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Love At All Sizes

By Cimmaron Spirit

Commission for werewolfjedi5/Baylith

**WARNING: This story contains: willing size transfer (not calling it size theft!), muscle growth and shrinking, height growth and shrinking, cock growth and shrinking, excessive cum, borderline macro, and size difference. If you aren't 18 or it just rustles your jimmies, then go away. If it does interest you, then enjoy!**

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"So how was your day?"

Nieve groaned, flopping onto the couch in the living room with a loud thud. "Miserable, like usual."

The grey wolf who asked the question came around the corner to see his lion, sprawling out, taking up almost half the living room. It wasn't that the apartment was small, but that Nieve was just that big.

Big was an understatement. Big was being six feet tall and well built, which Baylith, the wolf, was. Nieve was giant. Monstrous. Ten feet of sculpted muscle, with wide shoulders, a broad back, massive arms, bulky thighs, eight pack abs, thick feet and a crotch bulge that made prize winning pumpkins look tiny by comparison. His long, thick flowing red mane, groomed and braided from his chin and reaching down to his stomach, limpy hung off his boulder sized pecs.

Baylith came up and straddled the lion's leg, brushing some long white hair out of his face, glancing at the ripped seams with Nieve's shirt. "What happened there?"

"I reached up to grab a box in the office, and I flexed," Nieve grumbled. "I'm so damned big, just moving makes my clothes rip. Even all these specially tailored "big and tall" stuff."

The wolf, clad in only a t-shirt and a pair of shorts, nuzzled up with his mate, trying to comfort and caress the big cat. The lion wasn't so easily mollified.

"I put a dent in the side of a co-workers car when I tried to get out of my own car when I dropped my lunch and slipped. Going to have to replace the whole door, and I'll have to pay for it," Nieve started. "I banged my head on an exit sign at the office, busted it. Broke my desk when I leaned on it. They won't even let me look at a photocopier anymore without it being smashed to pieces. My back is always stiff and sore from bending over all the time.

"Then lunch time... some bitch called me a freak when I went to get food across the street from the office." Nieve's claws started digging into the edge of the couch. "I know, I know, I'm fucking huge. Twice as tall as 'normal' people. You don't need to remind me! Like, I only workout because if I was this tall and fat I'd be a laughstock. Now I just scare little children and give old ladies heart attacks when I try to be nice and help people!"

Baylith continued to stroke and massage the lion's tense muscles, trying to calm him down.

"And heaven fucking forbid some cute guy walk past," the lion growled. "I spent half an hour in the bathroom jacking off today because some young intern flauntered past my desk. Nearly destroyed my pants when I got that boner."

Baylith was about to comment on how hot and sexy that would have been, but in Nieve's current mood, that may not have helped much.

"I just... I can't do this!" Nieve said, panting in anger and misery. "I can't believe I haven't been fired yet for all the damage I've caused. Everyday, something else happens that's my fault."

"You're just so good at your job that they'll overlook that," Baylith remarked.

"But for how long? Tomorrow I might be told to pack up my office because I'm costing the company too much. And then what? This house... this specially built house for people my size, won't pay for itself!"

Baylith had asked before why Nieve didn't just look for another job. His strength would have been great for construction, his size for guarding and bouncing at clubs. Hell, his physical stature would make him a great personal trainer. Nieve had gotten comments and requests about all of them before. But Nieve always said that they would never pay as much as this job, in an office too small for him, ever did.

And they could have lived on Baylith's income: he had made a moderately successful career out of writing and his more... adult pursuits, more than enough for food, clothing and housing expenses. But Nieve, with a proud Scottish heritage running through his veins, wouldn't allow himself to live off someone else's paycheck.

All these discussions before about how to change things up, and all the arguments with them had exhausted Baylith and Nieve.

So they just lay there: the ten foot tall mountain of lion, and the smaller wolf lying rest on a knee, head resting on the lion's massive chest.

"I just... I just don't know if I can do this anymore," Nieve sighed, depression hanging over the lion like a dark cloud.

"What about those pills?" Baylith asked.

Nieve tensed and flinched. "I... I don't know."

"They've helped you before," Baylith reminded Nieve.

"But... it... changed us." Nieve whispered.

There was a long, awkward silence. Six months ago, Nieve had gotten an experimental drug that was supposed to help with his anxiety. But, instead, something weird happened.

