My penis had been aching for her for months. She was everything I ever wanted in a woman, intelligent, beautiful, with long dark hair, big blue eyes, and absolutely amazing breasts. Best of all, she worked with me in the same chemistry lab so we could talk endlessly about something that we were both intensely fascinated by.

I kissed her and her lips felt soft and moist, melting like butter in my mouth. Her breath was so hot against my face as I felt on of her large breasts in my hand through her blouse.

"Oh Norman," she breathed as I felt her tongue against mine.

We were in her apartment and her king-sized bed was huge and inviting. I threw her on it excitedly and she pulled open her blouse.

It was the first time I had seen her breasts bare and I am sure that my penis almost exploded just from the sight of them. They were perfect. She had flawlessly smooth skin and a sculpted beautiful curve to each round orb, exactly right to fill my hands. She needed no bra and was wearing none that night, her small pink nipples standing out from her soft skin.

She was pulling up her skirt and I could no longer hold back. As I stood above her, I yanked open my pants so that my rock hard erection could spring free and flop in the air between Sarah's spread legs.

"Is that all you have to show for all that kissing?" she said with a giggle as she looked at my tool. "Here, let me help you with that."

She suddenly leaned forward and I groaned in pleasure as her lips wrapped around the tip of my cock. I could feel her hot fluids running down my shaft as she began to suck and lick at it and deep moans rumbled out of her heavy chest.

I began to cry out as she grasped my balls, rolling them in her hand and sucking harder and harder on my flesh until my knees failed me and I felt forward into her.

She cried out in surprise as I landed on her body and she flopped back down onto the bed just in time for a jet of hot white to splatter across her breasts.

Sarah was gaping at me, her blue eyes wide as she looked at the little splash of white on the underside of her breasts and then down to my wilting cock.

She shook her head and stammered, "What?! What is this?"

I gulped nervously and groaned as I felt my orgasm warming my body, but I didn't like the look in her eyes.

"Don't tell me that's all there was! It was so tiny...I thought it wasn't fully up yet!"

I know that my cheeks were red, they felt so hot. "Well, I...Um..."

She spread out on the bed and suddenly started to giggle. She laughed long and hard and all I could do was watch. It was hard not to look at the way her breasts bounced.

"I'm sorry; I'm sorry," she managed between laughs, "It's just not what I was expecting. It's just that Brad is a lot more...big." Brad was her previous boyfriend, of whom she could never stop talking.

She held her hands apart to measure distance in the air. "He's like this! It's not like the size of a guy's thing matters to me, but going from that to you is just quite a shock!"

"I didn't expect you to be as big as he is, not even close, but this...this is wow. I mean, your dick is really really small!"

In my own defense, it was not that small. I had measured my erection as being 4 inches long, which was below average but far from tiny. In fact, I had felt pretty pleased with it until that moment. I assumed that Sarah was going to love seeing my penis for the fist time that night. I never expected her to break out into laughter like that and I was at a loss for words.

"Oh, don't be so sensitive about it. There are more important things in life than sex," she explained as she got up and went to the bathroom to get cleaned off. She certainly seemed to have lost interest in sex.

A few days later Sarah was telling me that it might be better if we were just friends. She said it was because we worked together, but I am still certain that it was because of my less than average penis. She had decided to go back to Brad.

In those days, our lab was testing experimental chemicals on monkeys. I was organizing the experiments and it was long, tedious work: giving injections to squirming monkeys, watching them, writing down every little detail.

One day, Sarah wandered into the monkey lab, casually browsing all the cages. I think she loves cute little animals.

Suddenly, she started to giggle and called out to me, "Oh wow, Norman! What have you got this monkey on?"

I looked at the monkey and to my amazement it had a big erection. It wasn't just hard, it was abnormal. This little creature had an erection as large as a human penis, and even bigger than average. In fact, it reminded me shockingly of Sarah's hand gestures describing Brad.

She was giggling wildly as she watched a little monkey hand wrap around that massive shaft and stroke it a few times, then she said with a big smirk, "What've this one is getting, maybe you could use a little bit for yourself, hey Norman?"

I groaned and grimaced then snapped, "Come on, Sarah! When are you going to stop teasing me about that?"

The feeling of her warm breasts against my body pacified me as she gave me a little hug and said gently, "Oh, I'm sorry, Norm. I forgot how sensitive you are about your..." covering her mouth and making a little giggle, "Well, just don't get jealous of the monkey, okay?"

Looking back on it, I realize that she had given me good advice. Unfortunately, I was jealous of the monkey.

