" Steven chuckled to himself. Reaching down he lightly touched the object hanging down in front of him. He could see it easily, as well as the sack of...skin hanging beneath it. This was certainly a departure from "her" old equipment. She had had to use a hand mirror to see the old equipment as easily.It immediately began to swell and it felt incredibly good. Slowly Steven began to lightly stroke his new equipment. "Oh this could be a lot of fun." The new young man thought as he stood in his room. 004% chance for error."As to whom his birth mother was, the indications are she was the wife of the man posing as the subject's father." So Mom really was probably my real mom. Why all the bullshit? A personal note had been handwritten and attached to the report. "I have merely reiterated here what I reported to your father shortly before his tragic demise in the plane accident." I stared unbelieving at what I just read."What?" I looked at her numbly. This sounded like some fable by a very. His cock was tiny, shriveled up so it was barely visible. Carol gasped when she saw my long fat swinging, mushroom headed cock. He told Carol to change into her costume. We tried to make small talk but Alex was too preoccupied with my dick. His tiny little dicklette got hard. It grew to be about four or five inches long. I will admit, it made me hot to look freely at another mans dick. Sucking cock was an option in the deal. His looked good. Carol's costume amounted to a fish net body. Telling the Chief Eunuch that he didn't want any company that night, he retired to his bedroom, submitted to being bathed and lay down on the bed.Had he done the right thing by marrying this girl off to get her out of his harem? Why had he wanted her out? She was beautiful and compliant and her cunt and arse were tight as any man could wish for. Why did he not just marry her himself and make her the chosen mother of his heir? Would the absolute ruler of an Emirate be allowed by his advisors to.