Baylith glanced at the wall, where pictures of the two of them were hung. Back then, Baylith was so... tiny compared to Nieve, barely coming up to lion's chest And Nieve was even bigger then. He had been well over 11 feet tall back then. Soon after that picture had been taken, Nieve had taken some of those pills, and he felt off. Like nothing was at the right spot or height that it used to be - and most of that always happening after he and Baylith had fooled around. A month later, Nieve realized that he actually shrunk a foot in height... and Baylith, without any extra work, had gained an equal amount height, and became more muscular and fit.

Baylith leaned forward, and kissed Nieve on the nose. "But it helped you, right?"

Nieve bit his lip. "Yeah..."

"And... if it did happen again... that you did become smaller... isn't that what you would want?"

Nieve licked his lips, eyes darting around, trying to avoid Baylith's gaze.

"Wouldn't you want to be normal sized? To live a normal life?"

"I... I... maybe. Yes," Nieve said. "I've never been normal..."

Baylith smiled, and kissed the lion again. "Then what's stopping you?"

"Well... you."

"Me?"

"Yes," Nieve said. "Because, if my size is transfering to you... I don't want you to live like I have, too big for everything."

"Why not?" Baylith asked, before leaning in close. "I thought you liked big guys?"

Nieve shuddered, his whole body making the house shake. "H-how..."

"I've seen your porn folder on your computer, silly," Baylith said. "Lots of big guys there. Bigger than you, if that's possible."

"Do... do you really...?" Nieve asked.

"It's not like my job requires me to leave the house," Baylith said. "Besides... big muscle studs are pretty popular right now. I bet I could take a big chunk of that market."

Nieve rolled his eyes. "You and your porn," the lion sighed, before chuckling.

"Art," Baylith said, sticking his tongue out at the lion as he slid off Nieve's knee. "It's erotic art, not porn."

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Moments later, the ten foot tall lion and the nearly half as tall wolf were in the bedroom. The bottle of pills that Nieve had been given a few months before was now empty, the last few pills having been taken by the lion. As far as they knew, there was no side effects to overdosing like that, except that Nieve was most likely going to start shrinking soon, and Baylith was going to get big. Very big.

They both agreed that clothing was going to get in the way, as sexy as it would have been to watch Baylith start outgrowing them. But they also agreed that there wouldn't be any harm in at least having underwear on. The wolf had taken off his t-shirt and short, and now only wore a small black jockstrap of that didn't do much to hide his rock hard cock. Nieve his ripped shirt and frayed pants having been tossed in the corner, now was only clad in one of his specially made jockstraps. The thin, stretchy grey cotton the only thing holding the heavy balls and fat, half-hard cock with any sense of decency.

Decency was the last thing on either mind though.

"Ready?" Baylith asked, climbing onto the bed where Nieve was laying.

"Only if you want it."

"This will help both of us, so stop worrying, and get kissing," Baylith grinned, before pushing his muzzle against Nieve's. Nieve purred softly, before wrapping both beefy arms around his mate and engaged in a passionate, feverish duel between their tongues. Nieve closed his eyes, lost in the lovemaking with his smaller mate.

Baylith's fingers ran through Nieve's chest fur, groping the rock hard pecs and shot glass sized nipples, each tug and twist making the lion groan and gasp between their kissing. Nieve's hands were not any less busy, clutching and squeezing the wolf's ass, kneading the wolf's thighs. A thick finger teased and prodded Baylith's tailhole, which easily made the wolf writhe and moan, grinding his cloth encased cock into the deep ridges of lion abs, the first drops of pre slickening the lion's stomach.

But even as they made out, Nieve could feel some things changing. Barely perceptible at first, and had he not know what was going to happen, he would have thought that he was just dreaming. But, even as his meaty hands grabbed into his mate's butt tightly, he could feel Baylith's ass grow thicker... or his fingers and palm smaller. Most likely a mixture of the two.

Baylith finally pulled away from the kiss, panting, trying to catch his breath. A very sharp eyed observer would see that both men were starting to change. Everytime Baylith inhaled, each puff of his chest outwards seemed to make it bulge out just a tiny bit bigger. Each exhale by Nieve seemed to deflate his muscles and size. Barely noticeable to the untrained observer, but if you had looked away for a few minutes and looked back, you would have noticed the slightest transfer of size.

Baylith wiggled his hips downward until he was sitting on the lion's package, his claws digging into the elastic of the jockstrap. Was it just him, or did it feel rather loose? If so, this was working really well. "Ready to kick it up a notch?"

"Done with foreplay already?" Nieve chuckled. "Pretty sure I'm still too big to cram that in ya."

