Aaron Jacobs stood up at Kyle's call for volunteers.
"I guess there's no getting out of this." He said hopelessly.
"Arron! Good job! Thank you for volunteering. Anyone else?" Kyle said with excitement.
Nobody else moved. Kyle gave a slight pout and scanned the room. Out of the guys he had changed there were only a couple left. He decided to have a basketball round.
"Demarcus! Let's make this a team venture." Come on up here.
The other basketball player in attendance, Demarcus Jackson trudged up in front of the crowd. Both of them stood about two feet apart in front of Kyle and his mirror.
"Look at these two athletes in front of us. How tall are you?" Kyle asked.
"6'3" Arron replied. "I don't know man!" Demarcus said in a mumble.
"Dude!" Aaron whispered "Be cool. This shit gets worse if you stir the pot."
"Right you are Aaron!" Kyle said with a grin. "Since one of you is playing nice, I'll help you both out. You're now both seven feet tall."
Both players gasped as their height changed.
"Let's see. Those basketball shorts aren't doing either of you any favors. The basketball team uniform is the same style it was in the seventies."
Instantly, the baggy shorts the two had been wearing morphed into the shirt shorts worn in previous eras. The boys also gained long tube socks matching the style of the time.
"Man" Demarcus said, "This is bullshit. Now everyone's gonna be able to see my junk when I run around."
"While I wouldn't call it bullshit, that brings up an interesting point." Kyle said with a wicked grin. "Are you worried about people seeing your junk?"
Demarcus's dark skin flushed a little darker. "No. I ain't worried."
Kyle smirked again. "What about you Aaron, have you ever compared yourself to the other guys on the team?"
Aaron also blushed but he said, "Yeah. It's hard not to when we're in the looker room."
"Honesty is refreshing." Kyle said.
"I bet he has been looking at my dick in the locker room. That's why he was so damn excited to get up here for you." Demarcus bellowed.
Aaron looked angry and embarrassed.
Kyle said, "Well then, let's not waste any time and do some comparisons. Neither of you are wearing shorts or underwear."
Instantly the short shorts that Demarcus had bitched about vanished.
Arron stood there silently but Demarcus taunted him again. "Get a good look Aaron. I know it's what you wanna see." He gestured to his flaccid eight inch cock. Aaron wasn't small but he was an average five inches or so.
Kyle got tired of Demarcus's mouth and he said, "Demarcus shut up and stand still until I tell you to move again."
Demarcus froze but his eyes widened.
"Now Aaron, when you've looked around at other guys, have you ever wished you were different?"
Aaron nodded and said yes.
"Why is that? Be honest."Kyle said.
"We'll, I've always been a little bicurious and it never hurt anyone to compare a bit." Aaron said it nonchalantly but when he had finished, he clasped his hand over his mouth and blushed even deeper.
"Well, since you've been a much better sport than Demarcus, I'm going to give you a hand. From now on, whenever you describe your sexual characteristics, what you say will come true." Kyle said with a grin. "Go ahead and try it out."
Aaron looked a little sheepish but then he blurted out, "I'm rock hard and hung as a horse."
Instantly, he fell forward on the floor, his torso connected to a marble equine phallus. He struggled and panicked and couldn't get up because of the awkward position he was in.
Kyle laughed at his struggling and then said, "Calm down."
Aaron calmed down as he was commanded to and Kyle said, "This is a great lesson. You need to be careful with your language. What you say is going to be very literal. Be careful with your foreplay too. Don't ever say, 'My dick is going to split you in half, because it might.'" Kyle warned. "Now, fix yourself."
Aaron took a breath and said. "My cock and balls are human, it's ten inches long and flaccid."
Aaron stood up, his enhanced but now normal appendage swung as he rose from the floor.
"Now Aaron, to prevent you from doing something incorrectly I you now encyclopedic knowledge about male genitalia." Kyle said.
Aaron gasped as he found his mind filled not with lustful thoughts about men but full textbook knowledge of the sexual characteristics of men. Aaron's mind broadened as he thought of the varied and nuanced modifications he could make to himself.
Kyle looked pleased. "As another gift, you are also able to change the sexual characteristics of other men while you are in physical contact with their penises. By touching another man, you could heal him or curse him. You can be the magician of man meat, the doctor of dongs you could open a consultancy shop where all you do is fix sexual disfunction."
Aaron looked pleased.
"Now Aaron, I think you should test out your abilities on Demarcus. I want you to make it a just and fitting punishment for how he has treated this party and the room. Keep in mind, if you don't do something I deep appropriate, I might change you as well."
Aaron went over to Demarcus and grasped the root of his dick firmly in his hand. Demarcus winced but couldn't move or say anything. Kyle has worried that he might have had to do some coaxing to get him to offer the appropriate punishment but it didn't seem like he was going to have a problem.