So this is my fantastical version of what happened to me at age 18, and how I took serious advantage of it.
My life as a wandering high school kid with no real clique to fit in, ended on my 18th birthday. It was halfway through my senior year. I awoke that fateful morn and hopped in the shower just like the morning before, yet I noticed something strangely different. My lifelong friend (my penis) had pretty much doubled in size and girth. My jaw dropped, my dick twitched, and I almost fainted right there. I held on to the sides of the shower until I was sure I wasn't going to black out. Then my hand shot down to grab what was almost a 10", round like a little can of tomato paste, behemoth coming to life in just a few strokes. Holy shit it's beautiful I breathed to no one. I leaned my head back, and starting jerking myself off to Katy Perry. In no time I started running thick powerful squirts of semen across the shower and that's when I noticed my balls had doubled in size too. Insanely happy with my new bulge...I trotted off to school...completely still unaware that I'm not done with changing things.
It started off slow in first, second, and third period. I started to notice that any student, faculty, or random passerby would stop when I talked to them and then hurry off to do as I suggested. Becky, in first period, sharpened my pencil for me when she got up to sharpen hers and I jokingly asked her to sharpen mine...she did. When the class bully in second period started razzing the nerd...he stopped when I told him to shut it up because some of us were trying to learn. Third period, Ms. Jenkins, a semi young hot and sexy lil teacher started erasing my grades in her grade book and changing them all to A+ when I told her it would help me tremendously if she would just go ahead and pass me with flying colors.
I knew I had to be going insane...there is no way that people are doing exactly as I tell them to do, with just the sound of my voice. I've never been heard in school, life, or anything else, and now alla sudden I'm commander in Chief? Well with the bulge in front of my pants I felt like I was talking softly, and carrying a big stick.
I got home after school that day and thought; I better test this theory out with something crazy so I can put my troubled mind at ease. My mom was upstairs doing laundry, my older sister and one of her college friends were talking boys talk in her room, and the neighbor from across the street and her super-hot daughter were in the kitchen chatting idly about tomorrow's block wide yard sale.
I came into the kitchen and jumped up backwards to sit on the kitchen island facing Amanda, the mom, and Sarah, her daughter. Sarah was also a senior at my school.
"I would like your ladies help on something," I asked both of them.
"So please come to me both of you, put one hand on my leg, and stop talking until I say start talking again," I continued on.
In total shock of my current status and not expecting much from this interchange, I sat there in awe and wanderlust. When both girls took two steps to me and each woman placed a hand upon my now trembling legs.
"I want you to continue running your hand up my thigh and feel for my cock. And then you are going to do the same thing Sarah," I barely whispered the command without my voice cracking!
"Then you both are going to guess what size my dick is. The winner who guesses the closest to the actual size, gets a door prize," I exclaimed with a smile on my face.
Amanda let out a small whistle and licked her lips as she sized me up. Sarah looked away embarrassed, as she sized up my manhood with her hands. I looked around all sides and still no interruption so I pushed on.
They both guessed and Amanda, the mom, was almost dead on with her guess. Sarah, however, didn't guess as accurately.
"Sarah, I would like for you to open the drawer closest to you and pull out the ruler," I commanded her to do so now.
"Amanda, come free my one eyed monster from its cage please," I asked of her politely.
Amanda zipped down my jeans and flopped my fully engorged member out into the open. A weird moment of silence descended on us as we all stared at it like an out of place hood ornament.
"Sarah, please read the ruler aloud and let our audience know its true size," I said to Sarah.
She placed the ruler up to my cock and read the measurement in a voice barely audible.
"9 and a half inches," Sarah said with a beet red face.
As I had not told her what to do after that she did what came naturally, shied away from an uncomfortable situation.