Friendly Transformations

"Welcome to your new lives!" said the being of light, hovering in front of Paul and the others. "I was in the neighborhood of Earth, and I have chosen you four to be my new vicarious hosts."

Paul, Mark, Adrian, and Leon, had been on the way home from the wrestling game, all of them sweaty and tired and in their third hour being on the road. They were also in their seventh hour of being furious at each other. Adrian had punched out a gay guy in the locker rooms, and now they were all under academic probation. Paul fucking hated Adrian for that stunt, and it probably meant the end of their friendship for multiple reasons. Everyone had acted poorly. Mark came out swinging with hatred for gays that matched Adrian's. Leon wanted to go and beat the shit out of both the 'fag' in the opposing team and all the rest of the other team and the ref and the school administrator who had handed out the sentence. Paul had been vehemently opposed to all of that. He also hated Leon's use of the word 'fag'.

The away match had been a miserable experience. The fallout from that shit probably meant the end of their entire friend group, and Paul knew he wasn't the only one thinking that way.

Academic probation and the loss of friends seemed a distant problem compared to the problem facing them right now.

Paul had been driving, and then everything went white. He thought he had killed them all.

But no.

The four guys stood in the gym of their college, the Phoenix mascot emblazoned brightly on the wall where it had held since long before the four guys started school here. They had each come up from high school wrestling; Paul and Adrian from in-state, from the same high school, while Mark and Leon had come in from California and Florida respectively. They and a bunch of other wrestlers met here practically every day. They trained, they fought. They even bled on these mats. They were the four best guys on the entire team.

And now the four of them were nude, standing around under the bright lights of the floating figure.

Mark tried to speak up, but his voice made no sound. He clutched his throat, his eyes boggling. Adrian steeled himself. Leon tried to look for a way out, trying to step away, but his feet weren't letting him move

Paul waited for the other shoe to drop.

The being of light cheerfully said, "Excellent! You all understand some of what I am saying, and you're smart enough to know that I have way too much power over you. Get used to that. I do what I want, and you do what I want, too. You're not slaves, though; perish the thought! I want you free to enjoy life, but I also want strong emotions.

"I am not a malevolent god.

"I will grant a lot of boons to all of you But beware! Every boon you ask for will be replicated in reverse upon your friends, or however I desire." The being said, "You may call me 'Delta', as in your world's symbol for change. You may ask questions now."

Paul, Adrian, and Leon all held their tongues.

Mark instantly demanded, "What the fuck! Why are you doing this to us—"

He tried to say more, but Delta cut him off; he was speaking but nothing was coming out.

Delta said, "A very succinct question. To answer: You all harbor anger and love toward each other in roughly equal manner, and none of you are related to each other. Other than that: I have checked your internet search histories and all of you are quite kinky; one of you in particular! It will be fun to find out which. In other matters: All four of you are quite hateful toward other people in the world, though all the forms of your hate are different. I wish to make use of that hate, to make you love what you hate. Those are always the most fun changes." Delta finished with, "And now! We will start with the permanent changes to you and all your friends! Be careful now. This shit is permanent. Subsequent alterations might minimize previous alterations, but they won't change them!"

Delta pointed at Adrian, saying, "What do you want?"

"Kill all fags so I don't have to worry about them in the locker room!" Adrian said, as furious now as he had been when they first served him that academic probation hours ago, at the start of this terrible day. And then Adrian jerked as though he had been punched in the face, before righting himself. "What? No. I don't want to kill anyone, you fucking glowing fairy ass—"

"Ohhh! Sorry," Delta said, his voice the only one present in the room. "And now we come to the first of our prohibitions. I won't kill anyone for you. You need to do that yourself, but the people I change often don't want to hurt other people at all, so you probably won't be doing that after I'm done with you. But I will solve this 'faggot' problem for you. There. Now you're all gay. Adrian is a complete faggot, though. It's only fair that he only gets hard when getting another guy off."

It was like Paul had opened his eyes for the first time.

He looked upon Mark, and Adrian, and Leon, and saw studs.

Mark was a Korean guy from California with a tight body and a wonderful set of abs that led to a hairy crotch with the cutest little dick. They always made fun of him in the locker rooms for that tiny manhood, but he was the only one of them who pulled a girl every weekend for multiple reasons, not the least of which was that he was a grower, by a lot; not a shower.

He was fucking hot.

Why was he hot?

