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How long had it been? Siro sighed as he just about started the long walk home from the gym, exhausted from the intensive workout that he'd just forced himself through. Every single part of his body was sore beyond belief, though he knew that it'd only get worse later on. His heart was racing a mile a minute, yet he still didn't possess a pump that he coveted so much. Years of this and he was barely any larger than when he started. What was it going to take?!

The white-furred dragon barely had enough energy to push open the admittedly heavy front doors before being greeted by the temperate afternoon air, though punctuated by a cool, refreshing breeze. It was at least something nice that he could look forward to at this time of day. That, along with a shower in the locker room to rid him of all the sweat that matted his fur every day that he went, as well as the fresh change of clothes that he brought with him in his fairly worn out gym bag.

Oh, the locker room - it always gave him so much stress to stick around there for long. It wasn't as if the other patrons were particularly mean and nasty to him; on the contrary, those that didn't ignore him outright actually gave him quite a bit of support. It was just that he'd seen them make progress that he so desperately wanted and could never achieve. It made him feel like all his efforts were for naught and he wondered why he kept trying in the first place.

It didn't help the fact that he was also incredibly small in other ways as well. He stayed astonishingly thin despite his constant workouts and whatever food that he ate, which might be a blessing in disguise considering what he normally preferred to get his hands on.

An invigorating gust of wind rushed past Siro, cooling down his overheated body and ruffling his wings. He'd given it all today, like every other day that he was here. It was obvious to anyone watching him that he was putting in effort despite the lack of developments manifesting themselves onto his lanky frame. At the very least he'd sleep well tonight.

He'd always been like this for as long as he could remember - always the runt of his family, as well as nearly every class that he attended. Oh, how he _loathed_going to grade school. He'd heard before that kids could be psychopathic assholes with how unfiltered they could be, but he didn't pay it any mind until he was on the receiving end of a lot of their tormenting. It was never too bad in all honesty until he was forced to interact with the dragons, and then things always got worse.

Whereas the other kids didn't really pay Siro a whole bunch of mind, the dragons made sure to target him every chance that they got. He was made to endure a lot of bullying by their hand, ranging from being shoved into lockers to getting pantsed in the hallways. It forced him to endure a great deal of laughter directed right at him, but it seemed to grow into more annoyance at the bullies as everyone got older, much to his relief. He was thankful once he'd finally graduated from secondary school as he never had to look back.

Things actually improved a ton as he grew up, with his adulthood being far and away better than his childhood ever was. He'd had numerous jobs over the years where he was always treated as a valued member among his coworkers, and not once was his size ever an issue. There was the odd time that he needed someone's help in reaching something, but other than that they were still really pleasant towards him.

Still, he wasn't happy. The memories of the way he was treated by others of his kind lingered in his head for years, and no amount of therapy could undo the taunting that he'd experienced. The fire of frustration still burned in his belly to this very day despite it being close to a decade since the last of it happened, feeling like it would never be extinguished.

Then, he met him.

On the first day of university classes Siro met Ken, a white tiger whom he discovered sharing quite a few classes with. He was instantly drawn to the feline as the other man was quite toned, something which he so desperately desired to make up for his lack of height. This was when he started hitting the gym in hopes of improving himself.

The dragon realized that the two of them actually had quite a bit in common, as evident by their incredibly fruitful discussions on... anything and everything. They seemed to like a lot of the same music, had similar tastes in movies and television shows, played some of the same games, and even went to a lot of the same restaurants. It was a little eerie how much overlap there was between the pair of them, but he welcomed it with open arms.

Siro did almost everything with the tiger, which was really easy to do when you both were taking the same stream of classes. They spent so much time together that, by senior year, he'd actually developed a bit of a crush on the other student. He wanted to tell Ken how he felt, but he was afraid that he'd be rejected and that he'd lose the best friendship that he'd ever known. Many sleepless nights made him reconsider and one day during a study period he just spilled the beans. Surprise of surprises, it turned out that the big cat liked him as well! He could've kicked himself for holding off for so long.

Since then, his life had been pretty damn good. His hunky boyfriend moved in with him into an apartment where the pair of them had lived to this day. The feline was good at figuring out what he needed and made sure that he got it, whether it was a decent home-cooked meal or just the right amount of attention. He had no idea how he got so lucky as to be with a guy who could do all that for him, but he was thankful every day of his life.

