"I wish that every one of these girls, as well as the teacher, wanted to humiliate Carl as much as I do," she whispered into her hand. "Oh, and I wish I could make wishes without talking." She smirked.
At this point all of the women, even those who had initially looked away, were staring at Carl's cock as it got longer, and longer, and longer... There were too many breasts! It was as hard as it had ever been, and stuck straight up into the air, supported at the base by his pants. It was about four feet long by now, reaching halfway to the ceiling.
"Carl, won't you come up here and read your paper to the class?" said the young female English teacher. The previous week they had been told to write a short paper about Moby Dick, to be presented to the class.
"But I... um.... maybe someone else could...."
"Now please, Carl," interrupted the teacher.
Carl had no choice but to come up to the front of the class, four foot cock sticking straight out in front of him, and read to a room full of giggling, devious women. Now that he was facing them all directly, of course, their breasts were more obvious than ever. It continued to grow and grow, and the girls had to slide their desks to the sides to make an aisle for his embarrassingly huge cock.
"I wish his pants would fall down," thought Joelle. "And when he tries to pull them back up, I wish his underwear and shirt both would split open and fall off."
The classful of girls erupted into laughter at the sudden nudity of the only boy in class. While he was still bent over to get his pants, the teacher gave his now naked ass a swift smack.
"Carl, you know better than to stop in the middle of a presentation. Stand up and finish!" she said.
He was forced to abandon his trousers and continue reading. At least while his eyes were on his paper, they weren't on the 42 breasts in front of him.