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Always wanted to be taller.

At 5’ 11” I wasn’t short, but I wanted to be taller than most.

I tell Rob, my room mate this and he tells me to just wait.

What does that mean?

So I wake up the next day with my feet hanging off the bed.

I don’t have to duck under the doorway, but it is close. I must have grown 8-10 inches overnight.

This is great, but when I get to the mirror I see what happened.

Only my body grew longer. Nothing else.

My 34X33 pants still fit fine but my large shirt doesn’t come anywhere near covering my navel!

My arms are too short for this torso.

Wait.

I think it’s happening again.

Oh his, I’m above the bathroom mirror now and almost hitting the ceiling.

I think I gained at least another foot.

I look ridiculous. 

I’m really going to have to duck through doorways now.

Shit. I gotta piss. I can’t reach my dick. Even bending over I can barely touch. Damn I’m like a T-Rex.

I hear Rob at the door.

He wants to know if I like my growth spurt.

I’m gonna kill him.

Fuck. Another foot taller.

Macro.

Ok

Might not be the best.

But I think some people enjoy this.

Tired of being small, Ethan decides to take “something “ he found on the dark web.

So as just being excited to experiment, he thinks he reads the instructions correctly.

Now it would be a good show if he had. Right?

He doses himself with waaay to many milligrams.

There is no turning back now.

Sure it’s great to be big, but maybe this is taking it too far.

Spice Up Your Life Chapter 1: Making Plans

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It had been a long quarantine for Collin and Sam. With all of their classes being moved online and them being locked in their tiny house together, they were getting a bit stir crazy. With Collin being at high risk with his asthma, and Sam wanting to protect his friend and roommate, the two of them hadn’t really left the house except for groceries and the occasional errand that Sam would run.

Each of them had enrolled at the local college and met their freshmen year. They met at a party one night and started talking and became fast friends. Every year since then, they had been roommates together in a small house they rented. Now, juniors in college, they are stuck in the house with each other during the COVID-19 epidemic.

 Luckily, it was looking like their long quarantine would be coming to an end. The governor of their state had slowly been reopening stores and restaurants. With the country appearing to go back to normal, they thought it was appropriate to have some friends over at the very least.

 “Oh, come on Collin. I know you are worried about this pandemic, but we have been cooped up in this house for over three months. With everything reopening, I think that we can at least begin to see our friend group again,” said Sam trying to convince his roommate to let their friends back into their life. “It doesn’t even need to be the whole group. It can just be a few of them.” Sam walked into the kitchen of their small house to grab a snack.

 “I don’t know Sam. I’m just worried about the possibility of any of them bringing the virus to us,” said Collin as he sat down on their couch in the living room. “We are going to be exposing ourselves to whatever they have come in contact with.”

 “But you’ve already been exposed to the outside world,” said Sam as he sat down in the chair facing Collin. “I go to the grocery store once a week or so and then I come home. How is me going shopping less dangerous than our friends coming over to see us?”

 “You’ve been staying safe and wearing your mask. You don’t leave the house besides going shopping. We don’t know where they’ve been. They could’ve gone to restaurants or bars for all we know. I trust that you’re being safe. I don’t trust them.” Sam leaned back in his chair crossing his arm. Clearly disappointed by his friend’s aversion to the slightest bit of human contact.

 Sam’s face lit back up with an idea. “What if we can make sure they social distance for at least two weeks? The 4th of July is coming up two weeks from this Saturday, if all of our friends could social distance for those two weeks, could we have a barbeque?” Sam gave Collin the biggest puppy dog face imaginable. Accentuating his big blue eyes to drive the point home. He knew Collin couldn’t resist the face.

 After a moment of thinking, Collin finally surrendered to his roommate’s begging. “Ugh, fine. If you can get all of them to social distance for two weeks, we can have them all over for the 4th.” Sam jumped up from his seat with glee.

 “Woohoo! You won’t regret this bud! We are gonna have so much fun!” Sam gave Collin an excited side hug and ran into his room to get his phone and texted everyone who was still in town. Collin watched as Sam ran off to his room with a slight smile on his face to see him so happy, but it faded into worry for what might happen if his friends fail.

 Sam presented the obstacle to the group and they were all on board. He took a head count and requests from everyone for what they would like served. Sam said that he would cook everything and they’d Venmo him their share. This way there would be less people preparing the food.

 A couple weeks went by and Sam went out the Friday before to get all of the food they were going to need. With twelve people to cook for, Sam would have his work cut out for him. On the menu were burgers, chips and dip, mac n cheese, jalapeño poppers, and Sam’s homemade chocolate pudding. He bought everyone a few different types of beer and some seltzers for the nonbeer drinkers. He wanted to go all out for this get together if it was going to be the first one after months of isolation.

 As he was shopping for ingredients for the dishes, he came across a fun spice kit. It was a six-piece spice set that read “Spice Up Your Life”. None of the spices seemed familiar to Sam but he thought ‘What the hell? With the way my life is going, I’m gonna need all the spice I can get.’ He grabbed the kit and continued shopping.

 He arrived home and started unloading the groceries. “Hey Collin!” Sam shouted from the kitchen. “You mind running out to my car and grabbing the rest of the groceries?” Collin groaned in protest but reluctantly got up from his bed and came out to help Sam. Coming into the kitchen, he saw all of the food that Sam had already brought in.

 “You have more food in the car? This is enough food to feed a village for a week and we’re having 10 people over for one afternoon,” Collin said with shock.

 “We can have leftovers if we have to,” said Sam, getting out various bowls, plates, and cutting boards for the preparation of the food. “Besides, you could easily eat all of this food by yourself in one sitting,” said Sam gesturing toward the slight gut that his friend had gained since the quarantine began.

 “I haven’t put on that much weight, have I?” Collin looked down at his slightly bulging belly and rubbed it.

 “Well there is a reason why I have to go to the store every week instead of waiting longer.” Sam walked over and smacked his friend’s stomach and watched it jiggle a bit after. “But there’s nothing wrong with that. You normally live in the gym and eat the same diet while we’re in our normal life. It’s just your calorie needs have gone down, but your intake hasn’t,” said Sam with more sincerity in his tone.

 “I guess you’re right,” Collin said with a bit of sadness for his lack of gym routine. He normally was a buff stud, but he had put on that COVID 19 and his muscles have deflated a bit from his normal jock physique. He sulked for a second and then proceeded to go get the rest of the groceries.

 “Hey, don’t get down about it bud. I’m gonna tell you the same thing you told me the night we met. “I always love a little more cushion for the pushin’”,” said Sam with a wink and slapped his roommate’s ass. “Now go get the food. I have a lot to do if we want everything ready for tomorrow.” Collin smiled and grabbed the rest of the groceries. Sam had wished he could repeat the night they met. But he knew not to get his hopes up too much.

 Sam carried on cooking and prepping for the barbeque. He was going through his groceries and saw the spice kit he had randomly thrown in his cart. He opened it up and saw the six spices. Each seemed to have their own specific color of the rainbow for each flavor. Sam divided each flavor up to a specific dish that he’d prepare. But that left him with one spice left over, purple. He didn’t know what to do with it. So he stowed it in the pantry for another day.

 After what felt like hours of preparing, everything was ready to be cooked tomorrow. Collin walked out of his room to see all of the food. “Ooooo is that your world famous homemade chocolate pudding?!?” said Collin, reaching out his finger toward the giant bowl only to have it batted away by Sam.

 “Yes, it is, and you can’t have any. It’s famous for a reason. Everyone loves it and I want to make sure everyone gets some tomorrow.”

  “Oh come on Sam. Just a little finger? Pretty please?” Collin said trying to use Sam’s own begging trick against him. Trying to slouch down to Sam’s shorter height to really sell it.

 “Hey no fair. That’s my trick,” said Sam with a bit of a chuckle. “Alright. If you really want some, the spoon is sitting over there on the counter. Just finish up before I put everything into the dishwasher.”

 Collin beamed with delight. “You’re the best.” He walked over to the counter with joy in his steps. He picked up the spoon and sat down at their dining room table. Licking the spoon and loving every second of it. “Mmmm. You really should make this more often. It’s become one of my favorite desserts ever since you’ve started making it.”

 “I know. Everyone loves it, but it just takes me forever to make it.” Sam began washing the dishes while talking with his roommate.

“Yeah, but you won’t let anyone help you since it’s your family’s secret recipe.” Collin standing up quickly from the table feeling a bit of heft to his body that he was not used to. He walked over to put his now spotless spoon in the sink for his roommate to wash.

 “And it’s staying that way. If you wanna try and recreate it, be my guest.” After Collin put away his spoon, he began grazing the counter for any other treats he could snack on. He saw that Sam had already finished making the dip for tomorrow. He reached into the pantry and grabbed some chips. Shoveling out the dip and into his mouth. Letting out the occasional “Mmm”.

 “Hey. The dip might not be as well renowned as the pudding, but I’d still like to serve it tomorrow,” said Sam grabbing the dip and hoisting it in the fridge.

“You’re no fun.” Collin put his chips back in the pantry with defeat. “Can you at least make me something that I can eat?”

 “Do I look like your mother? No. You’re a grown ass man. You can cook your own food,” said Sam as he went back to cleaning the dishes.

 “Pleeeeeease Sam? I’m letting you have this barbeque. Just make one sandwich for me.” Collin again went down to Sam’s level and gave him the puppy dog face. Quivering his lip every now and then for dramatic effect.

 “You’re getting way too good at that. Fine, I’ll make you a sandwich.”

 “Again, you’re the best.”

 “Yeah yeah yeah. Just get me out everything you want on it. I’m almost done with the dishes and then I’ll make you a grilled cheese.” Collin grabbed bread, cheese, and butter. He was wanting a grilled cheese, but not your average one. He also pulled out some jalapeños, some bacon and even grabbed a spice that Sam was using before.

 “Got it. Now what?”

 “Why don’t you start cooking the bacon and slicing the jalapeños? I’m almost done with the dishes and I’ll cook it for you after that.” Collin did as he was told. Frying the bacon and dicing up the jalapeños while dashing bits of spice onto them.

 “Alright everything’s ready. Done with the dishes yet?”

 “Almost. Why don’t you grill it and I’ll eat it when I’m done?”                                                                                                                

 “You’ve been done with dishes for a while now, haven’t you?” Collin said while throwing his sandwich on the skillet.

 “And you didn’t cook all day, did you?”

 “I retract my previous statement. You are no longer the best.” He picked up his sandwich and took it to the dining room.

 “Nope. I’m better.” Sam walked in and joined his roommate with a banana to eat.

 “So how has everyone done in terms of keeping their distance?” asked Collin between bites.

 “From what I can tell, good. I don’t have ankle bracelets on them so there’s no real way to know, but from what they’ve said, they have been.”

 “They’d better.” Collin said getting up to put his plate away. As Collin got up, Sam noticed his shirt was riding up a little more on his belly. Nothing too severe, but it definitely bulged out from his body a little more. Sam followed him into the kitchen and threw his banana peel into the trash.

 “Need anything else before I head to bed?”

 “Maybe just help me put everything away,” said Sam as he walked by his roommate to make room in the fridge for everything he’d prepared. He turned around to grab the food only to see his roommate’s pecs right in his face. ‘That’s odd. Normally I’m eye level with Collin’s chin.’

 “Hey Collin, did you get taller?” Collin looked down at his roommate. He’d always been a few inches taller than him, but Sam was looking particularly small tonight.

 “I doubt it. I stopped having growth spurts a in high school. Maybe you just shrank?” laughed Collin, ruffling his roommate's hair. After the kitchen was completely clean, Collin started walking toward his room. “Night tiny.”

 Sam rolled his eyes. “Night big guy.” He watched Collin walk away. His eyes lingering on his fat ass. I looked like it was pushing those poor shorts to their limit. Watching it wobble from side to side. Each cheek looked like a soccer ball. Sam knew what he’d be jerking off to tonight. He headed to his room and shut the door. After a quick jack, he went to bed, excited for their get together tomorrow.

Spice Up Your Life Chapter 3: Lunch Time

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Today is the day of the barbecue. Finally after months of quarantine, Collin and Sam are seeing their friends. All is going well until a problem occurs just when Sam finishes preparing all of the food.

Sam was the first one up at dawn. He started boiling the noodles for the mac n cheese and went out to their backyard to fire up the grill for the burgers and poppers. He got out the pudding, giving it a quick taste test before setting it out for everyone to enjoy. Lastly, he set out the chips and dip along with the cooler with all the drinks inside.

Collin was slowly but surely rolling out of bed. Sending his streaks and looking at everyone’s endeavors last night. He scrolled aimlessly until he saw one of his friend’s stories. He clicked it and she was out at a bar. Collin sat up from his bed. He searched for his other friends’ stories only to find that all of them were out at the bars together last night. Collin was fuming from this realization. He quickly went to their group chat and started typing.

 “Since you think the bars are so fun, you can stay home from the barbecue. Hope the drinks were worth it.” Collin sent out the text and stormed out of his room.

 “Great. You’re finally awake,” Sam greeted him for the morning. “Could you stir the noodles and cheese together for me? I have to go take the burgers and poppers off the grill.” Sam quickly rushed outside after he poured the noodles into his cheese concoction.

 “Sam, we need to- “

 “Stir the pot Collin,” said Sam as he dashed outside. Collin let out a sigh of annoyance and did what he was told. After adequately stirring, he followed his roommate outside.

 “Sam have you checked your phone this morning?”

 “No. I got up, put on my outfit and started cooking. I’m pretty sure it’s still in my room.” And just like that Sam was back inside getting plates ready.

 “Sam, stop what you’re doing and read this.”

 “Collin, I don’t have time. They’re gonna be here in thirty minutes.”

 “Sam!” Collin grabbed his jittery roommate. “Calm down. You’re going full Monica on me. Breathe.” Collin let go of him and lifted up his phone. “Look at this.” Sam took the phone from his roommate and started reading. His eyes widened as he read.

 “No no no no no. I’m gonna kill them. They promised me that they would keep their distance.” Sam threw the paper plates down to the floor in a huff.  He went to sit down at the table. “What are we gonna do? Everything’s already cooked.” Collin walked over and sat down next to him.

 “I’m sorry bud. I knew how much you wanted this to happen.” Collin rubbed Sam’s shoulder. “And hey, you said it earlier. We can have leftovers for the next week or two.” Sam looked over at his roommate and put his hand over Collin’s.

 “Thanks big guy. I’m just so pissed off at them. How could they do that? They only had to last one more day.” Sam laid his head down on the table. Collin patted his back with comfort.

 “I know, but we’ll just wait on seeing them until we know it’s safe.” Collin got up from his seat and headed into the kitchen. He started fixing up one plate full of burgers and another full of mac n cheese. Coming back to the table and setting the food down in front of him. “Sam, eat. You’ve been cooking for what feels like days. Don’t let it go to waste. I even got mac n cheese. I know it’s your favorite.”

 “I’m not hungry right now. Too sad to eat.” Sam grabbed his fork and started playing with his mac n cheese. “But don’t let me stop you. Dig in. Might as well have someone enjoy my cooking.” Collin looked down at his full plate. He picked up his burger and took a bite. The flavor hit him instantly.

 “Mmm. Sam, I know you are pissed right now, but damn you can cook.” Collin went in for another bite of the burger. In mere seconds it had vanished into the big jock’s stomach.

 “Thanks. I’ll be right back.” Sam left the table and went to his room to grab his phone. He got it and was hit with a barrage of messages from his friends ranging from apologies to excuses. He texted back.

 “Don’t worry about it. We’ll just reschedule for a different time when all this blows over.” He went back out to the kitchen to see Collin feasting on his lunch. Sam gave a half smile as he saw his friend enjoying his food. Then he noticed something. His shirt looked tighter. Everywhere. Like someone had just put a tire jack on him and pushed a bit of air in him. His biceps looked like they were fighting for space in his sleeves and seemed to be getting bigger. His pecs looked to be growing as well as his width. He had always had a nice pec shelf that Sam could see in tight shirts, but this was on a whole new level. They were stretching his shirt higher and higher on his torso, exposing his belly.

 “Hey Collin, did you get a quick pump earlier?”

 “No. Not at all. Why do you ask?”

 “Oh no reason. You just look a bit bigger today.”

 “Thanks man. Guess I haven’t lost all my muscles from before quarantine.” Proving his point by holding up one of his biceps and flexing it. Sam was pretty sure he could hear the sound of seams ripping as it blossomed even bigger. Collin finished off the last burger on his plate and sat back with a satisfying belch. “Ah. That was so good. Thanks for cooking Sam.” Sam sat back down at the table and started eating off his plate.

 “No problem big guy. Thanks for not being a total asshole like the rest of our friends,” said Sam taking a bite of the mac n cheese.

 “Oh, you know I’m not like that. I could never be that kind of a jerk to you. You’re one of my best friends and I care about you. I wouldn’t want to hurt your feelings that way.” Sam looked up at his beefy roommate and smiled.

 “Thanks Collin. That means a lot. And for what it’s worth. I care about you too.” He put his hand on Collin’s. They sat there for a little while until Sam broke the silence.

 “What’ll it be next? We’ve got plenty of options for you.” Sam began walking to the kitchen to grab more food for his roommate.

 “Hmm, I think I’ll take some chips and dip. My enjoyment last night was cut short by you and I’d like to try it again.” Collins' eyes lingered on Sam’s ass as it swayed into the kitchen. It looked fuller than before. Sam had always had an ass on him, but there was something about it today. It was different. He shook off the thought quickly when Sam returned with the chips and dip. Collin grabbed a chip and dunked it in the dip and the chip then disappeared into his mouth.

 “Mmm. Just as good as it was last night. My compliments to the chef” Collin kept shoveling away at the giant bowl of dip while Sam still kept picking at his mac n cheese. Sam had been typing on his phone, replying to his friends, and suddenly looked over at his roommate. He was huge. There was no doubt in his mind now. He was getting bigger.

 “Collin. Stand up for me real quick.” Sam stood up and Collin stood up next to him and rose up and up. Last night Sam was about eye level with a little below Collin’s collar bone, but today he was looking directly into his nipples, but that didn’t last long as the body elongated upwards even more. Sam looked up to meet Collin’s eyes. “Uh, Collin? You feeling okay?”

 “Yeah. Never better. Why?”

 “You don’t see anything wrong here?”

 “No. Why should I?” Sam looked perplexed by his roommate’s comments. ‘How could he not realize he’s like a foot taller than usual?’

 “Uh nothing. Just go back to your eating. I gotta go check on something.” Collin sat back down in his chair and Sam walked into the kitchen and pulled out the spices he had just bought. He started reading the fine print on them.

 “Warning: Users may find that they have an allergic reaction to the spices. There may be swelling, rashes, coughing, possible closing of the airway that can lead to death.” That was no real help, so he looked up the spices online to find their website. When he opened it, there were dozens of well built, tall, hung men on the home screen. ‘Is this a food distribution site or gay porn site?’ thought Sam to himself.

 “Hey Sam. Think you could bring me some of those jalapeño poppers?”

 “Huh? Oh yeah. I’ll be right in” Sam closed his phone and made a plate of jalapeño poppers for Collin. When he turned around, he was shocked by what he saw. Collin had gotten big. Really big. As Sam walked closer to the table, he realized he could look his roommate in the eyes while he was sitting down. He could see little tears forming in his shirt from the strain of his big body.

 “I feel like a ravenous beast. I can’t stop eating. I didn’t think I could even be this hungry after a few burgers and the chips and dip.” Sam went to set the poppers in front of Collin. Before he even made contact with the table, Collin had immediately started shooting them into his mouth. Sam didn’t know what to think. His already hot roommate was getting hotter.

 “Collin maybe after these you take a little break from eating to help me clean a bit.”

 “Fine, but after that, it’s back to your cooking. Man, I’m starving,” he said in between bites of the poppers. Sam polished off his first plate of mac n cheese. He took his and Collin’s empty plates to the kitchen. This was first time that Collin broke from his indulgence. He looked on in awe as Sam walked away. His ass was ginormous. It looked like he had shoved two basketballs down his shorts. And it was slowly getting bigger. His tight shorts were beginning to look painted on. And the way it jiggled when he walked was getting Collin hot below the belt. He felt his dick throbbing in his basketball shorts. It was on fire, he had never been this turned on in his life.

 He finished off the last of the poppers and got up to put his dishes away. But when he sat up, his head hit the ceiling fan in their dining room. “Ouch. The fuck?” Bringing him back to reality, he began to take note of everything around him. It all looked like it had shrunk down. “Sam. Why is everything so small?”

 Sam turned to face his roommate and was shocked by what he saw. Collin had to be over 7 feet tall with muscles that rivaled the Hulk’s. His biceps had to be the size of cannonballs and his pecs like two dictionaries in his shirt. He looked wider than most door frames. Sam’s eyes moved down. He could see Collin’s cock stretching the confines of his shorts. It was slowly pulsing bigger and bigger. Each time Sam saw it grow bigger, he thought it was rock solid, but it just kept growing. “Collin, big guy, I don’t think everything got smaller. I think you just got bigger.”

 “What?” Collin looked down at himself and realized his vision was blocked by his pecs. He lifted his hands up and saw that everything on him had grown bigger. “How is this possible?”

 “I think there is something wrong with some of the spices I used. I don’t know exactly what, but I’m pretty sure they’re somehow connected.” Sam walked over to his towering roommate. Taking in all of his body.

 “That would explain why your ass looks huge.” Collin was connecting the dots in his head. Sam was now alert of how tight his shorts felt. He looked over his shoulder and saw his ass had put on 10 pounds. Which on his 5’6 body was a substantial amount. Each cheek looked bigger than a bowling ball. Then it hit Sam.

 “You were checking out my ass?” he said with a smirk. Collins' face reddened.

 “Um no. Well yes, but uh…that’s just because it looked obscenely bigger. I was just making sure that you were okay.”

 “Uh huh and how do you explain this?” Sam said as he reached out and gripped his roommates colossal dick. Unable to close his hand around the monster.

 Collin let out a low moan as Sam made contact with his cock. “Alright. Yes, I was staring at your ass. But it’s just so big and I can’t help but stare at your ass. It’s so cute on your little body.” Collin froze after the words left his mouth. Shocked by the confession he just made. Sam’s eyes lit up.

 “I make this fat ass even better?” Sam said reaching up and grabbing Collin’s shoulder to bring him down to eye level.

 “Well yeah. If I’m being honest. Your cute face and that ass makes you pretty cute. Not to mention you’re smart, funny, caring, and no one can carry games like you can.” Sam started to turn as red as a tomato from his words. Collin would make the flirtatious comment every once in a while. Just to be polite after a bad day to make Sam feel better, but nothing like this. He was putting in a little more effort today to boost him back up.

 “Thanks Collin. You’ve been a great friend and roommate to me. And you’re still that cute boy next door jock I met freshman year. I’m just glad I got to know you more. After you left that night of the party, I expected to never hear from you again, but you proved me wrong. I got to know you as this sweet, caring, and gentle guy. Even though now you could crush me like a toothpick.” They both shared a small laugh. “But I’m proud to call you my best friend.”

 The two gazed into each other’s eyes and it was at that point, Collin leaned in and kissed him. Sam melted into Collin’s lips and wrapped his arms around the hulking man’s body. It was like electricity had been shot through their whole systems. The kiss felt like it lasted an eternity before it ended and the two broke from each other.

 “Well if I didn’t know any better, I’d say that you hit your head too hard when you stood up.” Sam said jokingly. Collin let out a little chuckle at Sam’s comment.

 “No Sam. I like you. I really do. This all me baby.” Sam looked at his roommate. Collin flashed his show stopping smile to him. That made Sam fall head over heels for him, but he knew better than to do that.

 “Are you sure? The last time we did this, I ended up blue balled in bed with a heavy heart.”

 “Sam,” Collin stood up and lifted his tiny roommate up to his face, “I wanna be with you.” And with that, Collin brought Sam to his face and the two shared in another magical kiss. If Collin hadn’t been holding him, Sam definitely would’ve gone weak in the knees from this one.

 When the two broke away, Sam couldn’t help but smile. “Collin, you don’t know how happy I am to hear you say that.” Sam hugged his massive roommate the best he could.

 “I think I know the feeling. I love you Sam.” Sam’s eyes shot open in shock.

 “Woah there big guy.” Sam released his hug from Collin. “Let’s take it easy. I know we are opening up with our feelings for each other right now, but let’s pump the brakes just a little bit.” Collins' eyes faded from glee to sorrow. He had just confessed one of his biggest secrets to his crush and got rejected. His heart just went on an emotional roller coaster ride of it being at the top of the peak and then shooting straight down.

 “Oh yeah. Of course.” He set Sam back down on the ground. “I was being dramatic. Sorry.” He turned and started walking towards his room.

 “Collin, wait!” Sam shouted out. But it was too late. Collin had shut his door and thrown himself onto his bed. He was about ready to cry after hearing Sam say that. Sam rushed over to his door and tried to open it, but it was locked.

 “Collin let me in! Please!” He started banging on the door. “We have to talk about this!”

 “What’s there to talk about? You don’t want me, and you don’t love me. That’s all I need to know!” Collin yelled out then buried his head in his pillows.

 “But I do love you! You know that! Would you please just open the door so we can talk?” Sam sat at the door for a minute. Thinking that he’d have to get a new roommate now, but to his astonishment, he heard an unlocking noise being heard on the other side of the door followed by heavy footsteps going back to Collin’s bed.

 Sam opened the door and saw Collin sprawled out on the whole bed faced down in his pillow. His full-sized bed not doing well to accommodate his bigger body. His feet were now hanging off the edge by a decent amount. “Hey big guy. I’m sorry for what I said. Can you flip over so that we can talk?” Collin didn’t move a muscle. Sam sat down on his bed next to him. “Okay, then I’ll talk and I hope that you listen to me.”

 “Collin, I do love you. Being friends with you for the past three years has been incredible. I have come to know you as a person and a friend. I love you like you’re my best friend.”

 Collin suddenly rolled over and shouted, “What so you’re putting me in the friend zone now?!?” Anger and pain coming out in his voice.

 “No. Not at all. I’m just saying that I need time to learn to love you in a romantic way. I know that you’re a great guy. I know that you are a stud. I know that I care a lot about you. I just want to know how well we can do romantically. God this sounded a lot less dickish in my head.”

 “Really? Cause I’d say you’ve been a huge ass today in more ways than one.” Collin turned back over in a huff.

 “Look, what I’m trying to say is that I want to be with you, and I want to love you. I have been planning out what our lives would be like in my head ever since we met. What it would be like kissing you. What it would be like being held by you. What it would be like dancing with you. What it would be like going to bed with you.” Collin looked up.

 “You’re really gonna think about sex right now?”

 “I mean yeah, but that’s not what I meant.” Collin rolled his eyes and slammed his head back into the pillow. “I mean playing Overwatch together all night in bed and kissing each other when we win. Cuddling with each other before we doze off to sleep. Waking up next to you and seeing that goofy smile of yours in the morning to start off my day right.” Collin rolled over to fully face Sam. There was a long pause before either of them spoke again.

 “You really think about all that stuff?” he said with a timid voice.

 “Yes. I dream about it all the time. But I want to know that it can really happen. I need to know if this is just infatuation or if it’s the real deal.”

 “I guess I can see your point there.” Collin sat up in bed. Feeling better after what Sam had just confessed to him.

 “Hey.” Sam went in for a quick kiss on Collin. “We’ll get there big guy. Let’s just start with going on a date first.” Collin smiled a little bit at the thought of taking Sam out on a date. “Of course with a global pandemic, I don’t know how well you’d do at a restaurant.” Now Collin was full on smiling.

 “We’ll make it work. I believe in us.” Collin leaned in and pecked Sam on the forehead then grabbed him and pulled him into a big bear hug. “There is just one thing I’d like cleared up.”

 “Of course. Anything babe.”

 “Are you really thinking about sex right now?”

 “Oh my god.” Sam sat up in annoyance with Collin’s question. “Yes Collin I am thinking about sex. I’m a guy who hasn’t had sex since December. I’m always thinking about sex.” Sam said in a flat tone.

 “We’ve only been in quarantine since March.”

 “Yeah. What’s your point?” Collin smiled at his lover’s comment. “And with that fuck pole you’ve got growing there, how could I not. You literally became more of a walking wet dream than you were before.” It was Collin’s turn to blush. Feeling his dick start to stir after hearing Sam talk about how big he is. “Looks like someone’s thinking about sex too.” Sam nodded to the growing bulge fighting for space in Collin’s shorts.

 “Hey, you started talking about it and woke him up.” Sam chuckled at the cheeky comment.

 “Well if you’d like me to,” Sam reached across the bed to Collin’s thigh, “I can take care of it.” Collin got a rush when Sam touched his cock.

 “I thought you said we should go on a date first?”

 “Oh Collin. You have a lot to learn about gays. Anal is first base.”

 “Shut up you horny bastard.”

 “It’s true. First anal, second talking about our childhood trauma, third meeting the family, and then we say I love you.”

 “Whatever, come here and give me some sugar.” Collin said in a mobster accent. Sam leaned forward and kissed Collin. This time, it was more aggressive. Passionate. They slowly but surely started to full on making out. Sam started to pull up Collin’s t-shirt while Collin was unbuttoning Sam’s shorts. Shucking off every ounce of clothing they had until they were both naked on top of each other. Sam broke away from Collin’s lips to look down at his lover’s gargantuan body.

 “Wow. Just wow.” Sam explored Collin for the first time. Everything was just so big. He started rubbing and licking Collin’s bicep.

 “You like?” Collin said seductively. Flexing his bicep and making it expand bigger before Sam’s very eyes

 “Baby, you know I do.” Sam moved on to the expanse he called a chest. Sam took to massaging each pec. Collin bounced them back and forth as Sam kneaded them. This made Sam stare in amazement. Ogling each twitch from the huge muscles. He proceeded to suckle his giant nipples. Sending Collin into a moaning frenzy.

 “Sam, I don’t remember a whole lot about what led up to us making out in your dorm freshmen year, but I do remember that you know how to work a nipple.” Collin continued to moan and groan as Sam switched over to the other side. Sam felt his lover’s cock land on his back between his legs. Nestled in his ass cheeks like a hotdog in a bun. Sam began to arch his back, bringing his ass up into the air with Collins cock in between the cheeks.

 Collin saw his roommate’s actions and leaned forward to grab a handful of his ass. “Damn Sammy. You’ve really gotten huge back there. I mean I knew you had some cake before, but damn. Now each cheek looks bigger than your head.” Collin began massaging Sam’s fat ass. Giving it the occasional smack and watching shockwaves vibrate over each massive globe. He then moved to fingering Sam to start warming him up for one of the biggest cocks in the world. Normally, Sam would be worried about taking so much dick at one time, but with his newly enhanced ass, he was ready for it.

 “Collin, you think you’re ready for it?” Sam got up from sucking his nipples.

 “Am I ready? You’re about to take a cock that puts porn stars to shame. Are you ready?”

 “Of course I’m ready. I’ve been ready for three years.”

 “Then get that fat ass of pumping.” Sam did not need to be told twice. He got up from his perch on Collin’s chest and crawled back to his cock. It was now rock hard and pointing straight up in all its glory. It looked to be over 12 inches and thicker than a soda can bottle.

 Sam positioned his asshole with Collin’s head and started to slowly lower himself down. Swallowing up the python. The head went in his ass and Sam felt a rush of pain at first. He let out a tiny whimper as the mushroom disappeared into his ass. Collin only moaned in pleasure then looked up to realize Sam was struggling.

 “Sam, are you okay?” Collin said with concern. Sam nodded to give his roommate reassurance.

 “You’re just fucking massive. That’s all.” Sam started to slowly slide down Collin’s shaft. Collin could only throw his head back with euphoria as his dick was squeezed tightly into Sam’s ass. After Sam had gotten down most of the shaft, Collin’s dick hit the prostate and Sam’s sense were overloaded with pleasure. He quickly engulfed the rest of Collin’s mighty cock into his ass until he hit the base. Sam looked up to see Collin in pure ecstasy. His enhanced cock was now sitting in his crush’s huge ass. He was in heaven.

 “Sam, buddy, this is perfect.”

 “I know a way to make it even better.” Sam slowly started rising off of Collins’s base until gliding himself back down. He repeated this action slowly but began picking up speed and force. Each time hearing Collin moan louder. Collin began bucking his hips into Sam. Forcing himself deeper and deeper into Sam’s guts. Sam himself was hard as a rock. His average 5 inches was ready to fire its load with all of the stimulus his prostate was getting.

 “I think I’m gonna cum soon babe.” Collin shouted in between moans. His breath shortened as he was preparing for the orgasm of his life.

 “Me too baby. Just keep pumping.” Collin did as he was told and in a matter of seconds, he let out the lowest moan Sam had ever heard. He felt his insides being filled with cum. The sensation was too much for Sam and his dam broke as well. Shooting all over Collin’s bulky belly and chest. After Sam had finished cumming, he lifted his body into the air and off of Collin’s dick with a satisfying “POP”. Collin kept shooting cum into the air until the last bit was forced from his balls. They both laid on the bed, side by side, panting from exhaustion.