Why was Paul's cock rising to attention?

Ah. He was gay, then. Fun to know.

Adrian was Paul's long-time friend, but it was hard to see 'friend' right now when all Paul could see was those arms and that ass and those pecs. Adrian always got accused of being on gear, but he always passed every test they gave him; he was just built like that. His cock hung soft at probably four inches, but his balls were the real draw. They were huge. Big as large eggs, and hanging low in a hairy sack. He always attributed his gains to his big balls, and for some reason Paul wanted to lick them. He wanted to lick those muscle tits and sniff those hairy pits and kiss those cocksucking lips.

And then there was Leon.

Leon was the black kid from Florida with the actually-smallest cock on the team. It was three inches long both hard and soft, and it fit him well. Paul wanted to put the guy in cock cage and drill him from behind, making that thick black ass bounce as he kissed those thick pink lips.

Paul was Paul; his feelings over himself seemed to be the same. He was the tallest of the group, with the biggest cock at 9 thick inches. Looking down at himself, and over at Adrian, and considering how touchy Adrian was about fags... Had Adrian had been scared of him fucking his hole, or something?

Because he would love to fuck Adrian's hole right now. The idea had never appealed to him before, but it appealed to him now.

All of the guys looked ready to fuck, all of them silently looking at each other on the other sides of the square blue mat. Adrian looked especially horny, but his weird little mushroom cock was still soft. his huge balls hanging tight.

Delta smiled, saying, "There! Now that's better. Three of the four of you were homophobic, some worse than others, and now you're all turned on by men. Moving on." He pointed at Mark. "Your turn!"

Mark, ever the smarty, accused, "You said that whatever we wished for would be visited upon us, and then in reverse on our friends. Not whatever the fuck you just did."

Delta said, "I reserve the right to change wishes however I wish! Don't like it? Become an ascended being yourself." Delta pointed at him again, and this time Delta's voice was stronger. "What do you want?"

Mark struggled to shut his mouth but words pulled out of him anyway. "I want all trans people to—" He  wrenched back, taking control of his words, but not fully, "—to be comfortable in their bodies!" Mark spat on the mat, glaring at the glowing guy. "Fuck you."

"No, my good pet, fuck you."

And then Mark's cock and balls inverted, his cock slipping backwards and his balls popping up out of his sack with an audible pair of pops. Red splashed where Mark's manhood used to be. Everyone stared.

Mark gasped, holding his pussy and then touching it, his finger going in—

He ripped his finger back out, exclaiming, "Holy shit it's a fucking pussy!"

Paul stared, feeling bad for him. Adrian winced, holding his own manhood.

Leon laughed. "Ha! Fucking tran—!"

"You too," Delta said, cutting Leon off before Leon could finish.

Leon stopped laughing and squirmed as his tiny black cock and balls went inside of his body and red splashed down. Leon gasped, touching himself, whispering, "No no no noooooo!"

Adrian said, "I want the biggest dick in the group."

Mark and Leon both yelled out in jealous hatred, "FUCK YOU!"

Paul simply frowned, muttering, "What the fuck, dude."

That's it. Adrian was off the friend list, for sure.

The other two were probably lost causes as well.

And then Delta said, "No."

"... What do you mean 'no'?!" Adrian yelled.

Mark and Leon both laughed.

Paul just felt sad.

Delta said, "You're a complete faggot, Adrian. You wouldn't know what to do with a big dick and your wish would unbalance the group too much. Instead, you get to take the biggest dick in the group. Your own cock gets nubbed."

Adrian's cock instantly shrunk to a tiny thing, almost invisible inside his foreskin and his pubes. At least his balls were still massive. He touched himself, whispering, "No. No... No!"

Leon spat at him, "At least you still have your balls, asshole!"

Adrian shot back, "Get fucked, girl."

"I'm a fucking MAN!" Leon said.

"That's not what your pussy says," Adrian called back.

Mark was focused on someone else. He was staring at Paul.

"Oh my god, Paul," Mark whispered.

Paul was staring at himself, too. Paul felt a tingle in his manhood. Suddenly he had twice as much dick to work with, his shaft going from 9 inches long to something like 13, but the thickness is what really got bigger. And then his balls seemed to drop, or rather droop. They weighed on him, becoming the size of large lemons.

Mark shuddered. "Fuck. Why does that turn me on so much?"

Adrian said, "Because we're all fags now."

"You're the fag," Leon yelled back.

