A growing agent

by Alex T

Hi everyone! I'm new here and I wanted to create my first story with my favorite character. He's such a hot guy! XD

China, 2012.

Government agent Leon S. Kennedy, now a veteran of the fight against bioterrorism, was on the trail of National Security Advisor Simmons, who planned to release a missile containing the V-Virus into a city in China.

Reaching the Tower hangar where Simmons was hiding, Leon stealthily sneaks into Neo-Umbrella’s laboratories to track down the V-Virus tank before it is released across the city, infecting hundreds and hundreds of people.

After passing dark corridors and rooms full of gears and strange objects, Leon reached the heart of the laboratory where the enormous virus reservoir was kept, its faint blue light shining in the dimly lit room.

Now he had to be careful, the fate of an entire city was in his hands. Leon found the pipe feeding the tank, and drew his knife to cut it. But as he did so, a bit of the slimy liquid splashed onto his chest, making him recoil with a grimace.

The liquid was warm against his body, and Leon could feel his skin absorbing it. Worry and dread began to take over as he realized the stupid mistake he had just made, and he cursed under his breath for being so reckless.

He tried to reach for his pocket to get his palmares and contact his assistant Hunnigan, when a sharp pain in his stomach made him fall to his knees.

“Shit...” He hissed, clutching his stomach with a moan. He didn’t notice it at first, but something was starting to happen to him, something that he himself had been tasked with stopping.

“What the hell...?” He grunted, trying to stand up, but fell again when he felt a strong pressure occur in his stomach.

He didn’t know exactly how to describe the sensation he was experiencing, but one thing was certain: he was feeling incredibly aroused, and horny.

“Shit, the symptoms...” Leon breathed, helpless to stop what was about to happen. He tried one last time to contact Hunnigan, but a sudden tingling pervaded his body, preventing him from resisting the sensation of pleasure that was growing inside him.

He was too lost in the pleasure that he wasn’t noticing that his cock was growing, stretching above him like a tower of pulsing flesh. His balls also enlarged, each of them reaching the size of basketballs.

It was when he had to use both hands to wrap his fingers around his length that Leon realized what was happening: his cock was huge, its shadow looming over Leon who was practically salivating.

“No way it’s fitting back in my pants.” He grinned, patting his throbbing cockhead. His cock was so huge that Leon could easily suck himself, the tip touching his nose.

He leaned closer to his urethra and started sucking and licking it. His tip was too big for him to take into his mouth.

His balls contracted and grew even more, aching for release. Leon could feel the gallons of cum sloshing inside his grown sack, and started licking faster.

The veins on his gigantic cock throbbed almost painfully, and Leon was on the verge of losing control.

With a loud, desperate roar, Leon threw his head back and finally came all over himself, his cum hot and sticky on his aching body. It was like seeing a geyser erupt, Leon was ecstatic to see how much he had managed to cum.

“Holy shit, that was a lot.” Leon chuckled breathlessly, then took a generous amount of cum from his belly and brought it to his mouth. The taste was incredibly good, and Leon wanted more. His appetite was starting to increase with every sip of his own juice.

Leon was too focused on continuing to feed that he didn’t notice that he was starting to grow. Not just his cock, but the rest of his body too. His clothes began to tighten around him, the buttons on his shirt giving in to the pressure and popping one after the other, revealing his toned torso and the light treasure trail running across his belly button.

Leon was still blissfully slurping his own cum, oblivious to what was happening to him. The sleeves of his shirt ripped, and his biceps bulged out forcefully. His large shoulders and back teared through the remains of his shirt, causing it to fall to the ground now in tatters.

His ass swelled into a perfect bubble butt, busting his jeans at the seams. His thighs and ankles were stretching along the floor, and his feet exploded out of his boots and pressed against the opposite wall.

Leon snickerd, enjoying his predicament a little too much. He had completely forgotten the reason for his mission, all he cared about now was continuing to grow. His mouth was now big enough to take his tip entirely, and he gagged while bobbing his head, eager to have more cum.

His jeans ripped completely, leaving him naked and still growing.

His head and shoulders reached the ceiling and began to press against it, causing the metal beams supporting it to creak and groan.

The same thing for his legs, each of them was forcefully pressing against the surrounding walls creating cracks. Leon was so large for the room that he was forced to crouch, but even then every single part of his body pressed against the metal surfaces of the laboratory.

He was like a giant trapped in a doll’s house, but he didn’t care. His body surged with even more rounds of growth spurts, each of them causing the lab to tremble and bend with Leon’s expanding form.

“Fuck! I need to get... OUT!”

Debris and rubble fell everywhere as Leon’s gigantic body burst through the ceiling of the lab, accompanied by a deafening sound. His limbs shattered the narrow walls, razing the structure completely to the ground.

But it didn’t end there: Leon continued to grow, each growth spurt sending a unique sensation of pleasure that he had never felt in his life.

Soon he was towering over the skyline of the city, even the tallest buildings were barely reaching his colossal chest.

His growth came to a stop when he reached approximately 1500 feet, he was now truly colossal. Leon looked down at himself, amazed by the sight beneath him. Everything seemed miniature compared to him, his throbbing cock dwarfed even the largest house.

He was about to step onto a group of trucks when a loudspeaker calling his name made him turn around in annoyance. It was a BSAA helicopter, as small to him as an insignificant fly. He narrowed his eyes and spotted Chris Redfield inside of it.

“Well well, look who we have here.” Leon chuckled, licking his lips mischievously.

He could do anything at that size, and his mind started racing with rather... Certain ideas.

Leon’s titanic figure loomed over the insignificant helicopter, which compared to him looked like a measly fly fluttering near the enormous valleys of muscle and veins that had become his pecs.

The giant agent couldn’t help but feel a sudden rush of excitement that made his skyscraper sized dick tremble, rising up and standing in all its monstrously virility. The head was a deep purple and wet with pre-cum, each enormous drop falling to the ground beneath him making a loud ‘splash’.

“Looking damn tiny, eh Redfield?” Leon taunted with a sneer, raising his massive arms to flex his biceps, each one bigger than his head and as round as a giant watermelon. Veins popping and throbbing with each flex.

“Leon,” Chris began speaking through the helicopter’s speakers, gathering some courage. “What the fuck happened to you? How did you get so... Huge?”

Leon laughed, the sound so deep and powerful it shook the skyscrapers below him. “Eh, what can I say? I got one hell of a size boost. What d’ya think?” Leon did some exaggerated bodybuilder poses, grunting and making his muscles bulge even bigger and pumpier. Chris could swear that Leon’s chest was growing hair and his stubble was thickening into a full beard.

Chris swallowed, unable to tear his gaze from the enormous giant that had been his colleague until a few hours ago. “Leon...” Chris continued, trying to maintain an authoritative tone. “It must be that damn virus. We should find a cure and...”

“Cure?” Leon interrupted Chris, with another roar of laughter. He slapped his enormous, muscular thigh, making the tight skin ripple on impact. “You gotta be kidding me, man. This is damn awesome! Why would I ever want to go back to normal size?”

Leon was completely blinded by the power and arousal his new giant size was giving him. He cared nothing more than flexing his muscles and touching his cock. The liquid had not only drastically altered his size, but also his demeanor. Leon was much more arrogant, dominant... Horny.

Chris facepalmed. He knew that the giant blonde would never listen to him, and that reasoning with him would be impossible. But he still had to keep trying to talk to him.

“Leon, listen,” Chris spoke again. “We can’t keep you like this. You could cause serious damage or...”

“Oh, fuck off Redfield! You’re too small and insignificant to be giving me orders!” Leon’s voice boomed in Chris’s ears, and before he could do anything his eyes widened in horror as a giant hand came crashing down on the helicopter, sending it out of control and setting off the engine alarm. Leon had just swatted the helicopter away like it was a bug, and with a nonchalant shrug of his broad shoulders he turned and rubbed his enormous hands together, smirking at the city below him. Everything was so tiny and weak... It was as if everything had been built in miniature. But Leon was the giant one here.

“Time to have some fun...” Leon muttered, licking his lips, and with slow, heavy steps he began to walk between the buildings, each stomp of his feet causing the earth to shake and leaving a trail of giant footprints behind him.

Meanwhile, Chris managed to regain control of the helicopter and land it on a pile of destroyed houses, but the blow from Leon’s hand damaged the propellers, leaving it useless. He could see Leon’s enormous form in the distance, continuing his rampage through the city and trampling everything under his enormous feet.

Chris picked up his radio, contacting the BSAA for backup. “Alpha here. We have a new V-Virus infected. It’s gigantic and unstable, urgently requesting backup.” Chris hung up and sighed, wiping the sweat and dirt from his forehead. He couldn’t believe that of all the people he could be dealing with, it had to be Leon. But he had to put aside the attraction he had for him and stop him before it was too late.

Leon, meanwhile, was having the time of his life. He stomped, crushed, devoured. He felt like a god, like the most gigantic being that had ever existed on earth. And technically... He was indeed.

But a constant need did not let him enjoy his destruction in peace. His cock, bigger than ever, continued to throb and leak pre-cum nonstop, like a fire hydrant out of control. He groaned, reaching for the massive tip and massaging it with his thumb and forefinger to relieve it a bit. But it only made the sensation worse. He could not hold back any longer, he had to fuck something, anything. And he had to do it now, his dick was aching with the need to unload its colossal load. Leon was already excited just thinking about how much cum he could produce at this size.

“I need to fuck something... Now.” The massive giant growled, wrapping both hands around his shaft and starting to stroke it. His fingers didn’t even meet with how thick and fat his monster cock was.

Leon leaned back on a building, which creaked under the titanic weight of his back. He stretched his legs along the streets below, each of his feet colliding with poor civilians trying to escape the colossus.

“Hmm...” Leon moaned, loving the feeling of having tiny people pressed against his feet. “You runts better worship my feet before I crush you and end your miserable lives.”

The civilians, disgusted and scared but having no other choice, began climbing up Leon’s feet as if they were living sculptures. Some began licking and kissing his toes, others rubbing and massaging his soles.

Leon was loving the sensations the little people were giving him, and he bit his lower lip to keep himself from letting out a loud, shameless moan. He paused to masturbate for a moment to admire the spectacle beneath him, seeing dozens and dozens of little people worshiping his feet and licking the dirt beneath his nails. “This is fucking incredible... I’m the fucking king of the world.” Leon said in a breathless voice, continuing to look down with a devilish smile at the little black dots roaming all over his feet.

Leon’s balls were churning with seed, and the giant man knew he was going to come any moment. But he needed more friction.

“Hold on...” Leon chuckled, a depraved smile on his face. He reached for a cylindrical building and lifted it off the ground with no effort at all. Then, he positioned it in front of his massive cockhead and tested its resistance, nodding to himself. “All right... This might work.”

Slowly, Leon began to slide the building down his massive cock, buring the shaft inside. He was using the flimsy structure like a damn fleshlight.

“Oh... Fuck yes...” Leon howled in pleasure, slowly pumping his dick up and down, feeling the tightness of the walls and the coldness of the glass rubbing up and down his erection.

The rubbing began to increase in speed as Leon got closer and closer to his climax, the tiny people looking up at him with both horror and awe on their expressions.

“That’s it... Yeah... Just a little more...” Leon’s breathing was becoming more agitated, his giant pecs rising and falling with every deep breath his lungs allowed.

Finally, the inevitable happened. Leon threw his head back, roaring in pleasure and making the very ground beneath him shake as his cock exploded in a shower of cum that hit everything around him, covering the streets and skyscrapers in a white, hot, viscous liquid.

“Fuuuck!” Leon moaned loudly, continuing to shoot out huge spurts of cum over and over again, as if his balls kept filling up and then emptying again.

The building wrapped around his cock collapsed with the impact, and Leon lay on the ground, panting and continuing to spray ropes of cum everywhere. The view was truly something else. His dick stood between the skyscrapers, his head pumped to the max, squirting cum like a watering can made of pulsating flesh and veins.

