the boy with the magic dick
Sometimes when I go to take care of Davie, after I’m done being pampered, he likes to lay across my lap and nurse, if he has been a good adult baby. He is all dressed up in his bedtime sleeper, nipple in his mouth and is ready to hear a bedtime story. Now, you know, bed times stories for adult babies are a little different than those you might have heard in the mainstream. The last time he was over I decided to begin the saga of the “Boy with the Magic Dick.”
He seems really excited at the title of the story and looked up at me with great expectations, I think he thought the magic dick was his. You’re the boy with the little cock sucking on mommy’s booby’s, ther is nothing magic about your dick. You are a perverted little adult baby that I feel has earned the privilege of a bedtime story.
The story of “The Boy with the Magic Dick is about a boy that has just become a man, just like you excepted he has an enormous cock. His evil stepmother was barren when she met her husband and was promised by a fairy that if she raised the boy with the magic dick to adulthood that she would make her fertile.
In addition to this the fairy made her promise that she would raise the boy with the magic dick in complete isolation and innocence. The evil stepmother had no idea why this would be so but she did promise to raise him in isolation, perfect happiness and innocence. Her husband was an explorer and was away all the time, sometimes years, and traveling to distant lands so he was hardly ever home and barely knew this charge his wife had taken on.
In fact by the time the boy with Magic dick had reached manhood the evil stepmother had not seen her husband in so long she wondered if he were even alive. She was tempted to not do as she had promised the fairy because the boy with the magic dick was her only company and she had grown a fondness for him. She had promised to send him out into the woods to fulfill the promise of turning him over to the fairy once he became a man.
Though she had grown to love him she had heard rumors and seen proof of just what the fairy could do if you did not keep her promises. Take the bitch wolf that roved the forest. She was once a beautiful woman but was turned into the beastly thing they now called the bitch wolf.
She was covered in hair, well over six foot tall and had such huge bulbous breasts she had to walk slightly hunched over. While the bitch wolf was still a woman, she was very repulsive to look at, and you always knew when she was lurking because of the musty scent she carried with her. Oh, it was too awful a thought. All she has done was not tell her father, the King, she loved him properly. Having heard rumors she thought nothing of sending the boy out into the woods with the basket.
She taught him nothing of sex and in spite of being a man he did not know what his penis was for. She taught the boy with the magic dick, that to touch it was very, very wrong and very. very naughty and that he would be punished for that. Peter, the boy with the magick dick loved and respected his step mother so much that he never, ever so much as thought about touching it in spite of the many ,many mornings it stood very tall and erect and sometimes spontaneously erupted.
He knew he had a grandma that lived in the woods and his stepmother sent him out that day to meet her for the first time. She dressed him in his nicest outfit and a jaunty red hat carrying a basket. The contents of the were covered with a cloth that was woven down tightly and the wicked step mother told him, “Do not open this basket. Take it to grandmothers. Here is a paper with directions and a map to show you the way through the forest.” Peter never thought of disobeying her.
The boy with the magick dick looked at the directions as he began down the path from home to the woods. As there were no true roads through the woods the directions said strange things like: “Stay on the path, follow the cleared pass until you reach a tree with white bark and follow the path to the right and follow that until you come across a large rock shaped like a wolf and so on and so on. It was a very long list of directions but he knew he could follow them because they were written very clear and concisely.
He was very hesitant to go off into the woods even though his step mother had told him to because the stepmother had also told him of the bitch wolf that lived in the woods and he often heard her at night, not to mention smelled the feral odor of her. She wasn’t really a wolf but that’s what they call her they called her because there is no other way to really explain the monstrosity of a woman she had become because of the curse. One thing no one knew though was the secret he kept carefully guarded in his shame was that whenever he could hear and smell the bitch wolf lurking around the cabin, he often had a hard time falling asleep because his penis would get so hard. Once he did finally fall asleep he would always wake in a sticky, cold puddle in his bed. He knew the white slime came from his penis but was too ashamed to ask his step mother about it.
The boy with the magic penis said, “Grandmother, What a deep voice you have!” to which the wretched creature responded in a gravelly voice, “The better to greet you with”
Not knowing what else to say Peter commented “Goodness, what big eyes you have!”
“The better to see you with!” his hideous grandmother responded with a lascivious gaze making Peter even more uncomfortable.
