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Roland sighed for the twentieth time this day, slightly slouching against the bright red leather of the diner seat. He was nervous, very nervous, all alone. Here he is sitting in this surprisingly modern diner, 10 minutes early for his date and nervous as hell.

He ran through his mental checklist to see if he had forgotten anything, anything at all. He had brushed his red mane, making sure it was neat and tidy, he had a good shower and even wore some good perfume, soothing and not at all overpowering since his nose hates strong perfume. He turn off all the appliances, he wore his good pair of underwear, he had his phone, hi--

The lion sighed. He really is nervous. It's been quite a while since he managed to score a date on that accursed dating app. Most of the guys he saw there either are too much for him or just sketchy. This is the first time where he felt he got the jackpot.

He opened his dating app on his phone and decided to skim the profile of his date once more. A picture of a dark orange furred otter doing a double biceps pose, showing off his spectacular muscles. The only article of clothing he has is the leather jacket he has tied up on his waist but the picture is cropped that only shows the thick base of his mighty weapon. He scrolled down, already feeling pent up just from the picture.

The name Trip Mane shows along with the usual stats and profile. He knew it was all fake after the two of them managed to talk, in fact Mane isn't really his last name. The only real thing he put here is his 6'10" height, which makes him a giant. Then there was the weight...

"How about your weight? 325 pounds?"

"Hahaha, 325 pounds was, like, last year. I'm WAY bigger now ;)"

"The fuck. You grew?"

";)"

He immediately remembered that conversation and blushed harder than it was possible. His heavy muscle mass is the only reason he swiped him, as vain as that reason was, and to think he grew bigger...

He stood straight when he heard the bell chime, signaling a new customer but deflated when he saw it was someone else. He eyed the newcomer with a bit of disdain, a blue-furred wolf with dragon horns and a thick dragon tail. A hybrid? He wore a fairly expensive-looking black dress suit, white undershirt, black pants and a neon green necktie that ruins literally everything about his ensemble. His designer should be fired, Roland thought, as he the stranger slicked back his dark blue hair, careful to not bump on his horns.

He looked around the place, almost like he was appraising the whole establishment. Is he gonna buy this place? It makes sense, Roland thought. It's the only reason a guy this well-dressed be here at all. Then again, he could just be here for dinner.

The wolf-dragon shrugged and walked towards the counter cheerfully and sat down. He seems to be animatedly talking to one of the waiters, a lizard guy. Even offering a handshake which the lizard awkwardly took. Was this the stranger's first time eating in a diner? Then again, you don't shake hands with the staff in those fancy restos either.

"Weirdo." Roland thought as he continued to wait for his date. A certain dread crept up to his stomach as the thought of the otter ghosting him popped in his mind. It wouldn't be the first time, still it was a big blow to his self-esteem.

He looked by the window and saw his reflection. He was wearing a light red dress shirt and black pants. A simple outfit, but it was enough for the lion. He was a decent looking guy, if he was honest to himself, his 5'9 height and lithe swimmer's build from his swimming days managed to get at least a few looks his way. He even managed to get a few dates and a steady relationship way back in high school. Although that's in the past, and now he's just a single guy who had a few bad dates.

Before he could fall deeper in his thoughts, the bell chimed again and this time Roland tensed up as he saw the hulking form of an otter crouch down to enter the establishment, too tall for the door frame to accommodate him. He stood up straight and Roland saw how the otteris eye level with the top frame.

There he is, he thought, as he smoothed his mane once more before standing up. The hunk looked around, searching for someone before he found the nervous lion. Roland gulped as he watched the otter strut his way towards him.

Even from afar he could tell his boast about being bigger than 325 pounds wasn't a joke. He could see the otter's leather jacket fit him tightly, especially in the arms. He estimated those could be more than 25 inches, he wondered how the sleeves hadn't ripped yet. He is wearing a simple white shirt that hides his physique poorly. He can see how big those pecs are and even see the faint outline of his impressive eight pack. His brown pants didn't fare any better, those leg muscles are to die for. Heavy quads are barely contained in those trousers that he could probably trace each individual muscle. His calves are simply huge, almost the size of some people's biceps, probably bigger.

And now that he was right in front of him, Roland couldn't help but feel excited and aroused.

He is at eye level with the otter's pecs so his vision is filled with those heavy mounds of muscles. He took an experimental whiff and smelled a mild perfume that reminded him of the ocean, fragrant but not too overpowering. The fact Trip remembered about how he hated strong smelling perfumes warms his heart.

Then he looked up and saw the bright grin of his date and his heart pounded like crazy. Those passionate deep blue eyes brightened up when Roland looked at him, and somehow the smile became even brighter showing off those otter fangs. The two stared for a minute but for the two it felt like hours, days even.

Before anyone could scold them, the otter broke the silence as he looked down at his date. "Hey there, little guy."

Roland shivered. Such a low voice that makes him shiver, and the nickname...

He gulped as he tried to match the intensity and energy of the big guy. His height is pretty much average, and within the presence of such a giant he might as well be small, but that doesn't mean he would back out.

He grinned a bit as he returned the greeting. "Hey there, big guy." Trip blinked in surprise but his smile never left. In fact, he managed to be even happier than he was earlier, it was almost blinding. He held out his hand as he spoke once more, much more comfortable than earlier. "My name is Roland. Nice to finally see you up close."

The otter shook the hand eagerly which made Roland wince frm the strength of the grip. The bigger guy must have noticed as he weakened his grip. "Name's Trip, and yeah nice to finally see you too."

The two stared at each other once again before a waitress finally scolded them for standing in the middle of the diner. With the two in various levels of embarrassment, Roland led the giant mustelid to the table he saved for them and sat down. The lion sat down comfortably enough but the otter is having a bit of problems fitting in with his giant size, his thighs too thick to pass through comfortably alongside his thick tail. He managed to finally sit down and the two were now in silence once more until Trip broke it down.

"So, what do you think?" Trip said as smugly as possible which confused the lion in front of him. Before he could ask what the otter meant, he did a powerful double biceps pose, similar to the one in his profile. There's just a big difference.

He was bigger.

Roland gulped as the leather jacket barely held on against such massive biceps. Trip gave him a playful grin as he spoke once more. "I got bigger, huh?"

The lion only stared at him, eyes widened comically. The otter simply laughed at his expression, which made Roland wince but he immediately relaxed. There's something so innocent about the laugh that it makes the lion feel at ease. He laughed along with his date and two were going at it till they can't breath,

Roland realized he hadn't answered Trip's question yet, so he answered with a teasing tone, as much as he could conjure. " I don't know...I may need to examine it closer."

Trip blinked, surprised with how forward his little date is, before he grinned to the lion. The two are basically charged up and are pretty eager to--

"Would you two like to order?"

The couple jumped in surprise, Trip got it worse as he banged his knees on the table, when the dog waitress spoke. The two looked at her before each other before laughing once more. "We'll continue this. I promise I'll give you a show later." Trip said as he winked at the smaller lion before he grabbed a menu from the side. Roland blushed from that, still reeling from his earlier teasing. D-did he really do that? He mentally patted himself at the back. Seems to be he's gonna get some action later.

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The two had just ordered their meal for their dinner date, a burger meal for Roland and a steak meal for Trip. The two began asking each other the usual date questions just to keep the ball rolling. Roland's first impressions of Trip are fairly positive so he was a bit more than excited to have a chat with him, and so does Trip if he is talking this animated.

They talk about age--

"No way in hell, you're younger than me by two years?"

"Hahaha, a lot of people are shocked when I say that but yeah, I'm 25."

They talk about work--

"Somehow, you working on a construction firm makes sense."

"Guess it's pretty obvious, huh?. Can't say the same to you, though."

"What? I make a great salesperson, you know."

They talk about their place--

"Ah, I live in the neighboring city. Had to take a bus to get here."

"Sorry I had to set the date here, this place is pretty close to where I live and the food's good too."

"Pfft, it's no big deal, big guy."

They talk about Trip's weight--

"400 pounds?!"

"Close! But I'm getting there! Maybe next time we date?"

The two kept on talking as they waited for their order, they had pretty much hit off pretty well. Roland felt the nervousness he felt earlier gone, as he talked to Trip more and more.

Alas, they were interrupted by the arrival of their food. Trip;s mouth watered as he saw the steak with potatoes and gravy in front of him. Roland eyed his own meal with hunger, the burger looking very delectable right now.

The two looked at each other as if they we're trying to communicate silently. They laughed and decided to tackle their meals first before continuing their date. Roland took a bite of his burger. It was so juicy and greasy, he wondered how many calories it had. He threw that thought away, now's not the time to think of such things.

Trip managed to finish his meal first, not surprising. Such a large guy needs his meal, Roland thought as he took a bite of his hash brown. Trip stretched his muscles, showing off once more as Roland stared unashamedly. Arms tensed to full relief, then his shoulders, Roland was enjoying his in-meal entertainment as the otter continued. Trip stopped his posing, looking at the lion with a playful grin on his face. He wriggled his eyebrows before doing, what Roland thinks the most erotic thing he has ever seen.

Trip flexed his arms against his chest in what Roland considers to be the sexiest crab pose he had ever seen. Arms exploding inside those sleeves, traps rising and engulfing his thick neck, those wide lats, and those meaty pecs. His mouth was simply watering from the sight and the otter laughed out of his pose.

"Wow, you really like huge muscles, huh?" Trip said as he took a drink and it reminded Roland that he still has a meal to finish, so he continued eating the hash brown from earlier.

"Yeah, you could say that." Roland said as he shoved some fries into his mouth. Trip chuckled at that answer as he leaned against his seat, his hand behind his head showing off those arms of his.

