It was a blessing in disguise. He could now control the size of his cock. He rolled the time forward and back on his watch, just to be sure, and it still worked.
He had chosen a pair of boxer briefs and then baggy jeans, so he would not have too many problems during the day, and feeling his larger cock riding in the boxers was nearly mind blowing. He put on a reasonably tight t-shirt to offset the jeans.
He got into his car and drove to school. The drive taking about 35 minutes due to traffic. The vibrations from the car were very distracting with his new equipment.
He got to school and wound his clock back a couple of hours, to give him some breathing room, then went to seek out his girlfriend Sara to show her.
On the way, he ran into his best friend Jake.
Jake walked up to him and slapped him on the back. "How's it hanging, man," Jake asked, falling into step beside Carl.