The Rise of Phallix

Rod Henry sat scrolling on his phone, depressed. He was reading an email from his lawyer. The Subject read "Are you fucking serious?". His representation was needed as his recent behaviour had gotten him fired from his job and some of his former colleagues were pressing charges.

He opened the email and watched the video that was included. It was hard to watch, but at the same time gave him a strange pleasure. There was sum murmuring by his colleagues, before he appeared in frame. He was chatting politely with everyone and not causing any harm. The fact that his 8" erection was protruding from his slacks was the problem and the video evidence, made it especially bad for his case, his lawyer told him in the email.

He wasn't sure what had compelled him to do it and now his life had started crumbling around him. With no job he was struggling to make rent. He returned to scrolling through social media to distract himself. An add appeared offering $2000 for participants willing to participate in a medical trial. He arose from his slump as he clicked the ad, thinking it was a scam. Once seeing that it was in fact real and local he entered his information and waited for the email.

He was able to secure an appointment for the very next day.

He woke up feeling depressed, but less so now that he had secured some income to cover his rent and some of his legal fees. He arrived at Shizer Corp. where he was led down a long immaculately clean and white hallway to a room that reminded him of a hospital waiting room. He was provided with a survey which he scanned and filled quickly. One question caught his eye: Penis Length (Flaccid) as well as Penis Length (Erect)

He got up from his chair and approached the receptionist.

"I need some assistance, would you say that this is about 4"?" he asked.

She blushed, "Sir I don't think this is appropriate."

He felt the blood rush. "Would you say this is about 8" he asked, gesturing to his now erect cock.

"Please put that away sir, or I will have to call security."

"I'm sorry, thank you maam." he said, stuffing his erection inside of his pants.

He waited until his name was called by the doctor conducting the trial.

"Mr Henry, welcome." he said in a polite, but ominous manner.

"Uh, yeah hi. I will get paid today right doc?"

"Yes sir, payment will be deposited upon completion of the injection."

"Injection, I thought this was going to be a pill type situation."

"No sir, it is a small injection for a male enhancement **** that we are testing."

"Trust me doc, when I tell you, that I don't have any problems in that area." said Rod.

"Trust me, I am aware. The receptionist already spoke with me. In this case we are testing the **** to see the effects that it has on healthy individuals, in case of misuse. This is part of why the payment is higher than normal. You should be aware that the side affects could include: nausea, enlarged testicles, headache, dysphoria, night sweats, trouble breathing, heart palpitations and or a general feeling of unease."

"Is that all?" Rod joked, knowing he didn't have another option.

"Yes Mr Henry, but remember that these side affects are rare."

"Ok doc, shoot me up." said Rod, rolling up his sleeve.

The doctor administered the injection.

"There, that's it. The receptionist will provide you with a link to document your symptoms if you have any. Please come back if there are any severe side affects."

"Thank you doctor I will. Can you point me towards your washroom?"

"Down the hall to the left."

"Thanks" Rod said as he left the office toward the toilet.

He arrived and realized how bad he had to go. He approached the urinal and pulled out his cock. The relief was immediate and he smacked the wall with satisfaction. To his surprise the tiles smashed and a hand sized crater formed on the wall.

"What the fuck?" he thought. He hadn't hit the wall that hard.

The door opened and a man entered. Without thinking, he turned and said "You didn't see anything" The man was entered a trance like state and continued about his business undeterred by the strange scene he had just witnessed.

"That's weird" thought Rod, putting his dick away. He tried slapping the wall again. His hand landed softly with a clap.

"I need to get home" he thought, quickly leaving the inadvertently vandalized bathroom behind.

When he arrived home, he wanted to test his theory. He pulled out his cock and grabbed a butter knife from his drawer. He twisted it into a knot like a pipe cleaner.

He put his cock away and tried it again, without success.

His newfound powers were only accessible when he was exposed.

He heard a door open and close in the hallway. It must be his neighbor Chelsea, home from work.

He had an idea, and decided it was time to his mind control powers.

He went and knocked on his neighbors door. In anticipation, he pulled out his cock. He was already hard.

She opened the door and saw him. "Hi Rod. What is it?" she asked dryly. He could see that she was hobbling around in crutches with her ankle taped.

"You think it's completely normal that my cock is out and want to invite me inside."

"Nice cock, thanks for showing it to me. Please come inside." she said.