“Okay, fun is fun, but I don’t want to throw out my back with a body like this,” Angel said. “Let’s change back so we can watch the movie,”
Ellie grinned, his erection throbbing. He lifted his phone to his mouth and commanded “Make Angel and Isabelle mindlessly horny sluts.”
The two girls exchanged terrified looks for a second before a harsh buzzing sound rang out. They shook for a moment as if zapped, and their eyes glazed over. They slouched in place, drool forming on the sides of their mouths.
“Fuck, not that mindless...” Ellie mumbled. “Um, make them smarter than that,” he corrected into his phone.
The girls blinked for a second. “Ellie, what the fuck??” Isabelle said incredulously, her senses returning to her. Angel raised her phone to her mouth, but Ellie beat her to the punch.
“Dumber! Hornier!” He shouted into his phone. The two shook once more, their angry faces replaced by looks of mild confusion. “God... why do I like... wanna fuck so bad??” Angel said, tilting her head. “Me tooooo,” Isabelle replied, smushing her giant breasts together as if she’d forgotten she had them. “But like... umm, I dunno, we should be like, normal first, right???”
Ellie groaned, his new male brain short on patience. “Dumber! Hornier!” He said angrily. The girls were zapped once more. This time they teetered in place slightly, the repeated impact to their intelligence clearly disorienting.
The girls began to smile, their eyes crossed and eyelashes fluttering. “I... I love cock!” Isabelle said cheerfully, like she was recalling her favorite memory. “I love cock even more,” Angel retorted. She was staring at Ellie’s masculine new body, eyeing his meat hungrily. Ellie stared her in the eyes and grinned again. “Dumber, hornier,” he commanded one more time, and pointed down at his dick.
The girls were zapped one more time, their hands raised daintily at their sides, massive busts jiggling as they bounced on tiptoe. They shook their heads, taking a second to reorient themselves, before spotting Ellie’s waiting rod. Their eyes lit up like Christmas morning.
“Weenie! Sucky sucky!!!” They both cried out in unison, and dove for Ellie’s cock. They pressed their faces together, each trying to swallow it at the same time, seemingly having trouble realizing they couldn’t occupy the same space. Ellie, smiling triumphantly, backed towards the couch slowly enough that neither girl would have to stop slobbering over his manhood. Letting himself fall back, he settled into a relaxed position with his arms behind his head. “House,” he said smugly, “make Angel and Isabelle’s lips grow until I say stop.”
The girls scarcely noticed his voice, their only thought to keep worshipping his cock, even when their lips began to expand. Their enormous tits, slicked with drool, fought for space between Ellie’s legs as they sucked, and before long their lips had grown enough that they formed a complete seal around his dick. Their mouths had effectively formed a fleshlight for him, at this point looking like they were simply making out with each other with Ellie’s cock coincidentally sandwiched between them. Their wet breasts noisily slurped as they squished between and over themselves, and they moaned loudly whenever their oversized nipples slipped against each other.
“Fuck yeah... stop!” Ellie called out. The girls paused and sat up. “No, not you!” He snapped. “I meant the lips... Oh, just do whatever you want!”
Ellie leaned back again as the girls jumped up to change positions. Angel set herself to titfucking him, her feminine hands looking tiny as they pressed her heaping knockers together. Ellie’s cock was long enough that Isabelle could still climb over Angel and plunge her enormous ass down onto it as well. Ellie couldn’t help but laugh in disbelief, Isabelle’s waist was so thin that he could see his cocktip pushing its way up her body, her torso stretched over him like a sock over a coke bottle.
“Oh god... is that... I think I’m gonna... gonna cum!!” Ellie groaned, preparing himself for his first male orgasm. “House... make me keep cumming... until I!...” He never finished his thought, the first wave hitting him like a ton of bricks. He gave a deep, manly grunt and thrust his hips upward. Jets of white sprayed from Isabelle’s ass, painting Angel’s face and tits underneath. A second volley surged through Ellie’s fuckpole. Then a third, a fourth and a fifth. Ellie felt like he might pass out from the sheer pleasure, and from the looks on the girls’ faces, they felt the same way.