A sudden shout from behind him broke Siro out of his daydream. He didn't exactly catch what was yelled, but he knew right away that it was directed at him. This elicited a sigh from him - he had a feeling what was going to happen due to the years of abuse that he'd faced as a child. These days, however, he was far more jaded about it.

"I said, what are you doing out here all alone?" A burly, red-scaled dragon bellowed at the smaller man, being nearly double his height.

With an annoyed sigh, Siro turned around. "Am I not allowed to be?" He responded in a monotone deadpan. This was the road that he traveled quite often to get home, as it was a fairly quick shortcut and sparsely taken by pedestrians, just how he liked it.

"Not when we're around." A second, blue-scaled dragon appeared from behind the first one, pushing the furry dragon backwards.

Siro landed unceremoniously on his wings, letting out an involuntary grunt when he hit the ground. The wind had been knocked out from his lungs and he just about blacked out.

"See what he's got on him." The red dragon commanded.

The blue dragon diligently did as he was told and rooted through whatever pockets he could find. "Nothing here."

"Okay, check the bag." The red dragon crossed his brawny arms along his impressively built chest.

The blue dragon unzipped one the side compartments after feeling it up, discovering exactly what he thought would be in it. "Found his wallet."

The red dragon snorted at the find, though he wasn't satisfied just yet. "What's in the big compartment?"

The blue dragon undid that zipper as well, only to immediately be hit with the stench of freshly used gym clothes. "Ah dude, this shit reeks!"

"Take the cash and leave the rest then. It's not worth it." A wave of irritation washed over the red dragon.

The blue dragon hastily rifled through the leather pocketbook, though shocked with what he saw. "Dude, there's fucking nothing in here?" He took out the only bill that was held within - it was a small denomination as well.

The red dragon palmed his face with a hand and growled. "Just take it anyway." The wallet was thrown back on the semi-conscious man before the other two took off back in the direction of the downtown core of the city.

It was a few more moments after that before Siro felt himself come to again, needing a couple more seconds to regain his bearings. He didn't remember right away what hit him, only recalling the other two men when he noticed his bag ransacked and his wallet opened. Truth be told, he'd prepared for an event like this by only keeping a small amount of money on him, but it didn't lessen the blow of having been robbed. Picking himself up and putting his world back together, he made his way home once more, though noticeably more upset now.

***

The world might as well have not existed to the dragon as he walked down one of the busy streets nearby the apartment complex that he lived in. He'd made his way past all these shops so many times that his brain actively tuned them all out ages ago. That was until he stopped at an intersection, waiting for his turn to cross the street, and saw a brand new store that he'd never seen before.

The sight stunned Siro, who just about felt his jaw drop from confusion. He couldn't quite remember what had been there before as he simply didn't care, but he was certain that this new one hadn't been there for that long. Well, almost certain. Wait, it was a magical goods shop? He squinted his eyes to see if they were being deceived, but no, that was actually what the sign on the storefront said in giant text. He'd had his eyes transfixed on the bizarre spectacle for so long that he almost didn't even notice that the pedestrian light had turned green, allowing him to cross.

The dragon hurried himself along and stopped in front of the store window to get a better look of the goods displayed inside. Right up at the display meant to catch the eye of passersby was a whole plethora of jewelry - from rings and bracelets, to an exceptionally fetching emerald amulet that he actually thought looked nice. A glimpse behind the stand showed off shelves of dusty old relics that seemed lost to time yet were clearly present for anyone to see. He should be heading home, but it wouldn't hurt to just have a quick look inside, right?

The bell atop the doorframe jingled as he made his way inside, though he paid it no mind as he stopped to really take in the atmosphere of the store. It was like he was stepping back in time just looking at some of the artifacts, wondering when in history they actually came from.

There was everything that he could've possibly thought would be here, from religious antiques to expertly crafted weapons, books of all kinds to what he could only assume were good luck charms meant to ward off evil spirits. This place legitimately could claim to have anything that you were looking for and not be lying.

"Oh, hello! I thought I heard someone walk in." A voice called out from beside the dragon, causing him to jump.

