Alan was as awake as he could possibly be, with two hot girls next to him ready to be fucked during their sleep, and with his dick begging him to do it. His head was jumping between fucking them and making Jodi speak more wishes, till he realized that he needed a break. Since there was no longer any reason to sleep he grabbed his pants this time and walked back outside. Slowly he closed the door behind him, put on his boxer shorts, but skipped the pants for now as his dick was still raging. Which wasn't surprising considering what he had just done. So he walked down, purred himself a glass of water and relaxed in the same seat he had been half an hour ago and waited for his dick do finally go down, while he tried to grasp his new possibilities. Except that half an hour later his dick was still straining his shorts.
Alan was confused. He was no longer in the same room as Jodi, he was no longer horny, at least not that much, but his dick just stayed there like she was about to mount him. Annoyed he switched on the TV and watched some boring documentary for another half an hour till he finally gave up, as his dick was still rock hard as before.
"What is wrong with you?!" he asked his relentless boner. Eventually he decided to just go to the bathroom and give himself a good, solid hand-job to get those thoughts out of his mind for good. A few minutes later he flushed his load and waited for his boner to finally come to an end. But his dick stayed hard as stone. Slowly a horrible explanation caused his back hair to raise. Jody had wished him to be ready for sex literally all the time.
"But the safeties..." he mumbled to himself in panic, knowing that all wishes were final. He tried to remember what exactly those safeties were that Jodi had wished for herself. "That all the wishes would be thoroughly considered and safe" he mumbled and looked down to his cock. Considered, not thought through. Safe for her, not for him. In her sleepy and horny state of mind she probably considered all the consequences.. and accepted them. And with that size-upgrade she gave him that fat, huge cock he sported now would certainly come with consequences for him.
"Fuck!" he cursed himself for giving into that temptation and hit his fist on the chair in anger. He had no idea how to fix that, and Jodi was a stupid bimbo for the rest of the week, unable to come up with a good idea either. Maybe after that, when she had her mind back she would come up with a loophole, but until then he probably had to spend the whole day and night with a boner. Unless he would come up with something first... His head was racing, but he had no idea how to get his dick back down without being able to have sex literally 24/7.
Tue Oct 08 22:28:54 2019