Do his best to clean up.

James knew he couldn't leave the bath in this state. If the cleaning lady Micaela would see this... he'd probably die of shame. He decided to get one of the rubber wipers they used to clean the windows so he could scrape his goop off the ceiling, but the first step alone proved to be an ordeal. James had to use his whole leg to push his gigantic nuts forwards after he realized that, walking normally, his knees poked into the sensitive flesh painfully. With every step, his ball sack flopped from one leg to the other, jostling the enormous egg-shapes inside from left to right and back again. It wasn't necessarily painful, but James could think of better pastimes than essentially kicking himself in the nuts over and over, however lightly. His arm-length dick was flopping around along with his balls, still drooling strings of cum.

Stepping out of the bathroom and across the hall to the closet with the cleaning supplies, he thanked whatever higher power was responsible for the fact that his parents were working until relatively late at night and his step-sister had decided to go on a road trip for two weeks, and he had the house to himself. Explaining why he was tottering through the hallway with enormously inflated genitals was something he'd much rather avoid. Taking what he needed - the wiper, a dust pan to shovel his gunk and some cleaning solution for the final wiping down - James trundled back into the bathroom and finally realized how much it reeked.

The bath was expansive, the white tiles and sparse decoration with brushed steel armatures making it appear even larger, but the huge puddle of cum nex to the sink where his sperm was dripping from the ceiling and the reservoir in the bath tub that was slowly oozing into the drain still made the room smell like a poorly cleaned brothel. Or at least how James imagined a poorly cleaned brothel to smell. Breaths shallow, he entered and first used the detachable shower head to wash away the slimy fluid covering the tiles, trying to ignore how his humongous schlong pressed into the cold ceramic of the tub. Cursory cleaning done, he turned around to face the bigger problem on the ceiling - and realized he had left a thin trail of cum from the sink out the door, over the wood flooring in the hall and back into the bath, zigzagging back and forth. James groaned; just what he needed. More cleaning.

Grabbing the long wooden handle of the wiper, James began to scrape at the cum stain on the ceiling, trying to ignore how the vigorous scraping made his naked genitals jiggle and jostle wildly. It worked surprisingly well, even though a wet stain remained, but James figured that it would dry pretty soon. Wanting to get done with the disgusting ordeal of scraping his cooling cum from the ceiling, he sped up the back and forth of the wiper, and was wholly unprepared when the rubber lip caught on an irregularity on the ceiling, slipped over it forcefully and flung a glob of his jizz onto his face, right at the corner of his mouth. It still felt warmer than his skin.

James' head jerked back and he let go of the wiper, the wooden handle clattering on the tiles as it splashed into the white puddle below. He quickly went to wipe the glob off of his face, but it was too late. Part of it had seeped into his mouth and James had not expected how good it tasted. So rich and salty, clinging to his tongue. He still touched his face, but instead of wiping the cum off, he used his thumb to push it all into his waiting mouth, greedily sucking his digit clean.

The taste made James moan, his eyes rolling up in his head. Thicker and more cloying than fresh cream, and savory instead of sweet, he instantly craved more than the tiny drop he'd so eagerly guzzled down. Dropping to his knees, cock and balls sliding into the puddle, James pushed them aside and gathered up a handful of the cooling, goopy fluid from the tiles and slurped it out of his palm, cleaning off the digits like a man dying of thirst sucking up life-giving moisture. But the cold tiles had cooled of the jizz considerably more. The taste diminished a lot, not unlike cold coffee. James heart sank - he needed more! Sitting back, he felt his nuts hit his knees and slapped his forehead with a saliva- and cum-slickened palm. The source of the salty goodness was right between his legs!

Lying down on the floor with his head kept up by the bath tub, James grabbed the base of his cock, his melon-sized balls resting between his splayed-out legs. Hand over hand, he gathered his oversized tool up, shuddering from the sensations as it dragged across his smooth scrotum, until it rested on his torso, reaching all over his belly and up between his pecs. James barely noticed that his nipples seemed strangely puffy and swollen, but it didn't matter to him. All James cared about was emptying his churning balls and lap up the salty, hot spunk.

He began to rub the underside of his cock with both hands, the movements tugging at his scrotum, making his balls jiggle and bump against his thighs. Immediately, he could feel the blood rushing into his mammoth dick, the purple helmet engorging slowly. With every beat of his heart, James' member swelled a bit more, but its size made the process almost excruciatingly slow. James felt the skin stretch, his giant trouser snake slowly slithering up towards his face. His heart lept into his throat when he noticed the dollop of pre forming at the tip, and James sped up his rubbing, sticking out his tongue to slurp it up once it got close enough.

He didn't have to wait long. Not even fully hard, James' dick was already long enough for the angry purple helmet to reach his mouth. Stretching his lips around the sensitive meat, James realized that could barely fit half his cock-head into his mouth without scraping his teeth over the sensitive glans - but as the first drop of pre hit his tongue, that didn't matter anymore. Sucking greedily, James slobbered his tongue all of the drooling slit, savoring every bit of pre dropping into his mouth, then swallowed it. The taste and texture were heavenly, but James was after the real deal. Wrapping both hands around his cock as far as they would reach, he managed to encircle the swelling meat and began to insistently, desperately jack himself off.

Every needy tug was rewarded by a small spurt of pre hitting James' tongue, the aroma making him feel dizzy, his eyes rolling up in his head. Still his cock lengthened, forcing his lips to stretch further until almost his whole head was sticking into his mouth, only the flared ridge sticking out. It was a a tight seal, but somehow, his overstretched lips didn't hurt at all. James began breathing harder, nostrils filling with the musk of his throbbing erection - but this only enhanced the aroma of his pre. It was beyond divine, better than anything he'd ever drunk or eaten. Through the cum-induced haze clouding his thoughts, James barely noticed how taut and sensitive the skin on his chest felt; in fact, how tight it had felt the whole time he had been jacking off.

