Newfound Power

Giving up his search, Tom threw the now empty box back onto the bed and went back into the bathroom. Unable to help himself, he spent a few moments admiring himself in the mirror, flexing his new muscles with a huge smile on his face. He had to admit, for just a few hours sleep and a bit of what seemed like magic, the results could have been a lot worse.

After a few more moments of self admiration, he decided it was time to jump in the shower. He started the shower and while the water warmed up, he started to take his jeans off, but quickly found another welcome surprise.

Where previously he had a thin, unimpressive penis, he now had what could only be described as a huge horse cock. He started down in disbelief at his now massive member. While flaccid, it had to be at least six inches in length, and was about as thick as he used to be when he was erect. He couldn't imagine how impressive it would look now.

He climbed into the shower, but still couldn't take his eyes off of his swaying dick. He lathered up some soap and started to scrub himself down as the warm water of the shower cascaded down his body. Inevitably the time came to wash his cock, and he couldn't help but give it a few long strokes as he did, causing it to slowly start to swell in size. He closed his eyes and started to stroke his dick faster and faster.

As he massaged his cock with his hand his mind started to drift to the waitress from the other day. He imagined that she was in the shower with him, drops of water dripping off of her bronzed body while she expertly handled his new cock with both hands, one firmly stroking his shaft while the other gently massaged his balls. He imagined grasping her firm, round tits, his touch causing her beautiful pink lips to gasp.

"Please cum for me baby," he imagined her whispering in his ear. "God I need it so badly."

His hand moved up and down his cock at light speed, trying to coax himself to cum, he closer to orgasm than he thought he had ever been before without actually cumming, but for some reason he couldn't bring himself to finish the job. His cock ached for release but he just couldn't bring himself to finish. In his imagination the waitress was breathing heavily, causing her breasts to rise and fall as she begged and begged for him to finish for her, but he had some sort of metal block stopping him.

Suddenly, the water of the shower turned ice cold, immediately shocking him out of his fantasy. He must have ran out of hot water. Frustrated, he hopped out of the shower and grabbed a towel and began to quickly dry himself off. As he did so he looked down and for the first time saw his new cock in all of its glory. By his estimation it had to be at least thirteen inches long, and the head incredibly wide as well. It was rock hard with large veins running along its sides and the tip throbbed and pulsed gently. Despite being unable to get himself off, he still looked at it and smiled. He couldn't help but feel undeniably manly and strong, his new body and monster cock filling him with a confidence he had never had in himself.

After he had dried off he tried to put his jeans back on, but he couldn't seem to get them buttoned over his cock which still remained rock hard despite him having stopped jerking it a few minutes ago. He left the washroom completely naked and returned to the bedroom. This time he opened up the closet, hoping to maybe find something that he could wear without constricting his member too much. Luckily after about a minute of searching he was able to find a pair of loose sweat pants in the back. He also took out a simple white t-shirt which was a little bit looser than Tom would have liked, but it fit well enough that he could go out in it.

He lounged around the apartment for about fifteen more minutes, waiting for his cock to deflate a bit, and while it shrunk a bit, he could still feel it throbbing in his pants. Realizing that the problem wasn't going to solve itself any time soon Tom decided that he'd take a trip to the Appleton mall and pick himself up some pants that would better fit his new size. Besides, if every erection he had was going to last this long, he couldn't just sit around and wait for it.

He left the apartment and got in his car, driving off in the direction of the mall, but very quickly realized that again he was absolutely starving. He definitely wasn't feeling fast food, so the malls food court was probably going to be out of the question and he didn't really know what restaurants were good in the city. Almost instantly his mind went to Sandy's Diner, his burger had actually been pretty good and a fair price so he figured he'd just go there and get the same thing. So after driving for a few minutes, he pulled into the same spot that he had yesterday.

As he got out of the car, he had to admit to himself that while the food was good, a part of him probably wanted to come back so that he could show off his new much improved appearance to the waitress from the other day. He figured that now he'd easily be able to get her attention, and it'd probably be worth a laugh to see her reaction.