"Well, no wonder you swiped me. Gotta admit, I'm surprised you're so into it."

Roland simply chuckled at that and reached for his own drink before he answered truthfully. "Have to be honest, I really like big muscular guys. Like, really big. Has been for quite a while..."

"Guess you hit quite a jackpot with me then, eh?" Trip said as he tensed his body once more, unashamed in showing off in a public place. "But you wouldn't mind me getting even bigger, right?"

Roland chuckled as thought about the question. "I mean, yeah. I think you'll look great being bigger. That would be a dream..."

That got Trip to quiet down, leaning down on the table as he looked at the lion seriously. Roland gulped, did he say something wrong? "Bigger, huh?" Trip said slowly, almost hypnotizing. Roland nodded, trying to assess the situation he's in.

"So...hypothetically speaking, if I were to grow bigger, like way bigger, what's your limit?"

"Limit?"

"Like, how big would I have to be for you to say too much?"

Roland raised his eyebrow in suspicion as he heard a slight nervousness in Trip's tone. Was he nervous about the answer? It's just a hypothetical question, right?

"I mean, that depends on your body limit, right? Maybe with the way you're goi--"

"Ignore that."

Roland's thoughts stopped in its tracks when he heard that. His jaw dropped as Trip continued, almost flustered. "Ignore my body limits for a moment. How big would you want me to be?"

That got Roland thinking. How big DOES he want Trip to be? If he were removing the whole body limit, then...

Roland shook his head, that would be too weird. He can't just blurt out that he has an intense macro fetish to the otter. He certainly can't just say he would like the otter to grow and grow until he's merely an ant compared to him, especially on their first date. He gulped as he took a handful of fries and stuffed them into his mouth, looking around as he kept on thinking. His eyes went straight to that wolf-dragon by the counter and surprising enough he was looking his way, too. Now he was even more worried, is the guy stalking him?

Before he could even react, the stranger gave him a reassuring smile and a thumbs-up before leaving to go to the restroom. That small gesture shocked the lion. Did...did he hear what they were talking? He would give a piece of his mind about privacy later to the wolf-dragon, but the small gesture seems to give enough confidence to fate the otter and answer him honestly.

"Giant."

It was Trip's turn to have his jaw dropped as the lion whisper-shouted his answer. "I want you to grow so big that you would tower buildings and make me feel like I'm just a speck. Your muscles will be so huge that it will make mountains look small and puny. Just...just huge, really huge, a titan or something."

Roland felt flushed as he said that, really embarrassed especially when Trip had that shocked look on his face. He reached out for his iced tea, focused on trying to drown out his words stuck on his throat. He would rather not ruin the date any further so he immediately apologized.

"Ah, sorry, that was..."

"That's..."

There it is, Roland thought as he put down the glass and faced the other way, expecting something like disgust or confusion or something.

But when he heard a sort of thumping sound coming from the otter, he faced the otter once he realized it was Trip's thick tail thumping along the seat. What he saw was a bright, playful smile, almost a grin. It was a big relief to the lion, as the otter laughed, maybe he thought it was a joke?

"That sounds good...really good. Thanks, Roland."

The lion can't help but blush. Trip was pretty proud when he talked earlier, so seeing him like this with his round ears moving about felt so...genuine. And cute, very cute. Roland almost felt bad with what he's gonna say next, as he gave the otter a slight grin.

"Why are you asking? Already have something planned for our next date?"

If Trip was flustered before, then he has no words to describe how the otter is right now. He had his eyes wide, cheeks blushing, stuttering and mumbling like he got caught by his mom eating cookies before dinner. Roland can't help it but giggle.

"Th-the hell, dude. That was a low blow..."

"Aww, but you're so cute like that."

Trip huffed as he crossed his arms, once again showing his impressive mass as his arms and chest bulged. "I'm not cute, I'm hot. Smoking, even."

"Why can't you be both? I think it fits you very well."

"You won't say that once I'm taller than a mountain."

"Trust me, I will."

That got the two of them laughing, the tension from earlier gone just like that. Roland was glad he was able to diffuse the situation,and even got Trip laughing.

However, what Trip said earlier never left his mind, even when Trip asked to go to the restroom, which he found pretty cute. It made him think of Trip, hundreds of feet tall, towering over the tall buildings, over mountains, over him. It mde feel heat on his groins, which he immediately tried to extinguish.

He then opened his phone, keen on forgetting that thought, and opened one of his mobile games to pass time. He heard the restroom doors opened, and out of it came, not his date, but the same wolf-dragon guy he saw. He seems to be fixing his tie, his dragon-like tail swishing around. He stared at the guy as discreetly as possible, thinking of any possibility that this guy is either stalking him or just knows him somehow. Probably from the dating app?

He shook his head, he rather not think of that and decided to focus on his phone game. Seconds, minutes passed and his date was still in the restroom. He wasn't worried, per say, but he guessed it wouldn't be a bad idea to check up on him. Before he stood up, however, he felt someone's eyes staring at him, causing a chill to run though his spine. He looked around and saw the perpetrator.

It was that wolf-dragon again, standing by the counter and looking at him with those piercing emerald eyes. The lion immediately tried to avert his attention but for some strange reason he couldn't. The two gazed at each other, those eyes of the stranger seemed to look through him rather than to him. Before Roland could question it, the wolf-dragon smiled, winked and even waved at him. Confused, he slowly waved back, confusion painted on his face.

The stranger chuckled at the sight and calmly paid for his food, before leaving the diner, as if nothing strange had happened. Roland would like to disagree, there were at least a few strange things that happened.

But as he was about to try and walk to meet the stranger outside, he heard telltale signs of his hunky date, loud footsteps due to the size of his feet. The hunky otter once again danced around to take a seat before sighing in relief. Roland looked at him closely and felt something was off.

Is...is Trip bigger?The sleeves are much more stretched than usual and the shirt rose up higher than it was a few moments ago. He immediately threw that thought away. Guess he was still hot and bothered by their previous conversation.

"Did a good job there, big guy?" Roland said as he absentmindedly played around with the hash brown, Trip laughed as he stretched his arms upward, his shirt rode up to showcase a sneak peek of his abs. The lion once again enjoyed the view.

"Almost didn't fit inside the booths due to how LARGE I am, but I did it." Trip said as he laughed loudly. It was not lost on Roland how he emphasized how large he was to not fit on the booth. To be honest, that would have been an impressive sight.

He let his date talk more about his gym stories, but he can't help but think of that well-dressed stranger. All of his actions bother him in some way that he can't figure out.

"Hey, Roland, you okay?"

Roland glanced at the otter, his small ears flopping a bit. A cute sight, but he can't help but feel guilty over this. "Yeah, just thinking about something..."

"About what?"

"It's just..." Roland hesitated a bit but decided to let it all out. Maybe Trip will do some sort of cry then shout that he will protect him from that stranger, or maybe he will just shrug it off with his mighty shoulders. Who knows?

"There's this stranger that just looked at me funny, for like, two times this evening."

The dismissal didn't come, instead Trip's eyes turned serious and he began looking around, as if to keep watch. "What do you mean by funny?"

Roland's heart warmed when he saw the otter so serious like that. The lion must have made a very good impression on him, he thought as he kept looking at those wide neck muscles twisting as Trip turned his head. The previous thought of him growing came back as he subconsciously noticed his neck being wider than before. It took a bit of willpower to shove it back.

"Just, I don't know, he gave me, like a wink, a smile, a wave, even a thumbs-up. Maybe I'm just being paranoid."

Trip stopped and gave an oddly blank look that suddenly morphed into a playful grin. "Ah, maybe the stranger is into you."

That got the lion thinking. Maybe? He could easily interpret all these actions as flirty, but there's something in those small actions that makes that theory wrong.

"What does he look like, anyway?"

"Why? Planning to tell him off for flirting with your date?"

That made Trip laugh once again, and Roland can't help but chuckle. He was glad Trip is a good sport.

"No, but seriously, what does he look like? Maybe I know the guy? Who knows..."

"Well, he has blue fur, he looks like a wolf but he has, like, dragon horns and a tail. He also wore a suit and the gaudiest tie in the world. Someone should sue that guy's fashion designer." Roland laughed, expecting the otter to laugh with him but only met with silence. He got worried that he finally reached Trip's tipping point but was confused when Trip only groaned and facepalmed.

"Uh, why the reaction?"

Trip suddenly sat up straight and whatever he wanted to say was interrupted by a loud rip coming from the back. The two are surprised, Roland more out of curiosity, while Trip is just plain shocked. Roland narrowed his eyes as he took a good look, a really good one, to the mustelid in front of him but before he could even begin, the otter immediately got up from his seat.

"A-anyway, we should keep the date going, yeah?" Trip immediately said as he did a few stretches. Roland figured that the otter is doing this to distract him using his huge muscles.

It's working, he thought as he slowly got up from his seat. "Fine. Where do you want to go, big guy?"

"Been meaning to go to the park. Y'know, just walk and talk and maybe swim a bit." He said as he looked down at the lion.

"The park, huh?" Roland said as he finally stood up. He did his stretches too before facing the lion. He was about to smile at the huge mustelid when he froze.

"There's a lake there that's clean enough to swim around. I was hoping..."

But the lion wasn't listening at all. All he could see was the huge otter in front of him, but something was different. Very different. His mind suddenly went back to that conversation and suddenly it made sense.

He grew bigger. Way bigger.