But then, suddenly, something happened. As Leon finally stopped cumming, that familiar warm tingle returned to pervade his body.

“What the fuck... Ohhh!” Leon let out a surprised groan as his titanic body began to grow again and swell even bigger, his muscles reaching such disproportionate and grotesque dimensions that Leon’s head was starting to disappear between his growing deltoids.

His muscles throbbed, expanded, swelled. His arms were thicker than two skyscrapers put together, his pecs so swollen and broad they looked like two great mountains. His height skyrocketed, surpassing 2500 feet in a matter of minutes. Leon’s growing body was expanding across the city, demolishing and leveling everything in its path.

Leon’s body surged with uncontrollable growth spurts, and the giant could do nothing but continue to lie there and enjoy the sensation of the city being destroyed beneath him.

Meanwhile, Chris was examining a huge, white, sticky puddle that had landed a few feet away from his team’s position. Carefully, he reached out a finger into the substance and scooped up a small amount, bringing it to his mouth. He tentatively licked his finger, arching an eyebrow at the taste. It was salty, but at the same time had a sweet aftertaste.

Chris grunted, feeling suddenly warmer and sweatier. He put a hand to his forehead, and the sleeve of his uniform tore under his armpit. With a gasp, Chris’s biceps swelled up, and the rest of his body followed suit.

“Oh no, Leon’s cum...” Chris muttered, but it was too late. He had forgotten that V-Virus infected people were contagious through semen, and Chris had just ingested a generous amount of it. “Argh! Shit!”

The captain could do nothing but grow bigger and bigger from now on, under the astonished gaze of his soldiers...

“Get away from him!” “He’s infected!” “We need to quarantine him before he gets too big!”

The voices of his men were like distant echoes to Chris, who at that moment felt only the heartbeat of his heart resonating in his ears and an intense tingling sensation pervading him from head to toe.

Chris grunted, looking down at his hands. He clenched his fists, and his tactical gloves tore at the knuckles, then his fingers.

“Fuck... No... I gotta... Stop this.” Chris muttered wearily, trying to fight and resist the virus’s transformation. But it was too late, the power and hormones were coursing through his veins, pumping his body with growth.

“Fuck... My muscles...” Chris cursed loudly as his growth began to take hold. His biceps, already noticeably large and well-trained, swelled even bigger, the veins so taut that they showed through the fabric of his sleeves. He could do nothing but watch as the two massive globes that were now his biceps exploded out of the confines of his tight sleeves. They were literally throbbing with power and size, and as much as Chris was trying to fight it, he was inevitably giving in to the pleasurable sensations that his growth was bringing him.

Now sleeveless, with biceps bigger than his head, Chris panted heavily as his muscular chest pushed forward, threatening to tear the tactical vest that was clinging to Chris’s expanding form. He could feel his back widening, his ass swelling, his cock growing and pushing almost painfully against the zipper of his trousers. It was all becoming so overwhelming.

“Goddammit... Fuck!” Chris roared as his tactical vest started to snap, his pecs tearing through his shirt and now jutting out with a hypnotic bounce. They were covered in a thick layer of dark hair, glistening with sweat.

Every string of his vest tore and ripped as his hips widened and his ass expanded, until the last thin thread of fabric still holding it together gave way, falling off Chris’s expanding body.

Chris’s abs had become softer, with a bit of pudge now giving it the appearance of a little dad bod, but the rest of his body was the envy of even the most professional bodybuilders.

Chris tentatively reached for his small belly, feeling the softness under his meaty hands and patting it wearily. But he was interrupted when a second intense growth spurt made him grow even more. The bulge in Chris’s trousers was swelling obscenely, the zipper ripping in two allowing the plump tip to pop out, spurting pre-cum. Chris’s thighs and ankles exploded in size, tearing the tough fabric as if it were thin paper. Chris’s feet tore out of his boots, his toes wiggling for more room.

Only Chris’s underwear was holding up, but it was a matter of seconds before they too were torn. They now looked more like a very tight, sweat-soaked thong, digging in between Chris’s massive, hairy cheeks, which swelled until they were as big as beach balls.

“Hnnng...! Fuck!” With a ‘rip’, Chris was now completely naked, nothing to cover his monstrous cock that soared into the air, spurting a thick rope of pre-cum. It lengthened, thickened, until it reached Chris’s mouth, and then even higher. His balls were so huge and heavy, dangling between his legs that Chris had to hold them to keep his balance.

“This can’t be happening. I... Gotta do something...!” Chris’s last resistance disappeared as his mind was taken over by the growth, his thoughts now replaced with the desire to grow bigger, to dominate, to feel pleasure. He had completely forgotten about his soldiers, who had taken cover to avoid being infected by their captain’s seed, and he took a few steps, testing his new size.

“Fuck, I have a feeling this isn’t over yet.” Chris groaned, and it wasn’t over yet indeed. Chris felt his bones and limbs stretching, contracting, as if they were trying to lengthen. And then, Chris’s height began to increase dramatically.

“Ohhh, fuck yeah! Can’t have all this muscle without the height to match it!” Chris exclaimed ecstatically, moaning loudly as his hyper-muscled body continued to rise higher and higher. 10 feet, 20 feet, 30 feet... And so on. Chris didn’t know how much taller he would become, but one thing was certain:

As soon as he was giant enough, he would go looking for Leon.

Meanwhile, a hulking figure loomed over the destroyed city. Leon, now over 3000 feet tall, was resting against a pile of rubble, stroking his dick lazily. He added more tiny ones to worship his feet, which rather than be crushed kissed and licked the dirt and sweat that dripped from the enormous soles.

“Yeah, that’s right. Keep licking, runts.” Leon ordered, his voice deep and commanding. “You better know your place, or I’ll crush you.”

But then, his cock hardened, demanding to be milked again. Leon rolled his eyes, but deep down he wanted to cum again too.

Leaning against the nearest wall, he sat down, with a loud thud due to his size. The tinies still on his giant feet. Then, his hand wandered around his length once again, but this time just teasing the tip with his fingers. He whimpered at the sudden sensation of the giant, sensitive, thick head being touched, almost overwhelmed by the sudden bursts of pleasure that went through his giant, muscular body. “Holy fuck... This is gonna be even better than the first time. I’m so fucking sensitive down here.”

Leon’s eyes fluttered shut for a moment as he felt his colossal length throb in his hand, and he gasped. His gigantic fingers slowly pumped up and down, spreading the beads of pre-cum that were already leaking out from his giant tip. The thought of having this much power now, in this huge body, made him shiver in excitement. He opened his eyes again, looking at the town from his giant perspective. “God... So much power. And I can still grow even bigger.”

He looked down at his giant, thick rod, and an evil, yet fun idea formed in his mind. He removed his touch from it, just to see how long it took for it to go down, but to his surprise, it stayed as rock-hard as ever. He laughed to himself, realizing that the chemical liquid had made his endurance incredible too. “Jesus, I’m never going limp again.”

He looked around the town at his feet, and his eyes widened as they landed on a certain building off in the distance. It was a towering, high-rise office building. He felt a rush of excitement at the thought of just what could be inside that building.

“Oh, the fun I’ll have in there...” With that, he stood back up, and started to approach the building, his colossal footsteps causing the ground to shake beneath him. “I’ll fuck a building again, hell yeah. And you runts will enjoy round two. And maybe even round three.” He threatened, looking down at the tiny ones trapped between his toes.

As he reached the building, it looked like a mere toy in his giant, huge hands. He gripped the side of the building, the metal and glass groaning under the pressure of his colossal fingers, but holding nonetheless. He started to slowly tilt it, until the building was completely parallel with the ground, standing on its edge, and he could see inside the windows from his perspective. “Hmm... This is gonna be so easy.”

He was careful not to drop the building as he aligned his colossal mushroom head with the entrance to the building. He groaned, feeling the sensitive skin of his tip touching the cold glass. It felt even better than the first time. He pushed forward, and to his surprise, the glass of the building cracked and allowed the tip in, and then all of it, up to the entire first floor. He gasped at the incredible feeling of the tight, cool glass sliding around his shaft. “Fuck, who would have ever thought that it would be even better than before...”

His eyes rolled back as he felt the cool, smooth glass surrounding his entire length, and he let out a low moan, the sound echoing through the entire building. He felt the power he had now, having the entire building at his mercy. He slowly started to slide himself in and out, gripping the sides of the building with his meaty palms. The glass groaned and creaked with each movement, and he could hear the faint sound of people screaming and running away from the now living building.

He could feel himself getting even closer now, the heat pooling in his monstrous, muscled stomach. His pace was relentless, and with one final, powerful thud, he slammed himself all the way into the building and came. The glass of the entrance cracked and shattered under the impact, and the people inside howled in terror. Waterfalls of cum were leaking out of the large hole that Leon’s big cock had left.

“Oh god...!” He groaned, his voice still booming across the city. “That’s it..!”

Once he finished cumming, Leon slowly pulled himself out of the building, watching as it wobbled and shook, still standing on its edge. The entrance was in complete disarray, glass shards scattered around and a loud cracking sound could be heard from the building’s supporting structure, and it collapsed right after.

“Damn, that felt good, but it’s getting boring now. If only I had an ass big enough for me to fuck...” Leon huffed, feeling another round of growth spurts coming.

Now even more colossal, Leon took a deep breath, the air feeling more fresh and crisp in his huge lungs. As he exhaled, he could feel the force of his breath blowing away the debris and rubble around him. He flexed his colossal muscles, noticing how even the slightest movement caused his body to ripple with immense power and bulk.

“I’m like a walking tank now...” He thought to himself, a smirk slowly forming on his face.

Leon decided to test out his new strength, and with a powerful punch, he slammed his fist down onto a nearby wall, completely destroying it. The impact caused a shockwave that shattered windows of buildings nearby, and the ground beneath him cracked under the force.

“Holy hell..,” he said with a hint of surprise and amusement. “I might as well be a one-man army now.”

With a new sense of confidence and power, Leon took a few more steps, his colossal frame leaving behind large footprints on the ground. The tinies on his feet clinging desperately on his sweaty toes. He couldn’t help but feel invincible, and the thought of facing any challenges in the future became a lot less intimidating.

“Nobody is gonna be able to mess with me now,” He said to himself, a smug grin spreading across his face. “I’m a goddamn growing giant.”

With each step, Leon felt the ground shake beneath his colossal feet. The buildings, the trees, everything looked so small compared to his new towering height. It was a strange but oddly fascinating feeling, and he couldn’t help but marvel at the way he could now dominate his surroundings.

“This is insane...” He muttered to himself, his voice booming across the area. “I feel like Godzilla or something...”

As he continued walking, the people he encountered on the street reacted in various ways. Some screamed in terror and ran for cover, while others just stood there in shock, mouths agape, completely frozen in disbelief. Leon couldn’t blame them, the sight of a suddenly gigantic man could be quite overwhelming.

“Guess they weren’t expecting this on their daily commute...” He thought to himself, chuckling at the chaotic scene he was causing. “I mean, a giant fucking their buildings like damn sex toys is crazy.”

Despite the shocked reactions, there was something inside Leon that enjoyed the attention, the way he commanded everyone’s gaze. He was used to being a skilled agent and a badass, but this new size gave him a new sense of power and dominance. He felt like an unstoppable force of nature.

“I could get used to this..,” he said aloud, a hint of cockiness in his voice, as he continued strolling through the streets.

The more Leon explored, the more he started to accept his new giant form. His muscles felt strong and invincible, his senses were heightened, and his movements were smooth and powerful. It was like he had become the ultimate version of himself, taking everything he knew about being an agent and elevating it to a whole new level.

“This is definitely an upgrade.” He thought to himself, flexing his colossal biceps and feeling a wave of satisfaction wash over him. “I’m like a walking weapon now.”

