Life was interesting for a few days. public urinals were now much lower to accommodate all the longer penises. With my privates on display, I had
to pay more attention to grooming down there as did everyone else and people who used to work in factories making pants and underwear, now
worked in factories making grooming supplies for a man's privates. And since they weren't so private anymore, talk about them was a lot more
open. It took some getting used to but touch was also more open as it became common to feel hand along my bare ass. And in the locker rooms,
guys would get together frequently to talk about pubic hair trimming techniques and they would help each other out.
The worst thing about this new world though was then when I got to see women naked, I realized that my wish had to change them to
accommodate and that didn't look so appealing. So I decided to bring myself and the world back to a more manageable size and said, "I wish my
penis was only twelve inches long and two inches around, that my balls were proportional and that every man's genitals was smaller than mine."
But I didn't change anything else yet so men still didn't wear pants. It was easier to cover genitals with shirts but no one felt like they ought to so
penises peeked often, especially since they were always hard.