"So you accept your new life as a woman," Adrian asked, all cocky.

"... My pussy is so fucking horny right now," Leon said.

Mark muttered, "Fuck. Only one cock to go around."

Leon and Adrian both muttered, "Shit."

Delta commanded Paul, "What do you want?"

Oh no.

This was bad, Paul thought.

Paul felt a pressure build within and try to escape out of his mouth. After a horrible moment of trying to stop it and knowing he would fail, Paul accepted whatever was coming, hoping only that he could make a good choice for the group.

He felt himself say, "I want my friends to all have at least one cock that they truly like."

Oh no.

Paul knew what he had wished for.

But the other guys did not Adrian, Mark, and Leon all smiled wide, all of them looking hopeful.

Paul could only say, "I'm so sorry, guys."

As Delta let out a laugh. "Yes! This is a good one. A nuance to know, all of you: I know minds and souls and also internet search histories. I know what Paul actually meant, and this is a fun one—"

"Please," Paul said, "Please. Don't let the rest of the world be able to see whatever you transform us into."

Delta hummed, then said, "I agree to this nuance. You'll get the worst option of whichever kinky shit you pick, though."

The three guys were panicking, yelling, their words inaudible in the otherwise silence of the gymnasium. Paul was able to speak right now.

Paul was stuck on what to say.

Delta understood. He said, "If you list four ideas that you like I'll pick the worst one for you and that's fine."

Paul tried to think of the least-bad things.

He ended up saying, "Always raped, always nude, centaur, hairless, girltaur, bimbo, stretchy, always clean, mega multi-cocks, scent marking, cock transformation—" He froze. "... why did I say 'always raped'?"

Why did he say more than 4 options?

Delta smiled. "Because I desired it. We're doing more than what you said, anyway, since I'm enabling your second desire of 'not being noticed'."

Instantly, Paul's cock grew all the way to his knees, his balls ballooning out to the size of footballs, his body bulking up with muscle and height, everything about him becoming massive.

And then things got easier.

He was fucking hung. He should fuck his gay friends, right? They wanted it, after all. He lifted up his arm and sniffed his hairy pit. Yeah. They'd love this shit.

Paul chuckled.

Leon groaned out in pleasure as his rear end ballooned and a second pair of legs appeared about two feet behind his first set of legs. A huge cock drooped out of his front crotch, reaching halfway to his knees, chubbing up hard. It was as thick as a normal person's wrist.

Leon exclaimed, "Holy shit! What is this shit you freak! Paul! What the fuck!"

Mark neighed as his torso expanded, tiny blonde-furred nubs extending out of his lower waist on both sides. Those nubs turned into hooves and then full horse legs as his back legs broke and rearranged, becoming digitigrade horse legs. Blonde fur turned brown as a sleek brown horse body pulled out of Mark's backside. And then a horsecock flopped down from his back half, easily visible from every angle. His horse body was honestly kinda small. His horse cock was not small at all.

Not as big as Paul's cuntdestroyer, though.

Mark tensed his horsecock, slapping his horse stomach with it, saying, "I feel the cock, but I feel... Weird."

He probably still had a pussy back there. Leon for sure still had a pussy—

And then Adrian moaned.

All three of them looked at Adrian as a bright pink tattoo lit up at the bottom of his abs. A stylized heart surrounded his belly button and curling script stretched out like wings on both sides. He touched the tattoo and suddenly flexed forward, sticking his ass out, reaching to his hole, saying, "Fucking hell."

Delta said, "And that's good enough for now! All of you can switch to your normal forms except for Adrian. All of you will not have true satisfaction unless you have fun in your real forms, except Adrian. He's always going to be like that; I did upgrade him to free-use fag, though. Can't rape a fag! Luckily, he'll always be clean and ready to go! No poop or disease for anyone! I'll be watching!"

Delta vanished and suddenly they could all move again.

A scent filled the air. It was Paul's scent; strong and alpha.

All the other gays in the room and also faggot Adrian looked his way.

Paul asked, "Who wants to get fucked first?" No one moved, so Paul said, "Well then I'll make the decision."

He walked toward Adrian.

Adrian paled, and then he tried to run. All he ended up doing was falling onto the floor, and then Paul was upon him. Adrian tried to get away, saying, "No! No! No. I'm not a fag. I'm not a fag! I don't like dick!"

