[Features: SPH, stud to dud, harem reversal]
Narrator: [We start our story where we last left off. McStud, having saved an old lady from certain death, was gifted the ring of endowment, turning his pint sized 5 inch pecker to a whopping 11 inch packer, complete with the stamina to match. Using this great power, he did the 'responsible' thing: gathering a harem of women who are more size obsessed than astrologists debating pluto. The soonest conquest to be the captain of the cheerleaders herself, but his journey might take an unexpected turn...]
It had finally happened. I was finally going to get with the captain of the cheerleader squad herself. Blond hair, slim body, and mega sized double DD's for days. It's all thanks to this ring giving me whatever size I can imagine and I couldn't imagine losing it. But will it be enough? I've heard of how demanding she can be. But also... is this truly my maximum length and stride? Is this my limit? Can I go further, beyond?
It's with these thoughts that have led me to a temporary stop at the bathroom. A quick take off of the ring reverts me back to my poor original self. 5 inches, average stamina and the balls to match. No, no I can do better. I put on the ring again and imagine it, imagine the absolute best I can be. A 14 inch cock, coke can thick dick sways down. Orange sized balls with the ability to unleash super soaker stopping force erupt. Absolute orgasm control fills you. You're ready.
Cindy (cheerleader): "You took quite a while in there, what were you..."
Her eyes stop as she sees my monster cock.
You: "I was just unleashing the beast. You ready for a night you'll never forget?"
Cindy (cheerleader): "You're twice as big as an above average man! Will, will that even fit inside me?!
You smirk
You: "There's only one way to find out."
Cindy is already naked but she's visually wet as you lean in and get on top. Even before you sink into her fully, you feel her grip tighten around. Arm's, leg's, pussy, she's gripping in every way that matters as you begin to utterly wreck her. You slam into her with the force of a raging typhoon, shocking yourself briefly and smirking at how well you're doing. You can already feel her panting, moaning, screaming below you as you chug and chug through her, again and again. You realize in this moment something that only seems obvious in hindsight.
You are a god of sex itself.
Strangely though, even through your absolute orgasm control, you feel like you need to cum already. To the point you even have to use the ring to suppress and it's glow seems to be...diminishing. You continue to pound the ever living hell out of Cindy the Cheerleader, feeling her arms grip around you, pulling you in, as she yells in your face.
Cindy (cheerleader): "Harder! Fuck me harder daddy! More! More! Ahhhh!"
You: "Gladly." smirk
You continue to rail her, smash her, fuck her, and...already? Again? You shove down the urge with the ring another time and it continues to diminish in glow a bit. Slightly annoying but your transformation into a Sex God must just be that powerful to maintain. You continue, and continue, and continue, the ring needing a few more good uses.
The sweat, the heat, the pure kinetic force roars all around you and throughout you. Cindy has gone from moaning, to screaming, to practically purring and drooling as her eyes roll back into her head and she slowly seems like she might pass out soon. Uh, oops? Might be time to finish, so with a great big urge, you do what your balls have been asking from you for the last 2 hours.
You unleash.
You feel it, the pleasure is absolutely unimaginable, the results straight out of a hentai, as all that liquid shoots out of you like a fire hose. You feel yourself fill her up completely and even when you decide to pull out afterwards, you soak her in your cum with what must be a quarter of a gallon of the stuff at least. Now you know how cindy must feel because you soon find yourself falling asleep among the wet blankets and the beautiful big tittied and soaked cheerleader.
The ring hums one final time as you fall asleep.
Dawn of the first day
You wake up on crusty sheets.
You: "ughh, alright, lesson learned. No overdoing the balls next time, this is just gross."
With that you open your eyes and look around and immediately notice a problem. The ring...the ring...
The ring has shattered.
Lightning, dun dun dun
You: "What happened?!"
But oh no, it doesn't stop there. To make matters worse, your body feels all wrong. You look at your cock, your tiny, tiny, tiny cock and with horrible fear gripping you, realize you woke up with morning wood. You must be 3 inches! With tiny balls to match.
You: And if my endurance matches...oh my god
You genuinely, Genuinely, can't imagine how this could get worse. Then the door opens.
Shower sounds
Cindy (cheerleader): "You really did a number on me yesterday! I've still got the shower running if you want to.....use..........it."
She stares at your tiny cock and balls.
You stare at her.
Cindy keeps staring at your cock and balls.
You stare at her.
Finally, with dawning realization, you see the moment it all settles. You feel a sinking sensation as you see her mouth twitch and suddenly...
Cindy (cheerleader): "BWHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"
You feel heat rise to your face and embarrassment engulf you completely. Why did you have to push the limits?!
Cindy (cheerleader): "Bwhaha, hahaha, ah, ha, ahaha. W-What happened to your dick?! Hahaha."
