Mike stared up at giant Jake. Earlier that day, Mike wouldn't have
given that wimpy clerk a second glance, but now he was a tiny thing in
the giant clerk's hands. No, not just in his hands, but attached to
his crotch. He could feel Jake's blood coursing through his body. He
only could hear the thunderous pounding of Jake's giant heart. He was
now an appendage of the giant. He was terrified.
When he first had awakened in that dark damp smelly place that he
later learned was Jake's underwear, he had no idea what had happened.
He had some weird memory of shrinking and being eaten, but that was so
illogical. He wondered if he had had a stroke. He discovered he
couldn't move his arms and legs. Oh, he could move a bit, but his
arms and legs were pinned to his body. He was sure he had had a
stroke. However, as time passed and he was aware of people coming and
going from the store, and from the muffled conversations he heard
through the heavy cloth surrounding him, it became clear that he was
inside Jake's pants. Upon that conclusion, Mike began looking around
for Jake's cock. After all he was inside the guy's underwear. He
found Jake's balls beneath him and his eyes adjusted to the filtered
light passing through the layers of clothing. He could feel the blood
surge inside him. He felt himself grow, and he came to the
inescapable conclusion that he was now Jake's sentient cock. The
nightmare of shrinking and being eaten had to be true. He tried a
little longer to convince himself that it was all a dream.
The taste of something salty, bitter and buttery flavored came up his
throat. He realized Jake needed to piss. He wanted to cry, but
instead he decided he had to make himself known to Jake. So he
started shouting. Jake's reaction sort of freaked the jock out. He
was now being petted like some sort of hamster or gerbil. But that
wasn't the worst part. Jake was getting hard, Mike's body was growing
and stiffening and it felt so good. Mike kept telling himself he
wasn't gay, that this wasn't gay. He was just another guy's cock for
now, so it was completely natural.
"How did this happen?" Jake asked softly.
Jake had taken guff from guys like Mike all his life. They tended to
view him as something intended to make their lives easier. Gay guys
used him like Kleenex. Straight bullies made Jake do their homework
for them, or give them his lunch or lunch money. Even at work, the
jock guys would leave a mess in the changing room for Jake to clean
up. They were arrogant and Jake resented them generally while still
lusting after them.
Somehow Mike was different. He had been this big jock had been
reduced to 9 inches tall, and was helpless in giant Jake's hands. If
Mike hadn't been attached to Jake, and the fondling of Mike hadn't
felt so good to Jake, it's probable that Jake's reaction would have
been different.
As Mike stiffened, Jake stared down at the abs, chest and veins
outlined on his cock. It was his cock still, but bigger than before
and with some of Mike's physical features superimposed on it. His
spongy cock head was definitely Mike's miniaturized head now. Mike's
head thrust upward and away from his body. He could feel the pressure
building up inside Jake. Hot molten lava flowed upward through Mike's
core. His mouth forced open, and cum spurted up through him. Gallons
and gallons seemed to gush out. It felt so good, it was better than
any sex Mike had had before. His entire body was devoted to sex now,
he tingled all over. His whole being orgasmed with the giant Jake.
He tried to speak but his mouth was full and the cum kept oozing after
the initial spurt.
"Oh, fuck, I've got cum all over me!" Jake said in horror. He waddled
over to the sink with pants around his ankles. He turned on the warm
water and grabbed some paper towels. He was so focused on cleaning
himself up that he forgot about Mike. It had to have been some weird
fantasy anyway. Damn, hot for sure, but people didn't turn into other
people's cocks. He stared at the organ in his hands, and muttered
aloud, "Do they?" It sure looked like Mike was sleeping between his
legs.
The cock was softening and hanging downward. Mike's face tilted
forward, it looked so serene and angelic with his eyes closed.
Apparently, the massive orgasm had exhausted Mike totally and he had
either passed out or fallen asleep. Hanging upside down like that
made Jake think of the vampires in Lost Boys hanging from the cave
ceiling as they slept during the day. He finished cleaning up as best
he could. He pulled up his damp underwear, and jeans, washed his
hands and headed back into the store. He couldn't leave it
unattended, and he needed a distraction while he thought about what to
do about his talking cock. Oh, it was kind of cool as a novelty while
he jocked off, but he had a date tonight, and he was afraid he'd
either not get pass the cuddling stage or if he did then his partner
would freak and take off after seeing another guy as Jake's dick.
It was really more awkward cause Jake's date knew Mike. Jake shook his
head and drank some coffee. It was cold and bitter now, but Jake
didn't care about that. He had to decide what to do with Mike. How
had Mike become a banana anyway? Jake walked over to the trash and
picked out the spent banana peel to examine it for clues.