The following is an original series that I created. Everything in it is fictional. Please do not read if you are under 18. Please do not post this on any other site without my permission.
This is my first story, so any criticism, good or bad(as long as you're nice about it) would be appreciated. It's going to start slow, but part two will get right into everything. You can email me at banana.time@yahoo.com
Walking home from work was my favorite part of the day, especially during the fall season. In rural New Hampshire, the leaves tur a firey blaze of oranges, reds and yellows.
I work at a small restaurant just down the street from my house, so I always walk instead of driving. Being still in high school meant that I could only work part time. But it's summertime now, and with the lake nearby the restaurant is wicked busy.
Anyways, a little about myself, I'm 16 and still in school. I just got my driver's license and my own car a few months ago. When you're a teenager in the middle of nowhere you need a car, because there is NOTHING to do except go to Concord and hangout. I'm about five feet and ten inches tall, about 260 pounds, a little overweight, but I don't really care. I've got dark brown hair and blue eyes. I'm you're average nerd who's sits in front of his computer all day, reading porn stories and getting in heated debates over weather or not Two-Face died in "The Dark Knight". Aside from that, I'm you average teenager...
So, I'm on my way home from work, admiring how the leaves are just beginning to show, when I notice something on the side of the road. since I'm not in any hurry, I go and see what it is. Investigating the object, it turns out to be an old, glass bottle.
"Maybe it's an old Coca Cola bottle that I can sell on Ebay" I thought. So, I rubbed the dirt off to see if it is indeed a coke bottle. All of a sudden, a flash of light and smoke starts to pour out of the bottle.
"Oh shit!" I yelled as I naturally assumed that the bottle was on fire. I thew it, and it shattered on the pavement. Smoke billowed from the shattered remains, and took the form of a man.
"It's about fucking time someone let me out of there." he said. "I've been in there for about sixty years."
"What the hell is going on?" I questioned.
"I'm a genie, numb nuts. You set me free, now you get one wish." he explained.
"Wait a second, aren't I supposed to get three wishes?"
"No. That's just some bullshit that Disney came up with. Imagine how short Aladdin would have been if he only had one wish. And don't even bother wishing for more wishes. It doesn't work. One, and only one. So make it count, kid."
Being the nerd I am, many possibilities ran through my head, money, super powers, women. Then I realized the ultimate wish.
"I wish for the power to alter any aspect of reality as I see fit."
"Good job kid, done." and with that, he turned back into smoke and faded away. I stood there trying to soak in what just happened, I could feel the power coursing through my veins. But what to do first?
I ran home as fast as I could. I couldn't wait to try out my new power. I went into the bathroom and started to get undressed. I needed to take a show after such a long day at work. As I undressed, I looked in the mirror. I saw my belly fat.
"let's see if this really works." I said. I thought about being thin and muscular. I watched in shock as my body mat dissappeared into thick bulging muscles. "Holy shit! I'm sexy!" I said. I looked at the rest of myself. Next was my cock. A measly five inches long and about one and a half around. "Well, that could be bigger," I thought. With that, it grew. An amazing twelve inches long and as thick as my forearm. I instantly got a boner ant it grew even bigger. Now it was about fifteen inches long. My balls were as big as baseballs. My jaw was on the floor.
"Let's try something else," I thought. Instantly there was an incredibly sexy woman standing in front of me.
"Wow, what a cock!" she said and with that she turned around and presented he dripping pussy to me. "Please fuck me," she begged.
"Zip it, my parents will hear," I said. Then I remembered that I have complete control over the universe, so I made it so that my no one but me can hear what happens inside my bathroom. Problem solved.
I moved over to her and flipped her around. I wanted her tits. They were about a DD cup, just as I imagined her. I've always loved a woman's breasts, I just love the way they looked, how they bounced, and now that I can finnaly touch a pair, how they feel. I was in heaven, I gently squeezed her boobs, and pinched one of her eraser sized nipples. She let out a loud moan and orgasmed right on the spot. I moved my mouth to her left nipple and gently sucked.
"I wonder what her milk would taste like?" I thought, as milk started to pout into my mouth. It was delicious, but just for shits and giggles, I made it taste like Swedish Fish.
Just then I wondered what it would be like to have tits. I made my woman disappear, then I grew my own pair. I made them nice and big(a double F cup as I would later find out). They were big and perky with areolas the size of a golf ball, and nipples as big as a toothpaste lid. I moved my hands all over them, and my cock came back to life. I rubbed one of my nipples and I moaned loudly as I shot a huge load of jizz all over the mirror. "Wow, these are great, I think I'll keep them," I thought. Then I put on a shirt, made it nice and tight, and went to bed.
Well, that's it for part one. I'm going to try to keep these as small as this one so that updates are more regular.
Any questions or comments, email me at banana.time@yahoo.com
In the next part, our hero will make some more adjustments to his life....