It took Siro a hot second to calm down from being startled, looking at who was speaking to him. The other man was another dragon, this time an elderly, green-scaled one. He had a long white mustache and beard that must've been growing for decades. That, coupled with his stretched out torso, instantly made the white-furred man know that he was dealing with an eastern dragon. "Oh, hi. I didn't realize anyone else was in here."

"Is there anything that I can help you with?" The green dragon warmly asked with a smile.

"Oh, no thank you. I'm just browsing." That was normally his line whenever he went shopping as he preferred to peruse the shop himself, but this time he was telling the truth as he genuinely had no money with which to purchase anything.

"That's okay, you just take your time then." The green dragon clasped his hands together before walking in the direction of the counter. "I've been expecting your arrival anyway."

That struck Siro as particularly odd, but he couldn't seem to vocalize how he felt about it. Shaking his head, he went back to scanning the various wares in front of him, not exactly sure what he was looking for. He couldn't remember the last time that he'd been presented with this many choices in a store before.

That feeling followed him throughout the entirety of the shop as he couldn't really see anything that stuck out as specifically valuable to him. In general, sure, but he didn't see anything that he could really make use of. Something like a katana would be cool to just have, but he doubted that his boyfriend would appreciate him coming home with a literal weapon.

With a quick nod of his head, the dragon decided that he'd spent enough time there and was ready to leave, though the clerk noticed him walking past the counter. "Did you find what you were looking for?"

Siro stopped dead in his tracks, nervous that he'd actually have to tell the truth to the elderly man now. "Um, not exactly." He bashfully rubbed the back of his neck while looking at his feet. "Okay, I don't really know why I came in here to begin with. I don't have any cash on me right now."

The green-scaled dragon raised a brow. "Perhaps I could offer you something for free then?"

Siro's first instinct was to object. "No, no, that's perfectly alright. You don't have to do that for me." He held up his hands defensively.

"Nonsense!" The green dragon playfully chuckled, making his way around to the front of the counter. "I must offer you something."

Siro was taken aback by the generous hospitality. "Oh, that's kind of you."

"Please, follow me." It was then that he got to get a good look at the green dragon's attire as he trailed behind. Very few, if any, people regularly wore robes in public these days. It took no time at all until the pair of them were in a back room of the store, with a desk flush against one of the walls. "Now, what would you say about receiving a tattoo?"

Siro thought that his brain momentarily malfunctioned upon hearing that. "I'm sorry?"

"I would like to offer you a tattoo for the trouble of visiting today?" The green dragon clasped his hands together and nodded.

"Wait, for real?" It seemed rather rude for Siro to think this, but the elderly man didn't exactly strike him as a tattoo artist. "Like, something small on my arm or something."

That got the green dragon to warmly chuckle. "No, I'm talking about a full body tattoo."

Alarm bells instantly started going off inside Siro's head. He'd gotten himself into something that he had no way of getting out of and began panicking on the spot, though he tried his damndest not to show it. "O-Oh, no, that's alright. Listen, I really oughta get home now. My boyfriend is gonna wonder where I am and-"

"Oh don't worry, this will be quick." The elderly dragon bent down to rummage through a drawer at the bottom of the desk and came back up with a paintbrush and what looked like a small, ornately designed well of paint. "And painless too!"

Suddenly it all clicked - this was a temporary tattoo. "Oh, okay, I see what you mean now." Siro breathed a sigh of relief. Yet, the tattoo being full body meant that he'd have to strip in front of some random person, which didn't quite sit right with him.

"I know what you're thinking, and no, you don't have to get naked in front of me." The green dragon shook his head. "You're more than free to stay in your underwear."

Even with that knowledge Siro still didn't quite feel entirely comfortable with the prospect of taking his clothes off in an unfamiliar location. However, he realized that he'd never really done anything impulsive in his life before and the allure of whatever was going on was not to be understated. Plus, he felt more at ease than he thought - if something went wrong he figured that he could overpower a frail old man, plus he could just wash off the paint if he was done with it. "You know what, let's do it!" He stated with an air of confidence that he normally didn't have.

"Excellent!" The green dragon beamed as he saw the other man take his shirt off. "I assure you that this will take no time at all. I've done this many times in the past."

Siro couldn't help but chuckle. "I'm sure you have." Soon he was left standing there clad only in his briefs, which expertly cradled his package. He flapped his wings behind him at the feeling of being free of the fabric normally enclosing his body.

