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An epic and playful tale of a man who gets sucked into his younger brother’s DnD game, where he must navigate through various traps and challenges that eventually fill him up to bursting.
CHAPTER 1
“Bro?” Luke called down the stairs.
“What?” Harrison shouted back.
“There any beers down there?”
“Uhm … yeah, there’s a six pack in the fridge.”
Footsteps creaked along the staircase as Luke descended. He wore a pair of running shorts, long athletic socks and bore a bear chest. When he rounded the corner at the base of the stairs, he turned and laughed.
“Oh Jesus. Dorks and Dragons again? Home from college for one day and you’re already huddled up inside the basement with your friends.”
“At least I have friends.” Harrison muttered.
“What was that?”
“You graduated like three years ago and you’re still living with mom and dad, drinking beer by yourself … but I’m the loser.”
“How about I kick your asses, huh?”
“I toss a potion of great shrinkage -!” called out Derek, one of Harrison’s friends at the table.
He rolled a pair of dice with 12 sides, apparently rolled what he hoped for and pumped a fist into the air with a sense of victory.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” Luke sneered.
But his voice grew quieter and squeakier as his clothes quickly became baggy. The beers dropped from his hand when it shrunk too small to hold them anymore. His clothes swallowed him up until he was the size of an ant, scurrying beneath the sea of fabric in a panic.
“Let’s play with him,” a thunderous voice bellowed from above.
“Good idea! He can see how fun it is.”
Luke felt himself be scooped up within his clothes before gently tumbling out and onto an enormous landscape. He scrambled to his feet, stark naked, and scanned frantically from side to side. Far above him, six twenty-year-old heads peered down at him, snickering and mocking his newly tiny cock.
“Listen up Bro. Dungeon Master here. I’ve designed a world here that, I guess, you get the privilege of playing. We’ll be playing some of the characters around you, but it’ll be up to you to navigate the decisions required to make it out of here. There’s a tavern up ahead. Great place for some gossip. Scurry along, now.
CHAPTER 2
Mind numb in disbelief, Luke watched the scenery change to either side of his gaze as his feet led him toward a cozy tavern nestled against a hillside at the edge of the valley before him. A lush topography of rolling hills with flowering plants traversed the ground ahead toward the mouth of a dark oak forest. In the distance, mountainous peaks, dusted with snow, stood tall over the valley.
When Luke reached the tavern, smoke billowed from its chimney, whilst aromas of sweet meats wafted through with the smell of beer just behind. He stepped through the threshold and looked around. There were plenty of men, some human, others humanoid, but all different shapes and sizes, drinking and playing card games.
“Not a woman in sight,” Luke muttered. “Leave it to my queer brother and his friends to play pretend orgy.”
A muscular goblin stood behind the bar polishing beer glasses and eyeing Luke with keen interest. Luke grimaced but reluctantly walked over.
“You must hear a lot around here serving drinks to everyone.”
“You’re right,” the goblin replied. “What do you need to know?”
“Not sure. Supposed to be making it through some sort of quest. My brother was super vague.”
“Perhaps you’re meant to journey to the wizards tower, past the mountains and behind the walls of the King’s castle.”
“Of course, I am,” Luke sighed. “Do you know how it’d start?
“I do.”
“… any consideration to sharing that information?”
“Human seed is a prized commodity. To breed with a human provides greater opportunity for your sons … plus your cocks feel so damn good.”
Luke stared intensely in return. “What the fuck are you talking about?”
Th goblin purred on. “Mate with me, right now, in the back room, and I’ll tell you all you need to know.”
“Are you- ugh … there’s only one way to progress through this stupid shit, isn’t there?”
“Normally … no. There are many ways to traverse a world. But I’m receiving information, from above, that … yes, this is indeed you’re only option at this time.”
“Christ. I gotta get the hell outta here. Fine, goblin dude. Your hole better feel like good pussy.”
The goblin practically squealed in delight before lifting the bar for Luke to cross, next leading him into the room where the kegs were stored.
“How are we doing this?” Luke asked, gruffly.
The goblin bent down and got on all fours. He perked his ass back and up into the air. Then he grunted and flexed his cheeks, which burst through his pants and bounced flirtatiously. Two wide slabs of chubby muscle, cartoonishly large.
“Fuck,” Luke spat out. “You’ve got some fat cakes. I can work with that.”
Luke mounted the goblin, thrust his cock inside and fucked his guts. His hips bounced back and forth off the goblin’s fat ass with each slap. The goblin teased Luke and squeezed his hole to help milk the throbbing cock, demanding his load. With a strained, grunting gasp, Luke obliged, spewing cum deep into the goblin’s belly.
“Thank you, Sir,” the goblin uttered as he rose to his feet. “I can feel them growing inside me already. The man sitting in the corner of the room, by the window with red curtains. He’s wearing some expensive jewelry. Appeal to him for passage through the dark oak forest across the valley floor. He looks capable of providing, if you can persuade him.”
