Size 'Em Up

After a long night of sleep, I feel a strange warmth throughout my body that rouse me awake. At first, I try to ignore the sensation, but not long after, I feel a sudden pressure coming from between my legs. Without warning, a wave of pleasure shoots through me that instantly causes my eyes to open. Light pours into my retinas, leaving me completely disoriented, but once I have a second to adjust to the brightness, I look around to see I'm still in my bed, which is a relief. However, my concern quickly comes back as I see a giant lump under the covers directly in front of me right before my entire body once again shudders in arousal.

I'm still not fully awake, so I have a hard time thinking through what's going on, but I do have enough awareness to throw off my covers to try and see what's in my bed. As my blanket drops to the floor, the sight of Luck is revealed, laying between my legs with my dick shoved deep down her throat. Despite her lips being firmly wrapped around my shaft, I can see the amusement on her face when we make eye contact. A moment later, she pushes her face forward taking the entire length of my rod into her mouth, her nose pressing up against my pelvis. The sight of her fully taking my length without so much as a hint of gagging combined with the warm, wet feeling of her mouth causes me to seize up, and it once again takes all the strength I have to not cum right then and there.

"Grr! What the hell, Luck?! You... you could at least warn a guy before... nnn... trying to deepthroat him first thing in the morning!" I grunt. "I thought I... ah... was having a stroke for a second there!"

Luck doesn't immediately pull away, instead running her tongue up and down as much of my dick as she can from her current position. After a few seconds of that, she final withdraws herself, my tip exiting her mouth with a loud popping sound.

"Good morning to you too!" She greet me. "You know, I don't think you realize how good you have it right now. Most guys would kill to have a woman wake them up like this."

I barely register what Luck just said as my eyes widen in shock. I watch as the busty brunette continues to slowly stroke a hand up and down the erect penis next to her face. Only... as her hand moves across it, it just keeps going... and going... and going...

That... that can't be my dick, can it? I just stare, mouth agape, as I see the giant member coming out of my crotch. The thing is almost the size of Luck's head! It's easily twice the size it usually is, maybe a little more. It's also noticeable thicker to match it's extended length. W-what the fuck?! And also, how did Luck manage to get that whole thing in her mouth with seemingly no issue?

"It seems like you noticed my little surprise. Do you like it?" Luck asks before giving it a kiss that cause it to twitch and throb wildly. "I saw that you seemed a little self-conscious while we were having fun yesterday. I mean, it doesn't make a difference to me; I love bodies of all shapes and sizes, but I thought you might appreciate a little gift. Or I guess a big gift in this case."

"You... you did this..."

As I say it out loud, I realize how dumb that sounds. Obviously Luck did this. Cock's don't magically double in size overnight. And I already know Luck has the power to turn men into women. Is it that much of a stretch for her to be able to do this? Still, it doesn't make this feel any less weird.

"Is... is thing really mine?" I mumble without thinking.

"Well, of course it is, silly!" Luck answers with a giggle. "I didn't replace your cock with someone else's. I just made a few tweaks to what you already had. It was actually super easy. Now lay back and enjoy while I take this thing for a test drive."

There's a lot going through my mind, and just as much that I want to say, but before I get the chance, Luck dives back onto my new cock with a ferocity I've never seen from her. She alternates between jerking me off with her soft hands, licking every inch of my cock she can reach, and actually sucking my dick, which almost always ends with her displaying her insane deepthroating skills. The experience is so intense that I completely lose my ability to speak, forcing me to just sit there and take her **** for as long as I can.

"I told you that you'd get used to being with me. You're lasting much longer this time around. All you needed was a little practice," Luck says as she teases the tip of my cock with one hand while rubbing my balls with the other. "And before you ask, no, I didn't improve your stamina at all. That's all just from experience. At this rate, it might not actually be long before we can have sex. But I'm probably getting ahead of myself."

I won't lie, it's a little frustrating hearing Luck make these little comments when I can't say anything back, especially when I'm still trying to process everything. But I can tell she's right. I came almost immediately last time she touched me. However, this time, she's been going for a few minutes, and I'm still holding on, if just barely. I know that might not sound impressive, but believe me, when it comes to Luck, a couple minutes is like a marathon. And she's even giving a full-on blowjob this time, which makes things way more difficult.

It doesn't take much longer for Luck to coax a climax out of me. However, what she does when I actually reaches my limit does surprise me. Rather than attempting to swallow my load like she did last time, she instead pulls my cock out of her mouth and point it towards her hand. I quickly learn that in addition to my dick being bigger, it also seems like my orgasms are more powerful, as I shoot out a much thicker, much larger blast of semen directly into Luck's palm. Once I come down from the rush, I notice Luck staring at my seed with an odd intensity.

"As much as I'd love to have some of this as my breakfast, I actually do need it for something else," she muses before looking at me. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll be right back."

And just like that, Luck vanishes from her place between my legs. Uh... I'm sorry, did she run off with a handful of my semen? What's up with that? When I went to bed last night, I certainly didn't expect to wake up to someone giving me a blowjob, then stealing my cum, if you can even call it that. Although, I guess I also didn't expect to wake up to find this monster between my legs, so there's that.

