Overview:
The 3rd chapter, still just day one. A normal married couple, find a magic mirror, and accidentally wish into a threesome. MFF
Warning:
This story contains a man with a magically altered penis (more than just enlarged), and magical changes to women's bodies. I won't spoil what the weird stuff is, I don't think it's too crazy. If you are looking for standard love making, or don't like some kinds of body changes, please stop reading now.
Disclaimer:
The following contains explicit erotic scenarios, most of which are not physically possible! All characters are willing consenting adults. All situations are completely fictional, and any perceived connection to any real-life individuals or situations is entirely coincidental.
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Nick gathered ingredients from the fridge while Monica started boiling a pot of water. They worked together making a parmesan chicken pasta dish. As they cooked, their conversation became increasingly playful.
"You're going to burn the chicken if you don't watch it. You're lucky I can cook," Nick teased.
"At least I'm not the one who burned the pizza yesterday," Monica shot back.
"There is probably something wrong with our timer," Nick said, laughing.
They bantered as they finished cooking.
When the food was ready, they sat down, each with a glass of red wine and dug in.
"I still can't believe what we just did. I didn't think any of that was possible. I'm still processing it all," Nick said.
"Did you enjoy everything, or was it too weird?" Nick continued, taking a sip of his wine.
"I think if you told me this morning you wanted to shove your dick in my nipple, I would have laughed in your face. But now that it happened,
I would never say no. It was odd, but in a good way, and damn it felt good," Monica said.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it. I'm looking forward to that again," Nick said.
"I'm just glad I didn't get stuck that way," Monica said.
They enjoyed their meal and chatted about their day. Nick's gaze often lingered on Monica's breasts, which were still 3 cup sizes larger than normal. They stretched out the plain v-neck t-shirt she threw on, making the neck line even lower, turning a casual shirt into a provocative top. Monica often noticed him staring at her chest, but she didn't mind. It was nice to be admired, and she found it amusing how poorly Nick pretended to be looking elsewhere when caught. He could not keep his eyes off of her. Given no bras fit, the shirt was the only thing between him and the wonderful rack before him. He could see a faint outline of her nipples through the fabric, and he could feel his cock stiffen as he imagined ripping open the shirt letting them spill out on to the table. Nick looked at his plate to regain his composure, and kept eating.
When they finished, they collected their dishes and put them in the dishwasher. Nick grabbed Monica's ass while she washed the pots and pans. He kissed her neck and whispered in her ear, "What is your ideal body? What do you find the most attractive?"
"You are what I am attracted to," Monica said.
"Thank you, but I'm no hunk. I'm just an average guy. What would be a better version of me?" Nick asked.
"I'm not sure. I've never thought about it. I didn't think you needed a larger dick, but that was nice," Monica said.
"There you go. What else? Do you like more muscles, taller, a square jaw, more chest hair... less chest hair?" Nick asked.
"Honestly, I thought we were both our best when we first met. I wish we could just go back being us in our 20s," Monica said,
"and sure a muscular chest and arms are hot, but I am not turned on by a bodybuilder," she continued putting a hand on Nick's chest.
Nick flexed his pecks as Monica ran her hand down and felt a new firmness under his shirt. There was more than just that though, his face seemed to soften and his hair was fuller. He was getting younger looking, and it wasn't just him. Monica felt her own body change as well. Her legs firmed and her belly flattened. She felt younger and more energetic. Confused she pulled up Nick's shirt to reveal a six-pack.
"Wait a minute, we changed again, but the mirror is upstairs," Monica said.
"No, it's right over there," Nick said, pointing across the kitchen to where he stashed the mirror facing them.
"You sneaky bastard," Monica said.
"What if I changed you into a different person?" Monica said.
"Hey, I'm down for it if that turns you on," Nick said.
"Well, I like you as you, though the pecs are a nice touch," Monica said as she rubbed her hands over his chest.
"Yeah, and look at you, it's like you're fresh out of college again," Nick said as he grabbed the small of her waist and pulled her closer.
"With a much larger rack," Monica added, as Nick ran his left hand up to the side of her breast and the other down the back of her shorts grabbing her ass.