When I woke up, I was in a car. It seemed I had been lying down and sleeping in the back seat.
Noticing that I had woken up, my father spoke.
“Keita! Are you okay? I’m taking you to the hospital right now! But more importantly, what did you do?”
Sensing his awkwardness, I looked down at my lower body and saw that my balls were exposed, swollen to a size that anyone would recognize as abnormal.
That’s right, now I remember… back then…
The embarrassment and misery of my parents finding out, combined with the fear of my changed body, made my head spin. Despite that, my dick was getting hard at an incredible speed. Half in despair, I decided to tell them everything.
“At grandpa’s house, a very tall lady taught me how to make white pee come out… But then, it stopped coming out…”
As soon as my father heard my words, his expression froze in the rearview mirror.
Dad knows about the white pee too. It must be something dangerous.
I had a vague understanding that it was something I shouldn’t do, like an instinct. That’s why I never told anyone.
“You said a very tall lady?”
“How tall was she?”
“Uh…”
My father reacted not to the white pee, but to the lady.
“Do you know about her? The lady…”
“I’m asking how tall she was!!”
I couldn’t understand why my father was angry, and I hesitated.
“About as tall as the ceiling in my room, I guess…”
I couldn’t compare her to anyone because she was so big, but I remembered always looking at the ceiling and imagining her size when I jerked off.
Thinking about the lady made my swollen balls tighten repeatedly, and my chest felt tight. I wanted to see her soon. I wanted her to comfort the miserable me.
When I glanced at my father, he looked like he was about to cry, frantically fiddling with his phone and holding it to his ear.
“Dad! What should I do? Keita, Keita…!”
The person on the other end of the call was grandpa. And my father, more distraught than I had ever seen him, squeezed out these words.
“Keita… has been captivated by Hasshaku-sama…”