Colin's eyes locked with the Barista's.
Suddenly intense pleasure begun to emanate from the barkeep's chest. It came in pulses, and the barista couldn't help but try unsuccessfully not to moan, if felt like his nipples were being massaged by invisible hands.
Colin watched as the keep's nipples started throbbing under his shirt. And then slowly but surely started growing, bit by bit, as the man pawed at them, and pinched them lustfully while whimpering. Colin's own dick started to harden at the sight.
As the man's nipples got bigger and wider the pleasure started to overwhelm him, his dick feeling only secondary to his nipples, as he pinched and pulled at them, completely lost to the pleasure.
As he pulled he started feeling the pleasure sink into his skin, and as he looked he understood why, his pecs, beneath his engorged nipples, had also started to grow.
Colin had shifted his focus now, he had wanted to see how far his powers could go and so far he had't felt any difficulty whatsoever in slowly turning the barista into his own vision of sexy. He slowly rubbed his own big nipples through his robe as he tried expanding his spell's hold over the keep's body.