 “That was incredible,” said Collin in between breaths.

 “I’ll say. That was hands down the best sex I’ve had in my life.”

 “Agreed.” Collin rolled on his side and gave Sam a kiss on the cheek. “So now can I say I love you?”

 Sam smiled and rolled his eyes at the big lug. “You’re not gonna let that go, are you?”

 “Nope.”

 “Ugh. You’re so difficult.” Sam rolled to his side to meet Collin and gave him a kiss. “We’ll go on a date and then we’ll see.”

 “Whatever you say babe.” Collin wrapped his arms around his little lover. “Can I be honest with you real quick?”

 “Always bud. What’s up?

 “I’m surprised you were able to take all of my dick. That thing is huge, and you took it like a champ.”

 “I wouldn’t say that, but this new ass makes it a hell of a lot easier. We should get you one just like it.”

 “Yeah and we should get you a dick just like this.”

 “I mean, there is a platter of food out in the kitchen that’s geared to growing us. We could always make things a bit bigger. I have always thought that bigger is better.”

 “Babe if we’re making our bodies bigger, there’s no “a bit bigger” there’s just bigger, bigger, and more bigger.”

 “I like the way you think, but for now I’m tired. Let’s take a nap and figure all of this out when we wake up, ok?”

 “Yeah, you’re right. I am pretty tired. Doubling my weight and adding a foot in height is kinda exhausting. Come ‘ere little guy.” Collin pulled Sam’s body into his and wrapped both of his arms around him. “Sleep tight Sammy.”

 “You too big guy.” And with that the two dozed off with each other in their arms.

The Quest for Size

Part 1: From Small Beginnings

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Daladon was on his way home from one of the worst days he’s ever had when he stumbled upon a cart vendor with potions, clothes, and other goods. Daladon is in for a surprise when he meets the owner of the shop and see’s what some of these goods are capable of.

The bell rang through the halls of the Marian Smith factory as Daladon Pentorn breathed a sigh of relief that the day had finally ended. “Freedom at last,” exhaled the exhausted human. Standing up from his desk, he grabbed his worker’s jacket and headed to the door, “I thought today would never end.” He pushed his way past many factory workers that out sized him, but he ducked and squeezed through the big muscular men in the crowd making his way outside. Walking towards the town square as the sunset painted the sky around him, Daladon rubbed his eyes as the lanterns in town began to light up.

“Dal! Wait up!” called a large half-orc stumbling out of the factory. Daladon turned his head and saw his friend Brucelog Gondar running towards him. The 6’3 half-orc had plenty of muscle packed onto his frame, and a sizable midsection poking out from below his white undershirt. 

“Go away Bruce. I’m not in the mood tonig-HEY!” Daladon was caught off guard as Bruce grabbed his torso and hoisted Daladon up onto his shoulders. “Bruce, put me down! Today sucked and I just want to go home.”

“I’m just your giant transport service. We’re going out. We need some drinks after today,” said Bruce as he sauntered off into town with his smaller friend on his shoulders. “And I already heard what happened. My dad let me in on everything. He told me that you might’ve misread a measurement on a giant’s breast plate and now we have to waste a lot of metal remaking it,” said Bruce as he turned right towards the local tavern, Triple B’s. 

“One, you’re not a giant so stop carrying me around. Two, I’m not in the mood to go out tonight. And three, that 8 looked like a 9,” said Daladon as he steadied himself on his new elevated position. 

“While I agree with you Dal that it did look like a nine, 80 feet long and 90 feet long makes a BIG difference in what we’re building.” Daladon grimaced a bit and sat back on his friend's broad shoulders as they rounded the corner.

“At least take me home and let me change. I don’t want to go out in my work clothes,” said Daladon as he pulled his friend’s black hair.

“Ouch, fine. I’ll put you down. But you’d better come back out. No “Oh I’m tired and wanna be alone” crap. Come be with your friends. Kimlen even said he’d come out tonight. Plus Jaren and Siv told me that there’s a private party in the back room that they can get us into.” Bruce grabbed Daladon’s hips and put him down at the entrance to the tavern. “I’d better be seeing you soon,” stated Bruce as the tall half-orc walked through the wide double doors.

Daladon looked into the tavern at the candle lights inside, lighting up with energy and the sound of coins clinking against wood faded away as he turned towards a shortcut home. Daladon sat with his thoughts as he walked back behind a few houses with their lights off. Making his way to a dirt path back to his house. Most people were already home in bed at this hour, but his boss made him stay until the final bell of the workday rang due to his performance today. He gazed out onto the mountains on the edge of town and he saw a few torch lights moving up the steep ridges. Despite being many miles away, Daladon could see every subtle move the giant climbing the mountain side made. It helped when the torch the giant was carrying was a tree he plucked from the Earth.

As he locked eyes with the flame quickly disappearing over the peak of the mountain in the distance, Daladon’s cheek was met with sharp pain as he ran into the back of a cart. With a loud thud, Daladon hit the ground and rubbed his head. “Damn, where’d this come from?” He sat up and looked at a wooden cart blocking his path home. Daladon stumbled up to his feet and walked to the other side of the cart to where a sales window sat. “Hey buddy, you’re not allowed to park carts on these paths,” said Daladon as he looked inside the window. But much to his surprise, it was completely abandoned. Only a few crates scattered here and there on the floor with dust collecting.

“Sorry about that!” called a voice from back where Daladon came. “I’m right here. Sorry, I just put my cart there for a second so I could find where I needed to set up shop. ” Daladon sighed then started walking out to the side of the cart where the voice was coming from. 

“It’s okay, I just wasn’t paying attention to wher-” Daladon stopped immediately in his tracks and stared at a massive man bounding towards him. Not only was he probably 20 feet tall, he looked as big as a whale with how much fat was on him. His tight blue shirt exaggerated every jiggle and jostle his belly made as he screeched to a stop in front of Daladon.

“Yeah, but still, I am parked illegally. I’m a bit turned around. I just got here a few minutes ago and I am already lost,” said the giant as he casually picked up the cart and hoisted it onto his shoulders like it was nothing. “Hi, I’m Sam, the Sizemologist,” said the giant with a smile as he threw his cart like a hammer throw towards Triple B’s. With a light bounce off the ground, the cart landed perfectly next to the tavern. “Bullseye.”

“You’re a- a- a-” stuttered Daladon as he looked up and up at Sam as his belly eclipsed most of his view.

“Oh yeah, sorry. Forgot this far away from the city, you don’t see many people like me.” The big man waved his hand a bit and suddenly his size started to diminish away. His belly receded into his clothes as his bright blue shirt stayed taut against him. Sam’s face came more into Daladon’s view as he shrunk down in height as well. His elven features became more and more apparent as the fat drained away. His platinum blonde hair stuck out of his hat and curled around his pointy ears as he stopped shrinking himself. Landing at about 6 feet tall with a nice beer gut on him. “And before you say it, no I’m not a giant or a gainer.” Sam walked past Daladon whose face was still frozen with excitement, lust, and fear all at once.

“But you were just like 50 feet tall or something. And had a belly bigger than my whole body,” said Daladon as he turned to see Sam walk back towards his cart.

“I don’t get my size like most people around here do,” said Sam as he gestured Daladon to his side. “But I am sorry that you hit my cart. I didn’t think I had parked it anywhere that might get hit by someone. But I guess this is a chance for you to see my stock. Here, why don’t you come in and I can show you what I got. Maybe even get you a drink on me,” said Sam as he disappeared and walked behind the cart.

“Thanks uh Sam was it? But I really do need to get going. I promised my friends I’d meet them out at Triple B’s after I went home and changed. And I really need to feed my chinchillape. He’s been home all day,” said Daladon as he resumed walking along the path towards his house.

“No no no, come in. I insist. Besides, I’m working Triple B’s tonight. I can give you something to wear so you won’t be late. It’s just like you took a bit of a detour. And now your chinchillape will be fed and thinks you’re there with him now,” said Sam with a snap as he quickly walked back to Daladon and put his arm around his shoulder, ushering him behind the cart. “And I might just have something in my shop that you’ll absolutely love.” Even at his shrunken size, Sam easily pushed the 5’5 skinny Daladon into the cart. 

When Daladon stepped up into the cart, he was apprehensive about going in since the cart didn’t even look big enough to fit Sam’s belly alone inside. But to his surprise, he walked into a room almost bigger than his own tiny home. “Woah, this place is massive.” The ceilings were 20 feet high above his head and there were shelves full of boxes all around them. 

“Sorry about the mess. I packed up my shop in a bit of a rush earlier so I haven’t had much time to make things look nice,” said Sam as he shut the door behind Daladon. A snap rang through the room and suddenly, the boxes vanished and were replaced with bright shiny jars with various colorful liquids sloshing around inside. Daladon’s eyes lit up with amazement as the room went from an empty warehouse to a lively storefront. Lights began to string along the shelves connecting them as signs fell down from the ceiling reading Eat Me and Does This Make Me Look Big?.

“So, are you some kind of magician or something?” asked Daladon as he walked forward and browsed the shelves. 

“A sorcerer actually. And a pretty good one at that,” said Sam as his smaller, but still substantially sized belly pushed into Daladon’s back as he walked by. “But that’s only a side hustle to my true love. Alchemy.” Sam grabbed a couple of glass bottles off the top of a shelf and an empty glass jar. Daladon looked at the big man now walking behind a bar and watched intrigued as he poured orange and green liquids into the jar. 

“Aren’t all the sorcerers supposed to be in Sizeopolis? I didn’t know y’all were allowed to leave.” Daladon wandered around the big room as the brown mixture changed colors to a dark purple in Sam’s hand. 

“Most of us train there, but we aren’t required to stay,” said Sam as he sprinkled little green flecks down onto the drink. “After we complete our apprenticeship, we’re free to travel the world spreading size and magic to everyone. Or at least that’s what the administration says we should do. But many do stay in Sizeopolis after they graduate for all the jobs they offer magic users there.” Sam stirred the mixture as the specs of green dissolved and the mixture turned white.

Daladon continued to look around the shop in amazement at all of the different items that must be magical. A jewelry section lined with necklaces and earrings with beautiful crystals sprouting from them. Plenty of rings on display varying in size from a normal sized ring to a hula hoop sized one. “Do you get a lot of giants buying wedding rings in your shop?” asked Daladon. 

“Uh…sure,” said Sam as he garnished the drink with a pink flower. Sliding it towards the edge of the bar, he grabbed a bottle with a blue liquid out from behind the bar with his other hand. “I have one funergy drink for…sorry, I just realized I never got your name.”

“My name is Daladon. Daladon Pentorn,” said Daladon as he walked away from a purple silk nightgown shimmering in the lights.

“Nice to meet you Daladon. Consider this one on the house as an “I'm sorry for parking my cart somewhere I wasn’t supposed to” apology drink.” Daladon grabbed the glass from the bar and took a sip. 

“Mmm, this is delicious!” Daladon put the glass to his lips and started to drink up the white liquid until the glass was empty. “What was that stuff?”

“A funergy drink. It doesn’t take magic for me to tell that you’re beating yourself up about something,” said Sam as he waddled around the back of the bar. “Sit a spell. Tell Big Sammy about your troubles URP!” Sam let out a belch before taking another swig of his drink and keeping the bottle in his mouth so he could grab a few crates out from under the bar. 

“It’s just work. I work at the Marian Smith factory in Grimford and I hate my damn job. I don’t like it, I’m not good at it, nobody there thinks I'm right for the position, it’s just a terrible set of circumstances,” said Daladon as he sat down at the bar. Running his hands through his short dirty blonde hair.

“From what I’ve heard, Marian Smith factories change drastically depending on what managers you have. Maybe you could go to a different location,” said Sam as he downed the last bit of his bottle. 

“I would, but I don’t like the work. I don’t want to be a factory foreman for the rest of my life.”

“Then quit. Sounds like you’ll be a lot happier for it. And you won’t need a funergy drink to get you to go out with your friends.” Sam started unboxing the crates to reveal large jugs labeled Big Dick Energy with a cartoonish twink holding a bottle up against his impressive bulge packed tightly into a cyan colored speedo. 

“I can’t. The job pays too well for me to leave. Especially in this economy,” said Daladon as he massaged the back of his sore neck. “Besides, businesses are shutting down left and right around here. It’s not like there’s a good option to go to if I do quit.”

“You could always be a traveling salesman. I’ve found it’s not a boring job in the slightest.” Sam grabbed another crate and unloaded some more jugs. This time labeled Big Ass Energy with a similar twink now turned to the side the bottle perched on his huge ass in a speedo. 

“Yeah, but I’m not a powerful wizard from the big city who can conjure size from nothing,” said Daladon. He picked up one of the jugs and started to read the small print on the back. 

“I’m a Sorcerer. There is a difference. Wizards are very cliquey and kind of snotty.” Sam grabbed a final crate and unloaded another set of jugs labeled Big Bara Energy with the same twink on the bottle now looking like a twunk with his big bicep balancing a bottle on it. “And I can’t conjure size from nothing. Like I said before, I’m not a giant or a gainer. I use magic to change my size.”

“What’s the difference? All I know is you were like 10 times my size and shrank right in front of me to a normal size. I assume you can grow to that size again if you wanted to. So if it looks like a giant, it is the size of a giant, I’m gonna say you’re a giant Sam.” Sam rolled his eyes a little as he set all of the jugs down on the edge of the bar. 

“I mean yes, I was the size of a giant, but I don’t belong to the giants. I can’t just grow or shrink my height because I want to. I have to focus on a spell to shrink me down.”

“But you didn’t say anything before. You just shrank.”

“That’s just because that small of size manipulation can be done with a simple flick of the wrist.”

“That’s a small spell? But you were so big.”

“I wasn’t THAT big. At least not compared to the giants I’ve seen in Hitclo or Sizeopolis.”

“It’s clear you don’t get out around these parts often. We don’t have any giants in Grimford. Or at least any that stay in town for long. Most shrink down to get their deliveries and are off back to Hitclo or wherever they’re going. The tallest guy that stays in town is my friend Jaren and he’s 7’6,” said Daladon as he started to twist the top off of the bottle of Big Ass Energy before getting swatted by Sam. 

“No drinking these. These are for a private party,” said Sam as he placed a final jug on the bar. “You probably want to set that down by the way. And maybe stand back.” Daladon frantically put the jug next to the others and got up from his bar stool as Sam began to circle his arms over the jugs. “Animatré grandonta meriandé! Animatré grandonta meriandé!” Sam started to chant and Daladon saw yellow sparks forming on Sam’s finger tips before cinders fell down onto the jugs below. 

Daladon braced himself and rushed behind a display of cakes, cookies, and muffins that read Eat Me in icing on them. When Sam stopped chanting, Daladon watched and waited for something to happen. “You didn’t have to step back like that. Nothing’s gonna explode. Not yet at least,” chuckled Sam. Daladon emerged from his hiding spot looking intently at the jugs. Walking back, Daladon could tell something was different about them, he just couldn’t put his finger on it. 

“A big light show for better booze for the guests?”

“Give it a second. Just watch.” Sam smiled and turned one of the jugs to face Daladon. Looking closer, Daladon saw the twink on the jug now waving at him. 

“Awe, that’s cute,” said Daladon as he waved back to the tiny label twink. The twink then grabbed the sides of the label and pulled himself out of it. Daladon’s eyes nearly gouged out of his head as he saw more little men jumping out of all the big jugs and onto the floor. “Well would you look at that. Finally, someone who’s shorter than me,” said Daladon with a satisfied smirk on his face, staring down at the little men that were maybe 8 inches tall. 

“Wanna bet?” chuckled Sam again as he peered over the counter at the 12 little men standing on the ground. “Come on guys. Up and at ‘em.” The twinks all looked at each other and smiled as each one began to grow. Looking down at the twinks, Daladon stared in shock as the twinks that couldn't even reach his knees were now growing up to his waistline.

“They get bigger too?” asked Daladon as the twinks swelled up higher and higher. Now level with Daladon’s nipples.

“Indeed they do. And you haven’t even seen the best part,” said Sam as the twinks continued to grow. Each one fighting for space near the bar as their bodies expanded up to Daladon’s neckline. Daladon stepped back as they reached his height and didn't stop getting taller. The room was getting more and more cramped by the second as 12 large men started to crowd around the bar. Growing up and up and up until settling at 6’8 towering over Daladon. 

“Well, I guess I’m the shortest again. That didn’t last long,” sighed Daladon as he admired the big men in their very tight speedos. 

“And we’re gonna be specific tonight boys so get your best assets ready.” All of the men let out some moans as their bodies started to change again. Daladon looked at all the men surrounding him and realized what Sam meant by assets. Each man started growing differently depending on which bottle they came from. The Big Dick Energy twinks’ speedos started to stretch as their cocks elongated in them. The dick print became more and more prominent until the sides were bowing forward to accommodate the growing python and two orange sized balls under it.

Looking at some of the others, one of them was getting pumped full of muscle as his toned swimmer’s body blew up to bodybuilder levels of big. His pecs inflated out towards Daladon’s face. His biceps were getting pushed away from his torso because of their massive size. His legs got separated as his quads swelled into each other. A row of abs appearing right above the defined 6-pack that already was there. He was turning into a mass monster.

“Excellent guys. You all look fantastic. Now head in there and you’ll meet, oh what was his name, hold on.” Sam ruffled through a few stacks of paper behind the bar as Daladon gawked at the sexy men around him. “Ah ha! Found it. Go find a guy named Siv Drucian. He’ll help you guys get set up.” The boys all nodded at Sam and then started walking past Daladon going to other parts of the shop to get various bottles and cases of potions. Their big bulging bodies bumped into him as they walked past. Especially the ones whose hips had widened. Daladon turned his neck to watch an ass with cheeks the size of basketballs walk by and he was practically drooling over him. Their speedos looked more like thongs with how much strain they were putting on them. 

“Wow, they’re gonna be serving us at that private party at Triple B’s? I think I’m now much more willing to go out tonight,” said Daladon as he stared at the big men sauntering out of the shop. 

“No, that's just the funergy kicking in,” said Sam. “Oh and Ricardo, see me before the event starts for the specialty drinks tonight.” One of the hunks on his way out waved at Sam and ducked out the door.

“So will those guys be selling your potions tonight?” asked Daladon, retaking his seat at the bar with a noticeable bulge at attention in his pants. 

“Indeed they will. They’ll be your cock and tail waiters tonight ready to give out some specialty potions requested by our employer. And if you think that they’re great now, you should see them when we’re hired as performers,” said Sam as the last one squeezed his wide hips out the door and shut it behind him. 

“Damn. Now I wanna tell my friend not to perform tonight so I can watch them.” 

“Your friend is working this party?” asked Sam as he looked up from collecting more bottles of potions. 

“A couple of them actually. Siv, the guy your boys are meeting, he’s one of my friends. Love that guy.”

“He’s the one performing?”

“No, he’s just the bartender. My friend Jaren is the one performing.”

“Oh yes, the giant boy. Well knowing who we’re serving tonight, I’m sure they’ll love a guy that big,” said Sam as he walked out from the bar. “And if your bartender friend needs any help with the drinks, I can make just about anything. And what I can’t make, I can conjure. Now I do believe I also told you I’d get you something to wear for tonight.” Sam wiggled his fingers and the sign that read Does This Make Me Look Big? lit up. 

“I don’t know Sam. I don’t really have the size to call anything about me big,” said Daladon, looking down at his fairly average body.

“Nonsense. Anything can be big. You might feel small right now, but I’ve met men that live life at a fraction of your size. As well as men who live life bigger than entire planets.” Sam pat Daladon on the back and led him through the shop. “But maybe I could give you a little bit of an upgrade if that funergy drink didn’t get you one hundred percent ready for tonight.” Reams of fabric started flying off the walls into Sam’s hands as he occasionally muttered something to himself. “Now what size do you want?” 

“Well I wear a small shirt and have about a-“

“I didn’t ask what size do you wear, I asked what size do you want?” Daladon stopped in his tracks once Sam sat down at a sewing station. 

“You could make me bigger?”

“That’s what I do. It’s what I LIVE for. Now tell me, what kind of body do you want to have tonight?” Sam started cutting bright blue fabric and mumbling things under his breath again. 

“Um, I don’t know. I definitely could be taller. Maybe a bit of muscle, but not like aggressive muscles. A bit of fat is fine. Ooo actually a belly would be nice. Maybe not one as big as yours though.” Daladon paced behind Sam and continued to ramble off parameters for what he wanted his body to be.

“I’ve got limited fabric here so I can’t do all of that, but I think I’ve got a good snapshot of what you want.” Bright blue fabric started to unfurl around them and sewing needles flew through the air. Sam’s muttering began to get louder and louder into a full blown chant. “Exeto incantrabe god petsha yunn marcotauph!” Sam shouted aggressively and raised his arms into the air again. Scissors started slicing through fabric followed by needles threading in and out, connecting everything together. Daladon watched in disbelief as reams of fabric spun around them creating a vortex. But Daladon’s smile began to fade when a blue singlet formed before his very eyes with a weird patch of yellow fabric on the left pec.

“A singlet? Really? Sure, you’ve got your cock and tail waiters that look like they’re models in Sizeopolis, but I don’t think that’s my style Sam.” Daladon walked to put his hand on Sam’s back on the chair while the singlet floated down. 

“The magic you have to say with words takes a second. Here, go try it on and then tell me if you got anything like it at home.” Sam sat up and handed Daladon the singlet. 

“It does look like you got the measurements right,” said Daladon as he held it up to his body. 

“Trust me. I always get the measurements right.” Daladon turned to go to the dressing room where he slid the curtain shut and started undressing from his work clothes. Daladon held the singlet up to him once he was just wearing his underwear. After taking a deep breath, Daladon brought the singlet down to put his legs in. Pulling the singlet up and pushing his arms through the holes, Daladon looked at himself in the mirror. 

“Maybe a little tight,” said Daladon as he tugged the straps up to be perched on his traps. 

“Give it a second!” shouted Sam as the yellow patch on Daladon’s left pec began to shine. Daladon let out a small moan as a shiver ran through his body. He felt his cock immediately start twitching as a warmth flooded his system. 

Daladon’s body began to expand with size. It was very small and unnoticeable at first, but Daladon could feel the sides of the singlet digging into him a bit. Looking down at himself, he saw his pecs blowing up under the blue fabric. Daladon couldn’t help but grope his chest and feel the muscle that was forming on his chest. The straps dug into his shoulders as his traps and neck thickened. He looked to his side and saw the strap of the singlet extending out into a sleeve around his growing arms. As the sleeves formed, he could feel his biceps pushing back against the fabric as they swelled with size. 

Daladon was pulled away by a new sensation. The fabric around his crotch was getting tighter and tighter. He could feel his dick fighting for space in the singlet as the underwear inside snapped. Unable to hang on due to his widening hips. Daladon moaned again, his cock now free to surge up in size. He looked down at his remarkable bulge he sported now. Pulsing with life, the beast swelled bigger and bigger with every heartbeat. Extending out to 10 inches long with balls as big as eggs and still growing. He also saw the fabric around his legs receding into the singlet. Cutting itself off to look like booty shorts, strangling his massive quads inside them. The last of his underwear sliding down the pant leg in tatters on the floor.

Turning to the side and looking in the mirror in front of him, Daladon got a great view of his dump truck ass. Grabbing the big cheek, it felt heavy as he shook it. He couldn’t help but feel himself get hard over how huge he was getting. He smacked his ass and practically moaned when he saw the ripples cascading along the fabric. He stopped admiring himself as the singlet’s fabric started to recede again. This time it moved upwards from his waist, exposing his belly button that started to swell out in front of him. His once flat stomach rounding out as he heard a gurgle emit from his belly. He reached down to pat his swelling orb of a belly and ran his hands along it. Feeling how expansive it was. The fabric stopped just under his textbook sized pecs as the yellow patch of fabric started to fold and morph into an S symbol. And it wasn’t just an ordinary S on the outfit, it sported a curled bicep on the top right tail, a couple of moobs followed by a heavy belly as the curve on the left side, a perfectly round belly on the right curve, and a massive cock as the bottom tail of the S.

“Woah,” said Daladon. He couldn’t believe the sight before him. He stood there looking like he was out of his own wet dream. Not only had the singlet made him bigger, it also had heightened his other features. He now sported a nice square jaw line as well as bright blonde styled hair. The singlet itself had morphed into a top that covered Daladon’s chest with long sleeves on his arms that had holes over where the peak of his bowling ball sized biceps were. He could barely see the booty shorts he was wearing below his pecs and belly, but looking in the mirror, they left nothing to the imagination. The blue fabric accentuated his cock and balls perfectly. Making them look absolutely stuffed in the shorts. And after seeing how much size he got in his ass, he guessed the entire outfit was fighting for dear life to contain his size. 

“Well don’t leave me in suspense! Come out!” called a giddy Sam. Daladon turned and walked out of the dressing room to see Sam smiling up at him. “Damn I’m good,” mused Sam as he let out a whistle looking Daladon up and down. 

Daladon’s already big smile grew even bigger as he realized he’d grown taller too. Before, he was eye level with Sam’s pecs, but now Sam was eye level with Daladon’s. “This is incredible! Thank you, thank you, thank you Sam!” shouted Daladon. Running up to Sam and crouching down to give the big man a hug only to hoist him up into the air with glee. 

“You’re welcome, big guy. Now, go have fun with your friends. Enjoy your night,” said Sam as Daladon released him from his tight grip. 

“I’ll be sure to tell my friends to tip your boys well tonight,” said Daladon as his heavy footfalls shook the whole shop. 

“Don’t worry about it. We’re already getting paid handsomely by whoever’s throwing this party. But I’ll see you in there.” Sam winked at Daladon and Daladon threw the door to the shop open and ducked out of the shop, but not before squeezing his hips out. Smiling to himself, Sam turned and waddled back to the bar and began making drinks for tonight. 

Doubling Device: The Doubling Begins

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Now that Luke has his sample from Max, he can start testing out the doubling device. We’ll see if the coffee shop survives all of the doubling.

Luke immediately walked right back into the store after seeing the device was ready. Max saw the big man reenter the shop and his eyes nearly bulged out of his head. Luke walked up to the counter and smiled at Max. 

“Hi Luke. Back so soon?” said Max looking as nervous as ever. He leaned in closer to Luke and whispered “I know I had said we should do something again, but I didn’t mean today.”

“Yeah, hi. I just wanted another coffee for a nice boost of energy today. I kinda tired myself,” said Luke with a big smile on his face and a wink to Max. 

“Look, I can’t get caught after having sex at work. You’ve gotta go.”

“Don’t worry. No one knows a thing. I just missed my bus due to a…delay. So let me just stick around till the next one comes.

“Alright, but no funny business. I’ll get you your regular.” Max turned to grab a cup and Luke could tell he was nervous. The scrawny man was practically shaking from how nervous he was that Luke had returned after just giving him a handjob behind the building. Luke looked around the coffee shop as Max kept making his drink. The place wasn’t too busy. Only a handful of people in the small seating area and no line to get drinks. But that would change soon as the work crowd would start grabbing their morning coffee before work.

“Alright, here you go. And I’ll make this one on the house,” said Max as he handed Luke his drink. 

“Awe, thanks Max. I’ll just be at that table over there,” said Luke. He waved to Max and walked back to one of the tables next to the door to the restaurant. He grinned triumphantly as he had the perfect view of Max to watch his plan unfold. Max still looked a little nervous after their interaction, but that all changed as the line of customers quickly started to file in through the door.

Luke sipped his coffee as he got the device out of his pocket. The screen still read: Sample has been added to database. You may now begin doubling. Luke pressed the blue button and the screen changed to the word Arms in big bold letters. Above it, in smaller letters, Luke saw the word Height and below it the word Shoulders. Luke pressed the blue button and Arms started blinking.

“Shit, what’d I do?” said Luke to himself as the word kept blinking. He looked up at Max and tried to get a good look at his arms. His arms were pretty small to begin with so Luke couldn’t notice any change in their size. The word stopped blinking and then reset back to the original screen. “His arms were small. Maybe one more doubling will show some results.” said Luke. He pressed the button again and Arms started blinking again. Luke looked up again and still saw no difference in Max’s noodle arms.

 “Does this thing even work?” asked Luke as he pressed the button three more times. The word started to blink faster and immediately Luke saw the change. Max’s arms began to inflate with size. His non existent bicep started growing into a ball of muscle. Max was finishing a customer’s transaction when he felt his short sleeves get tighter. It wasn’t until he looked down and saw veins beginning to pop up on his skin that he realized his arm was bigger.

“What the hell?” asked Max with concern.

“Excuse me?” said a man in a suit pulling his credit card out of the machine.

“No, not you. Um, here’s your receipt. Have a good day.” As Max lifted his arm up to give the gentlemen his receipt, a rip could be heard throughout the restaurant as Max’s big arm made his shirt a sleeveless one. Max turned bright red and the man walked off. He looked down at his arms and couldn’t believe their size. They looked like the arms meant for a bodybuilder. But he couldn’t muse for long as he had another customer to tend to.

Luke sat at his table jaw agape and cock hard in his jeans. He can’t believe it worked. The string bean arms he had looked at so many times before were now biceps bigger than Max’s head. “So you do work, we’re just working with some really small numbers right now.” mused Luke aloud. He looked back down at the device and pressed the down arrow. Now Shoulders was highlighted with Arms above it and now Chest below. “Well guess we’re going from the top down.” Luke pressed the blue button and looked at Max. Nothing seemed to happen as the word Shoulders blinked. Max hit the button a couple more times and watched Max.

“Good morning ma’am. What can I get you today?” said Max to a woman who walked up.

“I’ll have a caramel macchiato with extra cream…” The woman’s words seemed to fade out as Max felt a strangling sensation on his shirt again. He looked to the side and saw his delts and traps growing up towards his face. He felt his muscles begin to breathe more as his frame expanded outwards. Stretching his XS shirt wider. More of his big delts getting exposed as they grew. “Did you get all that?”

“Uh what? Um yes ma’am. I’ll have that right out for you,” said Max as he was brought back to reality. He grabbed a cup and started mixing the women’s drink. Feeling his transformation had stopped. “What’s happening to me? First my arms. Now my shoulders? What next?”

“I’ll show you what’s next,” said Luke as he scrolled down to Chest. He hit the button a couple times as Max made the woman’s drink. “Hmm, pecs are my favorite muscle groups. Maybe a few more doubles. Just for good measure.” Luke pressed the button four more times then looked up at Max mixing the drink and could immediately see the results. His shirt started to strain against the two ballooning pecs.

Max looked down at himself and shuddered. He could only see his pecs. He saw the logo of the coffee shop begin to look misshapen as his chest inflated. He felt a breeze on his bare stomach as his shirt began to ride up and look more like a crop top than a shirt. Max tried to focus on just making the drink, but it was getting more difficult by the second as his pecs began to obscure his vision and his big arms were limiting his range of motion. Another tear began to form around the neckline of Max’s shirt as his pecs were turning his crop top into a V-neck as well.

Luke must’ve had a wet spot in his pants as he watched his crush’s chest grow. He went from flat chested to having pecs bigger than most women’s breasts. Luke was in heaven. After scrolling the click Chest, a new option was revealed. Abs was under Chest, and Luke quickly scrolled to it. Luke looked back up at Max and saw him standing back at the counter trying to give the woman her drinks with his torso clearly exposed. Luke looked hard and couldn’t see a single ab on him. “But zero times two is still zero. What will this do?” Luke pressed the button once and looked back up at Max.

“Here’s your change. Have a nice day!” said Max, trying to act as normal as possible. 

“Thanks…” said the woman as she walked out of the store. “Freak,” said the woman under her breath as she passed by Luke’s table. As two new customers approached, Luke couldn’t see any real change in Max’s stomach. He looked down and Abs was no longer blinking. He pressed the blue button three more times and patiently waited for anything to happen.

“Welcome to BJ’s coffee. How can I help you?” said Max as two women talking to each other appeared.

“Hi, we’d like a-” The woman was cut off when she looked at Max. He was a sight to behold. Only 5 feet tall with pecs bigger than dictionaries, shoulders looking like cannonballs, and biceps bigger soccer balls. “Oh um, I’ll have an iced mocha please,” said the first woman. 

“And I’ll have a um… I’m sorry, what is happening to your stomach?” asked the other woman pointing down at Max’s stomach. Max struggled to look down at himself, but he could only see his giant pecs. Luke, luckily, had a perfect view of the show. One by one, abs started sprouting from Max’s stomach. At first, only two sprouted just below his big pecs. And then two more popped up right below them. And then four more grew before the women’s very eyes. 

“Actually, I changed my mind. We don’t need coffee today. Right Jen?” said the first woman, as they both started backing away from Max.

“Yeah. I’ll just make some at home,” said the other woman as they both turned around and scrambled their way to the door.

“I know this place is called BJ’s, but I didn’t think I was walking into gay Hooter’s,” said the women as they passed by Luke’s table. Luke only grinned as he watched Max look extremely confused.

“What is going on? What’s happening to me?” said Max aloud.

