Realizing the danger of being inside of someone with Tim's curse, Doug frantically tries to pull his cock out of Tim's hole, but found it to be an impossible feat. "Oh God no, this isn't happening!" he whispered as his cock involuntarily snaked forward six inches for every inch he pulled out.
"Unnngghhh," Tim moaned as he began to regain consciousness. "So fucking good" he mumbled. He didn't recognize his own voice as his vocal cords had shrunk, but he didn't really care. He bit his lip as his breathing became labored again.
"Uuuuuuhhh, oh god no, you're gonna cum again. Please don't," Doug pleaded. Tim's eyes were now wide as he thought of his roommate's cock filling his hole caused him to tighten up again. "No, no, Timmy, stop!" he moaned. "I just need to fall asleep, then my size will reset..." But Doug himself couldn't contain his actions. He hadn't ejaculated or had a good fuck in what seemed like forever, and didn't think he would be able to now.