With that, the green dragon got to work. With the expertise of a master painter he deftly brushed purple pigment down the other dragon's limbs in a twin helix fashion, taking extra care to make the strokes of paint look like they were crossing over each other. Straight lines, curves, and shapes of all kinds were applied to his fur, including a couple squiggles drawn onto his face. The whole process was meticulous, but it seemed like it would be worth it in the end. "And there we are."

Siro's gaze instantly shot to the other dragon, shocked at the fact that mere minutes had only gone by. "Oh, it's over already?"

"I told you, I'm fast." The green dragon chuckled, placing his painting implements onto the desk beside him. "What do you think?"

"Hmm?" Siro didn't really know how to answer since he couldn't see the whole thing, until he noticed a full-length mirror leaning against the wall next to him. He didn't remember it at all when he entered the room, but he just chalked it up to not noticing it. He twirled his furry body around in every conceivable angle that he could think of, admiring the handiwork of the store owner. "It actually does look really cool!"

The green-scaled dragon hummed cheerfully to himself. "I'm so happy that you enjoy it. Now, let me tell you what the tattoo is capable of."

Siro cocked his head in confusion. "I'm sorry?"

"This tattoo will make your deepest desire come true." The green dragon explained. "All you have to do is make the wish and it will happen soon after."

"What, just the one?" Siro snickered.

"Hey now, beggars can't be choosers." The green dragon tut-tutted the other man, but still felt his mouth contort into a smile. "You should be able to put your clothes back on now, by the way. The tattoo should be set."

Surprised, Siro ran his fingers all over his body and - sure enough - the paint was totally dry. "Oh, wow." Not waiting a second longer in only his undergarments, he quickly reclothed himself and slung his bag back over his shoulder. It was then that he got the idea to check his phone, only to see that he'd spent much more time in the shop than he initially intended to. "Damnit, I'd love to stay and chat, but I'm expected back home, and I shouldn't be dallying any longer."

"No worries, friend." The green dragon pressed his hands together in front of his face and bowed at the other man. "You take care now."

***

"Hey, I'm home." Siro called out as he took off his shoes.

"In the kitchen." Ken answered, his voice travelling down the hallway.

Siro didn't need to be told where his boyfriend was as he could just follow the smell of fried food wafting in his direction. His mouth watered instantaneously when he rounded the corner to the kitchen, seeing something breaded sizzling in their wok. "Oh shit, is that chicken?!"

"You betcha!" Ken grinned when he saw the smaller dragon. "I figured that it was time to have chicken katsu again since we hadn't had it in some time." It was only then that he noticed the strange markings adorning all that white fur. "Uh, what did you put on yourself?"

Siro's eyes went wide as saucers - dinner made him completely forget about the store that he stopped at! "Um... it's kind of a long story. I can explain while we eat."

***

"A wish, huh?" Ken inquired before shoveling a spoonful of rice into his mouth.

Siro shrugged. "Apparently." He sighed, the mysterious nature of his earlier encounter hadn't left his mind just yet. "Honestly, I'll humour it, but I can't see anything happening."

Ken swallowed to clear his mouth before speaking again. "And all that is..."

"Paint." Siro placed his utensils on his empty plate. "I can just wash it off." He grabbed a hold of everything he dirtied during the meal and placed it all in the dishwasher before ambling over to the hunky tiger and planting a kiss on his cheek. "Dinner was excellent tonight."

"I'm glad to hear it!" Ken chortled, though he couldn't help but notice the dragon yawn. "Long day?"

Siro nodded, trying - and failing - to stifle another one. "Yeah, gym's got me pretty beat to hell these days." He gave the feline one last hug. "I'll see you in the morning."

***

Well, Siro's intention sure was to sleep, but his body just wouldn't let him. He was plenty tired, yet he still needed a final push to get him over the edge. "Ugh, I hate this." He covered his face with the cool side of one of his pillows.

Shuffling upright, he hung his legs over the edge of his bed and just sat there. His mind raced with thoughts that just echoed throughout his mind and bounced off the walls of his head. Though that wasn't a total loss - he just remembered what the store owner told him before he left. "Anything I wish, huh? What a load of crap."