“Great, thanks. Shoulda brought some Viagra, I guess …. Here we go.”
CHAPTER 3
Back through the noisy bar, the man described sat sprawled out at a table in the far corner. Luke approached as the man stared back with lustful eyes upon noticing him, lips pursed into a smirk. He remained silent as Luke grabbed a chair to pull up to, and sit down, at the table.
“Hey, man. I hear you’re the one to ask about making my way through the forest, or whatever.”
The man merely cocked his head to one side, eyes scanning Luke up and down, undressing him. After an uncomfortable pause, as Luke began to speak again in irritation, the man interrupted him.
“I can get you through the forest,” the man responded, “but there’s no such thing as a free ride.”
“Yeah I can see that’s going to be a pattern in here. You got a room? Just keep your face down in the pillow and hike your ass up, I can bear through it.”
The man chuckled before leaning forward over the table, face close to Luke’s.
“Do I look like a bottom, boy?”
Luke gulped, face frozen and stuttered. Sensing the obvious apprehension, the man offered a compromise.
“Tell you what, boy. Get beneath this table. If you can swallow down my loads until I tell you I’m done, I’ll provide you whatever you need.”
“Can’t you just give me what I need anyway? Will a handjob with no eye contact work?”
The man remained silent and stoney-faced with that same smirk, waiting. Luke rolled his eyes, breathed out a heavy sigh and looked around the room. Satisfied that no one was looking, he got down to his knees and crawled under, toward the wealthy man’s crotch.
Muffled by the table, the man’s voice sounded distant, but stern when he told Luke to open his trousers and remove his cock. Luke begrudgingly complied, going wide-eyed as he took in the full sight of it. All 8 inches.
“Fucking kidding me?” He whispered to himself. He began by cautiously protruding his tongue and tasting the tip. It smelt lightly musky but better than Luke feared. The cock head grew swollen the more he tongued it. He then tried bringing his lips around the head and bobbing back and forth along the first couple inches of the man’s cock, suppressing a gag that resulted in a small fit of coughing.
Slowly, with persistence, he inched his way further down the shaft, filling his mouth until the cock head grazed his throat, shaft gliding along his wet tongue. The man’s breathing above the table picked up and grew more erratic. He bucked his hips a bit faster, with a bit more power. Luke tasted a small stream of precum and instinctively drew back, but remembered his promise, grimaced and swallowed before continuing.
As the man’s body clenched in pleasure, he grabbed hold of Luke’s head and pressed him down fully onto his cock. Luke’s eyes streamed tears and he emitted a series of muffled grunts but the cum spewed straight down his throat where it could collect in his belly.
It seemed to go on forever. Luke tried to take small breaths through his nose to avoid passing out. Finally, the man released him with a blissful sigh, and then patted him on the head. Luke crawled back out, drooling and looking a bit dazed, wrenching himself up with his arms on the table for support. When he stood, he stumbled, feeling his center of gravity shift from what’s familiar and a heavy sloshing sensation rock through his gut.
“Oh Christ.” He choked out, staring down at what resembled an impressive beer belly poking out from his waist. The man licked his lips in satisfaction.
“I imagine you might want some clothes for the trip.”
Luke spat and steadied himself before collapsing into the chair. “That’d be nice.”
“Meet back here in about an hour. I’ll have the clothes, a carriage and a companion who can join you on your quest.”
“You’re the best,” Luke responded sarcastically. “Back in a bit, then. Gonna go try to avoid popping while your freakish load passes, thanks.”
CHAPTER 4
As promised, Luke returned, in time, to find all that he was offered. The wealthy man, who stood quite a bit taller than Luke, patted him on his slightly-deflated belly with a chuckle before sending them off.
A stone brick path meandered up a hillside before gliding down into the forest edge. At its periphery, light continued to illuminate the path without distraction, though it grew darker as the path progressed. Up ahead, in the distance, two torches flickered light from several meters off the ground. In approaching them, the structure upon which they stood grew clearer.
A wall, solid and thick, over ten feet high, blocked their path at a perpendicular. A gate made of steel bars punctured the center of the wall. To either side of it, the trees grew so large, close and twisted together, that passage appeared impossible to a distance far away from the marked path. A voice from the top of the wall called down.
“No humans.” He shouted.
“Why the hell not?” Luke shouted back.
“Humans smell. And you eat everything. You’ll eat up our entire forest if we let you in. You’re like swine.”
“What-? I’m not gonna eat anything, man. I’m just passing through. Do – what’re you, an elf, or something? – do elves not eat?”
“We eat for sustenance, not for gluttonous pleasure. We give back to the Earth what we take from it.”
“I see,” Luke snarled. “So you’ve probably never really tasted anything that was made just to be delicious? Must be why you’re so thin.”
The elf only stared back with cold resolution.
“I bet if you tried say … a rack of ribs? Lots of barbeque sauce. Maybe a donut and some ice cream for dessert? Bet that would change your mind.”
