Go big, twelve inches!

It hasn’t been since junior high school since you actually measured yourself. “A foot,” you say rounding up.

“Oh I see,” Ashley raises her eyebrow with doubt, “the court will have to verify the truth by examining the evidence.”

With that she goes into her bag and brings out a 18 inch wooden ruler. She throws it to you, and you easily catch it.

Knowing what she wants now you place the ruler on top of your penis and measure yourself. Ashley stands up so she can see the reading too.

“You seem a bit short,” Ashley adds.

“Ten inches”, you announce, “I am sorry your honor I haven’t measured it since I was in junior high, back then I would exaggerate, like all teenagers, I just didn’t remember correctly.”

“Are you a man now?” Ashley asks.

A bit perturbed by the question you answer, “of course I am, and I take full responsibility for unintentionally misleading this court.

“I see,” Ashley continues, “since you are clearly a full grown man I have to rule that you have mislead this court and therefore you are in contempt.”

“Contempt?” you question.

“Yes, you are in contempt big man, which always brings a punishment. I hear by sentence you to masturbate for the camera,” Ashley orders.