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The warm air permeating the nightclub welcomed Jonas as he strolled through the front doors, instantly assaulted by the loud bass of whatever song blasted through the speakers. Truth be told, it felt a little bit intimidating to be back at the club so soon after his previous visit, especially after how poorly he'd acted the last time.

The ExVeemon unfortunately remembered it like it was yesterday. He had one too many drinks for his own good and got well ahead of himself, acting completely unlike himself as he tried to force his way onto an Impmon. Then that Gabumon showed up out of nowhere and completely humiliated him, taking his size as easily as one deflates a balloon. Sure, he might have ended up with some of it back in the end, but it was still a humbling experience nonetheless.

And that was why he was there. He'd learned his lesson that night and wanted to prove it by showing up again, but couldn't see the other mon anywhere. Maybe he was too early?

Whatever the case may be, Jonas felt it'd be best to calm his nerves with a little social lubricant, though he'd make sure not to overdo it like last time. A simple cocktail was all that was needed to ease him into the right headspace for the night. It didn't even seem like the bartender recognized him from the previous night, thankfully.

Come to think of it, did any of the staff here recognize him? A quick look around indicated that no one really paid any attention to him at all, and anyone whose eyes did linger on him only did so with vague acknowledgement before moving onto someone else. It appeared that he had a fresh start, and he'd use it well.

The only problem was that he didn't see that Gabumon anywhere in the club, not out on the dance floor, nor sitting at the bar where he'd thought he'd be. He figured that the other mon couldn't have been too hard to discover given the hunk's tremendous size, which struck him as odd that he couldn't locate the fellow.

Ah well, Jonas had a feeling that he'd find the guy at some point. For the time being, he elected to enjoy himself amongst the crowd.

The pulsing of the music got his hips to sway to its beat, getting his feet moving in rhythm with the other clubgoers as they shook and danced along. It'd been ages since he was able to blend into a crowd, and it surprised him to learn that he didn't hate it as much as he thought he might've.

Sweaty bodies bumped up against one another as the song ramped up in intensity. The anticipation grew palpable, everyone just about wriggling out of their skin as they felt the song come to a crescendo, only to release all of that built-up tension with a single beat drop. Cheers erupted as people jumped, spun, and danced their way to the end of the song; he didn't think it would've been that much fun!

Jonas couldn't tell just how much time had passed, but he'd expected it to be late enough for the other mon to have appeared by then. It got him thinking whether the stud would show up at all given how many people were lined up outside.

And then a thought came to him. It was a very real possibility that the Gabumon was already there, and that he was just in a different part of the club. The front of the club had plenty of places where someone could be, yet he swore that he would've seen someone that imposing hanging around by now.

That tipped him off that maybe it was he who came later and had missed the other mon instead.

On a hunch, he ducked out of the dancing crowd and craned his neck around, scoping out the place until his eyes landed on the hallway leading to the private rooms in the back. If the Gabumon was to be anywhere in the establishment, the likeliest place to find the hulking Digimon would be there.

The Gargomon directing others to the private rooms was tangled up in a conversation with some guys around his size, so it allowed Jonas the chance to slip on by. He did a double-take, however, when he glimpsed at the staff member, noting how the sleeve of his T-shirt had split open at the hem from trying to contain an arm bigger than most patrons' waists. Shit, was this guy bigger than he was the other night? It got him questioning if that was actually the case, or if his stunted point-of-view made other men seem bigger than they were. It then made him question if any other staff members gained some size in his absence.

A sudden bang brought him back to reality, whipping his head around to witness three Digimon darting through an opened door and out the back exit. The Gaogamon, Etemon, and Grizzlymon all had panicked expressions plastered onto their faces, as well as bodies that clashed with the oversized clothing that they wore. This was clearly the work of the Gabumon, no doubt about it. He had to pat himself on the back for guessing correctly.

"Don't let the door hit you on the way out, losers!" Chris bellowed after the escaping bullies, his voice rumbling throughout the room. He'd had his eye on those three all night, plotting his next move when he saw them uncomfortably leer at those that they deemed to be easy targets, with the final straw being them coercing others to the private room. It was his cue to strike.

After letting the others out, he cornered the three in the room and let them discover his peculiar brand of justice. One by one they found themselves stripped of their size, though the ratio of space to Digimon remained constant regardless of how much room he took up. Pleased with himself, he watched the three of them stampede out of the room in terror, leaving him chuckling to himself as he leaned back onto the bed. The only problem then was that the furniture present in the club was made for people a fraction of his current size; the bedframe couldn't withstand the added tonnage of weight and collapsed, abruptly sending him hurtling to the ground. "Oh, fuck me sideways..." He groaned, realizing that he'd have to pay for the damages. Again.