However, amidst all the excitement, Leon also felt a tinge of concern. His mind briefly wondered if there was a way to reverse this change, but the thought of going back to his old, smaller self felt almost repulsive now. He had grown accustomed to his new size and strength, and the idea of giving it up seemed unacceptable.

“Damn, I hope there’s no way to reverse this...” He muttered, his voice booming through the area. “I kinda like being a giant badass.”

As he continued walking, Leon couldn’t help but notice how even the most mundane things looked different from his new perspective. The buildings, the cars, even the people on the streets all looked like tiny model toys compared to his massive form. He felt like a king looking down on his subjects.

“It’s like everyone and everything is in miniature mode from where I am,” He chuckled, amused by the sight. “I feel like I could crush anything without even trying now.”

As he strolled through the streets, an idea suddenly crossed his mind.

“I wonder if I could pick up a car....” He thought to himself. His curiosity and newfound strength were driving him to test his limits.

With a subtle smirk, he approached the nearest car, his colossal hand wrapping around it with easy effort, he lifted the vehicle off the ground.

“Damn, this is light as a feather. I’m not surprised after what I did to the buildings.” He mused.

With a slight heave, he tossed the car effortlessly in the distance, watching it fly before landing with a distant crash.

A low chuckle escaped his lips.

“This is fun...” He thought.

His attention turned to another car close by.

This time, he lifted it above his head, admiring its weightlessness in his colossal hands.

Suddenly, he felt a sense of mischievousness.

“Let’s see how far I can throw this one...,” he said with a smirk.

And with a powerful flick of his wrist, he launched the car into the air, sending it soaring through the sky before it crashed into the distance with a loud impact.

Leon couldn’t help but chuckle at the display of his new strength.

“Now that’s satisfying.” He remarked. “No one’s gonna mess with me now, not with this power.”

He chuckled again, enjoying the sheer thrill of it.

Not far from him, another giant stood between the skyscrapers. Chris was huge, but not as big as Leon. He moved around the city with heavy stomps, not caring what he was crushing.

“I’m fucking huge...” Chris commented, admiring his enormous biceps and the way they bulged with each flex. Then, he heard a powerful male groan coming from above him. He looked up, and finally found what he was looking for: Leon had his eyes half closed, blissfully rubbing tinies up and down his colossal pecs, a damaged building wrapped around his cockhead.

Chris felt his erection harden, and with a determined step he approached the bigger giant. “Hey there, big boy!”

Leon opened his eyes, tossing away the tiny people on his pecs, and smirked hungrily when he saw a gigantic Chris approaching him. Their size difference wasn’t that different, Chris reached Leon’s shoulders. A couple more growth spurts and he would be the same height. “Well, look who decided to join the giant club!” Leon laughed, holding out an arm to invite Chris to come closer.

“Yeah, well, your cum did this to me, dumbass.” Chris chuckled, walking closer to Leon and placing his hands on his abs.

Leon whimpered softly at Chris’s touch, and his hands instinctively went to the other giant’s ass. “Uh, what? My cum?”

Chris nodded. “Yeah, idiot. The V-Virus is spread through sperm. But hey, I’m not complaining about the results.”

Leon nodded and smirked, his expression smug. “Well then... Since you like your new size, how about we have some fun? I missed having a giant buddy for my stuff.”

Chris raised an eyebrow at Leon’s suggestive tone, his mouth already salivating. “You read my mind, buddy.”

Leon grinned, starting to stroke his giant dick to harden it again. Then, he turned to Chris with his face slightly flushed. “Ready?”

THUD. THUD. THUD.

The city shook with each deafening thump that buckled the foundations of the ground itself.

Chris was on all fours, his massive elbows resting on a destroyed building and his legs spread, each gigantic limb stretching for miles across the desolation of ruined skyscrapers.

Leon was on top of him, his forehead drenched in sweat, as he stormed Chris’s ass, slamming his cock in and out of the gaping, hairy hole with such superhuman strength that the wet sounds of flesh hitting each other could be heard from miles away.

Chris moaned and wiggled under Leon, squeezing his ass to add more friction. Leon groaned in absolute pleasure, loving the warm, wet sensation that enveloped his cock as he kept thrusting into the other giant’s ass. His hands reached for each meaty globe, slapping them and squeezing them even tighter, causing both Leon and Chris to moan in unison.

“Fuck... You’re so tight.” Leon commented, leaning closer to Chris and keeping his cock well inserted into his cavity, not stopping for a moment to fuck him.

“I’m not tight, you’re just too big...” Chris replied, looking over his shoulder to give Leon a sly wink. The other giant grunted, slapping Chris’ ass again. The sound echoed in the air.

“Oh yeah? Too big for ya? I thought you were tough, Redfield. Can’t take all this dick?” Leon teased, going to slide in even deeper only to provoke yet another reaction from Chris, who whined and grunted, clenching his hands into fists and grinding his ass against Leon’s crotch.

“Goddammit, stop that.” Leon growled, digging his nails into the plump skin of Chris’s ass.

“What? Can’t take some friction?” Chris teased back, wiggling his ass a little just to make Leon’s cock twitch and spray pre-cum into it.

Leon let out a deep huff and smirked, increasing the speed of his thrusting even more. “Shut up, you muscle-bound freak.”

“Look who’s talking.” Chris rolled his eyes playfully, enjoying Leon’s length invading his insides and hitting his prostate like an unstoppable jackhammer.

They continued for a while longer, until Leon pulled out, a thick rope of pre-cum connecting the head of his cock to Chris’s stretched hole.

“Aww, why did you pull it out?” Chris pouted, using his hands to spread his ass cheeks wider and keep his hairy hole on display for Leon.

Leon rubbed his chin, a mischievous smirk on his gigantic face, while his other hand went to Chris’s ass to finger it with his index and middle fingers. Chris gasped, his hole instinctively tightening around the other man’s two fingers.

“I was thinking about how to make things more interesting.” Leon said suddenly, continuing to slide his fingers in and out at a slow pace.

“Oh yeah?” Chris’s voice had become slightly more shaky. “And what did you think?”

Leon chuckled, more to himself than to Chris, and pulled his fingers out of the hole, now moving towards his feet where a few of the tiny civilians had survived all the chaos. He picked one at random, who looked like a good-looking man, and placed him in the palm of his hand, looking down at him with a glimmer of total depravity in his big blue eyes. “Well, little one, consider yourself lucky. You’ve just been chosen for the ride of your life.”

Chris looked at Leon in confusion, but as soon as he saw him let go of the tiny on his dickhead he couldn’t help but let out a deep, incredulous laugh. “Leon, you can’t be serious...”

Leon looked back at Chris, a challenging look on his face.

“Oh yeah, I am.” Leon said in a menacing tone, approaching Chris again. His monster dick bobbed up and down with each step, and the tiny guy perched near his urethra was holding on to the leaking slit for dear life.

Chris’s eyes widened in amazement but also arousal, and complied anyway.

This time, they were going to do it cowboy style. Leon lay down on the ground, clasping his hands behind his head, and spread his legs a little to give Chris room. The tiny guy was screaming and begging for mercy, but Leon was so gigantic compared to him that he didn’t even hear him. His cock was standing proudly, throbbing in all his monstrous glory, eagerly waiting to enter Chris’ ass again.

Chris didn’t waste any more time. In one swift motion, he sat down on Leon’s cock and impaled himself on the hard shaft, trapping the tiny one deep inside his asshole. “Fuuuck...!”

Leon grunted, frowning, and placed his hands on Chris’s wide hips, guiding him in his movements and loving the way his muscular ass bounced on his crotch. The plump and hairy skin rippled with each bounce, the movement almost hypnotic. Leon was momentarily entranced by so much abundance and size, that he didn’t notice his balls were tightening, ready to explode his load.

“Dammit, I wanted to make it last longer...” Leon moaned, trying to slow Chris down by applying more force to his hips.

“Oh c’mon Leon, give it to me.” Chris grinned, slamming his ass harder on Leon’s shaft to make him come.

Leon gritted his teeth, trying to resist, but it was all futile. The combined sensations of the tiny squirming inside Chris’s entrance and his bouncing were too much to hold it back any longer. He arched his back, threw his head back, and with a mighty roar emptied his enormous sack deep inside Chris, whose belly swelled a little more with the mind-blowing amount of Leon’s juices.

As Leon continued to pump gallons and gallons of cum into Chris, the other man suddenly began to grow, his body responding once again to Leon’s infectious seed.

“Shit! I’m growing again!” He groaned, pressing his hands to his expanding belly.

“Even better.” Leon replied, squeezing every drop of cum he could produce into Chris. Some of it was even leaking out of the growing, gaping hole.

As if they weren’t already huge enough, Chris’s muscles swelled and grew even more gigantic than they already were, his pecs were forcibly pressing against his chin. His growth was of an astonishing speed, that even Leon raised his eyebrows in surprise.

His ass swelled even bigger, his hole widened, and Leon’s cock slipped out, no longer able to stay plunged in the large cavity.

“Damn! Your cum is even stronger!” Chris roared between the dizzying growth spurts, his body was rising and slowly looming over Leon, who was still lying beneath him with a surprised but pleased expression at the same time.

“It seems so.” Leon replied proudly, continuing to enjoy once again the show that his cum had caused.

Chris’s growth didn’t stop there. In fact, it intensified even more. He had reached the point of outgrow Leon’s own titanic size, and showed no signs of stopping. “Goddammit! Why isn’t it stopping?” Chris cursed, his vision partially blocked by his expanding pecs, which now jutted out like two heavy boulders made of flesh.

Leon was speechless. Chris somehow managed to get over his 3000-foot frame, and he couldn’t help but feel a little jealous. But at the same time he also felt a little proud, as what was happening was a clear testimony of his infectious seed.

As Chris’s growth began to show the first signs of stopping, Leon let out a surprised whistle, staring up at Chris’s towering body, which was now over 3,400 feet tall. “Goddamn, you’re even bigger than me now!” he said sarcastically, trying to keep the jealousy he was feeling at that moment under wraps.

Chris laughed, his voice deep and booming. He grabbed his pecs and gave them a firm squeeze, reveling in his new size. “Yep, looks like your days as the bigger guy are over, buddy.”

Leon grumbled under his breath, and crossed his arms defensively. “Hmph, yeah whatever. How do we keep fucking now?”

Chris shrugged, looking around at the city below them. “I dunno, man. But one thing is for sure. Your dick is too small for me right now.”

Leon felt anger boiling in his blood, but he still managed to keep his cool and calm demeanor. “You’re going to have to find other ways to satisfy yourself now, big boy.”

Chris nodded, and his gaze suddenly fell on one building in particular, which had an almost phallic shape. His mind began to race with dirty thoughts, and he slowly walked towards it, his pecs and belly bouncing in time with his steps. Leon looked at him puzzled, the mechanisms of his brain already working to find a way to catch up to Chris. He had to drink his cum, somehow.

Chris meanwhile reached the building, ripping it from the ground with ease. He knelt down, arching his ass and shoving the building inside him. He was using it as a makeshift dildo.

“Oh yes... This is definitely big enough for me.” He moaned, biting his lip and continuing to fuck his own ass with the skyscraper.

Leon couldn’t sit idle, and with heavy, purposeful steps he approached Chris. He knelt before his cock and put it in his mouth, gagging at the enormous roundness but determined to continue.

Chris gasped, suddenly letting go of the dildo building to stare down at Leon bobbing his head up and down on his massive dick. “Dude... The hell are you doing?”

Leon didn’t answer, too focused on sucking his cock. He swirled his tongue around the glans, trying to suck in as much as possible. His hand reached for the massive sack, massaging the two giant spheres and squeezing them lightly to try to give Chris that extra push to make him cum.

“Ah, Leon... Wait...” Chris pleaded, but Leon didn’t stop. He kept sucking it like an oversized lollipop, determined to get back to being the biggest giant.

Leon took Chris’ erection even deeper. He sucked hard, making wet, slurping sounds that echoed in the air. His tongue quickly massaged the underside of Chris’s cock, making the larger man moan loudly.

