m/m Pleasure Growth Part 10 (Finale)

[FREaky]

The final chapter of this one folks.  Hope you enjoy. - Frank

 

Pleasure Growth 10

by F_R_Eaky

Part 1: http://muscle-growth.org/topic/1116-pleasure-growth/

Part 2: http://muscle-growth.org/topic/1117-pleasure-growth-part-2/

Part 3: http://muscle-growth.org/topic/1118-pleasure-growth-part-3/

Part 4: http://muscle-growth.org/topic/1256-pleasure-growth-part-4/

Part 5: http://muscle-growth.org/topic/1257-pleasure-growth-part-5/

Part 6: http://muscle-growth.org/topic/1389-pleasure-growth-6/

Part 7: http://muscle-growth.org/topic/1489-pleasure-growth-part-7/

Part 8: http://muscle-growth.org/topic/1551-pleasure-growth-part-8/

Part 9: http://muscle-growth.org/topic/1719-pleasure-growth-part-9/

 

 

Aaron walked around slightly in a daze.  His memory was returning to him.  Thoughts of his brothers, mom & dad, and Zeke were flooding his mind.  This was also flooding his mind with emotions of love for Zeke, fear for what was happening to hia body, pleasure because it felt so good to be so be and strong and healthy.  A couple times he stumbled, due to his mind wandering off and trying to make sense of what was happening to him, what was going to happen, was it done, what will be done afterwards?

 

But the loud thumping sound his feet made reminded him of some of his older brothers, how they stomped around the house, or so it seemed, after their growth spurts and then filling out after joining the football team.  The each loved it when they could make the floor shake and the thump of their feet reverb across the house.  When Zeke came to work for them, he blended right on in, making large thumping sounds.

 

"But now..." thought Aaron to himself... "Now... I can out thump them all tip-toeing.  I make it reverb across a state!"  The thought of how big he was came over him.  The thought about how Zeke seemed to really love his new larger boyfriend.  The feeling began to get a hold of Aaron.

 

"No!  I gotta stop... Can't think anymore like that.  Can't grow.... but it feels sooooo good when and after I do...."

 

Suddenly Aaron heard what sounded like hundreds of tiny elf or smurf like voices, and he looked down to see where he was and what was making the noise.  There beneath his feet was a very large crowd of people, stands, and somekind of field.  Not being able to clearly see it from his height, Aaron backed up a bit and knelt down, putting his head almost on the ground.

 

Looking at everyone as if they were legos, or a miniature set of pieces, he began to notice several groups of things on the field: a semi with a large rope around it's bumper or axel; set of marbles made out of stone....no not marbles, large balls like a medicine ball and getting larger, all along some posts of some kind; a series of tractor tires; some very large posts; and several other items grouped together.  Aaron then looked over at a set of small tents and noticed there were several men; some were in polos with stop watches and clip boards while the others were in t-shirts, tank tops, underarmor, and kilts.  The men in kilts were a bit taller and quite a bit bulkier than the men in the polos.

 

"Hey.... I know what this is.....You all are doing a strongest man competition here aren'cha?"  Aaron said with a smile, his face beaming.  "Didn't mean to interupt..."  and then Aaron's smile turned into a smirk.  "...but since I have..."

 

Aaron moved his hand and grabbed the rope attached to the semi between his thumb and forefinger. "Hmmm don't want to pull this too tight.  Might send the semi and trailer flying through the air and we don't want that!"  And moving his hand and then his arm slowly, Aaron pulled the Semi and loaded trailer with ease all the way across the specific drive in about a minute.

 

"Hahahahaa... you guys normally need to use your whole body to move that and it take you like five to ten minutes!  What else do we have?"

 

Now moving over to the large round stones, again with his fore finger and thumb, Aaron picked up each stone and after bending over to eyeball it as close as he could, place each stone on the large pedestal of which it was to go on top.  It took him a few minutes to do this, but only because to him it was like threading a needle.

 

"That was quick...and fun.... next!  Oh yeah... got to flip those monster tires don't we?"

 

Aaron leaned his body over put his finger and against one of the tractor tires and gave it a small flip.  His small flip sent it hundreds of feet into the air, to have it come down and bounce out of control.  Luckily it was rolling away from the crowd out into the dessert.

 

"Whoops..."

