Jon watched the Sarahs grappled with each other, slapping each other, pulling each others' hair, and twisting each others' nipples. Jon's dicks got harder and harder, until they were both pressing against the underside of Jon's desk. They were both over a foot long now, and there wasn't enough space for them as they rose higher and higher.
"I wish that, until the end of class, my desk was a comfy lounge chair, and that no one will notice the change." In the blink of an eye, his small school desk was gone, and he was lounging in a soft, padded chair. He noticed that the desks around him had been moved to make room for his new seat, yet no one seemed to notice they had been physically displaced. With no more restrictions, Jon's cocks were free to stand tall, and Jon looked back over at the Sarahs. To Jon's surprise, the girls had stopped fighting, albeit with the occasional elbow jab to their partner in an attempt to get more space for their respective arm.
This amnesty disappointed Jon. He still stroked himself, but he wanted more. 'Should I wish for them to fight?' he wondered. That seemed a little excessive, even for him. Watching the fight develop organically was part of the charm. Still, he had a beautiful conjoined set of twins to gaze upon, and yet he wanted more...
"Jon, could you at least pretend to pay a little attention?"
Terrorized, Jon bolted upright. Ms. Madison was looking right at him, in all his glory, with one hand on each cock. All the other students turned to glance at him as well. Jon was mortified and immediately lost both erections. Jon was frozen in place, unable to respond to his teacher. All he could muster was a mere nod. "Thank you," she replied. Then Ms. Madison continued her lesson, even turning to the blackboard to write the date of... what were they studying again? Jon glanced back at the Sarahs, who had taken the opportunity to pick up their freshly-cracked phone and start arguing again. He looked around the rest of the class, but everyone else had resumed taking notes. No one was staring, no one was gawking, even with his pants down and dicks out.
Jon was still in shock. He knew his wishes kept everyone from noticing his unique situation, but this had stunned him into doubt. He grabbed the stone and said "I wish I knew if anyone had just noticed I had my pants down." The stone warmed up in his hand, and Jon knew that was a positive response. He started to calm down, but he was hardly in the mood anymore. Another glance at the Sarah's hardly turned him on. He was frustrated, mad even. He really likes Ms. Madison, but he was pissed off she called him out like that. He looked up at her as she turned back around to face the class. He saw a glimpse of her stunning ass, and wished that her blouse was more revealing.
Jon smacked himself on the side of his head. He could literally wish her blouse was more revealing! But would that be enough? He wanted more. Plus, he was still a little angry with her. He grabbed the stone and made his wish.
