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Macro March 2024 Prompts
🕑 Added 2024-03-31 21:18:00 +0000 UTC(Got in under the wire.
Sorry for taking so long, I just started a new job, then left it for a different new job. So had to adjust my schedule a few times. But things have stabilised and can now give you the drabbles. On Wednesday the full prompt will be delivered. )
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Diary of a Wide Cub (Macro/Weight Gain/Hair Growth/Personality Shift/Slice-of-Life)
“I want to be big and confident.”
Those were the words that many colleagues of Carl SanDiego heard from their friend whenever he talked about his goals for the year. The 25-year-old man had been an active member in the city’s local leather community, often answered by the nickname ‘The Cub’ by others.
“He was always looking to get bigger and hairier, always keeping a journal for his goals,” A member of the group who knew Carl, only referred to as ‘Big Papa’, told this reporter. “It was cute when the submissive cub talked about being the biggest. Well, guess he is now.”
Many in the Queer club scene have commented how over the weeks, they had come to witness Mr. SanDiego going through a prolonged growth spurt. His fairly chubby body grew larger and larger as he attended events. Many of his partners commented how the man would eat and drink more each time, making a show of his larger form.
“I mean, it was kinda hot the first time he made his leather vest tear,” A former partner mentioned. “Even breaking the bed was exciting. But when he was breaking doorways and even side-checking trucks, it was the first time I had to say a guy was too big.”
This leads us to know where Carl SanDiego took up a significant portion of the city’s parkland. The giant of a man’s hairy body crushing trees under him as a private company helped to keep the local giant fed and clothed, albeit he now wears not but a speedo with a graphic ‘M’ across the front.
When Carl had been questioned on if he would stop growing, the giant raised an arm in a flex, smiling down at reporters before loudly proclaiming.
“Why stop when I can be the real biggest? Besides, gotta show the world who has the biggest Apples,”
Giving the audience he had amassed a wink, the giant Carl moaned before seeming to go through another growth spurt.
Authorities have continued to keep an eye on the situation, even as local bear groups have organised meetings and ‘events’ centred around Mr SanDiego. They have asked to remind readers that the shower event has enough volunteers, though they will not turn away any more who come on the day.
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Feasting to the Fair Part 8 (Size Differences/Macro/Muscle/Weight Gain)
“Of course the formula didn’t work on the men, you were told that it would only affect plant growth,” Greg said, stepping out of his truck with a phone held to his ear before walking towards the lone farmhouse, “If you want to grow men, then speak with M.A.S.S. Inc, otherwise we’re done here.”
Cutting the call with a press of a button, the young Greg let out an exhausted sigh before rubbing his face. Since the world had found out about the scientist’s miracle growth serum, not to mention the giant men that took up the farm space, Greg had gone through a whirlwind of issues, not the least being legality as somehow the FDA, EU and even Macrophiles had piled on to try and get the formulae Greg had perfected.
M.A.S.S. Inc had been a Godsend, more than helping out with keeping the big sharks at bay. Handing over the formulae for giant men to them had initially been a risk, but with the revenue from their sales helping to keep Jon and Matt fed whilst Greg focused on the initial idea of helping increase produce yields and sizes. Of course, there were still guys trying to go around M.A.S.S. Inc to get their growth, be it rival industries, world governments, or just horny college guys wanting the growth. Thankfully he learnt to field most of the calls, and with Jon and Matt dealing with the more persistent guys, it had really made things easier.
‘Speak of the devils,’ Greg thought to himself as he went around the generous sized home, taking in the back part of the property where his two loves were reclined and relaxing. Since the day of the fair, Jon and Matt have been amazing as their growth kept up. Though it has slowed down, both men were massive. Jon had become practically a sexy mountain with his size. His huge feed towering over tractors that farm hands had to use to carry his food over to him. His limbs swollen with mass and fat, spreading out over the land. Jon’s immense gut rolled out between his legs, moving farther out than his feet laid. Following the silver haired treasure trail up towards a heavy chest that could crush a barn easily, Greg smiled to see Jon’s face, the bearded silver bear moaning as he lifted cargo crates of food to his mouth. Even from a distance, Greg could feel the ground rumble from Jon’s rumbling belly.
