Everything he's got!

Paul felt awfully embarrassed, but saw no alternative. "Okay," he said, unzipping himself and then laying out his full length flat against his thigh.

"Whoa ... !" said Mrs. Hunter. "Paul ... I think I can see what the problem is! Your penis really IS too big, just like you told Mrs. Jones! Oh, my goodness!"

"So ... can I get a passing grade?"

"First things first. This photo shows you hard. Now, to corroborate it properly ... I'll need to see you hard."

"But, you just said you can see I'm too big."

"I need to check if this photograph is in any way untrue or exaggerated."

Paul felt flustered. "But ... I just got hard and jacked off for Mrs. Jones only ten minutes ago!"

"Don't worry, Paul -- I'll help you."

Paul gulped as Mrs. Hunter gently wrapped both her dainty hands around his formidable girth and stroked him urgently up and down, up and down. He felt surprised and strangely ashamed as his penis quickly sprang right back to erection.

Mrs. Hunter grabbed a ruler from a table -- which struck Paul as a bit convenient.

"Mrs. Jones is right!" she sighed, gazing at his glans sticking out past the ruler's end.
"This has to be the Largest COCK on the PLANET!"

"Oh, I don't know," murmured Paul. "So, I get my credit, right?"

"Mmm ... that could be a problem. I'm glad to have found out about your ... special condition, but I'd like to keep it hush-hush. We need some way to account for your getting a passing grade after all. I'm thinking ... extra credit."

"Extra credit?"

"In sex education. Paul, a young man with this very special ... gift ... of yours requires special attention and extra education. But don't worry. I'm going to teach you everything you need ... right now!"