"I feel ANOTHER growth spurt coming on!" Micah announces, his chest rising and falling rapidly as his breathing got faster.
You blanched at hearing this news. What? Growth? What? Bigger? Bigger than he was now? Not good...Not good! Your thoughts are a chaotic whirl. Everything seems to spin as you try and make sense of this madness! You're forced to give up for now as Micah lets out a bit of a moan, his smile getting wider. "Ooooh yeah! This feels so sweet!"
Scott and Daniel both stepped back slightly as their youngest brother began to grow again, his head inching up closer and closer to the nine foot ceiling. His boxers were becoming even more strained, but miraculously held out, even with all the pressure being put on them. The button, however, did pop, though nothing could be seen just yet. Micah chuckled as more of his body came into being, his arms stretching out, his legs lengthening, his slightly muscled physique swelling just a bit larger, going from a swimmer's build to a football player's. Daniel whooped and cheered while Scott jumped up shouting, "Go Micah go!" They seemed to be enjoying this just as much as he was!
Micah's head quickly pressed up against the ceiling, cracks radiating out from the point it touched. You ran forward at this point and shouted, "Micah! Sit down! Sit down! You're going to go through the roof!"
Micah grinned down at you and replied, "You think? That would be so cool!"
"Do it! Do it! Do it!" Scott and Daniel chanted, eager to see their brother destroy their house.
"No! Please! Your parents will kill me! Just...sit down!"
Micah rolled his eyes but, whether it was out of some vestige of respect you still wielded thanks to your age or because you just liked you and didn't want to see you get in trouble, sat down. His growth wasn't done however. He playfully stretched his feet out in front of him, his big feet growing towards he, his head continuing its trip up to the ceiling while his arms encroached on Daniel and Scott. With a smile on his face he reached up and pressed his palms against his brother's chests, able to cover the entire area easily. His brothers gripped the giant fingers pressed against them and started to wrestle, a game Micah always lost before, but was now finding it effortlessly easy to compete. You continued to back slowly away until, finally, Micah's growth came to an end, his head nearly pressed up against the ceiling again. He shifted uncomfortably, shaking the whole house, his right hip crushing the recliner without him realizing it. "Man...these boxers are way too tight now!"
Without a second thought, he tore them off his body, tossing them aside. "Ah~ Much better!"
You gulped and immediately trained your eyes on the floor. It was no big deal for the triplets. They had seen each other naked hundreds of times over their lives. But you didn't feel comfortable in the slightest staring at his exposed crotch. Micah snickered at this and said, "What's wrong Justin? Afraid you're going to like what you see?"
You immediately snap your head back up, glaring at Micah. "No way! It's just gross seeing you naked!"
Micah bounced his pecs, first one, then the other, and said, "Heh, yeah right! Like any part of this is gross!" He flexed his biceps next, each muscle clearly bigger than yours, even if you had been on equal footing. Talk about unfair!
"Forget Justin, Micah!" Daniel said, patting his brother on the side. "Just enjoy being the biggest!"
Scott stretched and put his arms behind his head. "Yeah! Enjoy it while it lasts!"
Micah's grin quickly faded as he said, "Aw...are you guys feeling tingly already?"
"Yup!" The answer came from both sides.
Oh crap...
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