He walked in and sat down in the same booth as yesterday, but this time instead of absentmindedly staring out the window, he watched the dining room waiting for his server. After a few minutes of waiting, he saw her walk out from the kitchen area with two plates of food for a family on the other end of the diner. This time she had her hair tied in a loose pony tail behind her, and was wearing black pants instead of the skirt from yesterday. Obviously the pant legs hid her legs themselves, but Tom couldn't help but notice as she bent over to hand over one of the plates that her pants clearly outlined a firm ass that Tom guessed you could bounce a penny off of.

After finishing with the family she turned and started walking towards Tom's booth before she stopped in her tracks. Tom looked up and watched as her expression went from impressed, to disbelief to surprise before she started to walk back over.

"Got her," Tom whispered under his breath as he let out a short chuckle before she got to his booth. "Hi there, remember me?"

"Uh yeah, you're the burger and fry guy from yesterday," She replied nervously, having difficulty making eye contact.

"Yeah, the guy you were kind of a bitch too, that's me," Tom said to her, unable to hide a wide grin.

"Yeah... sorry about that, I definitely shouldn't have treated you like that," she said quietly as her brown eyes slowly looked Tom up and down.

Her demeanour had completely changed from the day before. Where yesterday she had been icy and cold, she was now like a anxious little girl being scolded by her dad. Tom had figured she'd act a little differently towards him now, but he could definitely sense something was different about her. She had a strange look in her eyes that wasn't embarrassment, or even attraction. It was something different that Tom couldn't quite place.

"Oh its okay," Tom told her, hoping to put her at ease a bit. "I bet a hot thing like you probably gets guys staring at her all the time, must get annoying after awhile."

"Oh thanks," she answered back, a bit of blush coming out on her face. "You definitely clean up pretty nice yourself, you probably have your fair share of girls to choose from."

Now that the conversation had relaxed a bit, Tom could tell she was getting a bit more comfortable, even a little flirty. She was smiling, laughing and by watching her eyes he could tell that she was taking him in. Feeling bold, Tom shifted in the booth and turned him body around so that he was facing her almost head on, with his legs slightly parted. Almost immediately her eyes dropped down, resting on his impressive bulge.

Her reaction was almost instant. Her eyes were locked on his crotch and she subtly bit her soft lips. Her right hand held her notepad and pen for taking orders while he left hand absentmindedly went to her breast, her fingers moving ever so slightly across it. Tom even noticed her slightly shifting her weight from one leg to the other with her legs pushed slightly together. Tom's already wide grin turned cocky as he knew he had her right where he wanted her.

"So can I get the burger and fries again?" Tom asked her after letting her stare for a few moments.

"Uh... yeah definitely," she answered, quickly snapping out of her trance. "Sorry."

"Haha, don't worry about it," Tom said shifting back to his sitting position. She was just about to walk away from the table when he decided to push his luck and add. "Can't blame a hot girl like you for drooling over a big cock like mine."

Slightly embarrassed she looked at him wide eyed before rushing off to the kitchen. Tom on the other hand, was impressed with how well that exchange had went. He had coming in hoping to just rattle her a little bit and get a laugh out of embarrassing her a bit, but their conversation had become incredibly sexually charged. She had run off looking like she was about to cream herself where she stood, and now Tom's bloated cock had went from slightly swollen to full on rock hard. His poor cock was visibly throbbing under his pants, and his ball were starting to ache from arousal. While his new package was a blessing, he was starting to feel the downside as well. He was going to have to find some sort of release soon or he was going to go insane.

About ten minutes later, the waitress returned with Tom's meal. Very quickly he noticed that she had unbuttoned the top few buttons of her blouse, revealing just a hint of her tanned chest down to the top of her cleavage. Almost instantly his mind jumped to his fantasy of her in the shower, little droplets of water forming across her collarbone, each one rolling down onto her round breasts as she laboriously works his cock with her hands. He can picture her on her knees in front of him as his monster cock showers her with his cum. More than that he wanted to bend her over and force himself into her, he wanted to make her beg for his cock. He needed to fuck her.

