Phone your friend Mia

There was more time to do collateral damage to your home. But this was a fantasy you've shared with your best friend and frequent fuck bud Mia for ages. You wipe down your fingers on the carpet and text her,
"Heya, M. Are you awake? I have something at my place you NEED to see!" And send. A minute later, you get a reply,
"I assume I'll have to come and see if I want to find out? Alrighty, I'll be over in a bit." You smile and set your phone back down. During your time waiting for Mia, you decide to study your junk a little.

Your cock Was now Eight inches long, and thick as a soda can. Your urethra may have been as open as a soda can's opening, actually. It was still hard. You weren't sure if it could even soften anymore. Below it your sac drooped down to your knees, one grapefruit sized testicle on top of another to fit between your legs. cum slowly dripped off of them. Weirdly enough, the wight didn't hurt. In fact, your balls idly rumbled pleasantly

In a couple of minutes, your doorbell range. You walked down the hall and answered the door. Mia was stood there, eyes wide open. She opened her mouth to speak, and then shut it, instead just walking inside and closing the door behind her. She turned around to face you.
"W... care to explain?"
You figure the best way to explain is to show her. You lead her down the hall into your room. The smell is strong and thick in the air, and the state of your bed and ceiling is a scene to behold.
"It's... from this book my mom gave me. I knew we always talked about wishing we could play in excessive cum so... wanna give it a shot?" You wager. Mia is still in shock. After a moment of confusion, she shrugs her shoulders.
"Ah, what the hell. Have you had a taste yet?" She asks, walking over to your bed and scraping her palm across the mattress. She brings the glob to her mouth and swallows. She chuckles and looks over at you.
"Shit's pretty good." She begins to strip off, and you walk over to her. You ask,
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