Jonas peered through the doorway to the room, his jaw nearly dropping to the ground when he saw the enormity of the other mon. The figure that stuck in his head from his previous visit looked puny in comparison to the behemoth in front of him, the Digimon swallowing up most of the space with his unfathomable bulk. Limbs that outweighed most of the staff members currently working were impressive enough on their own, though they only made sense when attached to a torso that made vehicles look small. The only article of clothing present on him was the toque that allowed for his tuft of hair to stick out as everything else had become far too small to even consider wearing. Goddamn, how big were those other guys to start with?!

The real kicker was that the Gabumon's cock was the biggest that he'd ever laid his eyes on. Not once in his life did he think that any other man's came close, though he figured that a Whamon's might've been the best comparison in this regard. That said nothing of the other mon's testicles, swollen orbs that throbbed with need, veins snaking along the flesh. It was the epitome of what he imagined a reptile Digimon should be, what he wanted to see in himself.

It was only then that Chris noticed that he wasn't alone any longer, seeing the other lizard gawking at him from the doorway. "Can I help you?"

"Uh..." Jonas stammered, his face flush when he realized that the other mon addressed him. "W-We met the other day. Here, actually." The awkwardness oozing off of him was apparent. "Similar circumstances to them," he pointed in the direction of the rear exit.

Chris eyed the blue-scaled reptile with intent, adjusting his glasses as he thoroughly scrutinized the other Digimon. "Yeah, I remember," he could sense the smaller man's anxious energy wafting his way. "What brings you back around these parts?"

"You, um, told me to come back when I was ready, and, well," he walked through the doorway, tightened fists in his jacket pockets, "I'm ready now." Truth be told, he wasn't sure himself if he was actually prepared for the encounter.

"I did, didn't I?" Chris' brow furrowed as he recalled the other nights' conversation, remembering what he'd said. "Well, it seems that you've caught me at a bit of an inopportune time," he grunted, shifting his bulk into a more comfortable position on top of the collapsed bed frame.

"Oh, I think it's the perfect time." The sight of the other mon's expansive heft might've been the first thing to hit Jonas, but it was the hulking figure's incredibly masculine scent to smack him in the face after that. He had no idea what to expect from this meeting, but it appeared that his body was taking the lead as he edged closer to the behemoth. "It's not every day you come across a heaping hunk of Gabumon stud ready for a photo shoot."

Chris, too, felt himself beginning to succumb to his own heady musk as well, his prick throbbing from both the aroma and the compliment. "Flattery will get you everywhere with me," he smirked, attempting to make more room for the other Digimon. "Why don't you shut the door and come on over? Just mind the bed, it's, uh," he pursed his lips as he fully surveyed the damage that he'd done, "broken..."

Jonas did just that, then ambled on over to the towering man, feeling tiny when stacked up against a leg many times as wide as he was. "Goddamn," he mumbled under his breath, his hand tentatively resting against the rippling stature of the other man's calf - a muscle not known for being all that impressive normally, and yet here it was easily stronger than he was. "I can't believe all of this was only from three other guys."

"Oh man!" The sheer size of his body even threw Chris for a loop, who didn't expect himself to have gotten quite so large that evening. "So, that Gaogamon and Etemon were around my size, though a fair bit leaner since they aren't built for width like I am," he grinned, patting what was now a solid gut of abdominals, "but that Grizzlymon was fucking huge! That dude was a total mass monster, and I knew it was stupid to try and take him on first. There was no way that I could've done that without first draining the other two to even get the advantage on him."

"Shit, really?" That caught Jonas by surprise considering that he saw the bear Digimon scamper out of the club at a size less impressive than his own. If that was where the dude ended up, where could he have started?!

Chris nodded. "Yeah, really. That guy might not have necessarily towered over everyone here, but he easily had several hundred pounds on even me. With the way he was pushing other guys around, I identified him as a problem right away."

That popped a question into Jonas' head. "Do you just go out of your way to corner those kinds of guys?"

"Honestly, no. I come here to try and relax and have some fun with people," Chris sighed, his muzzle scant inches from his prodigious chest. "It's just that I, or one of the staff members stationed here, notice someone causing trouble, and then I keep my eye on them. And with some of the big bastards walking through those doors these days, I've taken to giving the faculty members some added size to utilize on days where I'm not here."

Jonas' eyes nearly fell out of their sockets; his suspicions had been confirmed. "So I haven't been seeing things then!"