"Anything else I can do for you today?" she asked him, her eyes looking at him expectantly.

"Yeah actually, there is," Tom answered, thinking fast. "You see, I'm new around here, and don't really know anywhere to go eat but here. I'd love it if tonight you could show me somewhere else to try. Say when you get off work?"

"Of course!' She answered instantly, her eagerness even taking her by surprise. "I get off work at six, but I'll have to go home first, change and clean myself up a bit first, so pick me up a little later?"

"Yeah sure," Tom replied. "Seven-thirty sound good to you?"

"Yeah that'd be great!," she said smiling. "I can't wait."

"Good, good," Tom said, nodding his head. "Oh my name's Tom by the way."

"Well Tom, I'm Kayla," she told him. "Good to meet you."

The two of them exchanged phone numbers and Tom made sure to get her address before finishing his meal in relative silence. He ate quickly, but he couldn't really enjoy his meal as his mind was one hundred percent focused on the throbbing emitting from his crotch. He had never been more aroused in his entire life. All he could think about was taking Kayla, throwing her over a table and fucking her brains out, and he knew that was all he'd be able to think about the whole night.

After finishing his meal, Tom still had a couple hours to kill, so he went to the mall. He spent about an hour and a half there, going from store to store to find some well fitting clothes for himself. He did notice as he walked around that a lot of people were watching him attentively. All the attention probably would have made him uncomfortable a few days ago, he was never a fan of having people looking at him, but now he embraced it. Instead of walking quickly and with a slouch, he walked with a slow gait, his large bulge drawing a lot of attention from both the female and male patrons of the mall. Most of the men seemed intimidated, none of them making eye contact with him, while the females seemed to have that same expectant look in their eyes that Kayla had at the diner.

Eventually he ended up leaving with a couple T-shirts, some button up dress shirts, a few pairs of new jeans and a nice black suit to wear out with Kayla that night. He had spent a bit more than he had intended to, but what the hell, he was set to inherit ten thousand dollars in a week or two, he could spend a little money. Unfortunately, all the attention at the mall had done nothing to relieve him from his constant state of arousal. It had been over three hours since he had initially started to jerk off in the shower, and he had spent the whole time with his cock at varying states of hardness.

He returned to the apartment around four-thirty and spent the next half hour putting away his newly bought clothes, as well as digging through what he had packed for his trip finding out what still fit him, which ended up being not that much. With about two hours left to waste before he left to meet Kayla, Tom decided to relax for awhile. He took his pants and shirt off, leaving him naked and he sat down on the sofa in the living room. He grasped his cock with his hand and started beating it, hoping that he could get some relief before his date, but he had no luck at all. It was still throbbing and aching, the head of his cock was even starting to turn a bright purple from the blood pumping into it. If the problem wasn't fixed soon, Tom resolved that he'd take a trip to the doctor and explain what had happened with the ring the night before, no matter how unbelievable it was. Up until now the effects had been largely positive, but he definitely didn't want to live with an aching thirteen inch monster in his pants if he didn't have too.

At long last, the time came to meet Kayla at her home. He showered quickly and threw his suit on before jumping in the car and driving off to her house. It turned out that she wasn't too far away from the apartment building at all, just a quick five minute drive across the college campus to the other side, leading Tom to guess that she must be a student at the school herself since she was so close by.

He pulled up to a small red house. It was a cute little place in a neighbourhood filled with small houses that looked pretty similar. Tom imagined that they had to be pretty popular places for students to rent out with a few roommates. He parked on the side of the road in front of the house, checked his hair for a quick moment before walking up to the door. He rang the doorbell a few times, but didn't hear anything and got no answer at the door, so he then opted to knock on the door a couple times.

"The door's unlocked, come right in!" came Kayla's voice from inside the house.

