Chinatown, San Francisco – February 1, 2021

Mei stepped furtively into the traditional apothecary shop out of the drizzling rain into the crowded little store.  She winded her way through the narrow aisles full of nostrums like ginseng, chicken feet, herbal tea and other fragrant reminders of her home country.  She went to the back to a wizened old lady who stood barely a head and shoulders over the counter with the friendly waving cat and golden tinged Buddha statue.

“Honorable Grandmother, I seek special medicine that I hear you have hidden in the back of the store.”

The little grey haired woman’s twinkling eyes apprised the young lady.  She noticed the young lady stood nearly 6 feet tall in her 3 inch heels, proof yet again of the salubrious effects of a diet rich in protein that was rare in the homeland.  Her jet black hair hung down to just below her should blades and her bouncy upturned breasts.  She clicked her tongue and said, “You are no longer a virgin are you?”

Mei frowned and said “What’s that got to do with it?”

“I think you know.  I bet you laid with some white devils before you married your honorable husband?  Someone like you would be desirable to many men and I bet you sampled enough.  Now you find your husband to be less manly than you hoped.  Am I right?”

The younger ladies throat went dry and she could only nod in embarrassed silence.  “It is true, Wang is not big enough to satisfy my hungry womanhood.  He feels like a twig and I have to fake orgasms to make him feel like he’s a real man, but he isn’t!”  Mei buried her head in her hands and started to cry.

“There, there.  Whoever told you about our Secret Sauce was telling you the truth.  In a few weeks, your Wang’s staff will be long, strong and it will make those white devil’s penises look like the pink worms they truly are.  I will get you a couple of quarts.  It will only cost $1000”.

Mei’s sharp intake of breath told the druggist that she was reconsidering.  “Now, now, $1,-000 is a very small price to pay for a lifetime of fulfillment.  When he drives you into ecstasy with his tree stump you will be ever so thankful.”

Mei pursed her lips and said, “This sounds too good to be true.  Are you sure it works as you say?”

The druggist smile enigmatically and clapped her hands.  “Ping, we have a lady customer who does not believe the efficacy of our Secret Sauce.  Can you provide her a demonstration?”

A young man emerged from a door behind the counter.  He wore very baggy trousers under his long shirt.  He reached into the top of them and proceeded to pull out his penis.  Mei’s eyes widened and her mouth and other parts moistened involuntarily.  “Yes!  Yes!  I’ll buy your Secret Sauce!!”

Wang awoke feeling very refreshed and happy.  He and Mei had a wonderful Valentine’s Day at Chez Perry’s and a romantic stroll down Fisherman’s Wharf.  Afterwards they went to their bedroom and he had yet another evening of mind-blowing sex with his hot girlfriend.  When they first married 6 months ago, their lovemaking was not very enjoyable.  She was already taller and him and when he penetrated her, he felt lost inside her rather large pussy.  When he tried to be very aggressive, his cock usually slipped out and rubbed her pubic bone or her taint much to his chagrin.  Lately however, Mei’s pussy felt more inviting and tighter, if that was possible.  As a matter of fact, last night, he really seemed like he had to push harder than ever before to get his engorged cock into Mei’s hungry cunt and she screamed out in such passion he was sure the neighbors were awoken.

Mei’s cooking had changed as well.  There was a strange ingredient that she added to all the dishes she served.  It wasn’t unappetizing, but it was different enough to be noticeable.  When he asked what it was, she would laugh demurely and say “It is a Secret Sauce that I bought for you.  It is said to increase the well-being of young couples.”  Wang laughed at these traditional medicines that so many of his relatives, and now his wife, clung to as better than Western medicine.  It’s probably rhino horn dust or elephant tusk powder or something stupid like that.

He kissed the still sleeping Mei on the cheek and walked to the bathroom.  He started to run the water in the sink to get his shave going as he stretched his arms over his head.  Suddenly he felt something wet on the head of his cock and it felt like it was rising up his shaft.  He looked down in the mirror, shook his head to clear his mind and looked again.  His cock was dangling into the sink and looked like a miniature elephant trunk getting some water to hose off its back!  He had never dangled that low before, he guestimated that it was at least 6 ½ inches long.  He turned off the spigot and gingerly reached down to grab the thick shaft that was amazingly attached to his abdomen. 

The cock spilled over his hand and felt like it weighed 2 pounds.  He suddenly got scared and thought “What is causing this swelling?  Is my cock going to balloon up and fall off?!  I’ve never seen anything like this before!  I’m way past puberty so this can’t be natural.  I hope it’s not cancer!”

