Eric had just arrived for what he considered a completely unfair detention for falling asleep in science class, running and wheezing for breath into the classroom when he realized that his teacher hadn’t arrived yet. He flipped on his ipod only to discover that his battery had completely drained sometime after lunch. He scanned around the ancient looking wood paneled classroom in vain hope of finding something to help him out, but he couldn’t see anything. Sighing and sinking down into the nearest chair, he did however hear something. Following an unmistakeable whirl and buzz, he dig around a large table at the back that he’d never noticed before, past lamps and vials, and under a stack of newspaper, to find a computer in the corner that looked like it hadn’t been touched since the early 80s. His heart momentarily sank at its outdated monitor, but incredibility he almost immediately saw a usb outlet. He’d whipped out his cable and ipod before he even knew what he was doing, and plugged it in.

Too slow to react, he wasn’t able to cancel the computer’s request to sync, and even had he not, Eric glanced around to see that he hadn’t noticed the lack of keyboard or mouse. His hopes were now dashed, surely he’d lose all music he had on there, defeating the entire purpose of trying to find power.

He turned around and looked at the front chalkboard to see that his teacher had left him a hasty message telling him that he had had to run to a meeting, and to consider his punishment dealt with (assuming he had shown up to see the message). If he hurried, he’d still be able to catch the bus, so Eric unplugged his ipod, grabbed his bag, and ran out the door.

He looked down at the ipod, and was surprised to see that it now had a full charge, and all his music intact. He thought it was probably a bug, that indicator screwed up a lot of times if he didn’t restart, but he tested it out and saw that it did in fact now have a charge. He ran to the front door of the school only to skid to a halt as he saw the buses all pull out of the parking lot and down the dirt road.

“Fuck,” Eric muttered. The high school was in the middle of nowhere, and by the time he even walked to the main road, the late buses would be just arriving to pick up students who stuck around for after school activities. It made more sense to just find a place to sit and play video games and wait the hour and a half it’d take.

He trudged upstairs to one of the art studios that he knew would be empty, planning to play a game or read one of the new magazines he’d just picked up, when he saw on his ipod an app that he’d definitely never downloaded. Curious, he clicked it, and was amazed to see his name and what looked like a series of stats with a slider above each. Descriptions were written in a strange font, or maybe even a different language, he wasn’t sure, but the whole interface looked cool to him, so he started poking around.

After a couple of minutes, Eric’s head started feeling really funny, and his body weirdly achy. His shirt, which was loose over his lanky frame, was starting to pull around his shoulders and chest, and his skinny jeans were feeling funny in the crotch and butt. His skin felt like it was buzzing. He put the device down and went over to one of the full length mirrors, gasping at what he saw.

He looked older, taller, his skin more firm than his previous soft youthful tone, and the facial hair he’d been waiting for his entire life was scruffy (and suddenly very itchy). His bone thin arms were now very muscular, like a skater’s, and his legs and butt now more than adequately filled out his pants. His slender shoulders were now broad and rounded, leaving him with a chest that looked flat and powerful. His legs felt itchy down to the bone, aching, and his pants were now several inches too short. Somehow the app he’d mess around with was actually affecting his body in the real world!

He picked the device back up to try to make sense of what he’d done. He saw a setting for what must be his age, and it now looked like it was set half past 18. His weight had gone from 125 to 160, and, looking back at the mirror, he saw that he’d also grown from 5’9 to just over six feet tall.  He felt incredible, and saw that not only were there physical attributes, but what looked like ones for intelligence, dexterity, speed, and other things he couldn’t yet make out. A bar at the very top, unlabeled, now appeared empty.

He popped open his jeans to look at his semi hard penis, which was definitely much bigger than it had been, and his larger, hairier balls, that were barely fitting in his small briefs. In fact, all his clothes felt one or two sizes too small. Just  then, Jessica, a senior student and head cheerleader, walked in.

“Oh, well... HELLO there, Eric. What’s that you have there?”