Where once he was eye level with the top of his huge pec shelf, he is now looking straight ahead at the middle, no, his eye level is closer to the bottom of the mustalid's chest. He then noticed other things as well, like how the pecs are much wider and fuller beneath his shirt, his sleeves having little holes by the biceps, and his back wider than usual. He dared to look below and saw how those thighs filled his pants much more to the point the side seams are almost splitting, and the bulge. God, that bulge seems much more fuller than before to the point he could clearly see the outline of the otter's thick tool.

"See something you like?"

Roland gulped as he looked up, and up, and up to see the playful smirk of the otter, his face almost obscured due the size of those heaving pecs. He rolled his shoulders once and it was like seeing him pump up in real time. Suddenly the jacket is straining more, the shirt straining to contain his thickening pecs, he heard a small rip from the mustelid's pants. He even grew at least a few inches, the lion's eye level now firmly at the bottom of the otter humongous pecs.

"H-how?"

Trip grinned as he shrugged those shoulders. Those shoulders! Roland didn't notice it but those delt muscles are the size of basketballs now.

"You did say you want me to tower over you, right?" Roland said as he readied himself to do a pose.

"You want me to tower over buildings and mountains, right?" The otter slowly raised his arms and stopped halfway doing a double biceps pose. Roland looked in shock as those biceps are almost double the size in comparison to earlier.

And he hasn't fully flexed yet.

Before long, he grunted and finally posed with more difficulty than before, and those arms finally managed to rip through his already ripped leather jacket. It was like seeing mountains grow, heaving arms grew to a monstrous size, peaks already level with his clenched fists while the very end of those horseshoe-like triceps hang as low as his chest.

His pecs! Such pillowy pecs, tensed yet so large like watermelons. His shirt, now smaller in his ever-largening frame, barely able to cover his whole torso, the end only reaching halfway through his defined 10-pack abs.

His pants didn't fare any better. The small rips he saw earlier aare now full blown split as those legs were now twice as wide as him. He didn't need to measure, as he could clearly see it. But the one thing that got his attention was the huge bulge. It was much bigger than what he saw a few minutes ago, the tip of his dick now near his comparatively small knees. Trip relaxed his pose, now only on his white shirt that looks a few sizes too small for him and his ripped pants.

"Well, what do you think?" Roland snapped out of his trance and looked up to face Trip, only to find that his view was obscured by the otter's thick pec shelf. Not mentioning that the mustelid grew a few inches from before, the lion now only reached to the middle of his abs.

Roland couldn't speak, his head so full of thoughts and questions. How did this happen? Can he always do that? Why is everyone not noticing this?

As if that question broke his trance, he looked and noticed no one was giving them any attention at all. You would think that an otter literally hulking out in the middle of the diner would at least cause some screams, but it was like nothing happened.

Trip seemed to take that silence negatively as he walked away from him, surprising Roland.

"Trip, wait!"

Trip froze and looked at the lion with a genuine smile. "If you like what you see, then come meet me at the park. Ok?"

Roland froze as his eyebrows shot up from the tone of his voice.. It sounds like he was nervous of his reaction.

Before he could even have the time to speak, Trip then walked, more like waddled, his way to the door, and there comes Roland's libido back with a vengeance. Earlier, Trip was a few inches taller than the top of the frame, but now he was more than that. The doorframe doesn't even reach up to the top of his chest now, firmly in the bottom, and there was the width. He was clearly wider than the door frame itself, which is impressive considering it was a double door.. It almost made Roland weak to his knees. He really grew that large in such a short amount of time.

Trip saw this and looked at the otter, giving a nervous yet playful grin as he crouched and twisted to fit his wide frame. He was able to get out with only a few dents done on the door frame, which now left the confused and fully aroused lion in the middle of the diner.

Roland continued to stare at the door frame for what seemed like hours, still can't believe what just happened earlier. He looked around the diner, people still going about their day, like nothing happened. Like there wasn't an otter who managed to grow more than a foot in height and literal pounds in muscle. It almost made him feel like he was in a dream.

But, it wasn't. It was real. Trip was real. The date was real. Their conversations are real. Trip growing was real.

Trip.

Trip is waiting for him at the park right now.

That snapped Roland out of his trance. He looked at his phone to check the time. 7:40 p.m. It was about 20 minutes since the hulk left. He had to hurry. This was a once in a lifetime chance. He can't waste this.

He quickly fished out his wallet to pay for both him and Trip's food. He winced at the prices of both, already feeling his wallet hurting before he could fish out some bills. He would try to convince the otter to pay him back somehow.

No, it doesn't matter if he's growing bigger by the second. He will get angry for leaving him to pay.

Fortunately, it seems his wallet is saved after all.

"The bill is paid? By who?"

The lizard boy working at the counter rummaged at the bunch of receipts before handling the lion two receipts.

"Some guy named Sirius Lee paid for you and your date's food before he left. Said it was a bonus or something."

"Why do you know the name?"

"He introduced himself before ordering. Weirdest thing all day, if I'm frank."

Roland wanted to ask if that's the only weird thing that happened tonight, but he stopped. If the customers who are literally beside them didn't even react to Trip outgrowing his clothes, then what are the chances the waiter a few feet away from them will?

He shook his head as he took those receipts and skimmed the two papers in his hand. The first one was their order obviously, burger meal and steak meal. The second one is a simple rootbeer float and a slice of apple pie.

"Do you know what he looks like?"

The lizard scratched his head as he tried to remember. "Ah, right. Wolf guy with dragon horns and tail. Wore a suit and a neon tie. Dunno why he would wear something like that here but hey, he tips well."

Roland blinked. It's that wolf-dragon again, he thought as he looked at the receipt. It could just be a big coincidence, but he can't forget Trip's reaction when he asked about him. That and the both of them were in the restroom at the same time made it more suspicious.

With that in mind, he thanked the lizard and went straight to the exit. The park should be at least a 10 minute run from here. He let out a sigh before running towards the park.

Towards the growing Trip.

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It was fairly easy to spot the otter once he arrived. The park itself is pretty barren of trees, except for a few clusters here and there, and there's basically no one out here aside from a few people in suits going home.

That, and Trip managed to grow even bigger than before.

Even from afar, he could see that Trip grew at least a foot taller. He is waiting around facing the lake, standing tall beside the lamppost, the structure seems much smaller besides the hulking otter. He had already ripped through his clothes, the only thing he wore was his blue boxers hanging for its life against the largest muscle ass he had seen. His muscles, obviously, are so much bigger. He is getting close to becoming as wide as he was tall. The wide back of the mustelid is so wide he could park a small car on it. His traps have grown to the point you can't see his head anymore from the back. It was an arousing sight.

The lion was breathless, not just because of the view, but because he was running to get here. He took a few breaths to get his bearings before walking to his date.

"Trip!"

The otter's tail swished in surprise before waddling around to face him. Fuck, him waddling is so hot for the lion. The hulk continued to waddle as Roland walked faster towards him. He can't wait to compare himself to the growing otter, his ragged breaths continued.

The otter's front is just as amazing, maybe even more, than his back. His pecs have absolutely thickened to the point it had taken away Trip's ability to look down. It jutted out so far that he could probably stand below it to shield himself from the rain. His arms are bigger than beach balls now, even when relaxed his peaks showed off with a large vein running across his biceps. His abs are more than cobblestones in size and he had no doubt those bricks are harder than steel. And of course, his legs, those tree wide thighs that would make a car small.

He stopped ten feet in front of the hulk, knowing if he came any closer the otter couldn't see him through his pec shelf. Roland took a deep breath before looking the otter straight in the eye.

"Hey there, Trip."

It took a few moments before the mustelid eventually crouched down, trying to be at least eye level with the lion. It was no use, he was still at least a head taller, but it was enough.

"Uh hey, Roland." He said as he tried to scratch his head, but his big arms and shoulders prevented his hand from getting even close to his head. Roland gulped, arousal still rising before he shook it off. "So, uh, fancy meeting you here...?"

Roland blinked before he crossed his arms and gave the otter the angriest look he could muster. He summoned the courage of all his ancestors as he looked up at the increasingly nervous otter. The guilty expression, the way his ears flop back and forth, the tail swaying so low...

...the huge muscles looming over him, he can't really stay mad at him. He sighed as he relaxed. "Just...give me an explanation why you ran away, please?"

Trip just stood there, probably collecting his thoughts. So Roland decided to lean against the lamp post. It took a few seconds before Trip could find his voice once more.

"I...ran away because, well, I thought you're being overwhelmed by me growing, so..."

Roland sighed, guess that was fair, but he had the feeling something else was afoot. He heard the otter sigh once more then relented.

"...and I was scared you wouldn't like it. Sorry about that, that was stupid of me."

"...I did say I want you to tower me right?"

Trip was silent, the only sound that could be heard was the faint stretching of the otter's boxers as they tried to contain that massive package. Roland would have loved to help himself with the buffet in front of him, but this is more important than the largest dick in the world.

"Right, Trip?"

"...yeah, you did say that..."

The lion walked towards the hulking Trip. Even when crouching, he was still eye level with his massive pecs, and he could still see him growing a bit. He looked up and gave the otter a genuine smile as he rubbed his pec, his small hand dwarfed by so much.

"Seriously, don't be scared. I like it. I like this. I...I like you so..."

Roland suddenly felt strong, powerful arms almost crushing his entire body as Trip hugged him in a rush. The lion found himself stuck between such monstrous mounds of muscles, biceps bigger than him at the side and pecs so large in front of him. It hurts a bit, but it really feels like heaven. "I...I like you, too Roland."

He reached out for the otter's head, a bit of a challenge since his chest jutted out so far, and petted him affectionately. Trip answered by tightening the hug, just enough to not crush the lion. It is for naught, however, as Trip is still growing, his biceps and pecs billowed out, strangling Roland.

