of Farmer Rick’s dogs just gave birth. Like, come on!

I was frowning when my phone buzzed. I glanced at it. No new notifications. I frowned and opened my phone, and saw a brand new app installed. ‘The Alteration App’? What kind of a hoax was this? If I’d seen this in the AppStore I’d have just kept scrolling. But the fact it was already downloaded to my phone, without me doing it...

I opened it.

‘Welcome! You have been chosen to use our app. This app is for your use only and cannot be accessible or downloaded by anyone else. With this app, you’ll be able to alter the mind and body of anyone you choose. Enjoy!’

I clicked off the greeting tab, and it pulled up a menu. About... me?

James Doe

Age: 18

Number of people had sex with: 1; inexperienced

Cock Size: 3.5 inches

I flushed a little that this app knew this about me. I was about ready to close it and delete it, when I saw the arrows. An up and a down arrow beside the cock size. I hesitated, then tapped it several times. The display reflected to read

Cock Size: 7.5 inches

As I read it, I felt my shorts tighten. I grunted softly and adjusted my shorts, and found a much larger cock inside them. Deciding I wanted more, I tapped it three more times. Ten inches was about right. Absolutely huge, but not so big you couldn’t get it in a girl. So, with a whopping 10 and a half inch dick filling up my shorts, I tried to resume writing my paper. I did need money after all. But I couldn’t help myself. I grabbed for my phone and switched to a different tab.

‘Custom Rules: Write anything you want in the text box, and it becomes true.’ I paused to consider, then looked up in awe.

People believe anything they read in the ‘Wingston Gazette’