Eric froze, petrified at having been caught, and not knowing where to even begin to explain what happened to him to others.

Jessica laughed at his obvious embarrassment. “TRUST me, you’ve got nothing to be ashamed of there. You’re still coming to that party tonight, right? Come on, all the other grade 12s are going to be there!”

Others? Could it be that the app not only affected his body, but reality? Was he actually in grade 12 now? Did everyone think he’d always looked like this? “Uh... yeah, yeah, of course.” Eric had no idea who’s party it even was or where, but he wasn’t about to let on. Until 20 minutes ago, he’d been such a clueless loser that he’d sort of deluded himself into thinking that there were NEVER parties, ever.

“Great! But, uh,” her eyes got coy, “it’d be a shame to let this opportunity just go to waste, wouldn’t you say?”

Eric didn’t even know how to begin to answer, and hadn’t, even as Jessica lowered herself down to her knees and pulled Eric’s pants down the rest of the way, springing his now rock hard cock free and taking it into her warm mouth. Eric moaned, taken completely by surprise, and was eternally grateful that he didn’t immediately explode in her mouth. He’d never been with a girl before, had barely touched a girl before, and to have this happen with literally no effort on his part was so fantastical that in a million years he’d never have been able to imagine it.

She expertly tongued, stroked, sucked, and rubbed his penis for what seemed hours, her two hands gently cupping his new firm butt, before Eric, his one hand on the back of her head, the other on his own, warned her he was about to cum. He rocked his hips and groaned as he released, his knees almost buckling. He sank to his butt and panted, letting the waves of emotion and endorphins wash over him. “That was incredible. Thanks!”

Jessica smiled and wiped her lips, “It’s no problem. It was definitely my pleasure,” she said as she reached over and playfully stroked his nipple, causing him to squirm at the tickle.

He laughed, suddenly awkward again, “Is there... uh... something I can do for you?”

She smiled again, “Oh, definitely. Just be sure you come tonight, we’ll figure something out.”

Eric sat in stunned silence as she got up, wiped the corner of her mouth with her finger, turned on her heel and walked out the door. The reality that he was sitting half naked on the floor of a classroom with a slack jaw suddenly dawned on him, and he sprung to his feet and stuffed his new dick back into his pants. This was amazing, he thought, an entirely new body to explore! And one that others wanted to too, to boot.

Eric couldn’t wait to play around with the device some more, but didn’t want to risk being walked in on again. He ran out of the classroom and rounded the corner to the boy’s washroom. It being on the third floor, there was very little chance that any of the few guys in the school would happen to walk in, seeing as even during school hours it was hardly ever used anyway. He scrolled through the menu as he paced, not wanting to undo any of the changes that had given him his gorgeous new looks, but not being able to help thinking that there were still even more ways to improve it. He’d always wanted slightly wavy hair, different eye colour, better teeth... The possibilities were endless! He saw that the bar at the top was now once again full, so he began to cautiously make new changes, waiting for signs of change, and then proceeding again.

In twenty minutes, he had a new haircut, jet black hair, a nice, hairy broad chest, steel blue eyes, and dazzlingly white teeth. He was admiring his new reflection when his heart started pounding and his palms got sweaty. He looked down and saw that he’d accidently been leaning against the counter on his phone, causing the screen to scroll down right to the bottom. He hadn’t been down this far before, and so had no idea what the bars had looked like before, let alone what they were for.

Intense pain suddenly rocked his core, and he squeezed his eyes shut as he tried to gasp for breath. He banged his knees together and doubled over, barely able to stay standing, but thinking it might actually be better to lay down lest he hurt himself. He thought he was fine to move, but his body was now stiff and his head swimming, and so he collapsed onto his side, squirming in a futile effort to get the pain to stop. He felt like his body was on fire, and so as the pain in his abdomen began to fade, he struggled out of his tight shirt, now damp with sweat. He looked down at his chest, worried that he was having a heart attack and cluelessly thinking that it would give him some hint as to what was going on. His large pecs just twitched as each wave of pain hit him.

