As the larger male's hand took hold of the student to be he instantly felt powerful magics flowing through him, changing Kyle before he even had the time to let out a word of protest. A hollowness spread through him, as if the bottom had fallen out of his stomach but throughout his whole body. Indeed when the massive fingers closed around him Kyle's body collapsed with a wave of conflicting sensations.
Wait, massive? The fingers Kyle's body felt as large as mountains, easily lifting up his tiny, weak feeling form. As they uncurled a little he was able to look up at the mage looming over him, an eyebrow raised as he appraised him. "Oh, by the way, my names Peter. And you're mine now. And to make up for you interrupting me I figured you wouldn't mind volunteering to help me finish off."
Kyle looked up at the giant dumbfounded, not understanding what he meant by finish him off. Did he shrink and paralyze him or turn him into something? The younger mage could only watch as he was carried over and held in Peter's firm grip. His body felt oddly rubbery, stretchy, like he was made of latex or something similar. Kyle had heard of spells like that in the past, things twisted mages had done to others for fun or profit. But he never figured he'd get to find out about it first hand.
He didn't know if it was good or bad he still had all his senses. Able to feel as Peter's fingers stretched and teased his body, placing him over something warm. Too warm, hot infact. It took Kyle a few moments to realize it was gradually starting to slide into a hollow at the base of his new, transformed body, spreading what felt like his asshole with agonizing intensity. After a few moments trying to wiggle and squirm his unresponsive body Kyle realized it was Peter's shaft, the warm sensual tip of his cock pressing in easily into Kyle's smaller body.
It was then his magic fuddled mind started to put things together. Small, latex and hollow. Oh god Peter had turned him into a condom! As if to confirm his fears Kyle suddenly felt himself being tugged downwards, the powerful length of warm flesh spearing into him and filling him in such a profound way that it nearly banished the current situation from Kyle's mind.
Every inch of the manhood inside of him was pressing against Kyle's sensitive inner surface with exquisite detail. If it wasn't for this whole thing being against his will he'd be moaning in bliss. But as it was he had to deal with the feeling of a cockhead filling his former head and shaping it to that mushroom tip. As Kyle was forced to look up he saw coming down towards him A...