Ty watched Noah as he read, feeling his arousal grow at the same pace that Noah's body grew. God, did he love
to make guys bigger. He smirked evilly and sat back in his chair, watching Noah surreptitiously through the
window to the Nurse's office. (Well, he wasn't actually being all that inconspicuous with it; he had simply
willed it so that no one would notice him. It wasn't that no one could see him, just no one would take the
slightest bit of notice at what he was doing.)
Meanwhile, Noah was still sitting in the same chair, awaiting the nurse. It was almost comical, seeing his
massive, muscled frame sitting in the tiny chair, struggling to continue supporting his weight. And things
were going to get a lot harder for it. Noah's nose was still buried in his book, scanning through the words,
absorbing up the information like a starved man devouring what little morsels he could find. He finished the
page he was on and flipped to the next, and a slight shudder ran throughout his body as he grew every so
slightly in each direction. His legs, already forced out in front of him by his incredible tallness, extended
out 1 more inch, bringing him to the titanic height of 8'8". His massive feet expanded up to size 41's, easily
over 20 inches each. His cock too snaked down one inch lower, to 37". His muscles expanded in all directions
too, his biceps pumping up with a bit more size, his big, meaty pecs growing slightly larger. And all over his
body, just a bit more hair grew in, adding to the jungles of it that now stretched up and down his massive
frame.
Noah was completely oblivious to all of this. Heedless to his momentary feeling of discomfort, a discomfort
that had without fail been visiting him every time he started a new page, he continued reading.
Ty watched, feeling hornier all the time. His cock was raging hard in his pants, struggling against the
fabric. He rubbed his crotch eagerly as he kept his eyes on Noah's progress... his agonizingly slow
progress...
Noah for his part, had just finished another page, and his eyes quickly darted over to the next. 8'9" in
height, size 42 shoes (do they even make them that big?), a 38" prick, more big, meaty muscles, and hair all
up and down his body. Noah scratched his stomach absentmindedly, only partially aware that anything was wrong.
That small part of his brain that was telling him something was off was gradually getting bigger though...
He shot through the next page as quickly as the previous ones, and the next one even more quickly. 8'9",
8'10". Size 43, 44. 39 inches, and then 40". His muscles even bigger; his biceps now were easily bigger than
the average man's head, his pecs jutted out like a shelf, the massive, silver-dollar sized nipples easily
visible through the home-knit sweater. And still he read on....
Meanwhile, Ty was getting impatient with the slow growth...