Dave took a moment to think. "I've always liked the idea of a thicker cock," he said, his voice a bit shaky. "But nothing too crazy."
Paul nodded, his eyes focused on the task at hand. With a flick of his wrist, Dave's cock began to swell. It grew thicker and fuller before their eyes, the change gradual but undeniable. Dave let out a low whistle as he watched his cock take on a new shape.
"Wow, that's..." Dave trailed off, his eyes wide as he reached down to touch his now more substantial member. The feeling was strange but not entirely unpleasant. He gave it a few experimental strokes, watching as it grew even more under his hand. "It's like a whole new toy," he murmured.
Paul stepped back, his smug expression never wavering. "Just imagine what you could do with that," he said, his voice thick with innuendo. "You'll have the ladies, and the guys, eating out of the palm of your hand."
Dave couldn't help but chuckle, his hand still wrapped around his now-impressive girth. "Yeah, I can see that," he said, giving his cock a playful squeeze.
Paul leaned in, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "But wait, there's more!" he said, his hands hovering over Dave's crotch again. "How about we give you a bit more length when it's time to perform?"
Dave's eyes widened. "What do you mean?"
"Well," Paul began, his voice a sly whisper, "I can make your cock longer when it's erect, but keep it the same when it's soft. That way, you get the best of both worlds: surprise and subtlety."
Without waiting for a response, energy seemingly flowed from Paul's hands to Dave's crotch. Dave watched as his penis length seemed to stay exactly the same, but oddly, his foreskin slowly stretched longer and longer. "Why are you growing my foreskin" Dave asked. "The foreskin growth is an artifact of the drastic difference between your hard and soft length. You need to have enough skin on your shaft to make getting erect a comfortable experience. Otherwise it would be like trying to put on a glove that's too small" responded Paul.
As the length of Dave's foreskin overhang passed 2 inches, Dave began to get concerned "Exactly how big are you making me?" he asked.
Paul chuckled, "Don't worry, I've got a knack for knowing just how much is too much," he assured him. "It's all about balance, my friend." "Does having a hard cock longer than anyone you've met excite you?" Paul asked with a knowing smile.
Dave swallowed hard, his hand still wrapped around his cock. "Yeah, I mean, who wouldn't want that?" he said, his voice thick with anticipation.
Paul nodded, a twinkle in his eye. "Consider it done," he said, and with another flick of his wrist, Dave's foreskin stretched even further, his cock still flaccid.
When his foreskin was hanging down 4 inches from his cock head, Dave decided that was enough. "Whoa, that's enough. Things are definitely starting to look a bit ridiculous" he said.
Paul chuckled, "Alright, alright. It's all set," he said, stepping back to admire his handiwork. "Whenever you're ready to show off, you'll have the power to surprise and delight." "That thick shaft kinda makes those balls underwhelming," Paul hinted, with a knowing smirk.
Dave looked down at his crotch, a bit bewildered but also intrigued. "What do you mean?"
Paul leaned in closer, his voice a whisper. "Well, why not balance things out a bit?" He suggested, his eyes dancing with mischief.
Without waiting for an answer, Paul's hands began to glow again, and Dave felt a strange tingling sensation in his balls. He watched in amazement as they grew larger and larger, until they were the size of lemons. The feeling was a mix of pain and pleasure, a sensation he had never felt before.
"How's that?" Paul asked, stepping back to admire his handiwork.
Dave looked down at his now substantial package. "I... I don't know what to say," he managed to get out.
Paul grinned. "You'll get used to it. And just think, you'll be the talk of the town with those bad boys."
Dave couldn't help but feel a bit of excitement at the idea of having a cock that could rival any porn star's. He had always been self-conscious about his size, and now, it was like all his wildest dreams had come true.
"It certainly is a weighty package" Dave said as he examined his balls, both his hands barely able to contain their new size. "How long did you make my cock?" he asked.
Paul shrugged, his smugness growing. "Let's just say you'll be the envy of every man in the city when you're fully loaded," he replied, enjoying the power he held over these unsuspecting heroes.
"And everything still, you know, works the same when you do this to someone?" Dave asked as he contemplated the potential for Paul's powers.
