My name is Jackson Bloom. The genetic engineers at the company gave me a few new muscles, a few new sphincters, and a second, more elastic penis. Xxnx Most of my friends (all of the guys, and many of the girls) had made passes at her and I was fully aware of how attractive she was… from a purely academic viewpoint, of course. There are at least a dozen such accounts from the 87 survivors from the Peg, and most, to be honest, are more compelling. On the downside, one of the former two also talked about me to her friends, which quickly spread, earning me the nickname of “Tommy Two-Dicks” around school. I was genetically engineered at birth and “updated” periodically ever since, just like 99.99% of the human population, but while my upgrades were truly top shelf, I’ve always lacked the kind of motivation
