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Tightly packaged muscle 💪

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Hey everyone. So, it's my birthday month (YAY!🥳 I'm getting old. lol), and I wanted to do something fun. hehe. I'm sure most of you already know how it works. It's pretty simple: If you commission something, you'll receive a number (a ticket) to participate. At the end of the month, I'll randomly pick up a number, and the lucky person will have a $45 bonus to use on their next commission.

You also get some benefits if you commission something big (complex drawings, multipart stories, batches of morphs), and you'll receive an extra ticket if you are an active member of my Patreon.

The only requirement for you to participate is that you pay in advance.

Each morphs will be completed within 48 hours. Each story (about 3,000 words) will be completed within 7 seven days. Each drawing will be completed between 3 or 4 weeks, depending on how complex it is. And I work on each piece according to the order then come in.

The usual rules apply: no vore, no underage, no furry, and some other stuff you might already know. All commissions are private unless you explicitly allow me to post them.

If you have any questions, feel free to DM me.

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juicy 🧃

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When I say I want this man massive🤤

He’s already huge but I feel like he has so much potential to be gigantic😈

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When I say I want this man massive🤤

He’s already huge but I feel like he has so much potential to be gigantic😈

@thegallantme on Twitter

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Bro, something’s wrong with my ass. It feels…bigger all the time. It’s growing all the time. What do you think? I got these shorts last month and I think I already outgrew them.

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Bigger than a house

HOW BIG DO YOU THINK I SHOULD GET, LIL DUDE?? 🥩😵‍💫

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Recent ball-bellied commission - Keeping fed and happy

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It’s been 5 years since Nick had his second child and told his partner, Brad, that “The library is closed”. Of course, Brad never quite believed he was done with having kids. If anything, the urge became more pronounced as time went on. Nick would have these waves of excitement when one of his friends announces they are having kids, or really anytime someone mentions kids. Of course, Brad had great joy in saying, “Ah, but the library is closed, remember?” Nick would then squirm and say, “Oh… true”.

At the same time, Nick was happy to have some sort of semblance of a male figure again. Now that the kids were in school, and he was back in full-time work, he had some time again to get back to the gym, which allowed him to regain most of his muscle back, the one that helped Brad fall in love with him in the first place.

It also meant that Nick and Brad were back on a regular schedule in the bedroom too. They had more time to do what they enjoyed the most with each other - having sex for fun. However, they did all they could to prevent Nick getting pregnant again, so it was all protected sex. Except for one night…

Nick and Brad went out for a date night, which involved dropping the kids off at Brad’s parents house, then going to their favourite local bar for drinks and dinner. It was also a strict “one look at the phone” type of date, because Brad realised very early on that Nick stresses about the kids all the time. Even during the breastfeeding stages, Nick would worry that he wasn’t giving them enough milk, so read up on how to produce more milk naturally. It worked so well that Nick now has slightly puffy pecs for good.

Their date night slowly turned into more drinks than food, and sure enough they got to a local gay club at an ungodly hour, kissing on the dancefloor in a sickeningly romantic way while charli xcx blasted in the background. Brad then whispered in Nick’s ear, “Let’s book a hotel room for tonight.” 

Nick whimpered in pure drunken lust as they left the club, with Brad sliding his hands down the back of Nick’s jeans to touch his puckering hole.

***

8 weeks later, Nick looked at his reflection in the mirror and noticed his abs were looking bloated more than usual. He wondered if his metabolism was starting to slow down, or if he ate something dodgy the night before that’s just causing a temporary bloat.

It wasn’t until he walked out of the bathroom and towards the kitchen that the first sign of something wrong. Brad was cooking bacon and eggs when the smell of the scrambled eggs made Nick immediately run back to the bathroom and vomit profusely.

Brad turned the stove off to go and check on Nick. He knocked on the door.

“Hey Nick, you okay babe?”

“Fuck off, Brad! I’m fine!”

“Sure you’re fine. This is just like every other morning, vomiting at the mere sight of my bacon and eggs.”

Immediately after hearing the word ‘eggs’, Nick threw up even more.

“Right, I’m going to the pharmacist today and grabbing some pregnancy tests.” Brad said while walking away.

“Fuck off, Brad. I’m not pregnant! We used -” Nick stopped when he realised they didn’t use protection on their date night.

“Oh, fuck me dead…” Nick said as he leaned back into the toilet bowl to vomit again.

***

Positive.

Nick looked down at the three pregnancy tests, running through every possible option. He really didn’t want to go through another pregnancy. While he loves his kids, and loved the feeling of being pregnant, he knew that he and Brad didn’t really have the space, time or energy to go through the rigmarole with a third child.

