Luke pulled away from her. “No, I really mean this has been a weird 12 hours,” he said. “I assume you’re not gonna believe me, but those condoms change things. Last night while I was masturbating, I used one --“
The Goth/slut/cheerleader asked, ”Why would you need to masturbate?”
”Things were different last night. I was watching a Christmas Cantaloupes video on my computer, and I, uh, finished into the condom, and suddenly things had changed. Reality had changed. I lived here in this mansion, and she was my girlfriend.”
”Well, yeah --“
”So the next morning I figured out the name of these condoms. X-Form. They’re magic. They can change you. I tried to use them again, to make things more normal, try to have a normal girlfriend from high school instead of a porn star girlfriend. So I masturbated to a cheerleader photo from my yearbook. There were three cheerleaders in the photo, and, uh, you’re kind of a composite of the three of them.”
”’Enhance Your Experience,’” she read off the box of condoms. “X-Form -- could mean ‘transform.’”
”You believe me?” asked Luke.
”Not really,” she said with a smile. “But I’ll play along. Let me guess -- it was a photo of me, Kristi, and Melissa, right?”
Okay, so she is Sonya, Luke thought, and then said, “Yeah. How did you know?”
”That photo’s been all over the Internet,” said Sonya as she licked her dark-colored lips.
”Well, it was probably different before the condoms --“ Luke shook his head. “Look, I think what I have to do is keep the changes I want in mind, and they’ll happen once I come. This is gonna be the first time I’m using these with someone, so I don’t know if you’ll remember the old reality --“
”What about the changes I want?” asked Sonya as she again reached for Luke’s pants.
”I don’t know if it works that way,” said Luke.
Sonya had released his cock from his underwear and was kneeling down on the floor. “Just in case,” she said, “I’ll think good thoughts. Very good thoughts.”
Her tongue quickly brought him to hardness, and then she slipped one of the X-Form condoms on and went to work with a hand. Luke closed his eyes as he tried to think over and over of a toned-down version of this Sonya as his one and only girlfriend. The mansion was probably okay, although the stripper pole in his bedroom was probably a bit much --
”Thinking hard?” asked Sonya.
Luke opened his eyes at the unexpected question, and looked right into Sonya’s almond-shaped, heavily made-up brown eyes as he came into the condom and realized his mind had suddenly gone blank.
Sonya’s body suddenly glowed and flashed, discharging the usual sparkles. But then Luke’s vision went white. He blinked his eyes furiously, and once he could see clearly again, the swirling tornado of sparkles had almost completely dissipated.
Sonya was standing up now, looking down at herself. Her breasts were a few cup sizes bigger, her pigtails stretched down just past her knees, her boots were now thigh-high, and she had a few additional piercings in her ears, nose, and lips -- those were the only visible changes. She then looked toward Luke and said, “Oh, wow.”
Luke looked at himself and saw the tanned, muscular form of a bodybuilder -- his shirt had disappeared, and with his pants around his ankles, he could see that he appeared to be endowed with a cock at least twice as big as the one he’d had moments ago.
”It worked!” exclaimed Sonya.
A girl’s voice interrupted them. “Are you two going to come back to bed?”
Sonya turned, and Luke had to stand up to see the platform upon which his bed sat. The bed was now round and much larger, and had two girls kneeling on it, with bodies very similar to Sonya’s, including the giant breasts and cock-sucking lips. The blonde was in a skimpy two-piece cheerleading outfit in Luke’s school colors; the brunette wore a lacy bra and panties.
”Kristi and Melissa,” Luke said in a hushed tone.
”I think I got everything I wanted,” said Sonya excitedly.
She turned back toward Luke and stuck out her tongue, pierced by a silver stud near the tip. And the tongue kept going, dropping downward, until the tip was about six inches below her chin.
It retracted quickly, and she reiterated, ”Everything I wanted.”