Trip immediately let go while saying a sincere sorry as the lion gathered his bearings. Now that otter was standing, Roland could finally compare himself to the giant in front of him.

His head barely reached the otter's crotch, his bulge is borderline huge as the boxer tries to keep the huge pole inside to no luck. At least half of Trip's cock is spilled out to the side and his balls are barely even in. Such massive orbs, it was the size of an exercise ball he saw in T.V. one day maybe more.

He looked up and , just as he expected, only saw the bottom of Trip's massive pec shelf. He looked at the sides and just saw how wide the otter is. It's clear that he grew even more during that hug.

"So you're not mad?" The sincere voice of Trip got Roland's attention and he chuckled, why is such a huge guy like him so cute. "No, I'm not. I understand."

The two were silent for a while, Trip scuttling about and Roland looking around. He found himself looking at the lamppost beside him and decided to measure Trip's progress.

Earlier, Trip's head was still below the very top of the lamppost. Now, he was even beyond that, at least two heads taller now. It was really arousing how Trip grew that fast.

He felt the ground rumble and almost got scared but felt relieved when it was just Trip sitting down. Even if he is sitting down, he is still heads taller than the lion, Roland's head barely reaching up to the bottom of his pecs.

"You did leave me to pay for the food, though."

"...what?"

"Yeah, you really bought the expensive meal they have, huh?"

Roland smiled as he felt the nervousness of the otter coming back. He was about to say sorry when he heard Trip say something that made him stop.

"I-I thought Sirius would handle the payme--"

"AHA!"

Trip flinched when he heard the lion scream like that. He tried to lean down and look at the lion, who gave him a playful grin. "So, you DO know that guy huh?"

"Wha--what guy?" Trip said as he felt his cheeks heating up. Damn he really messed up, huh?

"That Sirius guy. Blue wolf with dragon horns and tail? Ring a bell?"

"Uh...Roland, I..." Trip said as he tried to fix this, but stopped when he heard laughter from his date. He blinked once, twice, before he realized he got fooled. He huffed and tried to cross his arms, which is harder if your biceps and pecs are fighting for space like this.

"Sorry, sorry. I just wanted to see if I was correct. You do know Sirius, right?"

Trip ignored him and childishly huffed at the lion, who simply chuckled at that. "You really are so cute."

That got the otter's attention and immediately went on the defensive. "I'm not cute! I'm hot, the hottest there is, and clearly bigger than you. "

"Like I said, why can't you be both? I really think it suits you."

"You won't say that when I'm bigger than a mountain..."

Roland was about to dismiss that, but he suddenly stopped as he felt the weight of that statement. Back then at the diner, that simple sentence was something like a dream, a fantasy that will never happen anytime soon, or at all.

Now though, now that Trip is actually growing right in front of him, though...

Roland smiled as he shook his head. "Trust me. I will."

Trip was shocked when he heard that and looked down at the lion. He can feel how genuine the lion is. It was just simple words but it warmed his heart immensely. He smiled at the lion and, with great difficulty, leaned down and gave the lion a kiss, which Roland reciprocated.

It was...awkward, to say the least. Trip's head, despite looking smaller than his body, is still way bigger than Roland's own. Trip managed to actually kiss Roland's whole head instead of just the lips. Roland liked it though, especially with how passionate he became. Despite the size difference, the two liked it very much and they were at it for a few minutes for a long while.

Roland backed out first, needing the air to breathe. Trip looked at the lion with so much affection, his deep blue eyes staring at those brown eyes. He sighed, he definitely likes this.

"I see the two of you hit off quite nicely!"

The two swore to never describe what kind of scream they let out when a cheerful voice suddenly spoke. Roland jumped up and managed to hug Trip's wide neck as the otter managed to control his reaction. He knew that his jumping would at least cause a small earth rumble.

The two looked at how the newcomer fixed his gaudy tie and wiped some dust on his suit. He looked at them with a big smile on his face, like he didn't just give them a heart attack.

Roland stared at the wolf-dragon as he dropped to the ground, nailing the landing, and finally took a good look at the guy, now that he was closer.

His body is muscled up nicely, it wasn't pre-growth Trip size but Roland could tell that that the wolf-dragon went to the gym regularly. He was taller than the lion, probably 6 foot flat. He looks handsome, if he were to be honest, his face the perfect blend of youthfulness and masculinity. It was too bad he was a bit mad about him ruining such a perfect moment. He was about to tell him off, when he felt something about the stranger.

"Ah, truly sorry for surprising you all like this. Are you two okay?"

He focused on this feeling he had when looking at the stranger. It was an instinctual feeling, he knew but the specific feeling escapes him.

"Yeah, we're okay, but you didn't have to do that, Sirius."

"Aww, why not? It seems fun." Sirius said as he fixed the cuffs of his suit. He then looked at Roland and suddenly the lion what kind of instinct he was feeling.

"Ah, I forgot to formally introduce myself to you." The wolf-dragon offered his hand for a handshake and the lion only stared at it as he felt himself sweating. Alarms blaring at his head as he finally figured out what he was feeling.

It was fear. Fear of encountering a much powerful predator.

"My name is Sirius Lee. A humble wish granter." Sirius said with a big smile on his face. Roland looked at Trip, who is still crouched down, and he could see his eyes showing a sense of sympathy, like he knew what the lion was feeling. With that, he took a deep breath and gathered enough courage to shake the wolf-dragon's hand. Smiling, Sirius shook the hand eagerly for a few seconds before letting go, laughing in the meanwhile.

"It's very nice to meet the one my customer always dreamed of meeting. Hope you don't mind me listening to your conversations back in the diner." Roland raised his eyebrow from that statement. By customer, does he mean Trip? I guess it makes sense, but what about the other part? The 'always dreamed of meeting' one?

"Uh, Sirius. Um...I'll handle explaining that, so..." Trip said, blushing hard as he tried to stop Sirius from spilling the beans with his big hands. Sirius blinked and tilted his head questioningly, his wolf ears flopping to the side as he stared at the otter. Trip sighed as he motioned the wolf-dragon to move closer.

Roland and Sirius looked at each other, curious and confused, before the latter relented, but not before showing the lion something.

It was a clear bottle. It was small, smaller than his hand and was empty, except for a few drops of bluish liquid. Roland was about to question why Sirius is showing this to him when the wolf-dragon handed it to him quickly. "Try to read the label of this potion, it was the one Trip drank earlier in the restroom. I'll just talk to my customer for a bit." He said as he snapped his fingers and suddenly both him and Trip were gone.

Roland gasped and looked around to where they had gone, only to find them at the other side of the lake. The lion blinked once, twice, before he sighed. He walked unsteadily and leaned on the pole as he tried to unravel what the hell just happened tonight.

So to start, he was on a date with the biggest, hunkiest man he had seen in his entire life, it was going well, great even. Then he came back from the restroom bigger, and suddenly he kept on growing bigger and bigger till he couldn't see his head underneath those thick pec shelves. Then, he said that he liked him and he said it back, then they kissed, it was good, great. Then this fucking wolf-dragon just appeared suddenly and introduced himself as a wish granter, gave hima clear bottle and then just fucking teleported away with his date, boyfriend? What does he even call Trip now anyway, besides the obvious like titan or giant?

Roland sighed. What's happening to him shouldn't be real, can't be real. If someone walked up to him earlier and told him all of this, he'd laughed it off like crazy. But here he is, living his sexual fantasies like it was nothing. He didn't even know if he should feel aroused or terrified at this point.

He suddenly remembered the clear bottle in his hand. He thought about what that Sirius guy said, so he grants wishes using these potions? He shrugged, not bothering with the logistics of that. So with nothing better to do, he decided to read the label like the guy asked him to do. It started out simple, the name Sirius Lee with a bad looking logo on top. The damn drink had no name, it went straight to the descriptions and instructions so he read that immediately.

His tail is swishing slightly, as if he was bored. Then suddenly it shot up and down, flailing around as he read something interesting. It was this point that Roland became focused on the potion bottle to the point he didn't even notice the two coming back.

"Are you sure you can explain without my help?", he heard the wolf-dragon say, then a deep sigh from the giant.

"Yeah, I'll do it. You've done so much already. I'll pay you back for dinner later."

"Ah, don't worry about the pay. I'm doing this out of the goodness of my heart." Sirius said as he chuckled and conjured a top hat out of nowhere. Before he wore it, he walked towards the lion and smiled. Trip mumbled something about being a showoff.

"You think the potion is working?"

Roland flinched and looked at the wolf-dragon in awe. He was shaking a bit, not believing what he had read. His hand trembled as he handed the bottle back to its owner. Sirius laughed, not out of mockery, as he grabbed it.

Roland took a while to find his voice, still trembling. "Y-yeah...guess it's working, hehe..."

He looked at the otter, a few feet away from them else he wouldn't be able to look at the two. He looked up and saw Trip's face mostly obscured by his pecs, his neck straining to look so high up just to see the handsome face. He grew again, Roland noted. Now the lamppost isn't even level with the giant's waist.

Trip looked at him in the eyes, face seems to show a reddish tint, is he blushing?

"I will take my leave then." Both Roland and Trip looked at the wolf-dragon, Trip with a lot more effort than normal with his height and muscles.

"I think I hijacked your date a bit too much now. I'll let Trip explain to you more." He took a deep bow and placed the hat on his head, careful to let his horns go through the holes in it.

"Goodbye and have fun with the rest of your date." He smiled as he snapped his fingers and he was suddenly gone, like he wasn't even there, leaving the two back on their date. Roland and Trip were quiet for a while, the lion leaning against the lamppost, still trying to comprehend what happened, while Trip just stood there, silently enjoying how heavy his mass is, how he towered over everything aside from the buildings.

