"Who's ready to join the church?" Tyler asked, with a thousand kilowatt smile on his face. Besides Johnathan, however, the brunette was the only one in the room who was smiling. The twinks were either moaning uncontrollably and therefore unable to smile at the moment, or they had their mouths stuffed and we're currently too occupied to spend the time doing anything else. Meanwhile, the audience was left with a mixture of dread and defeat. Clearly, getting the answer to Tyler's question right wasn't going to end their predicament and not answering would likely be a worse option, as evidenced by Micheal, now Mikey, who was now clearly devoid of all higher capacity thinking and was too dumb to realize the issue with that. As a result, most of the crowd simply resigned themselves to their fate.
Tyler, seeing this, clearly wouldn't have it. This was a game, after all. The people should be enjoying it. "Hey Johnny, these guys are being totes boring. I wish the audience would enjoy the game we're playing."
Johnathan, who was practically entranced by the three-way going on behind Tyler, quickly granted the brunette's wish without change. Suddenly, the crowd felt an inexplicable great sense of joy that they got to be playing this game. Even though they knew the consequences, they still loved the game itself. Several hands immediately shot up the moment Tyler's wish was granted, pleasing the twink greatly.
"Fantastic! I'm, like, so glad to see so much participation!" Tyler remarked. "Hmm, I think I'll go wiiiith Aaron!"
Aaron felt great about being chosen to answer, despite hating the twink's guts. As captain of the school's football team, he basically represented the last bit of the school as a whole. Where Riley and Bradley represented the tough and apathetic parts of the school and Mikey represented the nerdy types, Aaron repped the popular people in the class. Always in the freshest clothing and with the freshest girl in tow, Aaron was widely sought after as a friend for the guys and a boyfriend for the girls. Being with him meant instant access the best parties and the hottest girls, so of course most of the school wanted to surround him.
It also came as no surprise that Tyler wanted to take Aaron down, as well. Taking down this football god would basically mean the fall of the rest of the school. Everyone looked up to him, so Tyler was intrigued to find out how people would react to him being under them.
"Uhh, no one's gonna join your church you lunatic," Aaron responded, attempting to answer the twink's question. "We might not know how you managed to turn all these guys into fags, but you haven't convinced any of them to join your church."
Though the brunette football player's evidence was sound, the claim simply wasn't supported by it. As such, Tyler stated, "Oooooh, so close but, like, sooo far. And you know what that means."
Tyler winked, and the brunette football player felt the wink in his groin. More specifically, it felt as if dick became weaker. Not in potency, but in utility. Simultaneously, Aaron's ass felt stronger in the same way. On the outside, the audience watched with blissful ignorance as the brunette quickly lost all body hair and his skin became flawless. They couldn't care less about the changes to their hero. They all were simply so happy to be a part of such a great game that they couldn't wait for this part to finish so they could participate more.
Still, being straight meant they couldn't help but be grossed out by what happened next. In Aaron's head, a need that had been growing since the boypussies' scent began filling the room suddenly roared with life inside Aaron. Overwhelmed with arousal, the brunette began literally humping the air as his hands roamed all over his body and his desire grew. Soon, he couldn't take it anymore, and in a strong display of passion, the football player literally ripped his green and yellow (to represent the school's colors) jockstrap apart. He used the last of his strength to do so, however, as evidenced by his rapidly shrinking muscles. He happily began humping the air in earnest, the cool air feeling great on his hard dick, which pointed directly up at the ceiling. Any of his past partners would tell you that his cock definitely seemed smaller than its previous 8" size, but his future partners in the audience didn't even notice that it was currently 5" and shrinking along with his muscles. As years of hard work drained from his body, by the time the remains of the jockstrap fell to the ground, the man looked like nothing more than your average twink in terms of build. At least, it was average in comparison to the rest of the church's twink population.
Quickly, the final changes began occurring with full steam as the newest twink began literally coming into being. As his face became decidedly cuter and his hazel eyes gained a certain hunger, his mind began shifting to that of a bottom. As waves of pleasure began coursing through Aaron's body, every encounter he had with a women (and there were plenty) left his mind. In its place came all kinds of kinky, gay sex acts, all of which had Aaron as the bottom. With each new sex act, his voice and moans became higher and higher, his ass became bigger and bigger and his cock shrunk more and more. Each spurt of cum focused his mind less on his rod and more in his hole. As it happened, the brunette gradually stopped humping the air and became more focused on grinding on his seat. It started out as a tentative rub, but as his changes completed and the cum began drying on him, Aaron soon became totally focused on his ass, as now he could only derive pleasure from that and his mouth. His cock was simply a cum dispenser as the new Aaron took form. No longer the buffed up jock, the new twinky Aaron still would be very popular, but his role would shift. He'd gain attention by being the most flamboyant bottom in town and now he'd be sought after as the gay friend for the girls and the open boyfriend for the guys. Every partner he had would love playing with his 3" cock that was basically a clit and would be able to keep going thanks to his new boypussy that was insatiable. Aaron would now be popular in his own way and he'd love it.
The new Aaron wasted no time in rising up, walking straight towards Tyler (who still had Mikey leaning on him while fingering himself), and taking a sexy, long lick of the cum still on Tyler's chest. Before he hated formerly pious twink. His church had given the town such a bad reputation that Aaron wasn't able to get a football scholarship to attend college. In turn, the man was left working at the local convenience store with a strong resentment towards Tyler.
Now, however, he couldn't have loved the twink more. After all, Tyler had shown him a great new life. One that he'd take advantage of to the fullest. The former football player proceeded to quickly steal the remaining cum from Tyler and Mikey's chests and then fully slipped off the neon green jockstrap on Mikey and lovingly began cleaning off the blonde twink's cock.
