They prepare you for a friend.

Katie looks you up and down and curls her lip in disgust. “Raven, you make the call while I get him ready. As for you, let's get started. Strip!”

You take off all your clothes. Shelly tries not to laugh as she talks on the phone, which seems to put Katie in a better mood. But not much better.

“All right, pig, now let's see how you like the same treatment you handed out to me. I wish you'd grow a bigger dick. Like, huge!”

Despite the danger of the situation, being naked in front of two hot goth girls was still enough to get you hard. However, now your dick starts growing even bigger. When it hits a foot long it stops, but then Shelly puts her hand over the receiver on the phone and yells, “I wish it was even bigger!” You continue growing, until you're bigger and thicker than you ever wanted to be.

“That'll do,” says Katie. “But you're still nothing special otherwise. I wish you were more muscular, really fit and ripped. And I wish you were better looking, like movie star looks.”

Your body ripples and changes. Your muscles tense and you can see them becoming bigger and more defined. You can feel changes to your face, also, though you don't have a mirror to see them.

“Nice,” says Katie. “I wish you'd stay that way forever, no matter how little you exercise or what you eat. Okay, now for the rules. Number one: I wish your dick would never go soft again. You're going to have to wear loose pants from now on and drag that stupid thing around with you.

“Number two: I wish you couldn't cum without permission from a woman. I wish that even if a woman does tell say you can cum, you'd still get hard and horny again immediately afterward. So get used to a lifetime of frustration. No, wait, I wish you wouldn't get used to it. Ever!

“Number three: You love the taste of pussy. You're fucking addicted to it. If you don't eat pussy for a whole day, you start getting withdrawal symptoms. The longer you go without, the worse the symptoms, until you're acting like the biggest crack junkie ever.

“Number three,” says Shelly as she puts away her cell phone. “We just invited over a friend. When she gets here, we're going to give you to her. I wish you'd be her obedient sex **** for as long as she wants you. You're going to act like you want to do this. I doubt you'll really enjoy it, but I wish you'd act like it, and give a superb performance. You're going to do everything you can to make her believe that you love doing any perverted thing that she wants you to do.”

The girls laugh, apparently satisfied with their work. They go raid your fridge while you sit on the couch and wait, contemplating just how bad their friend is going to treat you. After an eternity, there's a knock on the door.