Derrick ran from the group of love-gods he ran into the restroom but he wasn't looking and ran into a
gentleman, he had red hair and was very built, and look definitively scottish, with his long beard, but
strangest of all a very long kilt.
"What's the hurry laddie?" asked the man.
"I was just..."
"Are those tears? Lad a man shouldn't have to tear up fer nothing."
"It was does..."
"Here, here let me see." said the man grabbing Derricks head with both hands. "Oy, do you crossed with the
love-gods."
"Do... do you know of them?"
"Know of them? Why lad I'm practically an honorary member?"
"Really you don't look greek, wait how did you know I knew them?" asked Derrick trying to make sense.
"I am a god like 'em I simply read your mind laddie, and second we are gods, we take the shape we want. An
blessed be the scotts, their costume serve me well."
"Good for you, but I had it with 'divine intervention', so..."
"Whoa, whoa laddie, I'm sure it's just a matter of perspective, so what if you were blown off by Bliss, you
look decent enough to get any lady."
"Hmmph, I don't know."
"As I see it lad, you either a cadamite or lack confidence, and the latter is usually because of a wee
peepee." said the man making a gesture with his pinky.
"A cada-what? look if you too want a good laugh out of the mortal, whatever you sell I don't buy." said
annoyed Derrick.
"Hahahahaha! I like you kid, you have spunk, but let see if you have how to back it up, show them." commanded
the man.
"Show what?" asked Derrick.
"Oy" said annoyed, and lifting off his kilt showed Derrick his naked nether region "THIS LAD!" Derrick almost
faints, under the kilt there was a massive cock, almost two and a half feet long, 4" thick. "Now you lad."
"What?!!" he took him by the arm and led him to a stall, where he began to undo his pants, and with one swift
motion, he lowered both pants and boxers. Derrick tried to cover, but couldn't for some reason. Now Derrick
wasn't underdevelop, he had a bush over his 5" cock, and hanging testes, it was a normal set of penis and
balls. But to the man..."Hahahaha! I knew it lad, but don't worry, I'll help you." With one hand he grabbed
his balls and pulled down, Derrick felt pain and hsi balls enlarging their size. Next he grabbed his cock and
pulled down, much to Derricks pain. After the man left him, he said. "See lad, now you have a propper set."
said the man showing Derrick his new foot long cock and tennis balls 'balls'.
"What have you done to me?"
"Help you being a man, I warranty you have no longer a problem mating with a lass. Assuming you go after
lassies."
"Yes I do, but..."
"Don't need to thank me, call me Patrick or Pat, but if you are curious I'm Priapus, god of Fertility, male
fertility. Oh that remind me, you better get ready to raise children because your boys are always going to hit
the target, if you know what I mean."
"Pria- that explain that cock!"
"Aye! it was difficult to concealed in a pair of pants. And then I found out about the Scots and their kilts,
bloody brilliant I tell you."
"Like mine?!"
"Yes like yours. Anyway, glad to help lad. Take care." said Patrick leaving the restroom, while a very
confused and assaulted Derrick couldn't leave the stall with his long dick outside his pants. Priapus not
being the most clever god of them all.