After a few minutes, the fire inside him seemed to be fading, but his crotch now felt like it was in a vice, and someone was slowly squeezing it. As the pressure on his balls grow, Eric didn’t feel the escalation in pain that would normally follow. He felt like things were shifting, moving, and touching in ways they shouldn’t. It felt as if someone were using two pencils to shove his balls up into his cavity. He unbuttoned his jeans and kicked them off, and pulled down his boxers. His moans turned to yelps of horror, as he watched what little of his testicles shrink into his body, leaving an empty scrotum behind. The hair fell off as it began to fold itself into his body, and he felt the super sensitive skin invert. He frantically pulled at his now shrinking penis, trying to get it to stop following. But it was useless, the saggy skin kept falling through his fingers no matter how hard he held on, and he felt the sensation of his dick fade away inside him. The feelings of pain began to fade away as Eric lay weeping on the bathroom floor, his pounding heart eventually slowing down and yet still thumping hard.

He wasn’t sure how much time had passed before he got to his feet. He was now naked, drenched in sweat and shivering, and as unlikely it was that someone should find him, he began starting to try to think logically about his next move. He couldn’t stay in here forever. Still, he turned to take stock of what had happened. He stood up and judged himself in the mirror.

Damn he was hot now, Eric thought. He still had his new body, his amazing new cut figure, his Hollywood hair, his piercing blue eyes, his perfect teeth and perfect facial hair. Less noticeable, but still present, were whatever changes he’d made to his brain. He picked up his phone, already expecting but hoping not... but yes, they bar at the top was now greyed out again, empty.

He knew his eyes were avoiding it, but he had to look. His 9 inch thick flaccid cock had now definitely been replaced by a vagina. A nice vagina, but still... it wasn’t exactly something he’d ever been interested in having.  It almost blended in, the hair on his stomach mixing in perfectly with his new pubes. He cautiously touched it, feeling a tingle in his legs and a flutter in his chest. He shuddered a little at the touch and then looked back up, laughing at the situation a little. Besides the change in genitalia, he told himself, he was still more of a man than he’d been that morning. And hey, with everything else that had already happened, it wasn't like he wouldn't be able to figure out a way to fix this.

He gathered his clothes and decided to walk home. 

He sat in his room and wondered about his next move. Obviously, he wasn’t stuck with this vagina. With all the other changes he’d been able to make, he couldn’t go back to his previous  ways of thinking and decide this was permanent. And yet, the bar on the phone was still greyed out, and it the walk home had taken three times as long as the time between last recharges. He began to wonder if this was a two time thing, or if not, maybe this was something that ended at midnight, or... His mind was racing and the stress was starting to freak him out and cause him to tear up. His parents both wouldn’t be home until well after 10, and by then, he might be a basketcase. Not that he was about to go to them with this anyway.

Eric heard voices outside the window and thumping music, and got up off his bed to go look, grimacing at the absence of the usual sensation of his penis and balls moving as he stood. He didn’t know if he’d ever get used to the sudden reminders, but he hoped he didn’t. His legs just felt too dang close together now.

He looked out the window to see a large group of students he knew disappearing into the house. The party! He’d been such a loner that he’d forgotten that one of the most popular guys in school, Seth, lived just across the street. He must be the one having it.

He was out the door before he wondered if what he was doing was exactly smart. He left his phone behind, he didn’t want to lose it our have it stolen, and ran across the street. Anything to get his mind off this though...

Jessica was just walking down the stairs with Seth’s hand in hers as he came in, and she smiled at him. This whole ‘not-an-outcast’ thing was still new to Eric, and he took him a second to remember to smile back, and he forgot that he didn’t have to be suspicious as to why he was being acknowledged at all.