"Nope, that was completely my handiwork. I'm hoping that the sight of guys built like tanks working here will deter these assholes from trying shit." Memories of embiggening the staff started coming back to Chris, the images of which bringing a toothy grin to his face as one person in particular enjoyed the treatment given. "I know Terry's totally into being as thick as possible, but I had to give him some height since Gazimon aren't known for being particularly tall. Being a ball of muscle mass isn't exactly conducive to working security."

"If you're telling the truth about that Grizzlymon, then you might need to keep going."

"Hey, if management will continue to supply the uniforms, then I'll keep making those guys as big as necessary." A nervous chuckle escaped past Chris' lips as he recalled one incident where he didn't pay that close of attention. "I, uh, accidentally went a bit overboard on Glenn. I know Renamon aren't exactly known for being bulky, but he is now. I'm just glad that they were able to find clothing for someone who quadrupled their weight in a matter of seconds."

All the talk of enlarging men beyond their natural sizes riled Jonas up, especially with the mammothian Digimon responsible right in front of him. "Man, you oughta talk with whoever runs this place and see if you can get paid or something."

"Eh, this is kinda all the payment I really need, wouldn't you agree?" With a swift motion, Chris brought his sumptuous arms up into a flex, pumping his biceps more than twice as large as they normally were. This caused a chain reaction in his shoulders, tensing his traps up past the bottom of his ears as they swallowed up his neck with their impossible bulk.

"Can't say that I don't." Now accepting the Gabumon's earlier invitation, Jonas clambered onto the colossus' inconceivable heft, nestling himself against the tortoise shell of a gut, admiring abs the size of cinder blocks. Never before had he imagined himself in such a situation given how large he used to be, but then again he'd never have thought that someone with this kind of ability existed, both in his area and in general. It entranced him with all sorts of possibilities.

"Yeah, I'm totally loaded most nights I come here," Chris' mouth contorted itself into a wry grin, pleased at the other mon's diligent worship of his tremendous bulk. The ministrations coming from the other reptile Digimon got him to pull his fists down to his sides, pushing out his torso in an awe-inspiring display of enormity where his pecs had actually pushed out further than his gut thanks to the absurd amount of beef stuffed into those chest boulders.

Jonas gasped when he felt the muscle groups that he held onto suddenly jump in size, thrilled that he got to witness such a thing firsthand. "Well, I can see why you do this. Drinks, sex, and you get to take the size of shit-disturbers. Fuck, I'm surprised more people don't do this."

Chris glanced down at the ExVeemon with a sly grin plastered on his mug. "Plus I work at the bank on Main Street, so I'm nowhere near strapped for cash."

Jonas felt like a bombshell had just been dropped onto him, jumping back while keeping his surprised visage pointed at the other Digimon. "Isn't that the one that converts size data to money?"

"The very same!" Chris proudly beamed. "Idiots like them have been padding my bank account for a while now."

It felt bizarre to fathom, but Jonas actually felt fairly at ease being with the other reptile for the first time that evening. "You ever see any stop by after you drain them?"

"Quite often, in fact. Those guys tend not to maintain eye contact for very long though," Chris snickered. "It's probably how most of them got so huge in the first place, now that I think about it."

"I imagine they learn their lesson real quick after that happens."

Chris rolled his eyes. "You'd think so, but if they wanna pay the fee, I'd be happy to teach them all over again."

Jonas felt his crotch stir from the prolonged contact with the Gabumon. He'd started getting antsy from being cooped up in the room with the titan and hadn't noticed until then how much of the other mon's musk had filled the air. It drove him crazy with the need to be huge, hoping that he'd get the chance to soon. "Good thing I came back then, I don't have an account there."

"Very fortuitous indeed, though I kinda hoped that the message would be obvious to everyone by now. All you gotta do is not be a dick, and then nothing will happen to you." The increase in attention to his midsection spurred Chris' libido further, causing a few thin rivulets of precum to dribble down the length of his leviathan shaft to the base. "Hell, I'll even go out of my way to make the guys I'm fooling around bigger."

That was exactly what Jonas was hoping to hear. "Oh really?"

"Yeah, it makes it more fun for everyone involved."

"Everyone including..." Jonas gulped. "Me, perhaps?"

"Absolutely! Don't you worry your pretty little head off about that. For now, however," Chris grabbed the smaller reptile along both sides and brought him right to his pecs, relishing the feeling of the ExVeemon squirming in his grasp, "why don't you have some fun, hmm? It's not every day that you get access to someone three times your height. You can use me to imagine how huge you'll end up."

Jonas didn't need to be told twice. With gusto, he went ahead and dove his snout between the other mon's scaled chest, reveling in the sheer size of the pectorals that flanked him. He coveted their stature, feeling up-close how even one of them heavily outweighed him without trying. Their immensity was what he wanted in himself, and what he envisioned that he'd have.

