Zack was in his first year of college. He studied photography and was 18 years old. His crush - Elsie - who was also 18, sat next to him in photography class.
Today was the last day of the first year of college before the start of summer. A lot of students were wearing pretty ample clothing due to the heat. And for Zack, these times were his favourite of the year.
Elsie was, in his opinion, the most beautiful creature he had set his eyes on. She was a brunette who had dyed her hair blonde, had amazing blue eyes, a really pretty face, her body wasn't fat nor skinny, and a height of exactly 5'4 1/2.
Zack had known Elsie since the start of high school. He still remembers when they were 13 or 14, he and his friends (including Elsie and her friends) all played a game of Truth or Dare during a lesson. One guy asked Elsie what her bra size was, and she revealed it to be 34DD. Her boobs were definitely big back then and so everyone believed her.
Now back to the day in the photography lesson; due to the hot temperature, Elsie was wearing a silk, white shirt which was nearly completely transparent. Her boobs were much bigger by now, and Zack was sure because her bra had a black tag that you could read if you looked hard enough through the silk shirt: "36H".
Zack's dick started to stiffen.
"I just wanna go home and fall on asleep on my bed for the rest of summer" Elsie said, making Zack snap out of his daydream.
"Uh, yeah same here hahaha. You gonna hang out?" Zack asked.
"I'm too tired to go for a date so imma just hang out with my friends."
"Oh nice."
Zack was just over 5'5 with a skinny body and had a 4 inch dick (6 inch when erect). He had always been self-conscious about his body, mainly because it didn't ever meet Elsie's type for a boyfriend - tall, handsome, muscles and a big dick. He knew all that from Elsie's friend Isabella, who is also a close friend of Zack's (she had big tits too, which looked much bigger than Elsie's).
The bell rang and class was over. Zack dreaded the thought of never being able to have sex with Elsie, because that's what he's been wanting to do since they were 13 when she first grew big tits. He also never understood the concept of male genetics and heritage. See, his dad was just over 6 foot when he was Zack's age with a muscular physique and - Zack knows this because he walked into the bathroom at the wrong time - a big dick, which looked around 7-8 inches in its soft state. Zack's brother Joe, on the other hand, was a much more true definition of a man. Joe was only 3-4 years older than Zack and yet he had the body of a god. 6'5, really attractive muscles, handsome and a really large dick - around 9 or 10 inches when soft and 11.5 when erect.
Zack had always thought there was something seriously wrong with him. He even worked out at the gym but never showed any signs of muscle improvement. He was a complete outlier in his family's genetics. Until one day.
It's now the middle of summer and Zack is cycling home from a friend's house. He just enjoyed the new Call of Duty game with his friend Edward, and was planning to go home and buy a copy for himself. However, just as Zack was turning right onto his street, a speeding Land Rover knocked Zack off his bike and his landed pretty hard on the pavement which knocked him out. The driver of the car quickly got out the car and called the ambulance.