The elf furled his eyes in confusion and looked up to the sky, prompting Luke to do the same. After a silent pause, a deep and heavenly voice bellowed down from the sky.
“Yeah, I’ll allow it. Luke suddenly finds a buffet table by the gate filled with all the shit he just mentioned.”
Just like that, a feast appeared. Luke laughed with triumph and stared back up at the elf.
“Can you smell it? Out of this world, right? You gotta come try some of it.”
“No,” the elf responded.
Luke frowned but then continued. “Which is the more noticeable smell right now? The delicious food or the stink of me and my friend here?”
“No contest. Your human-stink.”
“Okay, so there’s enough food here to sustain the two of us for quite a while. We’ll hang out here with you – I assume you can’t leave your post – and continue smelling. Worse given time. Or … You could humor me and just hop down here to try some of the food. If you hate it, we’ll leave.”
The elf pondered the offer, then disdainfully grunted and hopped down from the wall. He watched the two men with cautious eyes and stepped up to the table, only breaking eye contact to scan the buffet of food. He sniffed the ribs, frowned and ripped one off from the rack. Luke watched his face turn from sour to bright. Eyes practically fluttering as he tasted the meat.
The elf paused with wide and frantic eyes, then reached for a donut and took a bite. He audibly moaned before stuffing the rest down. Suddenly, he was like a wild animal, face down in the platters and scooping food in with his hands as fast as he could manage. He moaned and chuckled, covered in a mess, as he swallowed bite after bite. After a half hour of feasting, he belched loudly, groaned and fell backward. His belly rose to the sky like a Snorlax, working on digesting the enormous meal. He took down enough food to gain fifty pounds, once it’s settled, and he harbored a new addiction that provoked a persistent hunger.
“More?” The elf grumbled from his position.
“That’s all we got, friend. And town is far away. You got food past this gate?”
The elf stared over at the gate, licking his lips and fighting himself. He turned his head back and nodded enthusiastically.
“Throw me the keys and I’ll let us in. Then I’ll take you wherever you wanna go.”
The elf pointed down at his waist, which was buried beneath a gigantic ball belly. Luke stepped over, crouched and slid his hand beneath the elf’s gut. He squirmed his way through until he found a pocket and withdrew the gate’s key. After it opened, he rolled the elf along the path until the arrived in a bushy clearing full of berries.
“Goodbye, my friend,” Luke said. “Try to limit yourself to one or two food orgies a day.”
Just like that, he hopped back into the carriage and his companion cracked the whips to get the wheels moving once more.
CHAPTER 5
The journey continued another day without incident and the forest floor grew more inviting as they ventured on, where less density in the foliage allowed in more light. The wheels of the carriage bounced gently over little imperfections in the stone. Luke stared down at his gut, which had about halved size by now, remembering the hot load that had filled it.
Rubbing his belly, and feeling the bumps in the road, Luke let out a belch. Then another. He stretched his back and took in the pleasant scents of the flowers under morning dew. They’d left their most recent overnight camp about an ago.
They came upon a small stream, shallow but rocky. The carriage bounced about more violently as they crossed it. A pressure quickly rose in Luke’s gut before blowing out like a fog horn from between his ass cheeks.
“Jesus,” he muttered. “What did I eat? Aside from a keg of cum, that is … The berries, maybe?”
Before he could wonder what else was making his stomach churn, a blast of gas interrupted his breath. A series of hiccups that followed mingled with smaller bursts of gas. He began to clench his sides in discomfort as the pressure rose again. He bore down, belching and farting – loudly and repeatedly, until it was nearly continuous, without interruption.
Between the gas and his thrashing around, Luke was shaking the carriage and causing a fair bit of noise. His companion stopped the carriage and hopped down, slowly approaching the door. As he reached for the handle, the sound of belching crescendoed. The carriage rattled and the small windows on its side were immediately plugged with flesh.
Pink, bloated and taught, Luke’s belly had rapidly inflated until it smashed into the confines of his ride. Filling the space, his ability to push out the gas was compromised and the room to expand was gone. The pressure rapidly rose, the rest of him just about completely swallowed up within the ballooning belly. Then with a boom, the carriage exploded in every direction, sending it’s pieces as shrapnel across the forest floor.
A gutteral symphony of noises rang from Luke’s throat. Gas, panicky whines, grunts and groans. His limbs sunk into the fleshy ball. His companion ran, jumped and climbed his way on top of Luke’s belly, squeezing it with his arms and legs to push out more gas. He squeezed out enough near Luke’s chest, and held his grip, to allow Luke to begin panting for breath and blubbering for help. A light turned on behind his companion’s eyes as he remembered something.
“… Oh! Is this what the elixir is for? The man who hired me told me to hold onto it until it was needed.”
“He knew this would happen?! Hand it over-! Or … Pour it in my mouth!”
