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The Boys 001 - Inequality
🕑 Added 2025-03-10 03:36:11 +0000 UTCThe city stood in stunned silence. Thousands of tiny people, no taller than the toes of the newly grown teens, stared up in a mixture of terror, awe, and disbelief. Cars were crushed under their massive feet, roads had split apart under their sudden weight, and glass from shattered windows glittered like dust beneath them. Yet, the towering young men paid little attention to the chaos at their feet. They were too preoccupied with something far more pressing. Three newly-minted giants stood side by side, their bare bodies basking in the sunlight, all turned toward each other.
Ethan, the muscular one on the left, always had confidence in his body. He had worked hard to sculpt his physique into perfection, the kind that made heads turn in the gym. His thick, well-proportioned muscles were something he took great pride in. And up until five minutes ago, he had also taken pride in the sheer size of the meat that hung between his legs. Even now, it swayed heavily as he shifted his weight, its girth undeniably impressive.
But that was before he had a basis for comparison. His sharp brown eyes darted toward the others, and his confident smirk faltered. Next to him stood Noah, the more delicate and slender of the three. His body was built differently - lean, toned, but with a natural softness that gave him a slightly androgynous look. His mop of dark hair fell into his eyes as he looked downward, his face already flushed. He wasn’t small, not by any normal standard, but standing next to Ethan, he already felt slightly overshadowed. And then there was —
Noah swallowed hard.
Leo.
Leo, the tallest of them all, had always thought of himself as just another guy. He never really paid much attention to the locker room glances or the whispered comments. He figured he was normal. Maybe a bit on the bigger side.
He was wrong.
The shlong that hung between his long, slender legs was something that defied all expectation. Even in its completely relaxed, idle state, it was colossal. An absurd, heavy, sloping weight that hung so low it nearly reached his knees. Ethan’s impressive length, Noah’s respectable size - neither even came close.
Leo blinked, stunned. He had never realized.
“…Holy shit.” Noah was the first to break the silence. His voice was barely more than a whisper, but the sheer weight of the statement made both Ethan and Leo turn their heads toward him. Ethan huffed, crossing his arms, attempting to reclaim some of his pride. “Alright, alright. No need to get dramatic.” “Dramatic?!” - Noah’s voice cracked. “Ethan, look at him! Look at that!” His hand gestured wildly at Leo’s unbelievable size. Leo scratched the back of his head, his face slightly red. “Uh… yeah, I don’t know what to say.” He glanced down at himself again, as if he still couldn’t believe it was real. “I mean, I always thought I was pretty normal.” “Leo,” Ethan said flatly. “That is not normal. That is a weapon of mass destruction.” “I’m not trying to make it weird, okay?” - Leo murmured, still nervously glancing between them. But it was obvious that the tension was building. The air crackled with unspoken awareness. The tiny people below, their fragile lives so insignificant beneath the giants’ towering forms, seemed to add to the weight of the moment. Leo, however, felt something else stir within him - a primal, intoxicating awareness of his own size and power. He could see the way Ethan’s confidence had dropped and how Noah was staring at him with a mix of awe and envy. The realization hit him hard: He was the dominant one now. “I didn’t think… I didn’t realize,” Leo whispered, almost to himself, as he glanced downward at the city beneath him, realizing just how small everything was. “This is insane.” His voice cracked, a deep, dark resonance that only seemed to increase the tension in the air. Noah’s breath hitched as he glanced from Leo to Ethan. His own feelings were a confusing mix of arousal and frustration. He couldn’t deny the jealousy that was growing in his chest as he stared at the gargantuan weight Leo carried, but it wasn’t just envy—there was something else, something deeper, stirring beneath the surface. “Oh my god,” Noah whispered, his voice low and strained. “What do you even do with that?” Ethan grinned despite himself. The smirk on his face was one of both annoyance and reluctant admiration. “I don’t know, man. But I sure as hell wouldn’t want to be the guy who has to follow that.” He gestured with his hand, signaling Leo’s monstrous size. For a moment, they were all silent, the realization of their transformation settling in. But Leo could feel the weight of their thoughts—how they admired him, envied him, even feared him. And all the while, the city beneath their feet trembled. Noah groaned, rubbing his face. “How is that even fair?” Ethan, trying to salvage his own ego, smirked and flexed his biceps. “Well, maybe his one asset is bigger, but let’s not forget who’s the total package here.” Noah shot him a look. “Ethan, no offense, but you could bench press a building right now and I still wouldn’t be looking at your muscles.” Leo chuckled nervously. “Uh, guys, maybe we should focus on something other than my—” “Leo, we’re standing nakеd in the middle of a city, and you have a third leg between your thighs. This is literally the only thing to focus on right now!”