“We’ve got a long way to go before we’re done handsome,” said Luke as he scrolled again and saw Back. He quickly pressed the button a couple times and saw Max seize a bit. His shirt must be painfully tight by now as his back expanded and his torso’s width began to come close to his shoulders’.

“Now what?” Max no longer cared about the customers that were waiting to be served and was now solely focused on his growing body. He tried to turn his head to look at his back, but his massive traps got in the way. He started to move his feet and turn around which gave the whole coffee shop a great view of his back. The defined muscles practically looked like a road map of a major city as he continued to widen. A loud tear rang out again. His poor shirt had finally succumbed to his growth and ripped at his back. “Ahh, much better.” Max breathed a sigh of relief as he felt his muscles were finally free of their cotton prison.

“Don’t relax just yet, big guy.” Luke scrolled to Glutes and pressed the button probably 5 or 6 times. Max did not have an ass at all. It was flatter than Kansas, but not for long as the two cheeks began to inflate. Max felt a new tightening of his clothes. This time in his pants. Max’s ass grew and grew. Quickly becoming too tight for his khaki pants. Another tear could be heard as he split his pants right down the middle. His ballooning butt not stopping anytime soon. His ass was quickly rivaling the size of some of the biggest celebrity asses and even surpassing them. Max started to turn around to hide his growing posterior and felt the new weight of his ass. Each foot step sent shockwaves up to his bubble butt that made it jiggle.

“What’s going on back there?” Max again tried to look behind him, but his big muscles got in his way.

“Why don’t I show you.” Luke pressed the button one more time and the ass bulged out again. His poor under began to split and expose his pale white bubble butt. His ass grew and grew into obscene proportions. It looked like he had two globes stuck to his backside. Max was shocked as he could actually see his big ass coming into view as it grew and grew.

“Well at least I’m not so top heavy now,” said Max as he reached his arm back and cupped his giant buttcheek. His hand not even grabbing a quarter of one of his cheeks. The dining hall had all turned to watch the employee’s little exposition once his back started growing. Once his ass grew, many filed out the exit with disgust while some stayed and simply stared at the growing man.

“Now that you mention it, let’s beef up those chicken legs,” said Luke as he scrolled to Legs. He pressed the button three times and didn’t see much results. After his titanic ass had grown, Max’s legs only grew a bit. Luke could tell his quads gained some mass and his calves were much more defined than before. “That’s alright, but I’m trying to get a man that’s much much bigger than me.” Luke smiled and pressed the button two more times and his eyes lit up. Max’s legs immediately shredded his pant legs. Colossal quads bursting the seams as the muscles bulged out of it. Diamond calves appeared behind his shins. His legs became thicker than his previous torso. His quads squashed together fighting for room. The only thing left of his pants were covering his little bulge in front. 

“Alright what is going on? How is this happening to me? What even is happening to me?” Max looked out at the fairly empty dining room and saw people staring at him. He turned four shades redder from embarrassment that all of these people were watching him almost fully nude grow into a shorter Hulk. “Um, sorry. Does anybody need some help?” Max forced a fake smile at the people, but no one dared step forward.

“Oh I know what’ll help.” Luke pressed the down arrow where he found Genitals. He didn’t hold back at all with this one. He pressed the button five times. Everybody looked down at Max’s little remains of pants as it started to stir. His small little three inch cock began to stretch out his small underwear. His cock pushed against its confines as it grew. Everyone also saw two large orbs begin to drop lower and bigger as they also grew. The bulge was beginning to look cartoonish as it continued to swell before their very eyes. 

With a loud rip, the cock unfurrowed like a python and hit Max’s big leg. Everyone’s eye bulged out of their head when they saw it. It was huge. And still growing! It was quickly surpassing 2 feet long with no signs of its growth slowing down. “Woah, what’s happening down there?” asked Max as he tried to feel around for his cock. His eyes went blank as his hands grabbed his cock and he couldn’t close his fingers around it. Hell, he couldn't even get his hand halfway around it. It continued to throb as it grew longer and thicker. Passing 3 feet and quickly getting close to 4. “Who needs this much cock?” asked Max as he was baffled by just how big his cock was getting. He looked down and for the first time since his pecs had grown, he could actually see something below them. 

Both Max’s dick and balls were getting alarmingly big. His dick had easily gotten longer than Max was tall and his balls were almost so big that Max could sit on them like bean bag chairs. Growing over the cashier counter, his cock snaked down to the floor and finally the growth seemed to subside. Max breathed a sigh of relief. His cock had finally stopped growing at 8 feet long and balls that were bigger than bean bag chairs. “What the actual fuck is this?” said Max as everyone in the coffee shop stared at him.

“Beautiful,” said Luke in the back. He definitely creamed his pants as Max’s cock grew bigger than him. But no one noticed amidst Max’s transformation. Max was breathing heavily. He didn’t know what to do. He could barely move with his big muscles. And even if he could, his cock and balls would have to get dragged with him.

“What am I gonna do?” said Max weakly.

“Don’t worry big guy. I’ll fix you.” Luke scrolled back up to where he remembered seeing Height as one of the options to grow. He looked at Max and then back at the device. “10 feet tall should be fine.” Luke hit the button. “But 20 feet tall would be even better!” Luke hit the button again and watched as Max’s body began to lengthen. His head rising up on his body above his muscles. His arms grew outwards as he sprouted upwards. Now was when people started to run from Max. Everyone ran from the short man now becoming a giant. 

Max groaned as the last of his clothes finally fell to the ground in shreds. He looked down onto the dining area and Luke was the only one still there. As he grew, his mind put the pieces together. “You…” growled Max in a low tone. The giant man began to walk, having regained some mobility. “You did this to m-OUCH!” cried Max as his head hit the 10 foot ceiling. He began to bend over as his body continued to grow. His muscles not keeping up with his height and staying as big as they were previously. Max had to sit down in the restaurant as his head almost hit the ceiling again as he hunched over. His big body pushed over tables as he had to get lower. Finally, bending over in a seated position, he sat flat on the floor of the restaurant. His fat ass crushing the barista counter behind him with ease. He finally reached 20 feet tall and stopped growing. 

“What did I do Max?” asked Luke with a big grin on his face.

“Look at me!” the giant yelled. He reached out his big hand and grabbed Luke. He was no bigger than a baby to him now. “I’m huge! I can barely fit inside here! You turned me into a freak!” 

“No I didn’t. I turned you into the sexiest man alive.”

“You! You what?” asked Max in a confused tone.

“Max, I’ve had such a huge crush on you since the day we met. You were so cute. With your beard, those deep brown eyes, you just made my heart melt. And I could tell you wanted to be bigger. We both wanted you to be bigger. So I found a way to do it. Make you super big and fulfill both our fantasies.” Max paused for a second and looked at Luke. A man who once towered over him, now he towered over.

“You really mean that?” Max started to blush.

“Of course I do. You’re so big and sexy. But you were still handsome before you got this big.” Luke leaned forward in the giant’s hand and planted a kiss on his big lips. “Sorry I kept it secret from you. I didn’t want to come off as crazy by saying “I have this device that’ll grow you into a giant!” I just thought I’d do it and we’d go from there.”

“Well if it’s any consolation, I would’ve said yes.” Max smiled and kissed Luke back. “But you stopped so soon. I would’ve thought you would’ve wanted me even bigger.”

“Oh don’t you worry about that big guy. We’re just getting started.”

Drunk On Cum

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Commission for an anonymous twitter user. After finding a magic spell to make his balls grow bigger, Afonso wants to test out his new equipment on his boyfriend Gus. Only to find there might be a few side effects that they didn’t expect.

“Ah dee mah ress ven too mah tren, ah dee mah ress ven too mah tren,” Afonso chanted as the dust rained down onto his bare skin. “Ah dee mah ress ven too mah tren, jesh tin che die, jesh tin che die.” The purple dust began to glow on his skin as he continued to read from the small piece of paper in his hand. After stopping by a mysterious pop up store on his way home, Afonso purchased a fertility enhancer from its back room. The shopkeeper had sold him on saying that it would increase his potency 1000%. Afonso hadn’t actually believed the strange man until he could feel his balls tingling as he chanted.

“What the fuck? This is actually working?” asked Afonso to himself. He could feel the tightness in his balls growing as he resumed chanting. After reading the entire piece of paper, the glowing dust faded into his dark skin and he felt his balls stop filling up. Afonso looked down past his little belly to see his limp dick lying on two big pairs of balls. He reached down and held one of his balls in his sack feeling its new heft. They were the size of baseballs and felt twice as heavy with cum. “I can’t believe this actually worked.” Afonso grabbed the box off his bathroom counter and read the instructions:

Read the spell to self before reading it out loud. It is written phonetically so read it as written. 

Read the spell aloud.

Sprinkle the purple dust material onto bare skin as you do so. It is recommended to be unclothed for this step, but not required.

Enjoy the growth ;^)

“Afonso! Babe! I’m home!” came a voice from the other room. 

“Coming Gus!” shouted back Afonso as he began pulling up his pants and pulling down a t-shirt. Afonso made his way out of the bathroom to the living room to see his partner Gus just getting home from the gym. “Hey there, stud,” said Afonso as he wrapped his arms around Gus’s waist and kissed him. “How was leg day?” 

“Pretty good. Got a nice pump goin,” said Gus as he flexed his glutes. The extremely lean guy felt his boyfriend’s hand on his butt at the mention of it. 

“That’s great bud. I got a surprise for you,” said Afonso as he twisted his body with excitement.

“A surprise? You didn’t need to get me anything. It’s not even my birthday,” said Gus as he giggled at his boyfriend’s excitement. “What kind of surprise?”

“A fun surprise. Why don’t you sit down and I’ll just show you.” said Afonso as he pushed Gus onto the couch. Once Gus was on the ground, he could see Afonso’s bulge clearly sticking out a lot further than usual. Afonso started taking off his pants again and he pulled the waistband over his dick to reveal a massive set of balls behind it. 

“Woah babe. How did…your balls…what the…babe how’d your balls get so big?” asked Gus as his eyes bulged out of his head at the sight of Afonso’s big sack.

“Long story short, I did this spell I found at a shop that I saw on my way home. I didn’t think it would work either if I couldn’t feel how big they were,” said Afonso as he twisted his hips to make his balls swing. The big globes hit his thighs with a heavy loud slap and Afonso could feel the cum sloshing around inside.

“Are you sure that’s safe? They might be swollen from an infection.” Gus looked at the big set of balls and narrowed his eyes. “You got this from some random shop?” asked Gus apprehensively.

“Babe, I swear it’s safe. Here watch.” Afonso wiggled his legs out of his pants and walked over to the bathroom attached to the living room and their bedroom. “It is just some ancient herbal remedy to improve fertility in one’s self.” Afonso walked back out of the bathroom with the box of dust and the small piece of paper. He started sprinkling the dust on his body and chanting the spell.

“Afonso? What are you doing?” Afonso kept chanting and the dust started glowing. “What the?” Gus watched a purple hew emanate from Afonso as his balls started to swell again. “How is this possible?”

“Why question it?” asked Afonso as he finished the spell. “I know that you’ve been wanting a particular fantasy to come true and I don’t know if this will be enough to satisfy that, but it’s a step in that direction.” Afonso sat down on the couch and kissed Gus passionately. Running his hands through his jet black hair. His other hand groping his big muscles. His biceps were the size of baseballs and his pecs were like small books strapped to his chest. Feeling Gus’ aggressive abs as they made out.

“Well my ass already took a beating in the gym, what’s one more?” Gus laughed and resumed his kiss with his big boyfriend. Gus grabbed his shirt and began taking it off in between making out with Afonso. Shucking his gym shorts off his toned body easily along with his underwear. Afonso also took his shirt off and pressed his bare skin up against Gus’s. “How do you think we should do this?” 

“Lean up against the counter,” said Afonso as he stood up fast feeling his now grapefruit sized nut swing. Gus quickly got up and followed Afonso over to the kitchen counter where Gus presented his toned ass to him. Looking over Gus’ muscular back, Afonso admired every ridge and curve his boyfriend had. Tracing his fingers through the expansive back.

“Buns of steel babe.” Afonso caressed the muscular cheeks as he pressed his dick into Gus’s crack. Gus’s body differed greatly from Afonso’s. Nearly void of all fat on his body, Gus prided himself on his lean athletic build. Afonso on the other hand had some pudge to him including a belly that now pressed into Gus’s vascular back. “Ready babe?”

“Sure big guy. Give it to me,” said Gus as he felt the head of Afonso’s cock enter his ass. With a sharp inhale, Gus felt an intense pressure in his hole already even though Afonso just started. Afonso moaned loudly as he felt his dick get strangled by his lover’s ass. “Did your dick grow bigger too to accommodate those tankers? I already feel full as fuck,” asked Gus as he felt Afonso’s balls slam into his cheeks as he felt the base of the cock against his ass. 

“Maybe, but who knows. I’m just enjoying how good this feels.” Afonso continued to moan as he began to bring his cock out of Gus’ ass just to slam it back in. Getting into a rhythm as his balls hit Gus’s ass with a slap as loud as thunder. “What do you mean you already feel full? We haven’t even gotten to the fun part yet.” Afonso smiled to himself as he could feel his balls getting heavier. They were already full before he started fucking Gus, but now he was getting turned on and his balls were being put into overdrive. The grapefruit sized orbs began to inflate again. Steadily filling up more and more going from grapefruit to soccer balls in a short time. Afonso could feel their heavy weight swinging back and forth as he thrusted. “I hope you don’t mind being the big one in the relationship after I start cumming cause I think I might get you bigger than our couch.” Afonso leaned forward and kissed Gus’s neck as he moaned in pleasure. His thrusts had to slow down from the sheer weight his balls were putting on his lower body. 

Gus practically screamed out in ecstasy as his boyfriend fucked him passionately. It felt like Afonso was getting to places he never even knew could be touched. Gus looked down and gasped at his distended gut. “Holy shit, babe, I’m filling up.” Gus’ mouth hung open as he watched with every plunge of Afonso's dick, the orb that was his belly steadily grew larger. He put his hands on it and could feel the pre sloshing around inside. “Afonso hold on, this is a lot of pre already and you haven’t even started cumming,” stated Gus out of breath feeling all of his abs start to disappear behind his growing cum gut.

“I know, right? Isn’t it awesome.” Afonso grinned and brought his hand down to his lover’s belly. He rubbed it tenderly and felt the tiny pulses of pre from his cock.

“Babe, I’m not sure about this. I already feel…feel *urp* pretty tight.” Gus watched in awe as his stomach continued to distend away from him. At this point, Gus' belly was beginning to look like he swallowed a basketball whole. It had gotten so big that it began to push against the counter in front of Gus. “Woah, I’m getting so *umf* big.” Gus felt surprisingly fine despite going from 6-pack abs to a gut beginning to rival the size of a watermelon.

“I know, and I can’t wait for you to get even bigger.” Afonso tried to speed up his thrusts as much as he could, but the weight of his balls were getting strenuous on him. He looked down in astonishment to see his balls had grown to the size of beach balls. His heavy sack swinging below his knees and almost dragging on the floor. “We may need to change positions here in a sec.”

“Agreed, my belly is getting so full *HIC* that I’m stuck between the counter and your body,” said Gus with glee as he patted his big cum gut that was now spreading along the counter in front of him. And he continued to expand. The giant orb of cum pushing downward along the cabinets in their kitchen and up onto the counter in front of Gus. “I feel so warm *hic*.” Gus started to giggle as Afonso’s pre began to tamper with his mind.

“Come on big guy. Let’s get to the couch.” Afonso grabbed the sides of Gus’ belly and started to hoist the big man up and walk him over so that his belly could rest on the couch. The once short walk to the couch now felt like an eternity as Gus waddled with his massive belly sticking out a foot or two in front of him. It didn’t help that Afonso’s nuts had grown so large that now they were dragging on the floor behind him.

Once the pair made it to the couch, Gus couldn’t plop his belly down faster. “God, that thing is heavy. I must have a few gallons of your pre in me at this point.” said Gus as he rubbed his massive stomach and it continued to expand in front of him.

“Don’t worry, the main show is about to begin.” Now that Afonso’s balls had grown so big he could rest them on the ground, he could put more strength into fucking Gus instead. With reignited passion, Afonso resumed pounding Gus’ bubblebutt. Gus let out a loud moan as his he felt his belly swell out visibly as Afonso kept fucking him.

“Fuck babe, I’m getting so *hic* massive. It’s like I’m a giant water bed.” Gus laughed out loud as he ran his hands all over his belly that sprawled out many feet in front of him now. It covered multiple couch cushions as it creeped forward in size. 

Afonso got confused for a brief second when he heard his practical boyfriend laugh about how big he was getting. “You okay Gus? I’m surprised you’re so relaxed while this happens.”

“Babe, look at me. My belly is the size of a chair and it feels soooooooo warm. Like I just put myself in the microwave and grew like a  big ole marshmallow,” said Gus with a smile on his face.

“Are you drunk or something babe?” asked Afonso as he kept pounding away at Gus’ ass.

“Drunk on your cum maybe.” Gus giggled and let out a couple of hiccups before moaning again as his belly hit the other end of the couch. “Woah, I think I might be bigger than a car now.” Gus felt his belly being forced to grow outwards now that it had hit the wall on the other side of their couch and was now filling up the living room.

“God you look so hot this big. I can’t get enough of how big you’re getting. My perfect big cum balloon.”

“That’s not the only thing I’m good for.” Gus leaned against his growing orb of a gut and began to flex his glutes. Afonso moaned in pleasure as his lover’s ass massaged his cock in rhythm with his thrusts.

“Fuck, you’re not making it easy to hold this back babe.” Afonso patted his beanbag sized nuts behind him. Each one contained gallons of cum ready to shoot into Gus.

“Don’t hold back babe. Let it all out. I’m your big cum balloon. Just like you *HIC* said. Blow me up and make me your cum blimp,” said Gus as he squeezed his hole and milked Afonso’s cock.

“FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!” Afonso let out a roar and started having the best orgasm of his life. His giant balls bucked as they began pouring gallons and gallons of cum out of Afonso’s dick a second. He was in a trance as he jackhammered his body against Gus’ in a frenzied state.

Gus’s eyes opened wide as the cum poured out of Afonso’s cock and into him. His belly began to inflate with size at an alarmingly fast rate. A loud crash rang out in the room as the couch gave out under the weight of the growing belly. Gus watched in astonishment as his belly gained a foot of size in every direction per second. Soon the sides of his belly were touching the three walls in front of and beside him and the top was already covering up more of the ceiling. “Woah, I’m gettin so *hic* full!” Gus rubbed his rotund belly as it began to feel tight.

“I can’t stop Gus! It’s not going to stop anytime soon!” Afonso yelled out as his balls began to deflate from the massive load they were pouring into Gus. He leaned forward and felt his boyfriend’s cum gut and was amazed at how stretchy Gus’ skin was. It was firm, but he could definitely tell that there was plenty of give left in the growing cum balloon. 

“How big am I *UUURRPPP* gonna get babe?” Gus was beginning to feel cramped. He can’t even see in front of him anymore. His view is only of his growing belly. Cum inflating him so much that he felt the walls beginning to push back against his growing orb. The light from the window beside them began to darken as the belly eclipsed it. “I don’t know how much bigger I can *unf* get.”

“Where’d that enthusiasm go, big guy? I thought you wanted me to let loose.” Afonso grabbed the sides of Gus’ belly and forced his cock deep into Gus’ cheeks. Cum spurted out the side of Afonso’s hips as he started to cum like a fire hose. Afonso had gone from shooting shots into Gus to having a continuous hose of cum shooting out of his cock. He watched his vision start to get obscured around them as the cum blimp began to surround them. 

“Babe, I don’t *URP* I don’t thi-*URP* I don’t think the house *UUURRRPPPP* can take it!” Gus was feeling drunker on Afonso’s cum by the second as his belly filled the entire living room and into the doorways towards the bedroom and dining room. Gus’ eyes shot open as a visible crack could be seen across the ceiling. Bringing his senses back to reality, he could feel his belly in front of him taking up more and more space as the walls and windows began to bow against his massive weight.

“You said you wanted to be a cum blimp babe! Get ready for it!” Afonso moaned out loud as Gus’ belly surged in size. The sides grew out beside them and into the kitchen behind them. Afonso’s cum was getting Gus’ belly to an unfathomable size. They both looked up as sprinkles of dust fell from the ceiling onto them. “Shit, maybe I did overdo it a little,” griped Afonso as large cracks began forming in the walls. 

A loud thud echoed throughout the neighborhood as a giant fleshy ball the size of a bouncy castle emerged from the house. Gus’ belly had outgrown the front wall of their house and continued to grow into the front yard. Flattening the flower bed in front of the window and taking out more and more of the wall as it grew outwards.

“Fuck *HIC* there goes the *URP* house.” moaned Gus as he felt his belly tear down a portion of their house. “Babe *URP* I feel so *UUUUUURRRRRRRPPPPPP* full.” Gus burped and hiccuped some more as he felt his thought to be infinitely stretchy belly start to tighten. Gus felt his massive weight pushing against every side of him. Then he could feel the walls beside him also start to break under his giant belly. The ceiling above had crumbled into pieces as he expanded into the second floor of the house. And his loving boyfriend Afonso was still pressed hard into his back.

Afonso’s mind had begun to drift into ecstasy. The high he was riding from his orgasm was immaculate. “I think it’s almost over, big guy. Don’t worry.” Afonso lovingly patted Gus’ belly. It felt as tight as a drum now compared to last time. “And not a moment too soon.” Afonso kissed Gus’ cheek as he felt his stream of cum turn into shots and eventually putters. “That was incredible babe. How do you feel?”

“Bloated. Very, very bloated. *HIC*” Gus threw his head back as he started to get used to the tightness and his goofy smile returned. Gus was massive beyond his comprehension. His belly had grown so much, extended out into their front yard and up almost into the attic. It was the only thing really keeping the house together as it knocked out almost half of the walls. 

“You look incredible, Gus. My giant cum blimp.” Afonso leaned forward and kissed his big boyfriend many times on the neck. “So sexy. So big. I can’t believe this actually worked.”

“Oh yeah *HIC* it worked alright. I feel silly,” said Gus with a slur to his words.

“Yeah, you definitely are drunk babe. I didn’t even know cum could get you drunk.”

“That’s probably cause *HIC* no one has ever been this full of cum *HIC* ever.” Gus chuckled to himself as he felt the sun warming up his big belly outside.

“I’ll say. Let me go see the damage outside.” Afonso pushed against Gus’ now ample ass and popped out of him with not a drop escaping Gus’ hole. Afonso took stock of their now Gus filled house. Their living room and kitchen were entirely filled with the big belly. Walking outside, Afonso saw just how gargantuan Gus had gotten. His belly had spilled out into their front lawn and almost onto the sidewalk in front of it. Afonso let out a long whistle as he leaned against Gus’ belly. “Wow babe, we’ll need to go on one hell of a diet to get this belly to go down.” Afonso reached forward and patted the giant orb only to be followed by a jerk from the belly and a moan from inside the house. “Gus? Gus honey, what was that?” Afonso didn’t get an answer before the belly jolted again and the moans got louder. Afonso ran inside and stared at Gus as his body quivered. “Gus, what’s happening? Are you okay?” 

“It feels like my whole body is getting a blow jo-OOOHHHHH!!!” Gus moaned and his whole body shuddered. Afonso’s eyes widened when he saw his boyfriend’s body get bigger. Again Gus moaned as his body shook and Afonso stared as Gus’ toned body began to plump up with muscle.

“Babe, you’re growing again!” shouted Afonso getting next to Gus. He looked at his once normal biceps swelling up to the size of basketballs. His shoulders got broader as his pecs started pushing forward into his big belly. 

“Babe, I just finished growing with all your cum *HIC* I don’t need anymoooooohhhh!” Gus moaned for a long time and his belly visibly jumped as his body surged bigger. Afonso looked up at his boy friend’s head as it started to approach the ceiling. His once toned bubble butt was getting fuller and fuller as it blew up like a balloon. Each of his now fat ass cheeks looked like yoga balls pressing up against Afonso.

“Babe, I’m not fucking you again. I think your body is processing all the cum I put in you.” Afonso watched in awe as Gus continued to moan and grow. All while his belly began to shrink into him. Gus’s head started to brush against the ceiling. His already long legs were extending and beefening with size on them. 

Gus could hardly form a thought at this point. Between the ecstasy he was feeling with every growth spurt that wracked his body and the cum drunkenness, he could hardly process what was going on to him. Only when he felt the ceiling firmly pressing down against him did he look around and see Afonso, now only up to his hips, staring up at him in shock and horniness. “Woah babe, you shrunk.” Gus chuckled as he let out another low loud moan that shook their whole house. His body swelling and stretching bigger as his belly shrank more. His head almost went through the ceiling before Gus plopped his fat ass down and spread his legs out around each side of his belly.

“Gus, sweetie, listen to me. You’re still growing. We need to get out of here before the whole house comes down.” Afonso grabbed onto his giant lover’s massive arm and tried to pull him towards the door to avail. Afonso could barely wrap his arms around Gus’s now chair-sized bicep that swelled even bigger as he tugged. 

“Afonso, it’s no big deal. I’ll protect my little guy from anything.” Gus reached down and plucked Afonso up like he was a doll and put him on his expansive chest. “You’ll be safe up here little guy.” Gus let out another moan and finally could see daylight peeking in through the massive hole his belly had created. But not before he felt his head pressing into the ceiling again now sitting down. He must’ve been 20 feet tall by now and he was only swelling bigger.

Afonso looked up as Gus’ head crumpled the ceiling above them like it was paper. His shoulders and arms destroyed the walls around them as their entire house began to fall down. Gus practically screamed in ecstasy as he felt his giant cum gut shrink enough to let his now hyper cock leap out from under his belly. Now 15 feet long and leaking pre out flooding their now destroyed living room. Gus felt all of his body pressing against every wall and ceiling left in the house until with a giant roar that could be heard for miles, he came and hulked out of the rubble of their house. His cock shooting cum out like a geyser, coating the whole neighborhood. 

“Ahhh that felt awesome, babe. How’s my little guy doing?” Asked Gus as he looked down at the now much smaller Afonso. Afonso looked around and took in his giant boyfriend’s body. Sitting on pecs bigger than king size mattresses and squishy for him to lay on, looking down seeing a still full cum gut on the now giant Gus. Looking up and seeing his boyfriend towered over their two story house sitting, he couldn’t even imagine just how tall he was. 

“I’m good babe. Kinda shocked you’re so chill about being so big now,” said Afonso. Climbing up Gus’ pecs and onto his shoulder to give him a kiss. Looking down at his muscles, Gus had grown from a toned athletic body to a beefy build. His quads were thicker than a semi-truck. His pudgy belly looked like  it could fit a few small cars inside. And his biceps were bigger than Gus’ already massive head.

“I like it babe. I like being able to cuddle and protect my little man.And it’s always nice to be bigger because I love wrapping my now giant arms around you. I bet cuddling with these muscles will be the best.” Gus lifted his arm up and hugged himself. Squishing his pecs up towards his face. “ButI think I could get even bigger. Think you could pump more cum into me?” Gus brought his big hand up to poke Afonso’s deflated balls.

“I think that could be arranged, big guy.” Afonso leaned forward and planted a kiss on Gus’ giant lips. Smiling devilishly as he started to chant again. 

No Nut For You: One Ring to Stop Them All

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Joey has almost made it through No Nut November without breaking his determination, but with his big balls, aching for release, he calls his friend Brian who has a good way for him to find some release without losing NNN.

Joey moaned in distress as he walked around his home in a panic. Racking his head as he breathed heavily. The buff man was clad in just his underwear where there was a clear indent from his cock as he walked around the house. It was November 25th and he had been trying to participate in No Nut November this year. It was his first time ever trying it and he was in pain from how much his cock ached for release. He had gone 25 days without cumming and his balls were begging for release. And with just 5 days left, he didn’t know if he’d be able to make it much longer.

A knock on his door broke his concentration from his hardon and he opened it to see his friend Brian standing at his door. “Hey Joey! I got your text. What’s up?” asked Brian as Joey pulled him into his house quickly and slammed the door behind him.

“Brian, you’ve gotta help me dude! My balls, I think they’re gonna explode from how pent up I am. I mean just look at this.” Joey motioned with his arms downward to his enlarged junk throbbing in his underwear. Even though Joey was already bigger than most men down stairs, his balls did look more swollen than usual. He twisted his hips and the bulge barely jiggled from how stiff he was. “I’ve been sitting with this hard on all day! And I never even touched my dick. It’s just always hard!”

“You won’t explode big guy. Well not EXPLODE explode. Just make a big mess,” said Brian as he walked in and sat on Joey’s couch. 

“I can’t take it anymore. I need some way to get some relief,” said Joey as he followed Brian to his living room. “It’s unbearable! I go to the gym and someone compliments my gains, I’m hard. I put on a t-shirt that’s too small and hugs my muscles, I’m hard. Hell, even you calling me big guy just made it throb even harder!”

“Well here’s an idea. Have you thought of just cumming and stop torturing yourself?” asked Brian.

“You know I won’t do that. As painful as this is, I much prefer proving you wrong that I can do this.”

“Uh-huh. I honestly am surprised you made it as long as you did. In the time I’ve known you, I don’t know a time that you’ve gone for more than a week without jerking off or fucking some twink from the club. Who would’ve thought that you could last so long with so much pent up jizz inside those massive balls.” Joey took a deep breath as Brian grinned a devilish smile.

“Stop it. I know what you’re doing and it won’t work.” Joey slowed his breathing for a second as a little wet spot formed on his underwear. “I just need to know, did you bring it?”

“Yes, I brought it. I don’t think it’ll be as helpful as you think it will be, but here.” Brian shifted his weight as he pulled out a ring from his pocket. “This was the cock ring we used that one time.”

“Thank you thank you thank you!” Joey snatched the cock ring from Brian’s hand and kissed the smaller man on the cheek. “This is gonna save me.”

“Sure it will.” Joey wasted no time in putting it on. He reached down and pulled back his underwear to expose his throbbing cock. He quickly slipped the ring down his shaft to the base and he sighed in relief. “You realize this ring isn’t gonna relieve anything for you? It’s just gonna keep you as pent up as ever?”

“Yeah, but I prefer the cum getting spread out than just having it brewing in my already too big balls.” Joey closed his underwear and plopped himself next to Brian on the couch. Brian looked at him with a confused look on his face then stood up.

“Whatever you say, big guy.” Brian turned around and got on his knees in front of Joey. “Now would you like some help giving those balls some relief?” Brian reached his arms forward and caressed Joey’s large thighs and it sent shivers up the big man’s spine.

“Why do you think I called you?” replied Joey as he leaned down and kissed Brian. The two held the kiss for a moment as the cock ring’s effects were already being felt by Joey. 

“I haven’t felt this body in weeks. I won’t lie, I kinda missed it.” Brian and Joey continued to make out and Brian’s hands began to explore Joey’s big body. “I missed these massive pecs. I swear you have bigger tits than any girl I’ve seen. And I think they’ve gotten bigger than the last time I felt them.” The two of them continued to make out as Brian’s hands went down to caress Joey’s exposed chest. Kneading the juicy muscles like they were dough. Moving his mouth to start kissing Joey’s ear, he felt the big guy’s body already shivering with pleasure.

“Fuck little guy. I don’t know how long I’ll be able to hold this in.” Joey moaned as Brian nibbled on his ear and twisted his nipples. 

“And we haven’t even gotten to the main course, big guy.” Brian smirked and started to move his lips down Joey’s body. Still rubbing the big guy’s chest and abs until he replaced his hands with his lips. Kissing the massive pecs and licking in between the large valley between them. “And even if you don’t hold it in, that’ll just make all of this better.” Joey’s big pecs heaved up and down with each moan. Brian had gotten his lips around one of his nipples and had his hand teasing the other one.

“Fuuuuuck!” Joey moaned as he felt his throbbing dick spasm. But nothing came out. Instead he watched his view of Brian get worse and worse as his pecs started growing. He was getting a full body orgasm as he felt nothing coming out of his dick. “This was my favorite part!” Joey continued to swell bigger as the cum in his balls diverted to the rest of his body. His 6 pack abs started to fade as they bloated forward and he developed a roid gut. 

“Mine too,” whispered Brian as he moved lower. Kissing Joey’s happy trail as he played with his bulge in his over packed underwear. “I love it when you grow bigger for me. It’s always the best and I never know where the best spot to focus on is. It’s all just so big.” Brian’s hands moved over to Joey’s massive thighs that were now thicker than Brian’s waist. “Especially when it’s all still gonna get bigger.”

“Fuuuuuck! You’re gonna make me not cum again with that kind of talk.”  Joey’s breath was shaky as he felt his balls fill up again just as fast as they had emptied. 

“That’s the plan.” Brian shoved his face right into the massive bulge barely contained by Joey’s underwear. “I could get you to take these off the normal way, but I have a better idea.” Brian got up off his knees and straddled his legs across Joey’s lap with his ass grinding just above Joey’s cock.

