1 Day to Go!
I'd promised myself I wouldn't, but I just could not resist. I took out my huge throbbing penis and and rubbed my hand slowly up and down the veiny shaft, feeling it respond, the soft flesh becoming hard as iron beneath my fingers. Moisture glistened as the head engorged, emerging from beneath the foreskin like the nose of an especially large and potent nuclear missile from its silo. I briefly closed my eyes, imagining using my weapon on a nubile young Russian, her flesh yielding easily to my every thrust. My motions became quicker as my excitement increased, my exceptional man-meat straining against me as though eager to escape the bonds of the flesh and transcend to a higher plane of existance. Soon. Soon! SOON!
Gasping, I put the deflating member back in the freezer compartment and securely closed the door. The transplant was tomorrow!
well, i enjoyed that....."pepperami, pepperami, pepperami, it's enough to drive you barmy!"
Today's the day!
I've had my tiny penis cut off and replaced by an 11-inch cloned monster grown from a fusion of my DNA with that of a pot-bellied pig.
God, did it ever hurt!
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that of a pot-bellied pig.
Dont pigs have curly ones???
Oh by the way......errrrrrr congrats hehe
xanaisx
Before you get too attached to your lovely new cork-screw pigs penis check this out...
Oooooo maybe Im wrong? Thought it maybe both......
Must be someone in here who can say if thats right or not???? Then again, who really is interested lol
xanaisx
Day 1 of my new life
The swelling has gone down remarkably quickly and already my 11-inch flop-monster feels like my own. I urinated through it for the first time today; my aim has improved, I think because I have a much longer shaft down which to sight my target. The nurses say that if I continue to make good progress, I'll be allowed home tomorrow!
Speaking of the nurses, they're certainly looking at me a lot differently now they know I have an inter-contintental ballistic missile rather than a pop-gun in my crotch. I've seen a couple of them eyeing me up, when they think I'm not watching, and I know what they're thinking. They're thinking about how humongous my new dick will be when it gets hard. They're imagining running their tongue up and down and down the never-ending shaft, feeling it getting hard between their teeth... my huge bulbous head leaking copious lubrication into their throats... When I think of this, my new balls already feel heavy with cum, and my new best friend twitches...
I'm told it won't be long before it stands to attention. And I can't wait to play with my new toy!
And just think of how those naughty nurse will scream,when they sit on it and split in two :shock: :giggle:
Day 2 of my new life
My release from hospital has been postponed due to a new and unexpected problem - none of my underpants fit me anymore! One of the nurses has been sent to make an emergency call on BHS, for some man-knickers with extra room in the crotch.
The Doc says I'll have to come back next week to get the stitches removed, but otherwise I'm doing fine. But I caught the tremor in her voice as she said it, and I know she's secretly planning to seduce me when I return. I could almost feel her eyes mentally unwrapping my gown to get at the sweet jumbo lollipop within. I can see it now; lying on the trolley, eyes closed as she gently tweezers the stiches from my groin, and then I jerk at the sudden wet touch of her tongue... teasing up and down my rod, and I open my eyes to see her struggling to get her lips around my enormous crown...
I can hardly wait for next week!
Where do we send flowers to in this epic wet dream of yours hun?
Roger743,
The Hospital of the Blessed Hairy Elephant,
Upper Ramsbottom,
W37 DR3
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Now this transplant thing seems to be going along O.K. at the moment but I honestly fear for the future for you Roger. It's all well and good having a piggy dick, but I have to say that like many other animals they do have a tendancy to whizz at every oppurtunity to mark their territory. Now with the best will in the world, I just can't see any women being best pleased with being well served by your enourmous todger and then watch you whizz all over her furniture, white goods, soft furnishings and floors, whilst rummaging around for some truffles to eat...........
............just a thought.