Yeah, he'd be that huge, even bigger than he was the first time that he was here! Fuck, he'd make his former self look like a twink with how colossal he'd become. Having a chest that rivalled the fronts of sedans? That'd be the dream right there, only it was closer to existing than he realized.

Every shirt in his wardrobe would shred if he tried to wear them at that size, and he loved the thought of it. His torso would be so enormous that door frames would shudder upon hearing that he was in the vicinity. Pectorals best measured by the size of car tires wouldn't be adequate with lats that flared out wider than the vehicles that they attached to; it was tractor tires or bust.

Jonas's cock had sprung free from his pants at some point during his fantasizing, no doubt liberating it himself while daydreaming of his larger physique. While not as impressive as the Gabumon's gargantuan fuckmeat, it was pretty impressive in its own right. He'd still be the talk of the town for men of his size, but it wasn't enough. He wanted more.

His hips thrust his turgid endowment forth, groaning in delight as he felt it slip between those diamond-hard boulders of muscle. Goddamn, he had no idea how good this felt, wondering if there was a way that he could've experienced this sooner.

Thrust. He moaned aloud as he pictured himself with those arms, sinewy limbs that put steel cables to shame with their density. Being able to pick up girders? Try being able to pick up the crane that hauled them! Thrust. He'd be a blue-skinned behemoth, the largest of his kind that the world would ever see; he'd be the envy of all those who got to witness his greatness.

Thrust. And speaking of limbs, how about those legs? Quads packed with hundreds of pounds of beef, capable of kicking a skyscraper to rubble. Thrust. Jonas' calves alone would outsize people, with each limb being swollen bigger than a car. He would have people climbing all over his bulk, wishing that they, themselves, could get a taste of that kind of size.

Then there was his back; small now, but so much more to offer later on. Thrust. It'd grow mountainous from all the musculature stuffed under his hide, the defined peaks and valleys that he's got now growing monstrous in the distance between them. Thrust. He'd get so wide from the added heft, giving him lats broad and flat enough to land an airplane on, something that people wouldn't soon forget. Thrust.

And then there'd be his junk, far exceeding his current meagre offering. He wanted it to be colossal, not able to be measured by conventional means. Thrust. Telephone poles were too small for him, as were columns from colosseums. The only thing comparable that'd make him happy were tree trunks, but not the ones he'd find at the park. He wouldn't be content until he grew a pillar that rivaled redwoods.

Thrust. He would be remiss if he didn't fantasize about his balls, or rather his prodigious cum tanks that would smother smaller men should they ask. Thrust. Constantly churning with seed, they'd audibly gurgle with the urge to release everything that they produced, draining themselves dry when he found a suitable mate to plunge himself into.

Jonas managed one last thrust before he cried out, shooting his gooey jizz into the titan's pec cavity, craving the bulk that he held onto. It was all so much for him to handle. He bucked his hips flush with the other man's chest, blasting every rope of cum that he could. It'd been the most intense climax that he'd ever had since shrinking.

"There we go!" Chris chuckled, observing the panting ExVeemon clinging onto his chest. Carefully, he lifted the other reptile up, making sure not to restrict his breathing in any way, and brought the smaller man's crotch towards his mouth. In one swift motion, he shot his tongue underneath the other Digimon's balls and slurped along the blue-scaled crotch rocket, closing his lips around it as he removed the remnants of ballbatter with a single suck. "Feeling better now?"

"Much, thanks," Jonas sputtered. His heart beat at a mile a minute as he came down from his sexual high, his mind still awash with imagery of him at his desired size. Truthfully, it'd be a bit of a pipe dream for him to ever get quite that large, but he'd take whatever he was given.

Chris grinned, eyeing the other reptile through his glasses resting on the end of his snout. "I'm glad, because now the real fun can start!"

Before Jonas could say anything, he felt a warmth radiate out through where the other Digimon's hands contacted his flesh, exactly like the previous time. It washed over him in a wave of euphoric bliss, craving all that was about to come next. He couldn't wait!

It started out low on his body, coalescing in his rear end first. He groaned as his cheeks bloated with size, surpassing even what he'd had at his biggest size. A moan of delight escaped from his throat the longer that it continued, craving all the size that was being pumped into him. He wanted it to keep going, making him as big as possible, not halting until he was good and ready...

...Only for the sensation to stop right then and there. He opened his eyes in surprise, unsure of what just happened until he noticed how ample his booty had become. His ass, and only his ass, had swelled to impossible heights, while the rest of him remained exactly the same as before. Of all the times for the Gabumon to have a sense of humour... "Hilarious."