But he also knew that this child was conceived of love, albeit drunken love. He knew that even if he and Brad were getting older and more tired, this child would still be so loved, even if it meant going through another pregnancy and all that came from it.

He opened the door, where Brad was nervously standing outside, much like the previous two times. Nick played on Brad’s nerves by looking completely serious for a couple of seconds, before grinning and nodding. Brad jumped and laughed in excitement, kissing Nick deeply. The two kids wandered out to see what was happening.

“Daddy’s pregnant, kids!” Brad exclaimed. Nick laughed as the kids ran to him and hugged his legs, screaming and laughing.

Yep, I’m pregnant, Nick thought.

***

What Nick didn’t know was how pregnant he was.

A couple of weeks later, at only 12 weeks pregnant, Nick walked towards the kitchen where Brad was cooking the usual bacon and eggs. Brad was excited that Nick was starting to move beyond the morning sickness stage of pregnancy.

“Hey babe, do I look bigger this time around?” Nick asked as he stood and held his belly.

“Well, you seem to be eating a lot more this time around, babe? It might just be because you’re older, your body knows you need more energy.”

“But I swear I looked this big at 24 or 28 weeks, not 12 weeks? I’ve already skipped past the jeans I wore in the first trimester and gone to the jeans I wore in the second trimester.”

“Hmm… do you want to see Ben to find out what’s happening?”

“Yes. I just have this weird feeling that something's wrong.”

“Babe, nothing’s wrong - if anything, you’re looking more glowing than ever.”

Nick chuckled. “Right, thanks babe.” He kissed Brad on the cheek and walked towards the table to sit with the kids.

***

“So, back again, Nick…. Congratulations! I can see you’re coming along nicely for your 20 week scan?” Ben, Nick’s obstetrician, asked.

“Well, that’s actually why I wanted to come here. I’m actually only 13 weeks, so I just want to be sure I’m not going through a weird phantom pregnancy. I googled about -” Nick started.

“Okay Nick, Dr Google also says that every single thing under the sun will give you cancer, so let’s just lay you down and see what’s happening.”

Nick laid down on the bench and rolled his shirt up. Ben looked curiously at Nick’s belly. “Say, it’s not too common for the bellybutton to be looking shallow this early on in pregnancy. I have a feeling you might be carrying multiples, Nick.”

Ben squirted gel onto the ultrasound wand and started moving it around Nick’s belly. Nick looked up at the screen in confusion.

“What do you see, Ben?”

Ben looked intensely at the screen, counting.

“Ben? You’re taking a while to count… that’s not a good sign.”

After a couple more seconds, Ben looked down towards Nick and said quietly, “Seven. I see seven foetuses.”

Nick’s face went white with horror as he looked back at the ultrasound screen, counting seven little specks on the screen.

“Let’s get you cleaned up and talk through your options. By coming in now, there are options for you to ensure you have a safe pregnancy.”

“With all seven?” Nick asked as he stood up and walked back towards Ben’s desk, wiping the gel off his belly.

“Well, that’s up to you. We’re still within the time period where you could terminate some of the foetuses -”

“How many?”

“Well.. with larger sets of multiples, we typically discuss with the parents about bringing it to a more manageable number, like 2 or 3.”

“So 4 or 5 of these foetuses should be terminated?”

“In my professional medical opinion, yes. We still don’t know too much about men carrying larger sets of multiples. Only one man in research carried 4. We don’t know too much about the risks, but if female pregnancies are anything to go by, more than 4 babies are incredibly risky for both the mother and the babies.”

Nick looked back down towards his belly, tapping his fingers lightly seven times. His mind was swirling with hundreds of thoughts.

“Tell you what, go home, have a chat with Brad, and let’s rebook another appointment later this week. We need to make a decision soon so that, if you do decide to terminate some of the foetuses, it’s a safer operation for all.” Ben said.

Nick nodded and shook Ben’s hand. “Thanks, Ben. We’ll chat on Friday.”

***

Friday rolled around, and Nick sat up in bed groaning. He already ‘felt’ pregnant, with the babies starting to shift lower towards his pelvis. He was intrigued by the fact that he was still early enough in his pregnancy that he didn’t feel the babies move or kick. It did make him wonder how it will go later on in the pregnancy when all seven babies kick up a fuss.

Brad was already cooking the bacon and eggs, giving a larger plate to Nick. Nick smiled as he sat down with a small grunt.

“So, ready for Ben today?” Brad asked.