His companion uncorked the bottle and dumped it’s content past Luke’s bloated cheeks. His whole body shook like a bowl of gelatin in an earthquake, then his throat opened wide and his asshole dilated several inches. A cannon blast of gas fired out from either end with enough force to launch the man off of his belly, several meters away.
Luke’s body deflated like an enormous balloon until he was recognizable again. He was left with a gassy gut he might expect after a night of Chinese takeout, which would be belched and farted out in normal bursts over the next several hours. He surveyed the area and conceded that their ride was demolished.
“Awesome … Naked again. Guess I’ll tie something together out of the scraps. On foot after that, then, friend.”
“Of course,” the other man responded as he stumbled back to his feet. “Just be careful. The man who gave it warned me that it would make you … Uhmm … Very horny. And .. fertile-? I think he said.”
Luke looked up at the sky with disdain in his eyes. “Fuck you, guys.”
CHAPTER 6
The foliage overhead was thinning as the days passed, which Luke hoped was a sign that they neared it’s edge. He was indeed EXTREMELY horny as they traveled. He excused himself to urinate throughout the day and rubbed one out each time behind a tree, making sure to cover himself from any peeping eyes overhead. A clearing finally emerged ahead, where the trees met a rocky and rugged cliff face.
Within the clearing was a camp. Makeshift tents and beds, traveling merchants selling goods, a fire and a couple dozen people resting about. Luke made a mental note to barter for some new clothes.
“Really?” Luke sneered. “Not a single woman. Still. I’m so horny, I’m gonna start impregnating the trees.”
He sighed and motioned for his companion to follow as they set up camp. The sun began to set while the two of them shared the food they had collected. With a full belly, his friend bid his goodnight and climbed under his tent.
Luke sat up, watching the fire flicker while his mind wandered away from his body. A feeling of warmth, tingling and pleasure arose in his belly, snapping him out of his hypnosis. Cheeks blushing as he realized he was touching himself. His gaze cast side to side in the dark, looking if anyone had seen. Eyes to far left and he met the gaze of a smirking man.
He immediately looked away, head down. Then cautiously looked up again, found the young man still staring and casually nodded. The other man chuckled and motioned Luke over. As Luke stood and walked toward him, the man turned and walked into the forest edge where he could be hidden from view.
Luke peeked around a tree and gasped … then drooled. The man down in the grass on his knees, turned away from Luke. Ass hiked high in the air, legs spread, face smooshed sideways against the ground, chest and arms flat on the grass, as well. His eyes were glossy and his mouth parted, panting while he wiggled his hips invitingly. His waist was narrow but his cheeks were wide and plump, with a beautiful hole luring Luke forward.
“Okay, maybe its that potion, but that’s a beautiful hole. I’ll admit it. Get ready for a pounding, dude.”
Luke mounted the man, shoved his cock in roughly and proceeded to pump himself in and out, quickly crescendoing his tempo and groaning hungrily. He pumped as hard and as fast as he could before letting out a strained roar, body tensing all over, waves of pleasure washing over his skin as he shot a fat load into the man’s guts.
Luke collapsed on his side, then rolled on his back, arms and legs sprawled out on the grass while he caught his breath, a big, stupid smile across his face.
“Finally! I think that did it. I have been so horny, you can’t even believe, but that felt like I finally got it all out. Damn, that was good!”
“Thanks,” the other man responded in a sly voice. “Your legs like Jell-O now?”
“Oh yeah. My glutes are burning. I couldn’t stand if I tried,” he answered through a chuckle.
“Perfect.” The sound of sharpened metal sliding out of its sheath made the hairs on Luke’s neck stand up.
“Uh … Buddy? What was that?”
“Sorry, beautiful. There’s a high price on your head. Nice knowing you -agh!!”
The dagger fell to the grass and the assassin collapsed next to Luke where he lay. The man screamed and groaned, clutching his belly while squirming around frantically. It soon expanded out the bottom of his tunic, then tore it open, leaving him now completely naked. He clenched and strained but the pressure only grew, his belly only ballooned further.
His body shook while cum began leaking out of his hole. First a dribble, then like a faucet. He looked up, panicked and made eye contact with Luke. His groans became gargled as cum spewed out from his nostrils. Luke’s seed in his belly, made hypervirile by the elixir, was multiplying rapidly and expanding the assassin’s body like a balloon.
His whole torso – belly, chest and hips – all merged into a giant ball that creeped over his shoulders and thighs. It inflated larger, swallowing up his limbs entirely. Then his body rumbled under the pressure, unable to expand any more, until he exploded, raining down cum all across the area.
Luke peeled himself up and leaned back on his hands, looking around in bewilderment.
“It’s raining cum. You’ve out-queered yourselves.”
As the rain cleared, a cummy rainbow formed and flowers grew where the seed landed all across the grass, tangling around Luke’s legs and covering his naked crotch, a single rose blossoming between his thighs, against his asshole.
“… Hilarious, guys,” he said through a reluctant smile.