It was like he suddenly found himself in the plot of a movie, only he knew that nothing was going to happen. Still, the thought kind of intrigued him. But what should he wish for? There were many things that he wanted in life, but how would he know if it worked? The one thing that crossed his mind was to wish for something that he could physically see, and he realized what the perfect wish was. "Fine then. I wish that I was bigger."

Somehow, that did the trick. A wave of exhaustion washed over Siro and his head hit the pillow like it weighed a ton. He couldn't remember the last time that he was this tired.

***

A loud groan emanated from Siro's throat as he woke up the next day. His eyes were bleary, and his mouth was dry, though his limbs felt oddly heavy. He chalked it up to his time at the gym finally catching up with him.

With a grunt, he heaved himself onto his side in an attempt to get himself moving, but something felt wrong - really wrong. He kept on pushing until he was standing upright, and that's when the realization hit him like a ton of bricks.

His point of view was noticeably higher than it was when he went to bed. It wasn't by much, but it was enough to make him feel slightly dizzy.

That wasn't the only thing either, as his body had visibly bloated out with visible muscle that he'd never had before in his life. The discovery left him speechless, his mind barely able to acknowledge the change in himself. For starters, he had pecs - ones that he could see when he looked down. They were real too, as evident by the experimental squeezes he gave them. His arms and legs went through similar examinations and were, in fact, also actually more muscular and not just a figment of his imagination.

"The tattoo!" Siro gasped. He reached down and ran his fingers through where his fur was painted, only to make a startling observation - his fur wasn't just painted anymore; it took on the purple colour due to the ink being marked onto his skin like it would if a needle was used. He was dumbfounded, to say the least.

Just then the door to his room opened, his head whipping around to see the friendly visage of Ken enter. "Ah, I thought I heard you!" He cheerfully sauntered up to the now-bigger dragon and threw his arms around those wide lats. "How's my stud doing this morning?"

Siro's eyes nearly bugged out of his skull when he heard that - his boyfriend was somehow oblivious to his changes! "S-Stud?"

Ken chuckled and took a step back, not understanding the remark. "Well, yeah, you are a stud. Unless you think that you've shrunk in your sleep somehow."

This whole situation flipped Siro's brain upside down. It was like he'd been plopped right into another universe with none of the other person's memories, but literally everything else around him was the same. For now, he just had to play around until he figured out what was going on. "Sorry, I guess I'm more out of it than I thought."

"Yeah, you hit a personal record of three-hundred-and-fifty kilograms on the bench press yesterday. No wonder you're so beat!" Ken beamed at the dragon.

Siro gulped - that was seven times what he could normally do! "Well, you know me!" He nervously chuckled. "I like to push myself as hard as I can." It was only at that moment that he realized that the pair of them were the same height now. He didn't factor in his horns at all as he always felt like that was cheating.

"And we're all better for it." Ken purred, slipping his hands in different directions - one went around the dragon's thick neck and the other roamed along the other man's densely packed torso until it reached that glorious manhood that was currently slithering to life.

The act coaxed a slight gasp from Siro. He completely forgot that he slept naked! His intention was to say something, but his lips became preoccupied with a kiss from his hunky boyfriend. He instantly melted from the embrace, feeling how passionate the tiger was made him want to reciprocate. His arms swaddled the feline's wide back and felt how the rippling muscle tensed and released with every movement. This was it - this was what he wanted for so long and it was finally his!

Ken was the first to let go, though his tongue lingered a bit longer. "God, I love you." He huffed, releasing the humongous dragon. "Well, I suppose I should let you get to your errands."

"Errands?" Siro cocked his head.

Ken nodded. "Yeah, you said you were gonna pick up the stuff we needed for dinner tonight since it's your rest day today."

Siro's eyes went wide, but he ultimately maintained his composure. "Oh, uh, yeah! Now I remember." He lied.

"It's already noon now, so I don't want to keep you any longer." Ken smiled, patting his boyfriend on the shoulder.

"What?!" Siro's gaze shot to his alarm clock, where it, in fact, read that it was just starting the afternoon. "Must've overslept. Alright, guess I'm showering then."

***

The rest of the day was equally, if not more, bizarre as the morning. He'd gained a half a metre in height and hundreds of kilograms in muscle, yet not a single person was shocked. In actuality, some people greeted him as if this was normal! He certainly wanted to believe that it was, but it still felt alien to him.

