What do you choose to focus on, if anything?
Balls
“Actually, I’d like to have a big set of balls like you girls.” You see them staring back at you after you say that, as if you already possess all you need.
“It’s only natural,” Dorothy shrugs, but only after a pregnant moment hangs in the air.
“I guess your breasts *are* already pretty big,” Ella says, a little disappointed.
“It’s not like I won’t get a little larger each day,” you remind her.
“That’s true, Ella. Look how much he’s already put away. He may gain a few cup sizes even with three trials fighting over it,” Dorothy tells her, but she seems to not believe her own statement.
Ella gives you the injections for your breasts as usual. “So why do you want huge balls, Sam? They can be annoying sometimes. The body will pass unused sperm naturally over time, but at our size, we have to cum or we’ll keep swelling. The larger your balls, the more frequently you’ll have to drain them.”
“I understand. Thanks for letting me know, Ella. I want to see what it’s like, even then. Looks like I’ve got a long, hard day ahead of me!”
“Every day for over a month, Sam,” Dorothy reminds you.
“My contract is my bond,” you reply sarcastically and head out to find your day three partner.
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