Utopian Spirits

It was a strangely hot Thursday noon when you heard the doorbell ring. You were lounging on the couch in your pajama pants and undershirt watching TV after working on your AI programming all morning. Grumbling, you got up and answered the door. To your surprise, there was a fancy deliveryman holding a large box with the words "Utopian Spirits" emblazoned on the side.

"Delivery for John Smith?" the man asked.

"That's me," you replied, taking the package and signing for it. The messenger tipped his hat and was off. You carried the sizable box inside.

Inside were four bottles of tequila, each of a different type and color. A note card included cocktail recipes using the drinks and four cans of various mixers - lime, orange, grapefruit, and cranberry. It was from "Utopian Spirits Monthly Delivery Service" - a subscription you never signed up for. Shrugging, you figured to enjoy the free liquor.

That evening, you made a "Silver Breeze" cocktail from a recipe, mixing the silver tequila with some grapefruit mixer. You sipped the fruity concoction, feeling a tingle spread through your body. Normally a teetotaler, you decided to get dressed up to go out, an unusual impulse for you. Your body felt loose and free in an unfamiliar way as you headed to a Caribbean-themed club downtown, a place you'd never dare enter before.

At the club, you were unabashedly flirting with women and dancing with wild abandon, letting the music and rum flow through you. You felt virile and masculine, like you owned the world. You ended up back at a hotel with a stunning black couple, lost in a haze of lust. The woman teased about your small penis as you undressed, but you blamed it on the "breezy" drink. You had an incredible threesome, the couple's bodies entwined with yours, their moans and touch driving you crazy. You don't remember getting home but woke up in your bed the next morning wearing lacy red panties instead of boxers. What had gotten into you?

The next day at work was a blur but come evening, you felt restless. You made a "Tequila Sunrise", downing it quickly, and the drink flooded your veins, making you feel strong and passionate. You ended up at a Mexican restaurant for Happy Hour, slamming back margaritas and shots with the bartender, Sofia. She introduced you to her boyfriend Carlos, a chef. In your drunken confidence, you hit on her. They smirked and invited you back to their place.

What followed was a night of wild sex -- Sofia's large breasts and tight ass, Carlos' huge hands all over you, your bodies slick with sweat as you took shots off their bodies. They used you like a toy, plowing you in every hole. You passed out in their bed. The next few days were work-filled but your dreams were full of wild sex with beautiful people, all with endowed genitals.

On Friday night, you drank the last cocktail, a margarita, and felt a familiar buzz. Bold, you put on a black wig, makeup, and lacy lingerie and live-stream yourself online, stroking yourself. The comments from the other men and women were mocking -- but arousing: "Look at that tiny dick", "What a sissy slut", etc. You took it like a man, confident and prideful as you played with yourself.

You awoke Saturday with a huge hangover and an unfamiliar pain in your ass. Peering down, your penis looked even smaller than before. Before you could ponder it more, the doorbell rang - another Utopian Spirits delivery! You tipped the delivery man and opened the large box, revealing four new tequilas and mixers. Your mind reeled as you wondered what this service and these drinks were doing to you. You poured a shot, downing it in one gulp, and read the recipes. Whatever this was, you would see it through to the end, letting these strange liquors change you and show you new worlds of wild sex and confidence. You had no idea what you were in for but you knew you were no longer the shy, modest man you once were