On his way out of the office closet, Jake had grabbed a piece of copy paper off the shelf.
“I need to find out how big I am now after that last growth spurt,” Jake thought as he fired off an email. He glanced down at his crotch.
He was huge.
Jake was used to showing a slight bulge when he was normal sized; something that you could see if he spread his legs, hiked his shorts up real high, or was just wearing some form fitting briefs.
This, though, was a mountain of bulging flesh. Jake quickly looked back to his screen and continued working.
“I can’t get distracted. If I get a boner I won’t be able to stand back up. Hell, if I get a boner, these pants might not be able to hold themselves together.”
Jake could feel the heat from all the extra him down there. As he worked away he slowly shifted forward in his seat. He felt a slight pressure as the seat of his pants wrapped around and strained against his massive nuts. He knew they had grown too but hadn’t gotten a good idea of just how big.
His testicles were separated by the seam of his pants, each one bulging out between his leg and the center of his pants. He could feel them hanging slightly over the edge of his seat and the warmth of them pressed against the last 2-3 inches of his thigh along his inseam.
Without thinking, Jake reached down to scratch a passive itch on his left nut.
His hand was a little too rough at first contact.
“OW,” Jake bursted.
He glanced up to make eye contact with his boss who apparently heard his yelp.
He offered up a shrug and feigned shaking out a hand cramp and quickly looked away.
“I’m not used to how big these things are. And so sensitive too. I wonder if that’s a side effect of the recent growth.” Jake reached down and gently massaged his balls. As his hand pulled away, he saw the two nectarines heavily drop a few inches without the support of his hand and bounce just a bit.
“Fuck me. These are so huge.”
If his nuts were huge then his dick was massive.
During his visit with Josh, his dick slid down his pant leg and was still resting there.
Jake could see the head of his dick outlined in his pants. He had never thought much about his dickhead before. His old dickhead was maybe the size of an acorn when he was soft.
Currently, the outlined bulge sitting at the end of his boxer line had to be close to the size and width of a kiwi.
“I have to get a hold of that watch. This is too big to live with,” Jake thought as he absentmindedly covered part of the shaft with his hand. Jake was shocked as he realized the width of his soft bulge was nearly as wide as his entire palm the way that it was packed into his pants.
“I gotta see how big this thing is.” Jake grabbed a piece of copy paper and lined up the short edge of the paper with the tip of his dick partway down his thigh. The other corner came up just to where his leg met his crotch.
“Fuck. I’m almost completely soft and my dick is for sure at least a little bit longer than this edge of the paper.” Jake wondered, “how long is a side of paper? I gotta look this up.” Jake quickly googled it and found the answer he was looking for.
Jake had more than 8.5 inches of fat, soft cock down his pant leg. And there was another few inches above that where his thick root emerged from his body.
“I have to find that watch before I grow again.”