"Just wanted to remind you of how much of an ass you were the first time we met," Chris guffawed, his heavily muscled chest bouncing at the other mon's delayed reaction. "Okay, for real this time."

Like before, Jonas sensed the energy coming from the colossus diffusing throughout his entire being. He loved the warming essence spreading across his body like it was emanating from his very soul. In an instant, every part of his form felt the warmth reach it, and was ready to receive the Gabumon's blessing.

Bulk spilled down his frame like water along a banister after a rainfall, collecting in particular areas to beef him out farther than where he started. He'd forgotten to remove his clothing, though that'd been pushed to the back of his mind as the only thing that mattered to him was getting beefier. He coveted the size being pumped into him, ballooning up as if being connected to an air compressor fitted to shoot muscle out of its nozzle. It made him want more.

His arms swelled up immensely, more than tripling their size in a matter of seconds as the amount of heft given in order to achieve that was a drop in the hat for the other Digimon considering that he'd likely cause an insane amount of property damage were he to try to leave. He loved the thought of that, hoping that he'd make it up to that size soon. Those limbs of his bloated enormous in seemingly the blink of an eye, his triceps flaring out huger than other people's thighs.

Jonas' chest was next, piling on weight like it was going out of style and that he wanted the rest of the supply for himself. He huffed, watching his pecs rise higher with each heaving breath, adoring the utter immensity that they'd grown to become. They felt heavenly in his grasp. He fondled them with zeal, wanting them to go further beyond what even his wildest dreams had come up with.

His back widened in sync with his front, giving him the appearance of someone who practically lived in the gym. Winglike lats larger than what they used to be became a reality in no time flat, shredding right through both his T-shirt and jacket without much difficulty. Not that he minded as this was something that he cared about more than anything else at that moment.

The same could be said for his lower half, with his quads surging with beef like it'd never had previously. They'd grown lean, not enough for the individual striation to show through, but just enough to make it look like they were nothing but rippling muscle mass. They blasted his pants right off, not even giving them any mercy as he reduced them to strips of fabric that fell to the bed below him. It would all be worth it in the end.

And then there was his package, already erect from the feeling of growth welling up over his entire body, now feeling it for itself. His dick bulged with need, bloating up past the size of a two-litre bottle and wanting to release his seed despite having done so mere moments ago. Having orbs balloon beyond medicine balls certainly helped achieve that.

It was all so much to take in at once that Jonas worried that he couldn't handle it all happening. He wanted this so badly, and he didn't want it to stop, but it felt like a lot to manage as he hadn't become used to it yet. That caused him to steel his resolve and hold on as best as he could. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that he wasn't about to give up, no matter how big the Gabumon made him. He was going to accept anything that was given to him, and he was going to love it.

Yet, he couldn't stop himself from feeling panic begin to trickle through him as he sensed his limbs start to bloat past the point of bending properly. No longer able to rest his arms by his sides, they were forced to stay at an ever-increasing angle as more and more beef was packed onto his frame. He gasped when the growth stopped, untold pounds of musculature forcing his head to lock straight forward as he stared at the other mon in alarm. "You're not actually gonna leave me like this, are you?"

"Naw, I just think this is funny. I'd only make someone a meatball if they wanted that," Chris explained. With a wry smirk, he let the growth commence again.

The warmth blanketed Jonas for a third time that night, only he could tell that this one felt different. Relief began to envelop him as his frame started lengthening, allowing for his immense muscularity to spread around his form like it was meant to.

While developing more realistic proportions, his body still maintained irrational dimensions that would make him stand out in most any crowd that he'd happen to find himself in. Even though they were smaller than they just were, his pecs actually felt heavier than before, a firm grope with both hands indicating to him that he couldn't even dent the flesh. It elicited a glob of preseed to belch forth from his monumental python.

Speaking of which, his pole had swelled past the size of what his torso used to be, a fact that thrilled him to his core. He loved that it alone left his former body in the dust. And his balls - god, how they were massive! They churned fresh spunk the bigger that he got, waiting for the perfect chance to unleash it all into the world.

It was as if Jonas' soul had orgasmed, feeling the rate of his growth begin to peter out, but feeling himself multitudes larger than where he had started that evening. The horn at the end of his snout flourished in tandem with his burgeoning frame, thankful that it didn't get left behind as it would've made him appear very bizarre compared to his ExVeemon compatriots. But they didn't have the bulk that he did; no, he'd have to let them experience this kind of size firsthand, let them clamber on top of him. He'd share his gifts with anyone who wanted to.

"I can see that you're feeling a lot better now," Chris mused, his body feeling lighter thanks to offloading thousands of pounds of heavy bulk onto the other Digimon.

