You feel somewhat disappointed when you wake up to find that you're still a boy. Still, it means that at some point someone will turn you into a dick. You get dressed, have some breakfast and the head off to school, wondering who you're going to become a part of. That question is answered shortly after you get to school, when Mr Hansen your English teacher calls you into his class and then directs you into the store room.
You feel quite happy that you're going to be turned into Mr Hansen's dick. According to your best friend, Karyn, he's the hottest male teacher in the school. You'd never really thought about it before, but he is very good looking. Strangely, once you entered the class you had a 'memory', of coming to see Mr Hansen at the end of school yesterday. It seems you told him that you knew that he and Mrs Hansen, the art teacher, had magic powers and asked them to use you in any way they wanted. You certainly didn't do that, it's obviously some of quirk to do with the wish.
Mr Hansen follows you into the store room and then closes and locks the door. He then orders you to kneel before him, which you do immediately.
"So", he says with a friendly smile. "You've had to time to think about what we discussed yesterday. Do you still want me to use you in some way?"
You pause for a second and then nod your head and reply;
"Yes sir. I do."
Mr Hansen shrugs his shoulders.
"My wife and I have never had a student give himself to us before, but since you're seventeen, I'll accept your offer. You do understand though, that what I do with you is entirely my choice?"
"Yes sir", you reply.
"For the next twenty four hours, you're mine."
"I understand that sir," you say. "I'm happy for you to do whatever you want with me."
Mr Hansen grins mischievously.
"In that case," he says. "You're going to be my penis, for a whole day".
You nod your head, as you suddenly feeling a little scared. You're also feeling somewhat excited.
"Ok then", Mr Hansen says as he stands directly in front of you. "Unfasten my pants and pull them and my shorts down to my knees.
"Yes sir," you say nervously, as you move your shaking hands up to his belt. You unfasten it, and then unfasten his pants and pull down the zip.
Your heart is pounding in your chest as you pull his pants and his shorts down to his knees as ordered, leaving you staring at his flaccid cock. It's about 5 inches long and quite fat. You estimate that it would be about 9 inches long fully erect.
"Make me hard, slave" Mr Hansen commands as he puts his hands on his hips.
You gingerly reach up and take hold of Mr Hansen's penis with your right hand. For the first time since making your wish, you actually feel somewhat repulsed at the thought of touching another guy's penis. It's too late now though.
Mr Hansen lets out a soft sigh and says; "be grateful I'm not making you suck it. Your basically a sex toy now".
Within about thirty seconds, Mr Hansen's penis is fully erect. Sure enough, it's a full nine inches in length and several inches in diameter. You're not sure how many exactly, but it's pretty fat. You suddenly feel a weird tingling sensation throughout your whole body, and before you know it, you shrink down to about ten inches.
Mr Hansen bends down and takes hold of you with his right hand and lifts you off the floor. Holding you face down, you're surprised when he presses your feet against his urethra and they slide right in. You're even more surprised when he effortlessly slides your whole body all the way down his urethra, with a loud groan, until only your head is sticking out. You can even feel the 'lips' of his urethra gently pressed around your neck.
"Believe it or not", comes his voice from above. "I could swallow you whole, full size. It's all a matter of shrinking you as I suck you in. My wife just loves doing it. Maybe I'll show you some time."
You actually start to consider it for a seconds, before you're distracted by the tingling sensation in your body once again. This time though, it's accompanied by another sensation. It sort of feels like your feet are melting and spreading out. It only takes a couple of seconds before that sensation spreads into your lower legs and then your upper legs and waist. Shortly after that, it moves up into your lower torso, and then your upper torso and neck. To add to your surprise, a full length mirror appears directly in front of you.
The melting sensation moves into your head, and you watch helplessly in the mirror as your hair disappears and your head turns the same purplish shade as the head of Mr Hansen's penis. It flattens out and takes on the shape of a cock head as your mouth twists to a vertical position, and your lips become the lips of his urethra. Finally, you feel your throat stretch all the way down the whole length of your new body as it becomes his urethra and joins with Mr Hansen's body. Then the tingling and melting sensations slowly fade away.
Even though you wished for it, you can't help feeling shocked as you stare into the mirror. Not even the smallest trace of your original body remains. You're now Mr Hansen's penis. The shock slowly gives way to other feelings, fear, worry and an odd sense of elation that your wish actually came true. It's only going to be for 24 hours, but it's going to be a very weird 24 hours. You realise that you're completely paralysed, but it doesn't bother you that much.
Mr Hansen lets out a loud sigh and smiles as he looks down at you in the mirror.
"Y'know," he says. "I have to say, you make a great cock. I'm going to enjoy having you down there. I've made it so you won't be able to taste it when I take a piss. But Mrs Hansen and I are going to be having a lot of sex tonight, and part of the pleasure will be from knowing that you can taste my cum. It feels kind of weird, talking to my penis, so I'm going to put you away for now. Thank you for your body Jon, you may have it back tomorrow."
You feel the blood rush out of you as you slowly become flaccid. Mr Hansen pulls up his shorts and pants, trapping you inside them. You feel him fasten his pants and his belt, and then you hear the loud, unmistakable sound of a zip being pulled up. As you feel yourself pressed against the inside of Mr Hansen's left thigh, the initial fear you felt dissipates. It doesn't feel too bad to be a penis. Not yet anyway.
