Dan swapped a few more students in the library, just to see what he could do.
A jock browsing a nearby bookshelf had his rugby jersey and jeans swapped out for a nearby girl’s summer dress. Dan smirked at the way the dress barely fitted his broad shoulders, and how the guy’s hairy ass peeked out from under the hem of the skirts. He assumed the guy’s new panties were holding his crown jewels in place or they would be peeking out as well.
Dan switched a straight couple kissing and groping each other in the corner. Where the girl was rubbing the tented front of her boyfriend’s jeans, she was now rubbing a flat plane of denim. The guy, on the other hand, had moved his hand around from her ass to caress the hard-on lifting the front of her skirt.
Dan liked that swap – he enjoyed the idea of emasculating straight guys. He would definitely try that one again soon.
Satisfied that he could swap people from quite a distance away, he was keen to explore if there were any limits to his power. He headed to the toilet and found himself a cubicle for privacy and sat down on the closed toilet seat, before pulling out his mobile to search through his porn stash.
He scrolled through his private photos until he found the image he was looking for – a naked selfie of his current favourite porn star, Drake Belfort. He was about 5 foot 10, dark, perfectly coifed hair and neatly trimmed beard surrounding a pair of pale pink, bee-stung lips, all topped with piercing blue eyes. His broad shoulders and slab-like lightly haired pecs gave way to a delicious six pack, round pert ass and meaty thighs and calves.
But none of that was the reason why Dan had decided on Drake and on this image in particular for his experiment. What had drawn him to Drake and to this nude selfie was what the actor was packing, which in the photo was standing proudly at full mast. Drake was infamous for his cock, nearly 13 inches of solid, throbbing cut man meat, and girthy too – more than a mouthful for all but the most skilled of his co-stars. If that wasn’t enough, his balls looked like two chicken eggs stuffed into his ball sack, hanging pendulously between his huge, muscled thighs.
Dan had spent many a night whacking off to Drake and to that cock in particular, yearning for the chance to touch it. He’d also fantasised about taking Drake down a few notches. Drake was always so cocky and full of himself in his videos - he always topped in all of his videos and he loved nothing more than abusing his partners, commenting on the size of their junk and questioning their masculinity. Even if it was just an act for the camera, nothing turned Dan on more than the idea of humiliating guys like Drake.
Dan gazed at the photo and thought about what he wanted. Suddenly, he was wincing as he felt his underpants constrict painfully around his junk. He looked down and it seemed the front of his shorts had several large pieces of fruit stuffed down it. Dan turned back to his phone and saw that the image of Drake, the impossibly perfect porn star, had changed. Gone was the gargantuan circumcised python and bull balls – in their place was a small uncut four-inch dicklet, with grape-sized balls pulled tight against his body, all of which looked particularly undersized attached to such a muscular body.
Dan took in the changed view – he thought it actually made Drake hotter, somehow, that such an adonis of a man should be so short-changed where it counts.
He turned to his own predicament, which was getting quite painful now. He unbuttoned his fly, hooked his thumbs inside the waistband of his underwear and finally let his newly acquired snake free. It was huge, easily the largest dick he had ever seen and it was now his. He traced a finger lightly over the shaft, enjoying the silkiness of the alien flesh, revelling in the weight of the organ as it slowly began to swell, not with its former owner’s blood, but with Dan’s own.
Dan began to tug it slowly, gripping it as best he could with his right hand – it was too thick and too long for him to hold with just one hand – exploring the contours of its veined surface, savouring the heat coming off it in waves. He gasped as his fingers slipped over the rim of his exposed cock head – the feel of wanking this new cut cock was very different from his old uncut one and he was enjoying every minute of it.
Dan picked up the pace, pulling on his new python with his right hand, fondling his heavy new balls with his left. Eventually, he felt himself getting close to coming and he slowed down to give himself enough time to stand and lift the toilet seat so he could aim into the bowl. Fighting to hold in a whorish moan, he came, pumping his load into the toilet with the force of a jet wash. Load after load left his cock painting the porcelain below. Finally, it tailed off, leaving Dan pleasurably faint with fatigue. While it took some time to get going, he’d never had an orgasm as intense as that before. This new dick – Drake’s dick – was quite a find. Dan didn’t think he would be giving it up any time soon.