Dave took a deep breath, doubting it all being the kind of man he was. He scratched his belly before grabbing the bag, assuming he’s just forgotten about it.
He deleted the email and went back to his internet forums.
After an hour or so of scrolling, eventually leading to watching porn. Dave was jacking off and had the random thought, the idea of transforming and changing was definitely in his long list of kinks and fetishes, so he idly said, “I wish my cock was triple it’s size,” with a wide smirk on his face.
Just the thought turned him on more, and he continued jerking himself off. But as he continued to do so, underneath his desk, he began to feel different. Like his hand had moved more than usual. He kept going, until he suddenly felt… wood. A different kind of wood. The wood on the bottom of his desk. He stopped jacking off, rolling his chair from underneath his desk to look at his cock.
“HOLY SHIT!” He yelled, looking at his ten… maybe twelve inch cock! It was so long and thick that it’d managed to touch the top of his deks. He stared at it in awe, “oh my god… d-did…” he stuttered, then bit his lip, “I wish it was bigger!” He said with excitement.
Immediately he stared at his cock as it elongated, getting thicker with each pulse, his veins getting thicker. It grew and grew until it eventually doubled in size, “my balls! I wish for huge balls!” He said.
He moaned aloud as he felt his nuts swelling like waterballoons. They grew and grew until they were each the tennis balls. He grabbed them, finding himself leaking immense precum. With excited breaths, he said, “I wish I can cum so hard!”
He grabbed his cock, leaking more and more precum, and started jacking his cock back and fourth. Eventually, he pulled his python out from underneath his desk and pointed it upward to see his complete tree trunk of a cock in all it’s glory. After just a few moments, Dave moaned loudly as he orgasmed. His balls churned as he felt the cum travelling down his cock, and eventually burst out like a volcano. His cum was indeed ‘so hard’ as he wished, spraying all over the walls, onto his monitor, his desk, even a little on his bed.
By the time his cumming had stopped, he laid there, sitting on his chair, his fat belly completely exposed from how much he was moving riding up his shirt. He stared up to his ceiling and immediately got hard again from the thought of how much he could do with this ‘gift’.
As he opened his eyes, he looked around his room, noticing the slimy white goo that covered his room now. With a smirk on his face, he simply said, “I wish my room was clean.”
And in a moment, all the cum started to vanish. But not just the cum, but all of the empty wrappers, bottles, everything! His room had never been tidier,
“Wow, this truly is amazing. My mistress, she’s gifted me with something so… beautiful!” He said to himself, beginning to idolise the woman who’d given him this power.