Chris’s balls swelled enormously under Leon’s touch, and moments later a burst of hot, white liquid forced its way down Leon’s throat, making the man gag and cough around Chris’s shaft.

Instantly, Leon’s body exploded in size, his growth something so mind-blowing that it defied the laws of physics itself. Chris tried to wriggle out of Leon’s grip, but his lips were locked around his cock, forcing out the cum and sucking it in like an endless vacuum cleaner.

Leon’s muscles grew to such an exaggerated and monstrous size that moving was becoming more difficult for him. His height kept increasing as well. He leapt to 4000 feet in no time. Once Chris was completely drained, Leon finally let Chris’s spent cock slide out of his mouth, wiping his hand with the back of his hand.

“Ahhh... Guess I’ve taken back the throne.” Leon said triumphantly, smacking his lips in satisfaction and savoring the last drops of cum that were left on his tongue.

Chris’s mouth was wide open. “Dude, c’mon! That’s not fair!”

Leon snickered, patting Chris’s head in a mocking manner. “Aww, you really thought you were going to steal my thunder, huh Redfield? Remember who the original hunk is here.” He struck a double-biceps pose, his eyes shining with lust and satisfaction now that he was the bigger giant again.

Chris and Leon had just collapsed side by side into the crater left by their latest earth-shaking orgasm. Two giants who had turned a sprawling metropolis into a sticky, ruined wasteland.

Leon turned toward Chris with a smug grin. “Not bad for a rookie in the macro category, huh?”

Chris scoffed with a smirk. “Bet I was catching up to you.”

“For a moment, maybe...” Leon replied, giving his titanic chest a casual bounce, the slabs of muscle shaking like tectonic plates.

But then, Chris froze. A strange sensation crawled over him. A shiver… Then a tight contraction.

“Wait... What the hell…?” He muttered, looking down at his hands. His fingers looked… Thinner. The veins were fading. The skin wasn’t stretched as tight over his muscles anymore.

Leon narrowed his eyes. “Redfield? You good?”

Chris stumbled back, realizing that Leon’s head was rising… And rising. He wasn’t growing, Chris was shrinking.

Chris looked down, watching as the veins across his forearms began to flatten. His chest seemed to sag slightly. The throbbing tension in his massive muscles was slowly fading. The feeling of limitless pressure building inside him gone.

“No… no, no, no...” Chris muttered.

In front of Leon’s stunned gaze, Chris began shrinking even more.

It started slowly, his towering frame losing mere feet at a time. But soon it accelerated. The size of skyscrapers no longer matched his height. His once world-crushing thighs slimmed down. His shoulders narrowed, his hands became too small to span the width of a rooftop.

Leon took a cautious step back, blinking in disbelief. “Chris... You’re deflating.”

Chris roared in frustration as he fell to one knee, still dozens of feet tall, but shrinking rapidly. His cock, which had rivaled Leon’s in its monstrous girth, deflated along with the rest of him, slapping limply against his thigh before vanishing between now-normal legs.

In just over a minute, Chris was back to his regular size, panting, sweating, naked and kneeling in the shadow of Leon’s titanic form.

Leon stared down at him in silence. His cock was still huge, still hard, casting a shadow over Chris like a massive pillar.

“Well,” Leon finally said, smirking. “Looks like someone couldn’t handle the upgrade.”

“Shut the fuck up.” Chris snapped, looking up with narrowed eyes. “Something… Something went wrong.”

Leon squatted down slowly, the movement shaking the streets beneath him. His enormous cock swayed above Chris like a living monument. “Wrong or right... Depends on how you look at it.”

Chris ignored the taunt and looked down at his own body, examining his skin. “I don’t feel sick. I don’t feel weak. But it’s like… The virus just deactivated.”

Leon tilted his head, intrigued. “You think maybe your body fought it off?”

“Maybe.” Chris rubbed the back of his neck. “Or maybe the virus isn’t stable in me like it is in you.”

Leon hummed, leaning forward until his massive face was inches from Chris. “Or maybe your body knew better than to compete with me.”

Chris scowled.

Leon smirked. “Come on. You’re cute when you’re small.”

Chris rolled his eyes but couldn’t help the slight smirk tugging at his lips. “Still more muscle than most men can dream of.”

Leon chuckled, the deep sound vibrating through the earth. “I’ll give you that. Still, I gotta admit... I liked seeing you big. You looked like a real beast.”

“You too.” Chris crossed his arms. “So what now, huh? You stay huge and fuck the planet?”

Leon leaned back, arms spread wide, his massive body basking in the sunlight. “Tempting. But I’m not done growing yet.”

Chris blinked. “You’re not serious.”

Leon’s body began to glow faintly, that now-familiar warmth spreading through his limbs. He moaned as his muscles thickened again, veins bulging and skin tightening. The air around him seemed to vibrate as another wave of growth surged through his already immense form.

Chris watched in awe and dread as Leon surpassed his own previous height, swelling larger and larger. Buildings that had once reached Leon’s waist were now barely scraping his shins.

Leon’s moans turned guttural. His balls swelled to the size of tanks, bouncing with each pulse. His pecs were like hills, flexing and bouncing with weight no crane could lift. His cock cast a shadow over multiple city blocks.

“I can feel it...” Leon whispered, eyes rolling back. “I can feel everything.”

He looked down at Chris, now barely the size of one of his nipples.

Leon’s smirk returned. “Well, I guess this means I get to be the top.”

Chris didn’t back down. “Try not to squish me then, you overgrown perv.” He swallowed hard. He was trapped. And deep down, a part of him didn’t mind.

Leon licked his lips and lowered his massive hand, the fingers big enough to curl around a skyscraper. With careful precision, he scooped Chris up in his palm, holding him like a delicate action figure.

Chris stumbled slightly on Leon’s rough skin, trying to balance on the broad expanse of palm.

“Not so tough now, huh?” Leon teased.

Chris looked up at him, defiant. “You gonna play with me or make love to the sky?”

Leon barked a laugh. “Heh, both.”

He brought Chris up to his mouth, his lips curving into a mischievous grin. “You’re gonna enjoy this ride, soldier.”

Chris felt the heat of Leon’s breath wash over him, the scent musky and charged with power. The giant’s tongue darted out, licking across Chris’s chest with a soft, wet drag. Chris grunted, surprised at how gentle Leon was, despite the sheer scale of him.

“Not gonna lie,” Chris muttered. “This is the weirdest mission debriefing I’ve ever had.”

Leon grinned. “And the best.”

He slowly dragged his tongue again, savoring the salt of Chris’s skin. Chris gripped Leon’s thumb to stay balanced, now completely at the mercy of a man hundreds of times his size.

Leon reclined back, carefully placing Chris on his chest, nestled between his pecs like a tiny human pillow. Chris was surrounded by warm flesh and pulsing veins. Each breath Leon took lifted Chris several feet in the air, then lowered him again. It was like lying on the surface of a breathing mountain.

“This is insane…” Chris muttered.

Leon’s voice rumbled beneath him. “You’ll get used to it.”

Chris laid back, sighing. Despite everything, the absurdity, the danger, the scale, there was something oddly peaceful about lying on a giant’s chest, feeling the rhythm of a heart that could flatten buildings. He closed his eyes.

Leon, meanwhile, looked out at the ruined city beneath him. Somewhere between destruction and domination, he’d found a strange kind of serenity.

But deep down, he knew something else was coming.

The city lay in ruins, shrouded in a strange silence, as if the earth itself feared to disturb the colossus who had claimed it.

Leon was reclined like a living mountain in the center of the devastation. Buildings were crushed beneath his massive thighs, roads split apart under the weight of his shoulders, and clouds clung to his pecs as if trying to caress the godlike expanse of muscle.

“You still breathing down there?” Leon’s voice echoed through the city, his chest rumbling beneath Chris like a tremor.

Chris opened one eye, and grimaced. “Barely. But I gotta say... Your heartbeat is relaxing.”

Leon chuckled, a deep, seismic sound. “Must be the first time someone says that about a 4000-foot monster.”

Before Chris could reply, a sudden pulse surged through the ground. Leon sat up.

Chris nearly fell but grabbed onto the ridged plane of Leon’s abs. “What the hell was that?”

Leon narrowed his eyes, looking toward the horizon.

Far in the distance where the city met the mountains, something was glowing.

A faint, eerie red.

Meanwhile, several miles away, a laboratory buried beneath the ground trembled. The V-Virus was not entirely understood, even by those who had created it. It wasn’t just a bioweapon. It responded to instinct, to desire, to dominance. It fed on lust, on ambition. And when it detected power imbalance... It tried to correct it.

Inside a containment tank, something began to stir.

A second subject. Another test sample.

The chamber cracked, fluid spilled, and a second giant awoke.

Back at Leon’s resting spot, Chris stood atop the massive shoulder of his friend, his hands shielding his eyes as he stared toward the glow. “You see that?”

Leon nodded slowly. “Yeah. And I don’t like it.”

The earth shook.

A sound, not unlike a roar, echoed across the city. But this wasn’t Leon. It was deeper, angrier.

Chris turned to him. “You’re not the only one infected.”

Leon stood up to his full height, casting a shadow that swallowed the remnants of the city. He looked toward the horizon.

“Guess we’ve got company.”

The creature that rose from the earth was unlike anything seen before. Roughly Leon’s size, but bulkier. Darker. Its muscles were jagged, asymmetrical, as though formed in a rush. Its skin glowed with crimson veins pulsing like lava beneath the surface.

And its face, if it could be called that, bore the faint remnants of humanity. It had once been a man. Now, it was rage incarnate.

Leon stared at the approaching titan. “Another me?”

Chris’s jaw clenched. “No... Worse. That thing doesn’t have your control. Must be a Tyrant.”

The dark giant let out a guttural growl and started marching toward them, each step creating shockwaves that splintered the ground.

Leon cracked his knuckles, then looked down at Chris. “You might want to get somewhere safe.”

“No way. You might need backup.”

Leon arched an amused brow. “You gonna punch his toe?”

Chris grinned. “Watch me.”

The clash between giants shook the sky.

Leon launched forward, ramming into the dark behemoth with the force of a meteor. Their impact created a gust so violent it flattened what little remained of the city around them. Fists the size of trains collided.

Leon grunted, dodging a blow that could have cracked a mountain, then countered with a devastating uppercut that sent the dark giant stumbling backward.

But the mutated titan recovered fast, retaliating with a roar and lunging at Leon, slamming him into a hill and grinding his face into the ground.

Chris, from below, watched in awe and horror as the battle unfolded. He ran through the streets, trying to find a vantage point, or a weapon, anything to help.

Leon slammed both fists into the sides of the dark behemoth, then wrapped his arms around its midsection and lifted it off the ground.

“Let’s see how you like being manhandled!”

With a guttural cry, Leon suplexed the creature into a ravine. The earth cracked. The ground split. The dark giant lay stunned.

Leon wiped his brow. “Not bad, huh?!” But the victory was short-lived.

The red veins in the creature’s body pulsed violently. It rose again, faster than before. Larger.

Chris shouted from below. “Leon! It’s mutating again!”

Leon turned, and his eyes widened as the rival titan grew. Its skin darkened further, its muscles ballooned grotesquely. Horns now crowned its head, and claws erupted from its fingertips.

Leon exhaled. “Okay. Round two.”

As the giants collided again, Chris finally reached the edge of a destroyed command truck. Inside, he found what he’d hoped for: a weapon prototype created to stabilize infected subjects.

The catch? It had never been tested.

He grabbed the injector and a flare gun. “All right, Leon. Let’s hope this works...”

Leon was losing ground. The mutated titan was faster now, and stronger. It grabbed Leon by the throat, slamming him into the ground.

Chris aimed the flare. A bright streak of light soared through the sky, then exploded against the monster’s back.

The creature howled and turned.