“Have I mentioned I love the way you think, little guy?” Joey pushed his lips into Brian’s as he bucked his hips upwards and his bulge pushed into the crevice between Brian’s supple ass cheeks. 

“I know you do. That’s why you’re gonna grow out of those underwear for me big guy.” Brian and Joey aggressively made out and Brian could even make out Joey’s heartbeat from how hard his cock was throbbing against his ass. “You’re gonna get massive, big guy. Bigger than any man that ever was,” said Brian in between kisses.

“Bigger than anything ever,” replied Joey as his hands started to explore what was beneath Brian’s shirt.

“And then bigger still. Your muscles will be pressed so close to one another, you’ll barely be able to move. These pecs will be bigger enough to have their own zip codes. Each. And these arms? They’ll be so big that you could crush the moon with just one hand.”

“I can’t wait to be that big.”

“And I can’t forget about this cock.” Brian exaggerated his point by arching his back and grinding it along Joey’s massive bulge. “It’s going to tower over even the tallest buildings in the city. With two balls swinging below it that could flood the entire country.” 

“Fuck little guy, I’m gonna be so huge!” Joey moaned as his body was sweating from the pleasure. 

“And everyone will be looking up at you like a god. You’re their giant muscular god for them to worship. And there will be so much of you to worship. You’ll have hundreds of men begging to get the best and biggest spots on your body to worship.” Brian kissed Joey again and Joey moaned into his mouth as another orgasm racked his body. Brian felt Joey’s pecs pushing him further and further away from the big guy’s lips as his head rose higher and higher.

“You drive me crazy, little guy,” said Joey right before a tear and a loud slap was heard. Brian felt Joey’s massive growing cock hit him in the center of his back with a wet THWAP.

“I know I do. And that’s just the way I like it.” Brian moved his ass backwards and his cheeks nuzzled Joey’s dick like a giant hotdog between two big buns. “And because I know I drive you crazy, I had a feeling I'd maybe need this.” Brian reached down into his pocket and pulled out a little vile no bigger than an inch tall and about as thick as a pencil.

“Stretchy Cider?” Brian nodded as he threw the vial back and drank the white liquid inside. “If that’s the case, then let’s not waste any time.” Joey grabbed Brian in his big arms and started to stand up. Unaware of how big he had become, Joey’s head slammed into the 7 feet high ceiling in his house.

“If we keep doing this, you should move somewhere that has higher ceilings,” chuckled Brian. Joey grinned and lifted his now much smaller lover towards his bedroom as they continued to kiss. Only to be stopped again as his massive shoulders hit the door frame. “And wider doors.” Brian laughed again as Joey tried to turn himself to get the two of them inside his bedroom, but between his wide shoulders, massive pec shelf that Brian was attached to, and his own massive dump truck ass, he couldn’t fit through the door.

“Fuck this.” Joey let go of Brian with one of his arms and punched the side of the door frame and the wall crumbled like it was paper. “That’s better.” His hand returned to Brian’s back and he carried him to his bed where he threw the smaller man down. Looking up at Joey, he cast a wide shadow on Brian as he stood over him. At this angle, Brian now could take stock of how big Joey had grown already. His friend had already been tall at 6’4, but now he could only guess he was over 8 feet tall. His muscles were bigger than any bodybuilder Brian had ever seen. His pecs were obstructing Brian’s view of Joey’s face they had grown to the size of textbooks. It didn’t even look like Joey could bend his arms with his biceps bigger than beach balls. And his massive throbbing cock was out for the world to see and what a cock it was. The massive appendage was pressed against Joey’s bloated abs. It was at least 2 feet long now and as thick as a 2 liter soda bottle. 

“And if you’re gonna ruin my clothes, I’m gonna ruin yours.” Joey reached his big mitts down and grabbed Brian’s shirt and pants tightly. With one quick motion, the fabric was reduced to shreds that fell to the floor. Brian watched as the massive man descended down onto him and kissed him once again. His queen sized bed creaking under the newly grown giant. As they kissed, Joey grabbed Brian’s legs and raised them up into the air behind his head. Moving his hips back, he held his massive cock below him and started to aim it towards Brian’s ass. After finding Brian’s ass cheeks, Joey pushed into the ass and swirled his cock around Brian’s hole teasing it. “You ready little guy?”

“Always,” Brian practically screamed as Joey shoved his hyper cock into his ass. The head of his cock alone was longer than a normal man’s cock and as thick as a DVD (look it up Gen Z). Joey felt the initial resistance, but he pressed further into Brian. Brian moaned again as his inside stretched to accommodate the giant python. Brian looked down and saw a massive bulge forming in his stomach as Joey’s balls hit Brian’s ass.

Joey moaned so loud that it shook the walls of his home as his dick experienced so much pleasure that it put his mind into a state of ecstasy. Not giving Brian a moment to breathe, he immediately started to pull his dick back out just to thrust the giant cock back into Brian. The thrusts developed a rhythm as Joey picked up his speed. His balls hit Brian’s ass and the claps sounded like thunder as the giant pounded the smaller man. The bulge in Brian’s stomach visually went up and down as he thrust.

“Fuck yeah big guy! Harder!” Brian cried out in between moans and Joey smirked. He used his long arms to grab the back of the head board of his bed with his massive pecs hovering over Brian. Once he got a good grip, he used all of his strength to slam his cock into Brian. He thrusted his hips like he was a jackhammer on Brian’s ass.

“I’m so close little guy!” growled Joey as he shoved his massive pecs into Brian’s face. 

“Just let go big guy! Remember how much you’ll grow after you cum,” said Brian with faint breath as he felt his own orgasm cumming on. Joey reeled his head backwards and roared as his dick spasmed in Brian’s ass. Brian’s own dick started shooting cum all over the massive man’s abs as the transformation began.

Joey’s core started to bloat out again. Making his abs vanish behind the cum stored in his belly. His pecs began to stick out further and further from his body creating a pec shelf that was more like a pec bench. Each one looked wider than the pillows on his bed. His biceps inflated bigger as he hit a double bicep pose. They grew to the size of yoga balls and he had to spread his arms out to the side when he put them back down due to their massive size.

Brian looked down at himself as he felt another transformation taking place. Looking at the bulge in his stomach, it started to grow bigger and bigger. Lengthening and widening as the cock inside him grew. Brian felt his body begin to lift off the ground as the cock he was impaled on reached longer than a yard and kept growing. Even though Joey was on his knees on the bed, Brian could still see his hair scraping along the ceiling as his thrusts slowed.

“Fuck…that was one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had.” Joey was panting as his big body turned to the side and fell like a tree onto the bed. The weak wood finally gave out as the legs snapped under the massive guy’s weight. Brian, still impaled on Joey’s cock, watched Joey’s massive pillow pecs heave up and down as the big guy caught his breath. “Maybe I should take breaks from cumming more often. That was incredible. And I got so much bigger this time.”

Brian laughed a little bit as Joey’s eyes began to droop. “Well considering you had all that cum stored up, it only makes sense that you’d grow bigger this time.” Brian leaned forward and kissed Joey on the lips and held the kiss for a long time. “And before you fall asleep, can you get out of me?” Brian reached forward and squeezed what he believed to be Joey’s cock head bulging out of his stomach. 

“Oh come on. Can I please just stay inside you a bit longer?” Joey looked up at Brian and gave him a big puppy dog face.

“Don’t do that to me. Even at this size, you know I can’t resist that face.”

“What face? I’m just asking if I can stay nice and cozy in my little cock warmer,” said Joey with a smile.

“Not this time big guy. I don’t know how long that little bit of Stretchy Cider is gonna last and I’d prefer not to see my insides when it does.” Brian grabbed onto Joey’s massive traps and pulled himself up. Joey frowned and pulled his hips back to release his dick from Brian’s hole.

“Okay fine.” Joey yawned as he twisted his body so that he laid down flat on the bed as Brian stood up. “Are you going now?” asked Joey as Brian looked around the room.

“I was, but all my clothes are ripped to shreds,” said Brian as he picked up a few pieces of fabric off the floor. 

“Then stay here tonight and I’ll get you new clothes in the morning,” said Joey as he patted his big chest. Brian looked at the big guy and rolled his eyes a little bit then walked back over to Joey. He leaned over and kissed Joey on the forehead then started to lay down on Joey’s body. It was the only place he could lay considering Joey’s massive frame took up the entire bed. 

“I’ll stay here tonight and then leave you with your new toy in the morning,” said Brian as he flicked Joey’s now pepperoni sized nipples.

“Hey! Don’t do that unless you want to wake the beast.” Joey motioned to his semi hard cock.

“Fair point. But I do think we should take the cock ring off now. You’ve gotten all of your horniness out of your system.” Brian sat up and crawled across Joey’s big body to the base of his cock. He started to grab at the overstretched ring only to have his whole body be pulled backwards by Joey’s massive hands. 

“I think I’ll leave it on. I don’t want to have a wet dream overnight and lose No Nut November. It’s staying on until December 1st,” said Joey as he wrapped Brian in his big arms and snuggled him against his chest like he was a stuffed animal. 

“Are you sure you want to do that? I don’t know if that ring is meant to stay on for that long,” said Brian as his face was smothered by Joey’s massive muscles.

“I’m sure it’s fine. What could go wrong? Now let’s just go to bed and you enjoy the giant bed you get to sleep on tonight.” Joey’s arms were wrapped tightly around Brian as he rested his head on the pillows behind him.

“Alright big guy. Sweet dreams,” said Brian as he rested his head down on Joey’s big pillow pecs and closed his eyes.

H2GROW: Just Add Water

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Commission done for @scot158f on Twitter/X. Tony is off to his first day of college and finds he's been paired with a science geek as his new roommate. What could go wrong when he's doing experiments in their room all the time?

Tony climbed the stairs to his second floor dorm room with bags of luggage in hand. Groaning with each step, the stocky man finally reached his door and fumbled to get the key out of his pocket. As he did this, he started to lose his grip on all of his bags. Trying his best to fish the key out of his pocket, Tony at last grabbed the key, but his hand couldn’t hold on any longer. All of his bags fell to the ground with a loud crash and Tony sighed in defeat.

While Tony was picking up his dropped luggage, the door to his room swung open. Tony looked up from the ground to see a tall lanky guy standing in the doorway. “Hi there! You must be Tony,” said the stranger with a smile on his face as he reached his hand out to Tony. 

“Yes I am! And you must be Andrew. Nice to meet you.” Tony got up from the ground and reached his hand out to meet Andrew’s in the process of dropping all his luggage again.

“Need some help with that?” asked Andrew chuckling a bit at Tony.

“Actually yeah. That would be real helpful man,” said Tony, picking up some of the suitcases. Andrew got down and started to collect a few of Tony’s bags and walked back into the room. 

Tony followed him in with the remaining bags and examined his new dorm. On his side of the room, there was nothing. A blank billboard and a twin sized bed attached to a desk with a chest of drawers and a small closet. On the other side, it was clear that Andrew had been here well in advance and set up his room. He had plenty of Star Wars, Marvel, Lord of the Rings, and Star Trek posters up on the wall. Along with stacks of books on his desk and plants lining the window sill.

“Wow, you didn’t waste any time moving in,” said Tony, setting his luggage down in front of his closet.

“Actually this isn’t my first rodeo. I lived in this room last semester. In the fall semester, I was in this room by myself. I think I originally had another roommate, but he ended up dropping out either right before the semester started or the first day of classes because I never met him. So I had this room all to myself last year,” said Andrew. Tony started to move his luggage into the room and while doing so, slinging some of his suitcases up onto the bed.

“Oh nice man. Sorry to ruin your solo act,” said Tony.

“It’s okay. It’ll be nice living with someone. Did you have anything else that you were gonna bring up? I can help you out if you need it,” said Andrew.

“Nope, I wanted to bring everything up here in one trip. But I’m pretty beat from that drive.” Tony took off his jacket and set it on his desk and then laid down on the bed. Andrew quickly stood up and walked over to Tony. 

“Oh well maybe, if you don’t feel like unpacking now, we can go and get some food? Ya know, get to know each other. We will be living with each other for the next four or five months, might as well start it off right,” said Andrew as he started putting on his jacket.

“Yeah, sure. Just let me get a quick break in then I’d be more than happy to get some grub with you,” Tony smiled at Andrew and Andrew gave a big toothy grin back at Tony.

“Great! I’m just gonna run to the bathroom real quick and then we can leave,” said Andrew as he opened the door to their room to go to the community bathroom they shared with the whole floor.

Tony looked over at his luggage on the other side of the bed. He leaned forward and grabbed one of the zippers on the bigger suitcases sitting on top and quickly unzipped it. Sitting on top was a big fluffy pillow with folded sheets below it. Tony grabbed out the sheetless pillow, put it on the side he would put his head, and laid down. He took a deep breath in and sighed from exhaustion. But he paused for a moment. 

What is that smell? he thought to himself. He sat up and grabbed his pillow and moved it out of the way. On the mattress was a small stain that looked to be no bigger than a ping pong ball. Looks like whoever had this bed last was not the cleanest roommate in the world. I’ll have to get some candles or something to get that smell out of here.

As Tony was examining the stain on the bed, the door swung open and in walked Andrew. “You ready to go or do you need some more time to rest?” asked Andrew as he reentered the room.

“Yeah, I’m good to go. And maybe we can leave the window open or something. My bed kinda reeks,” said Tony as he started standing up. Andrew's eyes got wide for a split second, but then settled back into his big smile. 

“Oh yeah. Sorry about that. I think it’s my experiment going on over here.” Andrew walked over to the window sill where he had five potted plants lined up. “I’m a biochemistry student and I really got to know one of my professors last semester so he let me do a little experiment of my own over winter break. I won’t be winning the Nobel Peace Prize for it or anything, but it’s still a good way to get close with the professors in my major.” Andrew grabbed a spray bottle sitting on his desk and started to spray the plants with water. 

“That sounds interesting. What are you testing?” asked Tony as he got up and stood next to Andrew. 

“These plants were given a fertilizer that was supposed to give them more nutrients which would enable more growth output. It won’t grow them massive, but I’m seeing which chemical combination reacts the best to inhibit the most growth. Long term it could give farmers a new product to get bigger harvests every season.”

“Wow, that sounds…really complicated, but also cool,” said Tony. He leaned in towards one of the plants growing and took a sniff. “Ooo yeah. That’s what I smell.” Tony grabbed his nose a little bit and stepped back towards the door.

“Sorry, this fertilizer is fresh. I didn’t realize you were moving in today and put it on the plants. It will smell for a little bit as the nutrients work their way into the plant's system. That’s why I suggested we go eat and get out of the room while the smell goes away,” said Andrew, putting his spray bottle back on his desk.

“I see your point. Then lead the way to the nearest dining hall. I don’t think I realized how hungry I was until I was out of the car.” Tony opened up the door and waited for his lanky roommate to walk out with him. Andrew smiled and followed Tony out of the room towards the nearest dining hall.

*A FEW HOURS LATER*

“I can’t believe they allow All You Can Eat at The Market on Saturdays. That’s gonna save me sooooo much money this year,” said Tony as he walked back into his dorm room with Andrew.

“It’s pretty nice. And for a growing guy like you, I’m sure you’ll take full advantage of it.” The two laughed and looked at Tony’s bed. It still had plenty of still packed suitcases sitting on it. 

“Damn I’m not looking forward to unpacking that,” said Tony as he started unzipping his suitcase. Both of them were happy that the smell of the room had returned to normal and they weren’t suffering through the stench of the fertilizer. 

“It’ll be done before you know it.” Andrew sat on his bed and started to play on his phone. “If you need any help doing any of the heavy lifting, I know I don’t have much size to show, but I can at least help.” Andrew brought his arm up and flexed his mediocre bicep for Andrew.

“Thanks Andrew. But I don’t think I have much to unpack. Mainly just clothes and some supplies for school. It’ll just be a pain.” Tony started unpacking his things as Andrew got up from his bed and checked on his plants. “Did the plants like the fertilizer you gave them?”

“Unclear. I can’t see any changes in them now, but it has only been a few hours since I added the stuff. Realistically, I shouldn’t see any real changes for a few weeks,” said Andrew as he continued to examine the plants. 

“So how does all of that stuff work? I’ve never really been big on science, but I’m always open to hear of better ways to get bigger,” said Tony as he started putting some of his clothes away. 

“It’s kind of complicated. How much do you know about biology? Or chemistry?” asked Andrew, spraying down the plants with water.

“I’m a kinesiology major so I know about biology. But that’s human biology. Not plants.” said Tony, folding up some shorts and putting them in his dresser. 

“In layman's terms, whenever I give the plant water, it should activate the nutrients in the fertilizer I gave to the test plant to inhibit growth. But the growth we see at this stage would be microscopic at this early of a time. Or at least on this size of plant. But if we wake up in a jungle of vines, we know it worked.” Andrew got out a ruler and notepad and started to jot down numbers on it.

“So could it work on humans?” asked Tony, peering over Andrew’s shoulder at the plants.

“Who knows? All of this is theoretical. Don’t get me wrong, professor Hendricks and I have been running the numbers and these plants should only grow a few inches more than a regular one. But we’ve only ever tried it on plants. I don’t even know what would happen if that fertilizer got into a human’s system.” Tony frowned and walked back to his closet and continued to hang up his clothes.

“Well whenever you guys do human trials, let me know. I’ll be first in line. I’d do anything to grow.”

“Yeah I feel you there. I might not be as short as you, but being as skinny as a twig sometimes can be a pain. People always say I look like a giraffe.”

“Short and fat isn’t the best either. In the last few months, everybody has been calling me a baked bean.”

“Wow, that’s rough buddy,” said Andrew as he walked back to his bed. “But kinda funny.” Andrew couldn’t hide the small smirk on his face. “You’ll be able to go to the rec 24/7 if you’re trying to get buff big guy. And the kinesiology department is right next door so it's an easy commute to class.”

“You’re right, but I was always the short kid in high school. I never was strong enough or fast enough or tall enough to be in any sport so I was really hoping that I could at least gain some sort of size in college,” said Tony.

“I was a band nerd. I didn’t care for any sort of sport. They’re overrated in my opinion. But considering the rec is free with tuition, and as we learned tonight, Saturdays are all you can eat, you’ll get big in no time. At least in the muscle department. The height department, I’ll give you a call once we’ve figured out how to grow people taller,” said Andrew as put away the last of his clothes. 

“Like I said, first in line for it.” Tony plopped himself down on his now made bed and breathed out a sigh of relief. “Finally done. I’m beat.” Tony took another deep breath in and then caught a whiff of himself. “You know, on second thought, I might go shower and then head straight to bed. All that moving today really took it out of me,” said Tony sitting back up and grabbing his towel and toiletries. 

“I’ll be here. Have fun. Make friends,” said Andrew.

“Make friends? It’s the floor’s community bathroom. I don’t know if I wanna make friends in there.”

“Hey, you never know,” laughed Andrew as Tony shut the door to head to the bathroom. Tony turned the corner and entered the community bathroom. It had three stalls with toilets and three stalls for showers. Tony ducked down and checked if anyone was in there with him, and to his luck, there was no one else. He opened the first door to the shower stall and stepped in .The stall wasn’t very big. It just had a dry area for Tony to place his pajamas and then the small shower itself. 

Tony walked into the shower and turned the water on. He started rinsing off his body. Taking stock of it, there wasn’t much to rinse. Andrew hadn’t been lying. Tony was a bit of a little guy. At only 5’5, he definitely was towered over by most other men. And even some women. And he was pretty stocky for being so short. He rinsed off his sizable moobs and lifted his belly up so water could get the undercarriage. Looking down at his belly, he couldn’t even see his stump of a dick under it. At only 3 inches, Tony really longed for any size at all.

Tony sighed as he reached for his shampoo bottle and started lathering up his curly black hair. Tony was met with a weird tightening sensation on the back of his head when he started to rub the shampoo in. It wasn’t burning him, but he did feel a strangle warmth trickle across his head and down his neck. Tony pulled his shoulders back as he felt the warmth spread throughout his whole body. His toes curled as his back arched up. He was lucky he was alone because he let out a deep, loud moan. It echoed through the stalls of the bathroom and Tony felt it ringing through his chest.

It started in Tony’s shoulders first. It was subtle, but he could feel them thickening. His traps became denser and his delts rounded out. Spreading out to his flabby arms, the jiggly fat that hung on his arms seemed to be moving and shifting. Tony was shocked when he flexed, he saw his biceps inflating to the size of softballs. Tony balled his hands into fists to see the veins pulsing on his vascular forearms. Seeping down to his chest, his moobs began to plump up. The once saggy moobs were pushing upwards on his chest. Forming a rectangular shape on his chest and filling out with more muscle. His belly felt like it was marinating with the warmth. Tony rubbed his belly and let out a loud belch that echoed throughout the entire bathroom. 

Tony moaned again and gripped his cock with both of his hands. His eyes shot open and he looked down to see his cock. He could see his cock and grip it with two hands. Tony smiled in disbelief as he felt his cock pulse in his hands. His spine shivered with every heartbeat as his cock throbbed bigger and bigger. Tony felt his already somewhat fat ass tighten up and form into a bubble butt behind him. Thunder thighs shaping into ham sized quads. He raised his toe up and flexed his diamond calves.

As Tony stayed under the shower head, he felt his body start to go through a different change. He had gained some muscle suddenly, but now it seemed his belly wanted to grow bigger too. Tony let out another large belch that lasted a few seconds and then he gripped his stomach. His hands were feeling pushback as the belly began to push out further and further. Looking at his body, he saw the toned muscles begin to swell with fat. His athletic build he had just gained being eclipsed as fat began to crawl back onto his body. 

Tony reached for the shower faucet and turned the water off. He looked down at his body and was amazed. He couldn’t help but grope and prod at his new form. While he maintained a rather full belly and a significant amount of fat still on him, he could actually see muscles on him now. “I knew there was muscle under all that fat,” mused Tony. He couldn’t stop smiling as he began to towel off his muscular body. 

Pulling up the pajamas he had brought, his underwear felt tight on his beefier body. Gripping the waistband, Tony heaved them up and over his fat ass that now felt shaped more like a bubble butt than a lumpy blob. His legs felt squeezed into the pants like sausages and his calves and ankles were on display at the bottom of the pants. Pulling on his shirt, his sleeves felt constraining around his biceps and like one little flex could tear it. His hairy belly was now on full display for the world to see since now his shirt only covered just above his belly button. 

Walking out of the stall and staring at himself in the mirror, Tony couldn’t help but smile with glee as he looked absolutely comical now. He didn’t know how it happened, but he had gotten bigger. His clothes looked two sizes too small at least and he had no idea what happened. But he didn’t care. All he did care about was that he had done what he had never thought was possible. Get bigger.

He walked giddily back to his room and entered to see Andrew playing a video game on his tv. Andrew looked up and did a double take at Tony. He squinted his eyes and paused his game. “Hey Tony, how was your shower?” asked Andrew skeptically.

“It was good. I like the showers here,” said Tony as he put his toiletries up and hopped into his bed.

“Uh huh. And you look different than when you left, but I can’t put my finger on it,” said Andrew as he shifted his body towards Tony and pulled his head set off of his head.

“Well after a long day of travel, a shower always makes me feel nice and refreshed. It’s probably just that you’ve never seen me clean.” Tony said as he absent mindedly rubbed his exposed hairy belly.

“Hmm, okay. I will say you might want to invest in some new pajamas. It looks like that pair doesn’t fit you anymore. And with you saying that you’re wanting to grow even bigger, I bet those won’t last long.” Andrew put his head set back on and resumed his game as Tony’s cock jumped a little bit from the excitement of Andrew’s words. Grabbing a pillow to cover himself, Tony blushed a bit and made sure his now larger dick wasn’t seen.

“Haha you got that right. I think I’ll be doing plenty of growing this semester. And I won’t stop until I’m the biggest there ever was.” Tony laid his head back on his pillow and took a deep breath to clear his head. He smiled to himself as his mind began to wander into the fantasies of how big he would grow. 

“Sure, whatever you say, big guy. Are you gonna go to sleep now?” asked Andrew, leaving one ear off his head set. 

“Yeah. I have my first day of classes tomorrow and wanted to get a good night’s sleep before it,” said Tony as he shifted his weight on his bed. Now amazed at just how far his feet went down the bed.

“Alright, I’ll finish up this game and turn everything off so you can get some good sleep. Besides, I have a class at 8am tomorrow, I should probably head to bed too,” said Andrew. Tony looked down and actually saw his pecs obstructing his view of his body and still couldn’t stop smiling. He did feel his cock jump again, but had to resist reaching down and feeling his new endowment. Even though he was under the covers, he could see a bulge wanting to break free and grow. This thought only made the bulge under the sheets jump with even more excitement. Tony tried to focus on other things, but his horny thoughts were getting to him.

“No need to rush.” Tony mused as he turned his body to face away from Andrew only to hear a rip shoot through his pants. Tony’s eyes shot open and he turned to look over at Andrew. But with his head set on, Andrew didn’t hear anything. Turning back to his body, Tony saw a little wet spot on the blanket that must’ve been a small bit of pre that leaked out when he tore his pants. 

“Just finished on a good one. Perfect way to end a good day,” said Andrew as he turned off his console and tv. He laid down on his bed and reached for his light to turn it off. “Tomorrow will be a good day. First day of classes. First full day with a new roomie, we have a lot of things to be excited for.” Andrew hit the switch and the light in the room went off.

“Definitely. It’s gonna be a great day. And a great semester. Goodnight Andrew.” Tony rolled back over onto his back. Now with his boner hidden by the darkness.

“Night Tony.” Tony sat there quietly waiting for Andrew to fall asleep. Once he heard a light snore coming from Andrew’s bed. Tony wiggled his big body out of his pants and underwear so he could feel his big enhanced member. He felt another shot of pre leak onto his hand as he put two hands on the mighty rod. Tony looked over at Andrew and heard him sleeping before, but decided to risk it all by starting to jerk off. 

Tony felt how big his cock felt in his hands now. He couldn’t believe that he needed two hands just to jerk himself off now. And his hands felt like they barely closed around the monster, it was so thick. One of his hands left his cock to feel the rest of his improved body. After feeling the heft of his pecs, Tony knew it wouldn’t be long before he was shooting cum everywhere. Between having an obscured view of his dick and the fact he could feel how juicy they felt with each lift, he had to stifle a moan as his big body turned him on so much.

Sensing what was about to happen and feeling how much bigger his balls were, Tony reached back behind him and grabbed a few tissues off of his desk.  Only after feeling how round and expansive his belly was did Tony start firing shot after shot of cum. It was the biggest load he had ever produced as volley after volley of cum hit his hairy belly. Tony panted as the orgasm subsided and looked over to Andrew who still seemed to be fast asleep. Grabbing the tissue, he started wiping off the excess cum on his belly and was surprised about just how much he had to clean.

After grabbing another tissue, Tony finally cleaned up the mess he made and pulled his blanket back up to cover his torso. He thought about pulling up his pants, but they were already ripped so why bother. He turned to his side and closed his eyes to go to sleep. Wondering if everyday of college was going to be this eventful. And if it was, it was going to be an incredible year. 

Merry ChristMASS Chapter 3: Naughty Nice

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After Peter was eliminated from the competition, the three remaining members move to the next test of determining who's naughty and who's nice.

David and Joseph led the men out of the workshop as Peter was rolled out the way they came. Knocking down doors like he’s a bowling ball with him being far too large to fit in. The three looked back at the trail of destruction left in the orb’s path until David snapped his fingers and everything was back to normal.

“What happened to him?” asked Rafael.

“He simply did not have the right stuff to become the next Santa Claus,” replied David.

“So you were gonna make him explode?!?” exclaimed Vincent.

“Oh not at all. That was a little parting gift from me. Most people have fantasies they’d love to live out, but the confines of reality are harsh for some and they can’t. That all changes when you have magic,” said David as he led the group to a new room.

“So you can make it so that we can live out our wildest dreams?” asked Bruno.

“Indeed I can. The only difference with Peter is that this will be one fantasy, if you are to be Santa Claus, then this will be a regular occurrence if you’d like and all of your fantasies can come true,” said David.

“Coming from someone who has been on the other side of David’s magic, I can confirm that the fantasies he can weave are spectacular. And everything can be reversed if you’d like. Peter will deflate after a while, but he’ll be able to grow himself at will to that size when he wishes,” said Joseph

“Yes. I have done favors for my friends around the North Pole and I’ve had great reviews from all. You’d be surprised with the fantasies that are bouncing around in a person’s mind,” said David. The three men stood stunned. All thinking about what they’d all do if they were given the opportunity. “We’re here,” said David as he opened up two large wooden doors to reveal an office like space. “This is where you will be assigning everyone a ranking of naughty or nice.”

“Oh so this is real? I always thought that everyone got what they wanted?” asked Vincent.

“That is somewhat true. Unlike what is assumed of the nice and naughty list, and about most things, this is a spectrum. Not everyone is 100% nice or 100% naughty. We go off of how good or bad someone is in total and rank them on a scale from 0, the naughtiest, to 100, the nicest. Most people fall into the range of 40-60 from year to year with some people’s rank being changed from year to year.”

“Who are the people that are on the very bottom of the list? The 0 rankings?” asked Bruno.

“Those would be the worst of all people. The rapists, the pedophiles, those who commit genocide. Some notable names on the bottom would be Hitler, Christopher Columbus, and Donald Trump,” said Joseph as David pulled out a long list.

“And the good end?” asked Vincent.

“A much better list in my opinion. Those are the people who are notoriously good and selfless. Those who help the needy and save those in need. You three and Peter are all notable people on the lists along with many many Saints,” said David as he put the list away. He snapped his fingers and three doors appeared leading into separate rooms again. “Your task will be assigning people a rank based on the information we show you. This will not impact how they’ve actually been ranked, but a test to see how each of you morally see people.”

“Will we each get the same person to rank?” asked Rafael.

“Not at all. This is actually my favorite part. You will each be getting people that are significant to you. It could be your parents, a sibling, a best friend, that is for the machine to decide. Now each of you head into your rooms and we will begin the test.” The three men turned to face their doors and walked in. They each were greeted by a circular object on the floor. Each of them approached the object when it suddenly lit up a hologram. Rafael was met with his brother Fernando. Vincent was met with his mother Diane. And Bruno saw his best friend Assad.

“What are you gonna do now? Some of them might have significant others,” said Joseph.

“Well, first things first, I’m looking up these guys again. Rafael and Vincent are both single so that’s good. Bruno’s situation is…unique,” said David.

“Unique how?”

“Let’s just say this is one fantasy that needs to be granted.” David snapped his fingers and appeared in the room Bruno was in. He walked up behind Bruno admiring the stunning hologram of his best friend. The man was dressed in military gear from his head to toe. You could tell that beneath his clothes, there was a significant amount of muscle. “He seems like a great guy. Tell me about him,” said David as he paused the video recording and enhanced the image onto Assad.

“He’s the best. Courageous and strong while also sweet and caring. He’s my best friend in the entire world. He always tries to protect anyone that he can in combat. Even if that means that I’ll have to stitch him up later. But I can always fix him up like brand new.” Bruno reminisced their time together as David continued to work on the hologram machine.

“Yes, but I know you’d like to be more than just friends,” said David with a snap. Suddenly the hologram of Assad was a real person. He was still stuck in position, but he was in the room with them.

“What? No. That’s absurd. I’m not gay. That’s an act punishable by death,” snapped back Bruno.

“Bruno, magic doesn’t lie. I did some research on you before I brought you here. It revealed that you’ve had unrequited love for him since basic training but chose to shove it down out of fear.” Bruno sank into himself with the words that left David’s mouth. Everything he was saying was true. “But luckily for you, I did some research on Assad as well. He had the same story with you. You are each madly in love with each other but will not admit it to one another.”

“I know.” This response surprised David. “I’ve always known. We’ve had an unspoken connection for as long as we’ve been friends. But what can I do about it? It’s illegal in Iraq.”

“Well I had an idea about that.” David took the hologram’s hand and brought him over to Bruno. “You said he was a protector, right? Well now he will protect you against anyone who might try to separate the two of you. He cannot attack anyone, but he will be your shield from anyone who might hurt you. He will be your shield.”

Bruno turned to face his friend. He only saw a small change at first. His already snug clothes were clinging to his muscles. His gaze began to look up more as the eyes grew towards the ceiling. Slowly, but surely, his head rose above the other two men in the room. Passing 7-feet tall quickly and looking to pass 8 feet shortly.

The already well-muscled man was gaining pounds of muscle by the second. His pecs poking bulging out of the shirt. And with a “POP”, Bruno heard the buttons on the uniform begin to lose their battle with the growing chest. One by one, button after button started to rip off. Exposing more of Assad’s torso. His shoulders had broadened immensely and brought a lot of growth to his chest. Each one looked as if they were the size of dictionaries and just as thick.

Bruno and David’s attention was brought away from his pec’s by a loud “RRRRRRRIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPP”. Right along the long sleeves, his bicep had just ripped through the sleeve. The man’s arm had grown to the size of a cantaloupe and continued to pack on size, soon reaching the size of a basketball.

