Chris called me at work late that afternoon. “Pete and the gang are getting together in Rogers Park later tonight, just to hang out and have a few beers. He wants us to join them. And he says that he has an…opportunity for all of us. What do you say?”
“I don’t know”, I replied.
“Look, Jon” said Chris. “It’s a Friday night. We can go, hang out, listen to what Pete has to say, and leave. You can stay at my place this weekend”
“Well….ok”, I said. Chris and I had been dating for almost 2 months now. Chris is 43, about 6’, 230lbs. Big…but muscle. Played football in college. He works out regularly. Me? I’m 45, 5’8, 170lbs. I workout, but not as intense as Chris. Chris is a great guy, smart, caring, a wonderful sense of humor. We met on a gay personals website. We then met and it was an instant attraction. Oh, man…I’m falling for him. Big time.
“Fine”, Chris told me. ”I’ll pick you up at 9. See you later, honey”. Chris hung up. I finished work and headed for home.
At 9, Chris picked me up and we arrived at Rogers Park, pulling into a parking lot with a small pavilion nearby. Rogers Park is outside the city limits, but a huge park. Standing around a picnic table by the pavilion were 6 guys…Pete and his boyfriend, Brad and two other couples…Dave and his boyfriend James and Bill and his boyfriend, Tom. I’d met all of them before…as friends of Chris. Nice, friendly guys.
Chris and I got out of the car and walked over to the others. On the picnic table was a closed shoebox and a bottle with a bluish colored liquid inside. Also on the table was a cooler full of beer. Chris and I grabbed a beer each and said hi to everyone. Chris and I stood near the table, Chris behind me with his arms around me. Pete got up to speak.
“You know the project I’ve been working on, don’t you? The synthesized growth hormone?” Pete worked for a research lab. He was in charge of a group trying to create a growth hormone for undersized children. Pete and his group had been working on the project for over a year now.
Pete went on. “On my own, I stumbled on a formula that vastly exceeds our planning and expectations. A formula that will increase mass to several times its size. Both height and size. A RAPID increase in growth. What’s more, I’ve developed it in serum form. And what’s further more, I’ve tested it…and it works.
There was silence. We didn’t dare look at each other. We liked Pete and respected him. But this…this was a bit hard to believe. To say the least.
“I know…I understand. But let me show you”. Pete pulled out from his pocket an eye dropper And then, opening the bottle with the bluish liquid, extracted a tiny amount of the liquid into the eye dropper. Pete then opened the shoebox…revealing a small white mouse. Pete picked up the mouse, and squeezed all of the liquid in the eye dropper into the mouse’s mouth. Pete then put the mouse onto the table.
Nothing seemed to happen for a few seconds. And then….the mouse simply grew in size. The growth was rapid. In just 30 seconds, the mouse was roughly 10 times its size.
Pete smiled. “You saw for yourselves. The serum works. I’ve deleted the formula from the hard drive of my computer. All traces of it have been destroyed. Except what you see in front of you. No one else knows about this. What you see is the very last….the only….serum left. And…I want each of us to take it. Hey…we DO have something in common, you know.
Pete was referring to one night a few weeks ago when we had all gotten together. Pete’s partner, Brad, mentioned that he was a macrophile…that he was attracted to giants. Fantasized about them…about guys wanting to grow to gigantic size. I, too, was into macro. The 8 of us had a lively discussion….we all agreed it was hot. Chris and I, in fact, have had some hot sex involving macro role play and fantasy.
Pete went on. “We all agreed that giants are hot. Well….now I’m offering us…all of us…a chance to BECOME giants. I’ll give us a few minutes to talk it over and decide. If any of you declines…I’ll understand. But it won’t be the same. Brad and I are going ahead with it. Just so you know”
Chris and I walked away from the group. “What do you think, honey?” I asked Chris. Chris looked at me and slowly replied, “Don’t you ever get tired of being like everyone else? I do. Come on….we’ve fantasized about this. Let’s do it. You and I…giants. Always”
I looked at Chris. My god….what were we about to do? It was mind boggling. But…I didn’t want to lose him. “All right, Chris”. He smiled and we walked over to the guys.
Pete looked at each of us. “Dave?” “Yes” “James?” “Yes” “Bill?” “Yes” “Chris?” “Yes” “Jon?” “Yes”
Pete smiled and taking out 8 paper cups from the cooler, poured equal amounts of the serum into each of the cups. I noticed that a fire had been started in the fireplace in the pavilion.
“I want you to drink the serum and then throw the cup into the fireplace. I don’t want any traces of the serum remaining. Well….to a new beginning”
Pete, Brad, Dave, James, Bill, Tom and Chris reached down and each grabbed a cup, drinking the serum inside. After they were done, one by one, they went into the pavilion and threw their cups into the fire. They then returned to the picnic table.
“Jon…why aren’t you drinking the serum?”, Chris asked me.
Before I could answer, Brad said “Oh…oh. I feel this sudden…warmth…all through me”
Before Brad could say anything else…he started growing. Just as the mouse did. Brad’s clothes rapidly became smaller…his shirt ripping open as his arms and chest swelled in size. His legs ripping out of his jeans His feet bursting out of his running shoes. He was soon naked, growing larger…larger. The growth was almost instantaneous. In about 45 seconds, Brad stopped growing. He was, by my estimate, roughly 60 feet tall. Brad looked down…looked at himself. “OH, FUCK”, Brad’s voice boomed.
