Dr. Hollings put away some books and then went to the first floor men’s bathroom. He crouched down in front of a glory hole that had been bored into the stall closest to the urinals. Above the hole was a heavy label plate that read, “Special Collections.” Hollings would sit there and wait for men to make their diposits through the hole gladly and hungrily sucking any dick that was slipped through it.
Stephen went upstairs to the second floor and found a quiet place to sit. He figured that now was a good time to get some studying done. Even though his device gave him unlimited power, he still felt the need to figure out at least a little bit of the biology that he had picked as his major.
It wasn’t long before he smelled a familiarly disgusting scent. He looked up and saw the disgusting former quarterback that he had changed before his Lit class.
The young man looked like he had been enjoying himself he was eagerly licking the soles of his bare feet that he had walked across campus with. His body showed that he had quickly assumed his disgusting role. In the two and a half hours that Stephen had been away from him, he had obviously been sucking any dick that he could get. His hair and his face was flecked with white splatters of dried cum that he was either unaware of or too disgusting to wipe off.
Looking up for a moment from licking the sole of his right foot, Tom spotted Stephen who had hoped he wouldn’t notice him.
“Quit looking at me Ripe-Meat. You reek!” Stephen said with mock disgust.
“So dirty...” former Tom said with a moan, his nasty dick beginning to rise at the thought of being berated by the young man.
Stephen paused. He knew that he wasn’t going to get anything done with that trash fire smelling former jock there making noise. He began typing.
Tom had gone back to greedily licking his foot but then he felt something happening. His mouth suddenly felt full. He stuck out his tongue farther and realized that it had grown and was still growing.
The muscular appendage grew to an astounding length. Tom greedily pushed the elongating and flattening tongue in between his toes lapping all the crevices that had been coated with toejam and grime from his earlier hunt for dick and abuse.
Then, he felt an urge, a hunger. He looked down at his dirty cock and balls. Without a hesitation, he bent down with greater flexibility than ever before and licked the dick cheese coated foreskin.
In his mind Tom wanted to barf. He wanted to go take a lifetimes worth of showers and cups of mouthwash but instead, the tongue plunged deeply into the piercing adorned foreskin and began to clean the offending member. After minutes of this he lifted his leg behind his head and brought his mouth down to his reeking balls and began to give them a tongue bath as well. He slurpped and cleaned and became forcefully aroused by such a public act of degradation.
He came but his tongue quickly lapped that up as well.
Stephen looked at him. His cock and balls were still programmed to reek but as long as he kept licking himself regularly the smell would be kept at bay.
“Get out of here dogbreath.” Stephen said.
Not wanting to anger the young man left that floor of the library on all fours wagging a tail shaped dildo as he exited.