"Not a chance," Jim started. "I wouldn't put my dick in my mouth, I'm not putting yours in my mouth."
"You want your balls back?" she asked.
He smiled and nodded yes.
"Would it be easier if I wished you'd go down on me?"
Jim shrugged, he knew Sharon was thinking up something.
She then asked, "Who as that playmate you liked so much?"
Coyly responding, "Lusty la Busty."
"Well, what if I wished her to fuck you when we were done?"
Feeling trapped, he agreed.
Sharon, holding the box, wished, "I wish you had the body of your dream playmate and craved giving me the blowjob you wish she would give you."
Jim could feel is lonely weenie shrivel and pull inside. Tits close to the size of melons started swelling from his chest where there wasn't tits before.
He saw Sharon's raging erection in his face and know what he had to do. All he could think was, 'get your balls back."
He, now she, closed his eyes and went to town. All he could vision behind his closed eyelids was that playmate He could feel the tension build in Sharon's magical cock. He was totally emerged in this task. If only every woman cared so much when giving head as he was right now.
Jim, now a playmate sucking a cock, reached down to his new twat and could feel all the heat and juices building there. Fingering himself, he pulled away from Sharon's dick, lay on his back and begged. Fuck me, fuck me now.
Sharon complied with the request. She went to her knees and entered the playmate-ified Jim. Jim could feel every inch of her enter him. Instantly his new body relaxed. He knew this was his purpose in life. To me a pleasure toy.
You know, Jim stated, if I have to be a woman, I'd wish for bigger tits. Grabbing the box, Sharon asked Jim, how big? Jim motioned with his hands he'd ask for watermelon sized-tits.
Sharon then wishes, I wish Jim could fill the bra he dreams about. His tits inflated to the size he had indicated moments earlier.
Sat Mar 13 00:14:48 2010