[LOLLIPOP POTION]
"I didn't know they still made candies like this," Yogi muttered as he took the packed lollipop on the living centerpiece at the shared apartment where he stayed.
He looked at the candy in his hand. It was placed inside a clear plastic. He held it by the white handle. It had colorful swirls. And inside it was a note written, "for yogi." He recognized that it was the handwriting of one of his apartment-mates.
He shrugged, opened the pack and licked it. It tasted the usual sweet. As he tongued on the crystallized sugar, he had developed an addiction to it. He wondered why the candy has not been depleted eveb after multiple licks.
He felt weird as he consumed the sweet snack. His mind was hazy.
He noticed that there was another note on the table. He read, "I've got something for you in the kitchen."
Yogi instinctively went to the kitchen and found a pink speedo on the counter top. He was consumed with a great desire to wear it. He took his clothes off, bared his smooth, muscular body and donned the swimsuit on. It felt tight. But it felt good.
Yogi's appetite for the lollipop increased when he wore the skimpy suit. He sat on the counter and continued devouring on the candy. He acted like a kid who was addicted to sweets. Also, his penis started getting hard inside the speedo as he tasted the lolly. It spewed precum too.
The door of the kitchen opened and one of his apartment-mates went in and saw him.
"Oh, I see you've found my lollipop dipped in sex potion," his mate spoke grinning.
Yogi looked at him with wide eyes, developing a hunger he had not felt before.
The housemate pulled down his pants, releasing his cock, "I've got a tastier lollipop for you."
Yogi jumped from the kitchen top and quickly knelt in front of his housemate, devouring the long and hard "candy" in front of him.
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