D☆Rising

by Ziel   

Taking a jump back to a time before Mateo was a racer. An avid racing fan (and an even more avid fan of huge things), Mateo dreams of being a racer on the orbital circuit. His hard work is about to pay off in big ways.

It took every ounce of Mateo’s self-control to sit still. This was it! It was finally happening! He had dreamed of this day for… well… as long as there had been orbital races. As a kid, he had a bed in the shape of a racecar. He dreamed of being a racer, but back then, races tended to be held on a closed roadway out in the countryside, and the pilots—drivers they were called back then—drove around in gas-guzzling four-wheeled deathtraps. By the time he got into high school, nanites were just becoming common, and by the time he graduated, orbital races were in full swing. His college dorm was adorned with images of the colossal cocks of the new breed of racers. The collage of cocks on his wall made it hard for his roommates to tell if he was an avid racer or just really fucking gay, but the truth was… both!

Mateo had suffered through four years of college more for his parents’ sake than his own. He had no need for a degree. All he needed to do was qualify for the races! His daily routine had him spending more time at the gym than the library. He skated by with the bare minimum of effort in his schoolwork. Most of his mental capacity was directed towards studying all the facts and figures of the races that he could! After all, Cs get degrees, and he was far more interested in Ds.

“Ok. We will begin the process shortly. If you have any questions or concerns, now is the time. Once we start, there will be no going back,” The man said. He was clad in surgical scrubs and a facemask that obscured most of his features. He didn’t even have a nametag on. It was only from the tone of his voice that Mateo could recognize him as the head of R&D for the orbital races. The nanites had been this guy’s brainchild, but whether or not he had intended for them to create an entire sport around supersized schlongs was still anyone’s guess. That was a question for his biographer. All Mateo cared about was getting outfitted with his own “hotrod”.

“I’ve never been more ready!” Mateo said excitedly, and it was true. He felt like if he had to delay even another minute, he’d explode!

The researcher shrugged and turned back to face the control console once more. He quickly looked over the readouts, made a few comments to his assistants, and pulled the lever.

Mateo could feel it instantly. There was a warmth coursing through his body. It was like that soothing warmth that hot cocoa made when going down your throat but instead it coursed through his very veins. Soon, the warmth mellowed out and was replaced with a new sensation—a gentle tingle in his cock and balls. This was it!

Mateo stared down at his package in rapt fascination. He didn’t want to miss a moment of this. This was it! His ascension to orbital racer!

As the nanites began their work, Mateo’s cock steadily swelled and grew. His once average member quickly doubled in size. Soon his softy dangled halfway down his thigh, and his hefty nuts hung even lower, but it didn’t stop there. His cock and balls continued to grow and grow and grow.

Mateo ran the numbers in his head as he watched on with manic glee. He had no idea how big he would get, and he didn’t really care. He just wanted to compete! Some of the racers ended up with cocks the size of a motorcycle or a small sedan. Those racers had to be quick and agile to compete in the big leagues, but if that was as large as he got, then Mateo would just have to make it work.

Mateo had actually met one of these racers back in the early days of the sport. The guy was considered “small” by racer standards, but his dick was so huge that he had to be wheeled to the meet and greet on the flatbed of semi. The dude was completely immobilized atop his truck-sized schlong, but he didn’t seem to mind. If anything, he was excited to regale the fans about the thrill of zooming through space mixed with the rush of blasting gallons upon gallons upon hundreds of gallons of hot jizz through the stratosphere while he was soaring through the races.

Mateo had been on the fence when he heard about the procedure to grow cocks to the size that they could serve as an engine for space travel, but upon meeting these racers (and seeing their phenomenal cocks) in person, he was hooked. The image of a cock that was bigger than him was mesmerizing! He went to bed that night and images of sedan sized schlongs filled his brain! The morning after, he had had to discreetly wash his own bedding, but it had all been worth it.

As Mateo lay strapped to the table, he continued to stare on as his cock eclipsed the size of a car. If nothing else, he was big enough to compete! Still… a bit more wouldn’t hurt. After all, his cock already looked so hot…

Mateo’s cock continued to swell. He was quickly moving up to the next weight bracket! These racers had most of the mobility of the little guys but still had enough heft to them to make them a threat in direct collisions. He had once seen a pilot with a cock the size of a freight train completely launch one of the smaller racers spiraling off course. With his trajectory destabilized, the massive, mobile cock was sent spiraling off into the stars. The spray of jizz firing from his enormous cock forming a milky white helix against the black backdrop of space. Mateo remembered watching that the first time it had happened. The audience gasped in shock. Was this allowed? Was the other racer okay? But while the spectators gasped and gawked, Mateo had been fully boned. Imagine having a dick so huge that it could swat a shuttle from the sky like a gnat! Mateo didn’t necessarily relish the idea of being such an aggressive pilot, but at the same time, it must feel so good to be so huge!

But even as he fantasized about his racing career in the next weight class, he was rapidly outgrowing it. His cock and balls now filled the hangar that served as his hospital room. His cock had to be larger than a freight train! It was now reaching a size closer to that of a commercial airliner! Cocks this size were rare indeed!

