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You lot made me smile just a little last week, so I'll hold off my snarky comments until after this chapter, you'll see why by then I'm sure.

By the time Jeremy got back home the family had returned. The growing separation was highlighted by neither side asking the other where they'd been.

He made his way to his bedroom and stood inside next to the door. Looking at Eric he ordered "Out." His smaller brother complied without a word or even a second of hesitation. Jeremy had never ordered his brothers to do anything until that moment. The instant compliance of his brother felt good.

Closing the door he pulled Allen's former prison from his backpack. Dropping the lion in the plastic container and placed it in the vent. With the cover back in place he pulled his hood back and let the cheetah climb to his fingers.

Looking at the cat he asked "If I leave you out will you be good and stay out of sight?"

"Absolutely." The feline responded. He looked at Jeremy with hope in his eyes.

"Stay under the bed for now. There's a few things I have to do but I'll come and get you later." The weasel let him climb off his paw to the floor just outside the edge of his bed. He stood as the cheetah walked under his bed. At two inches tall there was plenty of clearance for the cat to walk under the bed.

He pulled off his hoody to look at the sleeve. The inside was covered in blood and he could see four small holes where the lion's claws had penetrated. His arm had blood on it too. He dropped the hoody on the floor and went to the bathroom and cleaned the blood from his arm fur. The lion had scratched but the wounds were shallow. Examining the cuts through his fur he decided the didn't need any more attention. The lion had barely broke through his skin.

Going to the living room he smelled the family's dinner. Chicken again. It had been made clear on several occasions it was the only meat their mother could afford, so no one complained anymore. He crossed into he kitchen to see his mother and both brothers already sitting at the table.

As he sat in his place his mother said "Jeremy, if you live in this house you'll respect your brothers."

He looked at his mother who was staring at him waiting for an answer. He sighed and grunted noncommittally. His mother nodded and turned back to her dinner signaling an end to the issue. He noticed as both his brothers shoulders dropped. They'd essentially lost again. Jeremy's dominance over his brothers had grown just a bit more even though they had brought their mother into it yet again.

He piled food on his plate filling it to the brim as he looked at both his brothers. They were barely eating and not willing to meet his eyes even in defiance. At his size he was also eating far more than his brothers. His larger appetite a byproduct of being so massive. He ate and stared his challenge to his brothers. They only stirred the half eaten meal on their plates not eating when he stared at them like he was.

He'd noticed this new behavior in them more than a week ago. It had taken him days to realize they couldn't help themselves. It was instinctual behavior in carnivores and even most omnivores to wait submissively as the alpha ate his fill. Most people these days were able to reject their instincts but Jeremy's presence was clearly strong enough to bring such instincts back to the fore.

He knew his mother had looked up to notice his glare at his brothers. They'd seen her look too and had turned to her waiting for her to again correct Jeremy. It didn't happen, she looked back to her food. She too had recently taken to waiting until he was finished.

Once he finished he got up and put his plate in the sink to be washed. It was Eric's turn at that chore. In his bedroom he laid down on his bed and stared at the ceiling thinking. He was torn between staying with a family that was clearly overwhelmed by his growing size and strength and taking Allen up on his offer. His thoughts returned to the moment he realized he'd so dominated Allen, an adult twice his age.

His paw wandered to his crotch. As he pondered his choices his fingers kneaded his stiffening cock. Familiar with his size Jeremy thought nothing of it to have to shift his member to the side several times as he grew. Instead he unbuttoned his shorts and shifted his cock out of his shorts. Free to grow unhindered his member slithered along his shorts then the fur of his belly as he slowly hardened.

He watched as he grew, sliding along the fur of his belly. Seven inches then eight and his heavy member not yet stiffening enough to lift himself off his stomach. Nearing ten inches and he could see that it was again at this size he began to stiffen and lift his ponderous length off his belly. Growing and lengthening more he watched as he passed eleven and strained toward a full foot. Every time he watched himself like this he thought his cock was growing larger in proportion even beyond his additions from PATOMES. It was an exciting thought. Fully hard he slowly stroked himself thinking of the possibility of dominating adults like Allen instead of just his family.