You: "The ring broke!"
Cindy (cheerleader): "What ring?"
You freeze. You suddenly realize you might not have ever told anyone about your magical dick enhancing ring and some women might, perhaps, for reasons unknown, frown upon that. Maybe something along the lines of lying and using boosting and not sharing that your dick is at least partially made of magic.
Cindy had never been bright, in fact, with her blond hair, blue eyes, peppy personality, massive DD's, and usual thought process, a bimbo would not have been an inaccurate description. To be honest, it would be the only real description if you weren't overly blind. But even she could put two and two together, sometimes, rarely.
Cindy (cheerleader): "Your magic ring broke and now you have a small dick!"
Truly, the fact that she had not only jumped to magic as her conclusion but had also been right is most likely some weird double inverse miracle that will resound throughout the ages.
Cindy, naked, slowly drew closer to your dick and poked it.
You: "ahh! Don't, don't do that!"
Cindy (cheerleader): "huh? Why not?"
Cindy, not at all caring about the answer, grabbed your dick and squeezed. A light touch, usually easily bypassed or resisted, suddenly felt like you were so sensitive that it physically hurt.
You: "Ahhh!"
Cindy (cheerleader): "Hm, if I rub it, will it get bigger like before?"
Cindy went and tried and before you could stop her, it felt like your dick was on fire. A burning passionate fire of which there was only one real avenue. In moments, before you could do anything more, you couldn't hold it and...squirted.
A terror, an absolute, incredible, awful terror grips you to your hear and core, embarrassment following right behind it in a vice grip, as you realize exactly what's about to happen.
Cindy (cheerleader): "BWHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! You're a one pump chump! You didn't even last 15 seconds from a hand job! Bwahahahaha!"
It burns! The shame! The absolute humanity of it all! Why, why god why! What did you do to deserve this! Is this hubris?!
You: "It's not, it's not that bad! I'm sure, I'm sure that I've still got the endurance to last!"
Cindy (cheerleader): "I don't know.... You're pretty tiny, which I guess is kinda cute, maybe, but if you can't even last a little while....."
No! NO! How could this be happening?
You: "I can last!"
Cindy (cheerleader): "Well, okay then! Let's give it a try!"
Give it a try?
Before anything else can flood your thoughts, cindy is suddenly on top of you and as you feel her slide herself on top of you, you try, you try so hard to resist cumming...and fail.
Cindy (cheerleader): "Is it even in yet? Wait, I think I can kinda feel it. Like a tootsie roll."
OH the shame. OH the shame. Truly, you understand why people compare embarrassment to burning, because you can't imagine anything else hurting as much as this. Nothing could possibly feel any worse than this!
You would think back to those exact words in the following hours and struggle to decide if you were right or wrong.
Cindy (cheerleader): "Well, alright! Let's get started!"
You: "But wait, I've already cum. Twi-"
Those would be your last words for a while, as anything else came out as an incomprehensible mess. You had cum, you had. Unleashed your splatter into the world. But it had been tiny both times. And with cindy concentrating on just trying to feel your small dick...she hadn't noticed the 2nd time.
Cindy started to bounce up and down, really working it, trying her best to feel it and you kept cumming. Over and over and over again. It hurt, it hurt a lot, but in the same way too much good of anything hurts. It also felt amazing and embarrassing and you were paralyzed, you could barely move and all that came out of your mouth...
You: "bllaerggg, mmmm, ssstttuuhhppp"
Cindy (cheerleader): "I think I'm starting to feel wet down there!"
Terror and horror were quickly becoming old friends to you, with a heavy mix of shame, as you realize cindy was still her same old, never wanting to stop, self. So she didn't. It was pure, unending torture. Over and over and over and over again. You had become a fun toy to bounce on. After 10 minutes, you, blessfully, finally, blacked out. Eventually, you blearily opened your eyes to see cindy dressed and walking towards the door.
Cindy (cheerleader): "Sorry McStud, but, if you can't even last a few hours without mind breaking and passing out, we just can't be together. You have no endurance! They should call you McDud."
As she walked out, you passed out again, laying in your own cum, shame, pleasure, and embarrassment.
Night of the first day
Terrible. Just terrible. What an absolutely horrible, horrible day. If you could just find the old lady that gave you the ring, she could fix all of this! But, she was just a random old lady. Who knows how you could even find her again?! A pointless and hopeless desire.
Instead of that, you decided to go to your next most recent harem member, alice. Alice was always a bit cold...but surely, she'll help soothe your soul right? Her ahegao face during time's of passion were just amazing. And she'd never laugh at you! You actually don't think she'd ever laugh at all really...
As you head to the library, you see alice inside. She's always been a little cold, and the very prim and proper sort. Classic librarian look, dark hair, glasses, even now she's reading. That is, until she see's you.