A typical day at GiganticHugeMeat HQ by Dr. Mike D Ganger
Well, I’ve been working here for about a year now, and really there isn’t anything like a ‘typical’ day. You never know who’s coming in for an appointment. A local businessman who’s decided 18” isn’t enough and wants to go for 30” – the business guys are really into cock growth, you know? They’re all so cocky and competitive. I’d watch for men’s fashion to start adapting to the fact that no one’s got fewer than two feet of meat hanging off their crotch. Anyway.
Or we might have a group of frat guys come in who pooled their money. And they want some bullshit like ¼ of a session each. I don’t have to tell you – what we do doesn’t come cheap. Depending on who’s working, we’ll usually take pity on the guys, if they’re not total assholes to the staff, and give them a full session each at a deep discount. Get their little college peckers at least up into the mid-teens. And you never know – you might find someone with a real talent for growth, and they could be competing this time next year.
You also get a lot of fitness models, amateur or even competitive bodybuilders who have yet to cross over into the extreme cock-growth game. They say they just want to fill out their posers a bit more. You know it’s kinda inevitable, though – those guys are addicted to size, and if you’re 275lbs of freaky bulging muscle you’re not the sorta guy who’s gonna settle for a fifteen inch cock when you could have a ten-footer. Yeah, back in the company breakroom, we even have a little betting pool as to who’s gonna break next, who’s gonna say screw ‘balance’ and ‘proportion’ and decide to make their dick freaky-big. Craig? Antoine? Adam? Flex? They’ve all had a little bit of dick enhancement work done, but we expect all of them to come around eventually.
But this time of year, as we’re gearing up for the Biggest Dick in the World competition, it gets really fucking busy around here. This year more than last year, because the competition is getting more and more famous. You get the big names coming in, the guys famous for, well, having the biggest dicks in the world. But you also get the newer guys, the hungry up and comers, who want that fame. A lot of these guys can grow on their own, they don’t even need our services. But they don’t want to leave anything to chance. A session with Michael might mean an extra foot, or even an extra two feet, and that can be the difference between winning the competition and trailing the pack. Especially since no one knows what kind of size we’re gonna see this year. Already the top contenders are reporting twelve, fourteen, even fifteen foot dicks. . . . and the competition is still a bit of ways away!
So I guess I’ll tell you about yesterday, because I suppose it’s typical enough. And by typical I mean “insane.” So we’ve got Brian Tremont in. He walks through the door with some difficulty, ‘cause he’s preceded by a seven foot long fuck cannon that’s pointing straight out from his crotch, parallel to the floor. I tell ya, the lower back muscles on some of these guys. . . . anyway, as you might have seen already ‘cause I think the boss put it right up on our website – Brian had a major growth spurt and we were lucky enough to capture it on camera. He surged right to eight feet in just a few minutes. Despite the added mass, his cock doesn’t start to sag under its own weight – instead it lurches up into the sky! Unforgettable.
So anyway, as we’re queuing up with Brian, James Craven comes back in. His dick has been growing like a weed lately and he wants to make the most of that. He’s got a lot to grow if he wants to compete at the Biggest Dick, but he might do it – when I say his dick is growing like a weed, I really mean it. So I’m busy prepping him, and my colleague Michael’s got Chase down the hall. Chase’s dick is ten feet and frankly it’s gorgeous, but he got spooked by an encounter with a rival’s mega-thick twelve-foot giga-dick and now he’s freaking out, says he needs to grow at least another four or five feet. Me and James can hear him through the wall as we’re prepping because he’s so loud – I think seeing Wade’s school-bus of a cock really rattled Chase, made him doubt his chances.
Anyway, I’m about to get started with Chase when I hear some yelling and running down the hall. Long story short – it turns out Brian Tremont wasn’t done growing when we turned the cameras off. Fucking hell! I don’t know what that boy is eating, but it’s like you puff a bit of air against his cockhead and he gains three inches. Talk about a hair-trigger. Anyway, we rush back to the room where we’d left him to recover and his dick is pointing to the ceiling, even bigger than before, and his wincing and grimacing and moaning like he can barely take it, saying half-crazy stuff about how hard it is. I swear to god I can see that freak dick pulse a little larger with every heartbeat. And even from the door I can feel how it’s radiating heat. His gigantic cockhead is glistening in the light and he’s literally pissing precum from his gaping slit.
Well, we’re trained at this – we know what’s happening. He’s not gonna stop growing until he cums, and this much growth this quickly could be dangerous – so we’ve gotta make him cum ASAP. So all of us who are on duty just fall on his dick and start using every trick we know. I swear that monster cock is throbbing with growth, hot to the touch. It’s dangerous to climb to his cockhead because it’s quite high above the floor now and his shaft is slick with precum, but our floors are padded and we’re trained in how to fall. So like, four guys are on Brian’s dick and there’s still room to spare, I swear to fuck. He starts bellowing like he’s gonna die and then – bam! – some of the biggest cumshots you’ve ever seen. You’d swear he hadn’t cum for weeks, despite the fact we’d literally just sucked him off and jacked him off less than an hour ago.
So I leave the three other guys there to clean up and I go to apologize to Chase and James – to let them know this won’t affect their sessions, they’ll still get their full time and the full treatment. And what do I see? I don’t think I’ll ever forget it. James is fucking riding Chase like a pony; Chase is somehow taking James’s big cock, and Chase’s cock . . . my god. He wanted four or five more feet, and he got them. Best part is it still has that gorgeous shape – kinda narrow near his crotch and then flaring wide as it reaches into the sky.
I’m so dumbstruck that I don’t notice I’m not the only guy watching. I hear someone muttering curses in Italian – I know the language a little thanks to my Nonna, although she’d faint if she could hear the words this guy was saying. So I turn to look. I don’t know what Nonna would have done if she saw what I saw when I turned – she’d probably spontaneously combust or something.
So you remember this guy, Giacomo Calabrese? He made a little stir back in the fall, really big Italian bodybuilder – I’m talking fucking massive – who claims his dick grows when he sees another guy’s penis. The larger the dick and the longer he looks at it, the more growth he gets. Well, the boss is always curious about unorthodox methods of cock growth, so he paid to fly Giacomo over for a visit, to see if it’s true and how it works. And I guess I kind of forgot Giacomo was due to arrive today…. He must have shown up while we were all busy getting Brian Tremont’s runaway dick-growth under control, and I guess he wandered in and found James fucking Chase’s cock to newly monstrous proportions, and, well…. You remember what Giacomo’s dick looked like back in October? Well, he’s grown since then. But staring at these two guys for who knows how long…. Well…. They say a picture’s worth a thousand words, right?
I don’t have to tell you what a bitch cleanup was after that sequence of fiascos. But, you know, I have to say that everyone involved was very satisfied with how things turned out….!