You are not logged in. Log in
 

Search

in Ty's Power by anyone tagged as none

Ty's Power

Hours Whiz By, Jocks Are Down $2000, Broke, Drunk & Begging For Another Bet

added 20 years ago BM I S O

"C'mon, Pete, old man you gotta give us a chance to make back at least some of our cash. Please, we need it for rent and tuition?" the formerly arrogant Jock begged. When he'd started the match nearly 5 hours ago, he'd called Peter, Peteyboy and squirt. Now it was all sir, and Pete like they were best friends. The bulge in Peter's front pocket contained more than $2000.00, and his growing pride at humiliating the college frat boys.

Ty and Dustin were exhausted, but being inanimate all they could do was keep going. Ty never wanted to cum again after today. He orgasmed everytime either of the players hit the ball, Peter and Riley passed the stick back and forth between them as they took turns taking their shots. At first Ty would pull a bit to the right and then a bit to the left when Riley would shoot, but after a while he just let Riley use him like a regular cue stick. Everytime either of them slid his long narrow body between their fingers it felt like a hand job, and everytime he hit hard marble he exploded. He'd lost count after the 3rd game of eight ball. The two had been averaging 4 shots per ball, thanks to Dustin. Dustin the cue ball had scratched six of Riley Dawson's first 8 balls, and Peter sank three in a row on one shot. But Dustin must have tired too, in the last game Riley came within 2 shots of winning. Which was why the jock was willing to bet something other than money.

Peter was sorely tempted by the tough college jock's offer to be his slave for the weekend, but decided to see how much he could get out of them. "$2000 for one weekend as my slave? Say doesn't Spring Break start on Monday?"

"Yeah?" Riley Dawson answered nervously, "I've got a ticket to Fort Lauderdale for Monday. Tom and Dylan prepaid and are going with me," he added nodding to his frat brothers.

Peter grinned, "Even better, I've got two friends who would love to have their own slaves for the week."

"Man, I told you win or lose we're not missing Spring Break in Fort Lauderdale! I'm not betting my ticket," Riley was emphatic.

"Nah, you misunderstand. We'll all six go to Fort Lauderdale, it's just you three will be our slaves for the week, or you three will go to Fort Lauderdale with $2000 if I lose. So is it a bet?"

The three look nervously at each other. And finally agree.

Dustin was so dizzy from all the rolling he actually scratched Peter's break. Riley grinned and sank four balls in a row, then Peter got serious and cleaned the table. The three frat boys stood there with their mouths hanging open. What had they done? They were going to spend Spring Break as slaves to three high school kids!"

"Well, guess it's time to introduce you to your new masters and get you ready for travel, slaves!"

"Huh?"

Peter looked around, and adjusted reality so no one would be looking there way for at least 30 minutes. Then he looked at Ty and Dustin laying across the green felt covered slate pool table. Instantly, the white marble ball started to pinken to a flesh tone, and the stick began to thicken and expand. It was now a five foot long penis. The frat boys gasped.

In a few minutes- Peter dragged on the transformations for effect--Dustin lay naked and curled up on the green cloth tabletop, and Ty lay naked stretched out across the same table.

Ty sat up, "Hey, Peter, how about some clothes?"

"I think Dylan and Tom's gear will fit you two perfectly!" Peter grinned in reply.

"Hey, I'm not walking out of here naked!" Tom answered harshly.

"Don't worry, you won't!" Peter answered adding, "You won't be walking, we'll carry you."

"Yeah, right...hey what's happening are you guys growing bigger?" Dylan asked looking up into Peter's eyes.

No, he realized swallowing hard, as he sank within a sea of clothing, his eyes dropping passed the edge of the pool table as he shrank.

The three high schoolers grinned down at the shrinking threesome. Not surprisingly, the three were all showing hard ons as the college men were reduced to action figure size. Surprisingly, as Riley's baggy clothing dropped to the ground, it was obvious that he too was sporting a hard on that was 8 inches at full size and was uncut...


What do you do now?


Title suggestions for new chapters. Please feel free to use them or create your own below.

Write a new chapter

List of options your readers will have:

    Tags:
    You need to select at least one TF type
    Tags must apply to the content in the current chapter only.
    Do not add tags for potential future chapters.
    Read this before posting
    Any of the following is not permitted:
    • comments (please use the Note option instead)
    • image links
    • short chapters
    • fan fiction (content based off a copyrighted work)
    All chapters not following these rules are subject to deletion at any time and those who abuse will be banned.


    Optional