All he could do was stare at her as he felt his penis begin to harden as he breathed in deeply smelling familiar scent of the bitch wolf. Disgusted with his shameful behavior in front of his grandmother but having a desperate need to fill the more and more ominous silence he again commented on his grandmother’s strange appearance “What big hands you have Grandmother!”
“My dear young man, all the better to hug you with as she leaned forward toward him opening her arms wide to embrace him. Very wide as she was a very large woman, much, much bigger than he.
As he backed away from the dangerous and welcoming embrace he backed toward the door and blurted out, “What a big mouth you have”
To his terror she said, “All the better to eat you with!”,and lunged out of the bed after him.
The boy with the magic dick turned to run but felt her large hot hands wrap around his shirt that his step mother had always, “saved for nice”.
Seeing her at her full height as she pulled him under her arm he went limp with terror. She barely fit in the small cottage, her head scraped the top. He couldn’t fathom how he could have thought hsi his grandmother in spite of her being bundled under the blankets wearing a bonnet.
With ease the giant, hairy woman whose breasts were just as big as rumors had them, each as big as butter barrels, thrust him under her arm and ducked out the door and ran off the path into the woods. Peter made no sound, he bounced limply as he watched her hamstrings, biceps and quadriceps pump. Just her calves were as big around as he was.
He watched in fascination, knowing full well she was going to make good on her promise to eat him as soon as she took him to her lair or den, whatever you wanted to call it. She probably did not even cook, she would probably just tear him from limb to limb and rip the meat from his bones. In spite of dreading what was to come, his penis betrayed him and was rubbing up against her leg as hard as it could be. He ached for one of those explosions but knew how nasty that was and was instantly ashamed not that the bitch wolf cared.
She just kept running and the boy with the magic penis did not bother to struggle because he knew it was no use. Her grand size proved that. He may as well be fighting a tree. Which is kinda what happened.
She took him to the edge of a clearing and held him up against a tree. “I could smell you, now I must eat you. I have to.”
The boy with the magic penis held in his fear and put on a brave face and reasoned, “No you don’t. You could eat anyone. I does not have to be me.”
“It does have to be you. You’re the boy with the magic dick.”
Peter looked down, horrified as he saw her, big teeth and all rip the pants from his body exposing his penis. He saw nothing special about it, why it would be his that he wanted and started screaming, “No, no , no…” as he saw her wide open mouth begin to close around his dick.
He couldn’t look, those white teeth were oh so sharp. He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and waited for the pain to come, and waited and waited but it never came. Instead he felt intense pleasure grip him, unimaginable pleasure and when he looked down the bitch wolf was sucking his cock. Her lips were carefully covering her very sharp teeth as she did so.
He wanted to beg, he wanted to complain, he wanted to kick her away but all that came out of his mouth was a muffled moan of shear pleasure and his hands gripped her hairy head as she sucked.
She sucked greedily on his cock and fondled his balls with one hand. Watching her made him get oh so much closer to exploding in her mouth. he knew he couldn’t so that. It was gros and would shame him, worse he would be punished. She worked his penis with such a single minded ravenous need that the boy with the magic penis knew resistance was futile, he would do it no matter how much he tried not to. He heard her growl, “Give it to me!” Just as he erupted in her mouth. She fell back holding tightly to his waist as she did, drinking every drop that squirted from his penis. He could hear her gulping even as her whole body relaxed and the suction on his cock eased.
Slowly and timidly he began to rise of her musky, muscled body and she saw no sign of waking but before he could get all the way off of her he felt a hand go over his mouth as he was snatched off of the beast woman. Who ever had a hold on him drug him out of the clearing and into the woods and once a safe distance from the bitch wild, whispered in his ear,”I will keep you safe.” as she set him down.
When he saw the very large well muscled woman who had rescued him, he was shocked at her both her beauty and size. He was a health six foot tall but this woman was at least seven or eight feet tall.
She threw him a pair of very big pants, slung an axe over her shoulder and said, “We have to get you safe.”
End of Part One
I told him as I rocked him to sleep on my lap explaining that he would next hear the story of the she wolf then the continuation of the story of the Boy with the Magic dick but that now it was time to nap.
Once I eased out from beneath him, I went home. Another adult baby satisfied!