"Fuck Thomas and all those wannabes suckin' up to him in his cringy-ass newsfeed!" ranted Damon about the man Monica left him for. "Fuck him, fuck Monica, fuck the side effects. He ain't got nothin' on me! Thomas can suck it now that I gotta genie. Everybody say he hung like a horse. Imma be bigger than a horse. Imma be hung like a ELEPHANT!"
"So, I take it your wish is to possess the genitalia of a male elephant?" the genie asked in confirmation, attempting to parse her master's jealous outburst.
"Wha? Yeah, Imma be a fuckin ELEPHANT down there."
"Very well, master, your wish is my command."
Damon groaned and bent over as a bizarre pain and pressure overtook his entire crotch. There was a strange folding and swelling there which made it really hard to understand what he was actually feeling there. Was his penis... inside or outside? Was he feeling horniness in his balls... or in his kidneys? By the time the pain wore off, Damon was very confused. All he'd wished for was a bigger penis. He said a weak, hurried "excuse me" to the genie, ran into the bathroom and slammed the door.
Getting out of his pants made him gasp: his manhood was so big it was still partially covered up by his shirt! Getting out his shirt made him gasp again: his manhood wasn't even recognizably human! For one thing, he couldn't see his balls. Where were they? Had the pulled back up inside him? Was that why he felt something new and tingly up in his body cavity? Even more confusingly, there was a big, gray-brown pouch hanging from his lower abdomen, from where his dick used to attach all the way up to his bellybutton. Was this his new penis?!
No, no it wasn't. Damon's dick grew out of this big thick-skinned sheath when he rubbed at it. The penis he was summoning forth from within himself was obscenely large and blunt-ended. It was like a thick-gray pipe sticking out in front of him. Right now, it was soft and flexible, curving down in front of him toward the floor, and already it was long enough to actually touch the floor beneath him. Disturbed by what he was seeing, it started shrinking back into him already.
'I've already been mutilated,' he thought. But then, he HAD wished to be like an elephant down there. Was this what an elephant's penis actually looked like? And what would be the harm in finding out more about it if he could just undo it later with another wish anyway?
The thought of experimenting with his new, MUCH bigger equipment caused his penis to start to become erect again. It unsheathed itself all the way again and started to throb. Wanting to get his long dong up off the cold tiles, his muscular length lurched upward in front of him before he could even reach his hands down there to pick it up. 'What the fuck? I can move my penis?' Damon watched his penis flail around in front of him like a perverted python. He caught the giant member and tried to milk the giant organ up and down with both hands, but it was really had to do. There was so much penis, and not very much hand! He had to put his strong penile muscles back to work to keep his stimulation up. He was way too big at this point for any human woman to take him. Maybe his wish had been dumb, but it wasn't to late to get some more private fun out of it.
What would you do if your giant dick was waving its tip around in front of your face, and your puny hands just weren't enough to do the job? Damon licked his lips at the thought. He craned his dick closer to his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and gave a warm sloppy lick near the urethra. He felt his smooth tongue and his gunky saliva from all the way on the other end of that massive shaft. It was kicking his arousal into overdrive. Soon he was fervently using his mouth to stimulate the tip of his cock while both hands worked the middle. His orgasm felt like a massive earthquake through the whole member, at which point he threw his head back and moaned. He felt a massive bulge of hot liquid start to work its way up the shaft before finally spraying out of that flat blunt opening like a rainstorm. It splattered all over his bathroom floor, and he knew more was on the way. Another massive load surged up the shaft and flushed itself out into the floor.
Pumping elephant semen out of his periscope like this was giving Damon and orgasm no human was meant to experience, and no one could really remain fully human after experiencing it. Something slithered its way out of Damon's behind and started slapping against the toilet ceramic, but Damon was too blinded by sexual climax to care. When he finally stopped ejaculating, his heavy hose sank back down toward the floor and started drooling out drips of semen larger than a whole human ejaculation into the lake Damon had created. Damon sighed and flexed his whip-like spinal extension while he waited for his penis to retract.
Having come down from his high enough to actually care about whatever that might be, he turned his head to the side to try to figure out what he was feeling back there. He saw a gray, wrinkled, snakelike rope of elephant-like flesh hanging over the side of the toilet almost down to the floor, with a frizzy tassel of black hair near the end. This made him nervous, but he was also intrigued that it was nearly as mobile as his erect penis. He willed it upwards, and it raised itself for him without the slightest difficulty. Grabbing it and pulling it around to examine it kind of freaked him out, because he could feel his own vertebrae bending at the joints within it.
'I didn't wish for one of these,' he thought, staring at the long skinny tail in his hands, not wanting to face any consequences for his elephant orgasm. 'What was that genie thinking? I'm a horny and well-hung man, not some sort of tail-wagging animal.' He pulled his clothes back on, but it was really hard to get his pants on around that massive sheath, and it took some substantial effort to get his tail down into them. Eventually he managed to rope it down a pants leg, but it was uncomfortable that he couldn't move his tail around very much like that.
"Genie! Genie! What did you do to me?" he yelled on his way out the door, noticing that he was taller and had to duck his head down under the doorway.
"Ah, master, welcome back. I take it you have put your new parts to the test?"
"Yeah, you could say that. What gives? First my dick is not even human, and then I ... I grew a ... a ..."
"You grew a tail?" said the genie. Damon nodded, blushing. She seemed surprised that Damon even thought something was wrong: "Well, master, you did ask for an elephant penis, and I did warn you that there would be side effects to having one. But if you are displeased, I can simply reverse it with your second wish. Your body will be back to normal, although you will not retain very much memory about the sexual satisfaction you just now achieved. Would you like me to do this now?"
Damon stopped and thought a moment. He had just received the holy grail of animal genitalia and he was wishing it away already, wasting another wish just to get rid of his first wish before he was sure he'd got all the use he could out of it? That would be silly! Now that he knew his new dick's side effects would mean very gradually changing into an elephant (or at least, he hoped it would be very gradually) he could just be more carefully and think on this some more and decide later when it was time to change back.
"Um, not yet, genie. I'll let you know when I'm ready. You can rest until I make my next wish."
"Very well, master. I'll be in the lamp!"