As August laughed he began to inch up in size. His pure black eyes looked ever glossy as he looked down at his brothers.
“I’ll bet you fools wish you had this power.” He said egotistically. As August’s head bumped the 10 foot ceiling his laughing deepened and pinned you under his massive growing boot. He wasn’t intent on hurting you...yet he just wanted to keep you there.
“Look at my big bro....always telling me what to do. Well, there won’t be much of that going on anymore...from now on this is MY world - and we go by my rules.
You were starting to have trouble breathing. Your brother’s boot was really heavy and you could feel it getting heavier - preventing you from moving. “Aug - buddy *cough* maybe lighten up on the press *cough* pressure here?” You managed to get out; but still he pressed harder on you as he got bigger. He had to sit down as he was too big for the room and even sitting was bumping his head on the ceiling. For now it seemed he had leveled his growth off.
Damien for his part learned quickly from your torment or was just that evil. He ran up to August and hugged his arm. Confused, August grabbed Damien in one hand and brought him up to his face. “What do you want runt?”
Damien was scared but still knew what he was doing. “I want to be with you.” He said sheepishly. August studied Damien considering his request. Clearly Damien lover the new August. That could prove useful. For now August would see how this played out and placed Damien lovingly on his shoulder.
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