"I wish Omair would double in size!" Ken said.
Omair laughed. "Yeah, right, Ken. You might want to try for something a tad more realistic. And what are you trying to tell me, that you want me to dominate over you?"
"Well, you never know," Ken said with a mischevious grin on his face, which turned quickly to a puzzled look.
"Uh, Omair?" Ken said. "Was your shirt that short before?"
"What are you talking about?" Omair asked.
"Look!" Ken pointed at Omair's midsection, which was now visible between his shirt and pants.
"Huh?" Omair looked down, feeling his stomach. The bottom of the shirt continued to rise higher, inch by inch, and his jeans were starting to tear.
"Holy shit," Ken said, "it worked! Omair, you're growing huge!"
Omair was now about 8 feet tall, and the growth seemed to be speeding up. His toes had punched through the tips of his shoes and socks. His legs were lengthening, and burst out of his jeans, revealing a black pair of briefs, which were themselves straining to hold everything in. His shirt finally ripped apart as well when he reached nine feet.
Ken's jaw dropped open as he saw his huge friend towering over him, almost completely naked. He was so stunned that he didn't notice his cock had grown rock hard. "Wow, Omair," he said, "this is amazing! How does it feel?"
"I--I dunno," Omair said. "I'm a bit light-headed."
Omair continued to grow. His underwear finally gave in and split apart, allowing his cock to spring out, a foot long and still soft. This in itself started to arouse Omair, and his cock began to harden.
"Watch out, Omair! Your head!"
At that moment, Omair's head was beginning to press against the rafters of the attic. He quickly sat down to avoid any destruction of the house or his body. Finally, at twelve feet tall, his growth stopped.
Ken walked over to Omair, speechless. Even sitting, Omair was still taller than Ken standing. Ken placed his hand against Omair's chest, touching his nipple, which was almost as big as Ken's palm. Already horny, Omair leaned his head back and let out a slight moan.
"Omair, just...wow!" Ken still couldn't find the right words to say.
"You like this?" Omair said, nervously.
"Do I like this?" Ken said. "Omair, this is fantastic! You're twice my size!"
"So, what do you want to do now?" Omair asked.
"Well," Ken said, with a grin crossing his face.
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