She dropped Seth’s hand and crossed the room to him, and whispered in his ear, “Grab a drink, I’ll meet you upstairs,” she smiled coyly. Eric locked eyes with Seth, who was now standing across the room glaring at them. “Are you with Seth?”

“And what if I am?”

Eric’s mind raced, not ever having been put in this situation before. Jessica’s hand was rubbing his butt (he still wasn’t used to how firm that was now) and was slowing making its way around to rub his...

“F—Uh, I don’t know if that’s such a great idea!” What else wasn’t so great an idea was the fact that a girl, who was dating the most popular football player in school, had invited him over to said football player’s house, and he’d accepted... AND managed to forget that he now had no penis to even follow through if he’d wanted.

“Oh, RIGHT, are you calling me a slut??”

“Who—whaaa? What? No! Where did that come fro..” Eric put his hands up and started  backing away from her, half happy for the chance to get away from here.

“Is there a problem here?” Seth had somehow suddenly materialized next to Eric

“Yeah, you bet there is! This asshole is calling me a whore!” Jessica shouted, venom flying. Eric stammered. He’d been here for less than two minutes, and he was already well on his way to being even LESS popular than he had been this morning. He began to realize though that there was pretty much no way he was going to get out of this without at *least* a black eye. All he could hope for was that he wouldn’t get hospitalized (for more reasons than one)

“Ho, hang on there, I didn’t imply anything, I just didn’t know how to respond,” Eric’s mind was reeling, and his primary instinct was to get the hell out of the house. It might be paranoid and it might not, but he was suddenly very worried about losing his pants, and the fact that seemingly everyone in school was now looking at him, that’d be embarrassing even if he DIDN’T now have a vagina. Greek-God body or not, there was really no recovering from that.

“Alright, that’s it...” Seth yanked hard on Eric’s arm, and this morning he would have easily gone down, but he ended up just following Seth upstairs, being held by the scruff of his neck.

“Where are we going?”

“Nevermind, EVERYONE, just get back to the party, I’ll be right back, I’m just going to have words with my... FRIEND here.”

Eric was sweating, he really had no idea where else this day could go.

Seth closed the door to his room. “Now look, if you’re going to use that thing, you’re going to have to be a lot more careful than that. Work on your tact and all, girls are going to be throwing themselves at you now all the time, and these teenaged ones are emotional balls of crap!”

Eric blinked, “Wha... what?”

“That!” Seth pointed at Eric’s crotch

“Oh, you don’t have to worry about that, I’ll be more careful next time. Can I please go now?” Eric covered his crotch with his hands and stared straight back at Seth. No use letting him notice his lack of a bulge with Seth staring straight at it.

“No no, let me see it first.”

“Wait, what?” Eric backed up a little.

“Take it out, I want to see what you’ve done with it.”

“Hey now, Seth, we don’t really know each other that well, or at all, and I’m not sure if I’m all that comfortable doing that.”

“Comfortable? Shut up, it’s just that they’re all different, I want to see what you’ve got on yours.”

“No, I’m not taking it out. That’s just weird and gross, leave me alone. I’m not that way!” Both Eric and Seth were getting annoyed now.

“Showing me your phone is weird?”

Eric paused for a second, and the dawn of realization started making him laugh hysterically. “Oh, ha, no no no, I left it at home.”

Seth was puzzled. “What did you think I was talking about?”

“Oh, uh... nothing. My penis. Nothing.”

“Your...? No!” They both laughed. “It’s just, sorry, I figured you’d know now, I have the same thing, I have for a few years now, and once you get it, you begin to recognize when someone else has it too. Maybe it just hasn’t been long enough for you yet? It can’t have been too long, from the looks of it. A day maybe? I feel like I just saw you yesterday like you were.”

“The phone? You have one too? What else can it do? Where’d it come from? Who else has one??” Eric’s heart leapt, and he started getting very excited at the prospect of answers.