I watched as the process occurred to Pete, Dave, James, Bill, Tom…Chris. My Chris. I watched…I heard the clothes ripping from their bodies. I watched as they were transformed into giants.
“JON, WHAT’S THE MATTER WITH YOU?”, Bill asked as he looked down at me. I was standing in a circle, around and below them, at their feet. I was standing in front of Bill’s right foot, in fact, my heart pounding. I was going through a lot of emotions at that moment…no least of which the DESIRE…the incredible sexual desire I was going feeling, looking up at those…gods. I looked up at Chris…60 feet tall. Oh my god…he was so fucking hot.
Chris looked at Pete. “GUYS, LET ME TALK TO JON ALONE, OK?” Chris bent down, closed his right hand around me, and picked me up off the ground. I looked at him as he lifted me up…his magnificent new size. He held me at chest level…me looking at nipples seemingly the size of manhole covers. Chris stepped over the road by the parking lot, and with just a couple of steps, went over to the area of the park on the other side.
“JON”, Chris asked, looking at me. “WHAT’S WRONG? YOU SAID YOU’D DO IT”
“This changes everything, Chris” I practically had to yell because of my small to him voice. “Nothing will be the same. My job…my family….life itself. What happens now?”
“WE HAPPEN NOW, JON”, Chris replied. “I LOVE YOU, JON”. Tears started to well up in Chris’s eyes. “YOU’RE THE BEST THING TO EVER HAPPEN TO ME. YOUR JOB…ALL THE OTHER STUFF IN YOUR LIFE…SO WHAT? YOUR FAMILY…THEY’LL DEAL WITH IT. I WANT YOU WITH ME. I’M GOING TO PUT YOU DOWN BY THE TABLE. I WANT YOU TO TAKE THE SERUM. BE WITH ME, HONEY. IF YOU DON’T…GET MY KEYS, GET IN MY CAR…FUCK, I WON’T NEED MY CAR NOW, ANYWAY…AND GET OUT OF MY LIFE….FOREVER”
I was shocked at the vehemence of his final words. But he was right. We could deal with the rest of it. I didn’t….I didn’t want to lose him.
“Yes…Yes, Chris”, I replied, as Chris, smiling, went back to the pavilion area. As he gently set me down next to the table, I reached over, grabbed the last cup of the serum, swallowed it, then ran in the pavilion and threw the cup into the fire.
I stood between Chris’ feet, waiting for something to happen. And then…that incredible, all invasive warmth that Brad described…I felt it myself. In every pore, every cell of me. And then…my clothes started getting very tight. I looked down as my feet grew out of the sandals I was wearing. Oh, fuck…it was happening.
“YEAH BABY…THAT’S IT…GROW”, Chris yelled out as he watched me growing in size. I felt as if I was inside a speeding elevator, my mass expanding. At Chris’ navel, I looked down. The ground was receding, getting smaller. Unbelievable. And yet…it was actually happening.
My growth finally stopped. I was looking into Chris’s eyes. I was a giant.
“I LOVE YOU”, Chris said as he put his arms around me and kissed me, a long, slow, sexy kiss. I was getting hard. Oh, how I wanted him. My giant.
We pulled away…I looked down, seeing Chris’s car parked in the parking lot. I bent down and, grabbing it in my right hand, picked it off the ground and held it in front of me. “HOLY SHIT”, I said, marveling. What I fantasized about….those macro fantasies…had become reality.
“GIVE THAT TO ME, BIG GUY”, Chris said to me, indicating his car. I handed it to him, and wrapping his hand around the sides of his car, effortlessly crushed the sides of his car together.
“I HAVE NO USE FOR THAT, NOW”, Chris laughed as he put the car on the ground.
I looked around and saw that the other guys…my giant friends, now….had paired off and were locked in various embraces of passion, desire…love.
Chris noticed the hard-on I had…and I noticed the hard-on he had. Chris squatted down and settled on the ground, the ground seeming to tremble a bit as he did. We must weigh tons now, I thought. Chris’s legs covered the road and extended into the next section of the park. He held his hands out, and as I grasped them, he lowered me onto the ground, again the ground trembling a bit. I stretched my legs out as Chris did and smiled at Chris. Putting my hand on the side of his face, I kissed Chris, deeply, as he did earlier. “I LOVE YOU, CHRIS”. I finally said the words he had said to me. I was never happier in my life than I was at that moment.
“WE’LL MAKE OURSELVES KNOWN TO THE REST OF THE WORLD TOMORROW”, Chris said. “PEOPLE HAD BETTER GET USED TO SEEING GIANTS IN THEIR MIDST. OF COURSE, THEY HAVE NO CHOICE, NOW DO THEY? BUT TONIGHT….WE’VE NEVER MADE LOVE UNDER THE STARS, YOU KNOW THAT…MY GIANT?”
Chris leaned over, for another long kiss, my lips meeting his. Oh, yes…this is going to be quite an experience. QUITE an experience.