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Becoming Captain Cocksucker

Author note:
In earlier chapters, I left it deliberately vague if the "Captain Cocksucker" video is military fetish porn or a superhero parody porn in the vein of Captain America. In this branch, Jason, the narrator, is pretty sure it's superhero themed, which affects how the book helpfully interprets his request to inhabit the role.

I twirled my pen as I considered my next move. Maybe I should track down the rest of that video before I made any decisions. I could find out more about Captain Cocksucker and jerk one out at the same time, and then think about all this with a clear head.

UPGRADE TO PREMIUM? flashed near the bottom of the screen, and the "Big-Dicked Asians Near You!!!" ad flashed off to the side. Fuck that. I had a reality warping textbook! I didn't need a credit card to see some monster cocks. And I was long past ready to see one up close and in person. I flipped to a blank page.

"What would you like to change?"

"I switch places with," I started writing, hastily scratching it out. Then someone else would have had the magic book and I would be stuck. I should write all this down before I add it to the book or I'm going to make a stupid, permanent mistake. Okay, how about:

"I BECOME a version of Captain Cocksucker that existed the week before that scene." As curious as I was, I didn't want to pop in mid scene, with a giant dick already splitting me painfully in two. "This book comes with me everywhere, always taking an inconspicuous form. I always keep all my memories. I can change back to Jason Gray at will, even without the book." There. I copied it into the book, hand shaking with the excitement. The stakes were about to get even more real.

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"Lieutenant Licks! Licks! Can you hear me, lieutenant?"

My eyes snapped open. A trim African American man in glasses and a lab coat was bending over me with concern in his eyes. Why were there lights flashing? Was this the middle of a scene?

"Uh yes, I'm doing much better now, where's…" I tumbled out of what looked like a dentist's chair, suddenly a stranger in my own body. "Can we…cut for a minute?" I said, gripping the armrest for support.

"Cut what?" the bespectacled man asked, looking even more worried. Three nurses next to him had similar looks on their faces.

"The…scene?" I said, marveling at the lilting sounds coming from my new throat.

"I think you need to sit down, lieutenant. You're clearly still delirious from the procedure," he said firmly, putting a hand on my bare shoulders and guiding me towards a bench. "Let's get you something to cover up here…"

"Why do you keep calling me lieutenant? I thought I was Captain…uhh…" I paused. I clearly wasn't on a porn set. Probably a bad idea to tell a worried doctor and nurses that I thought I was supposed to be an actor playing a character named Captain Cocksucker.

"Nevermind"

The doctor grimaced. "The procedure did not go according to plan. We knew the risks the serum posed to non-Asian male test subjects, but you insisted on going through it with the rest of your squad. We don't know the full extent of the changes, but it seems you might have experienced the opposite of the intended effects. You've clearly lost significant muscle mass and height."

I slipped on the robe a nurse handed me. It tickled my newly sensitive skin.

"Are my personal things nearby?"

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To my incredible relief the magic book was in a locker next to a camouflage uniform that clearly didn't fit and dog-tags that said "Licks, Lance." It had taken the form of a small diary. A mirror in the locker reflected the same face I had seen in the Captain Cocksucker video. Strawberry blond hair, big blue eyes, a smattering of freckles, and big pink lips. I'd call it an innocent-looking face if it weren't for the vivid memory of those same lips getting stretched to maximum capacity by the biggest, fattest schlong I had ever seen in my life. My cheeks flushed with arousal as I remembered watching the thorough plowing of what was now my face.

"Show me my biographic information," I whispered.

Name: Lt. Lance J. Licks
Age: 19 years old
Height: 5' 4"
Weight: 120 lbs.
Eyes: blue
Hair: strawberry blond

"Ok, show me the uh, character summary for Captain Cocksucker," I said, lowering my voice even more at the end.

"Before becoming the intrepid hero CAPTAIN COCKSUCKER, Lance Licks was a mild-mannered lieutenant stationed at the military research facility AREA 69. Licks volunteered as a test subject in a top-secret program designed to create supersoldiers, but due to genetic incompatibility, the super serum super backfired, turning Licks into the world's greatest SUPERSUCKER!

Now CAPTAIN COCKSUCKER travels the globe, defeating foul foes and aiding amorous allies with his lush lips, talented tongue, and thrilling throat! What NEW POWERS will he discover with the help of his squad of cocksure companions? What PERILS will he face on the road to discover his ULTIMATE DESTINY?"

Oh god. I had somehow ended up in the fictional world of a superhero porn parody (which was itself created in a world I had already nudged towards the pornographic), and to make it all worse, my character was some kind of super bottom with blowjob powers. It was real. Cheesy, but real.


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