“Like, ohmygod, did you see those two losers at the door? They thought they could just show up to the Eye Felta Thi Pink Pussy Party without an invite? Totally. Lame.”

The chorus of laughter is cut off by an unnatural rumbling, and the sorority house cast into increasing darkness.

“Hey! It’s not supposed to storm tonight! What’s that noise, you guys?”

A violent, meaty thumping at the door drew the sisters’ attention, before the entire door was blown apart. A cock, six feet long and still throbbing and growing, burst into the entrance, to the occupants’ collective terror.

Running to the side door or trying to check the windows was no help, as they were entirely blocked by mounds of unyielding, hairy fat. The phallus at the door pursued them, getting larger and harder by the second.

At that point, the roof and second story were ripped from their sorority house, and gigantic eyes leered down at them.

Gargus licked his lips. “It wasn’t nice to turn us away, little girls. We want to drink and have fun, too…”

Jack shrugged his massive shoulders. “Doesn’t matter. We brought our own drinks.”

On cue, he produced a tiny blue bottle between his fat fingers, taking a long drag before handing it to his companion. Garg followed his example, and the girls screamed anew as the obese titans started growing again, ignoring their would-be crushes to fondle and tease each others’ swelling body.

-mr mccann: strangely enough he was my second grade teacher & people aren’t really allowed to know this but hes gay and he’s a legend. he loved me and he made me feel validated and loved even when i was going through insane learning disability things and didn’t realize how bad i had it lowkey lol. he helped me and didn’t punish me for being different and let me be creative.

-mr goldstein: idk where he is now or if he even still works at the middle school, but he’s an absolute fucking legend. he gave me my middle school nickname (just my last name lol, kiesling) and it was very nice & he always helped me out and talked to me, he also did talent show & was always impressed by my stupid flips lol.

-believe it or not, mr dannucci: when i was in his class freshmen year, we were homies. we mostly joked but i could genuinely joke back and fourth with him and he did it too, it was a genuine teacher student friendship lol i miss being in his class sometimes.

-i’m gonna put them on the same bullet point because it’s very similar for both: ms sampson & ms butters: they both loved me & validated me and were genuine people instead of putting on a mask. i could joke & have conversations with both of them very easily and they were understanding af.

-mr dodd: probably my favorite teacher i’ve ever had in my entire life. he was my geometry teacher sophomore year and for anyone who knows me you know math is a horrible horrible thing for me. he wrote notes on my tests to help, talked to me & told me about his personal life and problems and i was the only student he hugged on the last day. he supported my craziness and you could tell he genuinely cared about my wellbeing for so many reasons. i love him i could go on forever.

Japan had withstood many, many giant monster attacks in the past, and always come back stronger than ever. This one might be the last, however…

Garg scratched his massive, hairy gut lazily as he stomped over and through the skyscrapers around Kyoto, finishing off those his footfalls missed with the sensual swaying of his impossibly wide ass. It had been minutes since he’d devoured a fleeing crowd, so he was already feeling hungry again. But snacking could wait; he had another MASSIVE hunger he needed to feed.

Fortunately, while it was a bit hard to use Google Maps when one was the size of a municipality, once you actually got it running, the aerial view of your destination was surprisingly helpful for a terrifying giant. It didn’t take long to spot the correct apartment building…which he took to mean that none of these other buildings, or their inhabitants, were still necessary.

Good. He could still snack on the way.

She didn’t know it yet, but Hitomi Tanaka was the object of his search; as she didn’t know this, she was morally correct in panicking along with the rest of the city. That fat giant was heading right towards her apartment, and she could swear he was looking into her window! She had enough pervs to deal with at normal scale; she didn’t need one that could rip apart the city to find her!

Granted, when the giant reaches below his oozing gut and started to pump his shaft, itself almost as wide as her building…she did have to give a nod of approval.

Impressed as she was, she still screamed when he easily ripped the top several floors off of her building, leering in at her as she cowered in her bedroom. His free hand reached in for her, some sort of bottle pinched between its fingertips. She screamed again, but the bottle forced its way between her lips and…

Oh. Oh, fuck. This…felt…

Good!

She moaned and writhed as her body grew and fattened, finally becoming a match for her world-famous tits before expanding far, far beyond. The remains of her building collapsed under her gigantic ass as she continued to grow, finally becoming a match for the masculine mountain in front of her.

“I’m…I’m fat! I’m…so…huge!”

Garg licked his lips in appreciation. “And we’re only gonna get bigger and fatter,” he purred. “You like it?”

She gave another long, lewd glance at his erect shaft, before nodding. “I like it a lot, my big sexy man…”

At her new scale, it was actually possible to ignore the second obese giant running (for a certain value of “running”) up to them until he was already upon them, panting and trying to remain calm. “Garg! Garg, we-“

Garg rolled his eyes at Jack. “Calm down! It worked, and she’s into it!”