“Whoa, hang on, yeah yeah, I know you have tons of questions, and I’ll answer what I can, but like you, I’m mostly figuring it out as I go. That means other than what little I’ve been able to glean from the phone itself, I don’t know much about its history.”

“But it’s safe?”

“Completely! I’ve been using it for about five years now, and nothing bad has happened... outside of a couple of embarrassing things. It’s not always clear what’ll happen, you know?”

“Is it... permanent?” Worry began seeping back into Eric’s mind, and his heart clenched while he waited for the answer.

“Of course!” His heart sank, and it must have shown on his face. “I mean, what you want to be permanent will be, until you undo it... otherwise I’d still be blue.” He laughed.

“If the bar’s grey though, how do you undo something?”

“Ah, that was the tricky part, I had to sort of stumble upon that with a little help, otherwise I’d still be blue.” He laughed again. “Can I ask what you did?”

After a moment’s hesitation, Eric explained about his mishap, and waited for the laughter to start. But it never came.

“Aw, that’s not too terrible. You must be freaking out! I’ll help you out, don’t worry.”

Eric was relieved beyond belief. “Thank you so much, if there’s ever anything I can do for you, just name it, I’m yours!”

Seth laughed. “It’s no trouble at all.”

“So I assume just waiting for it to recharge won’t do the trick?”

“I’m afraid not. I can’t explain why, because I don’t have a clue, but the only thing to get the bar to unfreeze like that is to have sex.”

For the millionth time today, Eric’s heart sank. “How the fuck am I going to do that? I’m a freakin’ freak!”

“Hey, don’t worry about it. After today, you’ll have the world at your feet, you’re honestly going to have the easiest life ever! You’ve basically just been handed a cheat code to the universe. And the thing about that is, once you start looking at problems in that way, problems just start to look like fun opportunities!”

“Huh?” Eric was completely lost now.

“I’ll have sex with you. I mean, if you want. It’s honestly no big thing for me, but if it is for you, that’s fine, I won’t be offended. But you may be stuck with that for a while...” Seth grinned and pointed. “You will still need to find someone else willing to have a go at it.”

“You... will? I, I had no idea you were gay.” Eric had never felt such a weird swirling ball of confused emotions and reactions before.

Seth chuckled, “Oh, I’m not. Besides, I’m not sure if being gay would help in this... situation. I mean, not many gay guys go for vaginas.” Seth sat on his desk and folded his large arms across his chest, resting his leg on the chair in front of him. Eric hadn’t noticed before how... tight Seth’s t-shirt was. “Like I said though, this little miracle will help you look at things in a whole new light. I already can appreciate things and see the beauty in everything around me a million times more than I could before.” He pulled out his phone and poked at it. “And now, even you!” He put his phone away, “I mean, that’s not to say you were exactly ugly to me seconds ago, you’ve DEFINITELY been using your phone right so far, and kudos on that...” He winked and put his hand on Eric’s shoulder. “Do you want this?”

Eric could feel the resistance in him slipping away under the weight of Seth’s hand, and he felt the hormones flowing from his new nether regions and into the rest of his body. Seth may have needed to make slight adjustments to his brain, but Eric’s genitalia were making it so that Eric didn’t need to. He gulped, “Y-yes.”

“Alrighty then!” Eric couldn’t believe it when Seth began to take off his top. The other boy was incredibly chiselled, and Eric began feeling the strange sensation of womanly arousal between his legs. Seth threw his shirt into a crumpled heap into the corner, and then began unbuttoning his pants. Eric could feel it in his bones, and ached for Seth to touch him again. When he dropped his pants, Eric couldn’t take it anymore and practically pounced across the room, grabbing at the boxer shorts that had remained on and pulled them off.

“Hey now, you’re feeling pretty frisky!” Seth laughed.

“It would seem so!” Eric panted, unable to process the signals his body was sending him. Seth planted a huge wet kiss on Eric’s mouth, and Eric felt the boy’s tongue enter, probing inside. Eric began to swirl his around it, and the two continued to make out while both boys grasped at each other with their arms. Finally, Seth  broke away and fumbled with Eric’s pants. He bent down to pull them off, and as he rose, he lifted Eric’s shirt off of him.

