Hey guys, it’s Alec again! Sorry for taking over the blog again but I had to share this with you. I still can’t believe I got so lucky. Usually it’s just one loner at a time but... oops, sorry, I’m getting ahead of myself. Let’s start from the beginning.
A week ago I was piloting a mid-tier flight from Berlin to Shanghai but, because of all the stuff going on in Wuhan, the plane was mostly empty. There was a large stag-do close to the cabin, maybe twenty or thirty guys, all a little tipsy and most of them my type, but sadly they all dropped off at one of our stopovers. Once they stepped out, it was barely ten people in the entire flight, cabin crew included.
During a little break I had, I wandered down the aisle and was greeted by a most beautiful view. Three friends (or at least I assumed they were friends), dozing on each other’s shoulders, with no one else in the neighbouring seats paying them any attention. What a wonderful treat!
I didn’t think it twice. I charmed them with a subtle wave of my hand, glanced over my shoulder to ensure everyone else was either asleep or distracted, and then headed for the tail bathroom. Half a minute later the first one appeared.
He was youngish, perhaps in his early twenties, with a dopey smile that, I was sure, was already there before I even charmed him. He knowingly left the door unlocked before he started making out with me, his tongue tasting of mints and coke.
As his kisses travelled down my neck, I saw the door open again and my second plaything arrived. He was slightly taller than his friend, with black thick-rimmed glasses and a much more peacocking hairstyle. Unable to reach my lips, his friend already standing in front of me, he pushed himself around the small bathroom and settled behind me, where he started kissing the back of my neck, his hands enveloping my torso and exploring my nipples over my pilot shirt.
We had all started taking our clothes off by the time the third friend walked into the booth, shutting and locking the door behind him. He was the tallest of the three, with a humble moustache and short hair. As soon as he saw us, he started removing his own clothes, not wanting to be left behind.
Once we were all in our birthing suits, I positioned them according to what I had planned for each of them. I had spent some time, whilst we all made out and grabbed at every inch of each other’s bodies, thinking about what I would be doing with each of them. Obviously I couldn’t turn them all into a single pair of briefs. Even if it was tradition for me, it would be a waste to use three full bodies on one single item. Then I thought I could just turn them into three separate briefs, but where was the fun in that? No, I wanted something a little bit more... exciting.
Friend number one with the dopey smile went down to work on my cock, slowly teasing the tip before swallowing it whole; friend number two with the cute haircut bit my butt cheeks gently before parting them and diving with his tongue into my hole; and friend number three, the tallest of the bunch, stayed standing, kissing and worshipping me, waiting for his turn.
Number three suddenly stopped to look down at number one, mesmerised by his changes. One’s lips had fused with the base of my shaft, and the rest of his body mass was slowly pulling towards his head, which had lost most of its definition and now looked like a blob of phallic flesh. Despite my mind-controlling charm, three had an original thought: he went down on his knees and started licking his former friend. Nerve connections had obviously been established between my soon-to-be cock and myself as I could feel three’s wet tongue in all its glory.
I glanced back at two and found very little of him left. Most of his upper body had been absorbed into my ass, and what was left would not take too long to go.
As both one and two reached the end of their transformations, I felt an imminent orgasm building up in my engorged balls. Three diligently set himself in front of me, ready for what was to come. I wondered whether his true self was actually enjoying all this, whether he actually wanted it. I decided to take a chance and remove my charm a little earlier than usual.
With his self-control restored, he moved closer to my new, oversized cock - his former friend. Then, he glanced up at me. “Please” he whispered, “please, I want... I want it too.”
“Oh pet, don’t you worry” I lulled as a placed my twitching cock in his mouth, “you’re staying with your friends.” And with that I felt myself tipping over the edge. Cum erupted from my cock into three’s welcoming throat, and as soon as it made contact with his flesh, his own changes began.
His dark skin became pale and textured, the white hue starting at his lips and travelling over the rest of his body, taking with it every feature: his eyes, his hair, his chin... On his own accord, he wrapped his arms around my hips and grabbed my now humongous ass, holding tight onto the cheeks that were once his other friend. Before his cock flattened and turned into polyester, he came all over the floor, which I took as a sign that he was enjoying the process.
Finally, ten minutes into my break, I stood there. Alone, but not quite. Sporting three good friends that would now spend their lives together. And hell, I looked good!