"Generally, they work just as well after as they did before" Paul responded "Here, I'll do you a "solid", so to say" Paul said with a smirk. Once again, Dave felt a strange sensation in his crotch, as the veins on his penis became more pronounced.
"What was that?" Dave Asked.
"I just made so that you can always perform, if you get my drift" Paul said smirking. "Let's just say you'll be able to get rock hard, like 110%, whenever and wherever. Every time."
Dave nodded, still a little overwhelmed by the experience. He pulled his pants back up, his new assets feeling like a heavy secret between his legs. "Alright, well, thanks, man," he said, trying to play it cool. "We'll have to talk more about how this fits into the team dynamic."
Paul gave him a knowing wink. "Don't mention it," he said. "I'm all about helping the little guys out."
They moved back into the living room, where Dave offered him a seat. "So, tell me more about yourself," Dave said, trying to get his mind back on track. "What got you into this whole superhero gig?"
Paul leaned back, his hands behind his head. "Well, I've always had a knack for making things grow," he said with a smirk. "I figured why not use it for good?"
Dave nodded, his eyes flickering down to the crotch of his pants, trying to ignore the question marks floating in his head. "And what do you do for a living?" he asked, changing the subject.
"I'm a...consultant," Paul replied vaguely. "I help people with, uh, personal issues."
Dave nodded, not pushing for more details. He didn't want to pry, especially with the kind of power he had just seen in action. "So, no superhero experience?"
"Not officially," Paul said with a wink. "But I've dabbled."
Dave couldn't help but wonder what kind of trouble Paul had gotten into in the past. He made a mental note to ask John about him later. For now, though, he was intrigued by the idea of someone with such an unusual power joining their team.
As they talked, Dave couldn't shake the feeling that his balls were weighing him down. He shifted in his chair, trying to find a comfortable position. "Hey, Paul," he said, his voice a bit tentative. "What happens if someone, you know, isn't happy with the changes you make?"
Paul looked at him, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Don't worry, buddy," he said. "What I do is permanent. It's a part of you now, like your strength."
Dave's stomach dropped. "Permanent?" he echoed. "But what if someone wants to, I don't know, go back to normal?"
"Well," Paul drawled, "that's the thing with powers. Sometimes you gotta live with the hand you're dealt."
Dave felt a shiver run down his spine. "What do you mean?" he asked, his voice a little higher than he intended.
Paul leaned forward, his expression serious. "Look, man, I've been around the block a few times. Some people are born with powers that are flashy and obvious. Others, like me, have to get creative."
Dave nodded, his mind racing. "So, you're saying there's no way to...revert it?"
Paul leaned back, his arms crossing over his chest. "Once I've worked my magic, it's yours to keep. But hey, think of it as a superpower, right? And who doesn't want a little extra in the pants department? And I made sure you have much, much more than a little extra"
Dave grew flustered, "How big did you make me?" he demanded.
"Oh, only 15 inches long and 7 inches in girth" Paul said cooly.
Dave's eyes nearly popped out of his head. "What the fuck, man?" he exclaimed. "That's not a little extra, that's a fucking circus act!"
Paul just chuckled. "Well, you did ask for something special," he said. "But hey, think of the perks. You'll be unstoppable in bed, and on the battlefield."
Dave's mind raced with the implications of his new size. He had always been a confident guy, but this was something else entirely. He didn't know if he could handle the attention, or the potential ridicule. But at the same time, a part of him was... excited.
Finally finding his voice, Dave told Paul, "Look, man, I appreciate the, uh, the upgrade. But I think you should go now."
Paul raised an eyebrow. "Already? I thought we were just getting to know each other," he said, his voice laced with disappointment.
Dave's expression was firm. "I need to think about this," he said, his eyes not meeting Paul's. "This is a big change, and I need some time to process."
Paul nodded, standing up from the chair with a sigh. "I understand," he said, his smugness slipping away. "But if you ever need anything else, you know where to find me."
As Paul left Dave to contemplate his new, weighty cock, he sent a message to the mysterious figure "I've taken care of the friend. He will be very distracted. I don't imagine they'll be putting much effort into forming their team."