Rose Doesn't Believe In Magic

"Th-there's no such thing as magic," Rose said. The transgirl sighed. "I wish there was. But for people like me there's just hormones...surgery..."

"You're wrong," Lois Lane said softly. "I think...I can show you."

Lois focused on her cock, buried in Rose's ass. She hadn't really tried to do this...not as deliberately. The reporter pictured the cock...and then pictured it bigger. Tried to focus her desire, her image of a perfect body. Her cock twice as long, as thick.

I want it bigger. Lois thought. I need it bigger.

The pins-and-needles sensation went through her dick. She heard Rose gasp in pain, and Lois nearly joined her, the ass suddenly so much tighter, the cock pushed deeper inside the ass, until something spongy pressed against the tip of the reporter's dick.

"How...oh fuck that's big...you're going to tear me in two..." Rose said.

"I did something, earlier tonight. A book...a spell...and ever since then, my body...changes according to my desires." Lois said. "I think...I think it might be able to work on you too."

"I...I...oh, fuck. Oh shit." Rose's hands were in a white-knuckle grip on the toilet seat. "Christ, I think my ass is bleeding."