Calvin couldn't believe the sight in front of him. Tyler had always complained about the menace that was Riley of the wrestling team, often going to the point where he wished his father would've publicly called for Riley to be punished in one of his hateful sermons. His father certainly would have too if not for the legal ramifications. Regardless, Tyler hated the man who was currently fucking his asshole senseless. Sure, the man had a big cock and it was amazing, but was it worth it to completely abandon his ideals? Calvin couldn't say, to be honest. Not until that dick was ramming in and out of him, of course.
Then again, Tyler certainly seemed to be enjoying himself, as seen by his humming and moaning as he happily sucked on Calvin's 7-inches. And boy could the twink suck, the blond thought to himself. Even though Calvin knew that the brunette had never sucked a cock before, his techinque was still marvelous. It was like he was a natural slut. Little did Calvin know that soon he'd be able to say the same about himself. Just as Riley, Calvin's changes began with his body hair, and the years of tan he'd developed from farm work was now clearly on display on his smoothed body. Somehow, the blond man never got sunburn; just a nice, natural bronze.
Next, Calvin's face began changing. Just as Riley's face had now successfully gone from hard and stern to cute and freckled, Calvin's face became innocent yet mischievous. His eyes changed, becoming a lighter blue that permanently contained a glint that said he was always up to something. His lips, now slightly fuller, curled into a smirk that was begging to be fucked. All in all, Calvin's face softened and became worthy of that of a cute, sexy twink.
Meanwhile, Riley, having already obtained the cute, innocent look that came with a softer, heart shaped face and rounded hazel eyes to compliment his fuller, pinkish lips, now began feeling the changes to his body. Due to the ambiguity of Tyler's wish, the changes that Riley experienced were totally random but very sexy. He kept his cock, since such a gift couldn't just be taken away, but the muscles he worked so hard on began diminishing in size. After all, he no longer needed them for wrestling. Sure, the twink would remember his experiences as a wrestler, but now, he much preferred.. other forms of wrestling. Soon, his body became a mere fraction of its former size, going from 6'2" to merely 5'5" while only maintaining a light layer of muscle and no fat. After all, it was only fitting that he have a dancer's body to fulfill his new passion. Understanding of all types of dance moves began filling Riley's mind. They started off clean, but progressively became dirtier and dirtier as his real passion was unveiled.
A small part of the redhead's mind tried to fight back though. Didn't he hate Tyler and everything he stood for? Why was he enjoying fucking him so much? What's worse, he knew he hated faggots even more. So why did he want to be gay so badly? For so long, Riley maintained the appearance of the strong man in town. After he graduated, he quickly rose up as the go-to man in the textiles factory he worked at. His strength and raw power made it so that no one could get in his way and no one could do his job better than him. He loved the job, especially since many of the factory workers were just as xenophobic as him. Somehow, though, all that seemed so far off right now. As Riley continue to pound the moaning twink in front of him, all that pride he felt in his former self quickly began to deteriorate. He couldn't come up with any reason why he liked acting the way he did anymore and soon enough, the redhead began longing for something else. Something better. Something sexier.
Riley closed his eyes, and something began surging up from deep within him. A newer, better version of himself. He focused on it, and as he did the last vestiges of the former wrestler began crumbling as his true self began pushing through. The sexy smile that adorned his face became more genuine until it began turning into an even sexier moan. His cock began twitching inside Tyler, and the brunette could tell Riley was ready.
Tyler quickly slipped Calvin's cock out of his mouth to make one last change to Riley. "Johnny, I wish that anyone who cums in my boypussy gets a boypussy just like mine and loves it!"
The genie, seeing no reason to change such a perfect wish, granted it as it was. As he did, Riley was finally overwhelmed by the hot fuck session that he was in and finally came straight into Tyler's boypussy, spreading the condition to Riley. As each shot of cum spurted from the redheaded twink's cock, his ass plumped just slightly further and became slightly wetter. Upon the last pump, Riley saw stars as his new bubble butt came into being, with a wetness and need that could match Tyler. Lost in the sensation of his new boypussy coming to life, Riley slipped out of Tyler and felt to the ground, immediately spreading his thin yet toned legs and slipping a dainty finger into his new and improved hole. Riley, the wrestling champion and head bully of the school, was no more as Riley, the ginger stripper twink, came into being. Tomorrow, he'd quit his job in the factory and leave his life here to drive out into the city and find the closest gay strip club where he could strut his stuff. He was sure they'd love his innocent look coupled with a less than innocent mind. Today, however, the new twink was going to get better acquainted his new sex organ.
