No, I work some magic.

We got up carefully, cum slowly dripping down her front as she caught it in her hands. She dashed to the bathroom and hopped into the shower. It was an Italian style shower with a sliding door. The small bathroom echoed with the sound of the noisy rollers and I stood outside the cubicle, watching intently as she rubbed her hands over her lovely tits again. Once she had washed off the cum, I climbed into the shower with her, and we began lathering up. We kissed a few times and the wet, velvety feeling began to take effect on me again. She quickly noticed and bent down onto her knees, the water pouring down me onto her face. I turned the shower head away a little to give her relief then she suddenly took my entire glans into her mouth and began sucking intently. I was surprised by the jolt of sensations running up and down my body. My cock jumped in her mouth and I moaned loudly. I reached down and pulled away a little only to lift her chin up, bringing her small tits into view. I bent lower and poked her nipple with my dick enjoying the effortless movement across her breasts and down into her insignificant cleavage. This was the first time I regretted the size of her chest, especially compared to my towering erection. I guess she would never be able to satisfy me that way. If only she had my powers, her lovely, cute tits could grow when I wanted to fuck them then shrink back down when I just wanted the eye candy and elegant figure to watch in the shower. Luckily, at this moment, her eyes were shut due to the water running down her face but without warning, the tip of my dick faded into her body, merged near her breasts, and they, too, melted away. After a few seconds I continued to stroke up and down to keep up the illusion, but I was staring in panic trying to come up with some kind of explanation she would believe. I was impressed with my acting skills, even moaning once to help keep her busy. Finally, after what felt like forever, my dick reappeared and so too did her tits. Except they weren't her tits. At least, not the same ones she used to have. My dick had also shrunk a lot along with my balls, now closer to a tiny three or four inches long, smaller than my real one.

I was overwhelmed by what I saw and couldn't help but shove my tiny dick between her C cup breasts roughly. Her now normal-sized breasts formed a fabulous, velvety tunnel for my meagre erection, completely enveloping me in her firm flesh. I grabbed her heavy boobs and squished them against my little toy of a penis. I frantically rubbed up and down, my dick invisible, easily hidden by her average cleavage. She opened her mouth to speak but I quickly shoved my unimpressive dick between her lips and started face-fucking her with abundance. She moaned, probably confused and thinking I was shoving my finger into her mouth. She started swishing her tongue around and pulling her head back and forth, sliding the tiny thing in and out of her warm lips. I was getting close to the edge and the feeling of her lips reaching and easily pressing into the base of my shaft as her tongue wrapped around my miniscule girth was the final straw. My tiny dick convulsed then spurted a tiny cumshot from my unimpressive balls onto her tongue. I pulled back, not wanting to give away the truth of the situation she was in. I came, a few small strings falling onto her wonderful tits. I was careful not to groan too loudly and reveal the truth. As my pathetic dick finished its task and my orgasm subsided, I quickly refocused on my dick and grabbed her tits at the same time, focusing on them too.

All my shame and panic melted away with our ephemeral body parts. They were quickly replaced with the ones we held before and I groaned loudly to conclude the story I hoped she would tell herself about how I had rubbed one out on her chest in the shower.

After a few moments, she stood up, cleaned herself quickly then opened her eyes and kissed me deeply. 'I don't know what was going on but I can tell you enjoyed it.' She smiled innocently at me and I couldn't hold my smile back, glad I had escaped the terrifying situation. We finished showering and went back to her room. We snuck into bed and, after a short chat about waking up time and routines, fell into blissful sleep.

Well, she did, anyway. I lay awake for at least an hour thinking about what had happened before I finally got lost in my dreams and drifted off to the darkness of restful slumber.