Drake took position over the guy's thighs. His naked hairy butt exposed to everyone's sight and ready to be spanked by this pimply teenager. Being helpless in his current condition, he just closed his tearing eyes and waited for the inevitable suffering. One, two, three... Almost in rhythm, several spanks made his ass cheeks to shake and redden. Ironically, he was bigger than the boy spanking him but he can't do anything to stop him. He felt so humiliated that he couldn't help crying and begging for his freedom.
"That's enough, Mickey." A girl said as she tried to hold the boy's hand which has also reddened. The teen tried to resist it but he at the end he finally stopped. He was panting exhausted like if he has released years of frustration and anger. He can't understand how he had gotten this advantage position over Drake but he felt kinda satisfied. Meanwhile, the man-baby was uselessly trying to hold his tears while he touched his sore butt. How did he end up like this? He just wanted a bigger dick and now he was in the weirdest scenario possible. Surely Beldazarr was laughing at him somewhere.
"My master, I can sense you're calling me." Beldazarr's voice echoed through Drake's head. It feels like an invasion of his thoughts, the last bit of privacy Drake still has, but he was glad of hearing him. "Can I do something for you?" "Get me out of this mess!" "That's too vague, are you sure you don't want to be more specific? I'm giving you a little opportunity to modify your wish just because you look very pathetic right now." "Fine. I wish I was a regular college man. No baby talking or behaving, no weird stares on me. Nothing. Just another guy in the world. Is that specific enough for you?"
Beldazarr didn't reply and Drake can't see him but he was sure the genie had a wicked grin on his face right now. "Is not, but your wish is granted." Drake was worried of what will happen now, things are weird enough for him but apparently Beldazarr could make them worse. He closed his eyes for a brief moment, expecting something happens but nothing changed. He stood up and looked around. No, everything seemed the same. He looked down and blushed in shame after realizing that he was still naked.
"What did you do Beldazarr?" He said and then he realized that he had stopped talking like a baby. Well, that's something... He thought. Then, he discovered he can move normal again and that nobody was staring at him despite he was butt naked, not even those girls from before. "It's not perfect, but at least you didn't do it wrong this time." Drake said as he flexed and arm and admired his body like it used to be. He was so distracted with himself that he didn't notice that something was happening behind him.
"D-Drake... W-what's going on? What's happening to me?" Drake turned around and noticed that Mickey was groaning and writhing in pain in his seat. Drake didn't like this guy, but he suspected Beldazarr's magic was behind his pain. "Are you ok man?" Drake didn't get an answer. Instead, Mickey let out a loud belch directly to his face. Drake closed his eyes grossed out and when he opened he noticed that something was different on Mickey. His formerly loose tank top now seemed more fitting on his frame.
Drake looked closely and realized that two small pecs were now protruding from his chest and they seemed to keep growing. His previously thin arms were getting more definition and bulk now and looking down, Drake noticed that something similar was happening with Mickey's legs. In a few seconds, the boy has gone from a puny nerd body to a more decent one. But he still wasn't as muscular as Drake. However, it seemed that won't last for too long.
Mickey's arms had swelled so much that his shoulders had grown like bowling balls. Consequently, his back has also broadened as well as his chest. His pecs now looked like two solid slats and his tank top seemed printed on his skin. Drake could see that Mickey had developed an eight pack too. Mickey was exploring his beefier torso when Drake noticed that his hand were big as mitts now and calloused like any manly guy.
Like his tank top, his pants now were too tight that they left nothing to imagination. Mickey's thighs and calves were so thick that he was forced to spread them open like any confident lad. His size 9 flip flops now looked comically small on his size 14 feet with his bigger toes protruding from above and his heel from behind. Somehow, his archs were way more pronounced now accentuating the bigger size of his manly feet.
And talking about manly, the thing between Mickey's legs was a perfect example of manliness. With his tighter pants, the silhouette of his dick and balls were completely visible. Mickey can't believe how big he got. He wasn't gay but he was getting a boner just by looking at his longer and meatier shaft through the fabric. Drake blushed a little while he watch Mickey's glans getting more definition as it got hard. It started to snake through his left thigh while Mickey's swollen balls kept showing off an obscene bulge in the front.
"Drake, you have to help me!" Mickey said and both of them got surprised of how deep Mickey's voice has become. "I don't know what happened to me but this isn't normal! I... I..." Mickey was midsentence when he felt another tingle in his body. Now body hair started to come out everywhere. Drake could see ut growing in his chest, legs and arms but it definitely was growing in more places. "I look like a college jock, just like you." Mickey raksed his arms and awkwardly flexed them while Drake watched the tufts of hair that have grown in Mickey's armpits.
It seemed that Mickey's transformation had finally stopped and he stood up to explore his new self. He was as tall as Drake now, maybe a few years older to match Drake's age as well. He was incredibly uncomfortable with a body that big but he didn't imagine that things could go worse. Suddenly and unexpectedly, Mickey's skin-tight clothes started to vanish in the air. He desperately tried to do something but at the end, he just managed to cover his manhood with his hands. Despite his hands were now bigger, Drake could still see Mickey's glans and balls swaying underneath. If he had thought Mickey has become pretty hairy, he got a confirmation when he noticed the big wild bush all over Mickey's crotch.
"What have you done Beldazarr?" Drake asked as he watched at the embarrassed jock uselessly trying to hide his shame. He still looked like the nerd from before, barely. But now he emanated more testosterone than any other guy Drake has met before. "I just did what you wished for. In order to make you look like a normal college guy I made that every other men in contact with you will get a body like yours. And to make sure that nobody is staring at you, I've made nudity normal for college age men."
"N-no, I didn't wish for this! I don't wanna see another guy's junk. That's too gay!" Drake replied. "Beldazarr, I wish..." He was quickly formulating a new wish when he felt a hand on his back. He turned around and noticed it was...