“Hey Greg, Everything good?” The Deep booming voice of Matt pulled Greg from taking in the sight of his bear to look at the other giant that resided on his farm. Whilst Jon’s growth had been plush blubber, Matt’s fit body had hulked out.
The mass of muscle waddled towards the tiny scientist. Matt would have looked like an off-season powerlifter had he been his normal height. Though now at over fifty feet, Matt was an enormous behemoth, thick body hair and beard sprouting over his form with a tight jockstrap that M.A.S.S. Inc provided straining against his leaking cock, just visible under his low belly. The giant getting close to Greg, heavy feet planted on either side of the tiny man before Matt crouched down. Greg found himself enveloped by Matt’s musk and body, surrounding him as all of Matt’s attention was on his tiny lover.
“Yeah, just some clients trying to get around the big company,” Greg said, smiling as he reached up, feeling his massive boyfriend’s hot body as the giant let out a deep chuckle.
“Brave guys, don’t they know you have the best beasts at your beck and call?” Matt smirked, bearded face just visible as he leaned over his heaving chest. The massive butcher wrapping his large hand around Greg’s body, “Now why don’t you relax with me and Jon, know how much you being between us calms you hun,”
Greg let himself be taken, smiling when Matt began to kiss his tiny body, the strong lips and tongue effortlessly pinning him as they made their way to Jon, the earth shaking when the giant bear let out a belch.
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Role-Play to Real-Life (Orc Transformation/Growth/Macro/Strong-Fat/Hairy)
Doug felt the blush over his swollen cheeks, hearing the police officer on his megaphone. The giant orc towering high over his neighbourhood, feeling the wreckage of his home under his car sized feet. The massive Doug moving one of his hands over his fat rolls, feeling the scraps of his house caught in between where fat and muscle met.
The giant high school senior had just been trying a new solo rpg, wanting to enjoy himself whilst home alone.
Doug had just written about being an orc before he went from sitting at his desk to outgrowing his room and home. He still remembered the feeling of his pale flesh darling into the green tint that he now had. The way his computer chair collapsed under his growing ass as his body filled out with fat and muscle, surpassing the size of the college football players before he got to really growing.
The giant orc glanced down, catching sight of how his new tusks pressed against his swollen bearded cheeks, his once flat chest now swollen with heavy pecs. Doug scrunching up his face as he tried to make his chest shift, feeling the strong muscle twitch under the hairy layer of fat. Trying to look over his globe of a gut that no doubt cast a shadow over his neighbours, not to mention the enlarged member Doug had.
Blushing more as he knew he was flashing everyone with his more than person sized cock, Doug tried to keep from getting horny, the excitement coursing as he thought of how good his size felt. How he could effortlessly toss cars, how he could show off to the bullies at his school who would shove him around. How his boyfriend Kevin would-
“Kevin!” Doug exclaimed, deep voice rumbling for miles as windows close by shattered. The huge giant realised the issues his size would cause. At his size, Doug wouldn’t be able to do one-shots with Kevin any more.
Before the giant orc could worry about never having a game night with his boyfriend, or even cuddle with him, the megaphone amplified voice of the police under him kept telling him to stand down and surrender. The almost incessant voice grating his nerves.
“Shut Up!” Doug yelled, his deep voice rumbling out before raising one of his feet. The sounds of screaming crowds somewhat muffled when he slammed his foot down. Feeling the crunch of the police cars under his feet, the huge orc smiled, knowing they couldn’t stop him if they wanted.
“Sorry runts, but I gotta get to my boyfriend and show him the new behemoth that’s just for him,” Doug said, slipping into the role that had been his planned character as he began his heavy waddle to where Kevin’s house was. Whilst the cross town journey would have taken at least an hour, Doug’s huge body cut through the tiny houses effortlessly, crushing them under foot as the powerful orc relished the idea of showing off for his cute boyfriend.
Comments
Anthony Williams
Brilliant, what a treat for Macro-March!!
