Big guys 52 (Patreon)

Hey guys, how’s it going? First of all, I want to clarify that the story about Richard joining the office, with Roy as his boss, will continue in the next issues. But since it’s Macro March, I wanted to take the opportunity to show you this comm I made for one of my Patreon members (@Jess_tan88).

I’m only posting the story here. I will be uploading the artwork on my other social media, but for now, you can read this short piece written by the commissioner. I really hope you enjoy it—I put a lot of effort into it.

New projects are coming, so stay tuned. And remember, I love you guys.

Also, in a few days I’ll be posting some important updates that I think you’ll find interesting—especially if you’d like your fursonas or OCs to appear in a comic in the future. But I’ll make a separate post for that.

For now, enjoy the story and the artwork

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RICHARD ON Macro March

The muscular rabbit has always stood out for his over-the-top, cocky personality. True to form, today he doesn’t bother hiding anything, he goes out wearing a tight red expander that leaves very little to the imagination. His bulge swings heavily between his thick, powerful thighs.

With total confidence, he starts stretching. A few townspeople who don’t recognize him chuckle, assuming he’s just some show-off. They have no idea that what this jock plans to work on today isn’t his muscles, but his ability to grow. Richard just wants to see how big he can get this Macro March.

And then it happens. Slowly, the energy is released. Hormones begin pumping from his heavy testicles; testosterone tightens his muscles, releasing a vapor-like energy that gradually begins to expand his manly body.

RUMBLE.

People in the park start running in panic as his presence becomes overwhelming. His massive feet spread outward, taking up more and more space, crushing everything beneath them as a sharp, musky scent fills the air.

A violent tremor shakes the area—barely distinguishable from the terrified screams of the crowd—before something hugerises behind the buildings. A towering mass of muscle and white fur lifts above the skyline, arms flexing as it grows.

The expandex suit he was wearing can’t handle the pressure and tears apart in strips as his body swells. Thankfully, his red underwear holds together, preserving what little modesty the rising giant has left. It’s clearly made from some kind of special material that stretches along with him. How many times has he worn it? How many times has it contained the overwhelming manhood of this rabbit?

And then something even more unbelievable happens. When Richard grows taller than the buildings, he doesn’t stop. Not this time. He keeps going.

Something unusual happens: when Richard becomes taller than the buildings, his growth does not stop. Not this time. This time, he is going much further. The clouds part to let his head through. A passenger plane flies past, barely avoiding crashing into his heavy groin by just a few meters. His proud, muscular chest expands, pushing the clouds aside.

From the ground, the insignificant furries—those who were not born with the power to change their size—watch in fear as his enormous legs, like divine pillars, lead the eye upward toward a massive rear and bulge that blocks out the sunlight. Richard has reached a colossal size, almost like an island—taller than any mountain, which barely brushes against his ankles.

Richard has reached an absurd scale,almost island-sized, taller than any mountain, which now barely reaches his ankles.

Without a hint of concern for the terrified city below, he casually drops into a squat, threatening to crush everything beneath the immense crotch’s weight hanging over the citizens. People scream, dive to the ground, some curling into fetal positions in pure panic.

In this world, there are those with power, and those without.

And Richard, completely unchecked, drags a thick finger across the city, wiping out buildings and homes like they’re nothing. Everything crumbles to dust under his touch. Structures (and people) fall away like crumbs.

Then, laughing, his voice booming like thunder and shattering windows for miles around, the towering titan proudly declares:

“Man, I love being big.”