In my dorm after class, I explore my growing body.

How I managed to get home without creaming myself is a mystery to me. My fat cock refused to go down, and the walk to my res hall from the science building is a little more than two blocks. I couldn't stop thinking about the way my shirt shredded to pieces when I flexed in front of that full auditorium of drooling worshipers. Jutting out through my pocket, my cock bounced and rubbed against the soft liner with every step--and the looks I got from people as I passed by! Damn. I'm really starting to love putting on a show.

I stand in front of my mirror and gaze at my increasingly hot body. The treasure trail of rust-colored fur that extends up from my groin has been climbing steadily toward my neck, and my pecs seem doubled in size. They're showing the fainest signs of a light dusting of hair coming in too. I remove my pants, having to work a bit to detangle my cock from the fabric of the pockets. It flops free and stands at attention, matted with dried precum from the walk over after class and slick with fresh precum drooling down as every second ticks by. My nuts look like they're the size of apples. I've never seen them so huge. They hang low in my sack, halfway down my thighs, pulsing and writhing with life. My own scent is intoxicating. I raise my arm and draw in a deep breath, relishing the strength of my pit odor.

"Ungghh." My cock lurches and a jet of precum slings out of my cock and onto the mirror in front of me. I'm a monster. A beast. It's like my body is at war with my senses, I could stand here all day and just get off on my own supreme body. I'm dangerously close to becoming some kind of 21st Century Narcissus--so entranced with my own reflection I can never walk away.

My magnificent cock draws my eyes down and I am lost in lust with the behemoth I see jutting out from my groin. It's massive and pulsing, almost like its a living breathing entity apart from me. Yet, as I stroke a finger across my drooling slit, I know that it is me. I am it. We are one. The pleasure and power that radiates through my steel-hard tool envelopes my entire body in waves of bliss.

I wonder how big it is.