That gave Trip an idea on how to continue this date.

"Uh, Roland? May I?" Trip said as he reached out his hand to Roland. The lion is shocked at how large the hand is when compared to him. It makes sense, of course, that the hand itself will grow along the owner.

Roland must have been staring at the hand for too long as he heard the giant clear his throat. That shook him out and went near to the large hand. It's almost his size, height-wise. Trip gently grabbed his date and raised him up and placed him on top of his pec shelf with some difficulty, his biceps and pecs fighting for space.

Roland was let go and he immediately looked around, admiring how spacious it is here. Then he faced his date, still blushing, giving the best playful grin he could muster. The lion walked towards the large head and sat down beside him, eyeing him at the same time.

Trip just chuckled, making his pecs bounce along with Roland as he pointed at the cityscape. "Wanna walk and see me tower over those buildings?"

A very interesting proposition, Roland thought as he sat down cross legged in front of him. "While you're explaining things, right?"

Trip froze and immediately tried to scratch his head to no avail. He truly is muscle bound right now. "Yeah, I'll do that too. Let's go?"

"Not like I'll do the walking..."

Trip laughed at that and the two are now on their way as the otter explained what happened on his end.

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"So, you weren't originally a big guy?"

"Eh, I mean I'm kinda big before, just not as big as when you saw me back at the diner. A-about 6 feet, more or less."

Roland hummed at that as he looked around the city. It was surreal seeing the rooftops of such buildings as Trip navigated around the city with such gentleness. Of course, Trip is still growing, and if what he read on that bottle is right, then he will continue to grow until...

The lion gulped, he was both dreading it and looking forward to it. His stomach kept doing flips as he kept that thought in his mind. Unaware, Trip continued telling his story.

"I've always wanted to grow into a giant. Just keep being bigger and bigger, but I also wanted someone to, you know? Someone to appreciate my size and all that." Trip said as he stopped a bit, breathing heavily as he savored the feeling of growing bigger than the buildings surrounding him. Just standing there, he could feel his body filling up more and more. His muscles are growing and filling up with more muscles than he could imagine. He could even feel his cock stretching and widening, he had already broken through his boxers earlier and could feel the tip of his dick hit below the knees, and he's still soft. He took a deep breath and saw his chest pump up further and further till he could barely see what's in front of him. He released his breath and noticed that his chest jutted out further than before. He noticed the lion at the corner of his eye, being contemplative and sighed.

"That's when I met Sirius. Dude's shop is in an alleyway and he led me to it, after we met in a cafe. Now that I think about it, it was kinda suspicious, but he sold me a potion that helps me with both of those problems. Well, kind of..."

"Kind of?"

Roland felt the otter sigh, his chest heaving up and down beneath him. It still feels surreal to the lion as he looked around and saw the rooftops slowly disappearing from his view, like they were getting buried. But no, Trip is just getting bigger.

"So you know how the potion works now, right?"

'The user of the potion will grow, both height and muscle, according to the subconscious desires of the person who he fell in love with. Only these two people will notice what happened and reality will change to accommodate. The effects end if either the loved one is satisfied or the user is heartbroken by the loved one.'

That was a summary of what he read from the label, and the implications of that still send him to an embarrassed trance. Does that mean the otter loved him already? He would admonish the otter for falling in love so easily if he wasn't a b;ushing mess. Still, he nodded at the otter.

"The few dates I had, well, thought they were the one. I fall in love easily, dammit, so...I take the potion every time and...well..."

The two are silent, only the sounds of Trip's muscles groaning and stretching can be heard. Roland shifted in his position as he continued where the giant left off.

"...they left?"

"They got scared. Really badly. First date I barely managed to grow before she left. Second date was not too bad, managed to grow a few inches before they ran out. Third date was the worst though. Thought he'll be the one when I manage to grow to a giant size but, he just left me at the hotel...I kept hoping that he'll..."

Roland felt sympathy for the giant. In reality, he almost wanted to run away when he saw Trip grow bigger and bigger. It's almost fantastical in a weird way. The only thing stopping it is, well...

...he did like him. Not just his size and the fact he was growing. He liked him. Plain and simple. His personality, how fun he is to be with, everything. Roland sighed and shook his head. He wants to tell Trip off with falling in love so easily but here he is, falling in love with this giant hunk of man.

The lion rubbed a small hand on the pec he's sitting on, trying to make the giant feel good and reassure him. He sighed, underneath all that muscle is a romantic guy.

A romantic guy who wants to grow bigger than the buildings themselves, but romantic nonetheless.

"Well, you don't have to be scared of me running away." Roland said as Trip looked at him with those almost teary eyes. Roland would call him cute, but he didn't want to ruin the moment.

"First of all, if I jumped from here to the ground I would simply die." That got the otter to chuckle, his pecs bounced up and down bringing the lion with it.

"And second, well...like I said earlier, I did say I want you to be the biggest you could be, right? I just didn't expect you to do it this soon. I would think you're gonna save that for our second date, at least."

Trip sighed as he felt another surge of growth, now he can't even see the building unless he leaned down and look. "Guess I got excited when you told me all that..."

Roland laughed as he stopped his hand from rubbing and decided to lie down. It was surreal to think he was lying down on his date's pecs. "I should know. Your tail bounced so hard when I told you all that, it's kinda cute."

Trip huffed once more as he heard that phrase once more. "Here we go again..."

Roland laughed as he tried to steady his voice for this. "I don't care if you grow so big your head is in space, I'll call you cute anytime I want, and you know why?"

"...why?"

"Because I like you, Trip. Even before you started growing fast, I like you for you. A hunky otter with a soft heart."

Trip's brain short circuited at that as he kept staring at the lion, those brown eyes holds so much affection for the titan, it was unreal. "Don't forget that even If I'm the size of an ant to you, okay?"

Trip had his jaw dropped, like he couldn't believe what he was hearing. Here he is, bigger than these buildings that he once looked up to yet this lion, this date of his that he just personally met a few hours ago, makes his heart beat so fast.

He sighed. He told Roland that the lion hit the jackpot with him, but in reality it was the opposite.

Trip got the jackpot, having to meet this lovable lion.

Roland stood and walked towards Trip's head, traversing the wide sinews of muscle, and gawked at the size difference. It was like a house to Roland. He sighed as he went to Trip's cheek and kissed and the otter leaned on his touch. It was tender moment for the two

The two stayed like that for a while, Roland rubbing Trip's cheeks lovingly. The date is going well in the otter's eyes, but there is still something missing for him. He eyed the surroundings, noticing how he had already grown past the buildings. All except one.

He eyed the tall skyscraper that adorned the city. It was a famous tourist spot where you can see the beauty of the skies and all that. However, the only thing he saw was an opportunity.

An opportunity to show how much he loves Roland. He smiled as he walked towards his stage, as he would like to call it.

Roland stopped when he felt the giant walk around a bit faster than usual, making him hold on to the ground. "Where are we going?"

The grin Trip had in his face both scared and aroused the lion. "Well, I did promise a show, right?"

Roland widened his eyes as the giant hulk walked faster, as much as his body could. In a short time, the tall skyscraper is already in front of him, standing tall before him. Not for long, Trip though as he looked up with difficulty to the rooftop. Still a few ways to go, but it was at least within arms reach .

Trip grinned. Perfect.

Roland felt the body under rumble as he saw the large hand once more, now more than twice his size, trying to reach him. Knowing that it would be a hard task, he consciously ran over the hand and waited for the otter to grab him. It was surreal, Trip's powerful, overblown muscles allowed him to crush the lion with a mere fraction of his strength. But his hold onto him is so gentle. It actually warms his heart, and face...

...and crotch. God, he was so horny. It was a big whiplash to tender love they both experienced but Trip is right, he did promise a show and boy is he gonna enjoy it.

The hand gently raised him up and dropped him onto the rooftops. He then ran towards the edge to look down at his date, and his jaw dropped at the sight. Trip is much thicker than he anticipated, his whole body filled up the streets and had already damaged a few buildings on the side. In a moment of clarity, Roland noticed how quiet the city is, like no one had been here for a long time. He remembered how the potion said that reality would change, but he didn't think it would be like this. His thoughts were broken when he heard the shout of his date.

"Wait for me up there!"Trip shouted as his growth somehow became faster and faster. He was gaining hundreds of pounds of muscles and feet in height in such a rush, it was insane. Roland took a step backward as the large traps came to view from the edge of the rooftops, appreciating the size of those muscles.. Then came his delts, such thick cords of muscles bundled up into something much larger than a wrecking ball.

Then finally he was now face to face with the giant otter, huge head surrounded by large striations of muscles. Roland was breathing heavily now, Trip is reaching macro territory and if the potion is right, he'll keep on growing, and growing and growing...

"Caught you at the wrong time, babe?"

Roland snapped out of his trance as he looked up(!) at his date's face. "Babe? Aren't you going a bit too fast with the nicknames, Hulk?"

Trip laughed as he flexed his right arm, bicep bigger than the buildings beneath the otter. "Not fast enough, if you ask me." Roland was nearly creaming at the sight. He wanted to touch the muscle, feel it outsize him by a large margin.

"I'm serious here", Trip said as he lowered his limb and faced the panting lion, "Thanks a lot, Roland, and uh...I love you."

Roland felt his heart beat at the phrase. Such a large, powerful hulking giant confessing his love for him like this, it was a dream come true. He calmed himself down and faced the otter with confidence and love. "I love you too, Trip. I really do."