Suddenly the door swung open and Mei sauntered in with a quizzical look on her face.  She saw the slab of meat that Wang’s hand could not even hold and licked her lips and laughed throatily.  “I see that you are finally becoming a real man for me Wang!  It felt so good last night but I’ve never seen it in the light of day.  Do you mind?” She knelt in front of him with her eyes locking onto his.

He could only nod mutely as both her hands reached up and started to lovingly stroke its turgid length.   Her fingers lightly traced the huge veins that bulged as blood started to rush to his excited organ.  Her mouth opened and she kissed and tonged his flaring head and the piss hole.  She worked his head into her mouth and started to go a few inches down his expanding shaft.  It wasn’t long before her gag reflex kicked in and she had to back off.  That had never happened to her before with Wang or with any of her prior white boyfriends.

She backed off and he popped out of her mouth.  Her eyes were crossed in amazement as she saw the truncheon of manhood that bobbed in front of her face.  “I’ve got to measure you Wang!  I have to know how big your Special Sauce boner is!”  She stood and ran to her sock drawer and pulled out a measuring tape that she used for sewing.  She knelt and held it at the base of his shaft and stretched it to the end and whistled.  Then she wrapped it around the fattest part of his cock shaft.  “25.5 cm by 15 cm!  Wang – you are HUGE!”

Wang dazedly processed the measurements and the words “Secret Sauce boner” and realized that his wife had been feeding him something like Super-Viagra.  When he saw her hands running up and down his shaft unable to completely enclose it and her overjoyed face he unexpectedly spasmed and large globs of cum struck Mei on the face and chest and doused her nightie top until it looked like she had been in a wet t-shirt contest.  “Damn!  You have huge, voluminous balls too!” she squealed.

He smiled evilly as his cock remained rigid.  He lifted her up and pushed her against the sink counter top and guided his missile of love into her dripping snatch.  Her eyes widened until she looked like a manga girl as he bore into her stretched pussy like an oil derrick drilling a glory hole.  “Oh, OH, OHHHHHHHH DAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMNNNNN!” Mei cried out as the first of 50 orgasms radiated from her completely filled cunt.

Wang’s new attitude was getting noticed at the office.  He normally kept quiet in meetings and demurred meekly to his co-workers in project decisions.  But for the past couple of days Wang seemed to be more opinionated and confrontational than normal.  Most of his ideas were better than anything else suggested, but that had never been so obvious before.  They also noticed that he was wearing loose fitting bottoms similar to work out or martial art clothes.  Some of the secretaries even noted that there seemed to be something ...big…stirring in the crouch that they had never noticed before.

Tech Lead Ron Dempsey really didn’t understand what was going on with Wang.  He hated being contradicted in meetings by this little schmuck who didn’t even attend an Ivy League school like Ron had.  He also noticed that laughable bulge in Wang’s pants as he normally sat with his legs apart across from Ron in meetings.  “He’s stuffing a lot of socks into his trousers, that runt!” thought Ron snidely.  “That little Chinaman thinks he’s impressing us, but he’s full of deceitful shit.  I can’t wait to take him down a peg or two pretty soon”.

Ron was relishing the chance when the weekly basketball game came so that he would dominate Wang on the court and more importantly in the locker room.  Once his fake cock was exposed, Wang would either have to quit or go back to being the non-entity he was just a few weeks ago.

The night of the departmental game came and Ron led a team of towering white men (the Yahoo Winners with Ron being the shortest at 5’ 11”) against Wang’s UN of his multi-racial losers:  2 Asian Americans, 1 black (the best player but still only 6’ 1”) and a couple of Indian guys who only learned how to play basketball since joining Yahoo.

As team captains, Ron and Wang did the first jump ball.  Ron noticed that Wang was wearing long shorts that would have made the 1993 Michigan Wolverines proud.  When they jumped, the shorter Wang actually tipped the ball to his teammate.  There was a quick pass down court and an easy layup and the UN was up 2 to 0.  Ron inbounded it to Jim who sent it right back to him.  Wang decided to press and was bobbing up and down in front of Ron.  Ron started to look down the floor, but his eyes locked onto the front of Wang’s shorts as he saw bulges the size of oranges and a spray can bouncing up and down.  This distraction allowed Wang to reach in and steal the ball and run back to his goal for another easy layup.  As Wang handed the ball back to Ron he said “You need to keep your eyes on the balls…errr ball if you want to win!”

