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The radio clock hit 7:30, street lights were coming on, and most people were already home at this point. John was not like most people, he spent the whole day volunteering for a handful of different charities and organizations, no cause was to be ignored with him. The burly lion didn't even have a paying job, yet he still woke up early every morning to volunteer for whatever cause he could. He was finally coming home after what must have been 12 hours of volunteer work.

John pulled into the driveway of a rather big house, a sleek modern home with a nicely kept lawn that had at least 10 different signs each promoting a different charity, no prize for guessing who put them there. He went inside, set aside his jacket and shoes and tried to walk into the living room only to suddenly be attacked by a black mass.

John was caught off guard but was quick to realize it was simply his boyfriend, Mike, giving him the biggest hug the little black bird was capable of. The raven stood about a foot lower than the 6'5" lion and was also rather slim. "I was wondering how long you'd be gone!" Mike said with nothing but glee in his voice. The house was actually his, thanks to his own gift, he could get anything he wanted. It wasn't uncommon for ravens to have some form of mind power, but Mike's was extremely powerful, not only being able to change anyone's mind but even their body if he so desired. Mike often used his powers to get something he needed, it's how he got through school, got his money, and even his house without spending a penny.

"I missed you too, Mike" John started, "but it's important I do what I do, I've more than doubled the donations charities receive." Mike couldn't argue with that, John simply has the natural charisma to convince anyone to give for anything, which Mike himself couldn't do without his powers. "Well can we go ahead and get to the bedroom? These clothes are practically suffocating me!" Mike blurted out, despite the fact he was only wearing a robe and some boxers. John replied, "You really don't have any sense of foreplay, do you? Fine, I guess we can go ahead."

Mike was quick to essentially run past the living room to the stairs, but John decided to take some time admiring the decorations of the house. Despite the fact Mike didn't have so much as a spot of color in his feathers, the décor of the house was essentially a mashup of every color on the spectrum. The whole house was essentially an art gallery with all sorts of statues and paintings displayed anywhere you looked. A familiar voice the rang out through the hall, "Come on, you can look at those later!" Clearly Mike was in the mood and probably has been for a while.

John entered the bedroom and shut the door behind him, belt and shirt already unfastened. The bedroom was very warm visually, the lights of the room acted more as a spotlight to the bed, with dark red walls to make sure you could only really focus on the baby blue bed. Mike had already took off what little clothes he did have on, waiting on the bed for his partner to undress. John didn't keep his lover waiting for long, pulling a condom out of his pocket before taking his pants and underwear off.

"You don't think we need that, do you?" Mike asked, surprised that John had brought a rubber. John replied, "Oh, this? No I was given a pack to hand out during a fundraiser, ended up having one extra." John was already hard by the time his briefs went down, revealing an 8 inch lion cock. Mike was above average with a solid six-incher. John was about to lie down with his boyfriend when he felt the force of a hand on his chest as he was getting on.

"Wait" Mike started, "I want to try something new tonight, I want to try being your cock, for just a day or two." John was caught off guard by the strange request. "Really? You want to be my cock? If this is about the condom then don't get your hopes up, the only sex I've seen while volunteering was some stray dogs on the side of the road." Mike spoke up, "This isn't just about sex, I just want to be as close as I can get with you, show you the most trust I have to give. The only thing closer than that would be a complete merging of our souls, but I don't want to change you like that."

John thought about it for a moment, when he realized something, that this was the perfect way to stay with his lover and do as much charity work as possible, perhaps he could even utilize Mike's powers for himself. "I'll do it, but you have to give me your abilities, think about all the good that could be done with them." Mike barely hesitated in his response "That's all you want in return? I'd let you keep them for free! All I want out of this is to keep my conscious, so that I can talk to you even as a cock."

With that, Mike embraced John into a kiss, not just any kiss but one to give his powers away. A blue glow is seen coming out of Mark's gray beak and into John's mouth, relinquishing his powers to him. John could feel his mind gaining power, it felt as if a cloud in his mind had cleared. A simple few seconds of swapping spit felt like pure bliss to the both of them, and it was only getting started. John sat down on the bed, throbbing cock sticking out, "take a seat on your new throne" he commanded Mike.

Mike admired John's cock for a few seconds before he would begin to ride it. He could already feel the magic taking its effect by how amazing the sex felt, it felt better than any session they had before that. It didn't take long for Mike to notice he couldn't pull away anymore as the transformation itself began. It was impossible to tell where the long lion and the birdie butt separated, mostly because the two no longer could separate as the cock was absorbed into Mike's ass. At the same time, Mike's fingers, toes, and penis all began to shrink, with the changes only giving a feeling of pure euphoria, a pleasant warm sensation where the changes were occurring.

