"Unusual Parcel"

One evening, I was sitting on the internet, browsing various pictures of erotic toys. I was simply curious about what the female and male sexes play with, when suddenly I heard a knock at the gate. Well, I thought, the neighbors need something again, they're celebrating a birthday in the morning – I thought, and getting up from the table, I went out into the yard, pulling on only my sweatpants. Opening the gate, I saw my friend Dimka and his wife Lena.

— What brings you here? – I asked.

— Well, Lena has a few days left of her vacation, and we decided to visit you – Dimka explained.

— You don't mind such guests? – Lena asked with a smile.

— No, of course not,

come on into the house – I politely and happily invited them inside.

I was already tired of spending evenings alone until sleep overcame me. At least now I'll have someone to chat with for a few days – delighted, I led my friend and his wife into the house, completely forgetting about the computer and what I had open on it. While I was putting on the kettle and quickly preparing something to treat my guests after their journey, Dimka and Lena managed to glance at the page and saw what I had been looking at. They exchanged glances and began whispering, smiling, and looking at each other. Then Lena came out to the kitchen and asked.

— Seryozha, do you need any help?

Lena took the bread and plates and went to the table as Dimka asked me.

— Seryoga, do you have any movies?

Then I remembered the computer and sighed. Good thing Dimka asked, and I quickly explained to him where to find them. We soon sat down at the table and had a fun evening. In the morning, I went to work, and the guests were left alone. They rested and enjoyed the last warm summer days.

After the weekend, Dimka and Lena left. Life went on as usual. As always after work, I walked around the house naked, as I had done for many years, doing all the housework, and if someone came over, I quickly pulled on pants or trousers that were at hand. The weather was rainy, and I was mindlessly watching TV, some action movie, forgetting that I hadn't closed the gate. And there was really nothing to be afraid of. Midweek, everyone who worked was at work, and those who stayed home in the rain were unlikely to go anywhere. In short, I didn't even think about caution, staring at the screen and playing with my cock and balls, squeezing them and pulling the cords in different places.

— Nina, sorry, I'm just at home, I'll be right there – I said and began to rush around, wondering where to put the hot pot, and turned from side to side without even thinking that my bound cock was visible to Nina from all sides and in all its glory, and this embarrassed her so much that she even blushed. As soon as the pot was out of my hands, I quickly covered myself with the same towel and invited Nina to come in, while I rushed into the room to pull on at least some pants. But hiding such excitement was simply impossible, and I shoved my left hand into my pocket, grabbed my cock as best I could, and pressed it against my leg so it wouldn't stick out so much.

— I knocked and knocked, but no one came out. I pushed the gate, and it turned out to be unlocked, so I came in – Nina explained while I was getting dressed in the other room.

Coming out to the kitchen, I saw that Nina had calmed down a bit and was sitting near the table on a stool.

— Thank you, I won't refuse – Nina answered, embarrassed, giving me a glance and a kind smile.

I quickly took out a glass with my right hand and put it on the table. Then I poured boiling water and placed the tea leaves and sugar nearby and said.

— Make it to your taste.

Nina made the tea and, taking a sip, looked at me and said.

— You got a parcel.

— From whom? I didn't order anything – I was surprised.

— I don't know, it's not my business. Just deliver it. – she answered and, opening her bag, took out a small package about ten by ten centimeters in size and about seven centimeters thick.

— What is this? – I asked, still surprised.

— Sign for it, then you can look – said Nina and slid the receipt toward me.

I began filling in my details and signing while Nina continued drinking her tea, trying to warm up a bit.

— All done. Is it correct? – I asked.

— Yes, it's correct – answered Nina, putting the receipt back in her bag.

— Sorry it turned out like this – said Nina, finishing her tea and getting up from the stool.

— Please, you forgive me, and if you can, don't tell anyone about this – I asked.

— I'm not quite... so that people would laugh at me later – answered Nina and headed for the exit.

I saw her out to the gate, and before stepping outside, Nina gave me another glance and smiled. Returning to the house, I thought about what had happened for a long time, and I was overcome with a shiver, either from fear or excitement.