Paul held his legs apart, showing off his hole, saying, "Oh come on, Adrian." His grip was implacable so Adrian wasn't getting anywhere. "God damn you're a weak fucking wrestler. You can't even escape from this? Well whatever. Hey guys! Get over here. Tell me what this hole looks like."

Mark and Leon clopped and padded over, to look down at Adrian.

Mark said, "Looks like a puffy cunt."

"Oh yeah." Leon said, "That's a cunt."

Adrian's hole was puffy and pink and already gaping at Paul, the round muscles of his ass looking like they'd be great squeezers for Paul's cock.

"Time to break in the fag," Paul angled his hips and shoved inside of Adrian. "There we go!"

Adrian screamed but the scream turned into a moan almost instantly. Paul picked Adrian up by the hips and used him like a fleshlight, shoving his cock into his friend from highschool and college who had tried to steal his own cock. Adrian's stretchy insides distended quite well around Paul's cock.

"Yeah that's right. Moan, faggot." Paul said, "You tried to take my cock from me, so I guess, in a way, you did."

Paul's cock bulged out of Adrian's stomach, shoving forward, stretching him out, bulging Adrian's new tattoo. Adrian's hole squeezed down on Paul. It felt pretty great. Paul got lost in the moment, but not too lost. He saw Mark and Leon feeling each other up.

Paul wasn't about to forgo the fun of fucking centaur pussy, so he activated a part of himself he instinctively knew would work. In a flashing instant Adrian vanished and Paul's giant cock gained a nice pink tattoo around the base.

Adrian was gone.

Adrian was here, inside Paul's manhood, located somewhere around Paul's second pair of balls.

Adrian's thoughts flowed into Paul, 'Where am I? What am I— Oh god, Paul. What did you do? Am I your cock? I don't want to be your cock! Let me out!'

Paul's leg-sized cock started thrashing around, trying to hit him in the face and chest. Paul let it happen for a moment, kinda enjoying the sensation of slapping his own face with his cock, leaving trails of slick everywhere. And then that was enough of that. Paul was in control here. Paul tensed his cock and the trashing stopped.

'Let me out!' Adrian mentally screamed, but it was a pretty soft sort of scream. 'Let go of me!'

"Don't worry little buddy," Paul said to his twitching cock, caressing the pink tattoo around the base. "You don't have a cock anymore. All you have is a nub. I'll let you know what having a cock is like and you'll like it." Paul looked around, muttering, "I just have to find another hole."

Adrian whispered, 'I don't want to be a cock.'

"Sure you do."

'... I... I do?'

"Oh yeah. Holes are warm, and you're going to be warm. Best feeling ever! Just need to find... Ah! Duh." Paul playfully thonked his head with a fist. "I'm dumb."

Mark and Leon both had pussies and assholes, and both of them had really big lower bodies. They could take Paul easily. Both of them looked to be ready for the taking, too.

Mark was kissing Leon, Mark's rear cock flapping hard against his stomach. Leon's front cock leaking a lot. Both of them were talking about who was going to get fucked first, and then Leon made the decision for both of them.

Mark shoved Leon around and grabbed that massive black ass in his huge hands, exclaiming, "Found your pussy!"

And then Mark launched forward, his front horse hooves and his hands gripping Leon backward, straight onto that horse cock. Leon cried out in plain, and then pleasure, as he held onto Mark's front legs and got drilled from behind.

'An opportunity,' Adrian said, inside Paul's sack.

"Yup!" Paul said, happily.

Paul went around to Mark's backside, and yup, there was the pussy; right below the asshole, right above the balls. Those balls slapped hard into Leon's black ass and Leon threw it back in a very fun way, riding that horse cock, yelling about how awesome it was.

"Of course it's awesome!" Mark said, fucking hard. "I'm almost th— Paul?!"

Paul grabbed onto that horse's ass and shoved his Adrian-cock into that hole, spreading him wide. Mark cried out but was silenced as Paul absorbed him, too, his cock head transforming into that of a horse, all flared and bumpy.

'What the fuck!' Mark yelled inside Paul's balls. And then, 'Adrian?!'

'Hello and shut up. I see another hole, Paul.'

Leon was practically frozen in confusion, his back legs spread wide, his pussy already gaping below that giant black butt. "... Where's the cock?"

"Right here."

Paul shoved forward into that black girltaur cunt, all the way to the hilt.