“He’s incredible,” said Bruno as he walked up to the growing man. Another loud “RRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPP” was heard. This time from behind the Adonis. Walking around him, Bruno got a view of his incredible backside that had begun to break out of the painted on pants. The ass had been growing out of sight and David had taken extra care with preparing the bubble butt. Not only was the booty muscular, it had enough fat in it so that it rounded out to give him a perfect round ass. Which only seemed to be pumping bigger. His hips had widened for his backside to grow more. Each cheek was easily the size of a pumpkins and still pumping up bigger.

Assad’s pants finally lost their battle and fell to the floor when out sprung a foot-long cock from his underwear with grapefruit sized balls to match. Bruno walked back to the front to see the python his friend had. Reaching out to touch it, Bruno felt the still soft cock stir as he made contact with it. It quickly was both growing and hardening. Quickly filling Bruno’s hand, the cock continued to lengthen. Feeling the dick throb as it thickened so much that Bruno could no longer wrap his whole hand around it. By the time the cock was fully hard, it was easily 2 feet long, if not longer.

As the growth seemed to come to a halt, Bruno stepped back from Assad. His height leveling out at about 9 feet tall, he dwarfed both Bruno and David. His once tight uniform was now reduced to shreds of fabric on the ground. “David, I can’t thank you enough for this,” said Bruno as he examined the overgrown man.

“Don’t thank me quite yet,” said David as he snapped his fingers. Immediately, Assad’s pecs jumped out at them. His torso exploded with more size. Broadening even more, his pecs went from dictionary big to king sized pillow big and twice as thick. Each nipple now the size of a silver dollar and pointing straight down. But as Bruno examined the nipples, he saw a little droplet forming on it.

“Milk?” said Bruno as he walked up to the newly developed pec shelf. He put a finger up to the nipple and let little white drops fall onto him. He puts the finger in his mouth and his eyes light up.

“Oh my God! This is the most delicious thing I’ve ever drank,” said Bruno as he cupped his hands under the tit and began slurping up more and more. Bruno’s own body began to grow as he continued to drink. No longer using his hand, he put his mouth to the nipple and the clear liquid flowed into his mouth. His own body being pumped up like a water balloon. Starting with a small gut in front of him and spreading all over his body. Seemingly unaware of the changes to his body, Bruno continued to drink from Assad’s pecs.

Bruno was only brought back to reality when he heard a loud “RRRIIIIIIIIIIPPPPPP”. This time from his own clothes. His own transformation had happened much faster than Assad’s. He was 7 feet tall already with muscles to match. He had ripped out of his shirt and boxers quickly and he continued to inflate with size. His muscles reaching the same proportions as Assad’s but with one major difference. Unlike Assad’s rock hard 12-pack, Bruno had a bulging milk gut. He poked it and could feel all of the milk inside him. He moved his mouth to the other pec as the other one seemed to have deflated from all of his sucking.

By the time Bruno had finished his drink from the other pec, he was just a few inches shorter than Assad. He looked down at David. “What can I do to ever repay you?”

“Nothing. It’s what I do. Remember what happened to Peter, how I granted him his fantasy? Well this one is yours. Some fantasies are purely sexual, and others are ones of romance,” David snapped his fingers one last time. Bruno heard a snapping sound and looked to see Assad’s cock sprang forward. It must’ve been 4 feet long now. He also looked to Assad’s glutes now to see they had grown bigger than tires. “With just a hint of sexual.”

At that moment, Assad started to move from his statue like trance. He looked all around him. He was no longer in his bedroom. “Woah! What’s happening? Where am I?” said the confused giant.

“Assad! Everything’s alright!” yelled back Bruno.

“Bruno? What are you doing here? Why do my nipples feel so sore?”

“Don’t worry about that, but the only thing I want to tell you now is that I love you, you big lug!” Bruno latched onto his big friend with a big bear hug.

“Bruno.” Assad returned Bruno’s embrace, “I love you too, but we can’t be together. You know that.”

“But we can now. David, tell him,” shouted Bruno.

“I’ll fill him in,” said David as he snapped his fingers. Instantly, Assad’s eyes filled with joy. He immediately kissed Bruno.

“I’m so happy. I’ll finally be able to show how much I really care about you Bruno.” The giant’s eye started to tear up.

“Come on you two. You’ll have plenty of time to do that, but for now I have to get you back,” said David. Assad and Bruno walked out of the room holding hands. Both giants took a note from Peter’s book and broke down the door. Joseph, Vincent, and Rafael were waiting outside for them. They were all perplexed when two 9-foot-tall naked men came out of the room.

“What happened in there?” asked Joseph.

“I’ll explain everything later. Francis! James! Will you escort these two gentlemen somewhere where they can speak in private?” The same two men walked in from before. They led Bruno and Assad away. “Oh and when they’re done, send them home. And then there were two. So shall we continue on to our final test?”

Merry ChristMASS Chapter 4: The Gift That Keeps on Giving

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Our final two competitors fight it out for the title of Santa Claus. We'll see the North Pole survives the competition. This story was originally based an old comic of @greggrth's on Twitter

David led the remaining men down a long hallway. All of the others were utterly confused about what they just saw in front of them. Each of them wondering what possible fantasy Bruno must’ve had in order for him to emerge a giant with another unknown giant on his arm. They all approached a large metallic door.

“Excuse me David. You never mentioned what our final task would be,” said Vincent. David opened the doors to the outside where they began walking in the snow again.

“Your final task will determine how well you can perform the real duty of Santa Claus. It might come as a bit of a surprise to you. What most people don’t understand is the amount of cookies you’ll need to eat as Santa. This will test how much of this sugary sweet treat you can stomach.”

“Bring it. I’ve loved all the cookies you’ve served so far,” said Rafael.

“Yes, but that has only been a few cookies. Santa must consume millions of cookies in one night. We’ve managed to solve most of the problems with magic, however this has not been one of them,” said David.

“Can’t you just throw the cookies away?” asked Vincent.

“We’ve tried. It’s never gone well. The first year we tried it, the following year was World War II. Then we tried it again to test if it was a fluke or not and then the Vietnam War happened. It’s just bad luck not to,” said Joseph.

“What if you were to get rid of them with magic. with magic?” asked Rafael.

“My magic is very good at creating things, hence why I am one of the biggest givers of all time. It is not engineered to destroy,” said David. “And this is why they all must be eaten. Remember the story I told you about a while ago? How Santa nearly blew up? That’s what happens when someone eats millions of cookies in an instant.” The men walked up to a cottage and entered. There they found a plate of fresh cookies waiting for them.

“This will be a test of stamina, not speed. But I wanted to make things a bit more interesting. Once the plate in front of you has been eaten, many more plates of cookies will spawn all over the North Pole. But there will be a plate with special properties to it once you start eating,” said David.

“What kind of properties?” asked Rafael.

“You will have to figure that out for yourself,” said David.

“How will a winner be crowned?” asked Vincent.

“David and I will be keeping track of how many cookies are eaten by the two of you. The contest will be over when neither of you can stomach another cookie. After that, David and I will crown a winner based on the number of cookies you each ate.” said Joseph.

“You may begin eating when ready,” said David and with a snap, him and Joseph were gone.

The two men sat down at the table in front of them facing each other. Rafael was the first one to reach for a cookie. “Well cheers I guess,” said Rafael.

“Cheers,” responded Vincent as he also grabbed a cookie. The two bit into the cookies and let out an “Mmm” in unison.

“These are so good!” said Rafael. He shoved the rest of the cookie into his mouth and grabbed at the pile again for more. “Are you sure you don’t want more?” asked Rafael in between bites.

“David said this contest was about stamina, not speed,” said Vincent.

“Suit yourself URP” Rafael burped as he rubbed his belly. As Vincent finished his first cookie, his eyes were brought to Rafael when he heard a low rumble coming from the man’s stomach. Suddenly, Vincent saw Rafael’s body began to inflate. The sleeves around his arms seemed to tighten, the buttons on his shirt tightened from his large pecs, his shirt riding up and revealing a large gut that pressed into the table.

“What the hell?!?” yelled Vincent as he saw the man gain about 50 pounds in a few seconds.

“Huh?” Rafael looked down at his body. He saw nothing but his bloated tits when he looked down. “Woah,” said Rafael in awe. He lifted his arm up and flexed it. He watched the strains of fabric be pushed to their limit as the ball of muscle grew.

“Dude…what did you do? You got-”

“Big.” Rafael continued to admire his body. Putting his hand under his newly grown pecs and feeling the weight of them. “I’m huge!” Rafael stopped groping himself and locked eyes with the table.

“But how? Is David doing some kind of magic on you?” Rafael reached his hand out to the table and grabbed a handful of cookies and shoved them into his mouth.

“Bigger,” was all that left his lips when another loud groan was heard from the man’s stomach. Rafael grew much quicker this time. His head slowly rose up as he smiled feeling the growth spread. His gut grew out onto the table. Inflating quickly like a yoga ball. A loud “POP” rang through the air as his top button flew across the room. One by one, each button revealed more and more the man’s glorious chest. Each pec reaching the size of suitcases and continued to gain pounds. Another loud sound was heard by the men as Rafael’s fat ass ripped apart his pajamas. His ass and thunder thighs shredding the fabric like a piece of paper. With his pants gone, Rafael’s cock was freed, and it flopped down onto the floor under the man’s rounded belly. The beast lengthening under the table toward Vincent as it was now well over 6 feet long and thicker than .

Seeing that the giant was growing closer to him, Vincent stood up from his seat and backed away from him. “Rafael! You need to stop growing!” As his transformation continued, Vincent heard a loud crash as the giant’s ass hit the ground. The chair that had been supporting him had snapped like a twig under his growing weight.

“So big,” said Rafael as his transformation came to a halt. He was sitting on the ground and was a head taller than Vincent. His own head just inches away from the ceiling of the cottage they were in. “I need more!” said Rafael as he reached for the tray of cookies.

“More?! Rafael you can’t be serious? You can’t even fit through the door!” screamed Vincent as he tried to grab the cookies before Rafael could, but it was too late.

“Vincent, I’ve always wanted to be bigger.” Rafael grabbed the cookies and threw them all back into his open mouth. “Besides, David can fix whatever we do with magic.” With a gulp, the cookies hit the behemoths belly. “Yes! More!” Rafael began to grow again. Every inch of him packing on 50 pounds per second. His stomach charging forward toward Vincent like a locomotive as his head hit the ceiling. Under his impressive stomach, Rafael’s cock also lurched forward. Pressing Vincent into the wall behind him.

“Rafael! Please stop and let me get out!” Vincent felt the now 9-foot-long cock continue to pulse with growth as the weight pushed against him.

“Too late little guy,” said Rafael as his head started cracking the ceiling. Vincent looked up for a moment as the cock pinned him to the wall only to see a ballooning belly be pushed into his face.

From the outside of the house, the walls seemed to bulge out in every direction. The first sight of Rafael’s body was his head poking out of the ceiling of the cottage. Next his massive belly and cock took their toll on the wall and they spilled out onto the snow outside. Then there was Rafael’s ass that had been steadily growing behind him. It pushed through the walls both behind it and on its side. Lastly to burst free were his arms. On each side of the cottage, his arms broke down the walls and brought themselves into a double bicep flex. Finally the entire cottage was brought down as his pecs broke the remaining parts of the roof that hadn’t been destroyed by his head and shoulders bursting through.

Holding tightly to the head of Rafael’s cock, Vincent fell out onto the snow as the growing dick grew. He shimmied his way out from under the behemoth and stood up to see Rafael. He was a true giant. Sitting down, he was easily two stories tall, if not three, and looked like he weighed two tons. A lot of that weight was in his fat gut. The orb of a belly was far taller than Vincent was. It was like he had swallowed a car.

“Haha, now we’re talking,” laughed Rafael as he groped his newly grown body. “I’m so massive. But I want to be bigger.” Vincent heard the giant’s deep voice and remembered the other cookies that David had put out across the North Pole. In an instant, Rafael’s big body got up from the ground and began sprinting and looking down for more plates of cookies. “I need MORE!”

“I’ve gotta find another plate of cookies before he gets any bigger.” Vincent started running toward the Naughty and Nice building he was just in. Rushing in and looking around for a platter of cookies. Seeing nothing, he ran out another door and sitting just outside the door on a pedestal was an even bigger plate of cookies. “Yes! I beat him here!” said Vincent as he began shoveling cookie after cookie into his mouth.

“Hey Vincent!” came a shout from the distant. Vincent turned his head as he continued chewing on cookies.

“Oh no! He found me!” Vincent grabbed the plate of cookies and ran back into the building. Thunderous steps shook everything around Vincent as Rafael descended his huge body onto the building. Vincent saw his massive arm reach in through the door, but he was too far away for him to reach. Vincent still felt worried that Rafael could do what he did to that cottage and tear down this building to get to the cookies.

“Come on now Vincent. Christmas is about giving. So give me some of those cookies!” yelled Rafael as he looked inside the building.

“Why aren’t they working?” cried Vincent as he polished the last cookie off the plate. Right after the words left his mouth, he heard his stomach let out a low growl. “Oh.” Vincent’s belly quickly inflated inside his Christmas onesie. Rips forming all over his body as pounds were added on every second.

“This,” Vincent’s pecs ripped through the neck hole.

“Feels,” His ass burst apart the seat of his pants.

“So,” His cock ripping out the front of his pants with a nice pair of balls to match.

“Incredible!” His head skyrocketing toward the ceiling.

“Vincent, what’s going on in there?” asked Rafael from outside the door. He couldn’t see clearly into the room, but suddenly his nose was met with a wall of flesh.

“Bigger.” Rafael backed away from the door and saw cracks forming in the walls.

“Bigger!” Vincent’s cock lurched out the doorway and hit Rafael. Landing him on his ass.

“BIGGER!” Vincent’s entire body broke out from the building, leaving it in ruins. Rafael looked up at the new giant that Vincent had become. From the bottom up, Vincent’s cock was bigger than a house with balls bigger than cars. His hairless gut resembled the size of blimp and above it sat two massive slabs of meat known as pecs. Each one was bigger than 18-wheelers and twice as thick. Vincent’s head was now higher than any building around them in the North Pole.

“He’s massive!” Rafael got up out of the snow and reveled in Vincent’s size.

“Haha. I see why you were so eager to get your hands on more of those cookies. The feeling you get when you grow is indescribable,” said Vincent as he brought one of his biceps up and flexed. The ball of muscle growing bigger than Vincent’s own head.

“I’ve gotta find more,” said Rafael under his breath. He looked around and saw the workshop they had just been in for the train exercise. Scrambling to get there, he ripped off the roof to see another tray of cookies, this time on a golden plate.

“Hey! You get back here!” yelled Vincent as he ran towards Rafael. Rafael looked back and saw Vincent lunging toward him. He turned his back to Vincent and swallowed all of the cookies in one gulp. He threw the plate into the snow as he felt a new transformation coming on. “Gotcha!” said Vincent as he grabbed onto Rafael’s smaller shoulders.

“Not for long,” said Rafael. He straightened his back as his body sored into the sky. Rafael’s ass was the only thing that Vincent could see growing. The already fat ass quickly bulged back into Vincent’s cock. Vincent instantly felt his cock harden as Rafael’s ass plumped up bigger and bigger. He couldn’t resist and shoved his cock head into Rafael’s ass.

“Fuck” yelled Rafael as Vincent penetrated him. His own cock getting hard as he felt his ass grow further back into the cock.

“I’m sorry man. I’ve been eying your ass ever since we got here and the way it was growing, I had to fuck it,” said Vincent as he started to thrust more of his cock into Rafael’s welcoming hole.

“You’re good. I have to admit that I did think you were cute when we appeared in the North Pole.”

“And now?”

“Now? You’re fucking hot!” Rafael’s transformation seemed to subside as the two of them got started full on fucking. Rafael had stopped at just a bit bigger than Vincent, but he didn’t mind. Vincent’s 20-foot-long cock was big enough to satisfy the 60-foot-tall man. Vincent picked up the pace as he thrusted harder and harder into Rafael. The indent of his cock being seen bulging out of Rafael’s stomach.

In the midst of their hot sex session, Vincent looked down and saw the plate of cookies that Rafael had tossed to the side from his previous growth spurt. It was now full! Vincent smirked as he leaned over, grabbed the plate of cookies, poured them into his free hand, and fed them to Rafael as he moaned.

“Gobble these up for me.” Rafael didn’t need to be told twice. He swallowed the cookies with ease and smiled as he heard a familiar gurgle from his stomach. Rafael again shot up in height.

“Bigger!” shouted Rafael. His body bulged out in all directions. His gut plowed forward destroying the toy factory below as his ass bubbled out behind him. Vincent was met with Rafael’s ass growing tighter and tighter on his cock. Vincent’s thrusting became animalistic as he grabbed Rafael’s fat ass cheeks in his hands. Massaging and squeezing them, Vincent couldn’t hold the flood gates back any longer.

“Fuuuuuuuuuck!” cried Vincent as his balls seized up and cum filled Rafael’s already enormous belly. Vincent’s torrent of jizz seemed endless as Rafael continued to grow both from the cookies and the slow filling of his guts. Rafael felt Vincent’s jets start to lighten up as his growth tapered off.

“That’s all you got pretty boy?” challenged Rafael. Vincent himself felt his balls beginning to empty as the cum shots began to slow down. He looked down at his hand and saw the plate. It was full of cookies again.

“It refills itself!” A devilish grin sprouted on Vincent’s face. He threw his hand back into his mouth, swallowing the plate and all. “Be ready for the fucking of a century big guy!” Vincent heard a gurgle from his stomach and resumed ramming his cock into Rafael.

Rafael felt Vincent’s cock begin thrusting into him again, with more passion than ever. Each thrust felt like Vincent was going deeper and deeper every time. “Now you’re talking!” He felt Vincent’s cum shots regain their previous strength. Rafael’s belly now growing much faster as cum flooded his system. Everything took a turn when Rafael saw the imprint of Vincent’s dick in his already massive stomach. Each thrust pushing out further and further as he continued to be filled up like a cum balloon.

“What are you gonna do now? Vincent just ate the magic plate and he’s growing out of control,” said Joseph. David and Joseph were watching the entire display go down from a couch. Each of them naked and jerking each other’s cocks

“Oh don’t you worry about that. In a little bit, Vincent’s cum should be meeting the cookies that Rafael ate,” said David

“Why does that matter?” asked Rafael.

“It’s milk. There will always be the combo of milk and cookies, not just cookies. When Vincent’s “milk” soaks the cookies, they reactivate themselves. So as long as Vincent keeps cumming, Rafael will grow with him,” replied David as he jerked his cock. “Now watch. I think things are about to get good.”

Vincent had begun growing and hadn't stopped. Merely muttering “More” and “Bigger” as his body expands across the North Pole. The pair feel the ice cracking below them as their weight becomes too much even for the ice to handle them. Rafael meanwhile is becoming more and more ball like while Vincent’s jizz seems unending.

“Vincent! You’ve gotta pull out! I feel like I’m gonna explode!” yelled Rafael as his limbs disappeared into his growing belly. Vincent in such a faze of lust could barely register that Rafael was talking. It was only when the ice below them broke when Vincent came back to reality.

“Huh? Oh yeah. Sorry little guy.” Vincent pulled his growing cock out from Rafael’s ass and spun the orbs around so that he could see his face. “I got a little carried away. Guess that can happen when you’re the biggest being in existence” Vincent’s cock seemed to stop shooting jets as the cold water below him cooled him off. His body continued to grow away from the Rafael ball. His body crushing mountains all over the North Pole without him even knowing. Vincent picked up Rafael as he shrank below him. Becoming lighter and lighter in his hands. “How do you feel?” asked Vincent as he put Rafael in one of his palms.

“Like I could explode. I don’t feel so- UUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP” Rafael let out the biggest burp anyone had ever heard. It could be felt at all corners of the globe, but then it started. He was growing and he was growing fast. He quickly outgrew the giant’s hand and he landed in the Northern Atlantic Ocean. Sending tidal waves out from his body. Rafael’s body regaining its shape as his limbs reappear and quickly approaching Vincent’s size.

“Who were you calling little guy, little guy?” said Rafael as his size surpassed Vincent’s. Each of their bodies effortlessly crushing the Northern Hemisphere. Unaware of their own size, the two resumed their fucking. Both growing in spurts as they outgrew the whole Earth.

“Ouch!” cried Vincent as something struck the back of his head. He looked back and saw that he had bonked his head on the moon. Grabbing the satellite in his hand and watching it shrink in his hands as the two men watched the Earth fade away. One by one, every planet passed by the two planet sized men.

“How much bigger are we gonna get?” asked Rafael as Vincent continued to cum inside him.

“I don’t know, but I don’t care! Keep it going! I want to be bigger than the whole galaxy!” yelled Vincent as another spurt came over him. Rafael simply smiled as he accepted his new reality of being pumped full of cum just for his body to break it down and make him grow bigger. It’s gonna be a happy life.

Batman Butler for a Day

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After Batman auctions off his services as a butler, he's in for a surprise with who won the auction. A commission for @tevieskam on twitter.

Contains: Growth, Muscle Theft, Shrinking, Teasing, Footplay, Inflation

Batman rang the doorbell and sighed. “I can’t believe Alfred convinced me to do this.” Bruce Wayne had held a charity ball and one of the auction items was “One Afternoon of Batman as your Butler”. Begrudgingly, Bruce had agreed to it after Alfred told him he could never wait on another person like him. Damn his ego for wanting to prove him wrong. Now he was tapping his foot waiting for whoever lived in this house to answer the door. “Where is this Lawrence Crock anyways?”

“Right here Bats.” The door swung open to reveal a man clad in a tight spandex uniform and pads on his elbows, knees, and chest. 

“Sportsmaster!” Batman raised his fist ready to attack, but before he could react, a green beam shot out from the doorway making his body tingle. “What are you doing here? Where’s Lawrence Crock?!”

“I’m right here.” Sportsmaster spun a ray gun in his hand and blew off the barrel like he was in an old western. “And I paid good money to have Batman as my butler for the day.” A devilish smile spread across his face. Both of them were 6’2, but Batman was beginning to have to crane his neck up to look him eye to eye.

“What did you do to me?” Batman keeled over as a weight pushed him down. He held his stomach and his once skin tight armor was now bunching up against his torso. Looking up at Sportsmaster, his head seemed to be rising up above him.

“Just a little thing I loaned from Bane.” Crusher raised up his arms and flexed. Sportsmaster had always been buff, but his biceps were swelling before their eyes. The pads on his elbows snapped off as his biceps inflated like basketballs followed quickly by his knee pads. His thickening legs made quick work of them.

Batman looked up at him and his vision was obscured as his cowl now drooping down over his tiny head. “You’re taking my size!” screamed Batman. Looking at his hands, his gloves were quickly deflating as his arms receded back towards his body. 

“Congrats, world's greatest detective finally figured it out. Get used to it, tiny.” Sportsmaster arched his shoulders back and flexed his pecs. His padding on his chest shot right off and slammed into the shrinking superhero. Bringing up his hands to his chest, he marveled at each of his meaty pecs.

“I will not stand for this!” Batman pushed off the chest pad from him and stared up at Sportsmaster that now towered over him. He must’ve been at least 8 feet tall and stronger than any bodybuilder. His already tight purple football jersey now looked like it was painted onto his skin. Each muscle and bulge could be made out easily on the supervillain’s body. “I don’t care how much money you gave to the charity, I am not gonna be your butler!” Batman stood up and he felt like a child in adult clothes the way his suit hung off of him. 

“You don’t have a choice, tiny.” Sportsmaster kneeled down and tore off Batman’s now oversize costume and revealed a man that was only a few inches tall. With a devilish grin, Sportmaster plucked the tiny hero from the sea of fabric and held him in his hand. He was the size of an action figure to him now. “And from now on, my name is Big Daddy. Understand?” 

“Yes Big Daddy.” said Batman through gritted teeth. 

“Much better. Now put these on. They might actually fit you now that you’re a bug.” Sportsmaster picked up a small goon outfit like one you would put on a doll and handed it to Batman.

Putting on the new uniform, he could finally get a grip on how big he was now. Putting on the football jersey, he saw his musculature had all but disappeared and he was skin and bones now. And Sportsmasters towering form was added to the fact that he was only about 6 inches tall now.

Sportsmaster grinned again, seeing his nemesis in his own gear. “That’s a good look on you little guy. Now, your first duty as my butler for the day is to massage these feet.” Sportsmaster kicked off his cleats and crossed his legs on the stool in front of him. Batman groaned and sulked his way over to his master.

Looking up at Sportsmaster’s big feet, Batman winced as he touched the stinky paws. “Mmm that’s it, squirt. These puppies needed a good rub down.”  His feet had clearly grown along with the rest of him. Each one could now easily cover Batman’s whole body. “Focus on my toes. I think I might’ve gotten some athletes foot the other day playing soccer with Riddler.” Sportsmaster leaned back in his chair and pushed his toes into Batman’s face. His big toe was bigger than a baseball and Batman’s fingers couldn’t even reach all the way around them; they were so thick. 

“Anything else, Big Daddy?” asked Batman as he kneaded Sportsmaster’s sweaty feet. 

“Once you’re done with that tiny, I need you to blow up a ball for me before I go to the gym. The pump is in the kitchen.” 

“Yes big daddy,” said Batman as he let go of Sportsmaster’s feet. As he walked off, he shuddered at the stench that emanated from Sportsmaster’s feet. Walking into the kitchen, Batman saw a bicycle pump propped up against the wall. “I see the pump, but where’s the ball?”

“Come here and I’ll show you!” Batman rolled his eyes and grabbed the pump. At his much smaller size, it was like he was carrying a car over his head. Trudging back into the living room, he dragged the pump to Sportsmaster. 

“Where’s the ball?” asked Batman as he panted out of breath.

“Right here.” In one quick motion, Sportsmaster grabbed Batman off the ground and put him in a headlock pinned between his bulging bicep and forearm. 

Batman’s eyes went wide when the tube went in his mouth and down his throat. “Big daddy! What are you doing?!?” 

“Making me a ball for the gym.” Sportsmaster smirked as he started pumping up and down. Batman was shocked when he looked down to see his flat stomach rounding out.

“No. NO! I can’t be your ball!” Batman put his hands against his stomach as it rounded out. It had only been a few pumps, but he already looked like he’d swallowed a basketball that was quickly inflating into a beachball.

“You can and you will, little guy.” Sportsmaster continued to pump and Batman’s bloated stomach was spilling into his chest that was also beginning to round out. His entire torso was becoming spherical as his uniform stretched up and his distended belly button was revealed.

“Please Big Daddy. I don’t want to be your ball,” pleaded Batman as his arms and legs started sinking into his growing form. 

“Too bad Bats. I’m playing 1 on 1 with Plasticman today and he’ll get a kick out of this.” Sportsmaster finally stopped pumping once Batman’s hands and feet had practically disappeared into the orb of his body. Picking up his nemesis, Sportsmaster smiled with satisfaction as he plucked the tube from his mouth. “Actually, maybe we should stop by The Legend of Doom headquarters and let everyone tryout the Batball.” Sportsmaster dropped Batman to the ground only to have him bounce back up.

“URP! I’d prefer you to not!” Batman protested as Sportsmaster started to dribble him. 

“There’s no way Bats. You’re too good of a ball not to show you off.” Sportsmaster stopped dribbling and picked up a gym bag. “I just hope Joker doesn’t want to pop you.” And with that, Sportsmaster shoved Batman into the bag and walked out of the house excited for what the rest of the day would bring.

The Quest for Size

Part 3: The Hulking Himbo

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Now that the party is in full swing, the entertainment for the evening, the Hulking Himbo, is in a for a big surprise from a growing guest and an unchecked growth spurt might leave Triple B's in rubble.

Out struts a gentleman with long curly brown hair. A big bulge in his black jockstrap slapped his thighs as he walked. “Hello Triple B’s! How is everybody doin’ tonight?” shouted Jaren as the crowd cheered for him. He held up his massive arms in a double bicep pose and the crowd’s eyes got wide. His biceps were easily bigger than cannonballs and his big meaty chest stuck half a foot out from his chest. Jaren was not as muscular as Siv, but on his 7 '6 body, everything about him looked massive. “I heard we had some good, little size worshipers in the audience tonight. You like these massive muscles?” Jaren flexed his arms down and gritted his teeth as every muscle on his body bulged out toward the crowd. The crowd below was cheering and whistling as Jaren flexed and showed off for everyone. Many of them were throwing gold coins up on stage at the big man, inflating his ego even further.

“Show us that ass big guy!” shouted Kimlen as he chuckled at his friend dancing. Jaren looked down at the crowd and saw his little tabaxi friend standing at the bar with Siv and a tall hunky guy. Jaren smirked and turned around to boisterous applause as the crowd saw his massive ass. His large height already made his ass look bigger than soccer balls, but in his jock, his big cheeks were pushed to look even bigger.

“Fuck yeah big boy!” screamed some of the worshipers as they pushed Kimlen and Daladon out of the way to get a good view of Jaren. Throwing gold coins at the big man and some trying to put vouchers in the pouch of his jock. 

“I knew those guys would eat Jaren up if they liked me so much,” said Daladon as he and Kimlen made their way away from the crowd swarming Jaren. 

“With the cash cow that Jaren is, he’ll clean these guys out of all their money easily,” responded Kimlen sitting down at one of the tables in the back.

“We like to think of it as more of an investment than “getting cleaned out”,” came a voice from behind the pair. Daladon and Kimlen turned around to see an older human leaning against the wall next to the exit. He was wearing a similar purple suit to the rest of the foreigners except he had many more highlights of gold on the sleeves and pants. 

“And why would handing over hundreds of pieces of gold to a massive stripper be an investment to you?” asked Daladon in a sassy tone.

“Simple, my name is Carson Miatronic and I am one of the Deans at Grow University in Sizeopolis.” Both Kimlen and Daladon looked at each other with wide eyes at the hearing of the name. “I am to assume you’ve heard of me then if your faces are any indication. Nice to know that houses like mine are still well known all the way out here,” said the man as he slithered closer to the pair. Kimlen and Daladon looked at each other with their jaws agape. 

“Mr. Miatronic, it’s an honor. I’ve read many of your books on size enhancement and size imbuing and you are just…AH!” Kimlen was giddy with excitement as one his favorite authors was now sitting with them. 

“Oh you’ve read my books too? Hmm maybe this town has more potential than I initially thought,” said Mr. Miatronic. He pulled a chair out and sat in it with his legs crossed. “Let me buy you a drink for that, my good, um cat I think?” 

“Tabaxi actually sir,” said Kimlen with stars in his eyes. His hands pushed up on his cheeks as he gazed at the older gentleman.

“Yes yes, I’ve seen a few of you around the merchant districts in Sizeopolis.” Daladon raised his eyebrow at the human waving down one of the waiters. “Hello, could you get me a couple of funergy drinks for these two? And add a shot of Big Ass Energy to each. As well, get me a seer sunrise. Thank you.” 

“And Mr. Miatronic, while it is an honor, what are you doing here in Grimford? We rarely get visitors from Sizeopolis, let alone such high ranking members of the King’s court,” asked Daladon.

“Simple my boy. The King is always looking for big men in his kingdom and we at GrowU support him in that goal. So myself, as well as many of my fellow staff members go on tours between semesters to look for some of the largest bodies and brightest minds all over Gaya. However, typically we don’t engage in such…lood activities,” said Mr. Miatronic. The waiter brought two funergy drinks back and set them in front of Daladon and Kimlen. 

“Jaren tends to have that effect on people,” said Daladon reaching forward to grab the funergy drink that had a blue hew to its normal white color.

“So you two know the Hulking Himbo?” asked Mr. Miatronic. 

“We do. We’ve been friends for a few years now. And he’s been working here since as both a bartender and the entertainment,” said Kimlen.

“I can imagine his popularity considering he’s the only person in town who seems to have any real size to him. Other than maybe your other bartender.” They peered over at Siv, shaking up some drinks for the customers.

“Yeah, Mr. Drucian has a huge gym downstairs that they all religiously workout in,” said Daladon, taking a sip of his funergy drink. While still just as delicious as before, this one had a kick to it. Similar to the shot that had grown his junk to its current massive size. Daladon blinked in surprise as he felt himself being pushed further forward in his chair. Looking behind him, he saw his already plump bubblebutt bulge outwards in his booty shorts. 

“Woah.” Daladon looked over to see Kimlen as he was having the same reaction as him while drinking the funergy. “This feels weird.” The relatively slim Tabaxi got up out of his chair when he felt his pants tightening around his ass. Looking back and turning to the side, he saw his flat ass start to swell outwards. Daladon peered over to see Kimlen had downed the funergy drink in one gulp. 

“Have you two never had a Big Energy drink? These are some of the simplest potions out there,” said Mr. Miatronic. He crossed his leg as he took a sip of his purple drink in his hands. Looking at the Tabaxi’s ass swelling bigger and bigger. “And it seems you have the right genes for it.” Kimlen grabbed his pants and tried to adjust them as he felt the discomfort growing stronger. He grabbed at his growing cake and gasped at how big of a handful he could take. 