My notes had all the information I needed. It told me the chemicals that the monkey had been getting, the dosages, and most convincing of all was the fact that the monkey had no negative health effects. The chemical didn't even have the psycho-active effect that it was expected to have. All it had was this strange side effect of giving the monkey a huge penis.

A simply as that, it was decided. I started a new page of notes, this time for myself, and the very next day I gave myself the first injection.

For my notes, I carefully measured my penis in addition to giving myself a full range of blood tests. I did it all every day, just to be sure I was safe, because I knew that it was risky to give myself an experimental drug without anyone to help me, but I certainly wasn't going to tell Sarah about this!

When soft, my penis was a respectable nub, about an inch long and a half-inch in diameter. I wrote it all down with clinical detachment, as if I were measuring a different person. After all, it would soon be ancient history. With a little help from a picture of Sarah, I found that my erection was almost exactly 4 inches long, perhaps 4 and 1/8 if I was generous, and 3/4 inches thick.

For days everything went as usual. Every day my penis was the same, the monkey was healthy, and Sarah was making fun of me with her friends. I kept a careful watch on all three of those things, the first because I was aching to show Sarah how much of a man I could be, the second because I desperately did not want that little monkey to drop dead, and the third because it was so very frustrating!

After a week, I still had not noticed anything. At best I could say that my erection was surely 4 and 1/8 inches instead of just maybe 4 and 1/8 inches, but I was convinced that it was just wishful thinking.

Since I had felt no effects at all, I doubled the dosage. The next week, I doubled it again. After a month, I was absolutely sure that the chemical was as useless as water, so I started to get careless.

I abandoned the blood tests and the frequent measuring, and injected an entire bottle into my arm. A casual glance at my member the next day told me that it had done nothing, so I took another full bottle and injected it directly into my balls.

My hand trembled as the needle penetrated into my sack, skewering each of my fair-sized testes. It burned like hell going in and my balls ached for days after, but I was desperate. Maybe doing that meant that I will never be able to have children, but I don't want just any children. If anyone is going to bear my children, I wanted it to be Sarah! I convinced myself that I was doing it for her.

After that, I stopped taking the drug. I was giving up. Of course it had been a foolish risk from the beginning and now that I knew it wasn't going to work I became embarrassed that someone might find out about what I had tried.

I hadn't measured my penis in days and I found every last bottle of the chemical in my apartment and threw it into the trash. I buried my notes at the bottom of a high stack of papers where they would be safely hidden until I needed them again to write this.

The very next day, just 4 days after injecting my balls with the chemical, I made a shocking discovery.

That night, as I was watching TV, I found that my balls were strangely itchy. Without taking my eyes from the box, I reached down to scratch them, and found that they were immensely swollen. They had both fit together in my palm when I made the injection, but now just one completely filled my hand.

I ripped open my pants as fast as I could. My heart was pounding as the flickering light of the TV showed me my own balls, strange and alien, the sack stretched so tight that I could see my veins standing out on the skin. They ached whenever I touched them and I started to panic.

I ran to the bathroom with my balls in my hand. I had to protect them from bouncing because every slide would have would have sent a bold of pain shooting through my nuts.

As fast as I could, I got a stream of warm water flowing in the sink and dipped my testes into it. It felt wonderful flowing over my aching flesh and soon my penis was throbbing and growing stiff. I was bigger. Suddenly, it was much bigger!

My veins were standing out on my erection, pulsating with the heavy bloodflow needed to keep so rock hard.

All I could do was stare at it in amazement while my balls were aching so badly, but soon the swelling went down and I turned off the water. My sack was still large and tender, but no longer painful, so I quickly got my measuring equipment and measured my manhood again as I had done so many times in the past. Suddenly, it had grown to 5 1/2 inches long and 1 1/2 inches thick. I was so stunned that I didn't even bother to measure it when I was soft and my hand was trembling when I scribbled the numbers down on a scrap of paper.

I had destroyed all of the chemical! The only samples left where in the lab, being given to the monkey, and it would take months to prepare more.

What follows is probably the biggest reason that I am telling my story anonymously. During these events I took part in several illegal activities and while I want my story to be heard as a cautionary tale, I cannot afford to publicly admit my part in some of the things I have done. I am sure you will agree with my decision.

The next day, instead of giving the monkey its injection, I gave it to myself, and I stuffed a bottle of the lab's supply of the chemical into my pockets. I did not wait until I was home; I opened my pants right in front of the monkey and let my heavy balls flop out.

