They form a Plan

"No fucking way," said Cecilia, leaning back in her chair. Noel just looked at Amanda agape.

"It's true, it's absolutely enormous. Way bigger than I've ever seen or heard of," Amanda said with growing excitement, "I didn't get a really good look but I would guess his balls were about this big," She held her hands as if gripping a large orange, "and the cock.. well... it's hard to say. Definitely bigger than I've ever seen, and it was soft too."

Cecilia's hands moved to her tummy, "God, I've *got* to get that thing in me." Of the three, the blonde was the most outwardly sexual. Possibly because she was gifted with a natural 'Swedish bombshell' physique, which she kept up with a devotion to volleyball, she'd never had a problem with getting attention from men. Unfortunately her insistence on only being 'bred by a real bull' and the generally milquetoast liberal nature of her social milieu meant that none of them could ever pass muster. At best her dates would get a pity handjob. She was well known among her male colleagues at work as the unattainable hot chick, a label she was aware of and wore with pride.

Noel continued to not say anything, just bit her lip and looked at the floor. Noel was the polar opposite of Cecilia, her demeanor was quiet and mousy, her frame was short and skinny, and she dressed conservatively in vaguely punk attire. Her skin was creamy white, and her features were distinctly hispanic (she was in fact Mexican). She and Cecilia had met in the dorms in college and instantly bonded over their shared breeding kink. Noel was an active writer of erotica featuring cumflation and hyper dicks. Ever since they'd met, they were inseparable.

Amanda was brimming with excitement. "Oh jeez, what do you do? What do you do when your roommate turns out to be a horse-hung jizz machine?" She'd moved in with Noel and Cecilia a year ago, at the same time as Isaac, and her roommates' kink had rubbed off on her. She was the kind of person who was very tired of men trying to guess her mixed ethnicity, but went out and showed off her curves in a sundress and flirted with them anyway, because that's just the kind of person she was. She didn't let a jerk or two get her down.

"I mean... how did we just find out now? There's no way you could actually hide something like that" mused Noel, trying to analyze the situation, Unless..." she put her hand over her mouth and stared wide-eyed at the ground.

Cecilia finished the thought, almost too loud. "Unless he got it at the party!" She quickly quieted her voice, "That must be why he's been acting so weird! He's shy about it! Maybe even scared!"

All of the women felt a twang of guilt for being so aroused by something that was clearly a problem for their friend. But it didn't make them less aroused, not when they were experiencing something they had all fantasized about but discounted as clearly impossible. They all sat in silence for a moment.

Then Noel perked up. "Ladies, I have an idea that might get Isaac out of his shell..."

The three roommates whispered together in the game room for nearly a whole hour, then they broke to enact their plan