 

Aaron then proceeded to flip over all the tires using his thumb in a matter of mere minutes.  Quickly made short work of all the strength tests he could find, he announced that he was disqualified from the bar bending as when he went to bend them he always did it too fast and they simply snapped in half.  The crowd stood there in awe at this slightly over 500 foot tall extreme bodybuilder and all the stregnth acts were absolutely nothing to him.   Course many looked because not only was his body the build of a God, but they couldn't but help see his huge porn like, in giant sized endowment, even though it was flaccid.

 

Aaron  turned a surveyed everything he had done, looking down at the stack of large posts, the only thing he had left to do. 

 

"The last bit of the competition....what were these things called?  Caspers...capers... no cabers...the caber toss!"  And Aaron picked one up with his hand, it not even looking like a baton, drum majorette nor conductor type in his overly sized hands. 

 

"Usually you have to cup your hands together and balance this thing near your crotch don't you?"  Aaron mimic the movement with one of the gigantic posts and looked down.  "Ha.... is this thing is even the size of my cock!  Sorry, ladies.  Well, guess sorry everyone... I'm so big I don't have any clothes to fit! hahaha...."

 

Feeling a rush of power or adrenaline hit him... he laughed harder, and began to flex his upper arms doing a knelt double biceps pose, after tossing the caber, nonchelantly, nearly into the next county. Then he picked up a caber and snapped it in two.  Picking up another caber he held it in his palm and moved it next to his cock.

 

"HA!  It's not even as long as my prick flaccid!"

 

And he began to rub the caber along side of his cock trying to see how and were it even measured when suddenly his cock began to become erect and suddenly ooze and swell even longer.

 

"Oh yeah... it's becoming erect!  Let's see how much my cock towers over this caber when it's fully hard!"

 

But more than an erection was filling Aaron, another of the growth spurts was coming in full force effect.  Aaron moaned and then slightly screamed in pleasure as his cock errupted further and further out from his body becoming veiny and engorged, thick and solid with blood, looking extremely long even for his giant size.  But his body too, began to lengthen and increase in size.  The nails digging up dirt and his toes using that to gouge out trenches on the field, his feet widened and lengthened stretch more and more out.  His knees began pushing up small rolls then mounds and finally mountains of dirt and they pushed and grew along the field.  His head rising even higher and higher, his shoulders and back broaden wider and wider. As he grew taller and taller! 

 

But the weight of him was increasing at a phenominal rate.  Not only was he getting heavier proportionately due to his extreme height, but he was packing on more and more muscle meat as the feeling over took him!  Shoulders were pushing against traps. Traps were mounding up higher and higher threatening to engulf his neck, but it too grew taller and thicker pushing back until it seemed Aaron's head was encased in a helmet of muscle.

 

His arms got fuller and fuller, thicker and harder, denser and stronger fighting for room the bis with the fore arms, the fore arms and bis along with the tris fighting against the lats and struggling for room against the chest.  Aaron had started stroking his cock, but his arms were getting pushed so far up he could barely get his finger tips to touch his cock.  He even tried to lick his prick head, but desite it having grown long enough, his chest simply pushed it too far away and kept his head from bending forward.  His thighs and calves blew up even thicker as well, sending him into a standing kneeling position as they were now so thick he couldn't sit back on his calves and shins.

 

The sensation stopped and Aaron let out a mighty roar that could be heard several counties, perhaps a state over.  People ran screaming out of the stands, fighting one another to get out and make it to their cars.  Some of those cars would never run again.  Hitting a climax, Aaron managed one last stroke of his cock and erupted a full fledged gyser of cum that went soaring for several hundred feet and landed on the far side of the parking lot, sending cars careening down a torrent of cum that flowed like a river for about a mile out into the dessert.

 

ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZOOM! ZOOM!

ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZOOM! ZOOM!

ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZOOM! ZOOM!

ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZOOM! ZOOM!

ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZOOM! ZOOM!

ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZOOM! ZOOM!

 

"Angel Three to Base, can you read us over?"

 

"Copy that Angel Three.  Do you have a sighting of Lumberjack?"

 

"Boy do we ever, Major.  We just did the tactical fly by... report from scanners coming in now...We'll do another pass anGOOODLORD ALMIGHTY!"

 

"Come in, Angel Three.  What do you see.  Do you have confirmation of the 500 foot Lumberjack?"

