A conversation and revelations

The main bedroom in Matt’s house had an immaculate bathroom. His parents had remodeled it a few years ago and spared no expense. The shower sat next to a fabulous whirlpool tub and everything had a shine on it like it were new. And with Matt’s parents out this was the perfect opportunity to use it with his girlfriend. The shower was more than large enough for both of them and would make a fitting celebration after their first time.

Lucy hobbled in first to get the sticky layer of drying semen off her skin and told Matt to wait outside for a minute.

While he waited a grin was plastered on his face. There were several reasons for this.

The most obvious was that he just gave his virginity to his girlfriend and it was even the second orgasm she had given him in the same number of hours.

The second reason was the general happiness he felt being around Lucy. He was beginning to suspect he was in love with her.

The third was his dick.

He never expected to be excited about his penis, but watching it surge to an absurd size and be with a woman who didn’t mind felt pretty special. Plus, when flaccid it wasn’t any larger than normal. Matt looked down between his legs with much satisfaction seeing a very normal, average penis between his legs. God, or someone like a god, was smiling down on him. All the semen that wasn’t splashed all over Lucy had literally dried up and disappeared before his eyes! He didn’t know who to thank for these gifts but they deserved a whole lot.

The glass door to the shower slid open and Lucy peered our, beckoning him inside.

Matt let the warm water wash over him and he moved toward Lucy, intending to kiss her. She recoiled, however, before Matt even had a chance to appreciate her incredible body underneath the warm water.

“Uh, what’s wrong?” He asked.

“I think this is something you could have told me,” she said, arms across her chest. Her posture turned away from her boyfriend.

Lucy wasn’t unhappy with the way this night had turned out, just surprised.

Surprised that her boyfriend was hung like a fucking beast.

Surprised at how hot she found said fucking beast.

And surprised that Matt never mentioned any of this to her.

“Baby, listen, I swear I didn’t know.”

“Didn’t know? You didn’t know that—“

“Really!” He interjected.

Lucy gave him a look that demanded the truth and let him know she wouldn’t take any shit.

“Look at me now,” he began, “This is how I’ve always been. See, regular dick.”

He shook his package to accentuate his point.

“I was just as surprised as you when it, well when it got all huge. But you didn’t seem to mind and I wasn’t going to stop you...”

The teens locked eyes beneath the steaming water. Lucy’s arms remained across her chest, but she turned back toward him just a little.

“It felt good,” Lucy said, “but... but it hurts.”

“I’m not surprised,” Matt said, stepping toward her, encouraged when she remained in place. He put his arms around her, coughing for a second when he leaned right into the spray. It made Lucy laugh and she rested her head against his shoulder.

“I don’t regret it,” she said.

“Neither do I.”

For a minute they sat under the hot water and let it cascade down their intertwined bodies. Lucy held him, completing their embrace.

“I don’t know how often we can do this,” she said, breaking the silence.

“Shower in my parent’s bathroom? Yeah probably not.”

“No, idiot,” she mocked playfully, “have sex.”

“It’ll be really hard to hide,” he said, nodding into her shoulder.

“How does it get that big?” Lucy asked, stepping back. The stream of water fell between them.

“I wish I knew,” Matt replied.

“Can I be honest with you?”

“Of course.”

“I... I don’t think it would ever fit in me. I don’t know how we can keep having sex...”

The reality of their situation set in. If he was really going to be this big forever Lucy wouldn’t be able to accommodate him. Her pussy had barely been able to take a couple inches. It certainly wouldn’t fit in her mouth. And her ass? Forget about it! The many positions and fantasies that Matt had always wanted to try seemed to disappear in smoke.

Neither of the teens knew how wrong they were. Lucy didn’t know she would be able to do almost everything she could imagine thanks to the fast-acting magic that made all this possible in the first place. The real problem would be getting Lucy to want to try again.

Matt held Lucy tight under the water.

“That doesn’t matter, baby,” he said just loud enough to be heard over the water, “all that matters is we can figure it out together.”

Lucy kissed him, soft, and gentle. It was almost like being in the rain except it was warm and they were naked. Matt accepted her kiss with the slightest moan. The falling water soothed her sore body in just the right way, although it was ever present, radiating through her gut. This kiss, though, was just what she needed. Matt held her cheek against his face, his fingers weaving through her wet hair. The passion was undeniable, as always, and it quickly became hotter than the water around them.

It reminded Lucy of their first kiss. Not the actual first one, but the first real kiss. The first kiss was awkward, a little awkward, and in front of 13 other people at a party playing spin the bottle. That got them talking, which got them dating, and then, a week and a half later, they had a real kiss. They had gone for a walk because Matt’s sisters had come home and interrupted the movie night he planned for Lucy. It was a chilly autumn night and Lucy was cuddled against Matt as they walked. They passed between street lamps into a pocket of dark and he pulled her into him, quite spontaneously, and they sunk into a long, deep kiss.

This kiss, under the water, was like that. Not as spontaneous, but just as deep and emotional. A tear mixed with the falling water out of the corner of Lucy’s eye. Unlike that kiss in the dark outside, Matt’s hand drifted toward his girlfriend’s ass. He groped it gently and she moaned softly against his body.

“Hey now,” she whispered, “I can’t go again.”

A small smile settled on her features. She was glad he still wanted her.

Matt pulled his hand back up Lucy’s back. He had felt a quiver between his legs but he resisted.

“Get me out of here,” Lucy said, kissing her boyfriend’s cheek.

——

Xyxxor shoved his finger into the man’s chest for the hundredth time.

“I don’t know how many more times I can tell you, SIR, that there are risks to magic! I don’t know what happened, and I can’t figure it out if you keep screaming at me!”

The other man’s features were twisted with rage.

“You promised me—“

“I promised you nothing!” Xyxxor squealed. “I promised an attempt, a possibility! But you wanted too much. This... this ridiculous list of shit for your cock is outrageous! You think this is a game? A cheap trick? You demanded too much, Cedric,” the name dripped from his tongue with venom, “and you’re lucky the consequences for failure were so mild!”

Cedric licked his lips, barely containing his rage. He would assault the outlandishly dressed wizard if he hadn’t watched Xyxxor kill a man by making his lungs disappear.

“You will fix this,” he said, with heat.

“Oh, will I?” The wizard said sarcastically.

“You know I can pay,” Cedric said. He had few options. It was pay the price or be left without the changes he had lusted after for years.

Xyxxor leaned back and crossed his arms.

“Fine. I can work on tracking the spell. If it effected someone else I can transfer it to you.”

“How long will this take?” Cedric asked.

“I don’t know. Leave me be and I will contact you when it is done.”

Cedric scowled. He made up his mind to find a way to punish the wizard, but for now he would play the game.

“I will wait patiently, then,” he said quietly before turning to leave the wizard’s lair.