Jon stared at his reflect. His pants were undone, the fly open and showing his tiny cock sticking out in the cool air. His fingers were covered in the slime from his cum, which he greedily drank the minute he shot his load. Even as he stared at his reflection, he stuck one of his fingers in his mouth, sucking off the cum. It tasted just as good as when he swallowed it, and he'd have to try it again later. The image only sparked another bolt of arousal in him. He twitched again, roaring for another chance to cum, but he had to fix this first.
He never was the largest guy in the world, but he was average. This...this was way below average and even if he came so much and it felt great, he wanted his old dick back.
He washed his hands of his spit and cum before grabbing the stone. "I wish my dick was bigger."
Zoe smirked to herself as she received the wish. "Grant the wish by removing all the hair below Jon's eyebrows so it just looks bigger. I also wish he would slowly stop referring to it with the words "cock," "dick," or "penis" and instead start using "clitty," "boiclitty," or "thingie."" She had nothing against him, but really, seeing Jon get in touch with his feminine side bit by bit was fun. Especially since it would make it easier coming out to their mother if Jon was a little bit...different too.
She glanced at Danielle, who had since gotten used to not wearing her underwear, even though she started to finger herself again (with Zoe right next to her no less).
Jon watched as he grew larger, or at least he thought he did. It certianly looked bigger. He'd have to measure it later, but right now, he had get out of here. The time was almost up, or close.
His pants slide easily up his now hairless legs with his tiny little di-clit-dick still at attention. He'd last maybe another hour or so, but that was definitely the next thing he fixed. Jon didn't need to fire off in the middle of class, not when he couldn't fix the problem right away.
Packing up his things, he stuff the stone in his pocket and headed out of the bathroom. He froze as he met Karen's eyes.
"Jon, what wear you doing in the girls bathroom?"