 

"Negative, Major.  Not because we don't see him, but because he's grown...again!  Computer analysis shows him to be one-thousand, twenty nine feet tall."

 

"One thou....repeat, Angel Three. Did you say he was just slightly over one-thousand feet tall?"

 

"Correct, Major.  We are going to have to rethink operation Bunyan Down.  I don't think what we have is going to work."

 

"This is Angel Five approaching target for sand stinger."

 

"Negative.  Angel Five, Hanson, do not, repeat DO NOT FIRE!"

 

But Angel Five had already gone ahead with the discussed plan.  He zoomed close and let rip with a missle that had been turned into a giant size hypodermic needle, for all intents and purposes.

 

"Angel Four and Angel Six behind ready with Buyan Bolo."

 

"Negative.  NEGATIVE.  ABORT ABORT ABORT!  Flywheel and Corkscrew get yourselfs out of there.  He's grown, the old parameters are now too close!"

 

The missle struck almost true, hitting Aaron just below his buttocks.  It was exceptionally painful, it felt more like a large mosquito bit to Aaron than anything else, but it was enough of a shock to cause the typical knee jerk reaction: quickly pivoting his torso around, he swug his hand out high, fast, and hard to smack the region where the mosquito stuck.

 

KRANG!

 

Angel Four was accidentally back handed.  Smacked but good and set soaring over the horizon.  Angel Six was in it's path of trajectory and had to do some pretty fancy maneuvers to get out of the way fast and safely.  It still sent him into a corkscrew which he nearly didn't get pulled out of, and cost him his lunch, which he was none to happy about.  He had to fly away to get his air hose for his mask cleaned out.

 

Aaron feeling what felt like a hot wheels die cast car hit his hand, moved his gaze directly in front of him and saw some of the other planes zooming at him or off to the side.

 

"Oh!  Oh!  The fly boys are at it again are you?"  Aaron stumbled a little bit feeling slightly dizzy.  Shaking it off, a look of anger came over his face.

 

"Did... did.... DID YOU DRUG ME!  WHAT THE FUCK!  Well, it's not enough you toy soilders!  I'm even bigger and stronger than I was when we met earlier!"

 

Picking up a couple of cabers he tossed them through the air.  Angel Five saw the approach of the first and veered out of its way, but didn't expect the arrival of the second one so soon or higher than the last.   KER-RUNCH!  It hit and went through dead center of his tail section.  Spinning out of countrol, he opened the hatch and waited as long as he could to see if the plane would stop rolling or slow down in revolutions before he hit the eject button.

 

"STINGER!  Angel Three to Base.  Lumberjack has taken out Angels Four, Five, and Six."

 

"We counted on this sort of thing.  Back up is already on the way."

 

But Aaron, having watched many a military movie when growing up and hearing his dad talk about campaigns, figured it would be more than the fly boys arriving.  Picking up the bars, the stones, the pillars, the semi, the bars, the bleachers, and everything else on the field he began to hurl them in the direction from which the airplanes had arrived. 

 

One helicopter taken down by one of the stone balls.  One tank ground to a halt as a bar was thrown with such force it pierced the tank just above the wheels but under the treds, and causes that set of treads to break free, leaving the tank only able to move in circles. After several vehicles were struck and many incapacitated by the damage, the order for a dead stop came.

 

They sat there for a while from a distance while Aaron stood looking out towards them.  Time its self seemed to suddenly hang longer and harder than Aaron's cock did.  Finally there was the sound of explosions as many of the far ranging vehicles let loose a barrage of fire.  However, Aaron had begun walking towards them just as they pulled the triggers, and hearing the shots began to run and then slam down sideways onto the ground and start rolling to where the men were. 

 

It meant most of the shots missed him, and the shockwave from his thud to the earth sent most of the vehicles bouncing upward and unable to immediately respond when told to fire once more.  Rolling over the first line of vehicles, crushing them severely, Aaron rolled into a kneeling position, one knee down, the other up, and took a look around.

 

Raising his hand he brought it down on a couple of vehicles and just smooshed them into the earth.  His other hand lead his arm to sweep away another section of vehicles, looking like a conquerer gone mad while viewing a map of where his enemies were and simply sweeping them off.

