Following on the success of the first change, you decide that another inanimate transformation would be fun. You sort through his desires, searching for one that will suit your needs. It doesn't take long to find it: "I want this bitch to suck me". The pure vulgarity of the statements leaves you stunned. You quickly shake it off, kindling a vengeful vigor within you. Avid to unleash your wrath, your fingers let off a snap as you enact your genie powers.
The drunkard vanishes in a instant, just like before. In the once-occupied seat now lies a single stick of gum. The girl, sensing that the drunkard has disappeared, gazes to her left, only to find a stick of gum. Confused, she then looks around the bus, to no avail. Realizing something is up, she folds her arms against her chest, pressing them tightly into her large bust. This fails to ease her tension, much to her dismay. Eager to take her mind off of it, her attention quickly snaps back to the gum. Unable to hold back, she desperately swipes the stick from the seat and tears the tin-foil wrapper off in an instant.
She shoves the pink stick in her mouth before the wrapper can hit the ground. The thoughts of the transformee, initially muddled thanks to the change, finally start to sound coherent. It doesn't take him long to realize where he is, and when he does, he unleashes a hellish torrent of screams. Unfortunately for him, the girl lacks your mind reading ability, leaving his voice unheard as her back teeth dig into his gummy body for the first time. An explosion of juice flies outward as he is pressed between the enamel, triggering a flood of saliva. She greedily sucks it down, focusing specifically on the stick of gum itself.
Contrary to your expectations, the process isn't painful to the drunkard. Quite the opposite, in fact; for him, it is as if he's experiencing a body-wide blow-job. Pleasure oozes from every corner of his "body" with each consecutive suck. Before long, his fear has disappeared completely, replaced by his new-found libido. That isn't to say it is all positive, however. With each passing suck, you notice that his thoughts have gotten weaker. Before long, his juices have run dry, leaving only the occasional weak thought for you to detect. You wonder what would happen with a bit more time, though considering she's stopped moving her jaw all together, you realize it simply isn't going to happen.
With the gum finished, all that's left for the girl to do is "deal" with the leftovers. In the end, she...