Meanwhile, at their feet, Ymir, the sorceress who had caused all of this, watched the scene with a wicked smile. She had stripped away their shame, their inhibitions, and their modesty with her spell, and now she was watching the delightful results unfold. She hadn’t just made them huge - she had given them a gift. A moment of discovery. Her piercing blue eyes trailed back up to Leo, watching him struggle with his newfound awareness. The undisputed champion of their trio. A breeze passed through the city, and Leo shivered slightly - though it was very clear which part of him reacted the most.
Ymir grinned. “Oh, boys,” she purred, “You have no idea how much fun this day is about to get.”
Leo couldn’t stop staring.
His own thoughts twisted and tangled as he kept glancing down at Ethan and Noah, then back at himself. His mind raced, trying to grasp the reality of the situation. How? How could they be… so small?
No-no, that wasn’t right. He knew, logically, that neither of them were actually small. Noah, standing to his right, was even a little above average, his length resting against his toned thighs, clearly defined, clearly impressive. And Ethan? Ethan, with his sculpted muscles and confident stance, had the thickness to match his strength. Even relaxed, it swayed with an undeniable presence. But standing next to him, neither looked like they should. They looked… undersized. He stood tall and proud, a subtle smile tugging at his lips as he let the weight of his size, both in muscle and in manhood, sink in. He could feel the eyes of both Noah and Ethan lingering on him, their admiration mixed with frustration and awe. He reveled in it, letting the power of his own body wash over him like a tide. He knew what they were thinking. He could see the way their eyes flickered between their own bodies and his. The realization that they were now just boys next to him. Noah shifted uncomfortably, his own arousal mixed with envy and something darker. He couldn’t stop staring at Leo’s size, wondering what it would be like to have something so massive. He wanted to speak but couldn’t form the words - his thoughts were a mix of admiration and irritation. “How do you even walk around with that?” Noah finally blurted out, his voice strained. “That’s not even fair.”
Leo’s heart pounded in his chest as he studied them, the heat in his blood growing stronger. His throat felt dry. Was it wrong that he felt this sudden, intoxicating power rush through him? He had never thought of himself this way before - never realized that he carried something so monstrous between his thighs. “I don’t know,” Leo murmured, his tone deeper than usual, almost as if the weight of his body was giving him a new voice. “It just... feels right.” His eyes glinted with something dangerous - something that was no longer just curiosity, but a primal awareness of the power he held. Ethan couldn’t suppress a bitter laugh, his frustration boiling under the surface. “Feels right? Jesus, Leo, this is insane.” He tried to regain his composure, but the truth was undeniable. He, the muscular one, felt weak in comparison. It was humiliating. “Alright, alright... whatever, man,” he muttered, his voice low. “I get it. You’re the big guy now.” Leo smirked at him, but the smirk held something more—something that said, I’m the one they’re looking at now. And even Noah, who was caught somewhere between awe and resentment, couldn’t help but glance up at Leo, wondering if he could ever be that big - if he could ever have something so... monumental. Leo looked down at the city beneath him, his overwhelming size reminding him of his dominance over everything. The heat of his body only grew stronger as he soaked in the helpless admiration and quiet jealousy from his friends. They could never be him. And they knew it. And then came the thought - the one that truly made the heat rise within him.
This is still soft.