What felt even weirder was that he'd actually run into some of the guys at the gym, only that he was looking down at them now. Never in a million years did he think that he'd get the chance to do that, and yet here he was, doing that exact thing. It was the first time that day that he'd genuinely smiled, almost making him wish that he could do that to more people now.

***

"Hey, I'm back, and I've got all the stuff we need." Siro shouted through the front doorway. He closed the door behind him and then slipped off his shoes, heading to the kitchen to drop off the groceries onto the table. Obviously, he was carrying everything in one trip.

"Ooh, that was fast!" Ken was busy preparing the other ingredients on the countertop, slicing and dicing all the vegetables required. "Not too crowded today?"

Siro shook his head, though he only just realized that the tiger wouldn't see that. "No, people actually gave me space as I walked."

"That's good." Ken placed the knife on the cutting board and went to hug the dragon. "My giant needs a lot of room to manoeuvre." His face was at the perfect height to be shoved into those bulging pectorals.

Siro froze. Immediately he could see that he was now taller than the brawny tiger, even though he wasn't scant hours ago. Was he still getting bigger?! "Uh, yeah." He chuckled, though a tad uneasily.

Taking the opportunity that was given to him, Ken deeply inhaled, breathing in the heady scent of his boyfriend. "Ah, seems like all that walking was enough to make you smell." He rubbed his face along the fabric, coaxing more of the enticing aroma out.

"Ken?" Siro looked down at the tiger with concern.

Ken shuddered, arousal ripping up his spine. "You know what? Dinner can wait." He began to shuck off his clothes at a breakneck pace, leaving him naked and painfully erect in no time flat. "I need you now."

Siro wanted to protest, but the way that his own junk threatened to tear out of his shorts meant that he didn't have much of a hill to stand on. He hastily stripped out of his own attire, leaving his heaving muscles on display as well as his turgid dragonhood. He far outweighed the tiger now, making the size comparison between them close to what it was yesterday.

Ken didn't say anything as he ran his tongue along his lover's fuzzy abs. Each one was like a brick that he could just barely grab onto, but it didn't stop him from trying.

Siro backed himself against the wall due to the tiger's advance. The way that the burly feline's body rubbed against his schlong sent shivers through his body, instantly bringing that meatlog to full mast. He shuddered from the rough caress of his lover's fingers as they meandered along his throbbing length, tracing the pencil-thick veins that supplied nutritious blood to the cockflesh. It was almost too much already.

Ken could sense that the dragon was close to blowing, breathing heavily along that chiseled torso down to the base of the dragon's pole. He gave it a few, cursory licks along the shaft and watched how the bigger guy whimpered from the intense sensation. Oh yeah, he was going to enjoy this.

It was insane - Siro couldn't ever remember being this sensitive before. He was doing his damndest to make sure that his fingers didn't pierce the drywall from the powerful euphoria coursing through his veins. His hips began bucking uncontrollably, though he did nothing to stop it.

More and more Ken pushed his lover on, watching the dragon writhe from the pleasure that he gave him. He loved how the magnum dong in his grasp pulsed with every heartbeat, but the laboured breathing of the man above him indicated that that wasn't going to be the case for long. All it took was a few more strokes and his boyfriend was moaning his name.

Siro cried out in ecstasy as the creamy dragonbatter that his balls had been churning up was being unleashed upon the opposite wall. His chest heaved with every breath, his pecs flexing out as far as they could go from the tension. In fact, every muscle in his body was tense as could be. It was the largest orgasm that he'd ever had, but a voice in the back of his head reminded him that this was the norm now.

It took him a few moments to calm himself down, in which time he went over what was happening. Okay, so he's still growing bigger; he could work with this. The only question that remained now was if the growth was going to be this consistent.

***

Yep, it occurred again - Siro grew in his sleep. None of his clothes fit now that he was three metres tall, and he was reduced to wearing an ornately coloured loincloth. Not that he cared; in fact, he was actually out and about right now. The only thing on his mind was how easy growing was for him, though it begged the question as to how it worked and if he could get even bigger.

That's when it happened.

