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.
"Twice already today and you're still trying to put on the moves?" Monica said.
"Do you blame me? You are so hot," said Nick.
Monica kissed Nick passionately as he eased his hand from Monica's ass cheek down the back of her shorts, curling his fingers between her legs. She shifted, widening her stance a little to allow Nick to reach deeper. With his wrist on her ass, he rubbed two fingers along the lips of her pussy. Monica returned the favor, sliding a hand down Nick's pants to find his cock already hard and beginning to bulge out from his shorts. She wrapped her fingers around his shaft with gentle pressure. Their kissing continued as they explored each other's bodies eagerly, their hands moving with growing urgency. Monica slid off Nick's shorts to pump his cock faster, while Nick cupped his two middle fingers to drive them in and out of her slit with quick, rhythmic motions. He used this other hand to ease Monica's shorts slowly past her hips, exposing her shapely toned ass from her college days.
They both quickened their pace, each trying to simulate what they really wanted. Nick quickly withdrew his fingers from Monica's body, yanked off her shirt, and moved behind her. He grabbed her tits, squeezed them firmly so she pressed against his chest, and positioned her ass against his newly enlarged penis. Monica moaned softly as Nick rubbed her nipples, and felt his cock squished between her cheeks up to the small of her back. The touch to her full breasts still carried a heightened sensitivity from the previous session. Nick then slid one hand back down to her pussy. Monica moaned as he circled her clit with well practiced motion. Next, he squat down slightly allowing his erection to slide down from her ass, then rise between her legs. She stroked his cock with both hands for a moment before leaning one hand out toward the kitchen counter and used her other hand to guide his member to the entrance wet between her legs. Nick pushed into her without hesitation. Monica moaned as she felt his enormous cock press against her pussy lips and find its way inside. The initial contact was electric, sending shivers through her body. Only a few inches deep, but the impact was profound.
Nick grabbed her hips, as she bent more and slid toward the counter, resting both her elbows on the surface while Nick pushed deep into her.
"Ahh" Nick grunted as he felt her pussy grip his cock.
He drove all the way in. Monica gasped as the full length of his cock filled her. She was still not used to having all 14 inches of him inside her. Nick pulled back slowly, getting ready to thrust back in.
"Are you doing ok?" Nick asked.
"God, yes. It feels so good," Monica said, her voice pausing between words.
"Should I pick up the pace?" Nick asked, worried that his new member might be too large.
"Yes, go for it," Monica said in between breaths.
"Don't hold back. I want you to split me in two," she continued, her voice trembling with anticipation.
"God damn," Nick whispered, shocked by the vulgarity from his usually modest wife.
Nick followed the request and picked up his pace, thrusting into Monica with increased force. She let out a loud, pleasured cry as he drove into her again and again. Wet slapping sounds filled the kitchen as Nick cock stretched Monica out on his way in and she gripped him tight on the way out. She could feel her own orgasm building as she pushed her hips back against his thrusts. Nick's new youth and extra strength added to the power of his movements, slamming into her with growing force. He watched as her ass shook beneath him, ripples pulsing up her body from his hips slapping into them. He could feel her pussy clamping tight around his entire cock, feeling each bump and fold as he slid in and out.
The pleasure was intensifying, but then in a snap it doubled in a sharp pulse of stimulation. It did not stop. Each thrust seemed more sensitive, more stimulating, and overwhelming than before. Nick closed his eyes and threw his head back, surrendering to the overwhelming sensations. Monica's moans grew louder echoing in the room, her breaths coming uneven gasps as the intensity ramped up. Monica stood up and arched her back thrusting her enormous chest into the air, shaking from the sensation. Nick feeling her move put his head into her neck, grabbed both tits, and pumped his hips driving in and out of her with as much speed as possible, his release just moments away. He squeezed her tits hard, sending a shockwave through her body as the tension build to an orgasm.
"I'm cumming," Monica cried, her voice trembling as her body shook with pleasure.
"Me too," Nick said, whispering as he kissed the side of her neck and let his release spill into her.
Even given all they done recently, this was the most intense orgasm they had ever experienced. Nick was overwhelmed with bliss. It was as if his cock had more nerves than before, sending multiple waves of stimulation to his brain. His cock twitched and pulsed as he emptied himself into Monica.
Reaching down to brace himself on the counter, he instead felt Monica's back. Confused, staring at Monica standing in front of him, he brought his hands back up and cupped Monica's breasts again.