“I think I’ve made my decision.”

“Okay, that’s all that matters to me. Regardless of your choice, I’m here with you all the way.”

Brad took Nick’s hands and smiled. Nick started tearing up. “Oh, I didn’t miss these fucking hormones.”

“Well, your hormones are currently supercharged, babe! And only going to get worse over the coming months.”

“Tell me about it…”

***

Brad and Nick go to Ben’s office later that morning. “So good to see you two. Hope you’re doing well, Brad?”

“Doing very well, Ben. Bit of a surprise, I must say!”

“Well, safe to say you’ve got super swimmers, and Nick is very fertile. Right, let’s talk through what to do...”

“I’m keeping the seven.” Nick said bluntly.

Ben and Brad looked at Nick, Brad looking more confused than Ben, who seemed slightly concerned.

“What? I’m keeping the seven. If you want to include me in research, I’ll sign whatever is needed. This clearly happened for a reason, so the only reason any one of these foetuses are being terminated is if I’m at risk of dying.”

Ben looked towards Brad, who was still in a state of surprise. “I mean, we discussed the idea of keeping them, but I wasn’t sure if that was what you wanted.”

“I’m sure. We can make it work. We might need to buy a bigger place, but that will be fine. You just got promoted!”

“Yeah, but that would mean we need a place with at least 4 or 5 bedrooms, babe!”

“Again, it’ll be fine. With your promotion and my stable income where I work from home full-time, we will manage.”

Brad turned back around towards Ben, nervously smiling and said, “I guess we’re keeping them?”

Ben smiled nervously. “Okay, it is possible, but I do warn you we are going into completely unknown territory, so expect me to say ‘I don’t know’ a lot. Understood?”

Nick and Brad nodded. “Thanks, Ben.” Nick smiled.

***

Nick and Brad were amazed by how rapidly Nick grew…

... over the following weeks. 

Brad looked at Nick with a deep sense of lust, seeing Nick’s puffy pecs bloating more rapidly than ever before, his hips and ass widening further than ever before, and Nick grunting, moaning and groaning at every movement, kick and repositioning each of the seven babies made.

Nick was in a surreal state of bliss through the months. He became more and more certain he made the right decision, when he felt their first kicks, he felt his first Braxton-Hicks contraction, and even when he felt his first horned-up reaction to Brad swiping at his bloated nipples. Nick loved every moment of it.

Nick realised that at 24 weeks, he already looked like he was full-term, which made him both nervous and excited to see how much further his belly would grow. He was standing in their bedroom when Brad walked in, seeing Nick look at himself in the mirror.

“Babe, I don’t think you could call these pecs anymore…” as Nick turned around and lifted his shirt over his chest, revealing two engorged pecs that appeared fatty. Brad’s eyes stared directly at the two massive nipples poking out from Nick’s ‘breasts’. They were red and swollen, and looked ready to feed their kids.

“Uh, yeah, I guess so…” Brad said airily.

“Brad, my eyes are up here.” Nick chuckled as Brad shook his head and looked back up at Nick.

“I guess it’s… just… amazing… hot… boobs.” Brad slurred as he looked back down at Nick’s transformed body. Brad then leapt towards Nick’s right nipple and latched on, causing Nick to gasp and moan as a river of milk started pouring out of his nipples. Nick slowly moved to sit at the bed, while Brad continued sucking.

“Babe, don’t waste it all, and at least take some from the other nipples so my boobs look even.”

Brad nodded like a child and moved towards Nick’s left nipple, causing Nick to moan even more. Nick felt waves of hormones course through him, heading directly towards his hardening dick.

“Babe, there’s one more place you need to milk me from..” Nick gasped. Brad looked up at Nick and grinned when Nick lowered his sweatpants to reveal his hard dick.

That moment triggered a whole new part of Nick and Brad’s daily routine. Every night, once the kids were in bed, Brad would crawl towards Nick’s side of the bed, where Nick would open his bra to reveal his dribbling pecs. Brad licked his lips as he latched onto the nipples to taste the fresh, warm milk. The only noises then would be Nick’s moans of pleasure and Brad’s lips sucking Nick’s pecs dry.

“Thanks, babe. You sure know how to make me relaxed.” Nick said as he closed his bra again.

“Of course, babe. And you know how to make me the happiest man alive… Milkman!” Brad laughed.

Nick lightly punched Brad’s arm.

***

Nick and Brad were seeing Ben on a weekly basis until 28 weeks, when they saw him twice a week.

