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I write for my own enjoyment and am sharing this with other members of the MC community after spending the last few years being entertained by numerous authors, too many to mention here.
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CHAPTER ONE
Cheryl gazed longingly into Craig's blue eyes. It was her 25th birthday and after a romantic candlelit dinner for two they were back in each other's arms at home. They kissed passionately. Craig's strong arms making Cheryl yearn for more. They were the dream couple.
Craig was 27 years old, 6ft2″ tall with dark hair and a body that anyone looking at could tell he worked out. Cheryl was 25 years old, 5ft8″ with shoulder length black hair, deep brown eyes, smooth white alabaster skin that showed she was of Asian descent, lovely big lips and an amazing figure that turned heads wherever she went.
They had met at work where they headed up their respective departments. It was love at first sight. Anyone who knew them knew they were perfect for each other. It had not taken long for them to become an item and then move in together.
Now after three years together they were due to get married in a month's time.
"I love you," purred Cheryl as she felt Craig's body against her, "I can't wait to be your husband." Craig held her tighter, "I love you too," he responded.
Unfortunately for Cheryl and Craig life was just about to deal them a cruel twist of fate...
CHAPTER TWO
Mick leered at the photo of Cheryl as he wanked his 4-inch cock. His mind was filled with dirty fantasies involving Cheryl being his sex slave. In his fantasies he was fucking Cheryl with a huge 12-inch cock making her scream out his name, telling him what a whore she was and begging for his cum.
As he fixed his eyes on Cheryl's body, especially her amazing 36D tits his cock could take no more. Taking aim he covered yet another of the pics he had of Cheryl.
"Oh fuck yesssssssss, take it Cheryl you slut," he moaned before sitting back and admiring his work. It was yet another cum pic to add to his collection.
Mick was a dirty pervert. He loved wanking and more specifically he loved wanking over Cheryl. He lusted after Cheryl so much, just the thought of her made his cock hard. Unfortunately for Mick, Cheryl was way out of his league. He was 50 years old and looked like the dirty old man you meet in pubs on their own. He had never had a meaningful relationship in his life and the only sex he'd had was what he had paid for.
Mick believed all women were sluts, there to be lusted after and wanked over which is what he spent most of his time doing. He wanked 4-5 times a day at least, most of them involving Cheryl. He had even made dirty, perverted comments to Cheryl at work. Something he had been warned not to do, he was now on his final warning.
Because of this Cheryl hated Mick, as did Craig. The feeling was mutual, there was no man Mick hated more. He wanted to put the arrogant wanker in his place as he strutted around with Cheryl on his arm openly showing their affection for each other.
This was all a pipe dream for Mick, however life was about to play him a very fortunate hand...
CHAPTER THREE
Mick's cock stirred as he eyed Cheryl up and down, his eyes finally resting on Cheryl's tits. He was undressing her with his eyes. He wished she was wearing a more revealing outfit, Cheryl was always business like in the way she dressed, but she still looked stunning. Cheryl felt so exposed, she knew what he was doing and wanted to tell him to fuck off but the last thing she wanted was another confrontation.
Mick's mind wandered, he was thinking of all his dirty wank fantasies. He desperately wanted to bend Cheryl over her desk and fuck her cunt or slide his cock between her succulent tits. All day he struggled to concentrate. By the end of the day he was feeling so horny he had to do something about it. Mick headed to one of his favourite haunts, a tiny cinema in Soho, the red light district of London. The cinema showed graphic porno films and was frequented by dirty men just like Mick.
It was to prove the best decision Mick would ever make.
Mick paid his entrance money and went to sit down, there were nine other men in the cinema all with their cocks out and wanking themselves as they watched the porno on the big screen in front of them. Mick started watching as the horny slut getting fucked screamed out loud. He quickly got hard. Mick took his tiny cock out and started wanking it, imagining the girl on the screen was Cheryl.
Suddenly a sexy figure appeared in front of the screen. She was stunning, 6ft, long black hair, big but firm tits and with distinctive Mediterranean skin. Mick blinked, she had appeared as if from nowhere.
"Well hello guys," she said, there was a quiet mumble from the crowd. "Oh I'm very sorry to shock you but I am about to make this the greatest day of your life."
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Shouted one guy from the audience.
"Oh I don't blame you for being cynical, but I have ten very special necklaces here, one for each of you. Each necklace gives you ultimate power, the ability to alter reality."
"Fuck off," said another guy, "we just want to watch the film."