The wolf grinned. "Soon enough though, eh?" Baylith slid the waistband down, over the fat, thick, hot and heavy piece of lion flesh underneath. The lion's log was now half hard, just about four feet tall, though it may have been closer to five before. Despite the reduction of size, it was already dribbling pre, staining the jockstrap and now cascading off the rising pillar like a waterfall. Baylith starting licking and sucking the pre, drinking up the hot, clear fluid. Bay's rough tongue made Nieve's sensitive cock twitch and harden, and making the cat gasp and moan, bucking his hips.

"Easy there big guy," Baylith said in between lapping up the flowing pre, grabbing hold of the thick pole in front of him. "Can't have you going off too early now."

"Fuck... your good with that tongue," Nieve moaned.

Baylith chuckled as he continued, slower more gently this time, licking Nieve's cock, stroking the bulging member with his hands while grinding his own jockstrapped cock against the much bigger one. Baylith could feel his own cock getting harder, which didn't seem possible: he had been hard as a rock before with his more normal eight inches before. But when the tip of his cock finally managed to work its way out of his underwear, and his balls began to complain of their tight quarters, Baylith realized that he was feeling it growing bigger. His hands and fingers were growing as well, able to grab and stroke more of his mate's cock in his hand, while he felt every muscle in his body tighten up and release in rhythm, each time adding more pounds of muscle, another fraction of an inch of height onto his body. It felt amazing, his body slowly but steadily growing bigger and bigger, more powerful and muscular.

By now Nieve had lost a good foot of height, and his muscles, while still impressive, and also begun to deflate. They weren't mountains of muscle, more like nice hills. Baylith was feeling heavier on his body: still manageable, but increasingly cumbersome. His mane still had the same volume of hair proportionally as before, but he knew that strands of his luxurious red mane was starting to disappear, growing shorter and shorter as it did so.

It was like he was just being compressed into a smaller body, and not having his body just being withered up into nothing. It was just... downsizing.

But Nieve wasn't focused on what he was losing, but what Baylith was gaining. By now the wolf's pecs had begun to push out even bigger, a deep crevice forming between them and topped off by perky nipples that were so inviting to grab hold of and start fondling. Viens began to pop on his arms and legs, pumping more blood through Baylith's body to fuel the growth more. His long white hair was growing even longer, and the first strands of white began to push through on his chest, forming a soft and inviting pillow of white fur. But unlike Nieve's chiseled abs, Baylith was gaining a muscle gut: he was going to be big and powerful, his stomach not fat but just large.

It was going to be sad to not have the big size, but with Baylith getting it, Nieve wasn't going to complain too much.

By now, they were almost equal in size: they each had massive two foot cocks and basketball sized balls that was still grinding between the eight feet tall muscle bound hunks, leaking pre over Nieve's deflating chest, the occasional spurt arcing over his muzzle. Nieve's jockstrap had already slipped off his ass and were kicked to the corner, leaving him nude: the massive, specially tailored underwear was useless for him now. Bay's jockstrap was, amazingly, still holding together, though the inflating balls was making tears and rips appear in the fabric. It was just the question of when the elastic would let go now.

"So, love, what do you think?" Baylith asked, slowing his frotting.

"This... this is amazing," Nieve said.

"Well, want to stop here?"

"What?"

"We are about the same size now. Eight feet or so? Want to just be two large guys?"

Nieve took a deep breath. "No."

"No?"

"No. I want you to be massive," Nieve said, longing in his voice.

"You sure?"

"I want you to be my muscle god," the lion, practically pleading said. "I want you to be a great mountain of muscle and sex and power!"

Baylith chuckled, kissing his mate. "Well, then let's wrap this up."

Baylith, using his newfound strength, reached under Nieve's back and flipped him to his side. The wolf then rolled into Nieve's old spot, the bed still deformed from when the lion was larger. Now Nieve was on top, his cock grinding on Baylith's.

"Take me," Baylith said, part lust, part command.

"W-what?"

"Fuck me in the ass," Baylith said.

"Y-you sure?" Nieve asked. He still had a pretty big hunk of meat between his legs.

"I've had plenty of time with yours," the wolf said. "And I don't think my growing cock is going to fit in your butt. So, why not show me what you can do?"

Baylith reached down, grabbing both of his asscheeks and spreading them wide, inviting the lion to plunder the wolf's booty.

