Liam rushed home as quickly as he could. He quickly ran in, shut the door, ran to the bathroom and closed the door. He relaxed for a bit, knowing he could now fully explore his body. Liam's mom wouldn't be home until later.
Taking off what remained of his clothes and grabbing a measuring tape, Liam measured his new cock. There was no doubt that it had grown since the store - it now hung at just over 15 inches (15.3 to be precise!) soft. Liam's balls still looked impressively large, almost near volleyballs at this point. Taken together it looked unreal, especially jutting off the body of a thin 13 year old boy.
Suddenly Liam realized that everything seemed a little smaller... or was he taller? Looking closer, he did indeed seem to be taller. But how much?
Liam raced back downstairs to the measuring table. He gasped. He was eye level with his old measurement of 5'4". What was he now? Backing up against the measuring strip, Liam gasped when it read 5'10". He had grown half a foot!
Liam ran back upstairs up to his room, and threw open the wardrobe. Quickly tugging on one of his favorite shirts, he confirmed the numbers: the shirt was definitely too small for him. Whereas earlier today it would have fit perfectly, it currently rode several inches too high on his torso, and constricted tightly around his shoulders and neck. Ecstatic, Liam tried to remove the shirt, but ended up ripping it. Oh well, he thought.
Liam then found another pair of boxers, and it was here that he discovered one of the problems of having an enormous dick. It was very clear that no amount of wedging and cramming would make the monster fit into boxers that had been designed for someone with an average cock that was half a foot shorter.
Liam searched back in his wardrobe further and found some spandex workout shorts that he had been given as a gift. At the time he had snorted, thinking that they would never fit. Now though... he tried them on.
If there was one thing that the spandex did well, it provided some support and relief to his balls. Modesty however was out of the question. The spandex just stretched around Liam's twin softballs and steel rod, and provided no restraint whatsoever. It was clearly obvious that Liam was either enormously well endowed or packing to the point of ridiculousness. Liam debated going out in public anyway... but he was also conflicted. What should he do now?