Mateo could hardly believe it. How lucky could he be! Sizes like this were almost unheard of! Maybe a one in a thousand chance! He couldn’t wait to get out there. Those mid-tier brawlers that he was just fantasizing about now paled in comparison to his own cock. They would be like gnats bouncing off of his cock!

There was some chatter from the researchers, but Mateo couldn’t make out any of it. He was so lost in the excitement of his future and the orgasmic bliss of the growth that he was barely even aware that the large, circular observation platform that the researchers were working on had detached from the lab and was now hovering above him like an olde-timey sci-fi flying saucer!

The walls of the hangar folded open and dropped down into compartments in the ground. While it was rare for anyone to reach this size, it was not impossible. It had happened before, and since then, the league had taken steps to save the structure in case a test subject outgrew the walls. The brilliant sunlight was so jarring after being under intense observation in a dimly lit lab, that Mateo had to wince and cover his eyes until his eyes had time to adjust, but when his eyes did finally adjust, he glanced around and noticed that he was seated atop a cock that loomed over the campus like a mountain!

How huge was he!? He looked around and tried to get a good idea of his size, but he was suspended so high up and was surrounded on all sides by balls and cock. He just couldn’t see his surroundings, but he was easily in the largest weight class. He had outgrown the entire hangar! His cock was now larger than a jumbo jet! In fact, he may now be the largest racer in the league!

A mix of pride and excitement welled up inside him. Had he ever seen a cock so huge? Maybe once, but never up close. He had seen as many races as he could get to, and he had seen the largest cocks the league had to offer. He had seen dicks the size of massive ocean liners, but his might even be larger!

What did that mean for his career as a racer? Was there such a thing as too big? The larger a racer got, the more thrust they generated, but the harder it became to turn. At some point, he’d turn into nothing more than an interplanetary battering ram! He’d be invincible on the straightaways, but he’d never manage the sharp turns of the track!

He worried that his racing career may be over before it started, but even as the worry welled up inside of him, his excitement continued to grow. He was so huge! He was so hot! He wanted more! He wanted to be bigger! Bigger and bigger! There was no limit to his desire! If he couldn’t be a racer, maybe he could be the track itself! Let his own gravity guide the smaller racers to victory! Mateo chuckled softly in spite of himself as an image of massive, cruiser-sized cocks flitting around his dick like gnats filled his mind. How huge would he be at that point, and would it be huge enough?

As Mateo’s mind raced, his cock continued to swell. Suddenly, red flashing warning lights shone forth from the hovering platform that the researchers occupied. Something was strange. Mateo could feel pressure on all sides. His cock was being shoved inwards somehow.

Mateo glanced out around him, and even through the haze of arousal and the flashing red lights, he could make out the shimmering hexagonal panels of the hastily erected forcefield.

He had outgrown the entire campus! His cock now eclipsed a city block! He had seen dicks the size of an ocean liner, but his cock had to be even larger than that! How huge was he? A thousand feet? Two thousand? It was tough to tell since his cock was still swelling, but he was pinned into the perimeter like a sardine in a can!

The hovering platform touched down atop Mateo’s massive nuts. One of the researchers, the same one from before, quickly hurried over to him and quickly muttered something. It sounded urgent, but Mateo was too far gone to listen. He was so huge. It felt so good. He wanted more…

The researcher muttered something to himself and pulled out a small injector. He held the gun-like object to Mateo’s neck and quickly pumped the contents into Mateo’s bloodstream. If the first injection had been pleasantly warm, this one was painfully electric. His entire body seized. His veins sizzled with electricity. The nanites in his body shuddered and sparked. For a second, Mateo worried that this may be it for him, but at least he had died trying to fulfill his dream. However, no sooner had the pain started than it quickly subsided. His muscles ached from exertion and his lungs burned for air, but he felt no worse than he would after an intense session at the gym. The worst sensation was this feeling of emptiness that overtook him.

He had stopped growing. Sure, he was quite possibly the largest pilot in the league now, but he had wanted more. The orgasmic high of his growth still haunted the back of his mind, but… it was all right, wasn’t it? He could still race at this size. He didn’t really want to get bigger, did he? That would be silly, right? What would he even do if he got too large to move even amidst the near zero gravity of space?

These are the arguments that he repeated to himself during the weeks of his recovery. It took the league almost a month to get the equipment ready to launch him into space, and during that time, Mateo became a bit of a landmark around town. His mountainous cock and balls were visible for miles around. Getting him orbital was such a monumental undertaking that the league had had to partner with the government and the space program to get the equipment to send him skyward.

While he waited for his ride to space to be completed, Mateo did the meet and greet with the press and fans. His cock and balls were so massive that he couldn’t even be loaded onto a freight train to do visit other cities. He couldn’t go on the road like some of the smaller competitors, but plenty of fans were more than happy to come to him. As he shook hands and signed autographs as the most talked about new rookie, his excitement to be a racer grew within him once more. As the day of his first race came closer and closer, the joy of finally achieving his childhood dream almost drowned out that dark desire to grow even larger… almost.

In the quiet moments when the press had died down and even the most ardent fans or curious spectators had gone home, Mateo would lay back atop his own mountain-sized sack and stare up at the stars above. Soon, he would take his place up among the stars as another orbital racer… or another heavenly body.

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