Leon seized the moment. With a roar of his own, he grabbed the monster’s arm and twisted it, flipping the beast over his shoulder and slamming it to the ground, creating a powerful earthquake with the impact.

Chris sprinted forward and leapt from a crumbled building, landing on the beast’s shoulder.

He jammed the injector into its neck and pulled the trigger.

The serum hissed, and the dark veins pulsed. The creature screamed, and its body began to convulse. Limbs shrank. Muscle deflated. The red glow dimmed.

Leon stumbled back, panting. The giant beast shrunk rapidly, crumbling into a misshapen, unconscious human body.

Chris dropped to the ground, panting.

Leon looked down, towering over both. “Hell of a throw!”

Chris smirked. “Told ya you’d need backup.”

Leon exhaled. “Still doesn’t explain how you shrunk back and I didn’t.”

Chris shrugged. “Maybe you’re too horny to shrink.”

Leon barked a laugh. “You might be right.”

They stood in silence for a moment. The wind carried dust through the air. The city was silent again. Then Leon looked out toward the horizon. “You think that was the last of them?”

Chris shrugged, lowering his eyebrows. “Who knows? Maybe it was one of those things in the labs that was sent to take you out. You’re... Kinda a walking bioweapon right now.”

Leon smirked. “Then I guess I better keep growing.”

Chris looked up, smiling back at the giant blonde. “Try not to step on me next time, then.”

The early morning sun rose with difficulty over what remained of the ravaged cityscape. Broken towers, collapsed highways, giant puddles of viscous liquid, and entire city blocks flattened under unthinkable weight, all of it was the consequence of one man’s transformation.

Leon. Or rather, the godlike figure he had become.

Towering high above the world, Leon’s massive body lay still. His immense chest rose and fell with a rhythm that resembled tectonic movement, and his golden hair, tousled and messy, shimmered faintly beneath the breaking light. He was at rest, finally. For now.

Several hundred feet below, Chris sat atop the cracked shell of an overturned armored transport, arms resting on his knees, watching the giant man through narrowed eyes. Despite the scale difference, despite everything Leon had become, or perhaps because of it, Chris’s presence felt solid. Steady. Human.

The effects of the virus had worn off. Whatever triggered the sudden reversion of his size, it had hit him like a switch. One moment he was striding through the ruins, matching Leon’s scale, feeling the rush of raw, primal power surging through his veins, and the next, he was shrinking, rapidly, painfully, stripped of the giant’s form he had barely begun to explore.

Now, all he had was the memory of it. That, and the overwhelming tension brewing between him and Leon.

“Hey.”

Chris didn’t have to look up. Leon’s voice boomed from above, but it was softer than usual. Heavy with grogginess, maybe even something close to regret. Chris could hear the creak of metal and the distant crash of rubble as Leon shifted his titanic body into a sitting position.

Chris finally looked up. Leon’s blue eyes were on him. Piercing, curious, maybe even a little vulnerable. For a moment, neither of them spoke.

Chris stood.

“I should shoot you, you know?” he said, adjusting his torn combat vest, still sticky in places with drying fluid. “You nearly flattened the entire eastern district.”

Leon smirked maliciously. “Huh, as if a measly bullet could do anything to me now. But you’re welcome for clearing out the infestation.”

Chris rolled his eyes. “That wasn’t an extermination, Leon. That was you jerking off with a damn building.”

Leon chuckled. It was a deep, resonant sound that sent dust clouds rising from the ruins nearby. “Yeah, well, I was in the mood.”

Chris sighed and started pacing. “Look... I get it. That thing messed with your head. It did the same to me. But you have to get a handle on it. Before the next time.”

Leon’s face darkened. “What makes you think there will be a next time?”

Chris stopped pacing. “Because you’re still infected. Because you’re still growing. Because every time you cum, something in your body triggers a new surge. And because we don’t know how to stop it.”

Leon didn’t answer. Instead, he tilted his head back and exhaled slowly, the hot gust of air blowing debris across several rooftops.

“You miss it?” He suddenly asked.

“Miss what?”

“Being huge. Feeling... Powerful. Like nothing could touch you.”

Chris hesitated. His silence was enough of an answer.

Leon leaned forward slowly, elbows resting on his massive knees. The movement alone sent vibrations through the ground.

“Then say it,” He murmured. “Say you liked it.”

Chris swallowed. “I did. But that’s not the point.”

Leon chuckled again, this time quieter. “You always were the responsible one.”

“And you always find new ways to get yourself in trouble.”

They exchanged a look, and for a brief moment, the years melted away. The missions. The losses. The bioterror. The world-threatening chaos. It was just them: two men, scarred by war, by viruses, by things they couldn’t explain, trying to make sense of what they had become.

“Do you remember what you said to me, back in Edonia?” Leon asked.

Chris narrowed his eyes. “That’s a long list.”

“You said, ‘We can’t let the virus change who we are.’”

Chris nodded slowly. “I meant it. Still do.”

Leon looked down at his own colossal hands. They were the size of tankers, each finger capable of crushing the world itself. Yet, at that moment, he held them with a gentleness that felt almost human.

“I guess I’m not sure who I am anymore.”

Chris approached. He stood directly in front of Leon’s massive foot, placing a hand on his huge, dirty, big toe and looked up at the giant face of the man he had fought beside for over a decade.

“Then let’s figure it out together.”

Leon’s eyes softened. A silence passed between them, and in that silence was understanding. Not forgiveness. Not yet. But a path forward.

Chris tapped the comm device still clipped to his ruined belt. “Hunnigan, this is Redfield. We’re going to need a containment team. And a hell of a lot of stretch fabric.”

A buzz of static, then Hunnigan’s voice came through. “Copy that, Chris. Is Leon... Stable?”

Chris looked up at the towering man. Leon winked, then leaned back with a thud that shook the broken city once more. “Define stable.”

-Three days later.-

Leon stood in the middle of a specially reinforced facility, far from any populated area. The new headquarters, hastily erected by BSAA and DSO joint funding, looked like a cross between a military bunker and a warehouse built specifically for titans. And even there, Leon felt cramped.

Chris entered the observation deck, holding a tablet. “V-Virus samples from your body have been isolated. Most of them are inert. Whatever triggered the initial growth was a unique strain, it seems.”

Leon raised an eyebrow. “So... I’m cured?”

Chris shook his head. “Not exactly. You’re stable. For now. But your body still responds to certain stimuli.”

Leon smirked. “Like sex.”

Chris didn’t even blink. “Exactly.”

Leon’s grin faded slightly. “So what’s the plan? I live here forever?”

“You’ll stay until we’re sure there’s no more risk. After that... We’ll see.”

“And you?”

Chris crossed his arms. “I’m staying, too.”

Leon looked at him, really looked. For all the teasing, the banter, the rivalry, Chris had always been there. Maybe this was the one constant he could still believe in.

A silence fell again.

“You never answered me before.” Leon said.

Chris raised an eyebrow. “About what?”

Leon smirked. “Whether you liked watching me grow.”

Chris stepped forward, putting the tablet down. “I didn’t just like it, Leon. I fucking loved it.”

Leon’s laugh was deep, joyful, and as he leaned down, his face inches from the observation window, Chris couldn’t help but smile.

A few more days passed, and Chris suddenly returned, a vial clutched in his hand. Leon blinked. “You found the antidote?”

Chris exhaled, sweaty and exhausted. “I found something. I don’t know if it’ll work on you.”

Leon paused. He looked at his hands. His size, his muscles, his huge, hard cock. “I don’t know if I want it to.”

Chris frowned. “Leon, you have to come back. Think about it.”

Leon shook his head. “You don’t get it. This power... It feels right. Like this is who I was meant to be.”

“And what? You stay like this forever? You live above the clouds, stomping around like some god while the world crumbles?”

Leon crouched, lowering his massive face close to Chris. “Maybe...”

Chris looked up, unwavering. “Look, man. I know it’s hard, but you gotta do it.”

Leon was silent for a long moment. Then slowly, he stood.

“If I take that stuff...”

Chris offered the vial, his expression a mixture of tension and remorse. “You won’t be alone.”

Leon hesitated, then took the vial in his enormous hand. The tension in his muscles grew. His breathing deepened. Then he crushed it in his palm.

Chris stared in shock. “Leon!”

The ground rumbled again. Leon’s body began to glow, but not from the antidote. His body, already massive, pulsed with a new surge of energy. The remnants of the virus inside the vial had reacted with Leon’s own strain.

“Leon, what the fuck are you doing!?” Chris exclaimed.

Leon looked down at him, eyes glowing with mischief. “I’m not done growing.”

The reinforced structure of the BSAA’s stronghold was not built to withstand the birth of a god.

Leon’s colossal form, packed into the chamber deep below the ground, trembled with untamed energy. His breathing came in deep, rolling gusts that rattled steel beams. The walls groaned with every subtle shift of his weight. His head brushed forcefully the curved ceiling of the chamber, his chest rising like a living mountain, pecs swollen and glistening with sweat under the sterile lights.

Chris, standing far below him on the observation catwalk, now more of a scaffolding precariously attached to the wall, looked up at the man he once called partner, comrade, even friend. Leon was almost unrecognizable: 5000 feet tall, his body a monument of hypertrophic muscle, eyes glowing faintly from the last surge of V-Virus.

“Leon!” Chris called, voice steady. “You need to stop this. You’re going to bring the whole damn facility down!”

Leon’s eyes lowered, a low rumble escaping his throat. “I am the facility now.” He murmured with a slow grin. The deep bass of his voice cracked a nearby glass panel.

A tremor shook the floor beneath Chris’s boots. Then it happened. The final surge.

A shockwave of energy exploded outward from Leon’s core, tearing through the reinforced walls like paper. His body swelled outward in a terrifyingly beautiful crescendo, shoulders smashing through concrete, feet pressing into subterranean levels below, cocky grin growing wider as the chamber collapsed around him. His skyscraper sized dick squirting out pre-cum like crazy. Dust and steel rained from above.

Chris dove from the catwalk just as it broke loose, landing on the crumbling stairwell below.

The entire complex shuddered. Then burst.

Above ground, a cloud of debris blasted into the sky as Leon erupted from the earth like a force of nature. Entire buildings of the BSAA complex were pulverized as his gigantic torso breached the surface. A titanic hand reached skyward, clutching at the open air as his back arched in pleasure and power.

Screams and sirens filled the air. Nearby troops scrambled for cover as Leon’s head rose higher and higher, shadowing the landscape around him. Dust caked his sweat-soaked skin, but it only made him more terrifying, like a statue pulled from the ruins of Olympus.

“Christ... He’s over 6000 feet now.” Someone whispered into a comm unit.

But no one dared give the order to fire.

Chris emerged from the rubble, bruised but alive. His eyes locked with Leon’s massive form. And to his surprise, Leon met his gaze, if only for a moment. There was a flicker of something human behind the godlike exterior. Pain? Conflict?

Or maybe not.

“Leon! You still in there?!” Chris shouted.

The giant’s body tensed. He turned his head slowly. The city-sized man lowered to one knee, sending another tremor through the surrounding blocks. His face came into view: handsome, enormous, wild, but undeniably Leon.

“Chris...” He rumbled. “You’re not hurt?”

“Takes more than a few tons of rebar to take me out.” Chris muttered, dusting himself off. Then, he spoke again more seriously. “You gotta get this under control. That last surge could’ve leveled half the city!”

Leon chuckled. “I know. I felt it. Every second of it.”

Chris hesitated. “And?”

Leon’s brow furrowed. “I don’t want to stop. Not yet. Not when I can feel everything.”

There it was again. That pulse. Not just of power, but of sensation. Something in the V-Virus wasn’t just fueling his size, it was feeding off his emotions, his desires. The more he wanted, the more he grew.

Chris paced, thinking fast. There had to be a way to stabilize the effects. Perhaps the compound had a saturation point. Perhaps...

But his thoughts were cut short by another seismic growl from Leon’s stomach.

