"Great!" Tyler responded, happy to see his best friend enjoy his changes. He then turned to the audience, which was staring at the trio in shock and horror. While they had no idea what had caused the changes, they definitely noticed that as the two men fucked Tyler, they quickly slimmed down into stereotypical twinks, and the thought of that happening to the audience scared many of them. If it hadn't been for Tyler's earlier wish, they likely would've ran as fast and as far as they could the moment Riley began changing.
Of course, they didn't. Instead, they sat right where they were, helplessly horrified at their predicament. Tyler smiled at the looks on their faces and had an idea. This was going to be fun.
"So class, like, what have we learned today?" Tyler asked innocently. All that could be heard was the moans of Riley and Cali as they fingered their boypussies incessantly. Everyone else was rendered speechless from what they had just witnessed.
"Come on now boys. If no one answers, I'll have to call someone out, like, randomly and right now, you totes won't like that," Tyler stated with a wink and a smirk. Even with the scent of the boypussies that was starting to accumulate in the air, the class understood what that meant. Several boys quickly raised their hands to respond.
"Hey Johnny, I wish that, like, anyone who gets a question I ask wrong turns into a twink like me," Tyler ordered.
Johnathan simply smiled. He would've come up with something kinkier to add to the wish but at the moment his head seemed a little foggy. Instead, he changed the wish to, "I wish that, like, anyone who gets a question I ask wrong turns into a twink like me AND LOVES BOTTOMING."
Meanwhile, there had to be a reward, too, right? "Great! Now I wish that anybody who gets a question I ask right turns into a twink like me but is totally a switch!" Tyler wishes.
Again, Johnny wanted to be more creative, but simply couldn't think of a better change than the following: "I wish that anybody who gets a question I ask right turns into a twink like me but is totally a switch AND MUCH SLUTTIER!"
And finally, Tyler wished one last thing, "Lastly, I wish that if no one chooses to answer my question by the time one minute has passed, the smartest person in the audience will become a twink like Cali: fun, dumb and full of cum!"
God, that's such a hot wish, Johnathan thought to himself. Losing his focus, the genie granted that wish as it was.
Satisfied with the "game" he'd made, Tyler looked for answers to his first question. The brunette's eyes quickly zeroed in on his first contestant. This one was black haired and had a scowl that said he was not to be messed with. The way he sat made even Tyler believe that he owned the place and his imposing stature helped emphasize that idea. That's why it came as such a shock that the man raised one big, hairy arm to respond to Tyler's question.
"Bradley? Wouldn't have expected you to participate so willingly," Tyler remarked.
"Beat it fag. I'm only doing this cause the quicker we get done with your shit, the quicker we get out of here. And it's Brad," Brad replied. If he was scared of what happened to Cali and Riley, he didn't show it. "Besides, the answer is fucking obvious. You want us to be scared of you and respect you or something shitty like that."
"First off, it should be Bradley, cause that sounds way cuter and second, congrats! You're, like, at least partially correct, so I'm gonna give it to you! All that was supposed to come out of this little meeting was a lot more respect for me and this -- I mean, your church! And now for your prize!" Tyler announced with glee.
"Prize? What pri--OHHHH," Brad moaned as the changes began. Just like others had, the black haired winner quickly began losing years of muscle, with all that work going straight to his ass. His body hair diminished to nothing as his face became more and more perfect, losing wrinkles from years of scowling and even losing the ability to frown all together. In a just about a minute, Brad began looking like the perfect twink, just as the other three.
Soon, changes to his mind followed. To Brad, it felt like every mean thought he had kept bursting into pink bubbles, with every burst making him happier than the last. His heterosexuality began draining out of him as everything cold and mysterious thing that women liked about him began vanishing. Instead, arousal took its place, as did a love of being as slutty as possible. Soon Bradley was completely gay and loved it. He loved men and wanted to satisfy as many of them as possible.
Finally, the last changes began cementing themselves and Bradley slipped out of his jet black jockstrap, his tongue sticking out in a naughty manner. Once it was gone, the proud, black haired twink ran a hand through his much longer hair, walked over to Riley and Cali, who were currently making out intensely, slipped one hand into Cali's boypussy and began fondling Riley's cock with another. In response, the two twinks began playing with Bradley's cock and new boypussy while the black haired twink began moaning and giggling, lost in the pleasure.
"Fuck, this feels great! I totally get it now Tyler! Totes respect for showing me this," Bradley responded, a wide smile on his face. It quickly became an O as he dove straight into Cali's nipple with his puffy lips and began wholeheartedly pleasuring both twinks as much as they were pleasuring him.
"Fantastic!" Tyler claimed, licking his lips. "So who's next?"