A date with Randy Palms

by Alex Anders

This is why you don’t make vague wishes. Or maybe it’s why you do?

Randy Palms had just come in from a very exciting walk on the beach when he saw his dormmate Wes sprawled on his bed. “This is it,” Randy thought to himself. “Now or never.”

But then Wes rolled over, still fast asleep, and draped his hand over the edge of the bed. Randy stopped short, staring at the hand. It was Wes’s left hand, kept soft from all the wanking sessions over the course of his college career. The fingers were long and lean; the thumb was strong and sturdy; the palm was soft and supple. All in all, it was a very nice hand and Randy was unaccountably transfixed by it.

Wes snuffled in his sleep and Randy’s body started moving, almost of its own accord. His swim trunks dropped to his ankles and he stepped out of them. When he came to Wes’s hand, he grabbed it carefully, and caressed it lovingly.

Wes muttered in what seemed to be pleasure, but remained asleep. Randy carefully opened his dormmate’s side table drawer and extracted his bottle of wanking lotion. He applied some carefully to Wes’s hand, then to his own ass, then carefully opened it up with his fingers, one by one.

Once Randy had managed to get all four fingers and the tip of his thumb up his ass—the awkward angle prevented him from properly fisting himself—he turned himself around and started putting Wes’s now well-lotioned hand up into it, one finger at a time. This time, there was no awkward angle, so there was nothing stopping Randy from properly fisting himself with Wes’s hand. Once Randy was up to the wrist, he had a moment of clarity.

“What the fuck am I doing?” He asked himself. “I’m not normally into fisting. And Wes is asleep! Somehow… I gotta pull off—” But when he tried, he found that he couldn’t. He was stuck! And then his ass started tingling, like Wes’s hand was dissolving into Randy’s ass. Then the nerves joined up, and Randy suddenly had the strange feeling that he was not quite in control of his body any more. He could still move, but there was a slight numbness to it all, as if his entire body was asleep.

Then his body started rearranging. Randy’s neck shrank and his head was pulled into his torso, leaving his face spread out over his chest. Then his abs shrank, and his chest and crotch fused seamlessly into each other. Randy’s legs bent up and around his diminished body, now resting either side of his arms atop his chest. His cock, too, swerved into an awkward angle, coming to rest at what was his right hip, before swelling with size and strength. Or at least, that’s what it felt like.

In reality, the rest of Randy was shrinking. “Oh god,” he thought, “I’m turning into Wes’s hand!” And indeed he was. His arms and legs simplified into four long, lean fingers. His cock hardened into a strong, sturdy thumb. His chest flattened into a soft, supple palm, his eyes and nose and ears and mouth arranged delicately across it. At the end of it all, Randy Palms was left dangling at the end of his dormmate’s wrist, waiting for him to wake up.

The hand was still tingling, though: The transformation had riled him up something fierce and his cock was more than a little swollen with anticipation. Randy did his best to stroke it with his arms, but all it did was frustrate him. He had to be wrapped around Wes’s cock!

“Wes,” Randy called. “We-e-e-es.”

Wes mumbled.

“WES!”

Wes rolled back over, burying Randy under his chest. The hand panicked for a few seconds before he realized he didn’t need to breathe anymore—Wes did all that for him now. Randy was, however, well placed: His middle and ring arms were straddling Wes’s right nipple. He tried tweaking it, but that only got Wes to absently scratch at his pec in his sleep, which moved Randy so his mouth was right over the nipple. Randy grinned at his luck, then bit down hard on the soft, pink protrusion in front of him.

Wes awoke with a shout. “What the fuck?” He rubbed his eyes with both hands, then groggily inspected the bed for anything that could have pinched or bit him.

“Over here,” a voice said, and his left hand twinged weirdly. He looked at it and was astonished to see his dormmate’s face on it!

“Randy?” Wes said to his left hand. “What the fuck?”

“I uh, I met this wizard on the beach,” Randy said. “I saved his life, somehow or other. Still not sure how. Anyway, he asked me for my heart’s desire, and I said I wanted to be your hot date tonight.”

“Oh,” Wes said, embarrassed. “Um, well, you see…”

“Yeah, I got it,” Randy said. “It was Randy Palms, as usual. The metaphorical one, not the real one you share a dorm with. Although now we’re the same person. Next time I see that wizard, I’m gonna strangle him!”

“Um, right…” Wes said. He flexed Randy, and his thumb chubbed up a bit. “Is… is my thumb your cock?”

“Yeah,” Randy squeaked, suddenly reminded of how horny he was. “I kinda need you to have that hot date now. I tried getting myself off, but…”

“Yeah, I get it.” Wes threw off the blanket revealing a very excited cock. “You’re in charge, Rand,” he said, draping his left hand around his cock. “I wanna see how good you are.”

Randy licked his lips, which also brushed the cock in front of him, then grasped said cock firmly. He squeezed and licked, and sent signals down the wrist for Wes to start gentle strokes, which he gladly obeyed. That alone gave Randy a thrill, the idea of controlling Wes so directly. He suddenly realized that the numbness had disappeared; that Wes really had ceded control of his hand to Randy.

Regardless, Randy wrapped his arms around the meat of Wes’s cock and aligned his own cock on top of it, squeezing the glans. His face was pressed up against the shaft, and he breathed in the deep, intoxicating scent of his body’s cock. His pinky arm diverted to Wes’s ballsack and started digging around at the base. Randy licked a few more times and soon, both hand and body were shooting their loads, the cum arcing once, twice, thrice across the bed, the fourth dribbling down the cocks and pooling on Wes’s abs.

“O-o-o-oh, god!” Wes moaned. “That was so good. Are you sure you want to go back?”

“Honestly?” Randy panted, flopping off his body’s cock. “I’m not sure any more. Additional research is needed.”

Wes giggled, then heaved himself up so they could take a shower. “Well, I’m sure we could do some in the shower,” he said.

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