"I wish... I wish I didn't have a small penis." and there it was said.
I tried to look down at my crotch to observe the change, but my eyes looked away, as the towel around my waist fell down, and I could feel a warm glow. Skin and flesh stretched and twisted, feeling tingly and strange.
Though something wasn't quite right.
I sensed the moment was over, and looked down, expecting to see my new enlarged member.
It was gone.
I slid my hand across a strangely smooth patch of skin and pubic hair, situated slighty above my still present testicles. I'd have been thankful that they were there, but the loss of my dick was a shock my mind was having difficulty coping with.
Sitting back upon the bed, the rock still in hand, I was stunned. This wasn't what I wanted at all. I thought back over my wish and instantly realised how foolish my mistake had been. It was true, I now no-longer had a small penis.