The two looked at each other with affection, possibly even bigger than Trip. It was this love that made him grow and made the two grow closer. It was a silent moment, but one they appreciated the most.

That is until Roland grinned and shouted to his now lover. "Now get growing, you dork! I need to see how much my desires can make you grow."

Trip laughed at that, his deep voice shaking the ground beneath him. He flashed a toothy smile and raised a thumbs-up. "You got it, man!"

It felt like a dam of erotic energy broke through its walls. Trip growth was speeding up to the point Roland can't comprehend fast enough. His oecs came to view for a second before the rest of it showed itself. His muscles bloated faster than his height making him wider than taller. He looked at the side and saw Trip's width going beyond a few blocks

"I'm growing so BIG! This is insane!" Trip shouted at the top of his lungs as he continued to grow bigger and bigger. Roland looked up and saw the bottom of such a monstrous pec shelf, his abs slowly showing itself by pair as Trip's height continued to increase by hundreds of feet.

It didn't even take a minute for Trip's waist to appear, his large, building sized cokc hanging down such massive balls. Roland couldn't help it, he shoved his pants down as sat down on the ground and watched the giant continue to grow and tower over the building.

Trip did a few poses on his own, sending shockwaves on the ground for each step he took. Roland didn't care, he was focused on what's in front of him, All of it. The way Trip is as wide as how long a football field is, how his overblown muscles move and fight for space against each other, how he keeps on getting bigger and taller. Roland saw those thighs grew wider and bigger and sent him to his edge. His already hard cock, releases pre like there was no tomorrow.

Thighs then gave way to knees as Trip continued to grow. Fuck, how big would he even be after this?, Roland thought as the sight of the otter knees showing from the building. Is this really his own doing? His mind wandered further, thinking what would happen if Trip just kept on growing to the point that he would outgrow the planet, able to play it around his fingertips like a small marble.

Roland panted hard, his tongue lull out to the side. His imagination is really not helping, if he's not careful Trip will actually be in that size.

Not that he minds...

He shook his head as the rumbles grew stronger and stronger. It was a miracle this building is still standing, considering it's near ground zero. The lion looked up as far as he could, but Trip's pec shelf blocked the view of the star and the skies. If he looked a bit closely, it seems Trip had already reached the clouds and he's still going, like there were no limits at all for the otter.

The mere thought sent him to the edge. Trip could just keep on growing, and growing and growing...

He couldn't help it, he couldn't stop himself as he came right then and there. He screamed in ecstasy as he released his biggest load yet, his thoughts were filled with Trip and his size. How the otter had outgrew this whole city. And he's still not done. He could feel it somehow, not the rumblings and the loud shout, but the magic from that potion Trip drank. He could feel it fuel Trip, like it was never-ending, infinite.

But alas, it seems like it's gonna run out. Roland laughed, guess his imagination of making Trip planet size isn't gonna happen.

He felt the confusion from the otter, guess he felt it as well. "Huh? Oh, it's done." Trip laughed as he looked around and saw clouds by his chest, hiding the city from his sights. He saw so much from his point of view, he could see the cities nearby, the mountains. Hell, he could even see how the earth curved at a distance. He was so big, he was probably miles high now. He laughed and to celebrate, did the biggest crab pose known to man. Roland would have loved to see it fully but the view is blocked by...

His eyes widened when he realized what's blocking his view of Trip's pose is the humongous thighs of the otter. He then laughed, his mind still can't comprehend the otter's size.

Despite the massive distance between them, Trip managed to hear the laugh. "Huh, what's wrong down there Roland?"

Roland said as he stood up, stretching up to get rid of his tiredness from his ejaculation. He saw how he damaged his favorite boxers with cum, but shrugged instead. "Nah, just...just admiring your body." He looked straight ahead and he sighed when he realized the skyscraper he's in didn't even reach half of the otter's massive feet. "Or what I can see anyway..."

"Ah, that's no good. I did promise a show...hold on."

Roland blinked as Trip slowly stepped back a few times, each step sends a strong shockwave that threatens to bring down the very building he's on. He isn't scared for some reason, He feels like he's protected somehow.

"Ah you noticed! I'm so glad!"

Roland screamed manly, he might add, when he heard a voice beside him. Standing by his left is the wolf-dragon from earlier, now clad in blue pajamas and nightcap with paw prints printed around it. Strangely enough, he still has that infernal neon green necktie

The lion grasped his chest as he breathed heavily for a different reason this time. "Sirius?! W-what the...why are you here?!"

"Am I not allowed?" He said as he tilted his head, his ears flopped to the side and his emerald eyes shined innocently. It would have been cute if it was done by literally anyone but a 6 foot wish granting wolf-dragon hybrid wearing childish pajamas who can suddenly just fucking teleport! The wolf-dragon must have sensed the hostility as he raised his hands in defense. "Ah, please, have mercy! I'm just here to look at Trip's new size."

Roland narrowed his eyes, still skeptical about the wolf-dragon's real intentions. Sirius for his part, seems less intimidating due to current clothes. He didn't even notice Trip asking what was happening here.

"Right, I'm not kidding, not kidding at all! You could even say I'm quite..."

The wolf-dragon grinned playfully as he finger gunned.

"...'Sirius' about it."

Silence permeated the surroundings as Roland went from suspicious to annoyed in a mere minute. He could hear the groan coming from his lover and he can't help his previous feelings of fear replaced with general annoyance.

"That was...really bad, Sirius." Trip said, far from where Roland and Sirius are right now. He ignored whatever Sirius said as the lion can now finally admire Trip's body fully, which just makes him whimper in arousal and his dick hard once more

Trip's body is considerably wider than taller, giving him a weird rectangle shape as his wide lats pushed his arms so far out from his torso. His traps tower over his head by meters. His pecs are divine, such massive muscles had already hid his upper abs with how it hangs down. His arms can be compared to this very building they're standing and it would win, hands down. Peaks showing with little to no tension needed and his triceps shoved out so far in the back.

His waist is comparatively smaller than anything in his body, even his forearms and calves., but each ab muscle is incredibly thick and overblown like the rest of his body. His thighs are incredibly muscled, individual strands of corded muscles thicker than buildings. His calves aren't running behind in size either, large hams. And then there's his cock. Holy fuck, he had never seen such a massive tool in his life. The tip of the damn thing is already level with the giant's ankles. That's not even taking account of the fact the tool is pushed forward by such massive balls, two large orbs hanging low by his knees.

Roland was so focused on the otter's body that he hadn't realized Sirius' hand waving in his face. Sirius, knowing that the lion won't be functional till later, decided to call out toTrip. "Eh, everyone's a critic. Anyway, hello again, Trip! How's the new size?"

"I feel so fucking great! How you like these cannons!" Trip said as he did his trademark double biceps pose. Each peak rose taller and taller, reaching his closed fists before surpassing it. His pecs rose up as well, covering his small head, but it was obvious that Trip was happy with this outcome. It was obviously harder to hold that pose, with all those striated cords clashing and fighting for space, but he did it.

Sirius whistled and clapped for the giant, happy that he finally got his wish granted. That snapped Roland out of his trance and gulped loudly. Sirius noticed this and conjured a fresh glass of water for the lion.

"Water for the thirstiest lion around?"

Roland ignored the jab and took the glass and immediately down the glass. He was drinking like crazy, Sirius was right when he said he was thirsty, but it dawned on him that the water seems to be never ending. He stopped and looked at the glass in his hand.

It's still full.

He glanced at the wish granter beside him and he had that cheeky smile on him. "Are you even surprised at this point?"

Roland shook his head. Yeah, he really should not be surprised at all. Sirius tried to grab the glass, but Roland relented as he drank more of the infinite water. Sirius simply laughed and asked the giant if he would want water to drink as well. "Yeah! That would be great!"

Suddenly, Trip is holding a full glass fit for his size, complete with a bendy straw. Trip thanked him, especially for the straw as it was hard for him to drink with his inflated muscles, as he hydrated himself. For a few minutes, they catched their bearings, Roland grabbed his pants on the floor but decided against wearing them, keeping them at the side, and gave the glass back to the wolf-dragon. Trip shouted at Sirius and the latter snapped his fingers to make the glass disappear. Once Roland is more decent, as decent as he can be considering he had just came on his boxers. Sirius decided to answer his question.

"Like I said earlier, I'm just here to check up on you guys one last time, mostly on Trip's size. I didn't mean to scare you, but you were so transfixed to your lover--Ah, you two are official now, right?"

Roland blushed at that and nodded all the same. Trip, not so embarrassed, laughed and let voice boom out. "That's right. Kinda fast but hey!"

"Good for you two! And fast is fine, it's normal for mortals like you two to fall in love easily, or so I heard." Roland's eyes widened at that statement. In hindsight, it would make sense, what with his powers and all that, but to have an actual immortal beside him, acting like some guy.

...he had mixed feelings, to be honest. You would think immortals with powerful magic to be so stoic and cold, not...whatever Sirius is. Speaking of, Sirius took a glance at him and winked, before addressing the both of them.

"Well then, I'll be taking my leave then. Don't be too loud now." He faced the lion beside him then winked. "For real, this time. Goodbye and thank you Trip, for your patronage all this time."

He waved goodbye and snapped his fingers. Once again, he was gone, leaving Roland alone in this building.

"Well then, now that we're alone..." He heard Trip said as he looked at his otter, his jaw dropped by what he saw.

It was the same double biceps he did earlier, but without Sirius to ruin the mood, he was able to admire each muscle cord of the otter's body. How his biceps stood even taller than his traps, his triceps hanging so low it reaches his mid-waist, how his pecs obscured his whole damn head and even a part of his traps. His 12-pack abs finally revealed for all to see.

