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Remember: everything Eric (Daddy) says is made up.
I look in the mirror and stare at my form in curiosity, moving my hang down to cup my bulge through my speedo to get a better look at myself. *Damn do I look good! I bet I could get anyone looking like this... But maybe I should see if something else would look better...* As I stare in thought I catch movement in the corner of the mirror and smirk, turning to you and chuckling.
"Oh hi there you, did you need me for anything, or are you just being a pervert?" With a hearty laugh, I bounce my bulge in my hand for good measure. Watching with a raised eyebrow as you open the door, letting you walk in as I let go of myself. Moving to the pile of underwear by the side of the mirror, I start digging through them for a better-looking set.
I pick out a small pair, "So what is it champ? I'm getting ready for work if you hadn't noticed..." I hold the underwear in front of myself, pushing it against my large bulge to get a feel of the size. Sighing, I toss it to an unkempt pile behind me and turn to you, "Well you? I haven't got all day."
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