I woke up in the bed in our hotel room. I could feel Mike and Jake pressed on either side, cuddling as we always do. The desert sun was shining brightly through the windows. Feeling me stir, Mike and Jake stirred and woke up too. “What happened?” I asked, a bit groggy.
Between them, they explained how The Magician got everyone out of me, and put me 'back together'. Apparently the recovery from my second orgasm triggered my body to start contracting back to its normal form. The assistants helped to get us all cleaned up, get all the lube and cum and purple paste off me, and got us dressed and ready to go. They even called up a limo to take us back to our hotel, and two of the assistants came along for the ride to help get us back to our room.
“So I'm back... to the way I was?” I said, a little sadness in my voice.
Then they both grinned and Jake said “Well, there was one major exception...”
“What do you mean? I mean, it was a great show, very impressive. I'm still not sure how they did it – but... it was just a show, right?”
Then, I felt Mike touching my penis, and I moaned. And then, I felt Jake touching.... my penis... but... I looked under the covers. Sure enough, I still had 2 of them, just like the Magician said. I threw my head back in ecstasy as they both went to work on my... gift.
I found the Magician's gift was more than just having 2 penises. Apparently, the purple paste had changed my body just a little too. As I got... excited, my body became much more flexible than usual. My 2 penises expanded to be almost twice as large as my normal erection would have been, and other parts, like my tongue, my anus, all my muscles in fact, became extra flexible.
And, so Mike and Jake wouldn't feel left out, the Magician also gave us a container of the purple paste, so Mike and Jake would be able to experience the same kind of joy that he had given me. They wouldn't end up with 2 penises, but at least they could stretch as much as I could. Needless to say we spent all morning playing with our new-found abilities. So, it may be that not everything that happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, but we weren't likely to tell anyone once we got home. They'd never believe it.
In my head I said a little thank you to The Magician, for making me believe in Magic again.