“In theory, Nick should have started experiencing contractions this week, but as far as I can tell, you’re only experiencing Braxton-Hicks contractions, your birthing cavity is still shut tight, and your amniotic sac has not ruptured.”

Nick looked up at Ben while he was looking at the ultrasound screen. “So, should I be induced?”

“I guess we could look at that, but you’re also a fit and healthy man to begin with, so we could explore seeing how far you would go with the seven kids. As soon as you start feeling contractions, call me directly and I’ll meet you at the hospital.”

***

Nick and Brad decided to keep going without being induced. Nick didn’t feel any need to do so when he still felt fine - as fine as could be when you’re carrying a belly the size of a country fair show watermelon in front of you. While Nick continued to not feel any labour pains, he did feel every other movement and pain across his body. His legs struggled when he stood up straight, and each step would cause his body to jiggle, which in turn caused the seven babies to kick up a storm. He lost sensation in his legs and feet each time he sat down.

Nick’s kids loved seeing how big his belly was. They started playing a game where they would hide under Nick’s belly while he was standing up. Nick didn’t feel comfortable at first, as it emphasised how big he had gotten, but when he realised how happy it made his kids, he decided to play along.

Brad came home from work one afternoon and saw what was happening. He saw Nick standing, leaning his hands against the table while the two kids were happily playing cowboys and aliens.

“Uhh, what’s going on here? Are you okay, babe?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. The kids are playing with cowboys and aliens…”

“And daddy’s a cloud!” One of their kids exclaimed.

“Huh?”

“Yeah, the kids realised how big my belly is and started using it as part of their games… It’s fine, it’s harmless!” Nick said as he saw Brad’s eyebrow raise in concern.

“Alright, then… who’s ready for dinner?”

***

At 36 weeks, Nick’s belly looked like a blimp stuck out in front of him. He resorted to wearing just a bra and XXXXL sweatpants which still struggled to fit over his massive backside and thickened thighs.

Nick generally stayed in bed these past few weeks, as his belly made it impossible to stand up and walk for long periods of time, and most of the chairs in the house buckled under his weight.

The kids would come in and see Nick each morning, kissing Nick and then kissing the belly before they ran off with Brad to get dropped off to childcare and school. Nick smiled when he saw the kids wave again and waved back from the window, but looked with a pang of sadness as he realised he couldn’t do the drop off or pick up like he usually would because of the seven kids in his humongous belly.

He groaned as he tried to get himself upright in bed, and groaned further when the babies sat deeply in his hips and over his thighs.

“Right, let’s see if I can get up in one go still.” he exclaimed.

“One… two… three!” Nick gasped as he swung himself up and felt his thighs and calves burn in pain, and his hips stretch further to account for the weight redistribution. His pecs wobbled, which was enough to cause his nipples to trickle drops of milk onto his belly.

After slowly waddling towards his wardrobe to put on his usual bra and sweatpants combination, he made the long trek towards the kitchen. In the time it took for Nick to get to the kitchen, Brad was already back home.

“Oh, hello again!” Nick said as he slowly turned around, holding his hands under the massive belly.

“Hello, sexy!” Brad moaned as he took in the sight of his beautiful husband.

“Ugh, I feel anything but sexy today. It took me 30 minutes, it seems, to put on a bra and sweatpants!”

“Well, do you want to set a record for how quickly those can be taken off?” Brad replied as he walked towards the back of Nick, kissing his shoulders and rubbing Nick’s pecs.

As Brad started to unclip Nick’s bra, Nick moaned in delight, but quickly shook his head. “No, we have a lot that needs to be done today, and I -” Nick stopped as he felt a small jab of pain in his lower back. “Oh…”

“First contraction?” Brad asked, looking for signs on Nick’s face that it was a contraction.

“I think so? Hey Siri, start a stopwatch.” Nick said. “There, now we can see how long it’ll be until the next contraction, and then we’ll call Ben.”

“Deal. Great timing that today is a work from home day for me, isn’t it?” Brad said as he walked towards the fridge and grabbed a bottle of milk to go with his cup of coffee.

“You know, although I don’t feel sexy right now… do you need milk for your coffee?” Nick said as he unclipped his bra and squirted milk into Brad’s coffee. Nick could see Brad’s dick hardening in his pants as he took a sip of his coffee laced with creamy breast milk.

20 minutes later, Nick was sitting and watching TV, while having his breasts pumped through a new machine he bought a couple of weeks before, when he felt a sharper contraction. “Hey Siri, STOP THE STOPWATCH!” Nick screamed as he felt his contraction peak. Brad came running out of the home office and saw Nick puff through the contraction.