A shudder ran up his spine. If this was how things stood now, in this idle state… what would happen if - ? His fingers twitched, and he had to force himself to stay still, to keep his breathing even. But something inside him was stirring, something raw and hungry. Noah let out a nervous laugh, rubbing the back of his neck. “Alright, so, um. I don’t know how I never noticed before, but standing next to you, Leo, I feel like a damn action figure.” Leo turned his head, blinking down at him. “You’re not small.” His voice was a little hoarse, a little too deep. Noah’s flush darkened. “Yeah, I know that, but…” His eyes flickered downward again, and his lips parted slightly. “Next to that, I mean, what am I supposed to think?” Ethan gave a low chuckle. “I mean, sure, the guy’s got some ridiculous length, but let’s not forget who here actually has the most solid build.” He flexed his chest slightly, standing taller. “If we’re taking everything into account, I think I still win overall.”
Noah scoffed. “Ethan, no one is looking at your chest right now.”
Leo barely heard them. He was too lost in the tension crackling in the air, in the way their eyes - whether envious, admiring, or just curious - kept glancing at him. A warmth had started to coil in his core, deep and slow, making every breath feel a little heavier.
And then he noticed something else.
They weren’t the only ones feeling this way.
Noah’s posture had shifted slightly, his body language no longer just nervous, but something else entirely. His breath had quickened, his chest rising and falling as though something deep inside him was responding to all of this. Ethan, despite his bravado, had started to shift his weight from one foot to the other, as though trying to adjust to the growing heat in his own body.
And Leo?
Leo swallowed hard.
The heat was spreading, his pulse thrumming, something between exhilaration and something far more dangerous flooding through him. He wasn’t just noticing his own size now - he was feeling it. Sensing the sheer, overwhelming presence of his own body in a way he never had before.
The sorceress Ymir, watching from her perch nearby, licked her lips. Oh, she thought with delight. It’s starting.
The realization settled in like a slow-burning fire, spreading through the towering young men as they stood amidst the ruined street. The distant screams of tiny people, the fractured roads beneath their feet, the sheer weight of their bodies pressing into the earth - it all coiled together into something primal. Something raw.
Leo, still staring at himself in disbelief, felt the first wave of it. A deep, intoxicating awareness of his own size, his own power. The way his muscles tensed with effortless might, the way every movement he made sent tremors through the city. He swallowed hard. Something inside him stirred, something that had been lying dormant all his life, only to awaken now in full force.
Beside him, Ethan rolled his shoulders, flexing again, but this time… it wasn’t just for show. No, this time he was feeling it - really feeling it. The weight of his own body, the effortless strength in his limbs, the way his very presence dominated everything around him. He smirked, but it wasn’t just a cocky grin. It was instinct. It was dominance.
Noah exhaled shakily, his hands clenching at his sides. Unlike Ethan, who reveled in his strength, and Leo, who was still coming to terms with his sheer magnitude, Noah felt something else entirely. A deep, electric thrill that sent shivers down his spine. It was the attention. The way Ethan kept glancing at Leo in reluctant awe. The way Leo’s breath hitched as he looked at both of them, processing what they had become. The way the tiny people below cowered, unable to comprehend their size. They weren’t just big. They were monstrous. Godlike. And their bodies knew it.
A rush of heat spread through them, deep in their cores, as their instincts sharpened. They were hunters, standing over an entire civilization of helpless, insignificant beings. The power coiled in their limbs, pulsed through their chests, burned in their veins. The mere thought of what they could do - what they were meant to do - sent an intoxicating wave of dominance through their very bones.
Leo inhaled sharply, his pupils dilating. His fingers twitched as he looked down at the city again, realizing just how tiny everything was beneath him. A single step could flatten a street. A shift of his weight could send shockwaves through the land. Ethan chuckled lowly, running a hand through his thick hair. “You feel it too, don’t you?”
Leo turned to him, his breathing heavy. “Yeah…” His voice was deeper now, more resonant, like a storm rolling across the landscape. “I feel it.” Noah’s pulse pounded in his throat. His own instincts screamed at him, urging him to embrace it. To accept what they were.
Ymir grinned wickedly. The spell had done more than just make them massive. It had unlocked their true nature. And now, as they stood there, their towering forms basking in the sunlight, their instincts roared to life like an untamed beast
