Genie of the penie

by IamYurNayboor

Hotel cleaner Franz encounters an unexpectedly-shaped genie who needs his help.

Franz didn’t want to believe the three cleaning staff for this wing of the hotel had gotten so blitzed from the holiday revels they were still in ER. They were absolutely short staff and very unlikely Krona and his staff would make it here in time as they were kicking butt to try to get their wing ready. He told the clerk he’d clean the rooms and supply them, as two of the rooms were the last equipped for the three 8-foot-tall tennis players scheduled to come in tonight.

Backing in with the cart and supplies through the open door he hit the light as the door closed. This was the room requested by several college students. From the complaints of the occupants on either side they must have been watching the last round of games from all the loud shouts and groans and wall banging.

Honestly Franz was surprised not to see cans of beer or even a keg at the entryway. He expected to see the bathroom a mess. Other than used towels laying on floor and a wet shower area it wasn’t bad. There wasn’t even wet carpet outside the door. Looking down the narrow hall of the room there was a pile of clothing. His mind started to fill in the blanks. Franz listened for breathing and heard nothing except the ventilation system in the background.

He called out. There was no response to his calls. He reached for his radio ready to press the button as he rounded the corner.

He slipped on something squishy, stumbled, caught himself from falling but dropped the radio. Reaching the desk next to the display screen he turned on the light expecting to see bodies. Franz stopped breathing and stared, his mind blank.

Across the bed was what looked like an enormous uncut penis laying diagonally across special California king size bed. The enormous glans alone stretched from the edge of the bed to the floor. It had to be almost wide as his broad shoulders and nearly three feet in length. The veiny foreskin revealingly hugged the glans. Beyond that the cock draped like a long bunched heavy duvet almost to the display screen across from the bed. That was what he had stepped on. The shaft was wider than Franz’s narrow waist and arched down over at the other end of the bed. It, too, was crisscrossed with pipe sized veins but multi-colored hair got longer and more dense at the far end where it disappeared.

Going around the bed Franz discovered a loose scrotum on the floor, spread out to the bed’s length. Where the shaft and scrotum met the hair tangled there was longer than his forearm and dense but thinned out immediately after, with two orbs each larger than the bathroom sink. One in its baggy sack laying against the bed the other ginormous ovid shape in the other half of the bag leaning partially in the open nightstand.

The shocked man expected to see a human attached, but it simply ended with a large area of bare skin.

Had it been real and working, he rationalized there would have been at least spooge covering the floor at minimum if not seeping under the entryway door. Obnoxious frat kids! Stupid me, I wonder if they left cameras to make a video of the cleaning staffers’ reactions? He looked around for tell-tale signs of being videotaped. He smiled at the ceiling vents, the most likely place. Relieved at his conclusion out of curiosity and half imagining how intense it would be to have such a tool Franz put his hand on the ‘fake’ flaccid cock to pat it.

“Help! I’m a genie in the form of a cock!”

The man stumbled backwards falling on his butt, his mouth open and eyes wide. He had imagined it, he must have. “Hey genie, if you just spoke to me, do some magic!” Nothing happened. Gosh I’m letting my imagination go wild, he thought. Freaky how that felt so life like. I wonder if they inflated this with water...but it was warm...they must have left right before I came in. Touching it again…

“Please don’t remove your hand, my magic is limited! I won’t hurt you! Touch is the only way I can speak with you.”

What in blazes! Franz removed his hand, then slowly touched the enormous cock again. “How did you get here? A dick genie? Never heard of anything like that. Why did the guys dump you here!?”

“The long story or the short story? How I got here or how I became a dick genie? I’m good for one question at a time.”

“How did you get here in this room? The short story please.”

“Angus Symthewife, one of the men in the university fraternity, encountered me while doing an anthropology project. He and several of his frat brothers misused me and not knowing the rules, made a wish that freed me to send them back to their house with no memory of me, living as they did before, allowing me to find a new master.”

“That’s the help you need? A new master?”