"Well have it your own way," replied the women as she walked up to me, "but you want to try it don't you Mick?"
"How did you know my name?" Responded Mick, "I've never met you before in my life."
"That is correct but I have special powers Mick, so go on take a necklace and put it on, then try wishing for something you want."
Mick took the necklace guardedly. He was sure this woman was some kind of crank but he had nothing to lose. He put the necklace on and looked at the woman again. He felt rather foolish. "How do I use it?" He asked.
"Just rub the necklace and wish for something, anything you want. Make sure you say it out loud," the woman added.
Mick thought about what to wish for, there was so much but everything escaped him until he looked down at his cock. He smiled to himself. Why not? He thought.
Mick began to rub the necklace, "I wish I had a huge cock that is 12 inches when I'm hard," he said out loud so the whole audience could hear. There was some muffled laughter but then the necklace glowed, Mick looked down and there it was, amazingly he had a 12 inch cock.
"Fuck me," he shouted, "it fucking worked." Mick took hold of his big cock and looked at the woman.
She smiled, "See I told you it would, like I said it has special powers."
All the other guys were crowded around looking at Mick and his newly acquired huge cock.
"But how?" Asked Mick, "and why us?"
"Ah there is a whole under world out there that you don't want to know about, you were chosen because all you guys need a break in life. It is so unfair the way women tease you with their sexy bodies then expect you to act like you aren't looking. Go on, Mick," she added, "go on your way, the power is yours to use and abuse as you wish, I'm sure these other guys are anxious to try these necklaces out for themselves."
"Thank you, thank you, thank you," said Mick uncontrollably. "I will not waste this power, Cheryl is going to get what is coming to her."
With that he left the cinema and walked around London contemplating his newly found power. He decided to have some fun with it, testing out its limits, if indeed it had any limits. He saw two horny 18 year olds walk down the street, "I wish you were dressed as cheerleaders and were lesbian lovers," he said. The necklace glowed and they were each wearing sexy cheerleader outfits walking arm in arm down the road.
Mick continued to change women around him as he went home, sometimes making them lust after guys they would not normally look at, sometimes making them dress like sluts, sometimes making them lesbians. By the time he got home he knew this was no gimmick, the necklace actually worked.
Mick's dirty little mind was in overdrive. He knew exactly what he wanted, he was just struggling to come to terms with the fact he could actually make it happen. He was pretty sure he could make Cheryl lust after him straight away, but that would be too easy and too pain free for Cheryl. After years of being teased by her hot body it was time for revenge. He wanted Cheryl to realise the power he could have over her and probably most of all he wanted to make Craig suffer.
Mick hatched his devious plan. He stripped naked, rushed to his bedroom and got all his pics of Cheryl out. He began wanking his cock, it felt so good. He was so big, his hand pumped his cock hard as he fantasised over fucking Cheryl knowing now it would become reality.
He thought of Cheryl and Craig at home. He had once overheard Cheryl while speaking to one of her friends saying Craig was very big in the trouser department, nine inches he had heard. The thought made him sick, Craig did not deserve a nine inch cock and from tonight he would no longer have it.
Mick rubbed the necklace, "I wish Craig had a tiny cock, only three inches when hard." The necklace glowed. Mick let out a sinister laugh, "that will teach the arrogant git," he said to himself, then he settled down to wank himself off over Cheryl.
CHAPTER FOUR
Craig and Cheryl sat arm in arm at home both oblivious to the events going on that would have such an impact on them. Craig's arms were around Cheryl as she laid back on him.
Cheryl looked back at Craig, "Come on, let's go to bed, I want to make love to you again so much."
Craig stroked Cheryl's hair, "Let's," he said allowing Cheryl to get up and following her up the stairs. They both got ready for bed, Cheryl wearing a sexy bra and knickers while Craig was in his boxers shorts. Cheryl loved Craig in boxers, it showed off his rippling chest. She walked up to him and their lips met. They kissed passionately for what seemed like an eternity, but every kiss was heaven for Cheryl. She finally broke the kiss and stood inches away from Craig.
Slowly Cheryl slipped off her bra and then her knickers. There were no words, there was no need for them. Craig took in Cheryl's unparallelled beauty once again, he could never get tired of her body. He felt that familiar stirring once again and removed his boxer shorts.
It took a double take to realise something was not right. But as Craig looked down he realised his cock was smaller, much smaller.
"What the fuck?" Craig said, struggling to comprehend what was happening.
"Shit Craig, are you alright?" said Cheryl, concerned at the reaction of the love of her life.