Leon exclaimed—

And then Paul absorbed him, too. Paul's cock turned a fraction darker. Four pairs of balls dangled from his crotch, each of them the size of footballs, each of them from a different person, each of them talking to each other and to Paul.

'Mark?! Adrian, too?' Leon thought. 'WHAT THE FUCK!'

'I know, right? Now which cunt are we gonna fuck?' Adrian asked

'I would like to know that, too,' Mark said.

'I was so close to orgasm, you fucker Paul!' Leon yelled.

Paul smiled and laughed at all the tiny voices in his head, but which really originated from his cock, and then he jacked off twice more. That was all it took. Paul came, his prostate flexing hard, but his balls, and the balls of his friends, flexing even harder. The largest orgasm ever rocketed out of his gigantic dick.

A small pool of spunk launched from his cock, almost shoving him off of his feet with the force of the ejaculation. That pool of white landed dozens of feet away and splashed down, drenching the gymnasium in sperm.

A dark spot of something was in the center of that sperm. As the white flowed away, Leon crawled out of the splash zone looking exactly as he had before everything; a simple wrestler guy with a tiny dick.

Paul felt his everything tense again as another orgasm ripped through his body, sending out another splash zone of white almost all the way to the ceiling before it crashed down, getting sperm everywhere. Mark groaned as he coughed out cum, looking normal. No pussy; just a cock. Still handsome, though.

Paul held his cock upright, hugging it tight, jacking it with his entire upper body just enough to erupt once more, sending out another pool of cum directly overhead. It arced and landed just behind Paul, catching him in the splash and almost toppling him over.

Adrian pulled himself out of that final ejaculate, sputtering sperm out of his mouth, saying, "Fucking hell that was the best orgasm I have ever had."

And Paul sighed, as the shared orgasms finally ending.

Leon vomited sperm, muttering out between vomits, "What the fuck what the fuck what the fuck."

Mark shat out sperm and puke out white, too, emptying from both ends, mumbling, "Why does it taste good. Why. Why. Why."

Adrian rolled on the ground, spitting out white, saying, "Oh god. That really happened, didn't it."

Paul chuckled, hefting his giant, leg-sized cock and his single pair of foot-ball-sized balls, saying, "Want to go again?"

Everyone instantly started saying 'no' and other various angry words. Paul didn't really care what they wanted, though. His cock led him to turn around and aim at Adrian—

"Yeah no." Delta appeared, saying, "I went overboard with some of that."

—Paul dissolved in sperm, his muscles falling away, his cock faltering. Like an ice sculpture melting in the heat of a blast furnace, Paul's every-new-thing turned to not-him, falling away, leaving him as himself, before Delta had appeared. Just a normal guy, if rather tall compared to his friends, and with a much bigger dick than them.

"... Huh," Paul said. "Okay. So. Uh. Sorry about, uh, non-conning you guys."

Mark shuddered in the sperm, mumbling downward at the mess, "Why do you still taste good."

Leon leaned back in the spunk, yelling out, "Thank god! I'll never insult a trans person ever again!"

And Adrian suddenly collapsed to the floor, squirming and yelping and holding his crotch.

Paul went to Adrian. "You okay, man?"

Adrian brushed away the sperm from his crotch, revealing a pussy.

Paul's eyes went wide. "Oh shit. That's not a cock."

Adrian's eyes went wide. "Oh no. No no no!"

Delta reappeared. "Yeah. That's more balanced. Mouth, pussy, ass; Three holes for three friends. A very real pussy, too, by the way. That one can get pregnant. I gave you an implant in your upper arm, though, so you won't get pregnant right now... Let's put back the free-use-fag, though. Let's make you a bit bigger, too, so you can take all the cock that they're going to give you."

Underneath the white slick, a pink tattoo spread across Adrian's hairless abs. His muscles expanded He grew over half a foot taller and his ass ballooned. He moaned as he got to his knees and spread his ass, showing off his pink pussy and his gaping hole.

Paul's cock expanded to a full foot long, his balls growing to the size of kiwis.

Mark yelped as suddenly he was holding a giant dick, too.

Leon looked down at his own new maleness. "Hot."

Delta said, "In fact, if you don't get at least three orgasms in your hole every day on average, muscle fag, you'll get fucked by some random guy who won't remember doing it. So have fun with your friends! Or randos. I don't care. You shouldn't have punched that kid in the showers. It was simply rude."

A moment passed.

