No Shame in Size - Part 17 (Patreon)

Brie continued his stampede deep into the woods. A few minutes had passed since his last surge in size, but his hormonal levels were still far away from returning back to normal. Large, meaty hands caressed his sensitive crotch through the tight fabric. A deep purr rumbled from his enlarged vocal cords, an unknowing bystander might have confused that sound with an idling car engine. The overgrown feline looked down over his manly muscles in awe. One of his biceps could probably pull more weight then an actual car could! Purrrr.

And forget about cars. Brie stood at an impressive 38’3” now. (Eight inches grander since leaving the pathetic hunter behind, but that was just leftover growth still pushing his body after that one massive growth spurt. He barely noticed it, but he certainly felt it…) At almost 40 feet in height, he was now close to outsizing three cars lined up in a row. 

Gone were the days of fitting into any vehicle, he mused at the thought of his mighty hamstrings crushing his old car by simply sitting on it! The reinforced steel crumpling beneath his brawn, slowly, as he’d lower his body closer and closer. His titanic physique weighed in at an unbelievable 33.6 metric tons of pure muscle and bone. That’s almost double of his previous massive statistic. To think he gained that in a matter of minutes…

Hufff. 

Brie massaged his packed crotch a bit more energetically now, the breaths got more and more heavy. A big part of him wanted to rip whatever cloth still clung to his body, and get down to business! Maybe test his strength and rip some trees apart, lift boulders that weigh tons! And if any rock would dare being too heavy, he could probably force another surge! 

Hufff. 

A small part of his brain stopped him though. The words of the hunter echoed in his skull… he called him a monster.

Maybe he was a monster now. It didn’t feel right though. One may be a gigantic muscular beast, but the feline certainly still felt like a reasonable being. One that was simply as strong as over 500 men rolled into one. 

Huff. 

Brie flexed his incredible biceps, unsure if a normal person could even dent the peaks of these unnatural guns! Actual bullets certainly couldn’t. Their circumference measured in at a frightening 13’8”! Scaled on a normal sized body builder, those arms would stretch the measuring tape at over 25 inches. Unreal! But Brie was far from being normal sized. The trees around him got gradually shorter.  He was simply more. More massive. More powerful. More… 

CRASH! 

Suddenly, tight snags burrowed across the gigantic hamstrings and sensitive crotch of the feline titan. Fuck! 

SNAP! 

He had run into the wires hung between a row of telephone poles, utterly uprooting the wooden stakes. In front of him was a small asphalted road. Branches cracked upon contact with the boulder sized shoulders and fell onto the street below, rendering the road unsafe to traverse by car. Within seconds, some unlucky nowhere-towns just got disconnected from the outside, and Brie barely felt a thing, nor had to even lift a finger!

CRASH! CRACK! 

More poles fell as the added tension distributed across the chain of poles. The giant innocently took another step forward. 

CRUSH!

Gone was the road's guardrail, crumpled to nothing but scrap metal. Fuck.

Maybe he was a monster. Huh.