Following her instructions, he walked on in. Passed the door Tom found himself immediately inside the living room. There was a large dark blue sofa in the middle of the floor facing a nice flat screen television. On each side of the sofa were matching chairs, as well as a couple end tables placed strategically around the room, with a large glass coffee table in the middle of the room. To the right of the door was a half wall which separated the living room from the kitchen and a small dining area.

"I'll be out in a few minutes, make yourself comfortable!" Tom heard coming from the far end of the room. It seemed that the hallway connected to the far side of the house and led down to the bedrooms.

Tom didn't have to wait long. He had just sat down in one of the chairs in the living room when Kayla walked down the hallway and into the room herself. Tom had thought he was aroused before, but nothing could prepare him for the rush of blood to his cock when he laid his eyes on Kayla. She wore a bright red dress that fit to her form perfectly, and it had a deep plunge in the front that showed off the sides of her round breasts. On her feet she had matching red heels which accentuated her already thin, toned legs. Her bronze skin had an almost soft glow to it, and her brown eyes had a steamy glint to them that would make any man fall to his knees.

"Do I look good enough for you?" She asked, spinning around slowly, showing herself off.

Tom walked over to her slowly, not saying a word. He reached out with one hand, placing it on the small of her back and pulled her towards him in one swift motion. His hand moved down slowly finally resting on her ass after a moment or two. A soft squeeze of her ass elicits a quiet sigh from her lips.

"You look fucking incredible," Tom told her as he tighten his grip on her. "Your ass is amazing."

"I'm glad you like it," she said, not taking her eyes off of him. "So we should probably get going to dinner."

Tom was just about to agree and lead her out the door when he could feel something primal inside of him. Instead of letting her go, he squeezed her ass harder with his left hand while he took her hand with his right hand and brought it to his cock, placing her hand against his dick, making her feel its throbbing through his pants, causing her to gasp.

"Is that..." she began to ask, but her voice trailed off as she looked in Tom's eyes.

"You made me like this," Tom told her. "We're not going out for dinner. In fact I think we're going to be staying right where we are."

Tom took his hand off of hers and immediately she started to press her palm against his rod, moving it up and down and slowly feeling his incredible length. At the same time, Tom moved his hand down from her ass, running it along her thigh before quickly hiking up the dress itself, allowing him to grasp her bare leg. With his free hand, Tom moved upwards to her breast, giving it a rough squeeze. Most of it was covered with the thin fabric of her dress, causing only his fingertips to run across the bare skin of her cleavage.

"Ooooh god," she cooed silently as Tom manhandled her. "Your touch feels so good."

Kayla closed her eyes and tilted her head back, giving Tom full reign over her body, which he took full advantage off. His groping of her became more and more aggressive, which in turn aroused her more and more. Unable to contain herself, she moved her hand away from his cock and instead used it to steady herself against him as he pushed her hips closer to him, gyrating against his crotch in an attempt to rub her now wet pussy against his covered dick.

The two of them stayed like that for a few minutes, desperately humping against each other like dogs in heat. Kayla was completely lost in arousal over him. The feeling of him roughly handling her body while she felt his throbbing cock through the material of his pants and her dress overwhelmed her in a way she had never felt before. She was content to stand there for hours letting him grope at her however he pleased.

Tom on the other hand, was not feeling as patient. The feeling of her bare skin against his hands as well as her gyrations against him was causing his cock to strain against the fabric of his pants, begging to get out. He looked down at her with her head tilted back, near silent moans escaping her lips and he knew that she was his for the taking. The young woman was so wound up that Tom knew she would do whatever he commanded. Feeling incredibly bold, he brought his hand away from her ass, before bringing it down hard with a loud smack that echoed throughout the room. Immediately Kayla's eyes shot open and she stopped humping against him.

"Take off your dress," Tom commanded her loudly. "I want to see that hot body of yours."

Without a word, Kayla took a few steps back from him and immediately her hands shot up her back, quickly finding the zipper for her dress and pulling it down in one swift motion. Her dress dropped to the floor almost instantly and as Tom had ordered, she stood before him almost completely nude, the only thing remaining being her bright red thong, which matched the colour of her heels perfectly.