Without warning, Siro's body bulged outward in all directions, catching him off guard. "What?!" He cried out, unsure of what was happening to him. This had to have been what took place while asleep, only he didn't think it'd be so vivid.

Height piled onto him just as quickly as densely packed muscle did. His arms were thickening at an alarming rate, though not quite as much as his meaty pectorals. They were like miniature planetoids with how much they were pushing out of his chest. His titanic quads swelled to an obscene thickness far beyond what even the largest bodybuilder's torso would've been. The loincloth snapped off effortlessly, not able to keep up with the growing beast.

Siro hadn't been moving around at all, and yet, he was already outgrowing the sidewalk. Every metre grown upward was another outward, leaving him dangerously close to contacting the shops beside him. Without thinking, he hoofed it out of the city as fast as he could, just barely making it to a park before he became wide enough to not fit in the streets anymore.

The strangest thing was that not a single person had batted an eye as he bounded past them. It was as if they all thought that Siro is meant to be this size. There weren't any screams, anyone pointing, or even any news vehicles coming to harass him. But why?

"The tattoo!" He gasped. That ink was the only thing that distinguished himself from the other citizens in the city. It wasn't as if he could do anything about it now, but did he even want to?

No. He wanted to be bigger for many years now, and while this is far beyond what he'd initially anticipated, he was going to let this ride out however long that it took.

Looking around, he could already see over the tops of the trees, meaning that he was around five metres tall. The plants were hardy things, but with the tons of muscle mass that he possessed he could easily uproot them without trying. Hell, all of his limbs were thicker than the trunk of a single tree!

As if not wanting to be left out, his junk swelled alongside his prodigious musculature. His phallus - once an average thirteen centimetres - was now a colossal metre long and was nearly as thick as the tree that he was standing in front of. The balls that accompanied it bloated to outrageous proportions, now hanging past his knees. They'd been churning an awful lot of seed the entire time that he'd been increasing in size.

The one thing that Siro noted is that he was aggressively horny. This wasn't like anything he'd experienced before; no, this was something else entirely. It was like his whole body was included in the arousal, as if his muscles were adding more fuel to the fire. His suspicions were confirmed when his monumental pillar throbbed out a dollop of pre as he creaked ever bigger. He needed to leave the area before he accidentally flooded the city!

Moving became incredibly difficult for the dragon now that his limbs had less space to work with. Every muscle on his immense frame was now fighting for space, which made him glad that he got to an uninhabited field adjacent to the nearby mountain range. One look back made him realize that, not only had he grown tall enough to start seeing the tops of most of the buildings, but he was also now far too wide to even fit in the streets.

The feeling of getting bigger was beyond pleasurable to Siro, who'd moaned aloud at the sensation of his dense muscles tearing apart and repairing themselves. His package embiggened with renewed vigour, several rivulets of precum drooling down the length of his shaft. What he didn't expect, however, was the reverse to hold true as well, as his preseed production pushed his body to broaden even faster. Now this was a feedback loop that he'd enjoy.

At this point he'd already far surpassed the tallest building in height, which was rapidly shrinking past his waist. His hands found themselves stroking his enormous cock without him commanding them to, though he held no complaints. Every rub surged him higher, pushing him further away from the ground. It wasn't just the city, but now also the country that Siro was outgrowing. The ultrawide dragon behemoth was utterly stacked with muscle, to the point where he might actually be more muscular than literally everything else on the planet combined.

The dragon's concentration was broken when he felt a claw touch water. He instantly opened his eyes and was shocked to see what the cause was - his tremendous bulk was now pushing him bigger than the continent, the realization of which giving him the largest stiffy that people would ever lay their eyes on.

The multi-megametre tall dragon was forced off of the land and into the ocean, but even that couldn't hold him anymore. The body of water just seemed to shrink beneath him as he continued his ascension, eventually outgrowing the planet altogether as his burgeoning prick continued to spew forth gobs of pre.

The planet, once so astoundingly large to Siro, was now being outsized by his pecs, then his biceps, then his fingers. It amused the dragon that he was now the single largest object in the known solar system, an individual testicle larger than the sun itself. Space was now his playground to grow, but it shocked him that wasn't having difficulties breathing. Must've been the tattoo's work as well.

