Evening came, and the guys agreed to watch a movie together. Ike hooked up the DVD player while Kyle browsed the cabin's collection of cheap DVDs for something interesting and Trevor went to the kitchen to grab some beers. He already knew none of the movies were particularly interesting, so he decided to make his own fun.
"The beer in these three bottles is magical," he proclaimed quietly. "It never runs out, and it doesn't cause any kind of hangover, but more importantly, as Ike and Kyle drink it they will slowly become more horny and more open to sex with men and with me specifically. This effect will last for the whole stay at the cabin. The beer will also transform them. Every time Ike drinks it, his balls will become slightly bigger and his asshole slightly more sensitive. As for Kyle..."
"You alive there, Trev?" shouted Kyle from the other room. "We're gonna start without you if you don't get your ass here."
"Just a sec!" replied Trevor, then quickly whispered, "For every swig Kyle takes, he'll gain a tattoo or a piercing. Neither of them will notice the changes to their bodies or think it's strange that there's always more beer in the bottles."
As he grabbed the beers and started walking toward the other room, he realized that he still hadn't changed himself in any way. For the time being he was content messing with his friends' bodies and habits, but in the future he'd have to think about using his power on himself.
"Finally," said Kyle as Trevor came into the room. He took two beers and handed one to Ike, who accepted it with a nod. Kyle and Trevor sat down on a couch and Ike jammed himself into a nearby armchair, which was barely large enough for his huge frame. Kyle, acting on his desire for physical contact, put an arm around Trevor's shoulder
"What movie did you pick?" asked Trevor.
"Some action flick with that actor dude that Ike has a crush on."
"I don't have a crush on him, asshole," said Ike. "I just think he's good." Kyle just chuckled and took a swig of his beer. A silver stud appeared in his left ear.
Over the next hour or so, Kyle and Trevor gave ceaseless commentary about the movie's patchy writing and one of the actors' struggle to keep his accent straight. Ike, on the other hand, seemed pretty absorbed in what was happening on the screen and barely said a word. To Trevor's disappointment, he also seemed to forget about his beer bottle a lot of the time, only drinking when prompted by one of his friends. Trevor didn't have a good angle to look at Ike's crotch, so he couldn't see how much they've grown. Kyle was performing much better, hitting his bottle regularly, and by now he had almost a full sleeve tattoo on his upper right arm, as well as several ear, eyebrow, and nose piercings. There were a couple of times where the beer didn't have a visible effect, and Trevor was excited to find out what kind of tats and piercings of Kyle's were hidden under his clothes.
"Oh shit!" Ike exclaimed suddenly. Trevor was confused for a second, but then he looked at the screen and realized what made Ike swear: the main character was bleeding on the floor, apparently having been shot by the bad guy.
"He'll be fine," said Kyle mockingly. "It's just a movie. Deep breaths, Ike."
"Shut up," mumbled Ike. He drank some more beer to hide his embarrassment.
Trevor had an idea. He reached over Kyle's legs for the remote, paused the movie, and said, "Hey, nothing wrong with being into a movie. You know Ike, I bet you'll feel less anxious about it if you drink some more beer and do ten jumping jacks." It was just a suggestion, and a silly one at that, but it seemed to trigger the stone's power anyway, as Ike nodded, swallowed another mouthful of beer, and got up. Trevor finally got a good view of Ike's balls. They weren't ridiculously huge, but still noticably plump and heavy, making Ike's two dicks seem a little smaller in comparison. A moment later, Ike started doing his jumping jacks, and Trevor enjoyed the sight of his balls bouncing up and down to the rhythm of his jumps.
The room seemed to shake a little under the big man's weight, but he seemed content enough, and after his ten jump he smiled and said, "I do feel better. Thanks man." He sat back down, but then stood up immediately, blushing suddenly. Trevor realized that it was from the second part of his transformation — Ike's hole was now sensitive enough to make itself known when he sat down. Ike found a new position in the armchair, cleared his throat, and told the other guys to start the movie again.
The remaining twenty-odd minutes went by without incident. Ike's favorite actor survived the gunshot wound and rescued his wife from the bad guys, and Ike and Kyle gained some extra ball size and tattoos respectively. Trevor was pretty sure he saw a tongue piercing in Kyle's mouth, too, but it was difficult to see. He knew he could confirm if it's there when he and Kyle made out in bed at night.
*
The rest of the evening followed the new normal. Ike and Trevor showered together, and Ike cleaned Trevor's body with his tongue again, although now he seemed to be a lot more interested in cleaning his dick than the previous night. Afterwards, Kyle and Trevor invited Ike to sleep in their bed, but for whatever reason, he declined and settled for his own too-small one. Not letting it spoil their mood, Trevor and Kyle kissed for some time (Kyle's tongue was indeed pierced now) and then went to sleep, Trevor's naked body enveloped in Kyle's four-armed embrace.