Adrian moaned loudly, aiming his pussy right at Paul. Maybe it was on purpose? Maybe it was an accident. Either way, Paul was ready to go

Paul raced to fuck that pussy, rapidly wrestling Adrian into position. Mark was somehow there, too, fighting against Paul to try and shove into Adrian's pussy first.

Paul tore Adrian away, but slickness of the cum made it difficult to get any grip. Paul lost control fast, and exclaimed, "He's my friend! I get his pussy first!"

Mark was front to back with Adrian, arms wrapped tight around Adrian's stomach, smiling as he shoved forward— And then he frowned. "Wrong hole?"

Adrian moaned out, "Right hole!"

And then Paul was fully under Adrian, his legs between Adrian's. He kicked out left and right. Adrian and Mark fell onto Paul, and Paul's cock speared right into Adrian's pussy. Both of them grunted and then moaned brightly. Soon, Mark was fucking ass and Paul was fucking pussy, the two of them pounding into Adrian's backside, everyone absolutely covered in spunk.

Paul suddenly found himself sucking on Adrian's muscle tits and Adrian cried out in joy. Paul briefly stopped, mumbling, "Holy shit muscle tits are great."

"Suck them and fuck me—aggble."

Leon had shoved his cock down Adrian's throat, laughing as he went to the hilt in one thrust. "I thought I might have to make you learn how to deepthroat, faggot, but you're world-class already."

Adrian moaned as he sucked, all three of his holes filled by his three friends.

Mark came first, shoving deep into Adrian's hole, his cock twitching hard. He held there for a while, his massive cock and big balls pulsing against Paul's, the wall between Adrian's pussy and ass rather thin. Mark giggled, chuckled, and then pulled out.

... But he was still there above Adrian.

And suddenly Paul was fucking with something that only felt half right.

Mark launched off of Adrian, exclaiming, "A pussy again?! Where did— YOU HAVE MY COCK, PAUL!"

"Is that what that is?" Paul reached down and felt two cocks, one right on top of the other, and yeah, that's what that was. He shoved Adrian upright to sit on top of the second second cock, and now Paul was fucking both of Adrian's holes himself. "I'm using it. You'll get it back shortly. Probably."

Mark tried to get his cock back, reaching down to pull at Paul—

But Leon was there, shoving Mark into the sperm and then drilling down into Mark's cunt, saying, "That's for shoving it in so fast to me when you were a horse, faggot."

Mark was soon moaning.

Adrian rode both of Paul's 12-inch cocks, playing with his own nipples, calling out, "Oh god! Oh shit! Oh fuck! I love this!"

It was like watching a miracle.

Paul loved this, too.

Suddenly his four balls tensed hard, erupting up both of Adrian's holes. Adrian yelped, suddenly cumming himself, and now Adrian was smiling, holding onto Paul's chest, as Paul held onto Adrian's thighs. Both of them rode out the shared orgasm and near the end Adrian's holes clenched harder, holding tight, the pussy muscle faggot cumming again, riding a double orgasm, all of his muscles rippling with power.

Paul simply watched. He loved this.

He loved Adrian.

... Huh. How about that?

Paul simply watched for a long time, his cocks barely going soft—

Mark exclaimed, "Holy shit holy shit holy shiiiiIIIIIiAAh!"

So Mark was cumming from getting pussy fucked, then? Yup. That's what it looked like. Paul and Adrian watched the whole thing, happening only a few years from them, on a different cum-covered blue wrestling mat.

Leon kept fucking through his own orgasm, yelling, "That's right faggot. I got what you neeee....d!" He came, throwing his head back, opening his mouth wide. He laughed. "Holy shit that was..." His eyes went wide. Leon exclaimed, "What the shit!"

Mark pulled away, sliding on the cum, a massive foot-long cock flopping around his crotch. "Ha ha! I got my cock back!"

Leon cried out, "No! No! Give it back!"

And then Mark ran away, giggling as his cock slapped his thighs, saying, "My cock now, faggot!"

Leon tried to catch him but he slipped in the cum all over the floor. "That's mine!"

"It's clearly Korean! Not black. This one is mine!"

Leon tried to catch Mark but Mark extended a hand and pushed down. It was a simple redirection. Leon went into the spunk again, and Mark got away.

Mark called out, "Go get fucked if you want one! Paul has extra!"

"You stole mine!"