Meanwhile, Tyler, having lost the cock in his ass, quickly regained his hunger. Fucking a cock might be enough, but just sucking one definitely wasn't. He once again stopped his blowjob to use his voice, much to the dismay of the blond in front of him. In response to the lack of pleasure, the blond whined, nearly a full octave above where his voice had been just a few minutes ago.
"Why'd ya stop?!" Calvin whined, clearly annoyed.
"I need you to fuck my ass!" Tyler ordered.
"No way! It's bad enough ya didn't let me get it first, I definitely ain't getting no sloppy seconds," Calvin responded. A spike of anger appeared in Tyler. Clearly, the power was beginning to go to his head. His displeasure showed on his face, though with his cuter features merely looked like a sexy pout.
"Are you sure you don't want sloppy seconds?" Tyler asked, an ominous tone in his voice. "Cause I think you're totally gonna have them anyways, right Johnny? I wish that my boypussy has a smell and taste that turns men on and clouds their judgement!"
Further generalizing it, Johnathan made it so that Tyler instead said, "I wish that ANY BOYPUSSY LIKE my boypussy has a smell and taste that turns men on and clouds their judgement."
The two boypussies in the room began emanating a strange scent. It was sweet and strong, like a combination of flowers, honey and cologne. Nonetheless, it smelt amazing. As soon as Calvin got a whiff, he knew he immediately wanted more.
"You sure you don't want this?" Tyler asked again, wiggling his ass, causing them to lightly jiggle.
"No, I don't wanna fuck those sweet, sexy cheeks... I think," Calvin began, his confusion and lust clearly showing on his face. "I mean, why would I wanna get right up in there and fuck you like the darn slut you are until yer screaming out my name n' comin' all over us and while those bubbly thangs are just swallowing my cock whole and-- oh god that would be so hawt..."
Calvin began mumbling and getting lost in the struggle of keeping calm. Tyler let the blond blabber for a bit before simply saying, "Calvin? Eat my ass."
It was all the blond needed. Quick as a fox, Calvin dove straight for the twink's hole, and was immediately rewarded with what could only be described as ichor coming from Tyler's boypussy. The blond began voraciously licking the boypussy and as he did, Tyler made the wish that would seal Calvin's fate. "Johnny? I wish that anyone who ate out any boypussy like my own had their IQ diminshed with each lick."
The brunette twink would miss his friend, but ultimately, Tyler had needs and they would be taken care of. Johnny simply nodded, curious to see how this wish would play out, and granted it as is. Calvin's intelligence began dropping greatly as the blond took no time licking every last inch of Tyler's boypussy. 120... 105... 98... 74... It was only once Calvin was literally giggling into the boypussy in front of him that Tyler finally told him to stop.
"Calvin?" Tyler called, as the blond perked up at the sound of his own name. "Fuck me."
"'Kay," Calvin responded, too dumb to want anything else. The blond easily slipped his hard 7 inches into Tyler, who responded with a satisfied groan. It wasn't as satisfying as Riley's, but it would do, Tyler thought to himself. Meanwhile, the blonde's transformation was nearing completion. Years of hard work on the farm disappeared from Calvin's body as now there was no way he'd be able to do the farm work that he could have yesterday. The twink's tan remained, but his muscles didn't. Clearly, now he spent most of his time sunbathing and looking good. That and tending to the animals. Of course, now Calvin would take care of them in... different ways. He especially would like taking care of the horses.
"You know Calvin?" Tyler exclaimed between moans. "I think you're totes too dumb now to use your real name. Like, I think you deserve a cuter one. How's Cali sound?"
Cali simply moaned as he started coming the last bits of his brain and dominant feelings out. Just as with Riley, the smooth, blonde twink plumped up in the rear section with each spurt until he too had an irresistable boypussy. By the time he'd finished, Cali, the dumb, blonde hair, blue eyed farmer twink, was born, giggling as he came into being.
"Oh mah gawd! This is SO hawt," Cali exclaimed as he began playing with his nipples. The new twink probably would have trouble forming sentences with more than five words, but he'd more than make up for it in effort and bubbliness. On the outside, many would think that the twink was intelligent based on the mischievous look that he always gave everyone, but upon closer inspection, they'd quickly realize that he was just a dumb, blonde twink. It was a good thing that he loved being dumb as a brick. Plus, it was clear that from now on, the only way he'd be helpful on the farm would be to help the satisfy the animals and the farmer's needs. It was a good thing he'd enjoy that too.
Tyler slipped off the blonde twink's cock and rose to give him a sloppy kiss on the lips. "You're not mad then?" Tyler asked, already knowing the answer.
"Naw, hehe" Cali responded as he slapped his ass. "This was totally worth it!"