Remembering the little box, I returned to the kitchen, took it, sat on the sofa, and began unwrapping it. Inside, something was written in some kind of hieroglyphs, and I understood it was either in Chinese, Japanese, or a similar language. Of course, I couldn't read anything and gave up on that pointless endeavor. Unwrapping the box, I extracted two unusually shaped rings from it. One resembled an unusual signet ring and was probably meant to be worn on a finger. But why I needed it and who sent it to me, I couldn't even guess. The second was larger in diameter, and I couldn't even guess what it was for, and since the movie was already in full swing, I put everything back and put it in the dresser to figure it out later.

Household chores and work distracted me from this unusual parcel, and I completely forgot about it. And in September, Dimka and Lena came to help me dig potatoes, and after working all day, we sat in the evening drinking tea, and some beer, and then I remembered that strange parcel and, taking it out of the drawer, showed it to my friends. They exchanged glances and, smiling, looked at me.

— And we thought you had guessed, but we didn't believe they would send it.

— So you ordered these rings for me? – I asked.

— Well, who else would take care of a friend but a friend, — and Lena pointed at Dimka.

— But why do I need them? I'm not planning to get married, after all – I answered.

— We'll figure it out now, and Dimka turned on the computer and quickly found the page where there was a brief description of these rings.

Self-adjusting rings for any size will fulfill your cherished dream and make you happy.

The large-sized ring for the penis, and the small-sized ring for the finger. Then turn the ring around the index finger of your left hand and make a wish, and it will definitely come true.

Below, a signature in small print.

The small ring can be owned by either the wearer of the large ring or another person.

After reading this, the three of us exchanged glances, and Lena said.

— You can try — and, a little embarrassed and embarrassing me, she took the small ring.

I was about to go to another room, but Dimka stopped me.

— We want to watch too, and who do you have to be shy about? We're all friends here.

I even blushed, but taking the large ring and pulling down my pants, under which I had nothing, I pulled out my cock for everyone to see. Then I took the ring and easily, without much effort, put it on my cock all the way to the base.

— Well, does it fit? – asked Dimka.

— Yes, but it's a bit loose, it might slip off – I answered, embarrassed in front of Lena.

Lena took the small ring and, putting it on her index finger, looked at it, whispered something, and then turned the ring on her finger. I immediately felt something pleasantly squeezing my cock right at the base, and after tightly wrapping around it, everything calmed down.

— Well, did you feel anything? – asked Lena.

I was in shock and couldn't believe my eyes and ears that such a thing was possible.

— How did that happen? – I asked Lena.

— I just made a wish, since you yourself complained that the ring was too loose, and that wish came true – Lena explained.

— Can I do that too? – I asked in an excited voice.

— Yes, of course, only before you wish for something, think about whether it's worth it – said Lena and handed me the second ring. I took it and immediately put it on my index finger and uttered a wish. The ring on my cock immediately began to stretch and just dangled like a hoop on a hook. I was in shock, and already paying no attention to my friends, I immediately pushed both testicles through the ring, and my entire scrotum, moving the ring even further along my cock. Then, whispering a wish, I turned the ring. It began to shrink before my eyes and squeeze my cock, along with my scrotum, pinching my testicles. The ring didn't squeeze very tightly, and I whispered for it to tighten another five millimeters, and it immediately began to squeeze my genitals more strongly. It was an indescribable sight, and I was simply in shock.

Sitting on a chair, I asked Dimka and Lena.

— At what distance does it work?

— We don't know – they answered.

— Too bad – I said.

— We can check – Dimka tried to cheer up my gloom, and we immediately came up with a way to do it.

I loosened the ring by ten millimeters and handed the finger ring to Lena.

— I'll walk away from the house into the forest, and you make your wish every five minutes – I said.

Dimka and Lena agreed, and I, throwing on a shirt and pulling on my sweatpants, left the house. Every five minutes, I felt the ring tightening more and more. In half an hour, I had already gone about two kilometers, but it worked at that distance and fulfilled all my friends' wishes.

— I could even walk to the city like this – I thought and decided it was better to return.

