Insatiable

His erotic life in tatters, begging her on wounded knee. Cruelly she said it matters, 'size is everything to me'. He was terribly offended, blamed his parents, even God. By next day he had suspended heavy metal from his rod. Weighing just on fifteen pounds in a harness made of felt, measured daily the amounts it had grown below the belt. Never told her of the traction, wanted it as a surprise. He would add not just a fraction but surpass all other guys. Spring had sprung and sap was rising, with his patience wearing thin, using donuts daily, sizing length and whether thick or thin. When he tought he was succeeding although time was running out he went from the weight preceding to a ton which is quite stout. Schlongs can handle much abuse, though to fool with your own genes may result in early blues yet no stretching for your jeans. Well, as I myself predicted weeks went by and stresses grew, soon he truly had inflicted traction so it reached his shoe. Then one morning in the shower, (she was brushing her long hair) , called her 'darling my sweet flower, have a look, I'd like to share this humongous and gigantic wonder weapon, see the size? Let's take time to be romantic it will give you such a rise.' While he spoke she had been seeing through the shaded shower glass something that no human being would have carried near his ass. So, she wondered, thinking fast whether it would be so smart to receive this handsome mast well, why not? It was a start. Dedicated, with no tongue in cheek to Sherrie because she knows the subject and will understand the matter. H