“Now, let’s see what we’ve made here,” Seth put his arms on Eric’s sides and threw him onto the bed. Eric sank into the surprisingly soft mattress and duvet. Seth bent down while Eric lay there and peeled off Eric’s now wet boxer-briefs. “My my, I must say, that little box of ours always makes nice work.”

“Oh, does it?” Eric struggled not to hide himself, but still felt supremely embarrassed.

“Oh yes, this is a very nice looking pussy.”

Eric laughed, he hated that word, and thought it sounded cheesy, “I don’t have much to compare it with,” he said, craning his neck to have his own look, and then remembered that the only one he had to compare it with was Seth’s girlfriend, which he’d one gotten the barest of glimpses at, as she’d sat there with no underwear on. He quickly shut up, hoping the subject would change.

“Well, you will!” Seth proceeded to lick Eric’s crotch in ways he’d never thought possible, and if nothing else, it was a great learning experience. But it *was* so much else, and Eric lay there for what felt like hours, as the world both melted away into blackness and as became super sharp, with just him and Seth in existence.

Eventually Eric felt a welling in his abdomen, and began almost convulsing as the orgasm rocked him and covered him in warmness. Seth lifted his head and smiled, and then sprang up from his crotch to land on his side next to Eric, head propped up in his hand. “So, that’s that then.” Seth’s ample erection rested on Eric’s leg, but he didn’t seem to notice.

“That was...” Eric was at a loss for words, his head still swimming.

“It was? I’m glad. We could keep going if you’d like,” Seth unleashed one of his boyish smiles, and Eric, only dimly aware of what he meant, only nodded. It was all Seth needed though, as he flopped over onto Eric and began to kiss his neck, then his nipples, and then his stomach. Eric realized that Seth meant it was done, and remembered that all he’d needed before was a blow job from Jessica before he’d been good to go. But he was so in the moment, and this was so much better than the apparently pedestrian job that he’d gotten from Jessica, that he absolutely could not tell Seth to stop. Eric put his hand on Seth’s back, and the other teen climbed up him to lock lips with him once more. Eric could feel movement from lower down on the bed, and gasped when Seth entered him, plunging straight in and deep enough to stake his soul, it seemed like. Eric cried out in ecstasy again, but the music was so loud that no one could have ever noticed. 

Seth wrapped his arms around Eric as he gently rocked his hips back and forth, before eventually climbing to his hands and repeatedly plunging his penis straight into him. Eric had never felt so full in his life, in more ways than one, and moved his hips in unison with Seth. He skin was buzzing and his muscles were spasming. He moved his arms up and down Seth’s sides, his front, his back, feeling how smooth his skin was and how hard and defined the muscles below it were. He finally rested his hands on Seth’s butt cheeks, deciding that, aside from his pecks and his abs, those were his favourite park of the teen’s body.

 Seth lifted Eric’s legs up and put them over his shoulders, going even deeper into him than he ever thought possible. His rhythm quicken, more and more, and finally, sweet dripping from his brow and gasping for breath, Seth came inside of Eric. Eric sucked in air as he actually felt the warm liquid enter him and fill him up, the feeling both alien and wonderful. As Eric’s own orgasm quieted down, Seth settled down and lay back again with Eric, rubbing his shoulders and his fresh new six pack.

“That was incredible, Seth. I can’t describe it” Eric lay there, panting.

“You don’t need to,” Seth winked, and smiled his winning smile

“You’ve...?”

“Oh, totally. You’ll experiment in ways you never dreamed of now, Eric. Like I said, the world’s at your feet. It’ll be fun to have someone in the know so close to home now... I mean, if you’re ever up for it.” Seth grinned at Eric ever so coyly again.

“Of course. For... talking.” Eric tried his hand at that smile, but wasn’t sure how cute it looked.