“I need to burn this off,” Leon said. “I need... Something.”

Chris looked up, uncertain. “What?”

Leon didn’t wait. He rose to his full height, shadowing the city again. With one step, he moved toward the ocean.

“Where the hell are you going?!” Chris called.

Leon looked back, a confident grin on his face. “To cool off. Follow if you can, Redfield.”

Two hours later, after emergency response teams had contained the local damage and evacuated what was left of the compound, Chris stood on the deck of a BSAA carrier stationed just offshore.

Leon was waist-deep in the ocean, still towering, steam rising from his skin. Both hands wrapped around his large dick, stroking it slowly.

“We can’t hold him like this,” One soldier whispered. “We’re going to need a containment plan. Or a cure.”

Chris looked at Leon, who for once seemed quiet. Pensive. Not aroused, not angry, just there.

“No.” Chris said. “We don’t cure him. Not yet. We talk to him. We get him to trust us. He’s still Leon in there. Somewhere.”

From the ocean, Leon moaned softly as thick ropes of cum shot out his gaping piss slit.

“And when he stops trusting?” The soldier asked.

Chris looked back. “Then we’re already too late.”

The sea had barely begun to settle after Leon’s eruption from the BSAA facility, and now his titanic figure loomed against the horizon like some ancient deity returned to earth. With waves crashing around his knees and his body shrouded in low-hanging clouds of steam, Leon stood utterly motionless for a moment, staring down at the city he once protected. His cock, still massive and twitching, cast a long shadow across the ocean’s surface, sending ripples outward with each idle pulse.

Chris stood on the deck of the BSAA carrier, wind buffeting his face, but his gaze was locked with the distant, huge figure in the water. He had faced many threats in his time: tyrants, monsters, infected... But never something quite like this: his best friend turned into a living god, drunk on power, but still... Somehow, still Leon.

“He’s not doing anything...” Said one of the operatives beside Chris. “He’s just... Stroking it.”

“He’s waiting.” Chris muttered, stepping toward the edge of the carrier. “He’s waiting for me.”

Chris took a hovercraft and piloted it directly toward the titan, approaching slowly as Leon watched him with a smirk that barely tugged at the corners of his mouth. As the hovercraft neared, Leon knelt once more, waves lapping at his enormous knees, and held out a hand big enough to cradle a house.

Chris didn’t hesitate. He jumped onto the outstretched palm, finding his footing among the soft ridges and thick veins. The skin was warm, pulsing gently with life. It smelled faintly of salt, sweat... And something else. Something primal.

Leon lifted Chris effortlessly, bringing him up to face level.

“You came.” The giant said, his deep voice low.

“Yeah, I wanted to talk to you.” Chris replied.

Leon’s smirk deepened. “They want to put me down. Or cure me. Same thing. But not you.”

Chris shrugged. “I don’t know what I want yet. Maybe to remind you who you are. Maybe to figure out what the hell this virus is doing to you. Or maybe... Just to talk.”

Leon leaned in slightly, his hot breath washing over Chris in waves. “Talking isn’t what I want right now.”

Chris raised a brow. “Then what do you want?”

A pause. Leon’s eyes narrowed.

“You.”

It was not an answer Chris expected. But he didn’t back away. Not when Leon’s enormous fingers lowered him gently to the giant’s pecs, placing him down amid the sweaty canyon of muscle.

Chris grunted, gripping the moist flesh as Leon flexed beneath him. The muscle jumped, and Chris was lifted several feet into the air.

“You missed this, didn’t you?” Leon murmured, his voice vibrating through his chest.

“Missed you...” Chris replied. “Not sure about this.”

Leon chuckled. “Liar.”

He brought his other hand down and dragged a finger lazily across his chest, near Chris. The pad of the finger was bigger than Chris’s entire body, yet Leon’s touch was delicate. He guided Chris into the dense grove of his armpit where the musk was heavy and the heat almost unbearable.

Chris coughed and chuckled. “Christ, Leon. You need a shower!”

“Nah... I like the musk.” The giant replied, laughing.

Chris rolled his eyes but ran a hand over the thick tufts of hair nestled beneath the arm, watching Leon shiver in delight. “Didn’t think you’d be into this.”

“Didn’t know I would be either.” Leon muttered. “But when everything is big, sensations hit different. You feel it all.”

Chris gripped the light hair tighter and used it to climb slightly, pulling himself onto the curve of Leon’s massive bicep. “Then let’s test just how much you can feel.”

Leon growled. It was deep, rumbling, almost playful.

Chris moved higher, bracing himself on the bulging mass of muscle. He reached the peak of Leon’s bicep and ran a hand along the mountain-sized curve. “You could crush steel with this.”

Leon grunted. “I could. But I’d rather flex it for you.” And he did.

Chris was thrown slightly upward as the muscle swelled beneath him. It felt alive, vibrating with strength. He landed back with a grunt, laughing. “Showoff.”

Leon’s voice rumbled with pride. “You’re damn right.”

Chris made his way to Leon’s shoulder, and from there, the giant lowered him down again, this time to his bulging abs, and then further, to his lap.

“This... Might be pushing it.” Chris muttered, eyeing the monstrous cock twitching nearby. The heat radiating from it was intense. And yet, a part of him felt curious.

Leon leaned back, his enormous hand resting beside Chris.

“You’ve seen what I can do. C’mon, make me cum.”

Chris hesitated for a moment, then jumped onto Leon’s pubic hair, almost suffocating in the heat and musk that the forest of tangled hair gave off. He began to climb up the giant’s dick like a towering column, until he reached the head and sat down with his legs wide open on the purple, plump flesh.

Chris started humping on it, kissing and stroking the sensitive skin causing Leon to moan and squirm a little. “Goddammit, Redfield...”

Chris smirked, intensifying his actions even more. Now, he leaned on the massive urethra and buried his tongue in it, causing huge spurts of pre-cum to spray out like a broken faucet.

Leon felt his balls swell and tighten, his shaft tremble under Chris’s licks, and he knew he was going to explode at any moment. Quickly, he picked up Chris from the wet head of his cock and positioned him on his shoulder, before arching his hips forward and releasing a dizzying amount of cum. The white liquid collided with the sea water below him, like an exaggerated tsunami, creating a surreal scene where the water was becoming almost white with all the cum that was raining down from Leon’s big cock. “Fuuuck...! Holy shit, you can make me cum even when you’re normal sized, eh soldier?”

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever.” Chris stayed on Leon’s shoulder as the sun began to set. They didn’t speak for a long time. Just listened to the waves. To the breath of the giant. To the heartbeats of his enormous heart. Leon’s limp cock was resting heavily against his ripped abs, occasionally throbbing and leaking pre-cum.

“Ah... Now this is life.”

Chris didn’t know what to do next, but one thing was for sure: Leon wasn’t going to listen to him easily.

The waters of the bay still shimmered with the echo of Leon’s release, the foam laced with impossible streaks of white. The city remained stunned, a vast mosaic of shattered buildings and terrified, silent citizens who had either fled or now hid in the ruins. Above it all, Leon towered proud, his massive form reclining along the shore like a fallen god, basking in the aftermath of an orgasm that had reshaped the ocean itself.

Chris sat quietly on Leon’s shoulder, one hand pressed against the giant’s slick, warm skin. The heat from Leon’s body was nearly unbearable, but Chris remained still. His mind raced with questions and anxiety, but mostly, with the lingering pulse of that connection they had just shared. So carnal, so enormous, and somehow still... Human.

“You okay?” Chris finally asked, breaking the silence.

Leon chuckled, deep and low. It was the kind of sound that made the clouds tremble.

“Never been better.” The titan rumbled. “Feels like I’m finally in control of something... Of everything.”

Chris frowned. “You sure about that?”

Leon opened one eye, piercing and immense. “Why? Ya worried about me, soldier?”

Chris shrugged. “I’m worried about what happens next.”

Back at the BSAA carrier, alarms began blaring.

“Sir, we’ve got energy spikes coming from Redfield!” A technician shouted.

“Redfield?” The head scientist said, stepping into the control room. “Impossible. His body rejected the virus. He...”

“Something’s changing. He’s... Metabolizing something. Residual V-Virus from Kennedy. Traces in the bloodstream. And now... It’s activating.”

The monitor displayed Chris’s vitals, heart rate spiking, heat signatures intensifying, bone density increasing.

“God...” Someone whispered. “He’s going to start growing again.”

Chris stumbled slightly as a sharp heat lanced through his chest. He clutched Leon’s shoulder for balance.

Leon noticed immediately. “Hey. You all right?”

Chris gritted his teeth. “Feels like my blood’s on fire.”

And then he moaned loudly. His body arched. Muscles swelled. Bones cracked. Cock stretching. Chris’s clothes split at the seams as his body surged with power. Veins thickened, his frame expanded, and he began to grow, slowly at first, then rapidly. Leon watched, astonished, as the man in his palm outgrew the hand itself, landing with a thunderous crash on the beach below.

Chris groaned, now nearly one hundred feet tall and still rising. Sand exploded around him as he braced himself on all fours. His cock throbbed between his muscular legs, already leaking with anticipation. Hair thickened across his chest and arms. His face twisted with discomfort, and arousal.

“What the fuck is happening?!” Chris gasped.

Leon grinned wide. “Well, look who’s joining the club... Again.”

But something was wrong.

Chris’s growth wasn’t stable. His muscles swelled disproportionately, his limbs stretching unevenly. One arm thickened into a grotesque mass before evening out. His torso bulged with muscle, but his spine twisted momentarily before correcting itself.

Leon stood, suddenly alert. “That’s not how it happened to me. That’s... Unstable.”

Chris roared, grabbing at his head. His mind pulsed with conflicting signals. Power and pain, lust and rage, dominance and fear.

Back on the carrier, a decision was made.

“Deploy it!” The head scientist ordered.

A sleek canister was loaded into a missile, the failsafe. Developed in secret after Leon’s transformation, it was designed to target and neutralize the V-Virus’s growth properties. It had never been tested. Not on this scale.

“Target: Leon Kennedy.” Said the technician. “Ready for launch.”

But before the missile could fire, Chris’s new vitals came online, dwarfing even Leon’s in volatility.

“Change target.” The scientist muttered. “He’s going critical.”

Chris’s transformation began to slow. He stood now nearly 500 feet tall, panting, his body heaving with chaotic, mismatched musculature. He was a titan, but a raw, unstable one.

Leon approached cautiously. “Chris... You need to breathe. Focus. You’re fighting it.”

Chris’s eyes flared. “I didn’t want this! I didn’t ask for this again!”

Leon knelt in front of him. “Neither did I. But we’re here. So don’t let it win.”

Then, something unexpected happened. Chris stepped forward, and shrank an inch.

Leon blinked. “Wait... Did you...”

Another step. Chris’s form shrank further. Muscles softened slightly. His chest heaved.

“I’m... Changing back?”

It was as if his body, still unstable, began rejecting the viral overload. Shrinking back, slowly but surely.

Then the sky split open, and the missile arrived.

Time slowed. Leon saw it before Chris did. The silver streak arcing through the clouds, aimed directly at them.

He reacted instinctively, swinging his massive body between Chris and the missile.

BOOM.

The impact was dazzling. Light and smoke engulfed the shoreline. For a moment, the world held its breath.

When it cleared, Leon lay motionless. Steam rose from his chest. His body, still colossal, began to tremble.

“No...” Chris, now half his former size, rushed to Leon’s side.

The serum was doing its job.

Leon groaned. His skin began to shrink against his muscles. His titanic stature shortening. His towering cock began to soften and recede. His fingers twitched.

“I didn’t... Want it to end like this.” Leon whispered.

Chris grabbed his face, now small enough to hold. “It’s not ending. It’s changing. Let it be.”

Leon gasped, then nodded.

Hours later, the beach was quiet. Two figures stood waist-deep in the surf: Chris, back to full human size. And Leon, still towering at around 20 feet, muscular, imposing, but no longer godlike.