Paul and Adrian watched the whole thing. Paul was already soft, but still inside of Adrian. Both of him. Adrian hummed a little then lifted a bit to look at his pussy and the two cocks laying below him. It was a mess down there, but there were definitely two cocks on Paul, and zero on Adrian.

Paul said, "You got a great pussy, Adrian."

Adrian leaned down and kissed Paul. "I do, don't I."

Paul smiled. And then he reached up and pulled Adrian down for a much better kiss.

Leon stood above the two of them, his black pussy on full display. "Paul. Fuck me. Please."

Adrian rolled off, giggling, saying, "Fuck him good, Paul!"

Leon tried to sit down on Paul, but Paul grabbed him, twisted, and threw Leon to the cum-covered mat.  

"The fuck?" Leon asked, his ass jiggling in the air.

Paul slapped Leon's ass, saying, "I want to see this faggot ass jiggle as I pound your pussy."

And then he did just that. Leon got into it, a lot, shoving back onto Paul, flexing that giant black ass, as Paul shoved both his cocks into both of Leon's holes.

Adrian was getting pounded to multiple orgasms by Mark, on the nearby mat. Both of them were highly enjoying the moment. Mark was a rather fast shooter, though. As Paul was still fucking Leon, Mark tensed up, his face turning funny as he came up Adrian's well-fucked pussy.

Mark smiled as he rested on Adrian, with Adrian's legs wrapped around him.

Adrian said, "You're pretty good."

"Thank you. I try." Mark pulled back a little, saying, "So it looks like I can cream Adrian's pussy without losing the co... no. NO! FUCKING HELL!"

Paul felt another weight on his crotch. He smiled as he aimed the third cock at Leon's asshole, saying, "You've been triple fucked before, right, Leon?"

Leon was half lost to the joy, but he still managed to look behind him, softly asking, "Wha—AT FUCK! Paul!"

"Yeah you can take it." Paul kissed Leon's back, saying, "Knew you could."

"I guess I can."

"Your ass was made to be fucked."

Leon laughed then started really throwing it back. "Your balls are practically hitting my abs! I love it."

There were six balls down there, so Paul was glad that Leon was feeling something about them, too. Paul was absolutely loving their weight and swing, too.

Adrian giggled as he watched the show, playing with his muscle tits as he asked, "How the fuck does this work?"

Mark was on the cum-covered ground, sighing sadly into the sperm.

Paul said, "Give me a moment and I'll see what happeeeEhhhns!"

Orgasm tore through Paul as one pair of his balls felt like it turned into pure, thick joy that crawled through his sack, following his vas deferens up and around to his prostate, before it shot out through his cocks into Leon's everything. His cocks relaxed, one of them relaxing a lot faster than the others, shrinking all the way down to his crotch. His cock inside Leon's pussy got pushed out as Leon's clit grew to the size of a cock, his hole turning into a sack, two big balls flopping down into that restored sack.

Leon looked underneath him, saying, "Thank god."

Paul slid out of the sperm, getting up as he said, "Looks like when you two cum, you lose your cock to each other, or something. I fucked both of Adrian's holes and didn't lose anything, though."

Leon held his cock, saying, "Doesn't seem fair."

Mark pushed his legs apart. "Nothing is ever fair. Fuck me, please?"

Paul complained, "Shit, dude. I don't think I can."

Mark stared up at Paul. "FUCK. ME. NOW."

Adrian laughed. Leon chuckled.

And Paul smiled, getting between Mark's legs, his footlongs flopping, his double-trouble balls hanging very low, as he said, "Give me a minute. Or longer. This is tiring."

"Sure sure." Mark waved at his ass laying flat in the spunk in front of Paul. "Need some motivation?"

"I would love that," Paul said.

Mark got up on all fours, arching his back, saying, "So when I fuck girls, I love it when they do this. Am I arching it right?"

Adrian said, "Fuck, dudes. I'm never fucking a girl again, am I?"

"Nope," Leon said, holding his cock. "And I don't think I am, either. I don't want to lose this again."

Adrian laughed. "Now that you actually have something to lose?"

"Shut up, faggot," Leon said, angrily.

"Why don't you make me, faggot?" Adrian opened his legs toward Leon, saying, "You're never fucking a girl either. That means you're getting fucked for the rest of your life, too."

Paul's cocks were hard again as he watched the show. He also watched Mark flex his pussy and hole. Mark was mostly distracted by the show, but he was surely trying to get Paul hard again. It was working. He knew how to arch that back and throw out that ass.