 

"I wasn't going to hurt anyone, you pricks....but you just had to try and bring me down....DIDN'T YOU?!?  Now I'm three four times the size I was.  I'm a fucking titan now!  I am a colossal titan!  My muscles are so fucking huge I could take down a mountain, and you think you're going to do something to me?! AAAAAAARRRRGH!"

 

Picking up tanks left and right, hurling them with easy towards oncoming helicopters and planes.  He was standing in the middle of them, so they couldn't fire as often as they would like or bomb the place as they'd take out their own.

 

He chucked a tank. "HAHAHAHA FEEL THE POWER!"

He swated a helicopter. "SEE THE STRENGTH!"

He scooted platoons of soldiers over with his bare foot. "WITNESS THE SHEER SIZE!"

 

"You fuckers thought you could just bully your way to me and take me.  HA!  and again I say HA!" and he raised his foot and brought it down hard upon the earth, sending shockwaves throughout several states and down to Mexico.  Those on their feet or in lighter vehicles like jeeps were tossed and jostled about like beans on a paper plate being thumped from underneath.

 

Picking up a tank he turned it upside, just a few feet above the ground.  "Out!.... GET OUT OF THE TANK NOW!"

 

The men inside finally opened up the hatch, battered and bleeding from being shaken inside the tank so violently.  Aaron placed the tank up to his cock, the open hatch touching its head.

 

"I'm so fucking big, this hole doesn't even fit around my cock!"  One handed, Aaron began to crush the tank sending fuel and oil and such streaming down his hands.  At that moment, the fact that he was so huge he could decimate an entrie army single handedly without weapons pleased him very much.  He felt like he was the ultimate man.  He knew he was an alpha male.  He knew he was THE ALPHA MALE!  His cock began to stir and he took his finger tips and fumbled for his cock, using the oil and gas as lube and began to stroke, stroke, stroke, as the feeling began to wash over him.

 

"Oooooooooohhhh hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha you've not seen anything yet!"

 

Once again, his body just ballooned out, soared up, stretched beyond, inflated, bullked, hulked, he just simply grew...and Grew.....and GREW.....and GREEEEEEEEEEEEEEW!  In mere minutes as he stood up, his feet exploded in length and width, pushing jeeps, tanks, fuel cars, rocks, sand, rock ridges out, over, away for several field lengths.  Some men tried to get out and make a run for it, but were crushed by the moving onslaught of toes they couldn't even begin to stand as tall as and they were only getting bigger and reaching out farther.

 

Aarons body shot up taller and taller and taller.  There were loud cracks and pops accompanied by moans and groans from Aaron as his shoulder morphed and mutated becoming inhumanly wide and taking on that much more muscle.  His chest popped and inflated, ballooned, barrelled until it hung down to almost his second set of abs and nearly as wide as his shoulders, his arms were so huge and thick with muscle he was damn near impossible for him to bend them, so too were his legs.  He just grew and grew till he seemed like he was nearly as wide as he was tall, one hundred percent pure muscle and maybe, just maybe an ounce of fat.  He cast a shadow over the dessert that stretched for miles, some folks thought it was an early setting sun and feared the world was coming to an end.

 

Stroking and pumping like mad, as best he could, Aaron laughed as he felt himself swell and grow with even more power, size, and strength.  He enjoyed it even more when that size hit his cock and balls and he felt how huge and heavy they were.  He was definitely a man now, with nads and cock to show it.  He felt his skin itch just slightly as the hair that had started coming in a few growth spurts ago came in even thicker all over his face, chest, part of his upper arms, his under arms, forearms, abs, crotch, and legs, as well as growing long enough on his head to come down to his shoulders.

 

"AAAH!  OOOH!"

 

Feeling himself getting ready to climax once more Aaron leaned back as far as he could, pointed his cock down as best as he could parallel to the ground and with a finally stroke released a load worse than any tsunami mankind has ever seen.

 

"AAAAAAAAWWWWAAAAAAARRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUAAAAAHHHHRRRRRRGGGGGH!"

 

Most of the army in the center of the plain were drowned in a torrent of cum.  Many others were wounded by vehicles moving fast in its current and crushed or pinned by those vehicles.  The other men had to deal with a sudden microburst of a sandstorm, for upon his release, Aaron dug his free hand deep into the earth and threw a huge clod of sand in their direction.  Burried, swamped, swept away, when Aaron came to out of his ecstacy stupor, he stood up and proceeded to head in the direction the army came from.  He knew there had to be at least a base, if not a town, that he could reach and then inquire which direction to go from there.

