Anna sat on the floor of her kitchen, trying to get her head wrapped around the last few hours' events. After seeing Tommy was mostly okay, she put away the groceries and decided to wait it out. Whenever it stopped, they could figure out their options from there.
That was 4 hours ago, and it had taken until just now that she believed maybe he was finally done. It was time to assess the damage. She'd fetched her sewing tape measure to do just that.
"Sweety, I need you to hold still okay?" Tommy obliged, while not really paying attention to her.
She gingerly grasped the thick shaft, surprised by its weight. "Damn, that's a heavy dick..." she thought crudely. Being very gentle, she placed the end of the tape to his belly, and rolled it out down his length, holding it straight in its flaccid state.
Anna sighed heavily, putting her hand to her head.
11.5 inches. Her son had nearly a foot of soft cock hanging off him.
"Okay," she said quietly to herself, "Time for girth..."
The shaft had a slight bulge to it, being thickest in the middle. She figured she may as well get the biggest measurement, and wrapped it around the spot to the best of her ability.
"Oh my God," Anna covered her mouth. 7 inches circumference. Her son had a fatter dick than she'd ever handled, and it was soft.
Tommy had a porn sized dick, and it wasn't even hard.
She lifted the shaft up, inspecting his sack. His balls were truly massive, looking like two plums in a stretched bag.
She set the tape measure down, her world spinning. Tommy went back to his toys in the living room, while she had a minor meltdown.