“Well, in part… I need help to actually send them back. I’m not normally this huge flaccid. All five of them were humping my pisshole, force feeding me, at the same time making a wish to have a larger dick than they had wished for all the previous times and make me their slave for eternity. I could have done the first part but the second part of their wish broke the laws the Maker of all possibilities constrained me with. They were heedless of my warning and tried to mutilate me while joined to me. This freed me to interpret a safer wish of their words. For the moment they have no awareness, but they’ve merged into my body. All 980 pounds more or less of them is for the moment is me. If you help me send them back, they will be less able to harm anyone and they will be what they were before they immersed themselves in dreams of ‘grandeur.’”

“Genie, I know not all frat guys are cruel, but I’ve read some pretty heinous things humans have done.”

“Their desire to gain respect grew out of proportion with peer pressure reinforcing their immaturity. Each of them kept egging on the other for extreme wishes. Without such power most of them will develop healthier respect for others.”

“Uhh... what would stop me from becoming like them if I become your... ‘Master?’”

“That’s never a guarantee. You have experienced limitations and have respect for them. I can’t see all things, but that I can see. I need your help.”

“Once the guys are gone, can I wish you some other place?”

“I can’t zap from place to place. That is outside of my normal abilities and range.”

“Can you become small enough I can move you to a non-public space?”

“You have a car? I can ride in the trunk, although I prefer the back seat.”

“I’ve got a cheap tiny electric car that hardly has a back seat. Maybe I can recline the passenger seat and cover you up if you get small enough. Gosh...I forgot where I was... okay... I’ve got to clean this and several other rooms. I’ll move you during the time I take lunch... about 90 minutes from now. My home is 50 minutes from here. I’ll tell Mortimer at desk I have to take an extended break. So... What do I have to do to? Rub you three times and wish them gone?”

“Completely undress and hump against my bare spot by the scrotum and penis.”

“Say what!?”

“I promise by the Maker of All you won’t have me hanging off of you, unless that is something you wish for. That’s the only way I can send them back... There will be no sign they were ever here. Once you help me you will be my new master, however humanly long you want that to be. It doesn’t have to be forever.”

“Are there perks to being your... Master? I don’t like the master servant thing. How about me saying are there perks to being your... employer!”

“I can change your own junk to what you request, enhance your ability to experience pleasure, change your body within parameters and a few other minor things, plus I can zap you from where I am to many places you desire. Kind of embarrassing really for a genie, being so limited, but that is a story for after you become my master,.. employer!?... Also periodically I do need to be recharged.”

“Like plugged into the wall socket?”

“No, I need the ejaculate of my master.”

“Uh.. well... oh.. That’s why the guys were doing you. Must be feeding you grants wishes.”

Rolling his eyes Franz started unbuttoning his shirt... “I hope I don’t regret this...”

Before Franz could get his pants down, he could feel his cock sliding along his briefs, throbbing with pleasure. Even as a semi it was becoming quite obvious. He started to unzip his pants and stopped. His heart rate had increased along with his breathing. He placed hand on the soft dong laying across the mattress once more.

“How long will this take? I can’t keep my job if I can’t do my work. And one other thing, Genie, if you get hard and grow, and I’m guessing you’ll hit the display, the wall and maybe the ceiling. This can’t take too long, okay?”

“One question at a time.”

“Okay, the first question.”

“The shortest time it’s taken you to go from completely flaccid to orgasming is how long it will take to return the guys to their frat house.”

“I’ve gone from completely limp to rock hard and shooting in... less than five minutes, but that’s when it’s been several days without release. What about my second concern, you might get bigger and messier. Do you have magic for that?”

“Yes. I can grow into a sidereal world, since that sounds like what you are requesting. It will look like half of me just faded away. My ball sack and shaft closest to you will stay in this plane. To return the students unnoticed, synch their timelines and avoid questions, it’s best you start humping me now. It will be okay and if you choose to you can... end being my master after you send them back, although I hope you won’t do so.”

“Uhmmmm…” Franz could feel his face warm with embarrassment. “I am afraid I may have trouble reaching the spot without stepping on you.”

