Miguel’s cell was already pretty crowded with four other boys with similar backgrounds, all wearing clothes too big for them and who were very displeased with the situation they were in too. These young, frustrated Mexican boys made great opportunity for inciting an escape and Miguel knew exactly how.
He told them about the herb, telling them the stories he had heard back home, and how it was going to turn them into true giants, exciting the boys who loved the prospect of becoming larger, especially when Miguel told them how large their cocks would grow as well.
The boys made similar request to their meals like Miguel, and soon their dinner was delivered. They ate every single last bit of it, licking their plates clean, all hyped up for what was about to happen.
A unison choir of rumbling, digesting stomachs was heard through out the cell, making the boys rub their growling bellies as they felt a pleasant sensation take place in their bodies.
It didn’t take long before they noticed and felt their own and saw each other’s expansion, the boys’ bodies suddenly experiencing huge growth spurts, making the small boys slowly but steadily gain size. Their otherwise loose clothes became snug, as they grew a foot in height, their limbs stretching and lengthening, exposing midriffs all around as the boys were in awe and marveled, jumping up and down in their tight clothes and spoke with excited voices.
But one area caught their attention the most: their groin. Their modest, boyish cocks had been growing heavily too, just like Miguel had promised, gifting them inch after inch to their Mexican dicks and adding once after once to their walnut balls, filling their pouches, making the crotch area of their shorts feel so tight and compressed as the boys' cocks began bulging their flies and zippers apart.
It felt fucking awesome, and some of the boys had to whip them out to see their boyhood growing, as their clothes kept on getting tighter and themselves taller, enamored by their growing genitals, prospering and flourishing between their slender legs, reaching a size that only hung porn stars possessed. The shrinking cell turning into a sausage fest, as the place got even more cramped and the boys became even closer to each other.
Later at supper time, a guardsman came around to deliver the next meal to the mexican kids, but was stopped in his tracks as she saw the shocking result of their growth spurts.
The previous, small, 5 feet, Hispanic boys he had left had now gotten roughly 7 feet tall, almost taller than the guardsman, hanging around the cell door, mean eyeing the guardsman, leaning against it in way too small clothes, their bronze, flat stomachs completely exposed as their sleeveless T-shirts hardly even covered their nipples anymore, but looked like really small crop tops that could break off at any moment. Their shoes were completely ruined, as enormous, cinnamon-colored feet with pearly-white toenails had ripped them completely open so only the top of their shoes still hung around their ankeles covering a bit of the foot’s top, showing just how huge their feet had increased in size.
But then there was the most worrisome part of their all: their shorts. The giant boys already looked threatening enough as it was but seeing how big their dicks had grown was even more frightening. They looked completely misplaced on such slim, brown body frames, and their shorts could hardly hold them, looking more like hammocks as the base of their dicks were all exposed as their package pushed the remaining fabric to the limit, their Mexican balls bloating out from any opening beneath. They looked to be 15 inches flaccid and some of the boys were stroking them lightly across their surface while smiling deviously at the guardsman.
“The fuck are you starring at, hand over the food!” Miguel shouted really threatening, breaking the guardsman state of shock, who disoriented and confused gave them the plates.
As the boys took them, Miguel grabbed the guardsman through the bars, so both of their faces were pressed up against the cell door.
“Listen!” Miguel snarled, staring at the terrified man with his coal dark pupiled eyes: “We’re growing boys who need more food to grow. How about you bring us a crate of those herbs, and I might not crush you beneath my giant feet once I get really, REALLY big.”
The pale guardsman nodded frantically and ran out after Miguel released his grip on him.
They then began eating, laughing as they felt their bodies expanding again, their remaining clothes snapping off as the cell got stuffed with five naked, giant, Mexican boys with gigantic, expanding dicks . With the air so heavy with teenage musk already, they began jerking and stroking their donkey cocks as they kept getting larger and bigger, filling up the cell, pressing against each other, biting their lower lips and rubbing their nipples as they began heaping on to each other for space, a tangled mess of arms, feet, legs and cocks as they grew and grew, pleasuring themselves, pushing against the walls which soon bend and groaned from the increasing weight.
The cell then exploded from the pressure, sending the boys flying out from their containment, some ending up in adjacent cells, others in the hallway.
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