"Like it?" Trip said and it wasn't hard for Roland to imagine that trademark grin on his face. "Like it? I love it! Keep going!"

Trip laughed as he then shifted to a powerful crab pose. His head looks like it would pop out as both his traps and pecs surround it. Veins bigger than trains appeared all through his body as squeezed hard.

Roland is panting hard once more and he could feel wetness in his pants again. He just had an orgasm earlier, but it feels like he could do another one again with how sexy Trip is.

Trip then relaxed and waddled to turn around, unable to walk due to the size of those thighs, showing off those mountainous back muscles. It was the first time he saw such definition and mass. He was drooling at such a sight and it became worse when he tried to do a lat spread.

Tried, because he could barely reach his small waist. He heard Trip laughing, happy about having such difficulty to do this pose. He decided to at least pretend to grab his waist and did the pose anyway. Roland had his jaw dropped as he saw the already wide back muscles become wider and wider. Flexed like this and he is almost double the width! It was surreal. He wanted to touch it. He wanted to touch every muscle, feel its strength, see how it compares to his small body, let it overpower him, fuck.

"I...I want to touch...please..." Roland panted as he sat down, too aroused to even stand. Trip blinked when he heard that m, and spun around once more, facing the skyscraper. He grinned at how aroused his partner (boyfriend?) is. Time to give him the last part of the date.

He slowly walked towards his destination. He felt such satisfaction as the skyscraper became smaller and smaller as he went near it. To think he finally got his dream of being bigger than the buildings like he dreamed and go beyond that, and he got a cute lion boyfriend that liked his size, to boot.

Speaking of...

Roland felt Trip's steps grew stronger and stronger, but had no energy left to even acknowledge it, his mind clouded by such high arousal. That is until he saw Trip slowly lowering himself to sit down right in front of him. He could see his powerful legs stretch out by the sides of the building, crushing so many buildings in its wake, as the giant sat down crossed legged. All around him, all Roland could see were those powerful leg muscles, he was surrounded by so much brawn that stood taller than ever, and this was just Trip's legs. He turned to the front and let his jaw drop at the sight.

In front of him are the largest balls he could see. Just like, Trip's legs, his balls tower over him and the skyscraper, the two orbs threatening to demolish the very skyscraper he was on. He found the otter's giant shaft leaning by the side, already semi-hard and leaking pre. It was so big that he could only see less than half of the mighty tool, the rest of it hidden by the clouds above. He would have loved seeing more of his body, but most of torso is still up in the clouds, even when sitting.

He heard the giant laugh as he leaned down a bit and saw the biggest hand coming towards him. It was surreal, earlier Trip's hand was only slightly bigger than his own body, but now his hand is so much bigger. It feels like he could hold this whole building with one hand.

He saw the hand being lowered right in front of the building with the palms up. Roland stared at it, transfixed at the size. You could build an entire village in his hand. His thoughts went haywire until Trip spoke. "Climb on! So I can give you a good close-up with my muscles." He said as he raised his other arm, flexing his biceps, forgetting that Roland can't see it. Roland gulped as he went near the edge and saw the large palm in front of him. People could build villages in those, the lion thought as he slowly but surely stepped on the surprisingly soft hand. He took a few more steps towards the center, took him a long time to traverse the whole hand, before deeming it safe. "I'm here now!"

"Good! Hang on tight!", was what Trip said before Roland felt like flying. It was like riding the world's fastest elevator. It only took a minute for him to see the huge head towering over him. He never felt so small until now. Trip grinned, seeing such size disparity between them. Roland looked like an ant compared to him, no smaller than that. It was such an arousing sight.

"Hey there. Looking quite small today, aren't you?"

"Heh, looking quite large yourself."

It didn't take long for Roland to figure out what Trip was planning as he dropped him somewhere on his body. He felt the such hard muscles beneath him, it was arousing.

"Hear you like some guns, so have a feel of these cannons." Trip said as he flexed his arms and Roland had to hold on to make sure he wouldn't fall off. He saw first hand how the strong muscles he's on had reached the gigantic closed fist of Trip, before rising once more, leaving the hand below. He saw veins rise up as the peak is in full tension, large and tunell-like, they are like buildings to him, growing higher and higher before his own eyes. He laid down and began to hum[ the ground that is Trip's bicep. He felt so insignificant to such a god.. He continued to hump the bicep, slamming his crotch down like his life depends on it. He felt so aroused.

Trip laughed as he felt the tiniest amount of force in his arm. It was so fucking hot, how a normal person is just a speck of dust for him. Without Sirius' magic potion, he probably wouldn't realize that Roland is dry-humping his bicep. He laughed as he flexed his biceps up and down, careful not to do it too fast else Roland might get thrown off.

Roland held on for his dear life as he felt the ground rise and fall so fast and sudden. He felt powerless against such a phenomenon. He licked the muscle beneath him, dedicated to worshiping his giant otter boyfriend. Trip felt the tiny tongue lapping at his muscle and he felt himself heating up too. Hell, just the idea that whatever Roland did felt so small aroused him, letting blood fill his cock as he felt it rise up to full mast, the cock head reaching way above his head.

He tried to find the tiny lion on his large bicep, the potion's magic making the search easier. Once he did he tried to touch him with his hand but no luck, only the tip of his finger could do it but Trip thought it's enough and pressed the finger onto the lion as gently as possible.

Roland was surprised when something large pressen onto his whole body, pressing him deeper to the flexed arm. His breaths are harder, he whimpered at such pressure as he tried to move about, but it was no use.

"Hope you don't mind a finger holding you down, couldn't get my hand to reach you. Hahahaha!"

A finger? A single tip of a finger is what pressing him down? His ragged breathing became faster, as the idea that a single is enough for Trip to hold him down. No effort needed, just like that. He submitted fully to his god as he licked as much as he could, worshiping and groping the steel-like muscle. He didn;t make a dent, Roland knew that, Trip knew that, there was simply no way.

And he wouldn't have it any other way.

He was surprised when the pressure on his back was lifted a few feet above, evidenced by the ginormous shadow on him. He looked up and saw a mere fraction of Trip;s finger hovering above him.

"Can you try and hold on to it? It's time for the main course!" Trip said as he waggled the finger. Roland gulped, he had a few ideas on what the main course will be,,the problem is if he is ready for any of them. He breathed out a sigh and walked towards the finger. He jumped high enough to reach the damn thing, thankful for his feline traits, andmanaged to latch onto the damn thing.

"I'm okay now. Just move slowly, please." Trip laughed as he acknowledged the request of his beloved. Moving his hand slowly towards the destination. From the corner of his eye, he saw the otter leaning down slowly. Trip could feel trees, buildings, even a mountain get crushed with his weight , the feeling so erotic his cock started leaking pre. Roland almost fell down at such a sight, gasping as his hold on the finger slipped before steadying himself once more.

"What's wrong? You okay, there?" Roland was thankful that the otter is still careful even at this size. Even if he was a bit careless, he could feel that he could take on anything. Is this still because of Si--

"Yeah! It's because of m---"

"GET OUT!!"

Sirius didn;t have time to complete his sentence as he laughed and disappeared away, leaving a fuming lion alone on the fingertips.

"...was that Sirius? Again?"

"Yeah, don't mind him." Roland said as he looked down before looking back up fast. He forgot that he was so high up in the air. Trip laughed as he continuously moved the finger towards his chest, now fully laying down on his back, but stopped when he realized something.

"Uh, Roland?"

"Yeah?"

"How are you with enclosed, tight spaces?"

Roland blanked out for a moment, as if he can;t believe what he just heard. Then, in a few moments of clarity, he looked down and took a good look at his main course.

Trip's monstrous pecs, specifically the grand canyon between them.

Roland was silent before his jaw dropped at what Trip has planned for him. Trip took that silence as a chance to explain himself.

"Cause you see, I kinda wanna--"

"Do it."

"Huh?"

"Bring me down, or so God help me now, Trip!" Roland said almost desperately that it made Trip drop his jaw in surprise. He laughed as he licked his chops. Roland is beyond the perfect lover for someone like him, and this just confirmed it.

Slowly, carefully, and with more difficulty, he inserted the finger carrying Roland deep into the chasm between his pecs. Roland immediately felt squished by the walls surrounding him as he let go of the finger.

He breathed deeply, getting a good whiff of his surroundings. The trademark otter musk is present now, sweat so prevalent in his body. Combined with the ocean mist perfume from earlier, it became a contradictory sensation where Trip's scent was both strong and mild. If he was even a bit coherent, he would wax a small prose and compare it to Trip himself. Strong, powerful muscles hiding such a soft, romantic heart.

But he wasn't coherent, he was horny, very much so. He moaned as the walls surrounding him moved, tense and softened in response to Trip's flexing. Trip bounced his pec with so much difficulty due to its size, and Roland could feel himself pinball between the two large mountains of muscles for each bounce.

The titan grinned, feeling Roland writhe and moan as he flexed each pec, he decided to up a notch as he did more than just simplexing. He rolled his shoulders and let his chest pump up. Roland felt each mound surge in size, it was like the mountains itself becoming bigger before as he was inevitably squished by steel-like walls. He tried to make a dent to the pec wall in front of him, but no dice. He was too feeble, too small.

Trip relaxed and let his pecs bounce once more. He felt his dick tense up in response to every moan and whimper of his small lover. His large tool gushing out pre like a damn fountain. He was still reeling at the size of his tool, the cock head meters above his own head. The otter grinned, guess Roland is kinkier than he thought.