The bedroom door opened and Eric walked in two steps before stopping at the sight of his younger brother. Jeremy stared at him from his bed. Eric was staring back at him, his eyes wide and locked on the mammoth cock in his paw. Jeremy had stopped stroking himself when his brother had walked in. Eric continued to stare, neither of them moved for two seconds. Finally Jeremy smirked and lifted his cock straight up and returned to stroking himself. His entire lengthy cock on display for his brother's edification, he stared at Eric wanting him to make eye contact.

His brother backed out of the room and closed the door behind himself without looking Jeremy in the eye.

Jeremy let his cock flop back down to his belly. He sat up and put his feet back on the floor. He leaned over and looked to the gap under the side of his bed.

"Allen."

A few seconds later the cheetah appeared. He stopped a few inches out onto the floor and looked up at Jeremy.

"So, these people you know, are they open for business this late?"

"No." the cheetah answered. He looked at Jeremy for a few seconds before continuing "But there are other things to do this time of night."

"Like what?"

"From the sound of it you could use some companionship."

Jeremy stared at the two inch cheetah standing a foot to the left of his foot paw. He understood the cat had heard his light moans and guessed what he'd been doing. "You mean females?"

Allen snorted and said "Yeah, its been more than a week for me and you sounded as though you're ready."

Jeremy thought about what he was proposing. Allen was far older than him and would obviously know just where to find someone. Standing Jeremy stuffed himself in his shorts and buttoned up his fly. Picking up his backpack he stuffed a spare change of clothes inside. Next he picked up his bloodstained hoody and pulled out the stack of bills the cheetah had given him.

"How much are we going to need?"

"We?" he stated before answering "Let's shoot for three grand for the night." Allen replied an eager grin on his face.

"Isn't that a lot?"

"Kid this is going to be an awesome night. I feel like celebrating."

Jeremy looked down at the cat. Allen shrugged at the look. His grin never wavered. He counted out three thousand dollars. He was impressed at how thick that much money was. Stuffing the money in his pocket he leaned down and lowered his paw to the cheetah. He jumped on Jeremy's paw and clung tight. Once at Jeremy's shoulder he again eagerly climbed off the paw and stood next to the weasel's neck. ?

Jeremy pulled his hood over, careful not to push the cheetah off. Picking up his pack he left the bedroom and headed for the front door.

He was opening the door when Ian said "We're not supposed to go out this time of night.

"Fuck off." Jeremy answered and slammed the door behind himself. In the lobby of the apartment building he turned to the gym area. In the bathroom off of the gym he set his backpack down and pulled back his hood. Holding his paw at his shoulder for Allen the cat asked "What's up?"

"I can't change you back in public, right?"

"Oh, fuck yeah." the cheetah exclaimed and hopped onto Jeremy's paw. With the cheetah standing on the floor Jeremy backed up and watched. Allen swelled from two inches to five feet six in ten seconds. When his growth finished he stood a few inches taller than Jeremy and sported a fairly large erection. He looked down at himself for seconds. Moving to the mirror and looked at his larger arms and turned to see the thicker muscles of his side and back. His eyes lingered again on his large still erect member. "Would have liked to have gotten as tall as I was before but fuck kid, thanks."

He turned to the weasel and took the offered pack and started pulling out Jeremy's clothes. "I could almost get used to being small if growing feels like that every time."

"It does. Actually it gets better the bigger you get." Jeremy said.

The cheetah paused and looked at him. "How big?" he asked the curiosity plain in his voice.

"Over a hundred feet." Jeremy answered taking the pack back from the cheetah.

Allen's jaw dropped. "Fuck me running. A hundred feet. Defiantly not going to piss you off ever again."

Dressed in the weasel's clothes the cheetah led the way from Jeremy's apartment. They took to the subway and traveled deeper into the city's center. Back on street level the cheetah led Jeremy to a corner clothes store that was still open.

At Jeremy's look the cheetah smiled and answered "Can't go where we're going dressed like this."

Allen was content to pick out his clothes at his current size. Noticing his selection of smaller clothes the cheetah was looking at Jeremy said "Get something that will fit you at your normal size."

He looked at Jeremy and back at the dress shirt he held. After a second Allen asked "Should I account for the extra muscle I have now?"