CHAPTER 7
“Well. Nothing like a near-death experience to promote a good night’s sleep,” Luke joked sarcastically as he stretched and rose from his tent. “Shall we keep moving? Where next – a path around the cliff?”
Luke companion only grimaced before looking up the cliff face.
“Are you serious?” Luke pouted.
“I’m afraid so. See that flat edge there? We just have to climb far enough to reach that. From there it’s a half-mile or so of flat rock before the caves.”
Luke nodded, sighed and collected his things, strapping them around his chest. The two of them approached the wall of rock and started climbing. With little incident, they climbed up and onto the plateau where they could catch their breath. A sudden swoosh of air was puncuated by Luke’s companion yelping, “ouch!”
“What was that,” Luke asked.
“I’m not sure. Felt like a dart … Oh that’s exactly what it is, Sir. Right in my foot. A blow dart, to be exact.”
“What??” Luke crouched and looked around frantically for the source. He spotted some shrubbery and took off at a sprint, aiming to dive in for cover, hearing darts ricochet off the stone behind him as he ran.
When Luke peeked back out of the bushes he watched as his companion struggle to follow. He appeared slower with each step as his feet swelled in his shoes. They quickly outgrew the fabric, shredding it to shrapnel and continued expanding to outlandish proportions. He struggled and groaned, eventually unable to move the weight of his feet, which were rapidly growing as large as the rest of him. He fell back, immobilized as they each finished growing, reaching roughly the size of a sedan.
The man behind the blow darts grunted and jumped down from his perched position. He laughed at the man’s cartoonishly large feet and stared over at the bushes in which Luke was hiding. A sheepish grin spread across his face. Then he reached into a knapsack and pulled out the solution used to dip his blow darts. Luke tensed up as he prepared to run and avoid it’s toxins.
Unexpectedly, the man tipped the jar and drank its contents in one large gulp, sending shivers down Luke’s spine and a gasp past his lips as he wondered after the man’s intention.
It took no time for the solution to enact it’s effect. As fast as he grew taller, his body expanded with new bulk and muscle to match the increasing height. His feet grew enormous, eclipsing his most recent victim’s. He grew giant and profusely muscled … ten feet … twenty feet … thirty feet … nearly fifty feet his head rose into the air, his booming laughter shaking the ground.
A foot bigger than a bus crashed down in front of Luke’s hiding spot. The next foot rose above him, sending him scrambling to run for new cover. He spotted a cave in the distance and took off toward it. The earth shook beneath him in rhythm with the giant’s footsteps. Just as he neared the mouth of the cave, a wall of beefy flesh descended on top of him.
Squished next to a big toe the size of a boulder, Luke struggled to free himself as he felt the giant wiggle his toes toyingly. He flailed until he freed himself enough to grab onto some vining plants and pull himself completely free. He tumbled into the cave and out of harm’s way.
CHAPTER 8
At first the cave was dark, having run several hundred meters in to be certain he had escaped the giant. His poor companion; he hoped he had somehow managed to escape. He stepped cautiously now to avoid tripping along the unseen terrain. A small, purple light then shone in the distance, growing brighter as Luke approached it.
As he neared it’s source, he came upon what appeared to be a dead end, though he was distracted by the reflective nature of the wall. The purple light seemed to emenate from it. He walked right up to it and reached his hand out to feel it surface. His palm touched its reflection … but it felt warm and soft, like flesh.
He made to recoil but the reflection lunged forward to grab him by the wrist and pull him inside the wall. When he clammored to his feet, he was surrounded, at every angle, by his own image. They even seemed to move, like he was viewing them through a kaleidoscope. An aura that permeated the room made his head foggy and numb.
Luke stepped backward clumsily and bumped into one of the walls before hands grabbed around his waist and pulled him close. In front of him, Luke watched his reflection smile with an evil grin before stripping off his shorts. As the reflection moved, Luke felt his own shorts peel off his body like they were controlled by invisible hands, exposing his naked cock.
The hands behind him rubbed his chest and abdomen, down to his cock, one hand sliding up to grip his neck while the other wrapped around his cock to stroke it. More of the reflections turned toward him to watch and join the fun.
One stripped off the rest of his clothes, causing Luke’s to fling off as well. One reflection met another, shoved him down and mounted him to fuck his ass. Luke’s own ass dilated in response and he cried out with a mix of pain and pleasure as his hole was rammed and his prostate slammed against. He felt the wet, tight warmth sliding up and down his cock shaft as well. When he came the first time, the reflections all shouted and came with him.
Without a concept of time, hours could have passed, or days could have passed. Luke did not know and he did not care. He was trapped, mind numb in an endless orgy, where everyone involved … was him. Feeling every sensation experienced by each of these ‘mirrored men.’ He felt every orgasm and every hot seed received into his guts.
