Ben woke up feeling a little depressed. He had been deprived of something that most boys his age had done several times. Sex. Ben craved hot, erotic, thilling, head-melting sex. Looking at his left wrist, he saw the cause of his deprivation. Whenever he met a hot fangirl, there was always some emergency he had to attend to. In addition, Julie said she wasn't ready yet.
Then, looking between his legs, he examined the object that aggrevated his problem ten fold. Even before he had found the omnitrix, his cock had always been huge. Gazing now at the twenty inches mass that was resting on his knee, he found himself almost wishing that he had never found the watch. It didn't help that when he saw D cups, his boxers split, or whenever he creamed himself that it looked like his pants had been dipped in something.
"This ends today," Ben vowed, "I will get laid today."
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