"Sure, make it an extra size up too." The cheetah smiled and picked out a larger size.

Dressed in fairly nice and moderately expensive clothes they traveled west. Allen had expanded again in the dressing room. No one else had seemed to notice the difference as he stepped back out. The cheetah walked at more than a foot taller than the weasel at his side. He was once again of average height for cheetahs but far more muscular than the norm. He paused at the door of their destination.

"Here we are." The cheetah said as he opened the door for Jeremy to enter first. As they crossed the large lobby he continued. "I was planning to go elsewhere, but now that I'm back to something like normal I thought it best we come here. They know me here, you could say I'm a regular."

To Jeremy it looked just like another apartment building. They entered the elevator and Jeremy noticed the cheetah had pressed two buttons at the same time and kept them down as the doors closed. As they rode up Allen turned to the weasel and said "Welcome to the Thirteenth Floor."

The elevator doors opened to a small room with a round reception desk setting in the center. Carpet covered the floor and overstuffed couches lined most of the wall space. The only break in the couches were the doors in he center of each wall. The entire space was decorated to look like something of a cross between an office and living room. The wolf sitting at he desk watched as Allen stepped toward him. Jeremy truly had no idea what such place should look like, but this seemed to have somehow exceeded his expectations.

The cheetah saluted the huge wolf and said "Hey, Paul. How's business?"

"The usual?"

The cheetah smiled "Yep. Bringing a new client in for you too. His name's Jeremy." The cheetah looked at Jeremy for a second before adding "By the way, I can vouch for him."

"Now, you know you vouched for him the moment you brought him here." the wolf replied.

Jeremy's heart started beating faster as he realized what he was about to experience. Paul turned to the laptop sitting at the side of the desk and stared typing.

"Ah," Allen interrupted, "you'll need to take his endowment into account when selecting his companion for tonight."

The wolf stopped and turned to the cheetah. The stare implied his disbelief. Paul looked at Jeremy for a second his eyes going over him swiftly.

I'll let Jenna know she's needed to give him an interview before any decisions are made."

The cheetah straightened. "Well, of course. I just wanted to clear the air, as it were."

"Have a seat. She'll be a few minutes." The wolf ordered.

Jeremy sat next to Allen on the couch. He refrained from asking the dozens of questions filling his head. Only three minutes later a cougar entered from the door at the right. The wolf stood as she entered. Allen followed suit almost at the same time. Jeremy rose as well following the lead of the other males. The cougar nodded to the wolf as she crossed to Allen and Jeremy.

"Allen." She said in greeting. "And this must be your friend Jeremy." She added as she turned to the weasel with a smile appearing.

"Yes, ma'am." The cheetah answered, his voice suddenly full of deference. Jeremy glanced at him. His entire posture had changed. He was acting as he had when he was only inches tall and terrified by Jeremy. He stared an extra second wondering if the cheetah would start shivering in fright.

Jeremy turned to the cougar. She had been slowly appraising him. Her eyes coming back up to meet his. She stood a foot above the cheetah making her well over two feet taller than Jeremy.

"Jenna Sandoval, pleased to make your acquaintance." The cougar said as she held out her paw.

He had to tilt his head up to meet her gaze. "Hello. Jeremy Dawn, pleased to meet you, ma'am."

"So, Allen here boasts you have something special that we need to take into account. Is this true?"

Jeremy stared up to the cougar. He knew he should have been intimidated but was simply impressed by the female's huge size. "Yes." was his only reply. He was pleased his voice sounded normal.

The cougar's smile widened. Turning to the cheetah she warned "Should he not meet the expectations you've raised, compensation for my time will be drawn from your account."

"I have no problem with that, Jenna." Allen said with a glance to the weasel at his side.

Jenna smiled and turned her head slightly to address the wolf. "Paul, have Allen taken care of. I'll attend to the appraisal of our new friend myself for now."

Yeah, you've probably guessed why I skipped chapter number 13 by now. Welcome to the Inside Joke Crew if you read this before trying to correct my 'mistake'. So sorry to cut you off before the real fun begins. Guess you lot will have to wait another week for you know what...