But this changed as James felt his pecs brush against his twitching member. Only they didn't feel like his pecs anymore - instead, their soft and jiggly touch sent little shocks of pleasure down his twitching, trembling length. Staring past his thick, turgid member, at his chest, he realized that his pecs were gone, covered by growing mounds of... fat... capped by buzzing, throbbing nubs of pleasure, about as big as the tip of his pinky. James gasped, sucking in air through his nose, mouth still tightly sealed, a huge whiff of his musk filling his lungs. He felt like he should have been shocked or at least perturbed by the changes to his body, but the soft, swelling and most of all sensitive flesh of his tits brushing against the sweltering heat of his gargantuan rod wiped away all of his concerns. Letting go of his trembling cock, James grabbed the sides of his breasts, shivering at the sensations, and pinched his diamond-hard nipples.

"Mmmmfffh!" James' moans were muffled by the drooling glans crammed into his mouth, but the breaths through his nose quickened and filled his nose with his irresistible smell, James' cock now constantly rewarding him with precum. He could barely process the sensations from his expanding chest as it slowly crept up the sides of his dick, taking his hands with it, flowing over his arms that were holding his tits around his swollen cock. Soon, the soft orbs rivaled his nuts in size and had fully enveloped his throbbing dick. By now, James had gotten used to the previously unknown pleasure radiating out from his chest and began to jiggle the huge orbs sandwiching his cock back and forth by the nipples. But while the tugging and bouncing was pleasurable, the friction of dry skin on dry skin wasn't.

Reluctantly letting go of his throbbing nipples, breasts settling high on his chest and drooping down his sides until they touched the cold floor, James popped his huge glans out of his mouth - equally reluctantly - and began spreading the copious pre drooling from the slit all over his length, giving his cleavage the same treatment afterwards. The slimy caress on his boobs made James shiver with anticipation and arousal, and he wasted no more time; as soon as his oversized assets were suitable prepared, he grabbed the by now thumb-sized nipples in his fists and wrapped his tits around his twitching member, using his arms to push more of the sensitive flesh inwards. It wasn't an easy task, as his arms almost fully disappeared in their soft expanse, but James managed to tightly engulf his cock in his cleavage.

With the soft channel between his breasts suitably lubed up, James moving his gargantuan boobs up and down his cock as far as they would go. The sensations instantly overrode all his restraint and he began bucking his hips upwards, sliding his shaft up and down between his soft, quaking tits. The bulging veins rubbing against his sensitive flesh were oh so good at stimulating the newly grown orbs, while their softness made his arm-like cock tingle and lurch mightily, only its own weight preventing it bucking upwards and out of his cleavage. James began rubbing his thumbs over the thick, erect nipples capping his breasts, gasping at the sensation.

"Ooh... ffffuuuuck, this is... aaaaammmh, amazing," James groaned, mouth hanging slack while he humped his cock into his breasts with deliberate slowness, making them quiver and jiggle with every thrust, the spongy cock-head bumping into his open mouth at the end of each of them where James' tongue eagerly lapped up the freely flowing pre. He wasn't as **** to blow and swallow his load and instead reveled in the bliss his triple erogenous zones were giving him as he already felt his climax inexorably inching closer, the insane pleasure proving too much for him. His enormous balls churned and twitched, jostled around by the movement of his hips. They were already preparing another batch of their salty treat for James, and soon he would have what he craved.

Feeling his basketball-sized nuts tighten, James opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. Steaming hot cum, right from the tap, coming right up! His thrusting grew more insistent and he could see his urethra widening in preparation for his load. His hammering heart-beat seemed to grow even faster in anticipation, and finally, he felt himself crest over the point of no return.

"Oh god, I'm cumming, oh FU-glargh!"

Screaming out his climax, James was fully unprepared for a full facial from his expanded nuts. The first shot hit his face, covering it entirely and splattered over the tiles of the bath tub behind him. Swallowing desperately so he didn't drown on his own cum, James let go of his tits, feeling them smack into the floor on the sides of his torso, and used both hands to try and wipe enough of the sticky mess from his face to be able to breathe again. His lurching cock began bouncing up with every following spurt, shooting streams of cum over his head, partly spilling into the bathtub, partly splashing down onto his head, smacking down heavily onto his body with a meaty thwap afterwards.

James was somewhere between bliss and panic, his need for fresh cum finally fulfilled, but his lungs were asking for air rather insistently. Luckily, his greedy swallowing had soon emptied his maw from the cloying, salty goodness and James took a deep, gasping breath. Finally able to breathe again, he began hastily shoveling his load into his waiting mouth using both hands. Wholly different moans now filled the bath, James thoroughly enjoying the taste and texture. Making short work of the jizz on his face, James felt sated and dropped his hands to the floor at his sides, sighing contentedly while his softening dick retreated down his cleavage, leaving a trail of cum between James' tits.

It took a while until James had regathered his strength and wits enough to try and get up. Struggling to get up after the amazing climax had sapped his muscles of their strength, James felt his mammoth tits shift on his chest. They seemed impossibly perky for their size, reaching out almost as far as the middle of his forearms while drooping down in a perfect teardrop shape, easily further down than his ribs. James felt terribly unbalanced, but he managed to adjust his posture until he was at least able to walk without falling over, albeit very slowly. He could feel more of his cum dripping from his head and on his shoulders and absentmindedly wiped up a few globs up to suck them of his fingers while he thought about what he would do now.

Somehow, he was far more alright with his changes than he should have been, but he knew that others, his family in particular, would likely not be as accepting of their son (or brother) suddenly grew his genitals to gargantuan dimensions and also developed tits that would put a porn star to shame.