I spend the next little bit just staring at my cock. It takes a bit for the idea to fully settle in. Eventually, I reach out and poke it, feeling a chill run down my spine, the appendage still being sensitive from just cumming. After a few more moments thinking, I manage to get out of bed and take a shower, but thoughts never stop running through my mind as I do so. Once I make it back to my room and get dressed, Luck reappears, no trace of cum in sight.

"Alright. I'm back," she announces. "I have to admit, it was hard to resist getting a taste of that load myself. You've got some pretty delicious sperm, I must say. And I didn't even have to- uh... are you okay, Kyle? You look a little out of it."

Luck slowly approaches me as I'm sitting on the edge of my bed, still lost in thought. Well, it's really only one thought. A thought that has been playing on loop ever since I realized it.

"You... you changed me..." I whisper, looking down at the large outline in my pants.

"Well, yeah. That's kind of what I do," Luck laughs.

"You never said anything about changing me."

"Huh?"

"I agreed to let you do whatever it is you wanted to the people in my life, but you didn't say you would do anything to me," I clarify, still not looking up at her.

"I don't see what the problem is. You don't like having a bigger cock?" Luck asks in confusion.

"It has nothing to do with my dick!" I suddenly shout, causing Luck to jump back. "I... it's just... my whole life, everyone has always been trying to control me. My parents constantly trying to **** me to be better, yet never being satisfied no matter how hard I try. My boss berating me and making me work late just to make herself look good. Even when I was a kid, it seemed like everyone would only accept me if I was more like them. No matter who I'm around, no matter what I do, I'm never good enough..."

Luck goes quiet for a moment, the smile fading from her face.

"That's why you've been so against my help. Why you keep trying to stop me from changing people. Because you hate how people used to try and change you," she realizes.

"I tried to tell you I could fix everything myself, but you insisted on helping me. And honestly, you're probably right. I probably do need help. So I finally gave in. I figured that if I just let it happen, that maybe I would end up in a better place than I am now, but..." I pause.

"You didn't think that would involve me doing anything to you," Luck finishes my sentence.

"Please... Don't mess with my head. It's the only thing I have that I can always count on. Do whatever you want to everyone else. Just... promise me you won't do anything else to me," I beg her, doing everything I can to hold back my emotions as I look up at her.

For the first time ever, Luck is the one who's speechless. I just sit there, staring into her eyes, waiting to hear what she'll say. Then finally, after what feels like an eternity...

"Okay. I promise."

Just like that. No jokes. No silly remarks. Nothing. I honestly can't believe she just outright agreed to that. I take a few deep breaths and wipe the water out of my eyes as I think about what to do next. I then stand up and hold out my hand. As I do, Luck looks down at it and raises and eyebrow.

"What are you doing?" She asks.

"I thought you said you knew what a handshake was," I remind her.

"I do know what a handshake is. It's a common greeting. But in case you've forgotten, we've already met," Luck points out.

"That's not the only thing it's for. It's also a way to show that you're serious about something you agreed to. Like a physical gesture that says you'll stay true to your word," I explain.

"Huh... I didn't know that," Luck says as she examines my hand. "So if I do this, it will prove to you that I'm telling the truth?"

"Please, Luck? This is really important to me."

After looking down at my hand one more time, then back up at me, Luck smiles. But this isn't her normal, mischievous smile. This one seems much more sincere. She then reaches out and takes me hand before giving it a firm shake. The second she does, I instantly feel the intense pressure in my chest relax.

"I guess it's a good thing I washed my hands before I came back up here, huh?" Luck mentions.

And she's already back to cracking jokes. But somehow, I don't mind it as much now. Sure, I still find her sense of humor a bit dumb, but knowing that she is capable of taking things seriously makes me feel a lot better. Sure, she may be persistent when it comes to getting me to have fun, but at least she's still willing to draw some sort of boundaries. Although her joke does remind me...

"Oh yeah, what did you do with all that cum anyway?" I ask her.

"You're gonna have to figure that one out on your own. But I can assure you, it's all a part of the plan," Luck answers in her usual coy fashion.

"Of course it is," I say as I roll my eyes, though I do find myself chuckling a bit as well.

It looks like I've about reached the limit of Luck's leniency. When it comes to figuring out what she's up to, I guess I'm still on my own.

"Also..." Luck adds. "You are going to keep the penis, right? I mean, it was a gift, so it'd be kind of rude to try and return it."

"Fine. I'll keep the big dick. I guess a guy can't really complain having an improved package," I admit. "As long as that's the only thing you do to me, I can certainly live with it."

"I knew it!" Luck cheers.

The two of us share a short laugh together, though Luck seems to find the situation must more amusing than I do. I still don't think having Luck around is going to make my life a cakewalk or anything, but like I said before, I'll just have to learn to take the good with the bad. And maybe if I'm as lucky as her name suggests, things might just work out in my favor.