Braden loved his new towering height, but he missed once again having his penis being as proportionally long compared to his height as it was previously.
His flaccid length compared to his height was still greater than the erect length of most adult men, and probably a record holder if height wasn’t taken into consideration, but he wanted the previous absurd proportions he had before. His logic told him that he already took an insane step by becoming the tallest person ever, but a stronger part of him wanted to continue, to go back to the absurd proportions, and that part made the excuse that if he can’t live a normal life now, why not continue a bit farther?
Braden started typing on his phone: “I wish that my penis was 15 inches flaccid and still growing, and that everyone was still impressed and intimidated by it while still thinking that it grew to this size normally, that everyone my age will still be jealous of it and that everyone who recently saw it will think that what they saw was only a bit smaller than that size.”
Braden felt warm in his crotch area as his appendage responded. Looking down at it, it quickly got 50% longer.
As it finished, it was back to the proportional length it had in the morning, once again feeling heavy and getting close to his knee.
Looking at his mirror, Braden saw how in the same way the rest of his body was very long in proportion to its width, so was his tube, though it also became thicker in girth.
His penis, completely flaccid, was now longer than any other person’s natural erect size (putting aside cases where the organ was artificially stretched over time to the point of an abomination).
“Nice to have you back” Braden said with a smile.
After touching himself in the obvious place for a few minutes, seeing as it grew a bit larger and became a bit harder in front of him, until an urge to urinate got the best of him.
Going to his private bathroom while feeling his endowment throbbing up and down and having to bend down a notable amount to not hit his head at the now 8 foot high doorframe, he saw how the place changed to suit his new titanic height.
Both the toilet and the sink stood higher than they did earlier, and the shower head came practically from the ceiling to give him standing space in the shower.
Going to the toilet, Braden once again had struggle as he aimed his rod at the bowl, trying to aim the powerful flow of urine correctly to the bowl. He mostly succeeded, and bent down to grab toilet paper to clean the rest. The papers looked small in his big hands with long fingers, but he didn’t struggle to use them.
Afterwards, he went into the shower to clean himself after that day, touching his rod and enjoying the distortion it caused for the water flow. After the shower ended, it was time to dry himself with a comparatively small towel, and then went back into his room (bending over the door) to put on his clothes.
Like his body, Braden’s clothes were impossibly long and comparatively skinny, and putting on his underwear, it felt very tight as it was once again too small for him.
“I wish my underwear fit my package better” he typed as it changed to give him a bit of room in that space. Letting his package dangle through the right leg, he went to the living room.
Braden then saw his dad, a fairly tall person, looking absolutely tiny next to him, while acting like it’s completely normal.
As both sat down to watch the TV at the large sofa, Braden still had very little space for him to lay down.
As the day came to an end, Braden and his tiny looking parents ate dinner, then continuing watching TV together, and after that, his mom told him to go to bed.
After returning to his room and then to the bathroom to brush his teeth and relieve himself once again (it wasn’t as problematic as the last time), Braden returned to his room, put on very long, large and loose pajama pants and went to bed, excited for the next day. Soon after, he fell asleep.