Pausing only briefly to put out some kibble for his parent-slaves, Jon wiggled out the door to head to school. He didn't like to show them too much affection, he'd heard that they get spoiled very quickly that way. Besides, that's why he had two, so they could keep each other company.
It was a beautiful day, the sun was shining, the air smelled like peaches and sex. The breeze was coming in from the east. Jon loved that the town's cum factory had survived the recession. He took a deep breath and enjoyed the smell, knowing it was the smell of hard working townies. Maybe when he graduated he could get a job there.
Not wanting to waste any more time lolligagging, Jon pulled the whistle out of his cleavage and gave it a blow. The red remnant he left on the plastic implement caused him to make a mental note to touch up his lipstick once he got to school. A moment later Karyn appeared in a puff of green smoke that spoiled the aroma that Jon was enjoying with a musky, meaty smell.
"You called?" she squeaked. Jon often wondered how she could speak with her lips so puffed up. He looked her up and down, considering the possibility that it was something hand changed with her. Her long blonde hair and huge wish-induced breasts were still there, which was no surprise. No other wish, the way he understood it, could get rid of those. In her right hand was her magic penis, a life-like appendage that had been passed down from generation to generation, always going to the oldest girl in the family. It's veins pulsed slightly as she held it tightly in her grip. Jon sometimes found looking at a dismembered member disconcerting, but since he had been seeing it around for so many years, he dismissed it as something that couldn't possibly be the result of the wish.
"Of course I called, slut!" Jon shot at his friend venomously, "And you kept me waiting!" It had been a difficult transition for Jon when he hit puberty and he was expected to begin acting like a man. Karyn and he had always been such close friends, and adjusting how they related had been hard. Not that Karyn had made it difficult; she knew the role she was to play in the relationship, just as every other girl friend that Jon had did, so she never complained. She was just happy to keep her friend Jon.
"I apologize, great master!" Karyn bowed at Jon's stocking-clad feet and kissed his high-heeled Chucks, "But I am here now. We should make haste before the Observers take note."
Jon winced at the mention of the Observers, as do all who hear their name. He'd had a run-in or two with them and had sworn that he would never step out of line again.
Karyn climbed to her feet and held the magic penis between them. At least he knew that this hadn't changed. As always, she would take base, while he caused the friction. It was, of course, the fasted way to travel. He felt sorry for the other kids in school who had to ride their unicorns, or even be pushed in their strollers to school; it was all so pedestrian. Travelling by penis, if you could, was best.
Grabbing hold of the slick shaft, Jon rubbed quickly up and down its length, testing the temperature every few seconds by pressing his lips against the tip of the shaft. When it was just right he pulled Karyn into him, their breasts pressing into each other's, penis between them. Shots of magical sperm erupted from the penis, coating Karyn and Jon's faces, chests and necks, a feeling that Jon relished. He may not have liked school, but getting there was one of his favourite things. Nothing quite beat the feeling of hot sticky magic sperm splashing all over him.
His own penis was fully erect, a giant two inches, a fact that he was proud of. He hoped that he would be able to retain the erection for at least part of the school day to prove his dominance around the school yard that day. A fantasy of that jerk Biff having to show him his panties as Jon pranced around in the Yard Queen bra while the cheerleaders followed him around begging to give him a manicure.
The magic sperm did it's trick. Soon it evaporated into the musky, meaty smoke that Jon had seen when Karyn arrived, engulfing the pair in it's scent. When it cleared, the two stood pressed up against each other on the front lawn of the school, their breath in sync, Jon's penis poking ever so slightly into Karyn's stomach. At the feeling, her eyes went wide with excitement, but Jon wouldn't have it. He couldn't find sexual release, he had to save it! The last thing he needed was to have an excellent erection wasted on Karyn. He'd been waiting for something like this to happen for a long time; he wanted to parade it, show it off like a trophy. He longed for the sexual frustration to build and build; with a little work he could achieve the legendary two-and-a-half-inch-boner!
He pushed Karyn aggressively to the ground and tossed a pigtail over his shoulder. "Don't even think about it, whore," he spat at her with affection as he wiggled away from her, allowing his skirt to swish, hoping that it was tenting in the front. She was such a great friend. As he passed through the doors of the school, happy to note that he was right on time, he wondered again when he would encounter the change that his wish had caused.