"I am!" Jonas beamed, ecstatic with the rapid ascension granted to him. Never before did he think he'd achieve this kind of size, but now he'd try his best to keep his head in the game. "I'm not gonna screw up this time. I aim on keeping this size."

"Glad to hear the change of heart." A quick glance down at himself told Chris a lot of information that he'd only just realized. Thankfully, he'd shrunk a fair bit, needing to donate only several hundred pounds of beef more in order for his clothing to even enter the realm of wearable again. The thing was that it wasn't the first time that he'd seen that kind of immensity that night. "For the record, I'm about the size of what that Grizzlymon was when he came in."

Jonas stopped admiring himself for a split-second to look up at the Gabumon, his eyes bulging out as wide as dinner plates when he saw that the other Digimon was still just a little bit bigger than he currently was. "You're kidding me!"

"Oh dude, I wish I was," Chris pursed his lips, giving the other mon a serious look. "That guy made me nervous."

Picturing what the other man normally looked like compared to what he looked like now gave Jonas pause. To think that the Gabumon took on a man that titanic and came out on top; he was glad that he didn't get to the club earlier that night to potentially be a victim. "Goddamn, alright, I completely understand."

"Yeah, and it makes me glad that I dealt with the problem as quickly as I did because I could see in his eyes he was fixing to hurt someone." As much as Chris felt relieved that he managed to stop the Grizzlymon before something bad could've happened, there was one other benefit that he enjoyed far more than anything else. "Plus his size felt incredible to have for myself," he said, his cock dripping with pre.

Jonas eyed the other mon's heft for himself, though realized that he was in a much better position than before to experience it for himself. With lascivious intent, he groped the Gabumon's chest, noting that, while it had shrunk to a fraction of the size of what it was previously, it was still gigantic when compared to what the rest of the men in the club had to offer. "It feels incredible from my perspective, too."

Chris, in return, fondled the ExVeemon's wide back, gripping onto those lats and discovering that they didn't budge no matter how hard he clenched down on them. "I'm not the only thing that feels incredible, stud."

"Oh fuck, go on." An embarrassingly whorish moan left Jonas' mouth as the other reptile praised him, both verbally and physically. He bucked his hips against the bigger Digimon, his cock oozing precum like there was no tomorrow. "Tell me more."

"Tell you, what, that you're the apotheosis of what a mon should be?" Chris smirked, liking how the ExVeemon was basking in the attention. "Tell you that you'd make any man weak in the knees just from a single glance in your direction?" The more that he flattered the other titan, the more he felt him become like putty in his grip. "Tell you that you'd make the life of any guy in the club if you bedded them?"

It was everything and anything that Jonas wanted to hear. "Yes, all that!" He tensed up as his rod shot forth another dollop of pre from the string of compliments, his musculature exploding in size from flexion. "Keep going!"

"You'd bust through the doorways in this place without trying. You could pick up vehicles in the parking lot one-handed while jerking yourself off with the other," Chris could feel the other Digiman squirm in his grasp, just how he liked them. Charming his partners was his favourite part of the night. "You could make a gloryhole in any wall that you wanted to."

"Yes!" Jonas bellowed his arousal to whomever was listening in to it. In his lust-drunken stupor, he clamped his hands down on the other lizard's tremendous shoulders, nearly cumming on the spot when he felt how wide the Gabustud was. It was like he was playing with a life-sized replica of himself, knowing almost how huge his own form was just by letting his fingers dance along the bigger man's enormity. "And I bet you could do the same, drill into any surface that you wanted to." It was intoxicating how he got to experience this kind of size without needing to dream of it.

The specific choice of words got Chris to smirk, a wry smile adorning his face as he bent closer to his partner's ear. "Any surface, yes, but also any_one_ as well."

A sudden shudder ripped up Jonas' spine when he heard what the other Digimon said. "A-Anyone?"

"Yes, anyone," Chris confirmed. "I've had my way with my fair share of both the other patrons, as well as the staff," he cooed. As if to illustrate his point, he let his fingers meander down the ExVeemon's vast musculature, all the way to those blue-skinned glutes that jutted out proudly thanks to his benevolent gift. "How do you think they got so huge in the first place? I had to come into contact with them at some point, and what better way to do that than to bed them and make them bigger, hmm?"

Jonas leaked precum faster at the mere thought alone. "They let you?" He whimpered, picturing the various staff members blowing up in size in a matter of seconds.

"Oh yes, they let me. They practically begged me." An impish grin wormed its way across Chris' face as he chuckled. "They wanted to get huge so badly."

"They did?"

"Oh yeah, they did," Chris said, his breathing growing laboured the higher his arousal was spiking. "They did for one distinct purpose."