“Grimford isn’t exactly known for anything to do with Mr. Miatronics. Jaren is the only one who has any sort of notable size, but he’s just a really tall human. Nothing like a giant or anything.” 

Mr. Miatronic peered over at Jaren still dancing on stage collecting coins from his colleagues. “I hate to be the one to break it to you, but your friend’s a hobbit.” 

“What?” yelped Kimlen as he felt his dick get strangled in his pants as his ass continued to bubble backwards. 

“Trust me boys, call it a wizard’s intuition, your friend is a gigantic hobbit,” said Mr. Miatronic as he finished his purple drink. His eyes shining back at Daladon. “He definitely has some giant in him if I’ve ever seen one.” Daladon turned to Jaren and stared at him for a moment. He had known Jaren only since they were teenagers. He never talked about his family or where he came from before Grimford so nobody ever really asked. “Besides, you’ve got these studs walking around here selling the drinks.” Mr. Miatronic’s voice broke Daladon from his train of thought and saw Mr. Miatronic caressing one of the asses of one of the waiters. 

“Those guys? I thought your Sizemologist brought them. They aren’t from Grimford.” stated Daladon.

“No, the Sizemologist was dispatched from Sizeopolis with the rest of us. They never bring anyone with them,” said Mr. Miatronic, looking at Daladon puzzled.

“Oh he definitely did. I saw-” Daladon was cut off by a loud rip. Him and Mr. Miatronic turned to Kimlen to see the tabaxi’s pants almost completely ripped off. His big ass was now on full display for everyone to see. Each of the cheeks were the size of basketballs. 

“I think that Big Ass Energy was a bit much for me,” said Kimlen as he saw his pants in tatters on the floor. He put his paws down to try and cover himself up, but both his hands barely blocked any of his massive bubble butt.

“Kimlin!” Daladon shot up from his seat and got behind his friend. Giving him a shield from the back. However, he couldn’t do much for the side angles due to how far back Kimlen’s ass stuck out. “I’m sorry Mr. Miatronic. I need to get my friend home. I think he’s had a bit too much to drink and he needs some pants.”

“I’m so sorry Mr. Miatronic. I promise I’m not normally like this. Or grow like this.” Kimlen said backing up into Daladon as they simultaneously turned so Daladon and Kimlen were now facing the bar. “I don’t wanna go home. I know one of the big guys has something that will fit me downstairs. Let’s go behind the bar,” whispered Kimlen as they walked up to the bar. 

Bruce and Siv were both watching Jaren expertly work the crowd and get plenty of gold and vouchers for riches and jewels. Turning to see Kimlen and Daladon walking up to the bar, Siv noticed how close Daladon was standing behind Kimlen. “Hey guys. Dal, you're already testing out the effects of that Big Dick Energy drink?” asked Siv as he furrowed his brow.

“Not me, But Kimlen had a little too much Big Ass Energy!” whisper shouted Daladon from the other end of the bar. Turning their profile to the side, Bruce and Siv saw how Kimlen’s ass was exposed and bubbled out behind him.

“Woah…nice!” yelled Bruce as he stood up and got beside Daladon to cover part of Kimlen’s ass.

“Bruce, I can feel your hand…” said Kimlen as he waddled toward the entrance to behind the bar.

“That’s not me!” Bruce winded up his arm and spanked Kimlen’s big fuzzy cheek aa he smiled. “That was me.” Kimlen yelped at the sudden slap from Bruce. 

“Wait, Daladon Pentorn, get that thought out of your brain!” Kimlen slapped his friend’s hand.

“Sorry Kimlen. The funergy is kicking in.” Daladon gave Kimlen’s ass a little pinch and then slapped him back behind the bar. 

“Damn, you did get caked up Kimlen,” stated Siv as he saw Kimlen’s ass on full display. His tail wagging frantically behind him. “I’ve got some shorts that can stretch to fit that ass in. Might be loose around the legs though.”

“Thanks Siv. I’ll see if I can squeeze into something.” Kimlen stuck his ass out and started to descend down the ladder. The entire group stared at the fat cheeks wobbling as Kimlen stepped down the ladder into the depths of Triple B’s. 

“Ya know, I’m gonna go see if he needs any help with getting into those shorts.” Bruce scrambled towards the back of the bar and down the ladder after Kimlen. His pants hugging tightly against his body as his hard on was visible to both Siv and Daladon.

“Hey there stranger!” yelled a voice from behind Daladon and Siv. “Haven’t seen you around these parts, big guy!” All eyes were on Daladon as he emerged from behind the bar. Jaren was smiling and holding his hand out to him from the stage. “Mind if I show these out of town bigwigs how to properly worship a big guy? Like us.”

“Oh, I don’t think you want me on stage with you big guy. I can’t compete with a guy your size,” said Daladon with blushing cheeks as he backed into Siv standing right behind him.

“Nonsense. With a bulge as big as that in the front and back, you are maybe rivaling me in size.” Daladon was so distracted by Kimlen’s accident with his pants that he didn’t notice just how big his lower half was now. His bulge was massive between how hefty his balls felt after drinking so many funergy drinks. As well, the Big Dick Energy shots hadn’t helped the tightness of his booty shorts. And his already fat ass had blossomed back into an even bigger dump truck that must’ve stuck out behind Daladon by almost a foot. 

Daladon craned his neck back to Siv and spoke in a whisper. “Is he really gonna make me be the little guy even at this size?”

“You know he likes making huge guys feel small just as much as he likes making small guys feel even smaller,” whispered back Siv. “Awe he’s shy folks! Maybe he needs a little encouragement!” shouted Siv followed by boisterous applause.

“Give him a Big Bara Energy on my tab!” shouted one of the men from the crowd. 

“Ah, how fitting! Get me one too Siv. Also on his tab.” Jaren glared his eyes down at the patron and flexed his massive pecs at the man. The man couldn’t help but nod at Jaren’s unrelenting gaze. Jaren smirked and cocked his chin at Siv. “Here, my good man, come on stage and show these guys what big really is.” Jaren again reached his hand out for Daladon’s.

Daladon looked back up at Jaren and smirked. “I’m gonna milk this for everything he’s got then,” whispered Daladon. “Sure Mr. Hulking Himbo. I’d be more than happy to be up on stage with you. Compare how big I am to a small guy like you.” Jaren raised his eyebrow as Daladon walked forward and grabbed his hand to pull himself up onto the stage.

 “You play a dangerous game, Dal. Hey Sam! I need two Baras!” Siv shouted back at Sam who already had the shots ready. Siv walked the shots up onto the stage for the big guys that towered above him. “Here are your shots, gentlemen.” Daladon and Jaren both took the cyan colored liquid that bubbled in the shot glass. 

“To the biggest guys in town,” shouted Jaren, raising his glass in the air.

“To the man with the biggest dick in town,” replied Daladon with a smirk as he gulped his glass down with ease.

“We’ll see how long that lasts.” Jaren followed suit, gulping down his own shot of Big Bara Energy. Jaren put his glass down and already saw the effects taking place in Daladon’s body. His pecs in his tight crop top started to bulge forwards and out. His shoulders broadened on his frame as his textbook pecs grew to be the size of throw pillows. The sleeves around his arms began to tighten as his biceps and triceps grew. The peak of his bicep grew higher in the hole that exposed it as Daladon hit a double bicep pose.

Jaren felt his own body throbbing bigger and bigger with every heartbeat. His skin stretched as he felt his muscles tighten and swell as he flexed his body. He felt his forearms strickening as veins snaked along it. Feeling his muscles tense up bigger and bigger. “Now big guy, why don’t I show you how big guys like to be treated here in Grimford. Or give an example to our lovely audience of how I like to be treated as a big man.”

Jaren pulled up a chair he had off stage. Daladon knew that chair well. It was one of the few chairs that Jaren’s big body could fit in. He planted his big ass down on the chair and leaned back against the back of the chair. Opening up his legs to expose his hefty bulge to Jaren and the crowd. “I’m sure I know what it’s like to be treated as the bigger man a lot better than you, tiny,” said Daladon with a smirk as he used one of his hands to bounce his bulge in his tight booty shorts.

Jaren’s eyebrow furrow had grown into a scowl as this stranger continued to poke his buttons. “No sir. I don’t believe you do know how a big man really likes it.” Jaren leaned down and shoved the stranger’s shoulders back into the chair. He smirked as he saw the audience drooling with anticipation. 

Jaren’s hand traveled down Daladon’s chest as he tugged at the crop top he was in. Watching his massive chest bob up and down. Jaren turned around and glided his body onto Daladon’s. Jaren rolled his own massive ass across the throbbing bulge. Daladon couldn’t resist the massive V-frame eclipsing the light in front of him. His hands traveled up Jaren’s waist, feeling every bulge and dip he could. 

Jaren’s rhythmic thrusts and rolls began to pick up speed. The audience roared louder than usual as Jaren’s body looked pumped up. A feeling rushed over Jaren’s body as Daladon smirked and grabbed Jaren’s meaty bubble butt. Jaren could feel his jock starting to tighten around his own large piece of meat. 

The crowd was loving the show the two big men were putting on. They had resumed throwing coins and vouchers up onto the stage as Jaren danced. Every dance and every coin thrown filled Jaren’s body with a thirst for more. Jaren stood up, turned to face Daladon, and started thrusting his big package into Daladon’s face. The bulge thickened and pulsed larger with every thrust forward into Daladon’s face. The black cloth stretched further and further across Daladon’s face every time he made contact. 

Daladon didn’t know exactly what was going on. Jaren always did this bit with either the smallest guy or biggest guy in the bar. Daladon usually was on the receiving end for the humiliation aspect in the smaller scenario, but even when he was smaller, he didn’t remember Jaren’s bulge getting so big. He normally just got hard, but this felt a lot bigger than Jaren just hard. Jaren looked down on Daladon and smiled devilishly to himself. Turning his attention to the crowd that looked on with pleading eyes. As if to beg for Jaren to get even bigger. Lucky for them, his body listened. 

Jaren had never felt so good as his body stretched and ballooned on stage. Looking down again at Daladon, he was met with a blocked view from his big pecs. Jaren had to get on his knees to see Daladon. Only to shove his massive pecs into Daladon’s face. Daladon had throw pillow pecs, but Jaren was developing king pillow pecs that stuck out almost two feet away from his body. 

Daladon was in a state of shock. He’s seen Jaren do this act dozens of times, but he never remembered Jaren actually growing like this. Even in his shocked state, Daladon had to drool at the muscle god growing on top of him. 

Jaren could’t stop growing larger and larger and no part of him wanted to. Jaren heard the uproar from the audience as his body surged bigger and bigger. He felt his cock tightening even more as he felt the coins hitting his body feel smaller and smaller. Engrossed in the power he was wielding between having the whole audience in his thrall to this big stranger put to shame as he doubled his size. 

“Wow, big guy. I’ve never seen you grow that big. Bravo Jaren.” Daladon reached forward and groped his friend’s pecs.

“Jaren!?!” Jaren got onto his knees and pressed his big pecs deeper into Daladon. Smothering his whole face in them. “How do you know my real name?” Jaren angrily whispered down at Daladon. 

“What? You don’t recognize me either? I’m convinced you never get a good look at my face from all the way up there,” said Daladdon as he poked his head up between Jaren’s pec valley.

Jaren squinted his eyes down at the once big man pinned down beneath his pecs. “I got nothing. Were you an old hook up of mine?” asked Jaren. Daladon rolled his eyes. As he reached down and tugged on Jaren’s big nipple.

“Who else knows how to tease you quite like this?” Daladon smirked as Jaren’s face contorted into a face of realization as he saw Daladon’s subtle features shine through his face. 

“No way…little guy, how did you get this big?” Jaren leaned his body back and let Daladon get some space to breathe.

“I might’ve had a few drinks tonight. So what?” Daladon tugged his body up using Jaren’s nipples as a support. Jaren felt his cock pulse again as Daladon teased his engorged nipples. His jock was getting more and more cramped as his growing cock began to get hard. 

“Daladon, you can’t tease me like this on stage.” Jaren loudly moaned that made the crowd cheer even louder for the big man as his bulge started growing up towards between his pecs. Daladon stood up beside him and turned to face the crowd with Jaren behind him. While Jaren was on his knees, he still came up just under Daladon’s head.

“Why not Himbo? I thought we were showing this audience how to worship a growing man like me?” Daladon arched his back and pressed his impressive ass onto Jaren’s massive meat that felt like a two-liter bottle of soda was wedged between his cheeks. “Or was it how you like to be worshiped, big guy?” Daladon smiled and flexed his cheeks around Jaren’s monster cock as it bucked in his jock.

With a loud low moan, Jaren’s eyes shot open as he felt cool air hit his cock. The big piece of meat flopped up and hit his pecs. His balls landed on the ground with a loud thud as the soccer sized balls rolled out of the destroyed fabric. The audience stood there staring at Jaren with their mouths hanging open. The room was silent as even Sam and Siv’s jaws hung on the ground.

“That is so fucking hot!” cried one of the audience members in the back as the entire crowd erupted in praise of Jaren’s body. Tearing through their pockets to throw everything they had to the giant man. Jaren’s surprised expression brightened into a smile as he started to flex. His giant cock spurting out a bit of pre as he did.

While he had loved the display that Jaren had put on and had his own hardons in his pants, Siv couldn’t let Jaren stay on the stage like that. Rearranging his pants, he strode up onto the stage and stood in front of Jaren’s massive cock. “Looks like the Hulking Himbo might’ve gotten a little too Hulked out if you know what I mean.” Siv tried to laugh it off as the crowd looked up at the red dragonborn with confusion. 

“Siv! Come on man! I have them eating out of the palm of my hand,” whispered Jaren behind Siv.

“Jaren! No. You know why you can’t be naked on stage. Especially with these Sizeopolis guys here today. My dad and I don’t need them hitting us with fines for anything.” Siv turned to whisper to Jaren only to turn back smiling at the audience.

“But I’ll just pay the fines with all of this dough.” Jaren scraped his hand across the stage and picked up plenty of gold coins in his hands.

“Jaren-” Siv breathed deeply for a second. “Just get your ass downstairs. Now!” Jaren knew Siv well enough to know when to listen to him. 

“Sorry folks! This big himbo needs a clean up on aisle 69.” Jaren stood up to his now full height and saw how much he towered over everyone now. He was lucky that the ceiling over the stage was two stories, otherwise he would’ve punched his head right through the wood. Looking down, his pecs blocked a lot of his view of what was beneath and he was having troubling seeing where he stepped. 

“I’ll help with that clean up!” shouted Daladon as he reached up and grabbed Jaren’s hand and pulled it towards the stage exit. Jaren lumbered his big body off the stage and his footfalls actually echoed through the bar as he walked down the stairs. “Jaren! What in the lords happened to you?!? Why are you this big?” asked Daladon.

“I don’t know. I just got bigger. Maybe it was the shots?” replied Jaren as they disappeared into the homestead of Jaren and Siv below Triple B’s. 

“The shots got me this big and I’m pretty sure I’ve had more than you. You’re over double your normal size. That’s not it!” Daladon turned to look at Jaren practically crawling into the living room from how much he had to hunch over. “And there weren’t any shots that made you taller. This is something else.”

“Alright alright.” Jaren plopped his fat ass down on the ground of his living room below the bar and leaned back against the wall. His fluffy brown hair brushing against the ceiling. “I have this…thing. It happens sometimes when I get turned on.” Jaren’s eyes motioned down to his 6 foot long cock waving in the air like a flag pole. 

“Jaren, I’ve seen you turned on. I’ve seen you a lot more turned on than you are today, but you’ve never grown into a giant!” Jaren cracked a smile and his cock twitched with life.

“No I haven’t, but lords do I wish I had.” Jaren brought his big bicep up to his head and kissed it. “This is the biggest I’ve ever gotten from one of my little growth spurts.” Jaren looked down and saw Daladon admiring his big body. “We’ve been talking a lot about me, but you’re so big that I didn’t even recognize you. What happened to you little guy?”

“Oh, um I met this one guy on my way home from work and he gave me this singlet that when I wear it, it makes me bigger,” said Daladon tugging at his tight booty shorts. “Well it was a singlet when I put it on, then it changed into this.”

“Who was this man who gave you this magical singlet?” asked Jaren as he examined his friend’s new measurements.

“The Sizemologist working the bar with Siv. His name is Sam and he has a whole shop full of tons of different things that make people grow. He was the one that made all the shots we had on stage.” Daladon hit a double bicep pose and popped his pecs for Jaren. “And I’m pretty sure this singlet will stretch to accommodate growing. See,” Daladon turned around and exposed his fat ass to Jaren. The singlet had already given him a big ass, but with that shot from Mr. Miatronic, it had inflated bigger than his head. His tight shorts had stretched to fit his beach ball sized ass cheeks inside. He slapped his ass and it was like a wave washed over the fleshy orb. It wobbled for a few seconds before settling back into its round form.

“Mmphh fuck Dal,” grunted Jaren as his body swelled bigger. His cock jumped a foot in size and was almost bursting through the ceiling. He slouched himself forward so his head wouldn’t shoot into the bar upstairs as his legs extended into the wall on the opposite side of the room. His muscles filled up more of the space in the room. His arms and legs spread out further to accommodate his thighs and biceps swelling against him. His pecs obscuring almost his entire view with his traps pressed into his ears on either side of him. “Dal, I just told you I grow when I’m turned on. If you show me your ass like that again, I might grow back onto the stage.”

Daladon gawked at the even bigger Jaren. “I didn’t think you would grow from just that.”

“I normally wouldn’t but something about tonight is…different. When you teased me on stage, it wasn’t like a normal show. I needed to be bigger than you. I am always the biggest. And with there being no one coming anywhere close to my size in Grimford, I was finally excited to see some real competition,” moaned Jaren as his body grew again. The room was quickly being filled with all of Jaren’s body. He had begun to push furniture out of the way as he swelled. Jaren’s cock left a trail of pre on the ceiling as it slid across it.

“Okay, we need to get you to shrink back down. Or at least stop you from growing anymore so you don’t destroy the whole bar.”

“There are only two ways I know to shrink myself back down after one of these episodes. One is taking a cold shower and coming down from being horny, which can’t happen because I can’t even fit in the bathroom let alone the shower. The other is jerking off and getting it all out of my system.”

“We can’t do that. That would flood the entire basement. Your balls have always been overproducers and I bet gold that they’ve only got fuller tonight.”

“I wouldn’t flood the place if I had a condom that could hold all of it,” said Jaren as he grinned at Daladon.

“There’s not a condom in Gaia that could…” Daladon felt Jaren’s big arm come behind him and pull his whole body closer to the giant’s cock. “Jaren, no! I can’t take that thing. It’s bigger than my whole body!” 

“You said that singlet could stretch for any type of growth.”

“The singlet can, not me though!”

“If that singlet changes into different articles of clothing and grows the person wearing it, I guarantee it won’t let you pop.” Jaren wrapped his massive fingers around Daladon’s torso and laid him down on his big chest. His 8 feet long cock looming above him.

“But I can’t take that monster! My ass grew a lot, but not that much!” Daladon rolled over and stared at the giant cock that was raining pre down on the two of them.

“You don’t have to take it. Just lick it a little bit. I’m so horny, I doubt it’ll take much.”

“Jaren-”

“Daladon pleeeease! I need to cum and we don’t have any other options.” Jaren looked down at Daladon with pleading eyes and a twitching lip.

“I hate that that works on me. Fine, I’ll do it. But I’m not promising I will swallow all the cum. Your balls haven’t just been growing from your little spurts, I think.” Daladon steadied himself as he raised his body up onto his knees. Jaren’s pecs were so thick that Daladon on his knees was still close to hitting the ceiling. 

Daladon reached up and ran his hand across Jaren’s shaft. “Fuuuuck!” moaned Jaren. Pre shots that could fill buckets splattered against the ceiling and his chest. “Dal, I’m about to burst! Get to the good part!” 

“I’m getting there big daddy, don’t worry,” mused Daladon as his tongue made contact with Jaren’s massive cock head. It was easily double the size of Daladon’s head and the slit could’ve fit a normal man’s arm inside. His lips danced gently across the surface and suddenly Daladon grunted as his head hit the ceiling. Like a tide rolling through his body, Jaren’s pecs surged Daladon’s body upward. His arms made contact with the walls beside them. His knees bent so his feet wouldn’t go through the wall on the other side of the living room. His cock exploded into Daladon’s face and threw him back.

“DAL!” shouted Jaren as his body filled the room to near capacity. He twisted and turned in frustration and his shoulders went so high up, they dented the ceiling. Daladon wrapped his arms as best he could around Jaren’s cock head looming above him grazing the ceiling. Using his big biceps, Daladon heaved Jaren’s cock down to eye level where he attached his lips to the slit. His cheeks bulged out from the steady stream of pre that flowed into his mouth. Daladon gripped tight to the ridges of Jaren’s head and swallowed the pre down. His already rounded out belly swelled bigger with no signs of stopping. The skin easily stretched out to the size of a yoga ball full of just pre.

“Fuuuuuck!” Jaren roared as his body swelled bigger again. As his pecs inflated against Daladon, they jumped up toward the ceiling and pinned Daladon between the 12 foot long growing python. “So…close,” panted Jaren. Daladon stayed suction cupped to Jaren’s slit and his growing belly pressed Jaren’s cock against the ceiling. 

With determination in his eyes, Daladon squeezed Jaren’s giant cock in his arms. He darted his tongue in and out of Jaren’s slit. He arched his back and smothered his belly against Jaren’s shaft. The sensations were becoming too much. “AAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!” roared Jaren. The entire building must’ve heard the moan from the giant as the dam broke and Daladon was met with a geyser of cum. 

Hanging on for dear life, Daladon tightly gripped Jaren’s head as the giant rhythmically bucked into the air. His fat ass landed on the ground practically causing an earthquake. The cum wasn’t coming out in shots, but as a steady stream from a fire hydrant. Daladon’s belly swelled from the size of a bean bag, to a couch, to a car in a few seconds and his skin effortlessly stretched to accommodate Jaren’s massive load. 

“Fuuuuck! Thank you for this little guy!” Jaren moaned so loud that the walls shook. He was cumming away his size. His extremely swollen muscles lost their pump and began to deflate from their massive state. His legs and back were able to straighten as he became shorter. Leaning back against the wall behind him, Jaren mused at the growing orb in front of him. “I told you that the singlet would protect you. I had a feeling someone put an inflater charm on it.” 

While Jaren had shrunk back down, Daladon seemed to replace the space Jaren’s titanic body had occupied. His belly was towering over the both of them rubbing against the ceiling. The doors to the kitchen, bedrooms, and back up to the bar had been covered by the swelling sphere. Daladon’s belly button had long since become an outie that was now shoved up against the opposing wall. With nowhere else to swell, his belly began to spread wider across the room. Pushing whatever furniture hadn’t been crushed by Jaren up against the walls.

Luckily for them, Jaren’s stream of cum was turning into shots. His shrinking body had slowed rapidly and his dick had shrunk far enough down that Daladon could fit the whole head inside his mouth. After a few last spurts of cum, Jaren’s balls were finally empty. And not a moment too soon. Daladon’s belly had no more room to grow. “That was incredible, Dal. We’ll need to try this again, but outside next time.” Jaren patted the big belly in front of him. He could feel all his cum sloshing around inside Daladon’s skin that was as tight as a drum.

Daladon spit out Jaren’s cock that was still at least 3 feet long and thicker than Daladon’s arm. “You’re welcome, Jaren, but we have a new problem now.” Daladon raised his arm and slapped his massive belly. Like a wave washing over the beach, his slap rippled across the massive cum filled orb. 

“It’s not a problem. I like the look on you.” Jaren leaned his body forward crushing Daladon against his own belly. Jaren’s arms spread and hugged the big belly. “You’re like a big balloon.”

“Jaren stop it. I can’t stay like this. Call Siv or Kimlen or Bruce and have them get Sam down here. I bet he knows how to fix this,” muffled Daladon trapped between a belly and a hard chest. Jaren ignored Daladon’s request and continued rubbing his body against the belly. 

“Don’t worry little guy. If I was right about the inflater charm, I bet I’m right about the juicing mechanism.” Jaren peered down at the smaller Daladon in his lap. He used his big hands and started feeling around for a button or switch anywhere on the fabric.

“The S glowed when I put it on if that helps in any way,” said Daladon and he tried to pull his tank top down his chest to reveal the golden S. 

“It does.” Jaren’s fingers felt around Daladon’s chest until he felt an indentation on the right pec. Pressing down, Jaren immediately saw the blue fabric extend down Daladon’s belly. Sealing Daladon’s back and belly inside again like a onesie. The giant now blue orb started to hum and shrink away. Daladon moaned as his belly receded back into him. 

Jaren held the rest of Daladon’s body in his arms as he transformed and shrank back down to a manageable size. His smaller friend’s body felt warm. Or maybe it was the singlet. Jaren could feel all the cum flowing from the emptying belly to the outfit like a battery was being charged. Even though Jaren had just cum, he could feel the energy reigniting his big balls.

“Mmm this feels incredible,” moaned Daladon. “Much better than just flushing it out of my system.” The ceiling and walls were no longer being eclipsed by the giant sphere. Daladon was relieved as the singlet reopened itself into a tank and booty shorts after it finished deflating him. “How’d you know about the stretchy function? And the juicing function? I just got this today and I didn’t even know about those.”

“I know a lot about these kinds of things. I’ll explain later,” said Jaren as he leaned down and kissed Daladon. Now that the crisis had been averted, Daladon saw that Jaren hadn’t shrunken back down to his original size. He must've been 12 feet tall still with how close his head still was to the ceiling sitting down. And his muscles, despite shrinking significantly from their hyper state before, were still making him a walking wall of mass. 

“Yeah, you both have a lot to explain,” came a voice. Daladon and Jaren’s heads snapped to the doorway leading to the bar to see Siv filling it.

“We can fill you in on a bit.” Their heads snapped again to Kimlen and Bruce emerging from bedrooms down the hall.

Daladon and Jaren looked at them then back at each other. “We might’ve gotten a little carried away,” said Jaren with a blush.

Happy Birthday!

Part 2: 06/21

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Waking up after their argument, Dean and Connor have a reconciliation and find out Dean's birthday gift to Connor had some side effects that neither of them expected.

My body stirred in bed as light shined against my eyelids. My brain was still foggy from my slumber, but I stirred a bit as I tried to stretch my body in bed. It was a bit difficult with Connor’s arms wrapped around me, but I straightened my legs into Connor’s and yawned. I groaned as my eyes peeled open and the light made me squint. Blinking a few times to adjust to the light, I looked to my right and saw Connor still happily dozing. 

I shuttered a bit as a coldness hit my spine then I felt a big cock head pushing into the bottom of my back. “You must be having some dream big guy.” One thing I haven’t mentioned yet is that while Connor is significantly shorter than me and not as buff as me, he is one of the most hung men I’ve ever met. He has a 6 inch long soft dick and a whopping 9 inch long hard dick. There was a reason I called him Big Daddy.

“It was about you,” replied Connor with his eyes still closed. He yawned and opened his eyes with a smile. “Good morning, handsome.”

“Morning,” I leaned back and gave Connor a kiss on the lips, “stud.” I smiled and he kissed me back. “Did you sleep well?”

“This was the best sleep I’ve had in a long time Dean.” Connor wrapped his arms tight around my torso and squeezed me into his body. “I missed you.” He smiled and started kissing my face over and over and over again. 

“I missed you too.” I snuggled back into his grasp and he held me close to him as I turned my head back. I reached my arm up and interlocked my fingers with one of the arms wrapped around my chest. “So Connor, my excellent husband, what do you feel like doing today on your belated birthday celebration?” 

“Can’t we just stay here? I like this.” He kissed me on the back of my neck and I let out a soft moan as he continued. “Or maybe we could do something else?” He kept kissing my neck as his hands started rubbing my chest. 

“I wouldn’t be opposed to that. Maybe one of your gifts today can be my ass?” I arched my back and my hips grinded backwards against Connor’s cock as it twitched. 

“You did interrupt my dream when you were stretching. This only seems fair.” Connor grinded his hips forward and I felt his cock roll up my back. “And I still never got my cake.” He let go of my hand and I could feel him fishing around for his cock against my back.

“If I hadn’t found the shop that I got the muffin at, my ass was my next option for when I got home.” He felt his way to my ass and started to tease my hole with his finger. “But I didn’t think you’d want that again for the 4th year in a row.” 

“I’ll always love this ass. You can give it to me anytime you want, babe.”  He pushed the full head of his cock in and a moan escaped my mouth. “Dean! Are you okay? Did I hurt you?” Connor immediately tried pulling out but I flexed my ass cheeks and kept him inside.

“It’s fine. Babe really. It’s okay. It’s just been a while since I’ve had all of Big Daddy inside of me.” I took a deep breath and adjusted to the massive head inside me.

“I’ll take it as slow as you need me to, Dean.” Connor tenderly started kissing me on my neck and my body shivered as my own morning wood started to come to life. Connor started to slowly push his cock into me. Taking it inch by inch and giving me multiple opportunities to adjust. “Let me know if I should stop.”

“Don’t, keep going,” I said through gritted teeth. I pushed my hips back and started to make his cock go deeper inside me. Another moan escaped my mouth as half of Connor’s cock was swallowed up by my ass.

“Are you sure? We haven’t had sex in a long time.” Connor pulled his hips back from me a little bit as I tried to keep him inside me.

“Exactly. It has been so long since I’ve gotten fucked by you. I miss it so much babe. Not to be needy during your birthday celebration, but can you just fuck me? Hard?” I asked and I looked back at him. He smiled at me then leaned his head into mine and we shared a passionate kiss.

“I love you so much.” He quickly grabbed my hips and slammed the rest of his cock into me so hard that the clapping of my ass cheeks could be heard by our neighbors. I moaned out so loud that it echoed through our penthouse. “If this is you being needy then please Dean, be as needy as you want.” I felt his hips pull back and his cock pull out of me just to feel it slammed back into me with full force.

“FUUUUUUUCK!” I moaned and grabbed the sheets of our bed. My cock was on fire right now and I hadn’t even touched it yet. Connor got into a rhythm with his thrusts and I could feel his big balls slapping against my ass. His massive cock hitting areas of my ass that had practically been untouched for so long.

“God I missed you. I missed you more than you could ever know Dean.” Connor’s hips started to buck faster and his cock was twitching aggressively inside me. 

“I missed you too Connor. I forgot how good it feels to fall asleep in someone’s arms.” I cry out more as my cock is leaking pre all over the sheets. “I’m so glad I have my big daddy back. I don’t ever want to leave him again.” I held on tightly to the covers as my cock started shooting cum all over my half of the bed. 

“I love you Dean.” Connor thrusted one last time into me and held himself against my back as he started cumming in me. I was shocked at how much cum he had stored in his dick. He fired shot after shot after shot into my ass. It almost felt never ending. After shooting a couple dozen shots of cum in my ass, his load sputtered out into nothing and his body relaxed onto mine. We were both panting heavily after our intense orgasms for a few minutes until Connor broke the silence. “That's the best sex we’ve had in years.”

“It was. I didn’t even touch my dick and I came all over the bed.” He released his grip on my hips and returned to wrapping his arms around me again.

“And I don’t think I’ve came like that in a long time either.” I give him a puzzled look.

“I don’t think you’ve came like that ever. Connor I actually feel bloated from how much cum is in my ass right now.” I put my hand down to my stomach and my abs feel even more invisible under my fat. 

“Well, think of it as a year's worth of pent up cum all at once.” Connor kissed me on the back of my head and laid his head against my shoulder. His hands ran down my torso to my belly where he tenderly rubbed it.

“Uh Connor? Not to be even more needy, but I, and the sheets, are covered in cum. Can I put these in the washer and go take a shower?” I raise the covers and see the damage I did to our bed and it’s everywhere.

“Oh yeah! Of course babe.” Connor pulled his dick out of me and I didn’t feel the usual wave of cum that followed it. “Actually, why don’t you go get in the shower, I’ll put these in the wash, then I’ll come and join you?” asked Connor as he pulled off the covers.

“That sounds lovely.” I sat up and kissed him. Trying to avoid the cum splatter I made on the bed as much as possible. “I’ll be waiting for you, big daddy.” I smirked then swayed my hips from side to side as I left the room. 

Connor stared at me walking away as he started to strip the bed and carry the sheets towards the laundry room. I got into our master bath and turned on our big shower. I let the water heat up as I brushed my teeth and wiped some of the cum off my torso. After waiting for the water to get steamy, I stepped inside and started to wash all the cum off of me. While washing my hair, I didn’t hear Connor slip into the shower behind me. I jumped a bit when he pressed his body up against mine. “How big was the mess we made?” asked Connor as he hugged me from behind and helped scrub cum off my belly.

“Not as bad as I thought it would be. Seems I was the only one who actually made a mess. Your cum just stayed inside me.” We looked down and saw my bloated midsection in the shower and his dick twitched again. 

“I did all of that? Wow, I really was pent up then if I gave you this belly.” Connor reached his hand down and rubbed my belly and I could actually feel some of the cum sloshing around inside.

