Andrew went to a stall in the bathroom and looked at his new toy. There was still some candy fluid in it so he
put it back in his mouth and sucked really hard while squeezing the base and working the fluid up. There was
nothing sexual about it, he wanted candy.
As he finished eating the candy he realized that his penis was harder than before. This didn't strike Andrew
as odd because being a teen, this happens pretty regularly. So he dropped his pants and began taking care of
the need he was suddenly overwhelmed with.
The pink dildo was the container of a witches cursed/blessed potion, depending on gender. The witch was hurt
by her lover but found she still cared for him too much to do anything to him directly, so she made this
potion. To the woman who drinks it, she will always find herself completely satisfied physically and
emotionally by the dildo. This way she would never need to feel the sting of a love not mirrored.
Should a man drink the potion.... let's get back to Andrew.
Andrew was going to town trying to take care of his needs, so much so that he didn't notice the
transformations as they started. Body hair on his legs and arms thickened and grew more coarse. His legs and
arms elongated and the muscle grew and became more defined as the last bits of his youthful fat faded away.
Andrew didn't notice as his shoulders broadened and his chest bulged out with muscle nor did he notice the
little bit of belly fat fade away to a healthy 6 pack.
Andrew barely noticed as his pubic hair tripled in quantity, and he didn't know what to make of his balls
suddenly starting to wobble with each stoke though he had overheard kids at school talking about "balls
dropping" related to manhood and thought this is a normal occurrence in puberty.
Eagerly pounding away, attempting to release his frustrating sexual buildup for the last 20 minutes the
transformation finally reached his penis. He was getting tired and sweating but couldn't imagine giving up
now. His already erect penis seemed to undergo a second erection before his eyes. It grew in girth and length
as though it was flaccid before. The head of his penis grew suddenly as the physical transformation completed
and enticed he touched it.
The new hyper sensitive head caused an orgasm unlike any he had experienced before, deep within him muscles
spasmed and he fumbled trying to get his now much larger penis aimed into the toilet bowl to not make a mess.
For a full minute he ejaculated, each shot more pleasurable than the last pushing him to new heights of
ecstasy.
When he was finally done his mind was left foggy as though he was dreaming, he took a deep breath and for the
first time realized his undershirt was ripped, thankfully he had also worn an oversized hoodie that didn't
seem so large now.
He pulled up his pants and underwear which were very tight against his bulging package and new muscles. He
simply couldn't zip them, it was not going to happen. The hoodie still covered his crotch so at least he
wasn't showing the world his undies but his situation didn't bother him like it normally would have. He was
more bothered by the feeling he was getting from beyond the bathroom door, he was needed out there, in a way
he couldn't understand.
Briefly washing his hands, he noted that he now looked like a poorly dressed, 20 something, underwear model.
Normally this would have excited and panicked him but the hazy fog his mind was in had not dissipated in the
least, it had gotten stronger and he needed to find something... someone... outside the bathroom door.