It was stuffy. Hard to breathe. Apolo Ohno woke in the darkness with
his arms pinned to his sides and something covering his face. He had
had an exhausting and impossible dream -nightmare really. He was
sopping with sweat. He forced his arms upward. First the right, and
then the left. He was certain he had just rolled himself up in his own
bedding. His hand reached the top of his leathery cocoon. It did feel
like thick leather. Warm to the touch. He really needed a shower. He
pulled with all his strength. He heard the sound of rushing water,
and felt himself grow warmer and possibly bigger. His head and
shoulders emerged from the covers. The cool air felt good. It was
balmy. He felt the mild rocking sensation of being on a cruise ship.
He gulped down the air. He felt his body growing rigid.
The moonlight streamed in through the ship's veranda window. The cabin
seemed more like a cargo hold. Everything was so big. His body stiff
with his arms at his side was at a 45 degree angle to the ground. He
looked down at the golden brown leathery vinyl mat stretching out in
every direction beneath him. His head was forced back. He felt
something churning and rising within him. He choked and vomited. Not
just vomited, but projectile vomited. Except it wasn't vomit. It was
hot sticky white goo like snot. Gallons of snot gushed out his mouth
his entire head was covered as were his shoulders and torso. His body
convulsed forcing out the last few gasps of gooey globs of mucous. He
felt depleted. His arms hung limply at his side. He heard a loud moan.
The ground shifted violently as the brown leather sheath pinned his
arms at his side and rose up over his goo covered torso. He saw a
giant head rise like another moon over the leathery horizon. It was
the sleeping face of Jung-Su, the Korean Gold Medalist. He smiled in
his sleep and rolled over. As Jung-Su's foreskin swallowed Ohno's
tiny head, the former speed skating champion screamed in a very tiny
voice, "No! It wasn't a nightma-"
His final word or words were muffled by his deflating body being
buried between giant Jung-Su's body and the mattress. Eventually,
Apolo cried himself back to sleep.
Early in the morning, Jung-Su woke to the sunrise. He grinned
realizing he had had a wet dream. He climbed out of bed and looked
over at his sleeping berth mate Ho-Suk. He wanted to tell him about
the wonderful dream he had about turning the arrogant Japanese
American Apolo Ohno into his cock, but Ho-Suk's snores discouraged him
from doing so. He walked over to the head and straddled the toilet. He
tugged on his foreskin, and peeled it back to let his cock head out.
He didn't even look at it, he just started pissing.
Apolo woke drowning. Hot acrid liquid gushed up his throat and out of
his mouth. He stared down into a shiny metal tank filled with water.
As the liquid flowed out of his mouth, the water in the cistern grew
yellower and yellower. He was fully awake and coughing and sputtering
and screaming as the last few drips left his lips.
Jung-Su opened his eyes and laughed at seeing the tiny head of Apolo
Ohno cursing him as it was sticking out of his foreskin. He remarked,
"Dreams really can come true. Ah, I remember now."
He closed the bathroom door, and emptied the complimentary bottle of
moisturizer into his waiting palms. Apolo realized what was coming as
he felt the log like fingers running over his sheathed body. He
screamed, "No, not again."
Jung-Su laughed and turned on the shower as his cock grew and his
foreskin drew away revealing Apolo's defined torso. Apolo sputtered
unintelligibly as precum gushed from his lips.
An hour later, Apolo lay limp and exhausted in Jung-Su's Speedo. The
Korean had cum four times in the shower. Jung-Su lay on the sundeck
next to the pool. He grinned as he noticed passersby staring at the
significant bulge in his Speedo. He thought that since Apolo was part
of him now that meant that he Jung-Su had a medal winning cock, and
that the combination of their two medal winning totals made Jung-Su a
record holder. He couldn't tell anyone of course, but it made him
terribly horny. Apolo groaned as he felt his body swelling again.
"Do you have a banana in your Speedo or are you just happy to see me?"
asked Ho-Suk standing next to his team mate.
"Huh? Oh, both," laughed Jung-Su, "How's your chubby friend doing?"
"He's working fine thank you. You do know that you can only travel by
train, car or ship from now on, as you run the risk of being
discovered if you're ever strip searched at the airport or go through
one of those body scanning machines."
"Oh, but it's worth it. I know it would be less trouble if Apolo was
all cock, but having my cock be Apolo from the waist up is worth all
the trouble." He squeezed his growing bulge, and there was a high
pitched squeak - probably Ohno shouting again.
Ho-Suk laughed and lay down on the adjacent chaise to soak up the
tropical sun on the long cruise home.