Hulk's hand pressed against the door above Roger's head. His palm delivered all the Hulk's body weight, there
was no exit for Roger that way. Roger turned to face Hulk, and found himself face to armpit with Hulk's hairy
stinky pit. It startled him.
"Uh?"
"You're lucky I got a girlfriend, Roger, or you'd be a blow up doll too," Hulk said.
Roger sighed in relief.
"How'd ya like to be my PA?" Hulk asked.
"You're personal assistant? Doing laundry and stuff like that?" Roger asked with hope and relief sounding in
his voice.
"Uh, no," said Hulk in a bemused tone, as he unzipped his jeans, "My girlfriend has this French tickler
vibrator and she thought if I got my dick pierced it would feel as good when I do her. So I wish you were my
Prince Albert cock piercing."
"Ooooormgh!" was all that came out of Roger as he dropped to his knees and moved his lips over Hulk's
cockhead.
"Yeow!" yelped Hulk.
Roger was gone. His empty clothing collapsed in a heap. A gleaming chrome piercing now adorned Hulk's cock.
"Damn that hurt!"
"Yeah, Hulk, ya shoulda wished that Roger was your pierced dick and then you would have ended up with holes in
your cock. Now you'll have to buy a replacement one when Roger changes back," Tony laughed.
"Uh, no, I won't. He said as long as I wear him he's whatever he is. Whoever heard of taking off a PA?"
"Whoa! You're serious?" Tony asked. He shook his head. He found it humorous that his brother was going to be
hanging off his frat bro's cock forever. But that wasn't fair. Maybe after a few weeks, he'd have a talk with
Hulk. For now, he was having fun breaking Kit in.