As the game went on, the rest of the Winners made up some points, but Ron’s frustration with Wang’s game was torpedoing their efforts.  Ron couldn’t understand how a 5’6” Asian could play so BIG.  Wang was faster to the ball and seemed to be outjumping him on passes and shots.  Wang even stuffed 3 of Ron’s shots back into his face.  Finally, in the last five seconds, the black player (Antoine) yelled “Alley Oop!” and launched the ball up in the air.  Wang jumped up and over Ron and slammed the ball through the net and held onto the rim.  Ron got a face full of Wang’s fake junk rocking back and forth like a pendulum before he dropped to the ground.  Final score, UN 69 – Winners 41.

As they walked back to the showers, the other Winners stood apart from Ron and Wang’s team slapped his back and butt in appreciation of his effort.  Ron seethed in anger at the humiliating loss.  “I’m getting sick of that little Asian’s antics and fake cock!” Ron thought.

The guys stripped and walked into the shower.  Wang had already entered and his back was to the entrance when Ron angrily stomped into the room.  “Goddamn, I didn’t get much sleep last night and let a little dicked Chinaman play a good game!  Won’t happen again - I’ll be sure of that.  Next time I’ll rub you and your dildo into the dirt Wang!”

Wang’s back stiffened and he slowly turned towards the angry noise.  As he did, the silhouette of his junk came into view and everyone’s mouths dropped as the soap washed off his belly and genitalia.  When he stood facing Ron, Wang spread his feet should length apart and placed his fists on his hips with his elbows bent like a Superman pose.  Ron gulped in amazement as he saw the majesty of Wang’s huge cock and balls dangling between his legs.  “Little dicked?  Little dicked?!  I think you have misspoken you pinkie sized white boy!  You’ve don’t have a dick, you’ve got a clit you ‘Winner’!”  Wang and his teammates howled in laughter.

Red faced Ron, put his right hand down to cover his dick and gasped as he felt it harden and jut out.  It felt even smaller than normal even though it was harder than he ever remembered!  His thumb and index finger gripped his miniscule hard-on tightly and started to slide up and down ever so slightly but with ever increasing pumping action.  Wang laughed even more maniacally and said, “Have you gone queer looking at my HUGE Asian cock, white boy?!  Do you want to touch it!  I bet you wish you could feel something half my size in your tiny hand don’t you?!  Baaaaahhhaaaahaaaahaaaa!!!”  The rest of the Winners fled from the shower before they developed involuntary hard-ons as well.

Wang strode over slowly towards the masturbating peon.  His soft, hanging cock and balls slapped each thigh with a meaty sound.  He stood next to Ron and glared down at the white boy’s pathetic putz pulling.  “Look – I’m not even hard and I’m so much larger than you with your hardest boner!  You could hide your entire erection inside your little hand but you wouldn’t even be able to hide my softie with both your hands.  I’m probably as thick as you are long, dontcha think?  I bet your little stiffie couldn’t span my shaft!”

Ron moaned in ecstatic embarrassment and little droplets of cum spurted out dismally, with one drop actually arcing far enough over to reach Wang’s dark giant.  Wang’s hands reached out to Ron’s shoulders and he pushed him slowly and inexorably downward to his knees.   “Clean that off if you know what’s good for you!” hissed the angry Asian.

Ron closed his eyes and jutted out his tongue and leaned into the musky man-meat in front of him.  He felt a small salty wet spot and hurriedly licked it away.  Suddenly the cock pulled away from him and then he felt a stinging slap on his right cheek and then one on his left cheek.  He opened his eyes to see that Wang was dick-slapping his face with his massive manhood.  The slaps became more painful as Wang’s cock hardened.  Welts and bruises appeared on his face as the heavy cock tenderized him mercilessly.  He felt blood dripping out of his nose and then Wang grabbed his cock and aimed it straight at Ron’s face and he stroked it a couple of times before a gusher of cum blew out.  Huge gobs of cum iced his battered face and dripped down to his belly and crouch with his little, tiny cock submerged in a pond of man milk.  Ron’s tongue slipped out and licked his cum encrusted lips with relish.  “Oh man, you ARE a FAG!  Open up, I have more to give you.”

Ron timidly did as he was told and then was hit with a stream of steaming hot urine that caused him to gag and swallow.  As he got sick to his stomach the fire hose of piss continued to flow and he was golden showered in the shower!  Wang and the UN walked out and left him quivering on the cold tiles.

Heather was talking to her new friend Mei.  She was a rather lovely blond who was not quite as tall as the statuesque Asian lady, but she did have a larger bosom which she liked to emphasize with her low cut blouse.  Heather was airing her grievances about her partner Ron.  For nearly a month now he was very irritable with her for no apparent reason.  Mei asked “Have you been having pleasant sex with Ron recently?  Sometimes men get very angry if they are not satisfied.”