He sighed, and wiped sweat from his brow. “Heh, I’m still bigger than you.”

Chris smirked. “Yeah, yeah. Shut up.”

Leon looked at the remains of the city. “Guess we’ll be rebuilding.”

Chris sighed. “Together.”

Leon turned to him, eyes still glinting. “Though... Maybe not until after round two.”

Chris raised a brow. “You better be talking about arm wrestling.”

Leon grinned. “Among other things.”

The shoreline bore the weight of recent destruction, but the calm sea now shimmered under the moonlight, serene after the storm. The BSAA had pulled back, unsure how to handle what remained: a 20-foot tall, muscled and still-powerful Leon Kennedy, half reclined in the surf like a fallen titan, and Chris Redfield, human-sized once more but visibly conflicted.

Chris stood barefoot in the sand, arms crossed, looking up at Leon, whose massive pecs rose and fell with every deep breath. The remnants of destruction stretched inland: broken skyscrapers, flattened streets, melted steel. But here, on the beach, the moment was quiet.

Leon broke the silence. “They’re not coming back, are they?”

Chris shook his head. “Not tonight. They’re scared of you.”

Leon flexed his foot, sending a wave of water lapping toward the dunes. “They should be.”

Chris stepped closer. “That doesn’t help your case.”

Leon tilted his head. His thick biceps curled slightly, his lats flaring out as he leaned forward on one elbow. His expression was unreadable. “You’re afraid of me too?”

Chris laughed. “Hell no. Quite the opposite.”

A beat passed, then Leon grinned. “You seem thoughtful.”

Chris smirked despite himself. “Maybe I miss being the big guy sometimes.”

Leon reached out a hand the size of a car and pressed two fingers under Chris’s chin, lifting it gently. “You never stopped being big to me.”

Chris swatted the huge finger away with mock annoyance. “You’re insufferable.”

Leon’s eyes narrowed playfully. “You love it.”

As the night deepened, the two of them sat on the beach, lit by the glow of a small campfire Chris had insisted on building, more for the sake of normalcy than warmth.

“I still don’t know why I shrank,” Leon said quietly, staring out into the black sea.

Chris nodded. “It was definitely a BSAA missile sent to stop the virus, but they partially succeeded. Doesn’t matter. You’re still alive.”

Leon glanced at him. “And still big.”

Chris chuckled. “Trust me, I’ve noticed.”

They sat in silence for a while. Then Chris stood up and brushed sand off his pants. “I’m heading to the cabin. You coming, or do you want to soak your massive feet in the ocean all night?”

Leon laughed, and wiggled his massive toes dramatically. “They like it out here.”

Chris arched an eyebrow. “Suit yourself.”

Leon’s eyes followed him until Chris disappeared into the shadows of the forest path leading up to a BSAA safehouse nestled on a hill.

An hour later, Leon was restless. He sat with his legs stretched along the beach, his feet coated in a mixture of salt, sand, and the faint scent of sex that still lingered from the day before. He tilted his head back, exhaling.

Even at 20 feet, he was a freak. Not quite human. Not quite a god. And part of him missed the power.

His body still pulsed with residual energy. Every heartbeat carried something ancient, something wild. The V-Virus wasn’t gone.

It was dormant.

He ran a finger down the line of his abs, each one the size of a medicine ball. A soft groan escaped his lips.

“I know you’re awake.” Chris’s voice said from behind.

Leon didn’t turn.

“I couldn’t sleep.” Chris added, walking up until he was standing next to Leon’s enormous shoulder.

Leon finally looked at him. “You were worried I’d grow again?”

Chris snorted. “Heh, maybe I do.”

Leon lowered his head, resting it on his arm. “I don’t know what happens next. I don’t think I can shrink all the way. Not anymore.”

Chris took a deep breath. “Then we adapt. Like we always do.”

Later that night, Leon lay on his back just outside the cabin, too large to fit inside. Chris, wrapped in a blanket, had fallen asleep on his broad chest.

Leon watched the stars, but something in his gut twisted. His heart began to race. The familiar heat returned. His body tensed.

Muscles swelled slightly.

Not much, but enough to shift Chris in his sleep. The man stirred but didn’t wake.

Leon’s breathing quickened. He tried to stay still. Tried to stop it. But the heat only grew. He sat upright, heart pounding. “Chris...” He whispered. “Wake up.”

Chris stirred. “What?”

Leon’s skin glowed faintly. “Something’s wrong.”

Then, the transformation exploded.

Muscles surged. Bones expanded. Leon’s body grew several feet in seconds. Chris tumbled off his chest with a yelp, landing hard on the ground. “Leon! What the hell?!”

Leon roared in pain, and ecstasy. He shot up to 40 feet, then 50. His cock swelled like a tree trunk between his legs, leaking as the viral energy pulsed through him. His back arched. Veins popped. His voice became deeper.

“I can’t stop it...!”

Chris shielded his eyes as the glow intensified.

Then Leon collapsed, half-transformed, eyes wild. The beach was no longer peaceful.

Where moments ago a 20-foot-tall Leon had lay in relative calm beneath the moonlight, now a seismic storm of flesh and muscle raged uncontrollably.

“Leon!” Chris shouted, rolling to his feet from where he’d landed in the sand. The ground trembled again as Leon’s body surged larger, climbing to 60 feet, then 70, his moans of strained pleasure and pain echoing out into the dark sky.

Leon’s hand clutched at the earth, leaving enormous palm prints in the sand. His skin shimmered with heat and viral energy, veins standing out thick along his neck and arms. Each breath he drew expanded his chest to even more exaggerated proportions. His cock, monstrous already, throbbed heavily between his legs, dripping as he struggled to keep control.

“I... I don’t know what’s triggering it!” Leon bellowed, his voice now thunderous. His hair whipped in the wind like a lion’s mane, his features caught between ecstasy and agony.

Chris took a cautious step forward, shouting over the noise. “Leon, listen to me! You have to calm down! Try to breathe slowly!”

Leon’s head snapped toward him. His eyes were glowing faintly blue now, and his muscles bulged again with another violent lurch of growth. The ground cracked beneath his knees as he swelled past 80 feet.

“It’s like... Every time I try to control it, it backfires.” Leon growled, curling into a crouch, but even that wasn’t enough. His shoulders burst outward wider still, traps ballooning as if to smother his neck entirely.

Chris was forced back as Leon’s foot shifted, a single toe crashing against a tree and toppling it like a twig. The scent of sweat and musk flooded the air. Familiar, but now amplified to an intoxicating degree.

Then Leon’s body slowed. Just for a second. And Chris rushed forward.

“You’re still in there,” he said, loud and clear. He grabbed Leon’s thick, pulsing forearm, wrapping his arms around it like a man trying to embrace a steel beam. “Shit. Are you all right?”

Leon groaned, eyes fluttering, and the tension seemed to hold. For one, breathless moment, the world was still.

But the peace was shattered by a deep rumble from Leon’s gut. He doubled over, panting. “It’s... Spreading.”

Before Chris could ask what he meant, Leon’s body began to thicken rather than lengthen. His height remained close to 85 feet, but his entire frame grew impossibly broader. His thighs became like ridged pillars of flesh, his huge ass tightening and inflating with every surge. His pecs flared out like slabs of raw, living armor.

Chris watched, stunned, as even Leon’s scent grew heavier, hotter, filling the air like a living fog. His pits alone must’ve radiated with heat and pheromones enough to make a soldier pass out. Chris felt his heart thud in response.

He backed away slowly.

“We can’t stay here.” He muttered to himself.

Leon’s voice boomed again. “Chris... I think I’m going to need your help.”

Chris turned back. Leon’s expression was tormented now, desperate. Sweat poured down his brow, and his massive chest heaved. “This thing... It’s fighting me. I thought the missile suppressed it, but it only made it angrier.”

Chris climbed atop a boulder to get closer to Leon’s massive face. “What do you want me to do?”

Leon gave him a look that was half-primal. “Ground me. Hold me to something real.”

Chris paused for a moment. Then, with only a short breath, he climbed onto Leon’s forearm.

The skin was impossibly hot, like leaning against a sun-heated engine. Chris pressed his forehead to it and whispered, “You’re real, Leon. You’re you. Nothing’s taken that.”

Leon’s eyes closed. His muscles quivered again, this time not from growth, but restraint.

They stayed like that for a while. Chris sat against the curve of Leon’s enormous bicep, and Leon remained still, staring at the sky as if willing the stars to cool him down.

Then, quietly, Leon spoke. “Do you remember that mission in South America? The one with the underground temple?”

Chris blinked. “You mean the one where you had to carry me out of the collapsing ruins?”

“Yeah. You passed out halfway. I remember thinking... This guy? This tank of a man? He actually feels light.”

Chris chuckled, then shifted closer. “You’re saying I’ve gotten heavier?”

Leon smirked. “I’m saying... You’ve always grounded me.”

A pause.

“Leon.”

“Yeah?”

“If you start growing again... I’ll still be here.”

Leon turned his head slowly, until his enormous, glowing eyes met Chris’s. “Promise?”

Chris reached out and touched Leon’s face. “Yeah. Promise.”

But the peace didn’t last long.

Far inland, an explosion lit up the night. A wave of heat rolled over the beach. Both men turned their heads toward it.

“Was that the missile site?” Chris asked, alarmed.

Leon’s eyes narrowed. “No. That was too far north. That was... The research zone.”

Before they could react further, Leon shuddered.

A jolt shot through him, and this time, his cock sprang to full size instantly. Gargantuan, leaking, demanding. He groaned, but the sound was cut short by another round of violent expansion.

“No. Not again...”

His feet dug trenches in the earth. His shoulders crashed against the trees. The ground split. Leon grew to 100 feet.

Chris backed off, eyes wide. “Leon!”

Leon’s mind swam. Every nerve screamed for stimulation. He tried to stand, but his hips bucked instead. His balls swelled against the sand, and the scent coming off him now was feral.

He tried to speak, but all that came was a moan.

Chris stood frozen. He couldn’t help it. The sight of Leon, massive and overwhelmed, so utterly vulnerable despite his power... It stirred something deep inside him.

Leon met his eyes. “Touch me.” He growled, low and guttural.

Chris didn’t move. But he didn’t turn away. He stepped forward. The heat coming off Leon’s crotch was staggering. Chris reached out, placing his hand against the giant’s inner thigh, feeling the trembling flesh beneath.

Leon shivered. “More.”

Chris climbed. One foot on Leon’s quad, then onto the vast plane of his groin. Leon laid back in the sand, groaning, hips twitching. Chris reached the massive shaft, now bigger than a truck.

He pressed his body against it. Warm. Pulsing. Alive.

And then, the head above throbbed again. A splash of hot cum hit Chris and soaked him instantly. The virus still lived in it, and even as he wiped it from his face, Chris felt the telltale heat.

His muscles twitched. His arms swelled.

“Shit, Leon!”

Leon looked down, eyes wild. Chris was growing again, fast. His shirt ripped open as his shoulders broadened, legs lengthened. In seconds, he reached 20 feet.

Still tiny compared to Leon, but growing.

Leon moaned louder. “I need you, Chris.”

Chris, panting, cursed under his breath. “Then take me.”

The night was anything but silent.

The stars above the ruined shoreline flickered weakly, barely visible through the fog of dust and rising heat. The sea had pulled away from the coast as if fearful of the chaos unfolding above it. There, standing with his legs planted wide apart like living towers of sinew and flesh, was Leon, his body swollen beyond logic, beyond humanity.

A titan of want and power.

Chris stood at the base of the hill, his gaze dragged upward by the impossible scale of Leon’s form. The giant’s breathing had become ragged, labored. Steam rose off his naked body in waves, sweat dripping in rivulets from his arms, his chest, his swollen nipples and throbbing thighs. His cock stood like a tower of flesh, veined and pulsing, crowned by a fat, leaking head that shimmered in the moonlight.