His tongue had completely lolled out of his mouth as he caressed his massive shaft, now reaching just over his enormous pectorals and was nearly as wide as his torso. He rubbed his endowment like he never had before, feeling the mother of all orgasms on the horizon. There was nothing more that he wanted to do than to stroke himself until the end of time, but there came a slight catch that he didn't think of - his body had actually grown far too big for his hands to reach it anymore.

Siro tried in vain to reach his dick to stroke it, but there were just way too many gigatons of muscle in the way. His arms were permanently stuck at a forty-five degree angle away from his body, as were his legs due to his massive package swallowing up all the space there. Jupiter couldn't dream of competing with his thickness!

Not defeated just yet, the dragon tried his hardest to get himself off still. Using the might of his hugemongous pelvis, he bucked his hips as hard as he could to massage his overly sensitive cock against his positively swollen chest. His fur was matted by sweat and copious amounts of pre, but he paid it no mind. The only thing that mattered right now was release.

More and more Siro bloated outwards, his horny energy increasing the rate of growth. Diamond-hard cockflesh grinded against tumescent muscle, creating enough energy to heat any celestial body that happened to wander past him. Thankfully for the dragon this was actually working. Almost too well, actually, as the pressure in his prostate skyrocketed over the last couple moments. That got his cum tanks to pull up to his crotch, causing him to cry out.

White, hot dragonbatter spewed forth from his cumpipe, propelled through the vastness of space by sheer force of his balls alone. If his cum possessed the building blocks to create stars, then an orgasm might be enough to make many new galaxies at a time. Every heartbeat throbbed throughout his body, just about doubling his size every time. Nothing could compare to his incredible musculature. He was far and away the densest thing around other than the universe itself. It was almost like he was running out of room to grow now, but that was about to be changed.

The vast, overwhelming void of space, like his climax, actually seemed to be coming to an end, and Siro couldn't believe it! With slight discomfort, he successfully popped out of his universe's existence just as the flow of jizz was dying down, absolutely the most humongous thing to ever live.

Energy coalesced through him, making him realize that he could do anything that he wanted. He could recreate the universe in his image! Then there'd always be a time where he was huge, and none would be the wiser! But that wasn't enough for the dragon - something was missing.

Then it hit him; he needed his boyfriend to know what was going on, only the tiger might not be too receptive to his changes. A universe-sized lover might be tough to swallow, but what about something closer to his size? Yes, that was it - the dragon would shrink himself so that he could fit in back home! With a smirk, Siro set his plan into action.

***

"No way! Is this real?!" The shock was almost too much for Ken, whose brain nearly short circuited at the sight of his leviathan lover in front of him in their apartment. It was only then that he realized that the ceiling had been raised to allow for the dragon to stand upright unimpeded.

"This is all real and all me." Siro stated matter-of-factly. His bulk was now without comparison. Standing at a towering five metres tall, his astronomically thick musculature put him at five full tons. At one point his biceps were as big as car tires, but now they might be bigger than cars themselves. His pectorals? Like boulders, only any rock would be pulverized if shoved between them. His traps rose high and wide in the air, tickling his ears. Redwoods were the only things that could even compete with his monstrous quads, while his calves were harder than diamond. If there was one word to describe him, it'd be 'huge'.

"So the tattoo actually worked then?" The thought made sense to Ken at first, only to startle him into another realization. "What, how do I know about that?"

"You're the only other person who knows. I gave you your full memories back." Siro nodded as much as his neck would allow. "Kinda felt like it'd be more trouble than it's worth if I let the rest of the world in on the secret." His eyes lit up as he recognized that he was leaving out the most important part. "Oh, I'm sort of a god now!"

Ken pursed his lips in concern over how nonchalant his boyfriend was being. "Huh, okay then..." That being said, he was a bit curious as to what it all entailed. "So, what can you do with your powers then?"

Siro grinned - he was waiting for that question. "I can do this, for starters." With a snap of his fingers the tiger started to grow.

Ken gasped in surprise as he saw his body swell before his very eyes. No longer was he just the size of a standard bodybuilder, now he surpassed even the largest of heavyweights. A cursory glance at the dragon told him that he actually possessed the same proportions now, which awakened something deep inside him. "Oh, this I could get used to." He flicked his gaze up at his boyfriend's face, a mischievous grin contorting his mouth. "What else can you do?"