He did one last pose, his all-time favorite crab pose, albeit with less power since he's laying down, and he felt his pecs plump and harden, bigger than ever. He felt such striations of muscles tighten and coil, to titanium relief. Most importantly, he felt Roland scream in ecstasy as he came again, his already ruined boxers stained once more.

Roland's cock let out a large amount of cum, more than he could ever expect, even after he had cummed before this. He lowered his boxer and let himself paint the pec walls surrounding him white, as he screamed and whimpered Trip's name. He breathed heavily as a few more spurt of cum dripped from his cock. Tired and with no energy, he resigned himself to his fate.

"You okay there, babe?" Trip said as he relaxed, giving Roland a bit more space to move about.

"Just had the best orgasm of my life." Roland said, still catching his breath. Trip simply chuckled, deep rumbles can be felt all around the lion . "Well, that's cool and all but..."

"...huh?"

"I hope you don't mind if it's my turn to relieve myself..."

Roland's eyes widened as the walls beside him parted ways to make way for the biggest cock he had ever seen. It felt like a building was going to fall over him. Trip's huge tool falling closer in on him as the otter tried to squeeze his world-ending cock between his colossal mounds.

If Roland never felt claustrophobic before, then he does now as Trip continued to push his cock deeper, the space above the lion becoming smaller and smaller until he could reach up and touch the veiny surface of the otter's rod. Roland was hard again, he was now surrounded by not just Trip's colossal chest muscles but also his titanic dick. It was a good feeling, a very good feeling.

He reached up and felt the veiny surface with his hand. Fuck, just the sight of his small hand along with the tower in front of him made his dick quake for more. He heard, and felt, a deep moan coming from the otter but he was so focused on the organ in front of him rubbing both of his hands lovingly.

Trip, meanwhile, is panting hard, too aroused to even think coherently. He was about to shout to his lion about how long his dick is, but he suddenly felt tiny hands rubbing his tool. The moan he let out was surprising but it confuses him, how sensitive is he that even Roland can make him weak in his knees?

"Very sensitive. Hope you enjoy it, Trip."

He heard a teasing voice on his right, but his mind is too clouded with arousal to recognize it as Sirius as Roland kept on rubbing his oversensitive cock. His tiny, tiny hands doing so much stimulation for the titan.

Roland was unaware of this plight as he kept on, now doing it faster and with fervor than he thought he lost after he came twice earlier. In fact, he was already leaking pre again. The sheer size of his lover's member had sent him into a frenzy.

Trip meanwhile, is fighting a losing battle against his libido. His moans are getting deeper, rapid. He's thankful he was already lying down, else he would have fallen down fast at such stimulation, his knees too weak to even move. His cock has been leaking pre this whole time, sending all that bodily fluid towards the mountains. He tried to reach his cock with his hand, and with difficulty, managed to get a glob of pre to taste. It tastes so amazing, he could just imagine how potent his seed is,as his cock kept on leaking precum.

Trip looked straight ahead, at the wide pole in front of him. His mind is so filled with arousal that he can't stop himself from licking his own tool with his tongue. Using his hand, he played with his cockhead, slipping his fingers into the slit. Every lick, every touch sends him to such ecstasy, he probably wouldn't last if he kept going, but he wanted to savor it. So he paced himself, enjoying his time.

Sadly, Roland did not get the memo. In fact, he was speeding up, rubbing and groping and licking so fast and so wild, Trip's efforts to slow down were for naught. The lion is rubbing his whole body to the megalithic cock including his own humble tool. The comparison was insane to even think about. His own rod is barely even noticeable in front of the giant rod. Roland was panting, he was close again, dangerously so. His mind so clouded with sex that he didn't realize he was mumbling.

"So big...so huge...bigger than a building...what the fuck..." Roland mumbled continued rubbing his own cock. "...a giant...bigger than mountains...god, I love you Trip..." He continued as he licked the titanic shaft deeply and slowly, not knowing that his mumbles could be heard perfectly by Trip.

"Haa...haa...giant..." Roland's words were on repeat in the titan's mind. The fact he could tower over buildings, statues, mountains, things he once had to look up to are now so small to him. The highest of skyscrapers barely reaches his ankle, mountains not even reaching his knees. Fuck, even his cock, his tool longer and thicker than those buildings.

He couldn't help it. Fuck going slow, he thought as he began thrusting his hips, rubbing his thick cock against his pecs. His hand now straight up stroking what it can reach. He began licking what he could of his cock more fervently as his libido skyrocketed.

Roland enjoyed the feeling of Trip's cock going up and down as the otter began to fervently pecfuck himself so hard and fast. He felt himself being dragged around from one point to another, and it was so stimulating for the lion. He kept on mumbling phrases, thoughts about how giant his liver, how he overpower anyone, tower over anything. Roland is getting close.

Trip is getting close, as well. He could feel his balls bursting, filling with so much. Between the licks, the strokes, the pecfuck, Roland's touches and rubs and his constant comparisons, the titan is almost gonna blow. He was close, so close. He can feel his urethra swelling as he thrusted his hips faster, he licked his cock more fervently. Roland felt the rush as he too sped up as much as he could muster. As Trip felt it, he let out a feral roar that can be heard for all the world to hear as he finally came.

The amount of cum he let out is insane. He can;t see it, but he could just feel gallons upon gallons of cum coming out of his titanic cok. He scooped a bit of his own seed straight from the tap and drank all of it, savoring the taste of his own seed. He could feel his cock kept on cumming, not stopping. He was worried that he would flood the whole place till he realized that he was such a giant that it wouldn't matter at all. The whole experience felt so surreal to the giant otter. He would've laughed if he wasn't so fucking aroused.

His mind went to his little lion, the one who helped him reach such ecstasy and decided to give him a little gift. With a bit of strength left, grabbed a handful of his cum and let it drop on his titanic pecs, making sure that his little lion would receive his blessings.

Roland, for his part, is once again tired. He had cum so many times tonight, it was unreal. He didn't realize he was this horny.

Thoughts were interrupted when a big glob of something fell near him. He could feel it splash, sending drops of whatever it is to his face. He instinctively licked and tasted the familiar salty taste of...

His eyes widened as he licked his jaw. Another glob fell down, this time much more closer and he rolled towards it, too tired to stand up and walk. He immediately stuffed his face in the potent pool of seed, enjoying the night snack that was given to him.

Trip laughed as he felt Roland feast on his cum as he looked up at his cock, still unloading hundreds of gallons of cum in one spurt. It wasn't stopping, each spurt making Trip moan and wince. He wondered if it would stop at all, but he didn't mind. A titan like him should really be as fertile as he is now.

After what felt like an hour, the titan's cock finally stopped. For the first time this day, he actually felt his balls empty. He sighed as he saw his tool shrink and soften. He breathed in and out, finally able to think coherently after such a masturbation session.

"Hey, Roland."

It took a few moments before the lion could respond. All Trip heard is a muffled "yeah?" and it made him laugh. "Want to sit on my face or something?"

"...sure."

Trip smiled as he fished out Roland from between his pecs. He felt his tiny lover cling onto his finger tip and slowly led his finger towards the middle of his eyes, the space wide enough for an apartment to be built. He saw from the corner of his eye a small speck jump down from his finger and walk around. Trip chuckled, he really is a giant.

Roland on his part decided to sit down anywhere, still tired from the three orgasms he had. He began mesmerizing his otter's size. He sighed as he managed to finally be relaxed for the rest of the date.

Oh right, the date.

Roland laughed as he realized that was simply their first date, with many more to come. Trip quirked his eyebrow, curious as to why his little lion was laughing.

"Just...y'know this is quite a good date, considering it's our first."

Trip wanted to nod but stopped himself, cautious about his lover. "Yeah, I get you."

The two are silent once more before the otter places both his hands behind his head, as much as he can anyway, flexing his torso to titanium relief as he continues. "Kinda wondering what we can do for our next date."

Roland drummed his finger on his leg, thinking of good date ideas. "I feel like a trip around the world could be feasible."

"Oh yeah, I can do that now, huh?"

"Pretty much, and you can even swim the oceans now too, if that becomes a problem."

"That's a good point. Where do you want to go, though?"

"We can go to Japan. Always wanted to."

"Never been there too, actually. Have you actually traveled abroad?"

"I've been to Switzerland."

"Really?! How is it?"

"Pretty nice, snowy all around. Well, the city where I stayed was pretty snowy."

The two lovers continued on and on, talking about mundane things like traveling and trips. Mundane stuff as they planned their second date. It became a one-sided conversation as Roland told stories about the two countries he'd been to the eager Trip. It was pretty normal, barring the fact that the titan of an otter is at least miles in height and thousand tons, if not more, in weight, but it didn't matter to the two. As of now, it was just them and only them.

"Do you have any pictures? I wanna see some."

Roland was about to reach for his phone when he realized that 1. His phone is too small to show to Trip and 2. He had left his phone in his pants, which is still in the skyscra--

His mind went to a halt as he felt a familiar fabric by his side, just beside his thigh. He grabbed it and found his pants and his phone. Before his mind went anywhere, a certain wish granter popped in his mind. He sighed, silently thanked Sirius, and continued talking to the giant otter, his boyfriend who is currently planning to tour the world with his tiny lion boyfriend.

Back at the skyscraper, Sirius hummed as he saw the two lovebirds just talking. He sighed, happy for Trip that he finally got both the man and size he wanted. Although he is a bit sad that a loyal customer is gone, he took the loss in good will. He opened another soda can and drank all of it one go, still feeling giddy for a job well done.

He stretched his back and patted himself in the back. He took another glance at the couple and prepared to teleport away from here.

And with a snap of his fingers, he is gone.