The Prank

Today was the first day of the new school year and Sam wanted nothing more than to pretend to be sick and stay home. He knew that the moment he stepped foot into the school building the bullying would start right back up with everyone else ignoring his torment or worse - looking at him with disgust. Needless to say, Sam was not the popular jock type.

The ones ignoring him were definitely in the majority though. Like so many other nerds all over the world he was a non-entity at this stage in his life. The only ones who had him on their radar were the jocks. And not for the reason he would have liked. For some reason they hated him. He assumed it was because he was a nerd and they were not - he was different and they hated him for it.

He got out of bed, took off his clothes and stood in front of his bedroom mirror, looking himself up and down. He had shaggy black hair and an unremarkable, but thankfully clean-skinned face. At 18 years old he already had a hairy chest and a pudgy build weighing in a 202 pounds. He wasn´t fat, though people sill bullied him for it.

His eyes moved further down to his crotch, where he used to see a 4 inch long and thumb-width thick wiener. He had refused to call his tiny penis anything else but a wiener. Over the summer he had grown maybe an inch in height overall, barely changing in body size. He was still the pudgy, nervous, socially inept nerd he had been a summer ago, except for one not so little difference.

His eyes moved along the length of what hhe now called his cock. Where it used to be 4 inches at it's hardest, it was now hanging at a soft 7 inches. Where it was 3/4 of an inch in width before, it was now as thick as his wrist.

Below that hung a set of balls the size of two big eggs. His sack was so big that it filled one of his hand. The contrast used to make his little breakfast sausage look even smaller, now though his dick and balls were in perfect proportion.

Most of the bullies at his school had seen his little wiener while changing after P.E. and they would always make fun of him and his wiener in the locker rooms. He wondered what they would say this year. Would they still bully him when they saw his new... cock?

Suddenly he heard a knock at his door, ripping him out of his thoughts. "Sam? Sa~m! Mom says to come down for breakfast now!" His older sister, Emberly, called through the door, knowing better than to open it without his agreement.