Not as practical as he had imagined

Joshs legs collapsed under the weight of his new genitalia.

His dick was ridiculous, and his balls were lager than his own head, holding more than 16 liters of semen. Looking at the crazy proportions, he wondered how the world functioned like this, how he would function like this.

With some efford he stood up and walked to his closet. His balls bounced back anf forth loosely, and he had to hold up his heavy dick with both hands to keep it from dragging over the floor. His shirts were all still there, but all his pants and underwear were gone. On those shelves was laying something very different.

Somehow, his subconscious knew how to wear it. Something Like a open sock was wrapped around his shaft. His dick was held up with a strap over his shoulder, pointing it forward very prominently, and keeping his hands free for other uses than holding his new genitalia up.

His balls were cupped with something that looked like a bra. He had to lock it firmly with a belt on his hips. After that, he took some steps, and immediately felt more comfotable now that everything didn't swing and juggle as much.

Okay, he had to admit he looked ridiculous, but at the same time he knew this was how he had to go to work every day. This was how all men walked through their lives.

Not forgetting to put his phone in a pocket on the belt, he waggled out of his aplartment. The huge balls were still making it impossible to walk normally, but on the streets, he saw that other men had to deal with the same problem.

Josh just hoped the sex was worth it. He could always set everything back to normal later, he thought.