Some exploration

"Well shit," Joe said as he shook his hips to the sides, causing his junk and trunk to wobble in unfamiliar rhythms. his hips were massive and wider than his shoulder, and the tiny thong straps of his underwear rode high up against his tiny waist before diving deep between his soft jiggly cheeks.

Still, it was more a way to distract himself from a morbid curiosity growing in the back of his mind about the contents of his panties. He stripped out of his t-shirt and tried sliding down his sweatpants, finding the curve of his hips making it a bit more difficult than he was used to. "Not losing my pants on accident with these hips," he muttered to himself in a dulcet feminine tone that he found arousing.

Stepping out of his pants, Joe scoffed at the sight of his massive bulge and testily lifted the package. It was like lifting a floppy bean bag folded over itself.

"There's no way I can hide this thing in a pair of jeans," Joe muttered to himself as he fished his rod out. Even flaccid it was twice as long as his old dick. At least a foot long. Was he a shower or a grower now?

A short minute of careful, but much more laborious than before, work of his shaft, he felt almost light-headed just by looking at it. It was as long as his thigh, close to two feet and thick as a coke can. Horses would envy him.

Hell, he probably could suck himself off where he stood, no rib surgery required! Pausing at the thought, Joe lifted his massive cock up against his chest.

"I wonder what that feels like," He muttered to himself and bit his lower lip, a lewd curiosity growing in his chest.