"You slut, get your own!" Tyler admonished lightly, since he was more overjoyed due to the creation of a new twink.
"I would've honey, but this was so much hotter," Aaron replied. "Then again, I totes could go for some more, but I kinda want a load just for myself."
"Well, you can help yourself to the nice fuckfest we've got going on behind me," Tyler pointed out.
"Oh honey, there's a much more effective way getting some," Aaron stated with a wink. He then proceeded to walk up to the closest guy in the audience and gave him a small, sexy lap dance. The man, an average looking person, was ready to push the twink off of him until, in one smooth move, Aaron lowered the man's jockstrap and eased his new boypussy onto the man's cock.
The effect was immediate. The man stopped struggling and began lightly going along with Aaron's ministrations. You see, since Tyler had wished for Aaron to become a twink like him, it meant that any time a twink like him got fucked, the top would transform into a twink! The moment Tyler realized this, he nearly came on the spot. Change of plans, he thought to himself.
"Hey, sluts!" Tyler called, looking at the three-way behind him. "Stopping fucking each other and start fucking the rest of the class!"
Cali, being about as dumb as a brick, blindly followed Tyler's orders. Bradley and Riley soon followed suit, however, once they saw Tyler's plan. Tyler then looked to Mikey, who was currently facing with his back to Tyler as he nestled and grinded himself into the brunette with earnest. He had a hand steadying himself around Tyler's neck and looked to be performing some sort of improvised pole dance on him. As hot as it was, he lightly pushed him off as well and ordered him to help to speed up the process even more. Soon, the boypussies acted a sort of infection, and with Tyler questioning any of the unconverted, the collective moans in the church grew louder and louder until it was clear that a full blown orgy was going on inside. Of course, no one inside really cared. Everyone inside was already a slutty twink and loved it.
As the last man was converted by Cali and Mikey simultaneously giving the guy a blowjob, Tyler finally joined the party by finding Riley and Todd, the guy with the second biggest cock in the church, and getting double teamed by them. Satisfied with his work, Johnathan walked up to Tyler, who was clearly blissed out by the intense fuck session, and began to speak with him.
"So, are we happy with all our changes?" Johnathan asked innocently, gazing out into the audience and loving the show, as evidenced by his clear and blantant fondling of his foot long cock through his sexy yellow jockstrap.
Mmm! Tyler affirmed in response, not willing to take the cock out of his mouth.
"You're positive? There's nothing else you wish to change?" Johnathan added.
Tyler thought for a moment, which was difficult due to how much pleasure he was getting. Slipping Todd's cock out of his mouth for the moment, the brunette responded, "Actually, I got an idea. I wanna be, like, even twinkier. I wish I became more twinky!"
Sure, Johnathan thought to himself, but you're going to get more than that, too. Time reversed and the brunette now said, "I wish I became more FLAMBOYANT, SLUTTY AND twinky!"
Tyler's lust grew exponentially as he immediately resumed getting pounded on both ends. More images of degrading forms of sex filled his head as his hair gained pink highlights that somehow became natural. His voice, previously high and flighty, now became even more feminine and flamboyant as did his mannerisms. His eyes lightened to become an almost neon blue that was mesmerising. Soon, the more degrading the sex was, the more Tyler wanted it as he felt his lips puff up into full DSLs and his ass puff out even more. Both of the twinks topping him immediately began cumming at the feeling of Tyler becoming an even better fuck and the brunette guzzled the loads down without losing a single drop. Without a doubt now, he was the hottest twink in the church. There wasn't a single man he wouldn't do it with and a single sex act he wouldn't do gladly.
"Mmm muth bettah," Tyler announced, his mouth still full of cum. He swallowed. "Like, thanks Johnny!" *giggle*
"Is that all? What about the church? I thought you wanted your class to join it?" the genie replied, nudging the brunette slut in the right direction.
Tyler looked up at Johnathan's eyes, lightly grinding on Riley and stroking Todd to get them ready again. The genie had a point. That was his original goal, after all. Even though he got sidetracked by much more important wishes and watching the twinks change, it still should've been something he considered doing. As the brunette slut looked around, however, he realized that this orgy was a much better use of the space. After all, even though his parents might accept his sexuality, the rest of the church wouldn't. In fact, they'd be inclined to kick him out of the cult if he even spoke of it in front of everyone. He could change all that now, though. All with one simple wish.
"You're totes right Johnny!" Tyler announced, not pausing his ministrations. "Like, I wish that everyone here and every member of this church now joined the new version of the church: The Church of Twink, the world's totally hottest strip club!"
Johnathan nodded and his eyes glowed one last time for Tyler. As it did, the church began transforming. Images of twinks in various forms of sex spruced up the walls of the church as a giant cock statue appeared at center of the stage with multiple poles surrounding it. The scent of boypussy soon thickened even more in the room as a massive boypussy statue appeared in the back of the room, bubble butt and all. Soon, all religious imagery of any kind disappeared as the church became solely devoted to cock and boypussies. The seats began changing to machines that could be used to perform different sex acts, so that the only places to sit now indicated that you were ready and willing. It was just as the church doctrine wished, after all. Previously, the doctrine was so hateful, but now it taught acceptance through sex. It became filled with love and lust and sheer happiness. In time, the church would reach numbers previously unheard of as everyone would want to take a peek at what was going on inside and would be willing to pay large sums for it. To Tyler, his life became perfect. He'd be the star of the church now and incredibly rich because of it. The pastor's own son, a slutty, gay, rich twink! No one couldn't asked for better.
"Better?" Johnathan asked.
"Almost," Tyler answered. "There's just one last thing."