Jack nodded quickly, temporarily distracted by ALL of Hitomi, before an ominous rumble broke his trance.

“Yeah, well, I found Mortao, and did the same thing! Except she’s REALLY into it…and it REALLY worked!”

Before Garg could ask what that meant, the three gargantuan gluttons were cast into shadow.

An unfathomably huge Mortao Maotor, having shed her lithe frame for an even fatter physique than the three smaller giants at her feet, loomed over them. Her famously photogenic feet, formerly large and slender, were still large…but now practically flattened with fat, merging into unstoppable cankles as she placed her hands on her obscenely wide hips and laughed at their cowering.

The ground shook. This was a new phenomena for this part of the country, but far from a rare one. It shook in steady, rhythmic quakes, timed between heavy, excited breathing of whale-sized lungs.

As the shaking intensified, the employees of the bottling plant ran for the exists, blue and white collars blending into a mass of panic. None of them knew why this calamity was approaching them, but it was unmistakably zeroing in on their location.

Maybe he was just thirsty.

The gigantic Jack lumbered forward, his fat thighs generating unbearable heat as they slid against each other, seemingly immune to the sensation of chaffing. In fact, his titanic body seemed to be immune to many of the disadvantages of extreme size and obesity, which was good for him and terrible for the world around him.

He was, after all, extremely sized and extremely obese.

That size seemed to extend to his eager and erect cock as well, heralding his approach like a meaty compass pointing the way. He paused as he looked and leered over the masses of panicking people, licking his lips in an inhumanly massive combination of lust and hunger. He could eat these people, or he could strand them over his most sensitive spots…but that would come later. Right now, he had a mission.

Stepping through the wall of the plant, he chuckled dully as the steel frame easily collapsed under his incalculable and inescapable weight. So many large high pressure drums lay before him, almost all useless for his current purposes.

Except one: the carbonated Jumbo Gro. Jack didn’t know what advantage carbonation gave this wonderful stuff, but he’d long stopped asking logistical and even logical questions about Jumbo Gro. It made him the biggest person on earth, and that was enough. Well, second biggest right now. But that would change in a minute…

At least, that’s what Jack thought. But as he eagerly kicked the other vats out of the way and tried to cross the length of the warehouse to his prize, he found himself in shadow.

“What do you think you’re doing, tiny?”

Jack froze, turning to gaze into the navel of the only person in the world he had to look up to. Garg towered over him, dripping sweat from his ungainly fat folds. His back alone had rolls to make Jack look malnourished, and his thighs were thicker than the other giant’s entire body. This…wasn’t good.

“Going for a drink?” Garg laughed at the obviously ploy. “Great idea! Don’t mind if I do!”

With a casual display of godlike strength, he bent over and ripped the target vat from the ground with his fingertips, greedily sucking its contents dry through fat lips. Jack paled. Oh fuck. Oh no.

The rumbling in Garg’s city block of a gut was even louder than the rumble of his steps, confirming that his drink was, in fact, quite carbonated indeed. And then, the belch.

The loudest sound ever recorded was the 1883 eruption of the volcano at Krakatoa, clearly audible from as far as forty miles away. This new eruption was as massive to the former record-holder as Garg was to a normal human being. The warehouse, and indeed all structures for miles around, simply collapsed, practically disintegrated from the shockwave. Everyone in sight of the mountain of man was knocked into unconsciousness. Even Jack had to clasp his hands to his head in pain.

“Heh…here…it…comes…”

Jack had mixed feelings on not being able to see Garg’s latest growth spurt, but he almost immediately found his entire body pinned under the other giant’s churning sac as the big became even more horrifically bigger. The ground Garg stood on became a crater as the earth itself failed to withstand his unending mass, his echoing moans of orgasmic pleasure rivaling his belch for sheer power. He doubled in size once, then again. He could swear the curvature of the earth was just becoming visible to him. The entire city certainly was. It looks delicious.

Even though it was puny enough to be lost in the shadow of his throbbing cock.

Sure, it was sexy having to look up to Garg’s sac and skyscraper cock…but Jack could do without the taunting.

“Who’s hung now, skinny boy?” Garg’s laughter was deep and uproarious as he flexed and felt up his newly-expanded body? “You thought a cock the size of a bus was impressive…I’m going to have to crush a whole bus depot under mine! I’d ask you to give some suck and tug while you’re down there…but there’s no way you can reach, twerp!”

Another bout of laughter send the tons of manflesh on Garg’s obese frame jiggling…again, a damned sexy sight that the entire city was being blessed with. It was fucking hot. He was so fucking hot. But context is everything.