 

CCCCRRRRRCK  "Major Jenkins to Base, copy, over?"

 

"This is General Hargendorff, Major. We read you, over."

 

"Lumberjack is on the move, the entire combative force has been wiped out.  He complained we came after him and after seeing the devistation he caused, my adivce would be to let sleeping giants lie."

 

"Major are you saying everyone was wiped out?"

 

"Yes sir.  He was bigger than we anticipate from our last fight, and he grew right in the middle of our current fight.  We won't have a chance, sir."

 

"How big are we talking major?"

 

"General, my jeep is at the bottom of a twenty foot crater that is his footprint.  I tried to follow him and ran into this.  The scanner on my jeep got pretty banged up, but if it isn't a computer glitch, we're in big trouble."

 

"Again, major, how big?"

 

"Approximately two-thousand fifty feet big, General."

 

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Night fell, and soon Aaron was looking down the horizon to decide which way to go.  The sun having set, he noticed something like a sunset off in the distance and knew it must be a town of some size.  He began to walk towards it.  Reaching it within a few minutes, he began to have an immediate affect: people in their cars staring up at the giant suddenly coming into view, forgetting to look at the road ahead of them and slam right into the car before them.

 

The city had lights, lots of lights. Lots of signs, too. Dozens of signs advertising hotels, casinos, diners,  Aaron had managed to find Las Vegas.  People, police, managers everywhere began to scream and panic as they felt what they thought was an earthquake after exceptionally loud booms.  Their buildings shaking, some experiencing cracking, they came pouring outside to get to safety.  Aaron had decided to walk down the main road and was completely destroying it with even the lightest of his steps.

 

He was thinking about smiling, no, smirking and calling out to these people, taunting them for being so afraid of his stature and power, but admist the screams and cries of panic, he began to hear a faint sound of cheers and horns honking.  Turning the direction of the cheers, Aaron walked down to the end of the strip to one hotel and convention center.  Once there he heard the cheers turn into some kind of chant.

 

"EX!....EX!....EX!.....EX!.....EX!...EX!"

 

"I'm sorry, folks.  I'm so tall, I can't hardly even hear you.  I don't know what you're saying, but I appreaciate the cheerful sound you are making towards me."

 

Suddenly the large marquee started flashing widly, all out of control.  Aaron knelt down to look at it, thining he must have cause something to rupture or split apart in the sign.  But when he got there, the sign began to flash. "LOOK AT HOTEL MARQUEE!!"  Aaron turned his head towards the entrance of the hotel and there above the doors was a large sign that read: "WECLOME GUESTS OF MACROCON!"

 

Aaron turned back to the grop of people and said, "Macrocon?  What's Macrocon?"

 

The convention center marquee flashed again and suddenly the words scrolled up, "IT'S A CONVENTION OF MACROPHILIA LOVERS"

 

"Macrophilia lovers?  What is macrophilia?"

 

"LIKE, LUST, LOVE OF ALL THINGS GIGANTIC!"

 

With that post on the marquee there was a huge cheer from the crowd with flashing of light and honking of horns.

 

"So you guys love things gigantic?"

 

flash flash flash "YES, WE ALSO LOVE THINGS EXTREMELY WELL BUILT.....AND HUNG!"

 

More cheers came from the crowd.

 

"Well, little people.  I am definitely all that.  Nice to make all of your acquaintances.  Wish I could do something for you."

 

Again the crowd began to chant, "EX!..EX!....EX!....EX!.....EX!....EX!...."  and just before Aaron was ready to ask them again what they were chanting, the convention marquee flashed, "FLEX! FLEX! FLEX! FLEX! FLEX! FLEX! FLEX!"

 

"Ohhh now I gotcha!  You wanna see all this muscle in action?"

