The Beach

When Brett got to the beach, his wife and him split up. He wanted to show off his bulge in his new trunks, but he didn't please himself. He went walking on the beach and tripped on something. He thought to himself "this shell looks weird-" and he picked it up. But once he did, he realized that it wasn't a shell, it was a genie lamp. He walked to a nearby restroom to wash off the sand but rubbed it. When he did, a magical muscular blue man popped out. He introduced himself as Carl the wish granting genie. Brett thought of the many wishes he could make. From a dream body to helping his wife with her new job. The genie talks more and more about greed and how the previous users got too greedy with wishes. Then, Brett smirked. "Make my dick big. Like bigger than a porn stars." The genie gets a stern look on his face. "Look man, don't go trying to go *that* route. It won't end up well." 
"You're my genie though. So you have to grant me my wish." He said getting hornier.

Carl tells him to undress and he makes dust appear. It surrounds Brett then goes towards his dick. Brett loves every second. He thinks about having an orgasm but the blood rushing and his skin growing with his new plump dick just stops the idea of cumming. Brett looks down and sees that it's to the size of his shorts. Carl informs Brett that it's now 14 inches and that he should let the genie rest. Brett doesn't pay attention, all he does is stroke his giant cock. He looks at the genie. "I wish my dick was even bigger. Let's say, 20 inches." Carl looks at him surprised. But since he is the genie, he must do it. Brett's cock expands rapidly out of his shorts and almost to his knees. Brett gets on the floor licking and trying to suck the dick. Brett asks how many wishes he has left and Carl says it's up to him. Brett gets even hornier. "Genie. Make my dick 30 inches." And suddenly, his dick starts growing out of control to 30 inches. He looks at it grow and grow. He looks at his tiny balls and says: "genie, I wish my balls were the size of basketballs." The genie looks at him and suddenly his balls start to inflate. He feels his balls getting heavier and heavier until he can barely stand with his new bulge. He tries to put on his trunks but they don't fit anymore. He gets back onto the ground and starts to cum. He cums so much that it reaches all the way across the room. He looks back at the genie and says: "I want my cock bigger. WAY BIGGER this time! Let's say...50 inches." Carl gets mad. "I can't keep doing this for you. It's going to get too big and I can't reverse your wishes." Brett doesn't care. He's too caught up in the moment and he starts demanding the genie. Carl finally gives in and Brett's cock towers over his head. He looks up at the cum dripping onto his head. He wants to grow, but this time he wants something different. "I wish that when I get hard, my penis grows to 100 inches." Brett doesn't think twice, and neither does Carl who grants the wish. Brett gets hard and his dick grows and hits the ceiling. He starts cumming all over the ceiling, and he starts stroking his cock. He looks back at the genie. "I wish my balls were the size of bathtubs." The genie sighs and Brett opens his legs to see his balls blocking his view of the door. He cums a lot more than before, and he doesn't think twice before wishing again. "Genie, I wish that my cock was the biggest it could get." Carl shouts no, finally not giving in. But his power forces him to. Brett gets an aching pain, and he sees his cock sprout all over the room. It forces itself out the door, and stretches all the way to the beach shore. Brett finally gets all the growing pains and says: "genie, I wish that my cock was back to normal." Carl laughs. He warned him of this but his greed got the better of him. "Sorry Brett, no reversing wishes." He vanishes back into his lamp, and Brett is left stuck in an uncomfortable position in the bathroom.

The Hotel

Darrel takes his room key and opens his new hotel room door. Inside awaits him a messy and sloppy room. There are unfolded bed sheets and overfilled trash cans all over the room. But a shine catches his eye. He walked over to it and pulls out a lamp. He rubs the lamp like in movies and a genie pops out. He says his name is Carl, and talks about greed. Out of nowhere Darrel states that he wants a 16 inch penis. Carl sighs and gives it to him. He watches as his underwear rips and his new monster sized cock stands hard in front of his chest. He wants big balls to go along with it, so he wishes for balls the size of plates. They expand beneath him and make him fall to the floor. He cums as he strokes his new sized cock and balls. He gets up slowly and wishes for a painful growth for a 27 inch penis. The genie makes him groan in pain as he also moans for his new growing cock. He rushes to the parking lot where nobody is with the genie and wishes for a 200 foot penis. The genie laughs as he extends his cock all the way to the sky and beyond. The man sits there, unable to move as he wishes for his old penis size back. The genie laughs as he goes back into his bottle. The man sits there, yelling for him to come back. When suddenly, he feels the genie coming back. He wishes for something else this time. “I’m ok with my dick. But can you wish me up 2 balls the size of houses?” Carl laughs as he fills up the mans balls with cum. He feels a warm cum shot shoot into the air and rail down cum. It covers his whole body as he sits there in amazement. He may not be able to go back to indoors and sex, but he has a massive cock a man could always want to have. Carl goes back into his lamp, and leaves the man out there all night. When somebody finds Darrel the next day, they take care of his massive cock and balls.