“Honey!” your wife on the other end sounded frustrated: “It happened again! My shirt popped open and I cannot get it back on. You need to pick me up at the mall, quick!”
You ended the call and sighed. The problem had been more noticeable lately.
It all started when you and her just got married. Both of you were overjoyed, happy to live your lives together, with a beautiful wedding ceremony as a much-cherished memory.
So much in love and ready to take on the world, and already at your honeymoon there was a few hints. A tight bra there, a snug shoe there. But none of you thought much of it back then.
It was only a few week later, that both of you realized it.
Both of you were growing.
It was like puberty all over again, expect in adulthood. Slowly going up and through your cloth sizes as you lived in the same house ever since your marriage, whcih got smaller each and every year for you.
Yet these days, after many pregnancies and loving family moments, the growth seemed to escalate. Both of you were 7.5 feet tall, you being a bit ahead of your wife Sarah, but still towering figures compared to your children who seemed to have no hope in outgrowing you both, as the height difference pretty much had stayed the same since they were born. Not to mention you both were head and shoulders above the neighboring community and still were rising above them, becoming at least the tallest persons in the local town.
As you sat yourself inside the car, you noticed how crammed it was getting, already a big family vehicle that dwarfed all the other cars on the street, and yet it was getting more difficult to drive in it each month passing.
As you drove off to the mall you thought about your beloved kids that you and Sarah had, your precious sweethearts and darlings. The time interval between the pregnancies had gotten shorter and shorter with each birth, as both of your sexdrives had increased with your endless growth, making your king-sized bed creak louder and louder each time you copulated, you really hoped that your kids hadn’t heard too much of it at night.
It was an urge that didn’t fit well as a father, but you and her horny needs had become too much to ignore sometimes and the fact that your balls and dick had gotten fatter and longer too didn’t help either, you just found it hot that everything was small compared to you and your wife, feeling like mighty rhinos mating in the wilds, being the biggest beasts of the savannah as the rest of the puny animal kingdom watched these majestic and colossal beasts go at it… god.. it was making you hard right now thinking about you and her. Sweaty, big and mature colossals breeding on a broken bed that couldn’t handle your sizes.
You stroked your 5 inch thick and 11 inch long sausage through your pants as you parked the car at the mall’s parking lot, perhaps your wife were in the mood for a sixth child rearing when you got her home, you felt your full balls were certainly up for the task.
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