 

CHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-WHISTLES----EEEEEEEEEEEE-HONK HONK-EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER

 

"Well, alright!  HOOMMPPPPPHHHHH"

 

And the crowd proceeded to go wild.  Aaron stood up and did a front double biceps pose, then moved into a lat spread. Next moving into a side chest, followed by a side triceps, and then a rear double biceps.  Aaron was going through the motions he'd seen on many a bodybuilding competition he had jerked to when in high school and his parents and siblings were away.  He wasn't sure if he was doing them correctly, but the crowd was cheers and applauding so loudly he knew many of them had to be going hoarse.  He moved into a rear lat spread, then a hands overhead abdominal display, followed by obliques and intercostels display, then a forward quad display of first the right and then the left leg, then turned and rose one leg up on the ball of his foot to show off his calve development.  He then faced forward again and raised his hands up high in the victory pose and while everyone cheered massively over that, he brought his arms down in the most massive most muscular-crab shot pose anyone has ever seen a bodybuilder perform.

 

 The crowd went ballistic.  Several people fainted, several men came on the spot from the first pose, in the middle, or most definitely at the end with the most muscular.  The crowd began to run at him and he wasn't sure what to do, he started to walk backwards a bit when suddenly the sign flashed:  "WALK TO YOUR LEFT AND SIT DOWN ON THE BUILDING!"

 

Surprised, Aaron stuttered, "I...I...I can't do that?  I'll crush your building."

 

"NOT OUR BUILDING AND WE DON'T CARE! WE WANT TO WORSHIP YOU!"

 

Aaron smiled at those words and turn and walked to the building and began to sit down upon it.  Using all his leg muscles to support himself on the way down, so he didn't just instantly collapse and sit, Aaron sat and went through the twenty-fifth floor....twenty-fourth...third...second...first...twentieth....boom Boom  BOOOM.  It finally stopped on the seventeenth floor and poor Aaron felt like he was sitting in the lowest sitting adorandack chair in the world.  Settiling in he smiled down at the people and said, "Alright I'm going to get comfortable and extend my legs and feet.  Becareful and move out of the way now.... .... .... .... ready?  Here I go."

 

Aaron extended his feet and then let them rest, where upon the people of the macro convention began to use anything they could to climb up on top of his feet.  They began using ropes, cherry pickers,  water jet packs in the convention center marquee pool... you name it they used it to climb up on top of his feet and began to spread out and fall down on top of them and rub him, and stroke him, and stroke his ankles and dance through the hair, and have picnics and wine and beer, and make love on top of him.

 

Suddenly the marquee flashed again:  "OH GREAT ONE, WHAT IS YOUR NAME?"

 

"My name?  My name is Aaron, lil' folk."

 

"WE ARE WORSHIPPING YOU.  WE WISH TO SEE HOW MANLY AND VIRILE YOU ARE.... IF THAT IS OK.... WOULD YOU JACK OFF FOR US?"

 

Aaron tillted his head back, in as much as his traps and shoulders would let him, and laughed heartily.  He reached for his cock, fumble feeling for it, for in its flaccid state he couldn't actually see it at all underneath his pecs.   Stroking his schlong, Aaron closed his eyes and began to feel his firm strokes, as well as all the tiny strokes on his feet and ankles by his admiring crowd.

 

Meanwhile out on the street a car pulled up and came to a screeching halt.  The people inside had seen the way convention goers were communicating with Aaron and man in what appeared to be climbing gear had rushed inside the building.  After a few minutes he ran to one of the feet of Aaron and got assistance up from several of the people.  Whispers and comments began to spread from one convention goer to another and soon as the tall, fairly well built man in climbing gear began to run for the base of the ankles, the crowd began to chant: "GO! ...GO!....GO!....GO!..."

 

Aaron felt a slight sting near his ankle, but resisted the impulse to perform a knee jerk reaction as that would send his new found followers flying through the air to land a couple hundred feet to the street or parking lot.  Feeling the sharp tiny pains again he looked down to see this loan figure climb up him and knew he must be wearing logging boots or telephone pole boots and gloves, to climb up effortlessly.  He began to get annoyed at the audacity of some individually just climbing up him without permission.

 

"Alright, little man, who dares to just climb up me without my permission?!"

 

Suddenly the marquee flashed: "OH GREAT, AARON.  DO NOT SWAT THE MAN!  WE HAVE A SURPISE FOR YOU!......"

 

Suddenly there was a picture being run on the marquee, just large enough for Aaron to see.

 

"Hello, my love.  Aaron, it's me, Zeke.  I have been following you, trying to catch up with you since the you ran away from your home.  I was so worried about you... even more worried now that you've grown and grown and grown.  But no matter how big you are.  You are not a freak to me.  You are invincibly beautiful and I still love you, more than ever.  We may not be able to have a relationship like you wanted...and the cure Sanjay I have to stop this, well is now to late, but I can at least help you past this last hurdle to become the ultimate man, for I love you so much.  I'm going to help jack you off, and then I will reside forever in your cock, to always help jack you off when you feel aroused.  Love you."

