Hello, I am a long time lurker and first time poster.
This story is a journal of a bisexual man, who,
thanks to a strange website, finds his genitals
growing larger every morning. His disbelief turns
to shock as he gets bigger and bigger and begins
getting hornier for big men with even bigger tastes.
This story will continue based on feed back.
August 3, 2016
3.9” L 3.8” G
Hello. My name is John, age 29. I am starting this ‘growth journal’, as I am calling it, to record the changes that I hope are about to happen to me. In case in the future someone finds this and is wandering what the hell I look like, I am six foot three inches tall with an endomorph body type (skinny bastard) without much muscle to speak of sadly, but I am told that my red headed boyish looks make up for this (except for my ex who said I looked like girl).
By this point, maybe you can tell that I am a columnist for a magazine that specializes in, well, nightly fantasies if you catch my meaning. I am an open (more or less) bisexual with a strong fondness for booky sort of lady with modest features that are underplayed due to a devout shyness, and boyish effeminate men with gigantic cocks and balls, hence my problem.
My boyish features are accompanied by a positively tiny erection only 3.9 inches long and about the same around. I have always lacked confidence in my sexuality due to my size and the fact I can only last a couple of minutes before ejaculating a drop or two of thin sperm. The men I seek are always far larger than I am making me fell unable to please them, or any women who look my way with interest, thus clubbing is a very intimidating thought for me.
I have been alone in life and bed now for about three years and a few days ago I decided enough was enough. I would go out and find a partner, but I knew that I needed to improve my sexual abilities before I did. So, I looked about on the internet for a solution, but only found the usual rubbish pills, sprays, and extenders that time and again proved themselves worthless. Then yesterday, I found a red and silver envelope in my letterbox addressed to me. Upon opening it I found a golden piece of paper inside with a web address on it and the words ‘your solution’ written on it. After some hesitation (after all this type of marketing was very odd indeed just shoving vague letters in a man’s box and declaring it the ‘solution’), I decided to go ahead and see what this was all about and typed the address in my browser.
It took me a web page that was red and silver striped with gold and black text. At first glance that page only said hello, but as my eyes adjusted to this loudness of the colour scheme, I saw the full extent of what was written on it.
Hello, John.
We know what you want.
We know how small it is.
We want it to grow as well.
We want you to last for hours.
We want you to be able to cum litres.
You’ve found us.
We will make you grow.
We will MAKE you grow.
Below you will see two options: No Thanks and Grow.
If you click on ‘No Thanks’, nothing will happen and you can walk away.
If you click ‘Grow’, your penis, testicals, sexual endurance,
And desire will grow larger every day.
Every day.
Make your choice, John.
We are waiting.
NO THANKS GROW
There was nothing else written on the page. Nothing to indicate how, whoever it was, knew who I was, or what I had been looking for. As I sat there unsure what to make of all this I found my hand moving the cursor over the ‘grow option’ after all it was obviously a joke of some sort and John is such a common name. I thought that I would see what this was on about (it was too odd not to see what the hell it was) so, I turned on all my firewalls in case this was a virus scam and was ready to disconnect from the net should this get out of hand and clicked ‘grow’. The text on screen changed and now only read:
Thank you, John.
You will begin seeing results the morning after next.
They will be small but steady spurts of size.
You will grow during sleep.
Grow, John.
Grow.
The window closed automatically and I was left wondering if I hadn’t just dreamt this whole thing up.
When I woke up this morning, I felt full of energy and was very horny with a full erection practically bursting at the seams. However nothing had changed. I still came after only a few seconds of jerking myself, but something inside me still felt…strong for lack of a better word, so, just for fun and to humour this feeling I decided to write this journal. According to what it had said, I should see something change tomorrow. If nothing happens I’ll just delete this. If something does change, as unlikely as that is, I‘ll keep writing here detailing what happens. I am off to work now.
This story is a journal of a bisexual man, who,
thanks to a strange website, finds his genitals
growing larger every morning. His disbelief turns
to shock as he gets bigger and bigger and begins
getting hornier for big men with even bigger tastes.
This story will continue based on feed back.
August 3, 2016
3.9” L 3.8” G
Hello. My name is John, age 29. I am starting this ‘growth journal’, as I am calling it, to record the changes that I hope are about to happen to me. In case in the future someone finds this and is wandering what the hell I look like, I am six foot three inches tall with an endomorph body type (skinny bastard) without much muscle to speak of sadly, but I am told that my red headed boyish looks make up for this (except for my ex who said I looked like girl).
By this point, maybe you can tell that I am a columnist for a magazine that specializes in, well, nightly fantasies if you catch my meaning. I am an open (more or less) bisexual with a strong fondness for booky sort of lady with modest features that are underplayed due to a devout shyness, and boyish effeminate men with gigantic cocks and balls, hence my problem.
My boyish features are accompanied by a positively tiny erection only 3.9 inches long and about the same around. I have always lacked confidence in my sexuality due to my size and the fact I can only last a couple of minutes before ejaculating a drop or two of thin sperm. The men I seek are always far larger than I am making me fell unable to please them, or any women who look my way with interest, thus clubbing is a very intimidating thought for me.
I have been alone in life and bed now for about three years and a few days ago I decided enough was enough. I would go out and find a partner, but I knew that I needed to improve my sexual abilities before I did. So, I looked about on the internet for a solution, but only found the usual rubbish pills, sprays, and extenders that time and again proved themselves worthless. Then yesterday, I found a red and silver envelope in my letterbox addressed to me. Upon opening it I found a golden piece of paper inside with a web address on it and the words ‘your solution’ written on it. After some hesitation (after all this type of marketing was very odd indeed just shoving vague letters in a man’s box and declaring it the ‘solution’), I decided to go ahead and see what this was all about and typed the address in my browser.
It took me a web page that was red and silver striped with gold and black text. At first glance that page only said hello, but as my eyes adjusted to this loudness of the colour scheme, I saw the full extent of what was written on it.
Hello, John.
We know what you want.
We know how small it is.
We want it to grow as well.
We want you to last for hours.
We want you to be able to cum litres.
You’ve found us.
We will make you grow.
We will MAKE you grow.
Below you will see two options: No Thanks and Grow.
If you click on ‘No Thanks’, nothing will happen and you can walk away.
If you click ‘Grow’, your penis, testicals, sexual endurance,
And desire will grow larger every day.
Every day.
Make your choice, John.
We are waiting.
NO THANKS GROW
There was nothing else written on the page. Nothing to indicate how, whoever it was, knew who I was, or what I had been looking for. As I sat there unsure what to make of all this I found my hand moving the cursor over the ‘grow option’ after all it was obviously a joke of some sort and John is such a common name. I thought that I would see what this was on about (it was too odd not to see what the hell it was) so, I turned on all my firewalls in case this was a virus scam and was ready to disconnect from the net should this get out of hand and clicked ‘grow’. The text on screen changed and now only read:
Thank you, John.
You will begin seeing results the morning after next.
They will be small but steady spurts of size.
You will grow during sleep.
Grow, John.
Grow.
The window closed automatically and I was left wondering if I hadn’t just dreamt this whole thing up.
When I woke up this morning, I felt full of energy and was very horny with a full erection practically bursting at the seams. However nothing had changed. I still came after only a few seconds of jerking myself, but something inside me still felt…strong for lack of a better word, so, just for fun and to humour this feeling I decided to write this journal. According to what it had said, I should see something change tomorrow. If nothing happens I’ll just delete this. If something does change, as unlikely as that is, I‘ll keep writing here detailing what happens. I am off to work now.