Jonas gulped, already guessing what that might've been. "And what was that purpose?"

"So I could fuck them."

They were incredibly simple words, and yet they made Jonas whine like a dog. "I was hoping that was the case."

"Oh?" Chris continued his ministrations on the other behemoth's rear end, kneading those globular cheeks as the smaller mon wriggled in his grasp.

"C-Can you-" Jonas moaned before getting to complete his sentence. "Can you fuck me too?"

"Consider your wish granted." With a mischievous laugh, Chris slid himself down until he was laying flush with the broken bed, the other man sitting erect on his swollen abgut. "Trust me, I'm good at making people feel good."

The abrupt rise in elevation startled Jonas at first, but then became accustomed to it when the other Adonis' groping calmed him down. "I'm counting on it." His tail flagged in the air when he felt the throbbing presence of the bigger Digimon's massive log of Gabumon fuckmeat by his rear entrance.

"Goddamn eager one, aren't ya?" That was the kind of partner that Chris loved to tease, those who wanted it just as badly as he did. "Hope you're ready for the ride of a lifetime because there's no brakes in our future."

Jonas didn't quite understand what was meant by that, but he got an inkling of an idea when he felt the other mon lift his ass up into the air, the tip of that stupendous cock smearing pre all over his winking pucker. He groaned his delight as he got worked over.

Chris steadied himself with his breathing as he brushed his preseed all over the other lizard's tailhole, needing to remain stable given that there was no chance for him to see what he was doing. He'd done this a bunch of times, however, and knew exactly how best to pleasure his partner at every step of the way. He was happy that his pelt didn't bunch up too much as there wasn't much of an opportunity to correct it now.

The anticipation was threatening to kill Jonas as it kept up. He just wanted that leviathan obelisk shoved up his chute, and he wanted it now! As if the Gabumon had heard his wish, he felt the thick cockhead brush up against his delicate ring of muscle, shoving its way inside as he grunted his approval.

"That's it, that's what we all like to see," Chris shuddered. Slowly, but surely, he forced his way into his lover, gently as can possibly be given that the ExVeemon easily had never seen this kind of size before, let alone had taken it up the ass. Well, he was a firm believer in there being a first time for everything, and was an ardent supporter of being there to help others in that regard. It helped that he had a perfect track record in helping people discover what first they were looking for.

Jonas felt his moaning grow louder the more that he got impaled on the other mon's meat, but he loved every inch that got driven into him. His anal cavity hadn't had an intruder in quite some time, and yet the tree-trunk pole had been welcomed as much as it could be into his bowels. He'd never been loose before when he'd gotten fucked by other men, but he certainly wasn't here, not with a goddamn pillar trying to enter him. Still, the feeling of getting stretched out like that was to die for.

Chris huffed as he kept pushing his cock as far as it could reasonably go. Normally it was never this difficult to get someone to take him to hilt, but he usually had his way with bottoms or other guys who kept their assholes practiced. It'd been ages since he felt someone this tight, and while his body was _screaming_to just give the smaller man all that he had to offer, he knew deep down that he wouldn't appreciate the same treatment from someone that he'd been trusting thus far. Nevertheless, he'd get his wish really soon as it wasn't long before he'd plunged balls deep into the blue-scaled mon.

Every solid centimetre of dick that shoved into him got Jonas gasping out in a staccato fashion. He was almost feeling like it was too much, but he opened himself up as much as he could because he wanted the entire thing inside of him. Little by little he pressed back against the plundering shaft to try and help its assault until finally, he'd taken every last inch of it, and it felt amazing! This definitely awakened something in him, no doubt.

Having the other reptile accept everything that he had to offer nearly got Chris to shoot his load then and there, but where would the fun in that be? He kept edging himself as long as he could to ensure that the other man got as much of his potent Digibatter deluging his system as possible. Slowly at first, he pulled out just enough to hear the ExVeemon moan in glee before slamming back into the other Digistud with a quickening pace. It'd been ages since he had the chance to fuck someone else around his size, and he missed it.

Jonas, meanwhile, missed getting fucked by a man around his size, reveling in the stretching that the Gabumon was giving to him. His insides got worked over by hundreds of pounds of Digicock, loosening his inner walls up to the point where it could just glide on inside of him while still offering up a ton of resistance. As if to prove the point, he clenched down as hard as he could, feeling the pole in his ass nearly grind to a halt as the other man groaned out in euphoric bliss.

Chris hadn't anticipated the ExVeemon being cheeky with their fun, though he didn't mind it in the slightest. With the way that they had been clutching onto each other's prodigious physiques, they both wanted it as rough as the other could give him, so it came with no downsides that the other man was doing just that. He pressed back with more force, trying to shove his crotch rocket in as hard as it could go by wearing down the other colossus' stamina. He eventually grew to be victorious when he felt the other mon's innards give and allow him to fuck unimpeded once more.

