Francisco was really enjoying the pleasure of being fucked by Marco...it was more sensational than ever...especially since he was normally the top. It sould have
felt more erotic, Marco had secretly cast another spell.
Suddenly, Francisco could not move...it felt as if Marco's dick had dissolved into his ass. His legs literally rolled up into balls, he was shrinking and when he
touched his head, he felt no hair. He tried to touch again, but could not move his arms. His whole body stiffened, he was pressed right against Marco's pelvic area.
Then he went limp. "How do you like it, Lover?" he heard Marco say from...above?
Marco got up, Franciso was dangling in the air seeing Marco's feet and the floor. "Look in the mirror, dude." Marco said. Francisco lifted his head and could not
see himself, just Marco's cute dick moving up and down...the dick let out a scream, "You fucking son of a bitch...you turned me into your dick!" He had no eyes,
no face, but he could see and hear everything.
"Can you think of anything more erotic? Let's go to bed,tonight Marco is gonna stroke you the right way!"
Francisco wanted to protest, but Marco started to stroke and it felt great. He wasn't uncomfortable...after everything else, how bad could it be....as stiff as he was
he knew he liked it.
Marco turned out the lights and started to jack off. Francisco started to worry, "What happens when he...me...we cum?" He never found out. Marco was soon
sound asleep and
Francisco went limp, shriveled and went to sleep for the night. Actually this was kind of fun.