Jack took a few preparatory steps back, cars and bystanders carelessly crushed under his thickly padded feet. He wanted Garg to see him clearly from the overhang of his gut and the jutting extension of his bulge.

“This is hot and everything, but you know you want me bigger,” Jack said cooly, feeling his loins stir.

Garg raises a eyebrow. “You’re so sure, puny?”

“Oh, yeah. You want me way bigger,” Jack practically purred. “So big my balls can pin you.”

Garg considered. “That…that’d be pretty big…”

“That’s nothing,” Jack went on, voice a husky whisper. “You want me so fucking massive that I can lose you under one of my big, fat man-tits. You want me to drown a whole fucking city in my pre. You want my fat gut to change weather patterns. You want me to block the sun with my cock…and still get bigger…”

“Maybe…maybe not too big,” Garg whispered, drawn into the other giant’s fantasy.

“I’m already too big for clothes. Too big for houses. Too big…”

There was a deep, fleshy rumble with Jack’s body as it began to swell, a wet stretching sound as his gut expanded, his cock erupted in size…he was closing in on Garg’s height, with no sign of slowing.

“Too big is NEVER big enough!”

The onslaught of enormously large women, grown tall and fat on Jumbo Gro, had turned most of the city into their personal playground, becoming a large girl gang in multiple senses of the word “large.” As Jumbo Gro didn’t seem to be nearly as potent in men than in women, any male in the area was advised to stay indoors and out of sight when these ladies were around.

Unless, of course, you were into that sort of thing, in which case public consensus was you deserved whatever you got.

So when Jack and Garg decided, in defiance of all common sense, to try and sneak a peaks at these two-story she-hemoths, no one was surprised or particularly concerned when the two were discovered, and easily bullied by bouncing bellies, forced into a dingy back alleyway.

“Little perverts,” one of the half-dozen Jumbo Gals sneered down at her cornered prey. “You wanted a look at all of this?” She shook her obese frame proudly. “Bet you thought we’d squash you if we found you…but pervs like you would enjoy that too much. No, we got something better in mind.”

She gestured to one of her fellow giants, a freckled redhead with a nasty disposition. She handed her leader an ominous pair of bottles, filled with green liquid.

“You think anyone is gonna be with you losers after we turn you into fat, immobile blobs?” The giant woman sneered, a bottle in each hand. “Bottoms up, boys!”

Bending her rotund body over, she forced the opening of each bottle into her captives’ mouths, forcing them to drink, before taking a triumphant step back. The other giant women hooted and hollered with jeering laughter.

The laughter continued as the two began to shake and bulge. It slowed when they began to moan, and stopped entirely when they began to grow.

And grow.

And grow.

Taller, wider, fatter, Jack and Garg erupted from their clothes, piles of masculine mass. Their stomaches bulged and grew, powerful layers of fat swelling every part of their bodies.

If their titanic swelling cocks were any indication, this felt good…

Their bodies took to the Jumbo Gro far more than the ladies’ did, and the pair were over fifty feet tall before their growth spurt ended.

Ended for now, at least.

“You think we liked you?” Garg sneered down at the cowering women with a deep, almost dull voice. “We like -big- women, you bitchy little beanpoles.”

“I don’t know,” Jack said, taking a step forward. The earth shook with the impact of his foot. “I think the redhead is kinda cute.”

To prove his point, he shifted his massive weight, catching the surprised giantess and pinning her under the weight of his massive balls.

Garg watched with interest, biting his thick lip intently. “That looks…fun.”

Jack moaned, shifting to smother his toy further. “It’s the best…” he panted.

When Jack and Garg began to grow terrifyingly large, every part of them did so.

Every. Part.

Jack moaned as he dropped his tremendous ball sac atop a city bus, his cock throbbing to alertness of the new sensations. “It’s hard to tell…since everything is bigger, now,” he moaned as the steer flattened. “But I’m pretty sure I’m twice my size down there…at least…”

Garg was leering into a modest skyscraper, considering which of the terrified office workers might make a good snack, when he decided to test this theory. Hefting the massive, flaccid meat against the building’s facade, he almost came as he felt the glass along his most sensitive skin.

“Ohh…fuuuuck,” he panted as his massive member came to attention, very quickly bludgeoning its way into the side of the building. Alight with power and pleasure, Garg began to thrust, slowly at first, but then faster…faster…every motion rewarding him with more size, more flab, more MASS.

Hugging the building between increasingly flabby arms, Garg abandoned himself to the primal lust, getting larger and larger as he literally fucked the building apart. It proved far too weak to bring the growing giant to climax, leaving him with an erection larger than the once-complete structure had been.

He sneered down at his former equal, who was now easily concealed by the shadow of his enormous cock.