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Perhaps it was time to run a full inspection on himself. With a grunt he pushed himself to his feet, only to freeze when he felt a tug pull him back. His body ran ice-cold at the abrupt sensation. The one issue he ran into about bloating with so much vigourous bulk was that looking behind wasn't as easy as it used to be, but the position where his tail got stuck told him everything he needed to know about his predicament.

It took some finesse that his brawny physique didn't lend well to, but he managed to grip the chair as close as he could to the hole, pushing away from it as gently as he could so as not to break the piece of furniture. That was proving easier said than done, but his tail eventually got free with enough effort.

Ha, success! Guilmon was over the moon that he achieved what started feeling like an impossible task. In spite of his size he could still handle any problem dealt to him. Nothing could slow him down!

He continued his internal gloating until a familiar, if stronger, sensation hit his body, one that instantly grabbed his attention. There, contouring around the tortoise shell of an abgut he sported, was his erect pole, something he'd completely forgotten about until just then. He blushed profusely at the size of it, looking wider than a two-litre bottle upon first glance, but just like the rest of him it seemed like it wanted to grow. He wasn't about to complain.

With a bit of hesitation, he reached claw forward and stroked the length, shuddering at the heightened sensitivity it now possessed. He let out a slight moan as he gave his rod more attention, the cockflesh as white as the scales on his underbelly. It felt incredible, better than it had ever been, than it had any right to be! He could stop himself; he didn't want to.

One claw turned into two, which turned into his whole hand bobbing up and down his pillar, which took advantage of data streaming into him by surging in every direction. He reveled in the shockwaves of pleasure frying his nerves brought on both by him stroking his dick as well as it swelling larger with every passing second. Maybe this whole predicament he found himself in wasn't as bad as he initially thought it to be.

Like his shaft, his balls, too, bloated with added size, fattening well past the eggs they used to be and now looking closer to bowling balls with how monstrously huge the reptile had gotten. They felt so full - more than ever before - but for whatever reason he couldn't get himself to cum despite feeling hornier than he had in the past. He snorted his disapproval at the lack of results, causing him to stop pumping his cock momentarily so that he could look over his engorging testes. Every glimpse that he could catch of them welled a bit of pride up inside him, which he thought was natural as any guy would feel the same way. If they wanted this kind of size for themselves, they'd just have to do what he did... right after he figured out what that was.

In his thorough examination of himself, he failed to notice how his ears now gingerly brushed against the ceiling, a fact that caused a loud gasp to fill the room. He immediately slammed his ass onto the floor in reaction, fortunate that he was on the bottom floor and therefore didn't crash through it. He'd been so preoccupied with himself that he didn't see just how large he'd gotten in such a short amount of time. This actually might be a problem now.

But he couldn't stop the growth. Little by little, with every passing second, his dimensions all filled out as the constant deluge of information flooded his system, every single one of his measurements creaking larger, some jumping by magnitudes at a time. Soon his head was back where it just was, scant centimetres away from the ceiling. Realization of what was about to occur hit him like a ton of bricks, with nothing for him to do but accept the fact that it would happen whether he wanted it to or not. He closed his eyes and braced for impact.