 

The crowd cheered their approval and a live picture came up on screen of Zeke making his ascent past Aaron's knee.

 

Aaron  became misty eyed, and cried a little.  "I love you too, Zeke!" and with that he waited until Zeke had made the climb across his thigh, to his crotch, and then grabed a hold of his prick so it would be steady and not bounce as Zeke walked it's entire breathtaking length.

 

Once there, Zeke, clamped into place to plates on either side of Aaron's piss slit, each one holding a bungee chord attached to a harness.  Zeke stepped into the harness and made a motion signally that Aaron should raise his pecker up.  As Aaron did so, Zeke walked to the top of the head, and then jumped as hard as he could into and down through the piss slit.

 

Down down down he plummeted through the inside of Aaron's cock. where upon the slowing of motion and just before the return ride up, Zeke put on some weird kind of gloves, boots, and helmet made of a very slick and gooey material.  As he was snapped back up he stuck his arms and legs out to rub the inner wall of Aaron's prick.  Aaron sat up suddenly moaning loudly as he felt that inner rub travel down his cock, across his balls, over his asshole, up his buttocks, around his waist, up his abs, over his nipples, up his throat, until finally settling in his lower lip.

 

"OOOOH MOTHER FUCK!"

 

The crowd cheered madly and began to throw themselves, every single one of them, prostrate upon Aaron's massive feet.  Aaron began to stroke harder and longer his might dong, while Zeke kept bouncing and stroking on the inside of it.  Aaron closed his eyes and began to picture it was Zeke, his size giving him a blow job and the words escaped out of his mouth, "Oooooh Zeeeeeeke."

 

Suddenly his cock lurched forward.  No it just suddenly grew.  Wham another few feet longer.  WHUMP!  And yet again.  Aaron rolled his eyes in the back of his head over this feeling.  The sound of breaking concrete and asphalt, crushing metal and car horns filled the air.  The hotel that Aaron sat on began to moan and groan and give way all the way to the first floor.  Aaron was once again growing... Growing....GROWING.... GROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWING!  His last and final spurt.  The feet grew into might support base slabs of manly meat.  His legs just got longer and longer and longer pushing those feet past the marquee and into the convention cener.  His head had torso rose higher and higher and higher still into the dark night sky.

 

Every muscle fiber on his body twitched and stretched, split and grew, swelled and pumped, become stronger and denser.... Aaron would be able to look at the hulk, even if just as tall as he was and proclaim him, "puny hulk!"  His biceps actually were the size of mountain tops.  His chest barrels and spread out as far as large desset mesas and plateaus. His thighs became as big as redwoods, several of them tied together!  Every breath, every motion, every twitch sent a flurry of bunching and contracting of the largest, most mounding and swollen muscles ever seen on a human body of any size.  He just simply grew and grew and grew.....

 

Finally Aaron couldn't take it anymore his growing, inflating balls, suddenly pulled back up inside him once more while his cock seemed to become that much larger, extend that much further, and his ass rose up and clinched tightly.

 

"HOOOOOOOOOUWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

 

Zeke heard the mighty roar of his lover even from inside his lover's dick.  Looking down he closed his surprised eyes and smiled, waiting for the massive torrent to hit him.  He thought to himself, "Nobody else will ever say they went 'white water rapids' rafting like I have."  The stream hit him and carried him right on out of Aaron's prick.  The blast so powerful, the clamps didn't even hold Zeke in place for one second. In an instant Zeke was gone soaring over the top of Las Vegas landing miles away where the gigantic lake sized pool of cum would splatter.

 

Aaron smiled and said a very hushed thank you to all his devotees, rolled his eyes back into his head, and passed out into a very heavy sleep.

 

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"Robert, I'm at the scene of the Titanic Hotel and Convention center where the young man, now giant, Aaron Shelley, lays in a very deep sleep after having caused massive amounts of destruction and devestation from pleasuring himself.  We've been trying to get witness statements of how horrible this has been, but all we can find are people who have become, well, devotees and worshipers of this incredible young man.  It seems that no one here at the hotel mined all this devestation as they belong to subset of people who love extremely gigantic men.  They love men, or women, who are colossal in stature, with genitalia or breasts like a porn star, and muscles so strong and huge the incredible hulk, hercules, and superman would have problems living up to this paragon of physiques.