“Right, talking.” They both laughed, though Eric’s came out a little more nervously.

***

Eric quietly left the room while Seth got cleaned up and changed. No one in the party paid him much attention as he left. He dashed across the street and ran to his room to see that, yes, the program had indeed charged itself back up. He was about to start pounding on the buttons when he became vaguely aware of a weird feeling in his groin. He grabbed his phone and darted into the bathroom, flicking on the lights and sitting down on the toilet. He pulled his pants open and peered at his glistening vagina, only able to vaguely describe the feeling as “squishy”. He gently pulled it open with his fingers and caught the unmistakable smell of semen.

Not really interested in what might happen if he were to go through a sudden sex change in his current condition, Eric decided the best course of action might be to just jump in the shower and clean up first. Stripping off the rest of his clothing and running the shower until it was steaming the bathroom, Eric stepped in and let the scalding hot water wash over him. Once he was sufficiently warmed up, he went about washing his body off and scrubbing the smell of sex off him, though... the hormones in his body were making him a little sad that the musky stench of Seth was being poured down the drain. It was all very confusing though, and he was happy that at least he had the reassurance that Seth would be open to doing anything should Eric want to.  He shook his head to clear his thoughts.

How’d the app work anyway? Did your personality eventually just become an amalgamation of all the various states of his personality? Was he destined to become one of those lame pan-sexual asshole hippies he saw on TV? He shuddered at the that.

When it came time to wash out his pussy (he laughed at that in his head), Eric relished the opportunity to finally put the handheld shower head to use. Previously, he had only been able to use this to wash the dog, and figured it would be fun to use it for its presumably intended use. He flipped it over to vibrate, and brought it down to his belly, letting the water pelt him in the stomach. He used his other hand to pull himself open again, and positioned the shower head properly. A little nervously, he began to rub his finger over his folds, as his previous touching had all sent shivers through his body. The shivers soon turned into ecstasy, and it was about five seconds before his knees buckled and he gave into just outright masturbating himself, sending his vagina out in style.

When he was finished, he sat in the water for a bit and let the warmth just wash over him. Seeing that his phone was just within reach, he leaned over, scrolling through the menu for the appropriate bar, and flicking what he was hoping were the right fields back to 100%.

He waited in the tub for the sensations to come, thankful that he was so comfortable and cozy. It started as a knot in his stomach, quickly turning into a tight fist squeezing his insides. Thankful that this time he knew both what to expect and where to expect it, Eric tried to steady his breathing and relax, but some of the waves hit harder than others, and he found himself nevertheless grunting as his insides twisted and morphed and he could only imagine what else.

He felt the familiar presence of “his junk” slowly but surely materialize, but inside him, as whatever material it was made up of transfigured itself and resorted itself. He looked down though the water as the head of his penis made an appearance, poking out between his legs and growing longer as it unsheathed itself from within him. He lulled his head to the side and back as the sensation ran tingles up and down his spine, the feeling of the head rubbing against himself and not letting up. Not long after it slowed and stopped, he felt his testicles growing bigger and bigger within him, and soon the skin began to give way, feeling almost like it was turning itself inside out, but growing like a balloon being blown up and forced though a hole. Eric screwed up his face tightly as the pressure on his balls grew more and more painful, like someone had them in a vice, and he was afraid that they might even pop. Finally though, with nowhere else to go, they popped out if him, first one, then the other following quickly behind.

He put his head back as he felt the changes to his body finally settling back down, and lay in the hot water for 20 or so minutes. When the water cooled and left him feeling chilly, he got up, his legs still a bit shaky, and the weight of his cock and balls more heavy than he was used to, never having gotten a chance to really adjust to his new package before his accident. He stood in front of his full length mirror, taking in his now restored body, tall, lean and muscular instead of scrawny and stunted. He wondered how long it would take him to get used to it, and what else his little piece of magic would be able to help him achieve.