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Today is the day I finally face my fear and measure my beast. I stand before the mirror, my cock already throbbing at the anticipation. I grip it firmly, my hand barely able to wrap around its thickness. I measure, my heart pounding, as I watch it grow under my touch. Six and a half inches, then seven. I stroke, my grip tight, feeling every vein, every ridge. I can't believe it. I've never felt so alive, so powerful.