“Babe, I’ve always had a little belly. But you might’ve made it a little bit bigger.” I turned around and leaned forward to kiss Connor, but something felt…different. I broke off the kiss and looked at Connor for a second giving him a puzzled look.

“What? Is there cum in my hair?” asked Connor as he put his head under the shower.

“No, just something looks different about you.” I stepped back in the shower and examined Connor’s body. “Are you taller? I hadn’t noticed until we kissed and I didn’t have to crane my neck down as far as I normally do.”

“Taller? What, are you trying to get me going again? Want me to pretend to be your big daddy growing taller than the house?” asked Connor as he flexed his muscles. I examined them closely as the water bounced off of them. His normal slightly toned body looked bigger too. Connor had had a swimmer’s body ever since we had started working out, but now he looked more toned and fuller.

“No Connor, I’m not trying to be sexy right now. I’ve been having to crane my neck down the same way for years to give you a kiss. I can recognize the difference.” Connor raised his eyebrows as he walked up closer to me. Normally the top of his head only came up to my neck, but now his eye level was at my neck. 

“What? I’m taller? How could this happen?” Connor examined his body and ran his hands across his muscles. “And these are bigger. I’m bigger!” The confusion in Connor’s voice was quickly replaced by excitement as he groped himself and admired how big he was.

“I…I…I don’t know what to say.” I stood there in the shower as Connor kept exploring the new bumps and bulges in his muscles. “Is it possible to have a growth spurt at 40 years old?” I asked as my face was still one of concern.

“Maybe when that 40 year old’s husband gets him a muffin that will make him “the biggest man in the room”?” Connor smiled and walked over to me to give me another kiss. 

“You think that’s what it is?” I grabbed at his muscles and they actually felt meaty in my hand. He grabbed my hand and put it on his pecs as he flexed. They were thick and actually had some heft to grab onto. 

“What else could it be? We’ve been going to the gym for months now and I’ve had no success whatsoever, but you bring home this muffin and it’s done more for me in one night than the gym did for me in a year.” Connor was beaming with happiness as he kissed me over and over and over again. “This is the best gift I could’ve ever gotten! I have the best husband ever.” He kept kissing me as I was still examining his body. 

“Well that’s a big difference from 10 hours ago when you didn’t want to see me at all.” I chuckled and returned his kisses. “I’ll have to run by that shop again and see if he has any more muffins to give to my big daddy.” It was my turn to let my hands poke and prod Connor’s new body. His string bean biceps had grown to the size of baseballs. I wrapped my arms around him and felt the rippling muscles across his back. He had definitely gotten a wider frame too from the muffin.

“I wouldn’t be opposed to that. If one muffin got me this big, what would happen if you got me a whole basket of them?” I smiled and we shared another kiss. We held it for a long time as the water washed all over our bodies. 

“I’d buy you as many muffins as you can eat if it means getting you bigger.” I felt a nudge against my under belly and I knew what might happen next. “Ready for round 2 already?” 

“Not yet. I really wanna let this load build so I can see how much bigger I can make your belly next time.” Connor reached forward and rubbed my stomach. Occasionally squeezing his big cock.

“You got it. Whatever the birthday boy wants.” I smiled and reached down to feel his dick. Getting it in my hand, my fingers were barely able to close around it. I raised my eyebrow and looked down. “Um babe, I think I know why you felt so tight in me this morning.” Connor’s eyes grew wide as he looked down with me at his dick. 

“That grew bigger too?!?!” Connor was practically yelling with excitement as he played with his big cock. I took a step back and looked down at Connor’s massive hard on. It was hard to say since Connor was already so big to start, but I thought his dick did look like it was resting  higher up on his abs than it usually was. 

“Guess you actually are bigger than I remembered.” I looked down and got a good look at Connor’s balls and they had also grown bigger. They looked more swollen and engorged than they were before, but that might just have been the growing cum load.

“I am.” Connor was practically giddy as I pressed my body into his and we shared another kiss. “And as my next belated birthday activity, I’d like to know exactly how much bigger I am now.”

“I can make that happen. I’m just about done washing off so why don’t I get breakfast started, since a big man like you needs fuel for getting bigger, and I’ll get the tape measure for us to measure you later.” I kissed him and let the water pour down my face as I stepped out of the shower. 

“I love you,” said Connor as he gave my ass a slap as I left him in the shower. I grabbed a towel and started drying myself off.

“I love you too.” I walked out of the bathroom and into the kitchen to get breakfast started. I went to our random cabinet in the kitchen and pulled out the tape measure and put it on the counter. I started getting pans and bowls out as well as all of the ingredients I’d need. 

“What’s my little chef cooking for me today?” asked Connor as he sauntered into the room. His soft dick slapping his thighs as he walked over to the counter and peered down at all the things I had gotten out. “Hmm eggs? Bacon? Sausage? Waffles? You’re making me all my favorites.”

“Considering I had bought all of this for yesterday when I was supposed to be cooking you your birthday breakfast, it’s only fitting that we have your birthday breakfast on your belated birthday celebration.” I leaned back and gave Connor a quick peck on the lips before firing up the burners. 

“Well I’m happy that I get to enjoy it. Even if it’s not on the right day,” said Connor as he gave my ass a firm slap. “Oooooo you got the tape measure! I brought the scale from the bathroom to get my weight too so we can see how much muscle I’ve gained! Hey, hey, hey Dean, look at this.” Connor grabbed my shoulder and pulled me so I could see him puff out his chest then flex his pecs. “I’ve never been able to pop my pecs before!” 

Connor looked like a kid coming down the stairs on Christmas flexing his newly grown muscles. I just smiled and grabbed his face and kissed him. “You’re so cute when you talk about your size.” I smile as we press our foreheads together then I go back to cooking.

“I can’t help it. I’ve been wanting to get big for soooooo long. I mean I never thought this would ever be possible!” Connor hit a double bicep pose as I set some bacon on a hot pan. 

“I know, big guy. But have you thought at all about how you got bigger?”

“It was your muffin. The one you bought from the store you were at last night. It grew me bigger over night. We discussed this babe.”

“Yes I know that, but how did it make you grow bigger? Like is this some kind of allergic reaction?”

“Oh hush. None of that.” He wrapped his arms around my waist again as I stirred the waffle batter. “I love you, but you can be a worry wart sometimes. Let’s just enjoy the fact that I’m bigger. Isn’t that enough?” 

“But what if this is abnormal growth like a tumor? Or like…synchronized tumors to make it look like they’re muscles.”

“Dean, what even is that?”

“I don’t know! But like you said I’m a worry wart. I want to make sure my big daddy is okay and not gonna blow up or something.” I pushed my ass back into him and I could already feel his dick had a little chub. 

“You’re the only one here that’s gonna make me blow,” said Connor with a wink. “But I know what you mean. You said you wanted to thank the guy who you bought the muffin from, right? How about we go down to that shop, you can thank him, I can meet him, you can learn if there are any negative side effects from the muffins, and I will buy out the rest of his stock of muffins.” Connor kissed my neck as I felt his cock press against my left butt cheek.

“I can agree to that. Do you want to go today?” I said as I poured waffle batter into the iron. 

“No, we can do that tomorrow. Today I want to enjoy my day with just my husband.” I press the batter into the iron and spin the bacon on the pan. “And we still have some measurements to take.” 

“Why don’t you weigh yourself now before you get absolutely stuffed from breakfast?” 

“That’s not a bad idea. I’ll do it before I do some serious damage to these abs.” Connor looked down and his abs tightened.

“If you think I have a bloated belly, just you wait. You’ll be round by the time breakfast is over.” I crack an egg and start frying it on a pan. 

“Just the way I like it,” said Connor as I smile and take the first plate of food to the table. 

“Dish number one, bacon. Or at least wave one.” I said as I winked at Connor.

“You know I’ll eat as much bacon as you put in front of me.”

“Babe, there aren’t enough pigs on the planet to satisfy your bacon needs.” I picked up a piece and took a bite of it. “I’ll be back with the next dish and wave two.” I turned on the ball of my feet and went back toward the kitchen. While I got back to cooking, Connor stood up on the scale. “And how much did you weigh before today?”

“125 pounds.” He stepped up onto the scale and looked down as the numbers blinked. I flipped a waffle out of the iron and put it on a plate as I started another. “I weigh 150 pounds!” yelled Connor. 

“150 pounds?!?! You gained 25 pounds overnight?” I was shocked and turned on at the same time as I looked at him caressing his muscles.

“I can’t believe it. This is awesome!” Connor jumped off the scale and ran towards me to tackle me with a hug. “Thank you for your gift.” He kissed me on my cheek and then ran back to the dining room to eat his bacon.

“You are very welcome babe. This is a gift we both get to enjoy.” I pick up another plate full of bacon and eggs to take to the table. “Wave number two of bacon and eggs in bound. Eat up, big daddy. A growing man needs his protein.” Connor wasted no time in shoveling the food into his mouth. Connor had never had a huge appetite, but now it seemed like he hadn’t eaten in days.

“Mmmmm this is all so delicious Dean. Thank you so much,” said Connor as he chomped on another slice of bacon.

“Only the best for my husband.” I was back to flipping, pouring, and stirring as Connor stuffed his face. I made many trips back and forth from the kitchen getting Connor food just as fast as he can inhale it. “I guess those muscles do need fuel.” I smiled and set the final plate of bacon down on the table as well as a small plate of everything for me I had off to the side. 

“Big guys need to eat big hun. Especially if I’m gonna ride this momentum of growth when I go to the gym. I’m gonna see how lifting will be now that I’ve gotten swole.” Connor grabbed at his hefty pec and squeezed it. Feeling the muscle harden into a rock in his hand then relax again. 

“I can’t wait. I’m sure with this boost, you’ll be seeing a lot more progress in the gym. Soon you’ll even be bigger than me.” I took a bite of my waffles and chuckled a bit. “Speaking of, I think it’s time we see how much bigger you got.” I pick up the tape measure and pull it tight.

“You don’t have to tell me twice.” Connor darted up from his chair and got his back up against the wall. “See how tall I am!” I smirked and got up from the table with the tape measure in hand.

“I have a guess of what you’ll probably be, but I wanna see if I’m right.” I went down to his feet and slipped one end of it under his foot. “Hold this for me.” I straightened my back and held the tape measure along the wall. “I was right. 5 foot 9 inches babe. You grew a whole 2 inches.” His face lit up again as I read the tape measure. 

“2 inches! I can’t believe it! I thought I was gonna be stuck at 5’7 forever.”  He held his arms up in a double bicep pose and turned so his arm was in my face. “Do my bicep next!” I snapped the tape measure up from under his foot and wrapped it around his bicep. 

“How much did they measure before your growth spurt?” He flexed his arm and was holding the peak while I positioned the tape.

“Don’t know. Never felt big enough to even measure.” I pulled the tape tight around his arm and read the number.

“12.5 inches. Wow, it’s like a softball’s stuffed in here.” I reached forward and squeezed it and it felt as hard as a rock. 

“It’s gonna be a volleyball soon.” Connor flexed again and the tape measure spread out in my hands.

“Make that 13 inches. An even baker’s dozen.” Connor jumped with joy as he put his arms down to his side. “Do my shoulders!” Connor was bouncing in his stance from how happy he was being bigger. 

I smirked and threw the tape measure around his back. “48 inches. Definitely bigger than before. I can tell you’ve gotten wider babe.” I grabbed his shoulders and squeezed the boulders.

“I’m just growing my husband some pillow pecs for him to sleep on.” Connor popped his pecs as I moved the tape measure down. “One day, I’ll be so big, I’ll be your whole bed.”

“I can't wait.” I put the tape measure against his big pecs and read. “33 inches. I’ll definitely be enjoying these pillows.” I fluttered my fingers onto Connor’s nipples and I saw him shudder with pleasure. “Let’s see what that waist is. What size pants have you been wearing these days?”

“A 28 in the waist. That hasn’t changed at all since going to the gym.”

“Well we’ll have to go clothes shopping since you now have a 32 inch waist.” I gave his supple bubble butt a slap as I let go of the tape.

“Tomorrow we’ll have to go out and get a whole new wardrobe that fits me. But I think we should get one more measurement before we go back to the bedroom.” Connor pushed his hips forward and jabbed his hard cock into my belly.

“Two more then I’ll take good care of you.” I released the tape measure from his waist and strapped it against his thick thighs. “I wanna see how big your other legs are before we get to your third leg.” I pulled the tape measure tight and I could feel Connor trying to flex his quads.

“I’ll need to learn how to properly flex now that I have muscles to flex with.” Connor slapped his other leg as I read the measurement. 

“26 inches babe. You do have some big legs.” 

“I’ve always been famous for my legs. Especially this one.” Connor swiveled his hips and slapped me in the face with his hardon. 

“I know, big guy. And now the moment we’ve all been waiting for.” I released the tape and put one end of it at the base of Connor’s cock. Running it up the shaft and to his head, I was shocked by the number. “Your dick is a foot long.” Connor was jumping with joy when I read the number off while I sat there in shock. “I had a foot long dick inside me, woah.”

“You’re damn right you did! My incredible husband!” Connor lifted me up off the ground and kissed me passionately. “And you took it like a pro. You actually were begging me for more.” He lifted me up off the ground honeymoon style and walked us back to our bedroom. 

“I know. And I still could’ve taken more.” I was still baffled by how big Connor had grown, but as we got to our bedroom, he threw me down on  the bed and towered over me.

“Then how about we start round 2?” 

Who else is ready for Macro March? I know I'm getting excited for something big😏

Growth Drive Week 0

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This Macro March, I'm holding a Growth Drive for this Hulking Himbo!

The rules are in the picture and other locations for the drive are in my B10.

❤️,♻️,💬, to grow this man huge!

First Period is from March 1st to March 13th!

Happy Growing!

Art Commission I got from @Greggrth on Twitter of my OC Jaren

Here's the story that will accompany the drive:

Jared jogged down the sidewalk with his airpods in his ears. He was dressed in a big hoodie that hugged his pecs tight and accentuated them jiggling up and down. It didn’t help that Jared’s pecs were already the size of textbooks strapped to his chest. The sleeves of the hoodie strangled his arms inside. As he jogged through the city, his soft cock bounced with his body, clearly visible through his gray sweatpants. His wide hips gave his bubble butt a nice natural sway to his run.

“I’ve got the eye of the tiger, a fighter. Dancing through the fire ‘cause I am the champion. And you’re gonna hear me roooooar…” hummed Jared as he passed by a storefront. It was typically abandoned, but there seemed to be one shop lit up at the end of the street.

That’s never there, thought Jared to himself. Jared always ran this way to his Friday night shift for work and there had never been any kind of business here. Not even any that were being renovated. Jared paused his music and took his airpods out of his ears. He slowed his pace to a walk, reading the tacky neon signs in the window. 

BIG SALE read the blue letters, lit up in an explosive cloud of smoke behind it. Jared lifted his head up and saw the massive sign above him light up. 

“The Sizemologist Cauldron?” mused Jared. He pushed open the door and walked into the surprisingly spacious store. He walked through the shelves of items. His wide shoulders brushing up against the glass bottles on display. He turned his body to read one of the potions on the shelf, but in doing so, his big shoulder made two vials wobble and begin rolling off the wood.

“Woah there big guy!” came a voice from behind him. Jared jumped forward startled by the gentleman leaning down behind him. His big pecs lurched forward and pressed into many more glass bottles in front of him on the shelf.

“Shit, fuck. Sorry!” Jared steadied himself and carefully pushed the bottles to the back of the shelf. “I thought I had more room to move.” Jared slowly turned back around to see a man with platinum blonde hair holding two bottles. 

“Jumbo Juice and Two Ton Tonic, a fun mixture, but probably not for right now,” said the man as he put the two bottles on the shelf. “And don’t worry about it. I know how tight these hallways can be,” said the big man as he rubbed his own prestigious belly. The man seemed to be in his mid forties and had a stocky muscular build with a round belly that stuck out a foot or two in front of him. He stood just an inch or two taller than Jared, but Jared was definitely the wider of the two.

“Sorry about that. Sometimes I forget how big I am,” replied Jared as he returned the last potion to the shelf.

“No worries big guy. My husband says the same thing. Now, what can I do for you today?” asked the salesman as he led Jared through the aisle.

“I’m just browsing. I’ve never seen your shop before. When did you open?” asked Jared as his eyes peered across the name tags. Bubble Butt Brew? Pillow Pec Potion? Muscle Milkshake? What’s this guy selling here? thought Jared. 

“Just yesterday. Had to get out of the last place I was in a bit of a rush. And lucky for me, this place was available to move in immediately.” They entered the main shopping area with multiple kiosks setup with jewelry, sunglasses, even some speedos on manikins. “Feel free to look around. I’m clearing out my entire inventory to make room for a new line of products so don’t be shy.” Jared immediately ran towards the speedos. The manikins modeling them had a substantial bulge outlined in their front pouch and an ass that was spilling out the sides and could be seen from the front.

“How much for one of these? I could always use a new speedo for work.” asked Jared, feeling the fabric of a striped red one. “And do they come in bigger sizes?” He brushed his fingers across the hard plastic dick inside.

“Those speedos are pretty cheap, only $5. They aren’t as great as you think they might be.” The shopkeep walked over to the manikin and pulled the speedo off of the plastic to reveal a smooth surface. “The charm of the clothes only are in effect when you’re wearing the clothes. Not good if you’re going for long term gains.” Jared’s eye’s did a double take when he saw there was no mold of a dick on the manikin. He grabbed the one he was holding and pulled it off to reveal the same smooth surface.

“What the fuck?” Jared backed up from the display and looked around at some of the other items. Lock Cock Ring? Juicer Belt? Gainer’s Snack Sack? His head was spinning as he could only imagine what he might’ve stumbled onto. 

“What? Not a fan? I would’ve thought you'd at least enjoy looking like you had bigger junk. Given your line of work,” said the shopkeep.

“I meant the magic speedos! What kind of place are you running here? And how do you know where I work?” asked Jared.

“I’ve seen your act and I must say, I was thoroughly impressed by your size.” Jared gazed into the eyes of the older man leaning against the counter. “And this place is for people who want to get really big. Like yourself.”

“Thank you. I have been growing a lot lately,” smiled Jared as he held up his bicep. It balled up and swelled to the size of an orange in its poor black sleeve. “And I’m always looking to grow more.”

“You have no idea. Well if you’re interested in a nice speedo, I can show you to my more exclusive selection.” The shop keep held up his hand and pointed towards a sign that read Does This Make Me Look Big?.

“Well if everything is on sale, why not? I have time before work.” Jared turned and followed the bigger man down the hallway. At the edge of the shop, there was a glass display with three speedos underneath. 

“Normally, these speedos would go for around a few hundred bucks, but hopefully they’ll be in your price range.” The shop keep flipped the light and the speedos lit up.

“Why are they so expensive?” asked Jared as he examined the selection. There was a dark red one with a black diamond design running down it, a light blue one with white circles emanating from points of the speedo like ripples, and a royal purple one with a golden stag on the crotch. 

“They allow someone to grow by being paid for it.” Jared snapped his head to the shop keep and his eyes nearly bulged out of his head. 

“If I wear this, people can pay to grow me bigger?” His eyes glared back down at the speedos, wide with the possibilities. 

“Yep.” The shopkeep held the key in his hand with a smirk on his face. “I had a feeling you’d be intrigued by these.” 

“How does it work?” Jared pressed his face up to the glass, “Is it like a coin machine and it gives candy out?” he changed angles on the glass, “Or is there a barcode I can scan for Venmo or Cashapp?” he changed his angle to stare down at the speedo, “Or will people need to swipe their cards through my ass?” 

“No no no, calm down big guy.” The shop keep peeled the big excited man off the glass. He turned the lock and pulled out a rectangular metal box behind the display. “It’s done using this remote.” He clicked a button on the remote and the white circles on the blue speedo lit up. “This remote is a money-getting machine. It has a hole to suck in any cash or coin thrown your way, a card reader that can swipe, chip, or tap, as well as a projector for a barcode for people to scan to send money to as well.” The man clicked a button and a barcode lit up on the wall. 

“That is incredible.” Jared was in awe as he picked up the purple one. “Are they all the same?” 

“No, they each have special features that can accompany the growth. The red pair is a boost in the wearer’s muscles. The blue is a boost to the wearer’s cock. And the one you’re holding, those will boost both.” Jared stretched the speedo out with his hands and found it had a surplus of stretch. “And I’ve never met someone who has been able to outgrow them if you were worried about that.”

“There’s a first time for everything,” said Jared with a smirk. “I’ll take them. How much?”

“Normally they’d cost you around $500 for this particular pair,” said the shop keep as he reached for another remote. “But I’ll give them to you for the low price of $50. Do we have a deal?” He plugged in some numbers on the remote and turned it to show Jared the screen that read $50.

“Deal.” Jared didn’t waste any time pulling out his wallet and tapping his card on the screen. “So how does this thing work?” Jared took the remote from the man’s hands and started fiddling with the screen.

“Why don’t I let him explain.” He leaned forward and tapped a button on the side of the remote that lit up a light blue. Out popped a man clad in only the same speedo as the one Jared had just bought. Except the man was entirely translucent and shiny blue. 

“Hello there! You must be my new master!” beamed the hologram. The man was completely bald and had a round jaw line with a cartoon-like muscular body beneath his head. “Wo-ho-ho you bought these?! You wanna get bigger? My good sir, you're already huge!” the hologram zipped back behind Jared’s shoulder as it talked like a mosquito in his ear. “I mean look at you! You could already bench, what, 250, 300 pounds? What do you need me here for?” The hologram reached forward and squeezed Jared’s hefty pecs. 

“350, actually,” Jared swatted away the hologram’s hand, surprised he could feel its touch. 

“Exactly, what are you doing here looking to get even bigger?” The hologram poofed away and reappeared in front of Jared’s pecs with a straw hat and a flannel. “Y’all tryin’ to grow these milkers even bigga’.” The hologram reached forward and grabbed Jared’s nipples that were visible even under two layers of clothes and started milking them like a cow.

“Hey! Cut it out!” Jared reached his arms forward to swat at the hologram only to have them go straight through it. “Wait, what the? How are you doing that!?!” yelled Jared as the hologram vanished and appeared beside the shop keep like a gnat buzzing around the room.

“Go easy on him R. People here aren’t as familiar with the mystic arts. This is R, he will teach you how to use the speedo.”

The hologram brought its hand up and waved at Jared before putting his hands together in front of him. “Sam I can smell this guy’s hunger for size from here, this isn’t a good idea.” the hologram turned back to the shop keep and glared at him.

“Hush up, I just wanna see what he can do. Give him the royal treatment,” said the shop keep, giving the hologram a comically exaggerated bow. 

“Oh we’re giving this one the royal treatment? He’s that big a deal?” asked the hologram.

“I’m definitely a big deal.” Jared smiled and hit a double bicep pose and flexed his arms down in front of him. 

The hologram simply rolled its eyes and looked back at the shop keep. “Fine, I’ll give him the royal treatment. Hell, I’ll make him as big as he wants.” Jared’s eyes lit up with excitement and he looked back at the remote. 

“Let’s go, R. I’ve gotta get to work, and I’m sure you can walk and talk.” Jared tapped the Settings button on the remote and connected his airpods to the remote in a second. “Thank you so much sir. I can’t thank you enough. Hopefully, you’ll see how big I get soon.” Jared stuffed the speedo in his pocket and started to briskly walk towards the door. 

“No problem Jaren. You have a fun time at work!” yelled the shop keep as R blinked the further away Jared got.

“I hope you know what you’re doing,” buzzed R as he flickered away.

Jared pulled the door open and barreled out of the shop towards the club. He only had a few blocks to go, but he walked slow as he put his air pods back in. 

“Testing, KEEEETTTCH, Testing, SHEEEEESH Testing, Testing, Testing, is this thing on!” rang a loud voice from the air pods.

“God dammit, yes dude I can hear you.” Jared pulled out the remote and looked down at the screen to see a little 2-D animation of R floating on it. 

“Excellent, let’s start with introductions!” blared the animation.  R poofed away and was replaced by 4 more R’s in marching band uniforms holding trumpets blasting a fanfare into Jared’s ear. “Welcome to the Royal Speedo from the Sizemologist’s 4th collection! I am your guide for this machine as well as sometimes the machine itself, here to grow you beyond your wildest dreams!” shouted an R wearing a long flowing royal purple cape and a golden crown. 

“Still very loud, but I don’t think you understand how big I can dream,” replied Jared. He looked around to see if anyone saw him talking to this remote, but he was alone before he walked into the club. 

“We’ll see about that,” replied R as he flew off the screen and his head appeared next to the main menu. “So, to get started, you will need to select your levels.” A button labeled Levels highlighted itself and Jared clicked on it. “Select what levels of growth you want based on your prices.”

Jared was presented with a screen of sliders. He saw lengths on the left side of the screen and dollar amounts on the right. He swept his fingers up and down on the screen to adjust the numbers accordingly. “What do you think is a generous number for how much I want to grow?” asked Jared.

R blinked and the lens of the remote flashed and an angel R and a devil R appeared on Jared’s shoulders. “It would be wise to keep your ratio of cash to size low considering how much money men already give you for your body,” said Angel R on Jared’s shoulder holding a harp with a halo on its head.

“Or knowing that you’ll be rolling in the dough come show time, you could make it pretty easy for you to grow with just a little bit. That way you can get huge fast!” grinned the Devil R holding a pitchfork with horns on his head. 

“I like that idea waaaay more!” Jared didn’t think much as he started moving his money meter down.

“No no no, you can't do that! You’ll get so big so fast! That could be dangerous!” shouted the Angel R. “I suggest that you make it so that $100 would grow you a foot.” The Angel R crossed his arms and puffed air out of his nose as he flew in front of Jared’s face.

“Dangerous shmangerous, let’s get this cash cow growing!” The Devil R bumped the Angel R away as Jared settled on his ratio. “Excellent choice master.”

“Master, I kinda like that.” Jared devilishly grinned as he walked to the back entrance of the club. He had landed on $10 would grow him a foot taller. “And your name is just R? Does that stand for anything?”

“Royal Model. I was fashioned for some of the most powerful people in the world,” replied R from back on the remote screen.

“Then it’s perfect I’ll be wearing you. But I don’t like the name R. What about…Rob. Short for Robot.” R changed into a floating head with three dots coming out of it giving Jared a blank stare. 

“Alright, I’ll be Rob. Now to get the machine active, you’ll need to put the speedo on first.” Jared entered the club and made his way to the dressing room. Taking off his hoodie, he peeled off the tight tank top he had on under it. Shimmying out of his sweatpants and sliding his jock off to reveal his chubbed up 8-incher. Picking up the speedo, he fit one leg through the hole then the other. He was surprised just how much they were able to stretch around his massive legs. He pulled it over his fat ass and pulled the creases out around it and his crotch. He rearranged his balls nicely inside then looked at himself in the mirror. 

He was hot in them, even though it wasn’t advertised for it, Jared could swear his dick looked bigger in the speedo. He turned to the side and his jaw dropped from how fat his ass got. Like an overgrown cantaloupe overflowing the sides of the speedo. “Fuck, I love these things.”

“Uh-huh, yeah I know they’re great. Now get over here,” chirped Rob from the remote. “Let me get a quick read through of your stats.”

“A what? What are yo- Whoa!” Jared felt a surge of energy flow through his crotch as the golden stag lit up. It rode its way up his body over his abs, up to his pecs, and out his arms. All while running down his legs and spreading to his back. “What the fuck was that?”

“You like?” the remote blinked as Jared picked it up and focused on the screen. “That’ll be what it feels like to grow. But for now, it was just to see what we’re working with now.” A table came up as it started tallying together some stats on Jared’s body.

Height: 6 Feet Tall

Weight: 250 Pounds

Cock Size (Flaccid): 8 Inches Long

Cock Size (Erect): 10 Inches Long

“My oh my, you are a big one. I am excited to watch you grow.” Rob beeped and the screen went away. “Once you’re on stage, you just let me handle collecting the money. You just focus on getting those men’s hard earned cash and getting huge.”

“You don’t have to tell me twice.” Jared pulled out his airpods and set them down next to his clothes.

“Alright gentlemen, y’all are in for a treat tonight!” came Rob’s voice from the loud speaker. Jared admired himself in the mirror for a moment as his intro music played. 

“We have for you tonight one of the biggest men out there. And he just plans on getting bigger! You guys like that, right?” The crowd outside erupted with boisterous applause while Jared popped his pecs in the mirror. Rubbing his big nipples with some glitter as he stretched.

“Well folks, if you would like to see this next dancer get even bigger, then don’t be afraid to show him some love. And by love, I mean cash!” Jared bounced his hair with his fingers and smiled at himself in the mirror. 

“Please give it up for…The Hulking Himbo!” 

(A quick author’s note here at the end, this is a growth drive! For Macro March, I am growing this hulking himbo as big as he can get and that will be based on how much you guys like him. To participate, click on the linktree I have in my bio and it’ll take you to the main post on my Twitter where you can grow this hunk. You can also grow him here by liking/favoriting the story, giving me a follow, or commenting on it on any of the other sites. Either way it’ll count towards this man getting bigger. The first round will go through March 1st to March 13th and I will post those results on March 16th. We’ll see how much he grows after just 1 week :) Hope you guys enjoy and Happy Macro March!)

Tomorrow is the last day of week 1 of the growth drive so if you haven't already participated, get on it and make him GROW!

Growth Drive Week 0

[Story Gallery] [Ko-Fi] [LinkTree]

This Macro March, I'm holding a Growth Drive for this Hulking Himbo!

The rules are in the picture and other locations for the drive are in my B10.

❤️,♻️,💬, to grow this man huge!

First Period is from March 1st to March 13th!

Happy Growing!

Art Commission I got from @Greggrth on Twitter of my OC Jaren

Here's the story that will accompany the drive:

Jared jogged down the sidewalk with his airpods in his ears. He was dressed in a big hoodie that hugged his pecs tight and accentuated them jiggling up and down. It didn’t help that Jared’s pecs were already the size of textbooks strapped to his chest. The sleeves of the hoodie strangled his arms inside. As he jogged through the city, his soft cock bounced with his body, clearly visible through his gray sweatpants. His wide hips gave his bubble butt a nice natural sway to his run.

“I’ve got the eye of the tiger, a fighter. Dancing through the fire ‘cause I am the champion. And you’re gonna hear me roooooar…” hummed Jared as he passed by a storefront. It was typically abandoned, but there seemed to be one shop lit up at the end of the street.

That’s never there, thought Jared to himself. Jared always ran this way to his Friday night shift for work and there had never been any kind of business here. Not even any that were being renovated. Jared paused his music and took his airpods out of his ears. He slowed his pace to a walk, reading the tacky neon signs in the window. 

BIG SALE read the blue letters, lit up in an explosive cloud of smoke behind it. Jared lifted his head up and saw the massive sign above him light up. 

“The Sizemologist Cauldron?” mused Jared. He pushed open the door and walked into the surprisingly spacious store. He walked through the shelves of items. His wide shoulders brushing up against the glass bottles on display. He turned his body to read one of the potions on the shelf, but in doing so, his big shoulder made two vials wobble and begin rolling off the wood.

“Woah there big guy!” came a voice from behind him. Jared jumped forward startled by the gentleman leaning down behind him. His big pecs lurched forward and pressed into many more glass bottles in front of him on the shelf.

“Shit, fuck. Sorry!” Jared steadied himself and carefully pushed the bottles to the back of the shelf. “I thought I had more room to move.” Jared slowly turned back around to see a man with platinum blonde hair holding two bottles. 

“Jumbo Juice and Two Ton Tonic, a fun mixture, but probably not for right now,” said the man as he put the two bottles on the shelf. “And don’t worry about it. I know how tight these hallways can be,” said the big man as he rubbed his own prestigious belly. The man seemed to be in his mid forties and had a stocky muscular build with a round belly that stuck out a foot or two in front of him. He stood just an inch or two taller than Jared, but Jared was definitely the wider of the two.

“Sorry about that. Sometimes I forget how big I am,” replied Jared as he returned the last potion to the shelf.

“No worries big guy. My husband says the same thing. Now, what can I do for you today?” asked the salesman as he led Jared through the aisle.

“I’m just browsing. I’ve never seen your shop before. When did you open?” asked Jared as his eyes peered across the name tags. Bubble Butt Brew? Pillow Pec Potion? Muscle Milkshake? What’s this guy selling here? thought Jared. 

“Just yesterday. Had to get out of the last place I was in a bit of a rush. And lucky for me, this place was available to move in immediately.” They entered the main shopping area with multiple kiosks setup with jewelry, sunglasses, even some speedos on manikins. “Feel free to look around. I’m clearing out my entire inventory to make room for a new line of products so don’t be shy.” Jared immediately ran towards the speedos. The manikins modeling them had a substantial bulge outlined in their front pouch and an ass that was spilling out the sides and could be seen from the front.

“How much for one of these? I could always use a new speedo for work.” asked Jared, feeling the fabric of a striped red one. “And do they come in bigger sizes?” He brushed his fingers across the hard plastic dick inside.

