While looking in your mirror, you admire your larger dick, but could swear your balls were bigger. "I can barely see them... I hope they aren't sick, or something." you wonder. As you pull your pants back up, in glancing, you swear a few strands of hair tickled your nose... "Might need to get a haircut on the way home..." you run out and head for the pool.
Along the way, your chest starts to chest and feel puffy. "Great. Knowing my luck, I got bit my mosquitoes carrying West Nile." you jest, scratching your chest. As you scratch, you note the time on your watch. "9:22 AM!! I have to get there fast!! She's probably already suited up!!" You run down the street, dodging oncoming traffic.
Once there, you waste no time getting to the locker room, where you strip down and begin to don your trunks. However, once devoid of clothes, you see in a mirror that the itchy spots are lightly swollen. "Might need some anti-histimine..." Then you saw your groin, and saw below your now even bigger dick no had no balls at all, but something that looked like an incomplete slit in its place.
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