With a grunt of pain, the needle quickly went into each testicle. The pain was worth it.

Only after I had finished did I think to look over my shoulders to be sure that none of the other scientists were watching. I was lucky that time.

The next day I did it again. I was supposed to give the monkey his injection every day, but I couldn't bring myself to waste a precious drop of the wonder drug. Out came my throbbing erection, excited by how illegal and unethical my actions were, and already it was looking even bigger than when I measured it two days before.

I groaned loudly as the chemical surged into my sack, making my balls throb. I was sure I could feel my penis getting bigger with each pump of my heart.

When I heard a little cry of shock from somewhere to my side, my heart began to pound like a jackhammer. Someone had seen me! I turned and saw Miko, the intern, staring at the penis hanging out of my pants.

She stammered, "Doctor?! What...What are you doing?!"

She could not have been more than twenty and her face was rounded and cute, no beauty like Sarah, but in that moment I didn't care. I must have lost my mind as my aching erection drove me forward.

I was lucky again; she put up no fight.

I ripped open her lab coat so roughly that her blouse fell to pieces beneath and I snatched one of her soft breasts as it fell into view, barely contained in a silky white demi bra.

I remember every detail, and it would still get my penis pumping to this very day to think about it.

She shrieked in fear as I slammed her back against the animal cages and my hand groped her breast so roughly that bruises were forming before I was finished.

He other hand shoved her skirt up her smooth leg, revealing the garters that held up her stockings and her little black panties. My mouth watered as I saw her pussy quivering in fear, and I whispered to her in a deep voice, "How do you like my big dick, Miko?"

I shoved my erection into her, tearing straight through her panties, jabbing it without warning right up her vagina and into her belly. She was screaming and sobbing as I thrust in each inch, her muscles fighting me with all her strength, her flesh dry and unyielding, but her squeezing my penis felt so good that I had to thrust into her again and again, until her flesh was cracked and bleeding.

The massive erection that I was so proud of rammed all the way into her and filled her completely, then quivers and I tensed as it shot out a thick stream of seed into her. It was my first orgasm since my penis had grown and it felt like it would never end, glob after glob of hot fluid shooting out of me.

When it was over, I leaned close to her sobbing form and whispered into her ear, "Leave and don't ever come back. If you tell anyone about this, I'll kill you."

I shoved her off my erection and down onto the tiled floor, banging her shoulder into one of the cages so that she groaned in pain and clutched it. She struggled to close her labcoat as she hurried out.

I never saw her again, and it seems that she really did keep quiet.

A few hours later when I got back to my apartment, I quickly measured my penis again, my hands shaking with excitement. When it was soft, it was an amazing 4 inches, as long as it had been harder by nature! In thickness, it was a full inch thick, enough so that I could wrap my hand around it even when soft.

All it took was a slight thought of Miko's sexy body and my penis was standing stuff again, its veins pumping and pulsating. I could barely bring my hand to scrawl the numbers down when I had measured it: 8 inches long, 2 inches diameter! From the look of it, I was already as big as Brad and I wasn't satisfied yet.

Like a fool, I thought that if I could show Sarah a penis that was just as big as her precious Brad's, then wouldn't it be so much better to show her one that was clearly bigger?

I sat in my kitchen and stroked my massive erection to the thought of showing it to Sarah. It felt amazing it my hand, each stroke sending my arm swinging through a long arch until my muscles were sore, then it erupted in a fountain that left a puddle in the kitchen floor.

As I cleaned it up, I wondered how many more days I should wait before showing myself to Sarah. Each hour would be agony, having this incredible thing buried in my pants but unable to use it. It never occurred to me to measure the size of my ejaculation and now I often wonder about it.

The next day I gave myself the monkey's injection again. I did not check over my shoulder. Perhaps I wanted to be caught, so I could show off my new manhood. Fortunately, I was not seen.

That night, I could not get my erection down. It was actually starting to worry me, because it had been as hard as a rock for over four hours and nothing I could do would soften it. It was 9 inches long, but that did not excite me anymore; it was just one more inch on an already huge beast.

There was no choice for me then; I knew I had to show myself to someone and there was no time to wait until the next day to show it to Sarah.

I stripped off all my clothes and looked at myself in the mirror. My twitching shaft was hanging out in front of my in a long, smooth arch of thick flesh. I hope it is not immodest to say that the rest of my body is quite nice to look at, fit and trim from my regular jogs through the park.

I pulled on a long black coat over my bare body and went to the park in the evening. I was not going to jog, but I knew that other people chose to jog at this time of day. There were few of them and the park was mostly empty. It was perfect.

