Mitch soon found himself spread eagle on his own bed with his knees slung over the little Mexican's shoulders.
"Oh, yeah, muchacho, this is what I call respect!" moaned Paco.
As, he pulled out, "Pienso--I think, I'll modify you a little more, slave boy." Paco hung the medallion around his neck and plunged back into Mitch's no longer virgin hole.
Paco exploded and exhausted and sweating profusely he collapsed on top of Mitch's sweaty chest. The medallion was pinned between their flesh.
Mitchell lay there helpless to the other man's will. He had just enjoyed being fucked by a dumb Mexican, he couldn't believe it. He remembered the words that the wizard had uttered just the night before. He had no idea what they meant, but repeated them softly allowed trying to gain some understanding of what had been done to him. He felt the medallion grow warm then burning hot on his chest.
Paco felt it too, and he jumped back off the prone gringo with the flesh burning medallion stuck to his chest. He he pulled it off, and stared furiously at Mitch. Mitch knew he was in deeper shit now.
"So, trying to escape, after I pleasured you. Bad gringo, you must be punished," Paco held the medallion in his hand and grinned viciously, "When a man kisses you on the mouth, you will be super heterosexual, gaining no pleasure from the company of men, but you will be that man's personal sex slave unable to resist any order when he says "sex slave". Equally unable to enjoy pleasure from the experience."
Paco leaned forward, and whispered, "Sex slave, ready to go straight?" His tongue probed deeply into Mitch's mouth, Mitch reciprocated extending his own tongue down Paco's throat. Suddenly, Mitch felt disgusted, and pulled his tongue out. He felt so violated, he stared at the grinning spic kneeling on his chest. He wanted to die. Mitch spoke first, "Sex slave?"
Paco's grin vanished, his eyes glazed over, and he answered unable to resist, "Yes, master."
Mitch was relieved. He sat up and took the amulet off Paco's neck. He looked at the bronze device which now apparently controlled both Paco's and his body. He decided to test. "Add ten inches to my dick, whoa!" he gasped as it instantly grew down passed his knees. Paco's also grew the same length.
"Make mine normal size and the Mexican's half as big." Mitch testing the limits of the medallion. Both appeared to be normal sized. Then Mitch tried, "Make us have control over the size of our genitals when we touch them." He clutched his own and grinned as it extended down to coil up like a garden hose on the bedroom floor. Paco just stood there staring waiting for orders. Mitch shrank his back to normal--well, normal plus 4 inches, there was always room for improvement.
Mitch clutched Paco's cock and balls in his hand, and whispered, "Poco!"
Sweat glistened on Paco's brow, a man was fondling him, it was so gross. When Mitch removed his hand, Paco saw that he now had genitals the size of chihuahua's.
Mitch grinned evilly, and ordered, "On your knees sex slave and suck my cock."
Mitch was horrified to realize that he was disgusted instead of pleasured by Paco's ministrations. He looked at the amulet, and said, "You're straight, but you can enjoy sexual stimulation regardless of who gives it." He was in heaven, and Paco found he was enjoying himself more too, though hating his position every minute of it. Apparently, he and the gringo shared the same affliction, all Paco had to do was figure a way to reverse there roles, and make Mitch the sex slave. His thoughts were diverted by the warm thick liquid coursing down his throat.