“Those speedos are pretty cheap, only $5. They aren’t as great as you think they might be.” The shopkeep walked over to the manikin and pulled the speedo off of the plastic to reveal a smooth surface. “The charm of the clothes only are in effect when you’re wearing the clothes. Not good if you’re going for long term gains.” Jared’s eye’s did a double take when he saw there was no mold of a dick on the manikin. He grabbed the one he was holding and pulled it off to reveal the same smooth surface.

“What the fuck?” Jared backed up from the display and looked around at some of the other items. Lock Cock Ring? Juicer Belt? Gainer’s Snack Sack? His head was spinning as he could only imagine what he might’ve stumbled onto. 

“What? Not a fan? I would’ve thought you'd at least enjoy looking like you had bigger junk. Given your line of work,” said the shopkeep.

“I meant the magic speedos! What kind of place are you running here? And how do you know where I work?” asked Jared.

“I’ve seen your act and I must say, I was thoroughly impressed by your size.” Jared gazed into the eyes of the older man leaning against the counter. “And this place is for people who want to get really big. Like yourself.”

“Thank you. I have been growing a lot lately,” smiled Jared as he held up his bicep. It balled up and swelled to the size of an orange in its poor black sleeve. “And I’m always looking to grow more.”

“You have no idea. Well if you’re interested in a nice speedo, I can show you to my more exclusive selection.” The shop keep held up his hand and pointed towards a sign that read Does This Make Me Look Big?.

“Well if everything is on sale, why not? I have time before work.” Jared turned and followed the bigger man down the hallway. At the edge of the shop, there was a glass display with three speedos underneath. 

“Normally, these speedos would go for around a few hundred bucks, but hopefully they’ll be in your price range.” The shop keep flipped the light and the speedos lit up.

“Why are they so expensive?” asked Jared as he examined the selection. There was a dark red one with a black diamond design running down it, a light blue one with white circles emanating from points of the speedo like ripples, and a royal purple one with a golden stag on the crotch. 

“They allow someone to grow by being paid for it.” Jared snapped his head to the shop keep and his eyes nearly bulged out of his head. 

“If I wear this, people can pay to grow me bigger?” His eyes glared back down at the speedos, wide with the possibilities. 

“Yep.” The shopkeep held the key in his hand with a smirk on his face. “I had a feeling you’d be intrigued by these.” 

“How does it work?” Jared pressed his face up to the glass, “Is it like a coin machine and it gives candy out?” he changed angles on the glass, “Or is there a barcode I can scan for Venmo or Cashapp?” he changed his angle to stare down at the speedo, “Or will people need to swipe their cards through my ass?” 

“No no no, calm down big guy.” The shop keep peeled the big excited man off the glass. He turned the lock and pulled out a rectangular metal box behind the display. “It’s done using this remote.” He clicked a button on the remote and the white circles on the blue speedo lit up. “This remote is a money-getting machine. It has a hole to suck in any cash or coin thrown your way, a card reader that can swipe, chip, or tap, as well as a projector for a barcode for people to scan to send money to as well.” The man clicked a button and a barcode lit up on the wall. 

“That is incredible.” Jared was in awe as he picked up the purple one. “Are they all the same?” 

“No, they each have special features that can accompany the growth. The red pair is a boost in the wearer’s muscles. The blue is a boost to the wearer’s cock. And the one you’re holding, those will boost both.” Jared stretched the speedo out with his hands and found it had a surplus of stretch. “And I’ve never met someone who has been able to outgrow them if you were worried about that.”

“There’s a first time for everything,” said Jared with a smirk. “I’ll take them. How much?”

“Normally they’d cost you around $500 for this particular pair,” said the shop keep as he reached for another remote. “But I’ll give them to you for the low price of $50. Do we have a deal?” He plugged in some numbers on the remote and turned it to show Jared the screen that read $50.

“Deal.” Jared didn’t waste any time pulling out his wallet and tapping his card on the screen. “So how does this thing work?” Jared took the remote from the man’s hands and started fiddling with the screen.

“Why don’t I let him explain.” He leaned forward and tapped a button on the side of the remote that lit up a light blue. Out popped a man clad in only the same speedo as the one Jared had just bought. Except the man was entirely translucent and shiny blue. 

“Hello there! You must be my new master!” beamed the hologram. The man was completely bald and had a round jaw line with a cartoon-like muscular body beneath his head. “Wo-ho-ho you bought these?! You wanna get bigger? My good sir, you're already huge!” the hologram zipped back behind Jared’s shoulder as it talked like a mosquito in his ear. “I mean look at you! You could already bench, what, 250, 300 pounds? What do you need me here for?” The hologram reached forward and squeezed Jared’s hefty pecs. 

“350, actually,” Jared swatted away the hologram’s hand, surprised he could feel its touch. 

“Exactly, what are you doing here looking to get even bigger?” The hologram poofed away and reappeared in front of Jared’s pecs with a straw hat and a flannel. “Y’all tryin’ to grow these milkers even bigga’.” The hologram reached forward and grabbed Jared’s nipples that were visible even under two layers of clothes and started milking them like a cow.

“Hey! Cut it out!” Jared reached his arms forward to swat at the hologram only to have them go straight through it. “Wait, what the? How are you doing that!?!” yelled Jared as the hologram vanished and appeared beside the shop keep like a gnat buzzing around the room.

“Go easy on him R. People here aren’t as familiar with the mystic arts. This is R, he will teach you how to use the speedo.”

The hologram brought its hand up and waved at Jared before putting his hands together in front of him. “Sam I can smell this guy’s hunger for size from here, this isn’t a good idea.” the hologram turned back to the shop keep and glared at him.

“Hush up, I just wanna see what he can do. Give him the royal treatment,” said the shop keep, giving the hologram a comically exaggerated bow. 

“Oh we’re giving this one the royal treatment? He’s that big a deal?” asked the hologram.

“I’m definitely a big deal.” Jared smiled and hit a double bicep pose and flexed his arms down in front of him. 

The hologram simply rolled its eyes and looked back at the shop keep. “Fine, I’ll give him the royal treatment. Hell, I’ll make him as big as he wants.” Jared’s eyes lit up with excitement and he looked back at the remote. 

“Let’s go, R. I’ve gotta get to work, and I’m sure you can walk and talk.” Jared tapped the Settings button on the remote and connected his airpods to the remote in a second. “Thank you so much sir. I can’t thank you enough. Hopefully, you’ll see how big I get soon.” Jared stuffed the speedo in his pocket and started to briskly walk towards the door. 

“No problem Jaren. You have a fun time at work!” yelled the shop keep as R blinked the further away Jared got.

“I hope you know what you’re doing,” buzzed R as he flickered away.

Jared pulled the door open and barreled out of the shop towards the club. He only had a few blocks to go, but he walked slow as he put his air pods back in. 

“Testing, KEEEETTTCH, Testing, SHEEEEESH Testing, Testing, Testing, is this thing on!” rang a loud voice from the air pods.

“God dammit, yes dude I can hear you.” Jared pulled out the remote and looked down at the screen to see a little 2-D animation of R floating on it. 

“Excellent, let’s start with introductions!” blared the animation.  R poofed away and was replaced by 4 more R’s in marching band uniforms holding trumpets blasting a fanfare into Jared’s ear. “Welcome to the Royal Speedo from the Sizemologist’s 4th collection! I am your guide for this machine as well as sometimes the machine itself, here to grow you beyond your wildest dreams!” shouted an R wearing a long flowing royal purple cape and a golden crown. 

“Still very loud, but I don’t think you understand how big I can dream,” replied Jared. He looked around to see if anyone saw him talking to this remote, but he was alone before he walked into the club. 

“We’ll see about that,” replied R as he flew off the screen and his head appeared next to the main menu. “So, to get started, you will need to select your levels.” A button labeled Levels highlighted itself and Jared clicked on it. “Select what levels of growth you want based on your prices.”

Jared was presented with a screen of sliders. He saw lengths on the left side of the screen and dollar amounts on the right. He swept his fingers up and down on the screen to adjust the numbers accordingly. “What do you think is a generous number for how much I want to grow?” asked Jared.

R blinked and the lens of the remote flashed and an angel R and a devil R appeared on Jared’s shoulders. “It would be wise to keep your ratio of cash to size low considering how much money men already give you for your body,” said Angel R on Jared’s shoulder holding a harp with a halo on its head.

“Or knowing that you’ll be rolling in the dough come show time, you could make it pretty easy for you to grow with just a little bit. That way you can get huge fast!” grinned the Devil R holding a pitchfork with horns on his head. 

“I like that idea waaaay more!” Jared didn’t think much as he started moving his money meter down.

“No no no, you can't do that! You’ll get so big so fast! That could be dangerous!” shouted the Angel R. “I suggest that you make it so that $100 would grow you a foot.” The Angel R crossed his arms and puffed air out of his nose as he flew in front of Jared’s face.

“Dangerous shmangerous, let’s get this cash cow growing!” The Devil R bumped the Angel R away as Jared settled on his ratio. “Excellent choice master.”

“Master, I kinda like that.” Jared devilishly grinned as he walked to the back entrance of the club. He had landed on $10 would grow him a foot taller. “And your name is just R? Does that stand for anything?”

“Royal Model. I was fashioned for some of the most powerful people in the world,” replied R from back on the remote screen.

“Then it’s perfect I’ll be wearing you. But I don’t like the name R. What about…Rob. Short for Robot.” R changed into a floating head with three dots coming out of it giving Jared a blank stare. 

“Alright, I’ll be Rob. Now to get the machine active, you’ll need to put the speedo on first.” Jared entered the club and made his way to the dressing room. Taking off his hoodie, he peeled off the tight tank top he had on under it. Shimmying out of his sweatpants and sliding his jock off to reveal his chubbed up 8-incher. Picking up the speedo, he fit one leg through the hole then the other. He was surprised just how much they were able to stretch around his massive legs. He pulled it over his fat ass and pulled the creases out around it and his crotch. He rearranged his balls nicely inside then looked at himself in the mirror. 

He was hot in them, even though it wasn’t advertised for it, Jared could swear his dick looked bigger in the speedo. He turned to the side and his jaw dropped from how fat his ass got. Like an overgrown cantaloupe overflowing the sides of the speedo. “Fuck, I love these things.”

“Uh-huh, yeah I know they’re great. Now get over here,” chirped Rob from the remote. “Let me get a quick read through of your stats.”

“A what? What are yo- Whoa!” Jared felt a surge of energy flow through his crotch as the golden stag lit up. It rode its way up his body over his abs, up to his pecs, and out his arms. All while running down his legs and spreading to his back. “What the fuck was that?”

“You like?” the remote blinked as Jared picked it up and focused on the screen. “That’ll be what it feels like to grow. But for now, it was just to see what we’re working with now.” A table came up as it started tallying together some stats on Jared’s body.

Height: 6 Feet Tall

Weight: 250 Pounds

Cock Size (Flaccid): 8 Inches Long

Cock Size (Erect): 10 Inches Long

“My oh my, you are a big one. I am excited to watch you grow.” Rob beeped and the screen went away. “Once you’re on stage, you just let me handle collecting the money. You just focus on getting those men’s hard earned cash and getting huge.”

“You don’t have to tell me twice.” Jared pulled out his airpods and set them down next to his clothes.

“Alright gentlemen, y’all are in for a treat tonight!” came Rob’s voice from the loud speaker. Jared admired himself in the mirror for a moment as his intro music played. 

“We have for you tonight one of the biggest men out there. And he just plans on getting bigger! You guys like that, right?” The crowd outside erupted with boisterous applause while Jared popped his pecs in the mirror. Rubbing his big nipples with some glitter as he stretched.

“Well folks, if you would like to see this next dancer get even bigger, then don’t be afraid to show him some love. And by love, I mean cash!” Jared bounced his hair with his fingers and smiled at himself in the mirror. 

“Please give it up for…The Hulking Himbo!” 

(A quick author’s note here at the end, this is a growth drive! For Macro March, I am growing this hulking himbo as big as he can get and that will be based on how much you guys like him. To participate, click on the linktree I have in my bio and it’ll take you to the main post on my Twitter where you can grow this hunk. You can also grow him here by liking/favoriting the story, giving me a follow, or commenting on it on any of the other sites. Either way it’ll count towards this man getting bigger. The first round will go through March 1st to March 13th and I will post those results on March 16th. We’ll see how much he grows after just 1 week :) Hope you guys enjoy and Happy Macro March!)

Growth Drive Week 1

[Story Gallery] [Week 0] [Rob's 1st Report] [Week 2] [Rob's 2nd Report] [Linktree] [Ko-Fi]

The results are in and boy did y'all make him grow!

Jared grew to a whopping 1,620 feet tall in just the first week! Keep that energy up as this week the values are increased and you can grow him more!

You know the rules, anything you can do to the post like ❤️ ♻️ 💬 will make Jared bigger so...

Let the growth begin!

“Please give it up for…The Hulking Himbo!” called Rob over the microphone as Jared sauntered out onto the stage and gazed down at all the men seated in the underground strip club. His big bulge waved from side to side as a holographic screen appeared next to Jared’s head reading 6 on it.

“Here are the rules! This Hulking Himbo will grow 1 foot taller for every $10 you give him. We accept cash, check, and most third party apps,” said Rob like a fast talking commercial advertisement. The crowd hollered again for Jared as he hit a double bicep pose and flexed his massive pecs.

“Y’all ready to see this big daddy GROW!?!” shouted Jared. Dollar bills started flying through the air onto the stage as an answer to his question. Jared smiled and started dancing for his clientele. He popped his torso forward for the men in the audience making his sizable chest jiggle. Bringing his hands up to his collarbone, he stroked them down his body while gyrating his package forward. His massive bulge bouncing right in front of a man’s face.

As dollar bills fell on the stage floor, Rob fangled with the remote in the DJ booth. Pressing various buttons on the device, the hole for the vacuum setting extended into a hose and started slithering towards the stage. The hose sucked up all the dollar bills at Jared’s feet and the number on the screen beside Jared’s head started to flicker. 

“That’s it folks, now watch and see what your hard earned cash is doing to him.” Jared felt the same warm sensation that he had felt when Rob had taken his measurements before, but this time, it felt so much more intense. Every fiber of his body felt like it was having its own personal orgasm as he felt his skin stretched. His cock immediately got hard and strained the speedo to leave nothing left to the imagination. Opening his eyes with a jolt, Jared looked down and watched his body swell bigger. He could see the men below him getting further away as his head rose higher.

“Holy fuck,” Jared managed to get out of his mouth as he grew. He had stopped dancing entirely and the men in front of him stood there in shock. Right before their eyes, this hunk was growing taller by the second. The number on the screen next to Jared blinked into a 7, then quickly an 8. His limbs stretched in every direction and his muscles looked like they too got a bit of a pump from Jared’s growth spurt.

As quickly as the growth spurt had started, Jared felt the warmth that had engulfed his body fade and eventually extinguish completely. Looking back up at the audience, Jared saw the men gobsmacked. All of their mouths hanging open in awe of Jared’s size. Jared stood up to his full height and stared down at the men ogling his big body. “Who told you it was okay to stop?” Once the words left his lips, the men resumed their cash flow towards Jared’s dance. “And quit throwing those one’s around! I need MORE!” roared Jared.

All of the men in the room clamored towards the stage and started throwing piles upon piles of money at Jared. “You need to be as big as possible!” called one man from the crowd. The big man resumed his dance and could feel the new weight of his body as he moved. His big feet thudded loudly against the stage making the poor wood creak. 

The dollar bills littered the stage and the vacuum quickly sucked it all up leading to the warmth returning to Jared. This time however, Jared kept dancing and played through the growth. He gave the crowd a nice body roll and with every roll, his torso got longer and broader. The screen next to Jared’s head quickly blinking passed numbers.

Jared was brought out of his fantasy when he felt a bump against his head. He had hit the 12 feet tall ceiling and still he grew. Bending over, Jared got down onto his knees and was still towering over the men around him. He raised his arms above his head and flexed his abs. His ab’s easily looked bigger than a man’s fist and were still growing. 

One man being so bold as to walk up to the giant and slip a $50 bill in the speedo. “Bigger!” said the man as he got a quick rub of Jared’s humongous bulge. His hand looked so small next to the golden stag that stretched across the speedo. Jared’s eyes lit up when he saw the $50 and he could feel the results almost immediately.

The numbers on the screen flickered as it skipped over many sets of numbers before settling on 50. Jared could only moan as energy coursed through his veins and his body grew faster. Not even caring about the tiny men in front of him. Even from his kneeling position, Jared’s head was again approaching the ceiling. But just before it did, Jared’s body crushed the stage beneath him. Postponing his breakout of the ceiling, but only for a moment. 

As Jared’s body rapidly filled the room, bells and whistles rang from the DJ booth. “Congratulations! For reaching 50 feet tall, you have unlocked a free boost to your muscles!” shouted Rob. 

“A what?” growled Jared. As if to answer his question, his muscle started heating up along with the already warm energy he could feel running through them. Jared’s muscles had been growing proportionally to the rest of his body, but now he could feel them growing faster than the rest of him. He looked down and saw his chest heaving out bigger and bigger with each breath. Each of his pecs could fit a man on them already and now they could be compared to king sized mattresses. His shoulders broadened and made the giant become squished between the walls. His back thickened and pressed into the ceiling above them. His already fat ass growing to the size of an actual dump truck and breaking down the wall to the backstage rooms. 

“Everyone out unless you want to get crushed by your growing god!” Jared moaned as cracks in the wall formed. The men in the bar rushed out of the building and turned back and saw Jared’s giant form tear apart the roof of the building. 

Jared got up from his kneeling position and took in his new view. He was standing taller than many of the smaller buildings on the outskirts of the city where his club was. At his giant size, Jared’s muscle already looked ginormous, but with the added boost, Jared had gone from athlete to bodybuilder. He looked down and saw all the men still standing below him along with a growing crowd of passersby. All of them staring up at the giant with hard ons in their pants. 

With a bright flash of light and a poof, Rob appeared on Jared’s shoulder. “Alright big guy, you’ve had your fun. Now let’s get that Speedo off.” 

“What?!? Never! I’m not even close to the size I wanna be!” Jared’s voice echoed through the entire city like thunder. It being much deeper now thanks to his new size. “You tinies are gonna hand all your money over to me! Meet your new ruler!” boomed Jared. 

“We’re not giving you anything!” came a voice from the crowd. Jared got back down on his hands and knees and narrowed his eyes at the crowd. 

“Which one of you bugs said that?” He scanned the entire audience until a man on the other side of the street raised his hand. 

“I did! You can’t do this. You’re taking all these people’s money and for what? Just so you can have more business as a stripper? Or fame as a giant? Uh uh, fuck that. Don’t give him any of your money!” yelled the man. 

Jared crawled his big body towards the tiny man, his hands leaving craters in the street as he did. “I think I can, you pathetic worm!” Jared plucked the small man off the ground like he was just an action figure. Standing up to his full height, he brought the man right up to his face that was taller than him by a few feet. Rob beside him, hovering watching the exchange. 

“You- you think you can scare me?” said the man as he looked down and saw just how high up he was. 

“I don’t think I can scare you. I know I can,” growled Jared as he took his fist and punched a hole in the building next to him like it was brittle paper. “And no one is stopping me from growing. Especially not a small, insignificant, bug like you.” Jared raised his head back and opened his mouth. 

“Wait, wait no! I didn’t mean it! Hold on! We can talk about this!” yelled the man. But it was no use. Rob’s eyes widened as Jared tossed the man down his throat like he was a little cracker. 

“Too late. You’ll be better as fuel for my growth!” said Jared as he swallowed. 

“Did you really have to do that?” asked Rob as he laid down on Jared’s pecs. 

“I did. I can’t let these small insects think they can get away with shit like that,” whispered Jared to Rob. “If you all don’t want to end up like him, I suggest you open up your wallets and start handing all of it over!” Jared’s voice thundered through the street as the men held up cash in their hands offering it to him. Either out of attraction or fear. 

It didn’t matter to Jared, he felt the flow of energy come back and he was growing again. The holographic screen popped into view next to Jared’s head, now the size of a Jumbotron, and the numbers rolled past 60 and 70 in no time. Standing in the middle of the street, Jared could see all the buildings shrink away from his view. His shoulders pressed into taller buildings beside him as he became wider than the 6-lane road below. 

As he continued to grow, Jared felt the energy current getting weaker. Glaring down at his followers, he saw them still throwing money his way. “Rob, what’s going on? Why am I growing slower?” asked Jared, reaching 80 feet tall. 

“You’re not growing slower. You’re just so big, it’s hard for these guys to give you enough money for you to see actual growth,” replied Rob. 

“Then I guess I need to get some new followers.” Jared picked up his massive foot and started walking towards the city. The ground shook as he walked and he accidentally crushed a parked car like it was a leaf in autumn. Citizens all over the city could see the giant walking towards downtown and while some ran in terror, others were drawn to Jared like a moth to a flame. 

Reaching downtown, Jared felt his growth come to another halt when he got too far away from his minions, but it was only for a moment. He looked down at the city and most of the buildings didn’t even come up to his waist. The only thing bigger than him now were the skyscrapers that stood over a thousand feet in the air. 

“Congratulations!” shouted Rob as he poofed in front of Jared’s face wearing a party hat. “You have reached 100 feet tall! That means you get a boost to your cock!” Jared smirked and was going to speak, but cut himself off with a moan that shook the buildings around him. 

Jared’s bulge bucked as it inflated in size. His cock must’ve been 15 feet long at his size, but it swelled bigger and bigger inside its purple prison, along with his balls that were filled with gallons of cum. The fabric of the speedo stretched and stretched as Jared’s cock extended multiple feet a second. His bulge growing down to his knees, shins, then finally resting on the street below him with a wet spot the size of a billboard.

The transformation stopped and Jared caught his breath for a moment as he looked out at the city and basked in his size. Taking in the view of all of the little people scrambling towards him to worship his massive body. He loved it. He needed more of it. “Rob, project the QR code on that skyscraper. I wanna milk these tinies for everything they’re worth,” said Jared with a smug smirk on his face. 

“I don’t know, big guy. You’ve already grown plenty,” said Rob as he floated around Jared’s head. 

“I didn’t ask for your opinion. You’re supposed to be giving me the royal treatment, remember. Now do as your king demands and get the money moving again!” yelled Jared.

Rob let out a sigh and started pressing buttons on the device. “It’s your funeral.” Rob pointed the device at one of the skyscrapers that surrounded Jared and a massive image of a QR code was projected onto the building. 

“Citizens of New York City!” shouted Jared from the center of town. Windows on buildings shattered as Jared’s voice carried on for miles. “This is your new god speaking! Do not be alarmed! I will not hurt you! As long as you make a contribution to your new god's growth!” Jared leaned down to see over his pecs and saw a crowd of people surrounding his bulge. “And if you contribute enough, I’ll even let you live on my incredible body!” yelled Jared as he brought his arms up and flexed. His wingspan now covered multiple city blocks. 

It didn’t take long before the energy began to flow again. Jared moaned and started getting bigger. Much bigger. Unlike in the strip club when he felt a constant flow of size to him, he was growing in bursts. “Woah, people like you. A lot. They’re giving their money away to you in the hundreds,” said Rob with a stunned look on his face. 

The screen floating next to Jared’s head sped through numbers like a slot machine at a casino. 150, 200, 300, 500, the number was jumping higher at rates Rob had never seen before. And Jared’s body was more than happy to oblige. With every heartbeat, Jared rose higher and higher into the sky. His limbs lengthening, his muscle swelling with power, even his bulge got more of a boost and started demolishing the buildings in front of it as it grew. 

Jared started to see the tops of the skyscrapers as his growth continued. One of the biggest cities in the world was starting to feel minuscule compared to his giant body. His big toe was bigger than a car and his bulge could fill an entire stadium at its size. His biceps were forced out to the side into buildings from how muscular they had become. His pecs were so big they could be measured in acreage instead of just feet. His abs were the size of house and a normal street could fit on his happy trail. And his legs looked thicker than the buildings he was standing next to. 

“Alert alert alert!” cried Rob. Jared was brought out of his euphoria of growth and looked over at Rob. “Three people have just contributed a lot of money to your growth!” said Rob with more shock than excitement. 

“How much?” asked Jared. 

“One of them gave you $200 and said he wishes your feet were bigger, another gave you $500 and would love to grow your cock more, and the last one gave a whopping $1,000 to see your pecs and ass balloon,” said Rob with a shocked expression. 

“Can you make it so?” asked Jared as he kept growing. 

“I can, but you might look even more like a freak then you already do.”

“Perfect.” Rob hit some buttons and a sharp pain ran through Jared’s body. “AHHHHH what the fuck?!?” roared Jared. Everyone on the ground was forced to cover their ears otherwise go deaf listening to the giant’s screams. 

“I didn’t say it would feel good.” Jared felt the pain consolidate onto his feet first. He looked down but couldn’t see his feet thanks to his pec shelf and growing bulge, but he could feel them extending across the ground. Tearing up the asphalt on the street as they extended in front of him. Digging deeper into the ground as his weight increased. 

Then he felt the pain travel up to his cock. It already was massive, but it quickly doubled in size. It grew through the city like a train and his balls flattened the buildings like pancakes. To Jared’s surprise, he looked down and could actually see the purple bulge swelling out in front of him past his pecs. Filling his view of what he could see in the city. And he could see little dots all over the speedo of his worshippers. 

“They’re so small, I can’t even feel them!” Jared cried again when the pain moved again to his ass. Jared had always had a fat ass, but now it was growing obscenely huge. The big ass blossomed backwards and outwards and demolished the skyscraper behind Jared. It grew through multiple floors as it bubbled bigger. Turning to the side to admire his ass, Jared was unaware of just how massive it had become and rammed it into a neighboring skyscraper. His big cheeks pressed up against all the windows giving anyone inside an incredible look at his ass. 

Finally, the pain traveled up again to his pecs. Each of them felt huge already in their own right, but as the pain sunk in, they began to surge bigger unlike any of the others. They grew into fat pecs that hung low on Jared’s body. Growing up into his face, obscuring his view even more than it already was. The shadows they cast looked like two massive moons were beginning to eclipse the sun from the entire city. 

The pain began to die down as did the transformation. Jared panted in exhaustion and looked at the screen next to him. 1,090. He had broken the 1,000 feet mark. Rob floated back over to his head and twisted in the air like he was in water. “Satisfied?”

“Never.” Jared pulled himself together and up to his full height. “Where are those subjects that contributed so much? Could you bring them to me?” Rob nodded and poofed away. After a moment, he reappeared with 3 men all standing on Jared’s massive pecs. “Thank you my loyal subjects. Your contributions today have helped greatly in your master’s ascension to godhood.” 

“We love you master!” cried one of them as they fell to their knees and kissed Jared’s pecs. 

“We only wish to see you bigger!” yelled another. 

“Good boys,” purred Jared. “And as a reward for your generosity, enjoy some prime real estate on your growing god’s body. Rob, put these men in the crevice on my body of their choosing.” Rob bowed his head and grabbed one of the men by the arm and poofed them to in between Jared’s big toes. 

“We want nothing more than to serve our giant growing god,” said one of the men kissing Jared’s pecs. 

“Good, you’ll be serving me for as long as I grow,” replied Jared as Rob poofed back and grabbed the next man. Transporting him into Jared’s speedo in between Jared’s cock and balls. “So be prepared to serve me for the rest of your life.”

“Yes master,” replied the man. Rob poofed back and took the man’s hand. 

“Your new home is right here.” Rob pointed at the massive canyon that Jared’s pecs created and the man, without hesitation, jumped into the deep valley and disappeared. “You’ve grown to over 1,000 feet tall, are you done now?” asked Rob. 

“I will never be done. You are going to grow me until I can’t grow anymore, and then maybe even more then. Understand?” asked Jared. 

“Yes,” replied Rob. 

“Yes what?”

“Yes, master,” uttered Rob begrudgingly. “But I will say, you have reached another special milestone. At 1,000 feet, you receive a boost in size based on my approval of your growth. Think of it as a review I’ll send back to the maker of this speedo,” said Rob. 

“Review? You’re gonna give me the best review right? Who else can grow like me?” asked Jared. 

“I’m giving you 4.9 stars out of 5. You lost 0.1 for eating that one guy.”

“Worth it. And how will that affect me?” Rob played with the device before he aimed it at Jared and a purple beam shot out of it. 

“You’ll receive a free 49% percent boost in your size.” Rob couldn’t help but smirk a little bit as Jared contorted his body. His head started spinning as the best growth spurt he’d ever felt flooded his system.

Jared’s other growth spurts paled in comparison to this one. Jared’s head rose towards the clouds like a rocket blasting off. He felt many different parts of his body tearing down the structures of the city as more worshippers clung to his body. Avoiding the tidal wave of growth his body was going through. 

The energy he’d felt started to dissipate and his growth slowed. Opening his eyes, Jared could see the Empire State Building level with his nipple. He smiled remembering how small he’d felt looking up at the giant skyscraper for years. Now it wasn’t even taller than his cock.  Looking around, news helicopters were flying around his head as his growth finally subsided and they looked no bigger than a housefly to him. “How’s the view from up there?” asked Jared. 

“Wanna see?” Rob landed on Jared’s nose and cast the news report onto his pecs. 

“Wow.” Jared’s mouth hung open seeing himself. He was enormous. His body looked big enough to squash one of the burrows in New York and from the looks of it, his cock maybe had. His muscles had grown into a hyper size that made him look buffer than any bodybuilder he’d ever seen. Especially with the boost to his ass and pecs. His width extended over many blocks and there were hundreds of people scurrying around his gargantuan feet. Looking at the screen floating next to him, Jared was elated when he read the number, 1,620. “I’m a giant!”

“You definitely have some giant in you Jaren,” said Rob leaning back on Jared’s nose. 

“Now, why did I stop growing?”

(Some more quick authors notes, thank you all so much for participating in the first round of the growth drive. As you can see, all of your efforts made Jared grow very very big, but it’s still only the first week so let’s do it again, but this time with bigger numbers. A huuuuuuge thank you to those who donated, I hope y’all liked where you ended up. And to the person who reported my story claiming I was trying to get clout, fuck you. Get eatin’ ya little bitch. Thanks for the plot. Anyways, Happy Macro March and on with the Growth Drive! This round will run from March 15th to March 21st. Get to growing!)

Growth Drive: Rob's 1st Report

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Rob gives Sam an interesting update on Jared's growth.

Sam was alone in his shop sewing a new set of apparel for his new line of clothes when he heard a loud ding come from the main counter. Getting up from his sewing machine with the machine still running, he waddled over to the main desk to see a message from Rob.

Dear Sam,

So far the subject appears to be taking to the growth excellently. He easily outgrew this universe’s version of Triple B’s just as he did in the other one. But he has not stopped growing. He has surpassed my estimates on how much he would be able to grow already. At least for someone of this universe. And he seems to only hunger for more growth as he gets bigger.

There was an instance where he did eat a person because he impeded his growth. Claiming he’d be better put to use as fuel for his growth. This behavior is somewhat concerning if he plans on growing even bigger after this encounter. Who knows what other complications might come his way as he grows bigger and I worry for the world if he grows any bigger. 

I also checked his vitals and they all appear normal. Even when he passed the 1,000 feet tall marker, his body appeared to be in perfect health. He is reaching Atlasian levels of big at this rate with little to no end in sight. I have been following orders as instructed and giving him the Atlasian treatment, but I am concerned for his health if he gets more people to donate to his cause for growth. 

Shall I continue his growth or shut it down?

Sincerely,

R-08

Sam opened up his own message to Rob and began typing. 

Dear R-08

Continue your work with him. If my hypothesis is correct, he should be able to withstand much much more growth before seeing any sign of strain. Just try to ensure the safety of the citizens of that world so that they won’t all suffer the same fate as the man who was eaten. At his current size, I doubt he’d be able to hear anyone that small without assistance. Keep the little one’s out of his ear shot and on his body as he grows that way they won’t be crushed by him. 

Do report back on any findings you might have with his cum. As I do my testing back at the shop, I’m learning it is extremely potent with growth properties. If you see anything of note with it, alert me immediately whether it be regarding him or anyone who might ingest it. You have your marching orders R-08. Now grow him.

Sincerely,

Sam the Sizemologist

Sam grabbed a tablet from the counter and brought it back to his sewing station. Setting it up on a table near him, he opened up a live feed of a giant that had emerged in New York City. “Hmm you are a big one, aren’t you Jaren,” mused Sam to himself as he took the purple fabric from the sewing machine to a large vat of a white creamy liquid. Grabbing a hose from the wall, Sam plugged the purple fabric into the wall and flipped a switch. The fabric began to glow and a light humming could be heard in the room.

“Did you hear that world? I am your new growing god! If you wish to be spared from this giant’s expansion, donate to my growth and you’ll be allowed to live on your growing god’s body and watch his ascension!” came the tablet behind Sam. 

“You will definitely be someone we will be keeping an eye on,” said Sam as he took a sip from a blue coffee mug with a large golden S on the side. “Then again, how could we miss seeing someone so big.”