“Leave your hand on me, my employer, and imagine where you want my scrotum to move.”

Scrotum skin roiled and shifted making a path to where the sack and shaft met.

“Gosh, like parting the Red Sea! Gimme a moment to finish getting the rest of my clothes off.”

To himself he thought: Seeing the dick from here, that mushroom dickhead looks hugely out of proportion. It could make the Liberty Bell embarrassed. ...So review: I frot the bare spot, maybe even, likely, splooge. The genie absorbs it, I’m guessing it shrinks to a size I can carry or get on a cart. The frat guys and their clothes and such are returned without anyone remembering the dorks they were. I finish organizing and preparing this room, take dick home during break, get back by early afternoon, finish the shift, pick up groceries, go back home and figure out from there what to do with... a genie, who is a cock. ...Weirdo me... do I want to take him home? What choice do I have? I’ve got to get the dick and the guys out of here. Gosh I’ll probably never get the chance again, but I wish I knew what it was like even for a moment to have a cock like that and unload... Oh well.

Out loud he said, “Okay, guys, we are sending you home!”

Feeling somewhat secure with the change in his planned schedule, Franz took a shaky breath, and with a crooked grin ran his fingers through the dense forest of long hair at the base of the shaft and ground his own 7 inch broad cock and low hanging balls against the bare spot. His eyes glazed over and a tear ran down his face, his mouth hung slack for a moment, then mouthed a silent Oh!

“OooooUuuuhnnnn...” he moaned as his eyes rolled up until only white showed. He pushed dick, balls and taint up tight against the cock spot wide as his entire waist. His eyes closed. He was squatting like a sumo wrestler, legs wide, to reach it the spot. Pushing, straining, rocking forward, it didn’t feel like he was pushing against a mountain of cock, but sliding against a silken bedspread. He was just barely rocking, flexing his sheathed dickhead against the surface. Almost blind with pleasure he opened his eyes and peered at what he had understood was the genie. He could barely form coherent thoughts but knew at this moment the mammoth penis draped across the bed was his and it was feeling Good. By the third push pleasure was swelling bigger, larger. Involuntary he flexed and felt his glans lift off the carpeting his skin drag along he carpet, tickling it.

“Uuuhhh…” Another spasm swelled the glans tighter in the skin tube. Feeling skin glide as he pulled back and his dick lengthening was better than any orgasm he’d ever had. The sliding felt wet. He had to be filling his chute with precum. The wetness was ramping up every nerve in his expanding pole. His left ball rolled off of the nightstand, hitting the floor, as his scrotum drew both massive man juice makers together, causing a surge of exquisitely painfully pleasure.

“Aaaarghh!” he growled, deep and guttural. The giant cock surged forward covering the distance against the wall and the screen. Pinching and feeling sharp corners of the monitor stand, Franz squinted his eyes. The genie, his cock, his own magic cock was huge. The shaft was fully the width of his shoulders and trying to grow longer . The glans was stretching longer than before and swelled wider than the shaft. He was straddling his monster. Spread out behind him in loose skin folds, testicles rolled and moved in the nutsack. Veins pulsed on his shaft the thickest forearm wide fully engorged. The bed supported the monster but the organ off of the mattresses was just above the floor and rising, foreskin dragging along the carpet becoming shorter as it filled with cockhead. Fully a third longer than the bed and lengthening still, it had to be over 20 feet long.

The man was lost in a bliss of ecstasy, hardly aware of anything but the growing fullness in his cock and balls and pleasure off the charts. Suddenly all his dick that was suspended in air at the other end of the bed faded. It was enveloped in mist just as he thrust his battering ram forward. It didn’t crush against the wall. Increasing tightness and occasional spasms were now a throbbing deep, deep down.

He moaned in a voice deep enough to vibrate throgh his swelling testicle tanks and giant redwood. He wanted this to last forever. Time lost its meaning. Pleasure was building beyond his enduring or stopping. The throbbing began to clench his dickroot tight.

