The Wishing Fountain (ASK)

“Come on, it’s just a stupid wishing fountain.”

Those were the last words that ran through your mind as you tossed the coin up over your head. You weren’t expecting it to even land in the water. You didn’t even have time to properly form your wish. You’d been thinking about having a better life. Maybe being sexier, more charismatic. You imagined those celebrities in Hollywood swimming around in their multi-million dollar mansions. Probably fucking each other senseless every other day.

And that’s when you heard a plop in the water behind you. You turned around, astonished, but thats when things started to get blurry. You stumbled around, dizzy, feeling around the base of the fountain as you gradually lost feeling in your hands, in your arms. Your body, your feet. You lost control, and before you knew it, you’d fallen in the water.

The world around you shifted into a kaleidoscope of blues and golds, and you felt the cool water of the fountain grow suddenly warm. You felt your clothes disappear, and instead your body become enveloped in a rich tingling, starting in your head and creeping down to your toes. It was like you were in a new body; things felt better, things felt bigger. Things felt right.

With a newfound strength, you pushed yourself up towards the surface and breathed in deep. Around you was a vast expanse of water, a giant lake instead of a fountain.

But that wasn’t the only thing that was different. Immediately you noticed your chest, how far out your muscles seemed to protrude. You felt all over your body, exploring the deep peeks and valleys of your worked out physique. You felt down into the water, running your finders down the valley’s between your abs, the crack in-between your suddenly bulbous ass.

Then your fingers reached your cock, and that’s when you knew you had to be in a different body. The damn thing just kept going! Not to mention how thick it was, and growing harder and harder the more you thought about all the ass you were going to get.

As if someone read your mind, you heard a voice call from a few yards away: “hey Chris, you okay there mate?”

You spun around to see a very shirtless, very wet Chris Hemsworth wade through the water towards you. You couldn’t believe it, you were standing, buck naked in the middle of the lake with one of the hottest stars on the planet.

He smiled at you seductively. “Chris Pratt, you know your own name, right?” You didn’t have time to put two and two together before you felt the massive muscle god move closer to you in the water. “Here,” he said in that deep Australian accent, “maybe this will jog your memory.”  

You had never been kissed before. At least, not like this. Both of your scruff scratching against your cheeks, his tongue exploring the inside of your mouth, his hot musky breath breathing down your neck. He grabbed for your cock, and in that moment, you knew all of your hot celebrity fantasies were true.

And the best part? You were in one, Mr. Pratt. Forever.