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January 2022 Prompt: They Came from Ursaden
🕑 Added 2022-01-25 22:06:47 +0000 UTCIt could be said that Ursaden was the ideal of a picturesque American town. Everything was well and ordinary in a small seaside town, with the people going about their daily routines with no seeming oddities happening. This had changed when early one day, well before the sun had even begun to rise; a shooting star streaked across the sky. Whilst this alone would not be seen as odd, it was of note when said shooting star crashed down on the outskirts of the town with a bright flash that would have made those who were awake think it was midday.
The earthshaking impact woke most of the residents, with firefighters and emergency services heading to the crater site to ensure whatever fire didn’t spread to the town or forest. After securing no potential forest fire and the meteorite having apparently been destroyed on impact, the residents of Ursaden went back to their usual business. The only evidence of anything happening was the deep crater, and the slight scorching of a ring of tree surrounding said crater. The town residents noticed a fog settling in on the town despite being out of season, but they decided it wasn’t worth worrying about. However, as they went about their day, they would later learn that the fog was nothing more than a calm before the metaphorical storm.
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“Hey Roger, you heard about that meteor last– whoa!” Dylan began to say when he saw his co-worker and friend right outside their office. Instead of the main conversation he had planned, Dylan found himself looking at his friend’s stomach. The normally slim Roger blushed as he tried to tug down his shirt, even as the front strained against the slight curve of his belly. “Did you eat a balloon?”
“Look, I don’t know. I guess the weight snuck up.” Roger said, swearing he wasn’t this big last night when he noticed the slight roll of fat he had possessed this morning.
“Well, you’re not the young man you were back in college. Can’t eat whatever you want without worrying about the weight.” Dylan said, trying to joke a bit, though even he had to admit that Roger looked like he’s put on a couple of pounds within the night despite how impossible that would be. Shaking his head, Dylan stepped closer to wrap his arm around Roger’s shoulder, noticing how much broader he was. “Don’t worry, maybe the clothes shrunk in the wash.” He tried to reassure, even when he could see that Roger now had a few inches than yesterday.
“Yeah. Might be my imagination.”
The two friends chatted a bit before walking into their office, passing a few of their co-workers on their way in the foyer. Looking around on their way to the lifts, the two noticed how the other guys in the lobby seemed to be wearing ill-fitting clothing as if they’d had growth spurts overnight.
“Did every guy shrink their clothing?” Dylan said, spotting one of the interns who started last week was trying to close the open front of their shirt. Their exposed chest looked muscular as they tried to close the flap before a sharp rip sounded as the shirt tore across his broad back.
“Maybe that meteor last night caused the guys to grow?” Roger joked as they got into the lift, the compartment feeling tighter than usual as the larger and heftier men filled in.
“Heh, Well then I guess I’m the lucky guy who didn’t grow.” Dylan joked back, grunting slightly as he moved between two of the larger workers, practically pinned between their large rumps that threatened to rip their work slacks.
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Luke groaned, flinching as the light from his smartphone shined into his eyes. He reread the list of messages that he had gotten from his friend Justin. Skipping the main nonsense and usual back and forth, Luke noticed a video link added to the message. “This better not be another spam message.” Luke grumbled before clicking the link, mentally preparing to complain to his friend as the video began to play.
His screen filled with the shaky recording that reminded him of those found film footage in horror movies. Luke quickly recognised the location as a street in town that he and his friends would walk down on their way to high school. The rough audio played out, letting Luke hear the shouts and exclaims of what he assumed was the guy recording the video.
“Guys, you gotta see. This is real!” The unseen man said as the camera view went down the street, passing by a few of the confused bystanders who were around. Judging by the sound of the crowd, Luke was worried this was some snuff footage of a car crash on the street. Ready to turn the video off, Luke was stunned as the camera footage went around the corner and revealed the cause for the disturbance.
Taking up the street was a rather dented car with a man in tattered clothing standing beside it. Though hard to call them a man with how big he was. The man stood towering over the surrounding crowd. His broad shoulders filled with muscles with bulging traps and a thick neck supporting a head that was clearly larger. Luke looked over the footage, seeing how the man seemed to have literally outgrown the car, the metal warped from where the huge hulk had forced himself through. The hulk’s broad back was practically wider than the car itself, standing above it as thick arms that rivals Luke in size bulged with mass. One hand that would have overshadowed Luke’s own hand was holding the wrecked remains of the car door as if he had ripped it off the car. Watching the semi-nude hulk look around, his bulging muscles coated with a silver shine that Luke figured was white body hair that covered him, Luke saw how the man was kept relatively decently with stretched out underwear that struggled against his telephone pole thick waist and a bulge that would have made an elephant blush with its size. Following the camera’s view going up the cobblestone abs and practically billboard-sized pecs, the camera came to the bearded face of the hulk.
“Holy shit!” Luke swore as he took in the blushing face of the hulk, not only shocked that the giant was real, but that he recognised the bearded face as that of the local high school’s principal, Mr Malloy. But what really shocked it was that Luke had seen the older man yesterday and he had been an out of shape elder, not the massive bulging hulk that was seen trying to move past the crowd even as his heavy feet cracked the concrete.
Watching his screen go blank as the recording finished, Luke stared at his own reflection back at him, confused when he noticed how his face looked fuller. Before Luke could really question what was happening, a new message appeared on his phone.
EMERGENCY: QUARANTINE PUT IN EFFECT IN URSADEN
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Jeremy sighed, pouring a coffee for himself before he looked outside the house at his boyfriend. Well, what he could see of his boyfriend from the window, which at this point was just the mass of fat rolls that made up Derek’s huge ass. The spilling love handles that rivalled truck tires in width spilt across the barn sized ass of the enormous man that had been a skinny twink not a few days ago. Sipping his coffee, Jeremy made out the sight of the rivers of sweat coming off his mountain of a boyfriend, flowing down his immense rolls along with the bus-sized thighs that stretched out past the fat rolls towards where Jeremy knew was Derek’s fat feet that were buried under his heavy globe of a gut.
‘Maybe can jump on Derek’s gut before seeing his face.’ Jeremy thought to himself, a small smile on his face as he recalled how nice it felt using his boyfriend’s belly as a trampoline before scaling up the hill of his gut and chest to his face. The quarantine the town had been put in was weird with men randomly growing out into huge sizes, especially with how random the spurts seemed to happen. Rinsing out his coffee mug, Derek froze when he noticed how thick his forearm looked.
“Shit.” Jeremy cursed, feeling the warmth spread through him, his voice deepening as he knew what was coming.
Comments
Anthony Williams
This was utterly brilliant, and it leaves me wanting SO MUCH MORE from Ursaden!! Great writing!!