Paul took Mark's hips into his hands and Mark gave the cutest, smallest 'yip!'

Paul chuckled then leaned forward, his top cock going into Mark's asshole, his bottom, slightly bigger cock going into Mark's pussy. Mark yelped louder at the sudden intrusion, and Paul pulled him back and then fucked him good. Mark gasped at the sky as he rode Paul, his arms going back to hold onto Paul as much as he could.

Mark came before Paul, his holes squeezing hard on both of Paul's cocks, and that was what finally drove Paul over one final edge. A pair of balls twisted up and out of Paul's sack and exploded into Mark's holes.

Paul's top cock shrunk to nothing; transfer complete.

Mark was on all fours, giving Paul a great view of his muscular hole, twitching, as his pussy transformed into big balls and an even bigger cock.

"And now I'm spent," Paul said. "That's done."

Leon, however, was fucking Adrian in Adrian's pussy. He came, then started saying, "No no no no! NO! FUCK!" He yelled, "FUCKING SHIT! I even saw Mark do the same stupid shit and then I went and did it, too. Shit."

Mark laughed.

Paul gained a second cock.

Adrian, still with his muscle pussy between his legs, said, "So I think any time you guys cum Paul gets a cock, and he has to fuck it back into you for you to get it back."

Leon looked at Paul.

A moment passed.

Leon gestured to his pussy, saying, "Can you—"

Paul frowned. "I said I was done for the day—"

"Nope." Delta appeared. "You get endless stamina and cum now. But also." He turned to Leon and Mark. "You could get any guy to fuck you and the deposit of maleness in your body would induce the regrowth of your own. Paul simply generates extra cocks and balls in a system that is tied to your own expulsion of your manhoods. Adrian was wrong about how that works. If you cum anally then you don't lose your cocks, so go get fucked if you want to keep your cocks around. Either way, no one is going to notice any of these nuances about your sex aside from you four." He looked to everyone. "Just thought I'd clear that up." He looked around the room... "And I'll clear this up, too."

The cum vanished from the gymnasium.

Delta pointed to Adrian. "Hairless and incredibly male and always-nude and free-use-fag when below 3 fucks per day. You can turn the free-use on and off at will when above 3 fucks. Keep that implant in your arm in working order and you won't get pregnant." He pointed to Mark. "Hairless and handsome and free-use when cockless." He pointed to Leon. "Hairless and beautiful and free-use when cockless, and big ass'ed. You three can get fucked anywhere you want and no one would notice." He pointed to Paul. "Hairy and more simply nice looking... And your cocks are 12 inches with bigger balls, everyone else's is 10. Adrian is still a total pussy faggot, though. Your friends get the fun stuff, and you get to be rather boring and normal. All the rest still applies! No centaur shit. Didn't like that one. And... Oh! No disease and no poop at all, ever. I said that already, but I'm saying it again." He clapped. "We're Good! Have fun with your new lives!"

Delta vanished.

They all stared at where Delta had floated.

"So that happened," Paul said.

Mark was just about the most handsome man that Paul had ever seen and Leon was practically magnetic with that beautiful smile and massive ass. Adrian looked almost like a drill sergeant. Paul wanted to drill both of his holes. He wanted to fuck all of them, actually.

All of the guys were looking at Paul.

Paul looked at himself. "Ah. I'm pretty hairy, ain't I?"

And built almost like Adrian, but maybe a little smaller. Cobblestone abs. Big arms and big pecs. Shit. He'd never been this big before. He liked it. He liked all the black hair everywhere, too. He looked truly manly. His cocks were already rock hard, sticking out from his forest of black pubes like extra forearms, his two heads half visible beneath their foreskins, both slits dripping honey, his four balls hanging low in his big sack...

"I like it," Adrian said, almost fingering his pussy. "A lot."

"You're... beautiful." Mark shook his head, adding, "It's rather artful looking, really, how the hair on your chest swirls like that down to your... cocks." He stared, whispering, "Fuck."

Leon gestured at his black pussy, asking, "So? Could you fuck me? I would like my cock back."

Paul smiled as he gripped his thickest, main cock while his second, vaguely smaller cock held hard above that one, his four big balls tensing upward as he moved toward Leon. With a quick turn and push from Paul, Leon turned away and leaned halfway over, giggling. Paul shoved into Leon and Leon squirmed, moaned, and then started throwing it back.

Maybe the friend group could stay together, after all.