“Hey, Magnus--” Dan slapped the giant’s thigh to get his attention, the slight THUMP of his hand triggering another ripple of growth.
“Mmmffff...Yes, Master?” Magnus lowered himself to his hands and knees, still too large to be eye-level with Dan. His platinum hair was long and messy, intense blue eyes peering through bangs clumped together with his musky sweat.
“I...uh…” Magnus was waiting with captive breath, hanging on his every word...the power he had over him was palpable and intoxicating. He knew he had absolute control over this man, he could ask anything...and yet, even he was intimidated by Magnus’ massive size. “I...uh...don’t have my phone. Where do we go now?”
Magnus smiled, his pale skin blushing in bright red contrast to his platinum blond hair. “Yes, of course, Master...may I?” He looked down at his bag, waiting for permission.
“P-please!” Dan stammered...had that bag always been there? Magnus pulled out a device...it looked to be a 60” flat screen television, a super-sized tablet similar to Patrick’s phone, only bigger.
Magnus pawed at the touch screen, “You have a couple hours until your next class, English.” Magnus tucked his device into its bag and stood upright, towering over Dan. Wearing only a kilt and some boots, his cock barely half-covered, swaying just inches from the ground. “We are scheduled to share that class...but this building is too small for me, I’ll have to ask for an ARA compliant alternative…” Magnus let out a defeated sigh, squatted back down, his balls and cock squishing between his massive ball gut and the ground. “I’ll miss you terribly, Master…”
“Oh! Its okay, pup…” Dan smiled up to his 20-foot giant, “you want to grab lunch before class?”
Magnus lit up, “Yes, Pleas--” But before he could finish, he was interrupted by a passing student slapping him across his exposed rump. “ARF!” Magnus let out a yelp, his body rippling larger...now nearly 21-feet-tall.
“HEY!” Dan barked at the snickering students jogging away, their bloated muscles bouncing with each step.
“--M-Master...this is to be expected.” Magnus sat back against the Comp Sci wall, legs spread open with Dan between them. “As the campus Alpha, I have to take my punishment and the humiliation in stride.” His head dropped, “Besides, I’m used to being teased. Imagine being bigger than a redhead without any of the perks of being a redhead.” Magnus reached for his collar, holding the padlock in his oversized hand for comfort.
Dan tried to imagine what those perks could be...he remembered making it so Redheads were natural born alphas, bigger and stronger than everyone else, with hyper sex drives, but almost too submissive to function without a Dom in their life.
“MASTER!” Dan snapped his head to see Patrick AND Marcus waddling towards them. As they got closer, Dan let out a sigh of relief. They both bore his collar still.
“Master, we heard from brother Magnus your phone was confiscated.” Marcus whimper-grunted, adjusting his kilt and flashing Dan with his oversized cock. He was practically bursting out of his skin-tight polo.
“We’re still on for lunch, right?” Patrick was shirtless, lifting chalk covering his forearms and hands. “P-please, Master...we can’t be away from you like Magnus can.”
Magnus stood up, brushing his bus-sized thighs off, “Hey now, Patty.” Magnus was absolutely enormous compared to the twins. At 21-feet-tall, Patric and Marcus didn’t even reach his waist...Heck, they were dwarfed by Magnus’ soft cock. “I only won the Alpha Bear competition because of my size...you know I’m just as needy and submissive as you redheads…”
“Ha!” Patrick slapped Magnus across the rump, “You’ve got the size, but you’re probably TOO submissive to be a redhead.” Dan wondered what Patrick meant by that...it did seem like they were all submissive to him, but had their own dynamic...Patrick and Marcus were definitely more confident and boisterous, whereas Magnus was too shy to keep up.
Marcus joined in, asserting his blood-right of redhead Alpha cockiness by slapping Magnus’ rump even harder. “HA! That’s what you get for making our Master late...now can we get lunch?”
Magnus whimpered, his 22-foot-tall body, bigger and more bloated with muscle than ever.