Dylan guffawed, and hugged his sticky buddy.
"Okay, then. How about you wish you were my obedient rubber puppy, so your nuts and cum genie belong to me!"
"Right? I wish I was your coated in rubber, and was your mindless obedient puppy boy whose nuts and cum genie belong to you!" said Brent sarcastically.
There was an eerie slurping sound as the splattered cum coalesced into one mass and leapt down Brent's gagging throat. He tried to speak to unwish the wish, but the gallons of cum just kept filling him. He was getting dizzy, and passed out.
"Sorry, Bro," said Dylan as he cradled unconscious Brent in his arms. Dylan's rubber boner stuck out about 4 feet in the air, as he watched the young man transforming into a rubber dog in his arms. He continued to speak, "I'm glad you added the word "mindless" that means you'll be a blank slate, and I'll feel less guilty about fucking my old buddy. Sorry it had to be you, but I'm head over heels in love with Jimmy, and apparently he feels that way about you or Brent, anyway, since I own you now Brent, if he wants you, he has to be my boyfriend."