Legal/ Your neighbors house to babysit their son
You remember you have babysitting duty for your neighbors the Clarks today. Even though you hate babysitting that little demon of theirs you go anyway to see the effects of your wish. The Clarks are pretty chill neighbors in the worst way. Lisa Clark never thought her son did any wrong, and Gary Clark raised the boy to be as much of a brute as him. Which brings us to Freddy Clark, the 12 (now almost 13, you know this because he won't shut up about it) year old hurricane of a child and literal son of a bitch. The money you made babysitting was worth the pain and annoyance but only just barely. You've had soccer balls slammed into your face, RC cars ram into your shin, stepped on countless legos, and even been knocked out cold by a toy drone. You knock the door hoping that your wish made Freddy a more subservient boy and not a dominant one.
As soon as the door opens a nerf bullet just barely misses your face. Shit. "You're late." Says Ms. Clark without even making eye contact. She's already out the door headed to her car. "Gary! The sitters here! Leave Freddy alone and let's go!" You then see in the hallway Mr.Clark tucking his dick in his boxers and pulling his pants back on. "Alright!" He walks past you and pats your shoulder "That boy loves to horse around!" And with that they're out the driveway and gone.
Maybe this wish worked after all...
You walk in and hear cartoons playing in the living room but you also hear the very familiar sound of masturbation. You look into the living room and on the couch is Freddy completely nude jacking off to nothing in particular. He hears you enter and turns to look at you. "Hey fag." Your eyes haven't left his unusually thick uncut cock. It has to be at least 5 inches. Good for a boy his age. You already see signs of pubes growing above and his balls have definitely dropped. "You know the drill. Lets go." He tosses you some BDSM gear. Chains, leather outfit, handcuffs, ballgag, cockring, and rope.
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