Time slowed. Everything in him gripped tight, let go, and clenched tighter. Then he felt a rushing from his balls to the tip of his enormous penis, relief and his body convulsed flipping him backward and forwards like a ragdoll as he shot an ejaculation tsunami. Each shot was like smacking balls hard against the G-spot. By the second shot behind his closed eyelids he saw flashes of light. He groaned deeper than before.

“Too.. aaahh... much.. aahh... aaahhh.. aaahh.. too…”

Each volley was squeezing the living daylights out of his junk stuffed to overflowing with pure pleasure. Finally after five mind rending blasts everything went limp. There was nothing left.

Franz collapsed, dripping sweat. He lay on his side with no movement, no inhalation.

After several moments he took a breath, then started gasping for air. With each breath he felt better—in fact, amazingly so. He noticed his sweat-covered body dry in the span of a breath. He felt clean and energized. His mind replayed a thought he had had as he moved to hump his cock. I wish I knew what it was like even for a moment to have a cock like this and unload. A smile spread across his face as his breathing quieted. Reaching down between his legs he touched himself.

“Genie, let’s not do that again anytime soon.”

His voice was deeper, perhaps hoarse from his vocalizations. No answer. He opened his eyes. There was no massive oak on the bed between his legs.. Just beyond his reach, a half size again longer than the pillows, as big around as his flexed biceps on the neatly made bed, lay the flaccid genie, with its smaller but proportionately bigger mushroom head and low hanging balls.

He twisted to touch the genie and felt his junk flop heavily over his leg onto the bed. He looked down and rumbled, “Daaayum!! Genie! What did you do to me! Did I wish this, too?” Franz rolled the flaccid cock genie to himself.

“Angus and his frat brothers are back at their house. I was limited by the type of wishes they had made earlier in how normal I could make them after I restored them. They are still on the far end of normal, but their penises...”

“Genie, does this have anything to do with how I’ve now got a bazooka and cannon balls? I even have a foreskin and glans like yours! If you are giving me an explanation, make it simpler.”

“I had to give you some of their size to balance out magic equations, my employer.”

“I run about 4½ inches flaccid...or used to. I can’t remotely fit my underwear. I wear bikini briefs and there’s no room for me and a testicle. I’m not sure I can fit my pants without painfully crushing things, even if I go commando. Any idea how big I am?”

“9½ inches fully flaccid, but you just passed 12¼ inches...”

“Nine and a half inches flaccid!! Twelve and a quarter inches!!... Any idea how unwieldy…? Oh no! Will I get bigger? How big—?”

Franz froze as his radio crackled to life. Mortimer was speaking.

“Franz you going to take morning break soon? Rooster’s back from Forbiddingly Good Donuts. He made sure he brought those awful fake egg white cookies you like for break. ...Oh, what? Rooster said he’ll help you after break so not to worry.”

Franz glared at the genie, jumping up. Striding back three steps toward the crackling radio, he stopped and looked down at himself, then looked up to the ceiling. Sighing, he resumed walking to the radio. He paused again and turned. His low hangers swung several times by his knees before coming to rest and his rod was almost in his line of sight. Still, he was amazed.

The room was immaculate. There were several vases with fresh flowers and complementary snacks in the hallway galley. Even the custodial cart had the vacuum reloaded and garbage container emptied. There was no sign of wet linen. The time was only 30 minutes later than when he had entered.

“Franz, you there? ...no answer. Rooster, you want to go check...?”

“Mort!... Sorry left the radio by the display screen...”

“Franz, what’s wrong? You don’t sound so good...”

“I got this room. It will be done in a blink of an eye. I think I did catch something I must have reacted to, but I’m feeling better than 100% now. Tell Rooster and the crew I want to keep going and I’ll break later. I need to run home real quick, though. I’ll get something for my throat there.”

“Not to worry. Oh, and Rooster is on his way with coffee, black, no sugar. That should help. Call if you need more back up or the day off. Out.”

Franz raised a hand to his head, eyes closed. Of all the people in the world... Rooster! Not Rooster! Not now!

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