Luke may have stayed in there forever, if left without interruption, but there was a sudden rush of water flooding down the cave like a tidal wave. The wave washed into the cavern of mirrors, swooping up Luke, who thrashed in revolt, lusting to return to that blissful place. The force of the liquid smacked against the walls and reversed course, pulling Luke back down along the length of the cave like a river until he drained out, spinning and catching his bearings on the cold stone beneath the sunlight once more. Above him stood the giant, cock out and pointed at the cave, with a few last dribbles of piss leaking out – a big smile painted on his face.
CHAPTER 9
Without wasting time, the giant stepped forward to block the cave entrance before staring menacingly down at Luke. In his hand was a flailing man, Luke’s companion, who the giant lifted into the air and tossed back over his tongue. Two enormous feet wiggled frantically past the giant’s lips until, with a big gulp, he swallowed the man whole.
“Noooo!” Luke shouted angrily. “He ate -! … Wait. What the hell was his name?”
Before he could think longer, the giant was reaching down to grab him. He avoided the first swipe, but was quickly snatched up into the air. The giant teased Luke, licking up his body and dangling him in the air by his feet. He assumed he was about to be eaten, but the giant had another idea.
Lubricated with spit, Luke’s body was gripped and brought down to the giant’s crotch. He lifted his cock in his other hand and brought Luke’s head up to the piss slit. Luke’s yelps were muffled once his head passed the hole and was engulfed by the tip of the giant’s cock head.
The giant pushed him in further, causing his cock to bulge as it stretched around Luke’s body. Before long, he was pushing Luke’s dangling feet past the hole, swallowing him up completely into his dick.
Luke had little time to think of a plan. As he wiggled around in a panic, he heard the giant moan, deep and bellowing, sounding as though he enjoyed it. Luke tried climbing down further and pushing himself up and down, best he could. The giant began to tremble, groaning and grabbing hold of his cock shaft. Luke heard something like a babbling brook, sounding like it was starting to bubble over. Then some unseen pressure formed against his face. The giant howled as a jetstream of cum shot up his shaft, taking Luke with it, before spraying out into the air.
Luke landed on the giant’s belly and clung on. He started surveying the area to find an avenue for escape, but the giant was swaying unsteadily. A gust of wind passed by while the giant yawned, squatting down, back onto his ass. He stretched, smacked his lips a bit and lie down, falling asleep.
Dumbfounded, but grateful, Luke hopped down and scrambled to a safe distance.
“Well I’ll be damned,” he muttered, scratching his head. “A nap does always feel good after.”
Loud footsteps clomped against the stone, and turning, Luke watched as his companion waddled over toward him.
“How’d you escape!” Luke shouted. “Where did-?”
“Don’t ask.” The man responded flatly.
“Understood. Hey, your feet have shrunk back down. That stuff must have worn off.”
“Mostly, yeah. They’re still twice their usual size. Hopefully wears off completely soon. Good enough to walk, though, albeit clumsily.”
“Then we’re off, friend! We’ll need another way, though. That cave right there is AWESOME but it’s a dead end.”
“Ohhh … Yeah, no. We just needed to get to the caves. There’s a staircase right over there. That’ll take us over the mountain.”
Luke let out a heavy sigh that made his cheeks puff. “Okay, then.”
CHAPTER 10
The hike was long and the stairs were tiring, but they sloped at a gradual incline that meandered along the mountain. Gorgeous views of the surrounding land revealed the rolling hills with their flowery meadows, small lakes and rivers, the snowy caps of adjacent mountain tops. After traveling a ways, the pair made it around a corner and had a wide open view of the land beyond the mountain for the first time.
The land was covered in rock with lots of flowing water. In the distance, they could see only clouds that marked the borders of the sky and of the land. At the center of the rocky formations stood an impressive, phallic tower, amongst castle grounds with high walls. Luke made the wild assumption that this was their end goal to reach. Just a bit further and they could begin their descent to the valley floor, where just a few miles of rocky terrain stood between them and the castle.
As they reached a patch of grass on a strip of relatively flat land, Luke developed a cramp in his side, which he rubbed gingerly and cursed about beneath his breath. The cramping spread across his abdomen until he was forced to stop and bend forward to rest his hands on his knees while he grimaced and strained. He let out a long belch, which provided some relief, allowing him to stand again.
He followed back up in line with his companion, who nodded and turned to walk again. Before long, though, Luke was cramping again. This time, ten times harder. His belly clenched so hard that he shouted out in pain and doubled over, gripping his belly tightly in his fists.
His companion ran over, kneeled by him and placed a gentle hand on his back while asking what was wrong. Luke couldn’t answer but he could feel something – many things – moving around in his gut and it felt like they were quickly growing.
The little ripples of Luke’s abdomen puffed forward and then filled in. His belly stretched until it was taught as a drum. He screamed out, groaned and flailed about as his guts ballooned out in front of him. Stretch marks formed along his flanks, then beneath his underbelly and where his gut met his pecs. Even around his belly button started to stretch.