Nieve smiled. "If you insist." He shuffled back on his knees until his cock was pointed at the wolf's tailhole, scooping up some of the pre that had landed on his chest and stomach and lubing up his cock, while another finger began to play with Baylith's hole. It didn't take long for one, then two, then a third finger to slip inside Baylith's rear, making the wolf moan as Nieve prepared.

"Ready, love?" Nieve asked.

"Do it!" Baylith moaned.

Nieve leaned forward, and his cock slid inside Baylith's ass.

"Ohhhh!" both moaned in unison as Nieve's cock, eighteen inches long, slipped inside Bay. Nieve has never had the chance to fuck like this before, his cock being way too big for anything, even toys or similarly giant people. He knew the pleasure of being taken by Baylith, and he just hoped that at his smaller size he could give the grey wolf the same pleasure. He started to pull out, before ramming his whole cock into Baylith's ass. He grabbed hold of Baylith's wide hips, and began to rock his hips back and forth, slipping his dick back and forth through the tight anal walls.

Baylith gasped as the thick lion cock filled his rear, his claws digging into the bedsheets as his body surged even larger in growth. Baylith was a good foot or so taller than Nieve by now, and much bigger and muscular than the lion. His own cock was now gushing pre as it continued throbbing, each heartbeat adding more size to his already massive body.

And the poor jockstrap, which had done so well holding back the growing wolf, had ripped in so many places that it looked like rags over his cum factories. But one errant twitch, and the elastic that had held for so long along his waist and upper thighs finally snapped, exploding into scraps of cotton and elastic that scattered everywhere.

"Bay?" Nieve gasped as he continued panting. "Can you flex for me?"

Baylith grinned, and lifted up both his biceps and obliged the lion. Veins bulged, muscles rippled under grey and white fur, and Nieve nearly came right then and there.

"How's this?" Baylith said, with a grin.

"Your so big, so sexy... and I want you bigger!" Nieve said, going even harder at Baylith's ass.

Baylith made his pecs push out and bulge, making the massive hunks of stone carved muscle bounce, while he felt his body grow bigger and more massive.

"I'm so huge!" Baylith groaned as his body now filled the whole massive bed that once took Nieve.

Nieve was closing on six feet tall going in the other direction. He was now fit and lean, not the giant of muscle that he was before. But Nieve didn't care. His mate was now like him before, and that was good enough for the lion.

Nieve reached up and grabbed hold of the five foot pole of wolf cock in front of him, licking and kissing and stroking it as he continued to ram his steadily shrinking cock into the massive muscle ass. Baylith's balls had became huge beanbags of cum, warm and soft as his torso slapped against the heavy sac, nearly dwarfing Nieve entirely. The pre was a torrent, drenching Nieve, Baylith, the bedsheets and the room in hot, sticky, clear fluid.

"I'm so close," Nieve panted, giving a few more ragged thrusts. He had no idea fucking a mountain of beef was so hard: that must have been why Baylith was always exhausted after their lovemaking.

"Fill me up!" Baylith roared, using his massive legs to wrap around Nieve and pull him closer.

Nieve gasped, this whole body twitched, his toes curling, his back arching, his balls lifting, before he finally let out a shuddering gasp, and he finally hit his orgasm.

But he didn't let go of Baylith's cock as rope after rope of lion seed filled the giant wolf. He continued drinking the pre and rubbing it up and down, before the massive cumorbs began to shift and heave.

"I'm... gonna... CUM!" Baylith roared out as his massive cock suddenly shuddered, and the first, massive strand of cum rocketed out of the tip, impacting the ceiling and raining down on the two. The second was just as big, the third followed so closely behind that Nieve mistook it for just one long, constant flood of wolf seed. Nieve's red mane and golden fur was now more white than anything, as was most of Bay's lower body, with only a few splots of cum landing on his massive chest and broad shoulders.

Nieve gingerly pulled out as his orgasm ended, his cock now a simple seven inches long, and he ended up falling forward onto Bay's stomach with only the rock-hard, cum spewing five foot long cock to cushion his blow.

"I love you," Nieve said, with a yawn. "My big, hung, muscle god wolf."

Baylith, still cumming, wrapped his massive arms around the lion, and licking some off the cum off his face. "And you, my little kitty."

They lay there for a long few minutes as the last of Baylith's orgasm finally ended.

"Well, now we get to try out that big bathtub of yours," Baylith said.

"But you've used it before," Nieve said.

"But I wasn't eleven feet of muscle either," Baylith replied, rolling off the bed, the five and a half foot tall lion still against his chest, and made their way to clean up.