After they were gone, Mike's arms started to regress with his legs bending in. It was hard to see under the black feathers, but Mike's skin was also changing in color to match John's original cock. As this was all happening, John could tell that something wasn't going as he expected, as most of the birds mind was simply fading away instead of adding to his own. He contemplated stopping the change while he could but he could tell by the look in Mike's eyes that he knew this was going to happen, John realized Mike wanted his stay on the lions length to be a permanent one.

Pre-cum started to dribble out of what remained of Mike's beak, his arms had already vanished and his legs had become a pair of furry nuts. Black feathers started rapidly shedding off of Mike, at least he thinks his name is Mike, it's getting hard to tell. What he did know for certain is that this feeling alone is worth giving everything he could to his greatest love. "Mike, thank you for this, for everything." John said to break the silence. Mike tried to respond but he couldn't get anything out due both to pre filling his throat and that he probably didn't have any vocal cords to say anything with.

John sat and watched his lover become more and more of his penis. He gave a small stroke to his still changing cock and it was so very sensitive, he shivered from the sheer amount of pleasure he got from that touch and even more pre started leaking out of the former raven. He could tell that Mike was losing his sense of self with every throb and twitch, forgetting more and more about who he once was. Mike really was giving everything he could for John and his many causes.

Mi- Cock was almost finished, his bones and most organs had melted away into sensitive cock flesh, with his digestive track becoming the urethra. Cock was also losing his form, becoming a lot more tubular in shape. He was forced to face straight up as his neck joined the rest of his body, but a view of Jo- Master was the only thing he really wanted. His mouth also started changing, becoming a proper slit for Master to use.

John could feel his orgasm coming and could tell it was going to be a big one, he quickly grabbed the condom he had set down and put it over Mike, who only had eyes and some black skin on the tip to even distinguish the fact he was ever a raven. He started stroking his cock, causing pre to flow with more force, his cock still very sensitive. Pressure was rising as John kept stroking faster. Mike closed his eyes one last time as his orgasm approached. As John hit his orgasm, he nearly screamed in bliss as he filled the condom with more seed than he had spent his entire life. By the time he was finally done cumming, the condom looked more like a bean bag than any spent condom he had seen. As his penis started to retract into his sheath, afterglow hit John like a brick who quickly fell asleep.

John woke up at about 9 AM the next day, with the memory of last night quickly coming back. He looked at his cock, having doubled to a whopping 16 inches, and remarked "Well, you're a cock now, you like it?" He was expecting silence when he heard a voice respond "When wasn't I your cock, master?" John was taken by surprise to hear Mike's voice. "Mike, is that you?" He questioned the voice. "Who's Mike? I'm Cock and you're Master! I've always been your cock, haven't I?" John realized that the promise to keep Mike conscious still rang true, even after Mike intentionally got rid of his own memories. "Yes, you're Cock, I thought you were someone else." John figured it was best to respect what Mike clearly wanted. "I didn't realize I could see when you're awake! This is cool!" This remark confused John, "What are you seeing, I can't imagine it's anything more than brown fur." Cock replied "I see a room with red walls and light pointing to a bed! I can't control where I look though, I think I can see through your eyes, Master!" John realized that consciousness included sight, so when Mike's eyes were absorbed, the only other place to go was John's eyes. John figured he might as well ask about the former raven's other senses and started clapping his paws, "Can you feel or hear the clapping?" Cock replied "I can hear it loud and clear, but all I feel is a soft warmness around me, like I'm in some sort of sack." It seemed that so far, the only sense that wasn't completely shared between John and Cock was touch. John figured he should quit messing with his cock and started on his daily routine.

He began picking up his and Mike's clothes to clean when Cock chimed in "Whose robe is that? That's way too small for you, Master!" This made John realize he had to do something with what was once Mike's stuff, namely his clothes and computer. "Well they belonged to a good friend of mine, he agreed to donate this and his other clothes to Goodwill since he won't need them anymore. He'll also sell his PC and donate the funds from that" Cock then blurted "Wow! You could convince someone to give their body for you!" John simply said "Oh I don't know about that, it could happen." Cock then asked "So where is your friend now, Master?" John couldn't figure out a good way to answer so he simply replied "I don't know exactly, but I'm sure he's happy wherever he is." Cock seemed satisfied with that and simply replied "Me, too."

John would never forget his lover or the gifts that he bestowed upon him. With his newfound power, both the number of donators and the money donated had more than tripled. John was also offered a position higher than just hosting a fundraiser or handing out flyers, which he took with pride. John would go on to be remembered as the man who made compassion mainstream, with his efforts going worldwide after a few months. When asked by reporters how he became the Champion of Charity that he's known as, John would simply respond that some guidance from an old friend turned his generous mannerisms into a lifestyle of improving everyone around him.