Jamal was a young Afro-American boy, who lived in the hood among exclusively other Afro-American families. He spent must of his time outside, spray painting on walls or doing some activities with his friends.
Today on his 18-year old birthday his friends had gathered some money to buy him a bag of weed, which Jamal had just lid a wrap of while he was walking home.
But as he was about to smoke it, a police car came around the street corner at high speed, which baffled Jamal so much he did not even attempt to run.
Two officers stepped out, which Jamal had seen many times before, however the height of them both seemed to be way smaller than he remembered. But everyone in his community had felt that lately about everything; their beds had felt smaller, their houses had felt smaller, hell even their clothing had felt smaller, which was why Jamal’s otherwise loose, white undershirt, baggy dark pants and untied sneakers was now snugly strapped around his body and felt tighter than few days ago. It was not a rare sight for the police officer either as they had observed what seemed to be a growth spurt among the black community in the area, which none of them really liked to see.
They were going to take Jamal in, who did not resist, but had great trouble fitting inside the cop car. Crammed in with his legs pressed up against his chest and head bent against the ceiling, the cops took Jamal off to the station.
As they drove off, Jamal could feel the weed kicking in, since he ate the wrap when the cops arrived. It made his body relax and spread a warm feeling inside of him. Something strange happened too, as it seemed like his body was losing its ability to hold back the growth genes that steadily had increased the size of black people around the globe for days now. Giving the growth genes more power as Jamal got high and let his body go, relaxing and releasing.
It was like a steady tide rolling in, as Jamal’s body slowly began to grow visibly larger right then and there in the cop car. His already snug feet stretched the front of his sneakers to the breaking point, and ten black toes burst out from the tip of them, keeping on stretching forward and growing larger. Jamal’s pecs and abs pressed more and more against his skin-tight undershirt, which finally ripped at the handles but was still covering his upper body since he had his knees pressed against his chest. But that didn’t last for long, because the cop in front of Jamal had noticed the huge pressure added to the back of his seat and both officer felt a weight pulling the car down behind them. They turned around to check what was going on, only to see Jamal with closed eyes, growing right there behind them. He crammed and stressed the back seat further and further as it couldn’t handle this huge, growing black boy pressing against its leather and iron frame.
The car’s hull began bending and creaking in bursts from Jamal's expanding form. His legs had finally gotten so big and strong that he caved in the seat in front of him, stretching his feet out and pressed the ripped off seat up against the windshield and airbag panel, effectively crushing the police officer sitting in it, but Jamal didn't pat attention to his murder, he only cared about stretching his legs as it felt so good to finally get some room. Jamal’s short pants had ripped its sides open in the process, but had also torn its zipper apart, as a mighty, black cock had steadily been pushing the fabric more and more with its greater and greater size since they began driving. It grew and harden too from Jamal’s weed trip, the shaft slapping against Jamal’s stomach as it was released, its 10 inches length kept getting bigger, juicer and fatter. Jamal with his back arched against the ceiling, looked proud down at his hot, sweltering schlong. Growing this big was every boy’s dream.
The last officer fled the unstable and combusting vehicle, that groaned and shrieked loudly from the metal getting bent. Right as he got out, the roof exploded asunder from Jamal’s naked body, letting him out into freedom as he sat with his ass covering the entire backseat and luggage room, while his legs had sprouted out of the car doors in the front, he must be 14 feet tall now!
“Stop fucking growing right now! That’s an order!” the cop pulled out a gun: “Respect my authority!”
“Respect this dick!” Jamal replied, destroying the police officer with a crushing, black fist. Crushing the office gave Jamal such a power rush, feeling so powerful and big now. Jamal’s cock was truly a dick to be feared and respected too, this large, dangerously-growing, black cock could rip girls in halves now, and it kept growing to Jamal’s great joy. He stroked his proud manhood while flattening the remains of the cop car beneath his rear, finding his confiscated weed bag in the wreckage and rolled a joint with the some police report paper, lightning it from the heat of the busted car engine.
The weed wrap was so small between his fingers, but he smoked it anyway, Enjoying the vapors while enjoying his cock. Masturbating out in public while laying on a cop car, this was dope as fuck. Jamal’s weight kept increasing with each second and each drag he took too, turning this fit, muscular, overly hung, giant African warrior even greater.
Just like how Jamal’s colossal balls could not wait to release their stuffed-up load, Jamal could not wait to share a joint between friends and families back home either, once he was done jerking a fat one out of course.
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