“Is it really that strong?”

“Call… Ben… NOW!”

Brad drives responsibly most of the time, but this is one moment where speeding was the rule, not the exception. Nick was groaning in the seat next of him, rubbing his belly as each contraction got stronger and closer together.

“Babe, please don’t push. We’re almost there.” Brad said.

“Ughh, I’m trying so hard-AHHHH!” Nick screamed as another contraction pounded across his body and towards his ass. “It really feels like one of them is already wanting to come out!”

At that moment, they got to the entrance of the hospital, where Ben was standing there with a large wheelchair, smiling. Nick looked with concern at the wheelchair, wondering if it could handle his weight, let alone if he fit in it.

“Hello Brad, and hello Nick! You��re already checked in, so I’ll just send Nick to the room while you go and park the car.” Ben said. However, when Brad opened the door to see Nick squished inside the car, with his expanded belly taking over his entire body, Ben gulped with fear.

“I think… I’m… crowning!” Nick huffed.

***

Five hours later, Nick managed to naturally birth all seven of the babies. Brad looked in absolute awe at Nick’s sheer determination to ensure these kids came out healthily. Ben was amazed at how flexible Nick’s anal cavity was in continuing to pump baby after baby out.

Nick, meanwhile, had waves of emotions and hormones blasting through him, making him so proud of his babies. He cried as he birthed the placenta and felt the first set of babies move to his swollen breasts to be fed. Brad also cried in joy, while Ben also shed a tear in wonder.

A couple of hours later, Brad’s parents arrived with their kids, who ran into the delivery room in awe at the seven cots sitting in the room with their new siblings. They got into the bed and cuddled Nick, who beamed with joy at the sight of all 9 of his children in the one room.

As Brad’s parents left with the two older kids and all the newborns were moved to the nursery, Brad moved into the bed and cuddled Nick, massaging his tender belly. Nick quickly looked around the room before removing his bra and moving one of his nipples to Brad, who gleefully started sucking.

After a minute of sucking, Brad released with a pop sound and looked up at Nick. “You’re incredible, Nick. I love you.”

“I love you too, Brad… oh, and the library is definitely closed now!”

Brad chuckled. “We’ll see about that…” as he moved back towards Nick’s nipple and continued sucking milk. Nick glanced over to the window and whispered, “We’ll see…”

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When I say I want you big, I want you big in a way no one has ever seen. I want you so big that people are shocked that a man can be that big. Big in every possible way and growing bigger.

Please like this post if you also like men impossibly big😈

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Happy Valentine’s Day to my big man. This is a pic @bigmpregnm did of us based on our first RP from almost 4 years ago that got us hooked on each other. Love you mi gran esposo.

💙 Your big boy

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Austin was the coolest guy around. He always had a kind (and cocky) smile for everyone, lighting up a room whenever he walked in. But now things are even better. Whenever I look at him, I can't help but gasp. Whenever I look at him, I can't stop staring. His pecs look bigger every day, so full and round, and I'd do anything to worship them up close. His backside is growing almost as much, and I can't help myself. He's too good! He's… he's… oh fuck! He noticed I was staring.

He turned around, grinning and loving the attention. His pecs are on full display because nothing fits him. He adjusts the back of his shorts, the fabric struggling to contain his butt. He notices the stares, winking and moving his head. Is this an invitation to approach?

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“I’m only 3 months along?!? How am I already so big?!?”

Shawn was shocked at just how big he already was being so early into his second pregnancy. His husband had knocked him up with sextuplets exactly one year ago today. Now a year later, Shawn didn’t have a chance to regain his pre-pregnancy body at all after his man knocked him up with their next batch. And considering he’s only about a third of the way through his pregnancy, he’s got a lot of growing to do.

How many kids do you think he has growing in there?

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He couldn’t get enough food! No matter how much he stuffed himself, his belly was constantly growling for more. But his husband was more than happy to feed the beast and watch him swell in every direction. Little did they know why the big bear was so insatiable.

6 months later and he couldn’t stop himself from snacking at all times. Ever since they found out his husband had knocked him up with 6 big and hungry babies 8 months ago, his husband was determined to give him as much food as he wanted to grow his future boys big and strong. He couldn’t wait to see how big he gets in the next month before the birth then next year after he’s knocked him up again and with an even bigger batch of babies.

Morph done by @maxmorphs

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Your shy geeky friend still thinks it was just the creatine you have been feeding him. He is growing before your eyes, you are turning poor little Tommy into a monster.

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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.

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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?”