As Miss Prockek proceeded to examine the plant, Jim shifted uneasily as the strange rod in his pants got worse. His cock felt on fire and bulged in strange abject patterns, seeming to get larger and larger all the time. Jim could feel his pants get tighter, his racing heart getting louder and louder, almost drowning out Miss Prockek. "I said where did you find this plant Jim."
Even thought she was dressed plainly, it was only making things worse of Jim so he quickly turned and faced away, pressing his body against a table in an effort to hide the further growth. "I found... it a flower shop. It had a strange effect on this hitch-hiker girl." Jim stopped himself as he thought about revealing what more happened to the girl, choosing instead to edit his rememberence to protect him. "Then the plant, I guess, sucked my cock. At first. Then it pumped something back into it and-"
Jim stopped upon hearing a rather nassal snort, the kind uttered when the owner of said snort heard something rather unbelievable. "Yes Jim, you found this rather interesting plant, which then proceeded to give you a blowjob. You over horny teenagers, please tell me you didn't ram your dick into a plant. It could have had poisonous spines or the skin down there could be more sensative and your alergic to contact with the plant."
Jim groaned, his knees feeling weak as he was pushed away from the table by the continued growth in his pants. Miss Prockek frowned as she realized Jim was suffering, and stupid pride was stopping him from seeking help. She grabbed Jim's shoulders and tried to make him turn. "Jim, stop being silly. Let me-"
As she pulled Jim around, her train of thought slammed to a halt in a manner akin to changing gears without aid of a clutch. The crotch of Jim's pants was tented from within by what looked like a softball, a softball that was inflating and deflating, shifting and moving.
Jim blushed as he saw Miss Prockek eyeing off his crotch, even though he realized it wasn't out of lust. "The plant...it... it did something to my cock." She walked over and touched the mass, feeling the growing, pulsing and heat of it. Suddenly her expression hardened. "Strip. Now Jim!" Jim almost hyperventilated, and could have swore his cock grew faster upon hearing it. "Um... M..Misss, I don't think that's a good idea!"
"Jim, this is no time for childishness about nudity in front of a teacher! If you've been stung there, your life could be in danger!" Before Jim could protest, or even offer a response, Miss Prockek had kneeled down and was undoing his belt. Jim's heart raced as his biology teacher acted in a manner out of a porn movie. As she tugged down his pants, Miss Prockek gasped at the sight revealed. Jim's boxers were barely able to contain the slowly growing mass of his mutated cock, and thehead and top part of the shaft had already gone down the right leg of his boxer, strange neon yellow green pre-cum covering his inner thigh.
Grabbing the legs of the boxers, Miss Prockek tugged down hard, having to fight her student's overlarge member that needed a larger home, yet was almost too large to get out of it's existing home without the aid of tools. Jim bit back moans as she made small and barely effective tugs. Taking a breath, she pulled with all her weight and falling back, this saving her from being struck under the chin as the head of Jim's freed member swung upright.
Miss Prockek shook her head to clear the stars the fall caused before she turned back to her in need student. Jim leaned back on the table behind him, his hands almost embeded into the faux-wood of it in an effort to avoid stroking it, his hips jerking slighty causing it to jiggle. Miss Prockek crawled over to Jim, her entire attention devoted to his cock. She had only a limited experience with the male genitals, the sum total of one sexual partner, three hens parties and four playgirl magazines, but she realized off the bat that Jim's was three times as long and twice as wide as the average... assuming the average was 8".
His cock was covered in skin of a sick bright green color, that extended beyond the member stopped an inch away from the base it. It was slightly smoother than a normal cock and devoid of veins she noted, but they had seemingly been replaced by a series of what looked like creeper vines of a shade two times darker than that of the "main stork" that were embeded into it.
Miss Prockek scooted closer to Jim's crotch to better examine the mutation...
Tue Jun 29 01:43:03 2004