Heather’s brow furrowed and she said “Truthfully, he’s been ignoring me.  I’ve asked him several times in the past couple of weeks to climb aboard and ride the Heather Express.  He’s refused for one reason or another.  I don’t know why.  He did come back one evening with bruises on his face, but he told me that he had fallen playing basketball.  Do you think he’s having an affair?  Maybe he got caught by an angry lover…”

Mei considered it and said, “You are very pretty and unless he’s late at work very often, I doubt it.  It is very strange…  my sweet Wang cannot stop fucking me…thankfully!  How old is Ron?  Maybe his libido is decreasing in middle age or something.”

Heather laughed nervously, “He’s not that old.  His libido is normal I suppose.  Sometimes we would do it more than once a week.  He’s been a pretty kind little lover up until know?”

Mei’s eyebrow raised and she said, “Little lover, hmmm.  That’s an interesting phrase.  Are you saying that Ron’s not very big down there?”

“Oh my, I should have kept my mouth shut.  Well, now that I’ve said it, yes, Ron is lacking in comparison to other men I’ve known.  Still he used to put a lot of effort into satisfying me as much as he could.  I never orgasmed with just his little man, but he could lick pussy like no tomorrow!”

“Can you show me how small Ron is?  Just hold your fingers apart.”

“Hard?  Or Soft?”

“Hard of course, you silly girl!  What can you do with a soft cock?” laughed the tall Asian.

Heather raised her right hand and extender her thumb and index finger out to roughly 9 cm.  She cringed when Mei giggled and then laughed out loud.  “S-s-sorry Heather!  It’s just that something that small can’t be considered a cock can it?  It’s not even a dick or a penis.  It’s really just a glorified clit, isn’t it?!”

“I know!  I’ve been fucking a girl instead of a man haven’t I?  I just wish there was something I could do about it.”

“Maybe there is Heather, maybe there is...”

Heather waited and waited to hear Ron’s heavy sleep breathing before she “tested the merchandise.”  It had been nearly a month since had visited the strange apothecary shop that Mei recommended.  Heather had been liberally dosing Ron’s meals with the Special Sauce that Mei recommended.  Ron continued to avoid physical contact but Heather dreamed of waking to find Ron’s now enormous boner waiting for her to sit on it.  She could just imagine how it felt to have a 20-30 cm cock into her vagina and almost into her uterus.

Finally, she could wait no more and she stealth fully slipped her hand under the elastic band of his tightie whities.  Her fingertips skimmed over the swelling of his chubby abdomen, parted the pubic forest of hair and came to a rest on 3 small bumps that she couldn’t identify.  As she traced around the bumps she felt the central one harden and lengthen under her probing index finger.  Her throat became dry as she felt a miniscule little shaft that was barely larger than her fingertip with a tiny little head sticking out above it.

“No, No, NO, NO, NOOOOOO!” Heather moaned as she flicked the insignificant penis that Ron now possessed.  Ron awoke in some pain as his dicklet was punished by Heather’s strong digit.  A single tiny drop of cum leaked out of the end and briefly wet her fingertip before it evaporated almost instantaneously.  “That BITCH!  Special Sauce to make any man a stud, eh?  Fucking shit, this dick it too tiny to satisfy a kitten let alone my full grown pussy!”

The next day, Heather phoned Mei and Wang and asked them to come over because it was an emergency.  Since it was Saturday morning they were still both at home.  They strolled over to Heather’s house and let themselves in since the back door was ajar.  They came upon the white couple in the living room with Ron sitting without clothes on the couch.  Heather glared and pulled out a magnifying glass and held it over Ron’s crouch.  “Look what your Special Sauce did to poor little Ronnie!  He’s suffering a severe case of micropenis.”

Mei and Wang did a triple take as they looked at the tiny bumps that represented Ron’s sexual organs.  Wang laughed in triumph as he saw the sad state his rival at the office had fallen.  He had wondered why Ron dropped out of the Yahoo Men’s League – now it made even more since than just the humiliation of the dick slapping he had given him. 

Mei shook her head and said “The Special Sauce worked for Wang.  He is a fucking hung stud now.  I can’t understand why Ronnie got even littler.”

Heather spat out “Bullshit!  I’ve seen Asian guys and they are never hung studs.  He probably never used this Special Sauce and I bet he’s smaller than Ron used to be.”

Ron hung his head and said nothing but he knew the truth about Wang’s huge slab of beef.  Mei’s cheeks reddened and she snapped “Show this little whore the truth my love!”