He collapsed over on his back, feeling an unbelievable urgency to bear down. Inside of his belly, each of the seeds he had felt in the mirrored cave was forming into a body. Luke’s asshole dilated wide and gushed clear fluids. His gut rumbled and vibrated while he strained and pushed.
The first of a head emerged. It was black and held no definite shape, and as it came out further, it appeared like a nearly tangible shadow. The creature’s arms past, then it’s hands gripped down on Luke’s hips to push the rest of itself out, emitting some ghoulish shreek at a high pitch.
When its feet were out, it appeared fully grown, the intricate details of it’s features lost to the shadows that swirled around it.
“What the fuck is that!?” Luke cried. “You mean there’s more of those things growing inside of me?! … Aghhh! Get them out! There must be dozens of them!”
One by one, a bit easier each time, the shadow men were birthed, joining their brothers in a circle around Luke and his travel buddy. When Luke was screaming and pushing out his last demon baby, it scattered off down the mountainside like a serpent through the air, it’s brothers quickly following.
Luke caught his breath and felt his belly. It was still loose from being stretched and his pecs had swollen into small tits, but he otherwise seemed okay. His guts were still cramping, but the pain was dull relative to what he just experienced. He nursed his stretched out hole as he gingerly stood.
“Well that fucking sucked,” he sneered.
“I don’t want to alarm you, Sir, but they headed straight for the castle.”
“… Maybe we should just live right here from now on.”
CHAPTER 11
The pair rested overnight while Luke laid back and accepted help from his companion. He massaged his gaping hole and belly with medicinal and soothing herbs. After a rest and a meal, Luke was ready to start down the mountainside.
“Ya know,” Luke started while looking up. “I really wouldn’t mind a water slide instead of taking all these stairs. Save us all some time and let us get on with it. Unless you all have something super neat planned for this segment too?”
After a pause, the mouth of a water slide formed a few feet to the right of Luke, which then materialized like a lit fuse down the mountain and near the castle grounds.
“Thanks, you’re a peach,” Luke responded, stepping over toward it. “C’mon, man. Let’s do this.”
Luke’s friend sat down first and Luke sat behind him, wrapping his legs around his waist and his arms around his chest. The two scooted forward and rode down the slide, water splashing while his companion held his thighs firmly and steered the two of them. They washed out onto the smooth, rocky surface, where the castle door was within a short walking distance.
When they approached the door, Luke scanned around for a handle. Or a key. Or even a keyhole. There was only a message etched into the rock.
‘Only one body may enter, but two men must pass through.’
“That sounds super gay, you guys!” Luke yelled out. “What’re we getting married or something?”
“No, Sir,” his companion responded, melancholy in his voice. “There’s a symbol on that stone you’re standing on. It’s an enchantment. One that allows the body to stretch as long, as wide or as open as it needs to.”
“What? What am I supposed to do with that? Do we squeeze through a hole somewhere?”
The man shook his head. “The emblem touched you. You’ve absorbed it. If we’re both to enter in one body, you’ll need to swallow me whole.”
Luke tapped his foot rapidly, arms crossed, and pursed his lips as he took in the new information. Then he sighed.
“If I still have stretch marks when I get outta here, I will have to kill you guys.”
Luke squared up to his buddy and they locked eyes, pausing for a moment before Luke stepped up close, their lips only inches apart. He placed his hand behind the other man’s head and pulled him in closer. Then he stretched open his jaw and wrapped his lips around the man’s head.
Forcing open his maw and dilating his throat, Luke pulled his whole head inside, then continued yanking on his body. Down to his shoulders. Around his arms and chest. Luke’s buddy was settling down in his belly now, beginning to fill out his gut once more. He lifted the rest of the man overhead and let his body slide down his throat. His abdomen, his hips, his legs and feet.
Letting out a tremendous belch, Luke fell back on his ass and rubbed his aching belly. It protruded out in front of him with contours of his friend inside. The stone wall remained unchanged before him.
“C’mon, open up!” He stared a while, waiting and beginning to sweat. Dreading that they had not solved the clue correctly. Then it dawned on him. He would have to pass through the stone.
But how could he stand? He managed to tip himself on his side and roll to the wall, where he passed through into a new chamber and lay splayed out on his back beneath a belly bigger than the rest of his body. His guts rumbled and shook, slowly deflating. But just as quickly, he was fattening up all across his body. Arms and legs, chest and ass, face and neck, hands and feet. His belly shrunk to the size of an beach ball, now full of fat. When he struggled to his feet, he was now nearly 300lbs. He walked clumsily but began his venture forward into the castle.
CHAPTER 12
There was only one way to venture after passing over a small trek of wet stone – up. A spiraling staircase, winding up the tower over eighty feet into the air. “I’ll lose the weight just getting to the top,” Luke thought. When he finally reached a door at the top, his heart leapt. He panted heavily, sweating and leaning forward against the door until he caught his breath. Then he opened the door and walked through.
