Mercifully Kyle’s growth stopped at 7’ 2”. He looked like the statue of Greek God made flesh, with large, muscular arms and a broad, absolutely rippling chest. Instead he was significantly more massive. Still not noticing the changes, Kyle started to embrace the warm sensation, mistaking it for the rush of power and domination. Worried you see his manhood slowly swell, surprised and even some lustful yells prove that you’re not the only person noticing it.
“Listen midget, first I’ll strip you of your toy than I’ll rough you up! How does that sound to you?” Kyle hissed malignly. Your lack of oxygen due to Kyle’s choking grasp started to take its toll. Seeing black dots swirling around, obstructing your vision, the sounds around you increasingly faded. Without waiting for an answer Kyle crushed the front of the water gun with his enormous right hand. Carelessly he threw the remains into the pool. Finally the worried Tara found the courage to step forward.
“Kyle! It is enough! Release him, don’t be a jerk!” Vigorously Tara intervened and grabbed the giants right hand.
“We want to have fun! Don’t spoil it, it’s my birthday and I want a relaxed and funny in the pool with my friends! Now beatings, no brawls and we have already more pressing matters to attend to! Just look at…!”
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