Wang slowly loosened his belt and unbuttoned his pants.  He let the pants drop down to his ankles and then worked on releasing the binding underwear he used to control his pendulous penis and bulbous balls so he could walk normally.  When the last strap loosened and the underwear followed his pants to the ground, his gargantuan, dark, uncircumcised cock and nearly grapefruit sized balls swung down between his knees.  He stepped out of the loose clothing and towards the amazed blond.  Heather sat down heavily on the couch next to Ron and watched as the huge cock loomed closer to her face.

Heather hesitantly reached out and hefted the first quarter of Wang’s wang in her hand.  “Jesus, this is impossible.  No man can be this large!  Oh fuck, I need to feel this at full size!”  Ron started rubbing his crouch with his pinkie unnoticed by the 3 others in the room.

Mei said “You may regret that white girl!  Wang’s cock requires much elasticity and patience.  I have plenty of both, but you probably do not.  Go ahead and try to do something with Wang if you can!”

Heather put both hands on the shaft and lifted the heavy cock in the air in front of her face.  She stuck her tongue out and started licking the foreskin of his anaconda.  She slowly worked her hands back and forth on this shaft and lifted it at an even higher level so she could run her tongue down the veiny surface to the bulging ball sac.  She licked and sucked as much of his flesh as she could.  Wang started to slowly engorge under her ministrations.  A steady stream of pre-cum started to ooze out of his piss-hole and down her forehead and face.  She moved his cock towards Ron’s face and his issue dripped down onto Ron’s micromanhood and totally engulfed it in a flood of potency.  She whipped the cock back to her face and tried to capture as much of the pre-seed as she could in her mouth.

Soon Wang’s cock stood at 32 cm x 20 cm as it finally reached full erection.  Heather stood up and turned her back to Wang and guided his cock beneath her pussy and between her legs.  She then scissored them shut and it appeared that Heather now had a massive cock emerging from her abdomen.  Wang pulled and pushed his cock between her quivering thighs.  The sheer bumpiness of his shaft was giving Heather’s pussy lips a nice feeling.  Heather noticed Ron’s miniscule jacking and grew disgusted with his inadequacy.  She grabbed Ron’s head and guided it down to Wang’s cock head and said “Help me out you pathetic little man!”  Ron obeyed and opened his mouth and let Wang’s cock head in and out of it.  She then started stroking the rest of the shaft that was available with her hands.

The friction of thighs, the warmth of the smaller man’s open mouth, her delicate hands and the knowledge of his own massiveness made Wang’s cock explode with fury.  Ron’s mouth was quickly filled with a pool of jism and then his chin and chest started to look like vanilla pudding was being slung onto them.  Heather orgasmed on his shaft as she felt it fire and recoil and fire again like a canon.  Mei stood aside with a knowing smile as her arms pushed her breasts higher up in the air and wetness started dripping from her distended pussy lips.

Wang lifted Heather off his still stiff manhood and placed her knees on the couch next to Ron with her ass in the air.  His staff neared her wet cunt and suddenly Ronnie gently grabbed and guided Wang to her hungry hole.  Wang rubbed his large cock head around her pussy lips and started to gently push them apart.  Soon Heather had more cock flesh in her than she ever felt before – and that was just the head and a couple of inches of Wang’s shaft. 

Mei walked over and bent Ronnie’s head back onto the seat cushion and straddled his face with her steamy cunt.  He hurriedly licked her pussy lips that threatened to engulf his mouth and nose with relative ease.  Obviously she was much looser than any woman thanks to Wang’s massive thrusting missile.  Mei lifted her left foot and placed the high heel onto Ronnie’s abdomen and slowly ground his nub and tiny balls into his fupa like she was stomping out a cigarette.  The pain was terrible but somehow exciting and he started motor boating her loose vagina lips with gusto.  He was rewarded with a mixture of her cum and piss that nearly drowned him.

Meanwhile, Wang had widened Heather enough to get almost ½ way into her tight, pink pussy.  He felt her insides arch and stretch to try to accommodate him.  It was becoming unbearably tight for Heather and she had orgasmed repeatedly every millimeter he was able to advance into her withering womanhood.  Finally Wang could hold out no longer and jets of love juice coated the vaginal walls and the uterus with millions of sperm cells.  The pressure of his spermicidal tidal wave caused her pussy to make slurping noises as the baby batter leaked out onto the couch and the floor.  Heather’s head lolled about uncontrollably as her body tried to process the sheer multitudes of orgasms that it had just undergone.  Ronnie passed out with painful joy.

Wang and Mei gathered their clothes and got dressed.  “When we get home, I need to fuck you real bad Mei.  Her tiny cunt was almost useless to me.”  Mei shook her head in agreement and said, “I know what you mean, his face was a poor substitute for your gigantic cock!”