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All the circumcised guys in the fem-fraternity had become heavily endowed after using it, but for some reason they scolded anyone uncut that even mentioned the odd item. After hours, he managed to steal it away to his room so he could show them that there was no reason he and the others shouldn’t be allowed to use it. Slipping it over and around his shaft and balls, he pushed the oddly warm metal ring snug against his soft figure; it took effect immediately.

His shaft grew erect, and then some, throbbing and pulsing, bulking larger with every beat of his heart, his balls swelling to match. A light stroke of his shaft sent it surging larger, gaining nearly half an inch in length, and half that in width in a single movement, forcing an unfortunately loud moan escaped him. Placing his hands over his mouth, he could hear his dorm mates begin to stir.

Panicked, he plunges his hands down toward the ring, rubbing either side of his turgid rod as they move, causing it to have a sudden burst of growth that tugs tightly at his foreskin. It all becomes clear as a chain reaction begins; his shaft thickens, further stretching his foreskin, stimulating it to repeat the process. His engorged testicles begin pushing their excess produce up and out of his possessed member, the feel of his own hot seed oozing over his taught flesh adds further effect.

He tries for the ring again, but it won’t budge; he’s grown to large to pull it off. Half his original size longer, but three times as thick, with two near grapefruit sized testicles pulling his scrotum tight as a drum, he had become larger than even the largest of his mates that he’d seen, to the point of being comedic.

Pounding on the door. They know what he’s done. The question is, is there anything they can do.