Matt, after having felt his euphoric explosion subside. Came to the conclusion that exploring more into what the possibilities were would be quite the idea indeed.
Having his cock grow any more would leave it almost dragging across the floor; which was something that he really didn't want to deal with. However... he knew through his experiments so far that he can reverse any changes he wants pronto. So there wasn't any point to deny his experimental thoughts.
For the third time tonight, Matt picked up his cock and shoved it into the machine, (both hands needed) and clicked around the settings to find what he wanted.
[SUBJECT INFO]
FLACCID LENGTH: 14IN
FLACCID WIDTH: 3.1IN
ERECT LENGTH: 17.8IN
ERECT WIDTH: 5.9IN
BALL SIZE COMPARABLE TO: OVER-INFLATED BASEBALLS
Holy crap, Matt thought. Seeing it on the display made his situation all the more real, and made him all the more horny.
Finding the Ball Size chart once more, he clicked all the way down, much past the beach balls, and landed on "Bean Bag." Who would've known that two simple words could incite such a chill down a guy's spine? Had his thoughts not been clouded by that cloud of hormones then maybe he would've stopped and thought before pressing on the APPLY button. But press that button he did all the same.
It took a while this time, more of a charge that the remote needed, he suspected. But when it hit him it was like a semi-truck right over his testicles. They roared in size, very quickly, much quicker than Matt suspected. He was knocked backwards onto his bed and almost accidentally let go of his new prized machine. With each comparable size flying by, his number of nerve endings grew too, exponentially.
*DING*
[SUBJECT INFO]
FLACCID LENGTH: 14IN
FLACCID WIDTH: 3.1IN
ERECT LENGTH: 17.8IN
ERECT WIDTH: 5.9IN
BALL SIZE COMPARABLE TO: 6-FOOT BEANBAGS
After what felt like an eternity.
It was completed.
With a soft whirring noise and a pleasant *gong* reminiscent to that of a microwave, he discovered the orgasmic hell he'd instilled upon himself.
Attempting to sit up, he found that he could feel the sheer volume of cum he now had sloshing around. Running a hand over his new stones caused Matt to gasp involuntarily. His cock sprang to life, fully erect and began to dribble pre-cum in a stream so intense that it reminded himself of a kitchen tap being opened.
Nearly possessed by what the possibilities were now, he took to stroking his 9 hands-and-a-half long organ with as much speed as he could possibly muster.
He didn't know whether or not it was based off of the new dick or balls but it took him only a few minutes to get the feeling that he was approaching climax.
Now or never, he thought.
In a moment of orgasmic bliss, the likes of which he hasn't even dreamed of. He climaxed. And boy oh boy it was the best conclusion to anything he'd ever even thought of. Long, steaming ropes of cum shot from his now comparably small cock. One, two, three, all the way to 42 giant spurts. It lasted over 5 minutes and coated everything in his room beneath a sheet of white.
Then, something else happens: