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Chapter 19 by Pikotru Pikotru

What happens next?

Big Mike learns a thing

As the school day began, John felt a mix of excitement and apprehension as he didn't want to do anything and just see how it turns out with Mike. He couldn't shake the idea of what Mike would now do. Walking through the halls, he noticed a few lingering glances directed at his crotch, causing him to feel more powerful, manly, and confident, even when wearing baggy pants, as it started to show sometimes a bit of his size.

Arriving at his first class, John tried to focus on the lesson, but his mind kept drifting to thoughts of Big Mike and the rising libido as he had to release all the cum as he read on his paper today.

Cock Length (Erect): 11.3 inches (28.70 cm)
Cock Girth (Erect): 8.142 inches (20.65 cm)
Cock Length (Flaccid): 6.535 inches (16.6 cm)
Cock Girth (Flaccid): 5.085 inches (12.92 cm)
Balls Length: 4.11108 inches (10.44 cm)
Balls Width: 2.57069 inches (6.53 cm)
Ejaculate Volume: 0.470 fluid ounces (13.88 ml)
Testosterone Production Rate per Minute: 0.06351543 milligrams
Height: 5 feet 6.34 inches (168.5 cm)
Because of the larger testicles, there's also an increase in testosterone production, resulting in overall bodily changes such as increased height, muscle mass, facial and body hair growth, deepening of voice, heightened libido, and enhanced erythropoiesis.
John's body starts to adjust to the increased size of his genitalia, with the larger testicles leading to a significant rise in testosterone production, correlating with the magical 0.2-inch daily growth. This results in a small, additional growth in John's genitalia, as he's still 18 and not yet finished growing. Resulting in a Growth of 0.3-0.5 Inches a Day.

He actually produces around 13ml with just one orgasm, and the **** with which it would come out is something he can't even comprehend. Maybe he shouldn't even bother with tissues now.

As the day progressed, John found himself increasingly wondering what Mike was planning, or if he would even do something or conduct research.

Finally, the time came for sports class, and John reluctantly made his way to the locker room. As he wanted to start change his clothes, he couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Hey, John," came Big Mike's voice in his typical cocky tone, dripping with arrogance and superiority. John turned around to see the towering figure of the school bully. His usual cocky demeanor and face were quickly replaced with a hint of curiosity as Big Mike glanced at John's bulge, making it clear that was his intention.

"Hey, Mike," John replied instinctively, feeling his body recognize who the Alpha Male was.

"So, I heard something interesting the other day," he said, his tone casual but with a hint of menace. "It seems true that you're actually bigger, but still, this is nothing. And who are you, having an erection right now?" He started to get louder, aiming to embarrass John, as more and more guys began to look over to see who Mike was bullying this time.

John's heart skipped a beat as he realized what Big Mike was getting at, but he knew it was now or never. His body seemed to agree as he started to get erect, saying, "Oh, this is not an erection, this is..." As his erection began to grow and his bulge expanded, his dick eventually protruded from the hole in his trousers, nearly reaching his knees. It didn't quite touch them, but there wasn't much space left. Mike, and the other boys around, watched in shock as John's erection grew.

"Do you really think I'm going to believe you?" Mike said angrily to John. "You really got some fake extension for your small weewee to feel confident now? That's low, but fitting for you." Mike pulled out a 12-inch ruler from his pocket, as he always carried it to prove his size to others. "Here, let me measure it for you, small boy, to see what you wasted your money on." He said, grabbing John's dick aggressively, resulting in it starting to leak precum. "It even has a mechanism, that's quite expensive, my boy," he said, still grabbing and pulling it out completely from John's trousers, also freeing his huge testicles, each as big as a small grapefruit. "Oh, you even got some grapefruits attached to it, an eye for detail you little artist, huh?" He remarked.

Mike began to measure the length, "Oh, you really didn't save a buck, you got an 11.3 incher here, huh?" Mike said, squeezing John's dick, still thinking it was fake, resulting in John climaxing and releasing a 13 ml cum spurt with so much **** at Mike that he stumbled back a bit, causing a messy situation with that much cum. Mike seemed to start to realize, "I mean, John, that's quite impressive for that much money." Mike seemed to now know, as he slowly backed up and started to leave, "I mean, I have to go now, see you." And just like that, he was gone, leaving everyone just staring at the door and at John's towering 11.3-inch erection, his dick still throbbing there after the climax. There was definitely a 10-second silence, with everyone just looking at John, but he knew this was right, as Mike would only have learned his place like this, and everyone now knew his size, while John now was starting to get flaccid again and dress in his sport clothes. He just wanted this to be over, but the other guys couldn't just let it go, so a lot of them came up to him, forming what felt like an interview group.

"HOLY SHIT, John! Do you really have an 11.3 incher?"

"How is that possible, John?"

"HOW DID YOU GET THIS BIG SO FAST? I SAW YOU LAST MONTH, YOU WERE JUST A 5.5 incher!" (He guessed really well, damn)

"THOSE BALLS! You really got some big balls as you beat BIG MIKE, and that also literally."

"HOW MUCH CUM WAS THAT?"

"WAS YOUR DAD A HORSE?"

"YOU COULD NOW GET PINKY AS YOUR GIRLFRIEND, MATE."

And that also brought John to an idea with Pinky, but before anything else could be said, the coach came in and said, "WHY ARE YOU TAKING SO LONG? SPORTS CLASS STARTED FIVE MINUTES AGO. NOW COME OUT, NAKED OR CLOTHED, NOW!" He looked around, luckily, no one was naked anymore and was dressed up. "AND WHERE IS OUR ACE SPORTSMAN, MIKE? I CAN'T DEAL WITH YOU ANYMORE!" He screamed and was out already, and with that, the day just continued.

What Happens Next?

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