Just when I looked over the street I saw him. My ex-boyfriend. Carl is his name and I really hate him after he left me for this stupid bimbo just because her tits were bigger than mine. He called me a gray mouse and that he just were together as long as he was searching for someone more beautiful.
I really don't know how I could have been so and now he stood there near the bus-stop at the other side of the street. Maybe waiting for his girlfriend.
I thought of the ring I just got donated and grinned. Does it work? I asked silently myself, but Carl would be a nice victim to test it.
I just looked at Carl and thought of what I could wish for him... He left me for a girl with bigger tits... but what about him. As far as I remember his cock is by far not big enough to match this.
An evil smile went over my face as I wished that his cock should grow an inch every quarter hour.
Tomorrow will be school. I thought to myself at the moment we've got 5 pm school ... I will see him around 9 am... will be nice to see him walking around with a 64 inch longer cock.