I went home and decided the best way to create my fantasy world was to start with myself first and then work outward. I stripped naked and
said, "I wish I owned a full length, tri-fold mirror so I could get a good look at myself."
I looked in the mirror and then started making wishes to improve my looks: more muscle, less fat, cleaner skin, more hair in some places and
less hair in others. By the time I was done, I looked like a male supermodel. Then I decided to experiment a little. "I wish my penis was six feet
long and one foot around and that my balls were big to match."
I immediately started getting an erection and as the blood rushed out of my body, I passed out.
When I woke up, I realized my wish needed some adjustment. I remembered warnings about health problems that could occur so I said, "I wish
that my penis was permanently erect but that I was safe from any health problems that could cause."
I thought it was great, at first. Then I realized that I was pinned to the floor by my own masculinity. I thought about it for a while and finally
said, "I wish my penis was only two feet long and only four inches around and that my balls were sized to match."
Then I stood up. It was still awkward with all that weight in front and I made a few more wishes to make it easier to walk, which wound up
requiring my butt muscles to become larger. Finally, I could walk around.
I spend some time enjoying my condition and then decided that a lot of the pleasure would be in showing off and having people admire me. I
thought about clothing but couldn't come up with anything that would cover what I had and besides, covering it would defeat the purpose of
showing off. Then I thought about what would really happen if people saw me walking around this freakishly huge. I had to figure out
something. So I said, "I wish that every human penis and balls was like mine but somewhere between six inches to one foot shorter and that it
was considered normal like it had always been this way."
I didn't change but I looked around my room and noticed some changes. All my pants and underwear disappeared. I still had shirts and other
clothes. There were even new clothes for adorning my privates but these were considered accessories. I looked outside quickly to double check
and no one covered their penis or balls anymore. They might adorn them with jewelry or ball warmers but they didn't show any concern about
letting it all hang out. I started to head outside and as I passed the bathroom, I noticed that even the toilets had changed with a longer lip for
the longer penis to rest in so a man could still sit if he needed to.