Ryan lay there absorbing Vinnie's spunk, and feeling it harden and get crusty in his mesh body. He wanted to
cry, he wanted to scream, he wanted to pound Vinnie into a bloody pulp. He thought that was what he wanted.
That was until he felt Vinnie's cock go limp, and felt an emptiness inside him. He felt a bit ill, did he
really wish that Vinnie was hard again, did he really want to spend the rest of his existence as some nerdy
wimp's cum rag? The no he shouted to himself didn't seem sincere enough, and that scared him even more.
An hour later, Vinnie rolled over and stretched, and he looked down at his cum stained jockstrap. Then he sat
up abruptly, and said, "Oh shit, Ryan, I forgot you were down there!"
Vinnie peeled off his soiled jockstrap, and carried it to the bathroom. He filled the sink with warm water and
Woolite and began to gently scrub his jockstrap clean. The birthday medallion lay on his chest as he scrubbed
and rinsed Ryan, and hung him from the pull out clothesline over the shower. Still naked, Vinnie turned on
the shower and climbed in. Ryan was furious.
He felt emptier than he had in his entire life. Like it or not, he had a purpose. Much as he was loathe to
admit it, that purpose was to be Vinnie's athletic supporter. It's fundamentally what he was supposed to b
doing. Now that he was up in the air with no manhood inside, he felt totally worthless. He begged in his
mind for Vinnie to put him back on.
Vinnie stood with the shower blasting his shoulders and facing Ryan. He looked up and said to Ryan, while he
lathered up his chest, "I wish I could change you back into a human, Ryan, but not like you were. If I could
change you back you would be twice the wimp you think I am."
"Twice the wimp?" whined Ryan as he became a naked 4 ft 90lb version of his former self, "Now what have you
done to me, Cost?"
Vinnie blinked and stepped backward jamming the metal shower controller into his back.
"Whoa, Ryan, hee, hee, it looks like you're pre-pubescent."
"It may look like that, Vinnie, but I am still 18. Look what you've done, do you think Stacy will go to the
prom with me now? I want to go to the prom with the most popular person in the school, and that would be
Stacy."
"Oh, I think I can arrange for you to go to the prom with the most popular person at this school..." Vinnie
grinned.
He was thinking he was figuring out how to use his magic. First, he had to be naked, except for his
medallion. Second, he had to touch it with his body -skin to skin contact- to make his wishes come true.
"Alright, Vinnie, I won't hurt you. Just change me back," Ryan pleaded.
Vinnie just fingered his medallion and smiled.
Ryan stared upward as Vinnie started to grow bigger. He didn't until he 6'4" of pure muscle. Ryan just
gawked with his mouth hanging open. He gasped, "No way!"
"Yes, way, little dude. Everyone at school will remember you as the wimpy geek, and me as the football star
who led our school to victory."
"But I did that! I'm the popular jock! You're the nerd!" Ryan shouted feebly clenching his fists and
pounding Vinnie's smooth wet chest. He sobbed, "I don't want to be a geek!"
"Hey, that's right I promised you that you could go with the most popular person in the school. Now that would
be me," Vinnie said thumbing his chest.
Ryan stopped pressing against Vinnie's naked body and lightly hitting him. He stepped back with his eyes wide
open, and said defiantly, "I'm not gay!"
"Neither am I," retorted Vinnie with a snort.
"Well, then what's all that about taking you to the prom?" Ryan asked in his new high pitched voice. Then he
felt a twinge in his manhood, it seemed like something was crushing it - forcing it back into his body. Then
his nipples became erect, and his pectoral muscles seemed to inflate. "Boob?" he gasped, "No," he said as he
voice went up an octave, and then another octave, he said, "You can't, Vinnie. I'm a guy!"
"Not anymore Ryleen. Your the hottest girl in school. You're the star cheerleader, and top of girls' dean's
list. Which makes poor Stacy, number 3 after me and you!"
"Damn, I think I made you too hot, Rylene. Heh, heh, I can't wait to see what your room looks like now. You
were born a girl, so I doubt it's painted blue and filled with football trophies," Vinnie said, "You're my
female fantasy. I should be your male fantasy," he added licking his lips and fingering the medallion.
Ryan was struggling against it, but his mind instantly thought of some attributes that would improve Vinnie's
appearance.
"Whoa, I'm growing body hair like nobody's business!" Vinnie remarked, "And my cock's growing a foreskin and
growing bigger? And you said you weren't gay?"
"I'm not you hot Neanderthal, but now you're the dumb jock. So dumb in fact, you don't know how you did this
magic-"
"But wait, I'm Valedict-uh-tator? No, that's not right?" Vinnie looked confused and began to scratch his head
trying to remember that big word for smartest guy in school.
Rylene laughed. It was a mean lilting laugh.
"Now give me that golden necklace, Vin. Put it around my neck, and I'll see what damage I can do," Rylene
said to Vin.
"Sure thing, Rylene. Guys shouldn't wear jewelry anyway. It's so gay. I wouldn't uh done it if it hadn't
been a gift from grandmama," he explained as he lifted it off his head, and lowered it over Rylene's head.