A Big Wish - Part 6

Garett got home and immediately took off his pants to let his junk hang freely. It occurred to him that he might not have considered the consequences of imagining a world where every obese man had a cock and balls larger than garment could contain. Just to confirm, he flipped open his laptop and navigated to several chub and gainer-oriented websites that he frequented just for the eye candy. The conversations on these sites were telling.

“How am I supposed to go to work tomorrow?” One man griped in the general chat. “None of my pants fit! I can’t go into work looking like I have a bowling ball in my crotch!” 

Curious, Garett clicked that user’s profile, but he hadn’t updated his pictures to reflect his new endowment. Previously, he was a modest few inches, although he certainly had a few more hidden inside his fupa. Garett could only imagine how big he was now.

“I know,” replied another user. “Maybe I’ll just work from home the rest of the week and see if I can order something online.”

“That won’t help,” another user chimed in. “At least, not for underpants. Even the biggest boxers I could find still feel like I’m strangling my balls. I’ve been able to go out in public with some extra-wide jeans, but I look like an extra from an ‘80s rap video.” 

This user actually did update his photos with said jeans, and they were ludicrously wide even for a man that was well over 400 pounds. And even with the extra room, Garett could clearly make out the most obscene mound he’d ever seen. It was so big it actually seemed to be pushing up the guy’s hanging belly.

It was enough to once again get Garett hard even so soon after being thoroughly drained at Ryan’s place, his towering meat now demanding the same attention that it did earlier that day. Garett slapped his cock against his gut with a few meaty thwacks, enjoying the weight and impact, as well as how it made his flab jiggle for a few moments afterward.

“That might suck for you guys, but I always work from home and I’m a total power bottom, so this is actually kinda awesome,” one user wrote in contrast to the growing stream of posts from met confused as to how they could operate in society any longer. He’s also updated his profile with new nudes, and Garett was flabbergasted. 

His username was ChubbyButtBboy69 (a creative username, to be sure) and he was huge in ever capacity. His profile said he was 450 lbs with his pictures indicating his gut and ass carrying most of the weight. Well, that and the snake hanging from his crotch.

Even, flaccid it must have been at least 9 inches long and as fat around as Garett’s dick was fully hard and throbbing. Garett navigated to some of the guy’s older pics and noticed that he was actually pretty well hung before--at least, for a fat guy. But with Garett’s wish, he went from being a fat guy with a fat hog to being a fat guy with a dick that most people would only associate with gag gift dildos. 

Then navigating even further back, he noticed a few videos of the guy’s enormous ass taking dildos that were about as big as he was now. And then Garett noticed that the guy was only a few miles away. 

A few quick messages and a snapshot of Garett’s giant erection was enough to schedule his second hookup of the day.

“Hey, come on in,” the guy said through the intercom. He lived in a towering apartment building downtown, which Garett was thankful for. It meant not having to park on the street and instead allowed him some reprieve with an underground parking garage. And yet, just as with Ryan’s place, he still managed to walk past a little old lady on his way to the elevator, and she still gave him a curious glance as he waddled past.

Reaching the guy’s apartment, Garett tested the door and found it open so he just walked inside. It was a nice place, with an open concept kitchen/living room combo and a hall leading to the bedroom. “Hello?” Garett called.

“Hey, you made it,” came the response from the bedroom. “Feel free to take off your pants--I know you gotta be uncomfortable with what you’re packing.”

Garett chuckled and then did as instructed, walking towards the bedroom with a half-hardon leading the way. It became almost instantly engorged once he caught sight of the titanic man waiting for him. 

“Name’s Mike, just so we’re not fucking using screen names,” he said by way of greeting. He was laying on the bed, his mountainous belly and even more towering cock sticking several feet in the air. Mike was obviously more blubbery than Ryan, and that extra heft meant that Garett’s wish had extra kick. And man, it was a lot of kick.

Like Garett, Mike was uncut, but there the similarities ended. Garett could stuff himself into pants and appear like just a ridiculously well-hung guy if those pants were off. Mike was simply monstrous. Thick veins ran up and down a shaft as big as Garett’s arm to a throbbing head the size of a fist. Fully engorged, Mike’s dick lay heavily atop his belly with enough weight to actually depress the flesh there, parting the soft flesh like a pier in a crashing wave. 

Which was a good way to describe Mike’s belly. A deep crevasse noted where that enormous belly would fold and hang if Mike were standing up. Enormously thick love handles ran around to an ass that spread out even further thanks to his position. Two more creases identified Mike as being equally well-endowed in the chest department, and Garett eagerly wanted to see Mike’s man-tits in their full glory.

But not quite as eagerly as he wanted to get his hands on that massive cock.

Mike recognized the look in his eyes, but held up a thick-fingered hand to stop him. “Name first, then it’s all yours.” 

“Garett,” he said, but then practically dove into the bed and onto Mike, throwing off his shirt along the way. Mike laughed and embraced him, with the two sharing a wet and passionate kiss while grinding their respective shafts into each other’s soft bodies.