On the other side of the door, was a wide and circular arena, seemingly too large for the tight, cylindrical tower he just climbed. A man in wizard’s robes stood across from him, hands pressed against the top of a staff that he was leaning on.
“You’ve done well to journey this far,” the old man croaked. “But you’ll venture no further.”
“Do I get to be done after this?” Luke replied.
The man nodded his head solemnly. Then he lifted his staff and slammed it down on its point to the stone, sending a wave of energy out in a circle away from him. Suddenly, Luke could see his shadow cast in front of him, looking back curiously for the source of light.
He looked back and there were two shadows. Two became four. Splicing quickly, he became surrounded by dozens of his own shadow. Then one shadow rose from the ground and faced him.
The shadow men he had birthed. It lunged forward, twirling around him and ripping him down to the ground. Flipped over on his stomach and pinned, Luke felt as a warm rod opened his sphincter and filled his hole. He grunted and groaned while the shadow man fucked him mercilessly, crying out its awful shriek just before a hot flood of seed pumped into Luke’s belly. The shadow then disappeared into nothing.
Another shadow rose and lunged upon Luke as he clumsily attempted to stand, knocking him back down and exposing his ass for another pounding. A third shadow rose and clouded the air around his face, another cock suddenly forcing past his lips and jamming down his throat. They fucked him from both ends until they lost their loads and dissolved into the air.
One after another, two or three at a time, the shadow men gangbanged Luke, again and again. Flipping him over on his back and hiking his fat thighs up. Lifting his enormous, bouncing body into the air like a paper weight and fucking standing as his thick legs flapped uselessly. Letting him drop and swarming him, cramming both holes with multiple cocks and flooding his guts with loads.
Finally, the last shadow turned into nothing in the light and the wizard slowly stepped forward, his staff clicking on the stone. Luke lifted his head weakly, groaning and feeling so stuffed, so heavy.
“Now comes the fun,” the man chuckled. “That stone that allowed you to swallow your friend whole – it’s made you so stretchy. Do you feel all of the cum inside you, starving for expansion? With my next little trick, every ounce of that cum inside of you while multiply into a gallon.”
The wizard smacked his staff down again as Luke groaned and flailed uselessly.
CHAPTER 13
At first, Luke felt as though his entire body was vibrating. His guts rumbled and churned, jostling him about. A pressure quickly built inside his belly and began expanding him. It crescendoed, swelling him nearly twice his size, all in his belly, which grew large and round enough to cover his upper thighs, his chest and shoulders and the bottom of his chin. But then the rumbling stopped and Luke still remained, albeit groaning loudly and entirely immobile.
“Fuck … god damn, I’m big. Can – can I go home now?”
“Almost,” the wizard cooed.
This time he whistled and a cage opened at the edge of the arena, which Luke could only hear as his vision was almost entirely blocked by now.
“Meet our precious beast – the slime monster. All 1000lbs of him. Come on, darling. Your temporary home lies waiting for you … flood him.”
A sticky, sloshing noise amongst a loud rumbling in the stone signaled the beast’s approach. Luke felt it’s warm presence as it neared and then experienced it’s slimy texture as it glooped onto his belly. A portion of it found his hole and began climbing inside, stretching him wide open and rapidly filling him.
He expanded, faster even than before, belly ballooning until his entire torso was one round ball. It swallowed up his arms and legs until his hands and feet could only be seen as four dents in the giant ball. It intruded on his face and began to smother him as he wiggled and groaned.
Halfway in, the slime showed no signs of stopping and the wizard only howled with laughter. The slime entered faster and Luke’s belly swelled bigger, completely burying his head and nearly doubling in size again before he could stretch no further. The sound of the pressure building radiated through the arena and shook the stone as the slime continued pumping inside. Then his body shook violently … and Luke exploded.
…
When Luke opened his eyes, he was flat on his back, arms and legs splayed and sweating profusely, even panting a bit. The heads of his brother and his friends all craned over him from above, laughing and teasing him. As his eyes adjusted to the light and he pulled himself out of a daze, the ringing in his ears dying down, he saw them pointing. He looked down and he was completely naked still. He was also rock hard, throbbing even, a fresh rope of cum oozing from the cock and dribbling down the shaft, while a flood of ropes had apparently already sprayed across his chest, face and belly. Luke scrambled to his knees and looked for something to cover himself with, spotting a blanket which he used to wipe off the cum and then wrapped around his waist.
“How was it bro?”
“Clearly he loved it.”
“I’ve never seen someone cum so much hahah.”
“Don’t be surprised if this guy weighs fifty pounds heavier in a month. I think we’ve got him addicted to growing now.”
Luke scowled and cursed them out, trying to collect his thoughts and clear his head, remembering his adventure and feeling relief that the ending was only part of the game.
“Oh shit … My Companion,” Luke muttered with sudden realization. “… He’s really gone then …”
“Are – … are you crying, Bro?”
“……….. Shut up, nerd.”
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