When I returned, my friends were surprised. The ring on my cock had squeezed it so hard that my cock became twice as thin where the ring was.

— So the ring can squeeze it down to zero, and then everything would fall off – I concluded.

— And what did I tell you? Before you say a wish, think about what will happen – Lena repeated.

With that, we stopped the experiments and just sat and celebrated some holiday. Lena advised me to give the finger ring to someone and let them make wishes for me. I thought and answered that I don't have such a person except for you, if you don't count my friend Valerka and his wife Lyuba, with whom I have trusting relationships, but they don't know a lot about me.

At that moment, someone knocked on the gate, and I went to open it. It was Vika, a student who had come to visit her grandmother, and she came to me for milk. As soon as she entered the house, Lena immediately exclaimed excitedly.

— Here's who you should give the ring to – she said joyfully.

I was embarrassed, but Lena was already walking toward Vika. Of course, Vika knew a lot about me and had seen me walking naked in the forest more than once, but she kept quiet and didn't tell anyone about it, even though I never asked her to. Apparently, she understood, or she herself had been the subject of gossip and ridicule more than once, so she didn't want it to happen because of her or her talkativeness. While I was thinking, Lena had already given the ring to Vika and whispered something in her ear that made her laugh and, smiling, gave me a look from head to toe. Then, taking the jar of milk, she thanked me and went home.

The next day, Lena and Dimka left, and I went about my business, when suddenly I felt the ring begin to tighten and squeeze my already excited cock.

— Ah, you little mischief-maker. Vika remembered what Lena said and decided to try it – I thought. About half an hour passed, and I felt something crawling up the inside of my pants along my left thigh. I thought some bug had crawled in and decided to look, and then I almost lost my voice. My cock was slowly increasing in size and descending toward my knee.

— What is happening? – I didn't understand.

But then the movement stopped, and everything went quiet. I stood and looked at my cock, which had instantly grown to more than twice its length, and its head was right near my knee.

— What does this mean? So the ring can grant such wishes too. I couldn't believe myself and what was going through my head. Could this really be possible? When suddenly I felt some movement in my pants again and saw my cock start to shrink again and return to its previous size. I wanted a repeat, but alas. The ring that gave commands and executed them was with Vika, and I didn't dare go to their house and ask about anything. I started looking out onto the street and waiting for evening, hoping Vika would come again for milk, but she didn't appear.

Vika came the next day, and I asked her.

— Vika, maybe give me back the ring?

— I left it at home in my purse. It doesn't look right on my hand. I'll bring it later – she answered.

But then I had to wait a long time. In the evening, her parents arrived, and she went home with the ring. At certain intervals, I experienced something unusual happening to my balls and cock. Only I couldn't influence it in any way, since it was simply impossible to remove the ring from my cock without first loosening it. It seemed to have merged with it and was practically the same color, so it was hard to see from more than two meters away, and only by leaning over my cock or knowing about it could you see the smooth contours hidden by the small hairs that had grown over the last two weeks.

And one evening, lying in bed while it was pouring rain outside, I again felt my cock starting to grow in length, and to my surprise, with a small periodicity, it soon no longer fit on the bed and began to hang off it.

— It seems Vika decided to have some fun or is just sitting there mocking me in this way – I thought.

Then everything stopped and went quiet. I began to wait for her to wish my cock back to normal, but no matter how long I waited, it didn't happen. I didn't know what to do and wrote a letter to Dimka and soon received a reply. He was in shock and also thought I was playing a joke on him, and when he found out that Vika had left and was in another village, he fell silent and thought. What he and Lena discussed there, I don't know, but he never wrote to me again. I still had two workdays ahead, and I didn't know how to be or how to go to work tomorrow. I didn't know where to hide such a long cock. Then I wanted to go to the toilet and, getting out of bed, went outside, holding my long cock coiled in rings in my hand. Going outside, I suddenly thought, why am I carrying it? and, throwing it on the grass in the yard, I walked to the separate outhouse. My cock dragged along the grass and the path and through the small puddles that hadn't dried after the rain. Constantly turning around and looking at how about a meter of my cock was dragging behind me through the mud, I