Rick sat down in his first class of the day- anatomy. As he sat down, he caught a lot of glances and glares from the whole room. The thing was, despite having been in the class many times before, he only recognized half of these guys. It was as if all the girls hadn't just disappeared, but had been replaced by guys. Most of them were pretty muscular, wearing tight clothes that showed their nipples and pecs bulging through the fabric. It got Rick's tiny dick rock hard almost instantly. Then, his professor walked in. He had only the faintest memory of the woman who used to teach this class... he thought she was hot? He couldn't even remember for sure now. But this guy was the picture of masculinity. You could make out every muscle through his right suit- he was easily a body builder. What got Rick more excited though, was the bulge he packed. It had to be at least the size of a cantaloupe. Rick made eye contact with him, and he caught lust, but then a quick aversion from the man.
"Alright class," he started, "today were learning about the digesto-reproductive system..."
Wait, what? What the hell was the digesto-reproductive system? Rick yanked the lamp from his bag (he had grabbed it before leaving his room).
"Genie! Am I losing my mind or did you do more than just make all the boys like me?"
"Well, master, you said you wanted to be more attractive to guys on campus, and to make sure that any guy who came on campus was attracted to you, I had to make sure the only thing anyone could be was a gay man, and to prevent your species from dying out... well, let's just say your internal anatomy can support a child now. Have fun!"
"Genie! Genie, get back here!" Rick hissed into his bag.
"Is there a problem, Rick?" Rick looked up. Everyone's eyes were on him, a little confusion across the room.
"No sir," Rick replied, his professor not even seeming all that annoyed, just concerned.
Rick sat through his class, a hardon in his pants the whole time, though you'd never be able to tell. He was pretty lost in the material, but if what he gathered was correct, he could grow a baby in his ass or... something. As class drew to a close, Rick couldn't stop staring at that massive bulge in the professor's pants. Rick tried to push through the crowd of guys leaving the room, at least two or three grabbing his butt (which only further made Rick horny) to get to the front of the room.
"What seems to be the problem, Rick?" His professor asked, a slight twinge of excitement in his breath.
"I dont have you." Rick said, grabbing the man by his tie and pulling him in for a kiss. Unfortunately, his professor pulled away.
"Rick! I told you the first time I'm not about to loose my job. I dont care if you're trying to get fucked by every guy on campus, you can count me, and I hope my colleagues, out of that. If you try that again, I will have to take action. Rick was a little dejected, but it was dawning on him. It didn't matter if every guy found him attractive if people still had desires above sex to think about. He would probably just be labeled as a whore and never get the men he wants. Walking out the door, Rick had an idea, and pulled out the lamp.