The evening was cool as I walked through the park, but my shaft would not stop pounding, so I moved behind some bushes to watch for joggers coming. I wanted to find some attractive, athletic woman and expose myself to her. Perhaps she would run away. Perhaps I would rape her. Either way it would have been immensely satisfying just to have her eyes on my pride and joy.

The first two who passed me were a man and an mid-aged woman, so I decided to let them pass, though my erection was urging me to expose myself even to them.

My breath caught in my throat as I saw the next jogging up the trail. She was a gorgeous woman with blonde hair, blue eyes, and incredible breasts. They were bouncing heavily in her tight black sports bra and yet her belly was perfectly flat and strong. Her legs were hidden in baggy gray sweat pants, but I was sure they would be just as magnificent.

I steadied my trembling heart and then leaped out onto the trail just as she was about to pass and when she looked at me, I threw open my coat so that my rock hard erection would bounce out and point at her, my fat balls resting against my thighs, easily 5 inches below.

She stopped in her tracks and stared at me, her beautiful blue eyes growing huge as she watched my manhood bob and sway.

For a moment, I thought she was going to scream.

Instead, she kicked me.

It was agony as her running shoe crashed into the soft tip of my erection, the tread sinking into the tender skin, and then the force of it hit me and my hard penis quivered, then broke as I stumbled backwards onto my ass.

It was like my shaft was on fire as it wobbled above my crumpled body, still throbbing but with a sharp 45-degree bend it where it had once been as straight as an arrow. That break point was white hot with pain.

As I reached up to grab my shattered penis, a sob of horror building in my chest, the jogger came at me again. She simply stepped between my legs and stomped her foot down where my balls lay in the dirt.

I flopped down on my back and jerked my hips, sending my penis flailing around as waves of sickening agony rolled through me. My memory is a haze of pain, but I know that she stopped on them at least a dozen times.

She shrieked, "Bastard!" as she crushed my testes.

Once she had pounded my pride and joy into a quivering pulp she disappeared. I must have passed out, because I did not see where she went.

Soon I was staggering out onto a city street, completely naked and clutching my bleeding genitals. My penis was finally soft and I thought that it would never be hard again.

A woman screamed at the sight of me and I passed out again.

Next I was being rushed through a hospital on a bed with doctors and nurses all staring at my wounded penis. There was shock in their eyes and I could tell that they had never seen anything like this, but I was too sleepy to be afraid.

When my eyes opened again, I was actually being operated on. It is a very hazy memory, but I am certain of it. My legs were spread wide and held up above my head and I could see men and women dressed in white and with masks over their faces. There was a hand on my battered balls, but I felt no pain. It was holding me gently.

With horror, I saw a scalpel, a very sharp surgical knife. It was slowly slicing open my sack and then I saw a bloody sludge slump out into a metal tray. It looked like a mass of little white worms.

I saw a woman holding my soft penis and she had a ruler in her hand. I could feel the cold metal on my penis and hear her whisper, "My god," as she stared at my broken tool.

I heard some hurried whispers as someone noticed that I was awake, then everything was gone.

When I woke again, I was in a featureless white hospital room with an open window. I was naked under the sheets, but when I quickly pulled them up to look at my manhood, I found that my groin had been wrapped in dozens of layers of bandages and it was impossible to see anything.

Just as I was about to tear the bandages away, a pretty young nurse came in and gasped, her brown eyes wide as she stared at me. It seemed that she was surprised and pleased to have found me awake.

She took a quick glance over her shoulder and out into the hallway, then closed the door.

"You're the one!" she said with a little giggle, "I've been waiting for days to meet you!"

"How long have I been here?" I asked as I realized that I had no idea of the date. I was somehow sure that this was not the day after my park adventure.

"You had major damage to your genitals when you came in and they are so giant! Where did you get a cock that big? Are you a porn star or something? Did you have an accident while filming?" She ignored my question.

"Please, can I take off my bandages? I want to talk to someone in charge." I certainly didn't want to answer her questions!

The bubbly girl bit her lip and nodded reluctantly, "Just let me get you Dr. Smith." Smith was not his name, but I see no reason to tell you about him.

She went out and soon a man in a white coat came in.

He was frowning as he stared at me and I said nervously, "Uh...Can I take off these bandages?"

He had a clipboard and was preparing to write something down. "Can you tell me your name, Mr...?" Of course, I had no identification on my body. I gave him a fake name.