Chris took a step forward, wiping sweat from his brow. His body was already flushed, reacting to the sheer presence of Leon’s scent. Virile, primal, intoxicating.

“Leon!” He shouted.

Leon’s eyes slowly opened. They glowed an ethereal blue, fogged by heat and lust. His mouth parted, panting as he grunted with restrained power. “Chris...”

That single word struck Chris like a bolt. He hurried forward, ducking beneath a collapsing tree limb Leon had accidentally knocked loose with his last body quake.

“It’s not stopping.” Leon moaned. “The missile… It didn’t fix anything. I’m getting bigger and bigger again. And it wants more.”

His voice trembled with conflict, a man battling the edges of control and surrender.

Chris paused. He could see it now, the subtle tremors in Leon’s abs, the way his thighs flexed involuntarily, his nipples erect and twitching as if every nerve in his colossal body was begging for attention.

“What do you mean it wants more?”

Leon’s response was interrupted by a sudden spasm of growth. His muscles tensed. The ground cracked. He threw his head back with a thunderous roar, and his form expanded again, this time with alarming force.

110 feet. 120. Then 140.

His cock slapped against his abs with a wet thud, leaving a smear of pre-cum the size of a car across his lower chest.

Chris stumbled back, shielding himself from a gust of wind caused by Leon’s expanding torso. But something strange was happening. His own body started to twitch.

He looked down at his hands. They trembled. His biceps, already straining from the earlier growth spurt, pumped.

“Shit... Not again...” Chris muttered. But it was already too late.

He groaned, doubling over as a wave of heat washed through him. His thighs thickened, pants tearing down the sides. His pecs pushed forward, breaking free from his tactical vest. A new layer of muscle rippled beneath his skin like molten iron taking form.

“Leon, your... Cum... It’s reacting with me again!”

Leon chuckled, still panting. “No one told you to touch it.”

Chris stood upright. Now 25 feet tall. Then 30. Climbing.

“You’re... A bastard.” He groaned, tearing away the last scraps of clothing. His cock was swollen and dripping, swinging between legs that widened with every step. Soon, he was up to Leon’s hips, small only by comparison.

Leon looked down, eyes filled with desperate hunger.

“I said I need you,” he said. “And I need you right now.”

Chris leapt up, using Leon’s thigh as a ledge. He scaled the giant with the ease of a man climbing a mountain, gripping thick slabs of muscle, feeling the heat roll off Leon in waves. He climbed onto the massive chest and nestled against one of Leon’s pecs, so firm it felt like a sculpture brought to life.

He inhaled deeply. The scent was maddening, pure alpha, masculine, fermented musk soaked into the giant’s pores.

Leon groaned, shifting slightly, causing a quake that knocked trees into the sea. “Touch me, Chris... Anywhere. Please.”

Chris obeyed.

He ran his hand into the deep cavern of Leon’s armpit, buried in sweat-soaked hair, and pressed his face to the heated skin. The reaction was immediate. Leon’s cock flexed, lifting toward the stars, dripping gobs of pre-cum that rained down on the jungle below like erotic artillery.

Then Chris moved lower.

He crawled down Leon’s abdomen, pausing to plant wet kisses between the abs, tracing veins with his tongue. Leon shivered, moaned, and each noise echoed like thunder.

Chris finally reached the base of Leon’s cock. It was throbbing with need.

“Ready for this?” Chris asked.

Leon, voice hoarse, answered. “You better be.”

Chris climbed the shaft, holding onto veins like ropes. The cock pulsed under him, alive, powerful. He licked the skin, sucked on a bead of pre-cum the size of a wine bottle. Then he wrapped his entire body around the head, grinding against it, fucking it with every muscle.

Leon’s roar shattered a nearby cliff.

He collapsed onto his back, taking Chris with him.

The tremor of his fall sent a shockwave inland. Waves rose along the coast. Animals fled. The earth groaned beneath the weight of this godlike form.

Chris, now nearly 60 feet tall himself from the viral surge, climbed back atop Leon’s body, this time straddling one of his pecs. He grinded against it, both of them now caught in a loop of heat, scent, touch, and hunger.

“You feel that?” Chris whispered, his teeth gritted. “You’re not alone. We’re in this together.”

Leon reached out and grabbed Chris with surprising gentleness, despite his size. He brought him to his lips and kissed him, open-mouthed, desperate, devouring.

Then, with one final, earth-shattering groan, both men reached their limits.

Leon came.

The eruption shot into the sky like a geyser of white heat, coating the night in clouds of viral release. Entire palm trees were flattened. Buildings in the distance shook.

Chris came a moment later, spilling his seed across Leon’s chest, painting it in ribbons of sticky warmth. He grunted and grew even bigger.

They collapsed together.

Moments, or maybe hours, passed.

The sea returned to shore. The stars flickered again. Chris, back to a more manageable 12 feet, lay on Leon’s broad pectoral, rising and falling with his breath.

“Are you okay?” Chris asked quietly.

Leon didn’t answer at first. Then, softly, he said, “I think... I’m stabilizing. I don’t feel the swelling anymore. It’s like... I reached my limit.”

Chris smiled. “Yeah? You done breaking physics for tonight?”

Leon chuckled, shaking the beach. “No promises.”

Their fingers met. Small to massive. But it felt right.

Dawn arrived, but it brought no calm.

The sky above was painted in bruised colors: deep purples, molten reds, clouds heavy with tension. Below it, scattered along the coastline and embedded in half-collapsed terrain, the aftermath of the night’s tectonic lust still steamed. Water puddled in craters made by giant footprints. Entire patches of forest lay flattened under the sheer weight of indulgence.

Leon stirred. The titan’s form had settled into a semi-reclined position, propped against the remains of a cliffside. His colossal chest, smeared with drying cum and still glistening with sweat, rose and fell slowly. He exhaled a low groan, thick with satisfaction and a lingering ache. His cock, softening yet still monstrous, twitched faintly, dribbling the last remnants of the previous night’s excess.

Resting atop his pectoral plateau, Chris stretched like a lion waking from hibernation. He was still very large, but compared to the mountain of flesh beneath him, he felt compact, manageable. Chris wiped a streak of dried sweat from his brow, then turned to glance toward Leon’s face.

“You awake, big guy?”

Leon grunted. His eyelids fluttered open. The whites were still faintly glowing, the blue irises stormy and unfocused.

“Barely...” He rasped. “You wore me out.”

Chris smirked. “You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

“Didn’t say it was.”

For a few moments, they simply breathed. Chris lay across Leon’s chest like a blanket, soaking in the heat radiating from that furnace of a body. The scent of testosterone was thick in the air. Musky, primal, sweet and heady. Chris licked his lips.

But Leon’s body twitched.

“Wait…” Chris said, propping himself up. “You’re not… Swelling again, are you?”

Leon frowned. “No. I don’t think so. But... Something feels off.”

Suddenly, his muscles rippled. Not with growth, but with something else. A low rumble sounded from within his core, not from hunger, but desire. His pecs tensed. His neck thickened slightly. His cock stirred again.

Chris was instantly alert. “You okay?”

Leon’s answer was a slow inhale. Then, he grinned. “You’re gonna want to move, Redfield.”

Chris leapt to his feet as Leon jerked upright. A quake rippled through the ground as his bubble ass flexed, rising to support his titanic frame. His cock, already semi-hard, inflated, like a beast awakening, thickening with renewed intensity.

“Holy shit.” Chris muttered. “It’s morning wood on a god-tier level.”

Leon laughed, a thunderous, masculine boom. “Can’t help it. You were grinding against me all night.”

Chris looked up at the thick rod looming in front of him. “And what do you expect me to do about it, huh? I’m fun-sized again compared to you.”

Leon raised an eyebrow. Then, slowly, sensually, he leaned forward and lowered himself to all fours. The massive arms flexed as he brought his face closer to Chris’s level, breath gusting out in warm waves.

“You think I can’t feel your own cock twitching from here?” He growled.

Chris flushed. Caught.

Without another word, Leon extended his hand, each finger thick as a tree trunk, and gently scooped Chris up. The gentleness contrasted wildly with the raw power beneath it. Chris didn’t resist. He wanted this.

Leon brought him close to his face, his tongue sliding slowly over his lips.

“You’re gonna service me. And I’m going to enjoy every second of it.”

Chris moaned. “Then put me to work, giant boy.”

Leon placed Chris on his shoulder, then slid his fingers down to his shaft, positioning Chris directly in front of the twitching head.

The scent alone nearly made Chris climax. Warm, salty, thick with pheromones.

Chris didn’t hesitate. He leaned forward, licking the sensitive slit. Leon shuddered, hips twitching slightly. Encouraged, Chris used both arms to hug the bulbous head, grinding his hard cock against it as he kissed, licked, and humped.

Leon’s voice became a constant hum of guttural groans. Every time Chris bit into the skin, Leon’s cock twitched violently.

“Fuck, yes... Don’t stop.”

Chris escalated. He licked trails along the thick veins, traced the ridge with his tongue, even buried his face in the pre-cum-soaked crevice at the top.

Suddenly, Leon’s body tensed. “Wait... Oh shit...”

Chris barely had time to brace himself before the first blast hit.

Cum erupted from Leon’s cock like a geyser, launching into the sky, raining down in arcs that painted the forest in thick, sticky white. The blast drenched Chris entirely, knocking him back but leaving him clinging to the throbbing shaft.

Leon collapsed backward again, panting.

But Chris wasn’t done.

He pulled himself up, his muscles already swelling. The viral semen was doing its job again.

“Oh fuck...” Chris moaned as his thighs stretched, arms bulging.

Leon watched, dazed, as Chris began to grow again. 20 feet… 30… 45…

Their sizes began to align once more.

Chris flexed. His pecs jiggled with the motion, his ass tightening like sculpted marble. He was horny. Hungry. And now, finally able to go toe-to-toe.

He climbed up Leon’s body, straddling his abs.

“My turn.”

Leon’s cock twitched in anticipation. Chris lowered himself against the giant chest and started grinding, moaning openly, letting his balls slap down with weight.

The smell, the sweat, the body heat... Everything was intoxicating.

Then, Chris pushed himself higher, burying his face once again in Leon’s armpit, licking the soaked hairs and inhaling deeply. The warmth, the musk, it made him dizzy with lust.

Leon could barely hold back. His cock stiffened violently.

But Chris climbed up more, cupping the sides of Leon’s head.

“Kiss me again. Harder.”

Leon obliged. Their mouths met in a clash of tongue and teeth. Wet, messy, primal. Chris bit Leon’s lip and Leon growled with pleasure.

Then Chris pulled back, lowering himself again.

He wanted more. He needed more.

He positioned his dick between Leon’s pecs, and he began to fuck them.

Leon moaned loudly, flexing his chest muscles around Chris’s cock, squeezing tight. Chris gasped, his hands clenching against Leon’s nipples for leverage. They were hard and sensitive. Leon winced in ecstasy.

The friction built. The sweat made everything slick. Chris pumped, fast and rough, while Leon simply let himself be used.

“That’s it...” Leon whispered. “Use me. I’m all yours.”

Chris didn’t stop until he came hard. His cum sprayed across Leon’s chest, thick ropes dripping down into the cleft between those mountainous pecs.

He collapsed between them, panting, trembling.

But Leon wasn’t done, not yet. He rolled over, pinning Chris gently beneath him.

“Now it’s my turn again.”

Chris gasped. “What do you mean?”

Leon grinned. And then he began to grow. Again.

The missile hadn’t worked. The stabilization was temporary. But now, the growth came with a twist, it spread. Chris, still slippery and sensitive, felt himself expanding along with Leon. Their bodies pushed against the mountainside, overtaking the coastline again, until trees were no bigger than ferns and the earth cracked beneath them.

Two gods of flesh. Muscle. Heat. Lust.

The cycle wasn’t done.

(More to come)

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