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Shortly after I became a newbie to the Internet in spring 1999, I began receiving daily offers in my email for penis enlargements. Remembering how Gina had laughed maliciously at my tiny, shriveled phallus and how humiliated I had felt, I purchased some of these pills offered with hesitation, and a month’s supply was delivered to my house within five business days.

I noticed effects almost immediately. My penis--starting at a mere three inches and as narrow as a twig--grew approximately two inches each day and expanded significantly in girth as well. By the end of that week, my penis had been a full twelve inches, with the circumference slightly wider than that of a roll of quarters. I stopped at that point for fear of the monstrosity I would become. I wanted beautiful women to swoon with overwhelming lust for my gargantuan manhood, not stricken with terror.

I soon sought Gina, and while she was at first reluctant to even let me in, when I revealed my enormous unit to her, she stood transfixed and utterly enamored. Upon letting me into her apartment, she immediately removed her cloths and I removed mine. Her nipples were fully erect upon her sumptuous breasts and her vagina was soaked with arousal.

As I lay on the bed and she lay upon me, my now fully erect penis plunged into her. It was a flesh-colored steel lance extending well over two feet that tore through her vagina. I could feel her warm blood spill upon my abdomen, scrotum, and thighs as she cried out both in alarm and sudden pain. The head of my penis burst through the small of Gina’s back and spasms wracked her whole body as she writhed in agony and cried out in horror at what had happened. After shaking her free, I called an ambulance. Unfortunately, Gina was pronounced DOA and I was charged with second-degree manslaughter.

After being exonerated, I became a priest and took a vow of celibacy. Even after all these years--long after I amputated my now deformed, oversized penis and scrotum and flushed them down the prison toilet while I was awaiting my bail hearing--I still sometimes feel that abomination attached between my legs, still feel the tingling itch of arousal that threatens to leave utter devastation in its wake.

 

The End

August 13, 2005


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