"Alright," he conceded, "You can remove the covering. You'll be almost completely healed by now.

A little laugh came to my lips from somewhere as joy and relief flooded my heart at those words: "Completely healed." I was instantly tearing at the bandages, ripping them from my body. My groin did feel pretty good, there was no pain, but it took me several moments to see the real damage for myself.

"When you were brought in your penis and testes both had severe trauma. I'm sorry, but we had to remove one testicle, it could not be saved."

I gulped and my fingers started to feel numb with sock as I poked them through the last of the bandages and felt my big sack so empty, just one single ball floating around in there.

"You should know that a man only needs one testicle to have a completely normal life."

A hard shudder shot through my body as I stared at the remaining bandages that covered my penis and my throat felt dry as she managed to stammer, "And...and my penis?"

At that, the doctor smiled and says with some pride, "Don't worry about that. It took two solid days of surgery and four surgeons, but we've managed to completely repair it," then clearing his throat and adding, "I must say that it was bigger than the biggest textbook case by far, a truly astounding specimen."

I ripped off the bandages and cried for joy.

My penis was there, whole and intact. Perhaps there was a slight scare, but the greatest thing was that even as it lay there soft on my thigh, it was an incredible 7 inches, half way to my knee, and it was as fat around as I had ever seen my erection.

"I'm hoping to write this up. Do you mind?"

He asked me many details of my life which I will not share with you. I mostly told him lies, and none of them very interesting.

As soon as he was gone, I escaped the hospital out the window. None of them new my name and I had gotten away completely free.

I went straight home to measure and play with my penis. With a very little stroking and one of shoving it into Miko, then another of showing it to Sarah, I had was must have been the greatest erection the world has ever seen. I want no false modesty here: it was 12 inches long and 3 inches thick, as thick as my fist!

I arrived at the lab during the lunch break and the animal cages were all empty. They must have been moved while I was away, but I was thankful to find that the chemicals were still on their shelves.

Without hesitation, I filled a syringe with two bottles of the chemical. I whipped out my monstrous 12 incher and my lone testicle and just as I was pumping that nut full of the drug and the burning was filling my flesh, I heard a gasp.

"Norman?...Norman, what have you done to yourself?!" It was Sarah, staring at my groin and the needle in my hand with her amazing blue eyes.

She screamed and I chased her. She ran into her lab, perhaps looking for safety among her bubbling chemicals.

"Wait, stop!" I cried in panic. This was not how I wanted it to be!

Before she could take to steps into her lab, I had grabbed her arm and yanked her back against my body, jabbing her with the tip of my erection that swayed and jerked a foot in front of my body.

I ripped open her coat and blouse so that her huge, naked breasts bounced out into my hand.

My penis was so big and so alive, throbbing and eager. She was so sexy and beautiful. I was sure that I was finally going to have her.

I let go of her arm to push up her skirt, my heart pounding as I pulled my manhood into position. It seemed to weight a ton and just swinging it around was a slow process, too slow.

She screamed at the top of her legs as she saw it aiming for her pussy. She grabbed one of the bubbling chemicals off an open flame and splashed it all onto my groin.

Most of it landed onto my pants, I am very glad to say, and my testicle was protected under my giant member, but the moment that hot, sizzling fluid touched my throbbing erection, my world exploded into a strange, swirling agony.

Whatever it was, it got into my blood and made my mind burn. I fell to my knees and trembled. There was smoke rising from my erection. I could smell it burning and feel the flesh bubbling; the smoke was getting in my eyes and I inhaled the taste of my own penis.

"Oh my god, Norman! What have I done?!" shrieked Sarah and I was suddenly being dragged across the room to the emergency chemical shower.

The water poured down on me in my haze and it felt good as it soaked into my clothing, but my penis was numb. My pants were ripped off and as the water splattered against my face I felt my senses returning.

I saw Sarah on her knees and crying with her face in her hands. "Norman, Norman, I'm so sorry..."

When my eyes drifted down to my bare legs, I think I screamed for a very long time, until I couldn't breath anymore.

What I saw was too horrible to imagine. Even today I still don't believe it and I can see it whenever I want. I regret to say that I have no penis, it was completely destroyed that day. That is the price I paid for fooling with experimental chemicals.

I do still have my testicle, for what it is worth, and I have Sarah. I think she took pity on me and was overwhelmed with guilt for what she had done to me. She doesn't know about Miko or my adventure in the park.

She is my wife now, but I have still never had sex with her.

I miss my penis every day. I hope this story will help remind me of what it was like to have it.