What do it do

"What the fuck cant this thing do?" Gil looked over the list of rules and tips that MPC had.

"Changes bodies. Change minds. Change the past. Change just about everything it seems." Gil ran a hand thru his new hair.

"Feels like a set up for a freaking superhero movie." Gil looked at his phone and wondered if MPC could make him fly. Shaking his head he looked away. "Nope, nope, nope."

"With my luck I'd be a thousand feet up when the power turned off." Gil mused. His luck wasn't the best. Seemingly anything and everything he was involved in fell apart eventually.

"Like my marriage." He mused as he looked around his new bachelor's apartment. With a questioning grunt Gil looked at his phone as an idea occured. MPC.... maybe he could...

"Oh, that has bad idea written all over it." Gil looked away from his phone. "Your luck is bad Gil, lets not tempt fate here."

"Still..." he looked back at his phone. "Call me a pencil dick." He kept coming back to that moment. The moment his marriage died and divorce became inevitable. That moment when his wife decided to cross the line and get mean. At least once a day his mind went back to that argument.

Looking down at the ridiculous penis that was attached to him now Gil decided that he could at least put it to use.

●Maggie Yearwood is an unrepentant size queen who now knows she just lost access to the biggest dick she'll ever fuck because of her bratty daughter.

There. That wasn't too bad. Surely there couldn't be that many changes from that little tweak.

Right?