This choice: "Let me try putting it on and.. er, you know..." • Go Back...Chapter #5"Let me try putting it on and.. er, you know..." by: Dragonien  “Let me go... er. You know. Do my thing, with the necklace on. Maybe it'll give the size back to you, alright?” Tyler offered in a soft, sympathetic tone... It was a struggle however, as Tyler, even without him having been having some 'fun' with himself, was painfully erect from the sheer thought of his increased height and mass. He was still pretty short, but he wasn't a runt anymore, and he had some real, if lean, mass on him now! Visible pectorals, and when he flexed his arm, there was a small visible mound of muscle that would well up across it. Somewhere, deep down, he didn't want to fix this... in fact. He wanted more.
For the moment, thankfully, his worry for David was overpowering that desire.
“alright... just... make it fast, alright?” He murmured softly, hesitantly pulling the necklace off his head and handing it to Tyler. After a few seconds he blushed again when he realized what he had said, and quickly turned his back so he didn't have to look at his still naked, and still erect brother. He slowly made his way out into the hallway, pulling Tyler's door closed behind him as he did, and glanced over at the height chart marked into his door frame, glancing back between his height mark, which was now noticeably above his head, and then down to where Tyler's was... significantly closer than he would have ever liked it. What if this was permanent? What if he was going to be stuck this big forever? He wasn't really THAT much shorter, I mean 6'9” was still pretty damn tall, and was at least average for dragon size. Muscle mass could, with work, be gotten back... but the height, if that was gone forever, was he going to be stuck being that much shorter? All he could do was sit there, and hope this worked...
Once David left the room and slid the door closed, Tyler quickly ran his way back over to his full length mirror, unable to contain his excitement anymore. He pushed his briefs, still pooled around his thighs, back down to his feet and stood there in front of the mirror, nude, once more. But now, he was taller. Visibly taller. To someone that's over 7 foot tall, 6 inches of height isn't nearly as much as it might be to someone thats barely 5 foot tall. So while it had been noticable to David about the height he lost, it was notably more significant to Tyler. Everything in his room looked a bit smaller. His head came up higher in the mirror than he was used too, his body was even a bit wider, taking up more of the mirror than he was used too. Slowly Tyler started to raise up one of his arms, watching his chest shift slightly, as that faintly visible, new, pectoral muscle tensed a bit from the movement. His arm curled inwards and he couldn't help but let out a soft moan as he curled his arm inwards, seeing a visible, if tiny, swell of muscle raise up on his arm. To anyone else it would be pitiful at best... but to someone like Tyler who had never had even that, and suddenly had definition to his arm, it was amazing. Then his eyes trailed downwards.
Tyler had always had one redeeming quality to him, His cock. He was short, he was scrawny and had no fat or muscle mass to speak of and was tiny in every visible regard, till he took his pants off. Fully erect, at his shrimpy 5 foot height, he was a bit over 8 inches in length from the base of his shaft out to the head of his circumscribed endowment. 8 inches was a fairly impressive size on a normal sized person, but with it and two large hen egg sized balls attached to his tiny frame, it made it look huge. But now, thanks to his added 6 inches of height increasing his body size proportionally... and what he could only assume was more than just muscle and height given too him, he was even bigger down there than he had been before. Where before his dick had been a bit over 8 inches in length, now it was well over 9! so thick and heavy that it took both of his paws to properly wield it, and even then some of it stuck out from his fingers.
It was all so much. His paws started sliding up and down that thick slab of meat, stroking faster and faster across it, the still rather small purple dragon letting out a soft groan of pleasure. He watched himself jerk off in the mirror, something that he normally never did. But seeing himself, if still scrawny, so noticeably taller, more muscular and more hung, was driving him wild. His imagination was drifting around, imagining himself as big as David was normally, towering over everyone else... then even bigger, till he loomed over even that jerk, Fang. All of them standing beneath him as he shoved his way through them, pushing Fang, David, and the rest of the football team around as easily as they did to him. Both the football players and cheerleaders flocking to him, worshiping his massive body. Licking, rubbing, squeezing and groping over every inch of his massive frame, as they poured on praise and verbal worship across him...
Tyler's eyes slid closed as a low groan escaped his lips, stiffled as he bit down on his lips to keep it from being too loud. His hips jerked and cock flared, as a thick glob of sticky white seed splashed across the front of the mirror, followed by a second, then a third. Over and over he began painting the front of his mirror in his spunk. And as he did he felt a tingling warmth spread through him, like it had before when he had first changed, and only further increased the stimulation of his orgasm...
by the time it finally began to ebb, Tyler was groaning and panting for breath. Struggling to keep from gasping thanks to the intensity of his orgasm. He was so far out of it, he could barely even think straight. That had probably been the most intense orgasm he had ever felt. His lips were curled back in a rather dopey grin as, out of reflex more than anything else he started to reach down for his briefs to pull them back up over himself...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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