 

"The lastest reports from the military have come back and what they confirm is astounding.  As you can see from this panoramic shot, most of Aaron's torso covers the Ambassdor Hotel next door to the convention center.  That's most of Aaron's torso.  His shoulders and head extend past the foundations of the hotel, the hotel itself lies in ruins beneath him.  Aaron's legs on the other hand stretch all the way across the length and width of the parking lot, even beyond in width, and into and nearly through the convention center itself.  This is because, according to the military, Mr. Shelley stands four-thousand one-hundred and one feet tall.

 

            Scientists around the globe are trying to figure out exactly how much, with all his muscle mass he weighs, what kind of devestation this could do to the planet, as well as figure out how Aaron was able to grow this big, which should be a medical impossiblity.  We further more must figure out how he's going to eat, what he's goint ea.....Oh!  There's a tremor here, Robert!"

 

"An earthquake, Lucy?"

 

"I'm not sure... there are several tremors and they're getting stronger.  Everyone is looking to Aaron, but he's still sound alseep.  The ground is shaking horrifically.  I'm asking our camera man to get down on his knees as I joing him and hope to keep reporting....  This is really quite difficult to keep standing even on my knees.  The thuds or explosions are getting louder, almost like they're coming closer.  Wait... there are several people screaming.... the convention goes are cheering, some of them have binoculars and see something on the horizon.  There is a large something coming this way... OH MY GOD!  It's another man... I mean another giant!  Another colossal man and he looks to be the same size as Aaron here.  It's like... It's like the invasion of the Titans or something from Greek Mythology.  He looks confused... no wait he's looking this way and smiling... He's coming our direction!"

 

"AAAAARRON!  Aaron, wake up!  It's Zeke!  It's Zeke, baby.  The formula spread to me with instant affects.  Now we can really be together."

 

"The raven haired giant is kneeling next to Aaron. Aaron is waking up and he looks surprised, shocked, now he's smiling.  They're embracing... they're kissing.  These convention goers are cheering like made like it's the Second Coming or something.  And now... now..... OH MY GOD THE SIZE OF THEIR DICKS!  Oh!  I'm sorry, Robert, viewing audience... it's just the two giants have just become aroused and it appears... it they are... they are going to... OH THAT BULDING!  Oh... uhm....back to you, Robert."  

[muscl4life]

Okay, I am sorry for being sooooo late to this party, but that's your fault. It took me a long time to read through the chapters, not because they weren't marvelous, but exactly because they were so intensely marvelous that I couldn't last through each single chapter, and each time i started over to re-read...welll the results weren't much different.

 

But finally, I made it to the end, entitled to fireworks show! AMAZING! A manly macrophilic muscle marvel! We've been through a lot of stuff with Aaron, from his humble origins until his ascencion, and his reward for being a rightful muscle monster hero. In my opinion, you have written not only a fantastic muscle growth story, but a very personal one, it was really spiced with the details and scenes that your readers can recognize as belonging to your particular world, it read comfortable and very hot at the same time, and for that I really thank you!

 

Congratulations on accomplishing this epic muscle and macro growth piece, I hope you had lots of fun writing this, or maybe this was harder than we can imagine, since it was so powerfully erotic. You deserve the best compliments for the growth descriptions, not just physical but spiritual as well, Aaron surely embraced the muscle god role that was set for him!

 

I know this could be asking too much, but since you are such a complete artist, maybe, some day in the future, we can see this amazing scene of Aaron and Zeke making out in Las Vegas by your drawing skills...

 

Anyway, congratulations again! This was truly a great adventure!

 

Cheers

[scot158f]

Awesome finale!! Congratulations on this wonderful conclusion:)

[arcto]

YES!!! FINALLY, I can post again, stupid computer.

 

Anyway on to important matters, I loved this chapter and really enjoyed the fact that he became a cult following. I wish I could've read about the giant sex Aaron and Zeke were going to have, but that is a tale for another day. Maybe if we wish hard enough Mr Freaky will give us a nice juicy epilogue.

[HotLat]

Wow esta genial, aunque pensé que pasaría más entre los novios