10:15am
William was feeling good. He had done some of his follow up calls, emptied his inbox, gotten his logs cleaned up and sent some things off to processing. He finally felt that he had gotten back in "work mode" after the wedding, the honeymoon and the resulting jet-lag and exhaustion. He wasn't going to slack off just because of his newfound position in his bosses family. He was a hard worker, he'd always been a hard worker, and he'd continue to be one so that he and Jocelyn could make the life they had planned together.
Another reason for William's good mood had been Vincent's silence. For once, the slacking man-child was focused on more than just bitching at him.
William looked at his watch and realized he'd been at it for a long enough time to warrant a coffee break. Standing up, he noticed that his clothes felt tight. He fiddled with his tie as he walked out and away from the workspace he and Vincent shared. Before he was out of earshot, he heard Vincent say, "That ought to liven things up."
Paying no attention to the words of that weirdo, William started toward the break room but then he felt a sudden urge. He had to piss and bad. Rushing a little bit faster to the restroom than was appropriate for the office setting, William pushed open the door not realizing that in his haste, one of the buttons had popped off his shirt.
10:18am Practically dancing to first stall, William unzipped his fly. In his haste to keep from pissing his pants, William was surprised that when he went to reach into the navy blue boxers he had put on this morning, his hand touched a tight cotton pouch instead. Looking down, he realized he was wearing a neon orange jockstrap. Fumbling for a bit, he released himself from its confines and felt the sweet release as he began to finally relax as a hot stream of piss shot into the waiting urinal.
William sighed in relief but then he noticed something strange. Looking down at himself, he realized he was bigger. Not just pee-boner bigger, he was a lot bigger than he remembered being in his life. Jocelyn had told him before that he had been a good size and to not compare himself to some of the guys in the dirty movies they had watched together a couple of times they were feeling adventurous. She said he was bigger than average, and bigger than her last boyfriend. In the past, that had made him feel better about the five and a half inches he'd been gifted with.
Now, looking down as he pissed, he was shocked to see that he now had a cock that rivaled anything he had seen in those videos. He wanted to panic. But he was still pissing, and he was at work, in public. As soon as he was done, he tucked himself away in the jockstrap he didn't remember getting into this morning and went over to the sink.