Jonas had the sloppiest grin adorning his face as he let himself get skewered by the other mon's titanic tool. His resistance had faded, leaving him mentally begging for the Gabumon to go harder. He knew that the pair of them wanted it as badly as the other did. That got him to push his ass back with every thrust, helping the other reptile along with the fucking. He wanted to get his lover to cum as quickly as he could, and would wear it like a badge of honour.

The sudden shift in the ExVeemon's attitude put Chris on edge, not anticipating how much the other goliath wanted to be fucked so badly. That got him realizing that he needed to go harder - much harder - with his bucking, now pistoning into the other mon with reckless abandon. He normally waited a little bit to really remove the brakes from the fucktrain, but if the smaller man wanted it, then so shall he give it.

Jonas felt his tongue loll out of his mouth as he bounced upon the other man's throbbing cock, his dimpled glutes slapping against the Gabumon's pelvis. His grip on the other Digimon's chest grew stronger the harder that he got fucked, though he welcomed the anal onslaught with gusto. Was this really what sleeping with the stud was like? Did everyone always have this good of a time? He'd have to see what it was like to be on the giving end, for real this time.

Chris jackhammered his prick up as hard as he could, his crotch battering the other man's ass as he flattened his lover's prostate like a button wired directly to the pleasure centre of his brain. He rutted the ExVeemon like a wild animal, though the both of them had assumed those roles in their lovemaking. The way that his breathing struggled to retain normalcy indicated that he wasn't far off from feeling the effects of release overtake him, though he couldn't tell whether he'd be the first to blow or if the other lizard would. That would be fun to find out.

The more that he got impaled, the more that Jonas whimpered, knowing that orgasm was just around the corner. His schlong had been leaking like a broken faucet, coating his aching balls and the abgut of the Gabumon under him with translucent pre, the likes of which he'd never dribbled before. It felt like a lot of his frustrations were getting fucked out of him, like the other Digimon was an emotional therapist who worked with his magnum dong. If that wasn't already the case, it certainly could be now.

Chris gritted his teeth as he struggled to hold on, feeling himself creep ever so close to the edge of climax the longer that he bucked into his lover. The musk that had filled the room came from the both of them, intermingling in the air that he'd been breathing in over the last little while and fraying his nerves like crazy. He loved the way that the both of them smelled, wishing that he had enough flexibility to get a whiff of the other man before he fired off. It turned out that even thinking of doing so was enough to get him to blow, crying out with passion before feeling his floodgates burst wide open and barraging the ExVeemon with his virile Digibatter.

Jonas' eyes nearly bugged out of his skull as he felt the other man's cumpipe bulge out and gush out untold litres of seed the likes of which most people would never experience in their lifetimes. The abrupt change in pressure threw him entirely off balance, letting his own blasts rocket forth from his dick high into the air before raining back down on the two of them. Never before had he cum so hard in his life, but he basked in the fact that this is what he got to look forward to from now on.

More and more Chris pumped his pillar into the ExVeemon, pushing his pelvis flush with the smaller man's ass to try and prevent any of his monstrous load from leaking out. His lips pursed as he geysered rope after sticky rope into the other reptile's tailhole, painting the inner walls a pearlescent white. With how pent up he'd gotten over the last little while, he really needed this.

Jonas couldn't believe how long this was lasting. He whimpered in glee at how much his bowels had been inundated with his lover's spunk, wanting it to last as much as possible. There were no clocks in the room at all, but it wouldn't even matter if there were as it felt like whole eternities had passed by, rather than however long it really had. It made him glad that he got this opportunity. After feeling he'd cum his soul out, his cock began to flag as there was nothing left for his cum tanks to fire off, much to his relief. He really needed this.

Chris, too, grunted as the last of his cum got shot up into the other Digimon, leaving him spent and elated at how well the two of them paired up with one another. "To be honest," he groaned, sucking air into his lungs to return his breathing back to normal, "I kinda pegged you for a top when I first saw you."

"Not particularly. I'm kinda just a slut for growth," Jonas stated unabashedly, a huge grin stretching across his face from ear-to-ear. He relished the experience with the Gabustud, though he looked forward to being able to do the same with other men that he met here. Erm, he'd be able to do that now, wouldn't he? "So, I guess I gotta give a lotta this back then, huh?" He eased off of the other man's leviathan rod, though not as much seed escaped as he thought would've.

"Fuck it." Exhaustion was all Chris could feel at the moment, but even then it was his plan the whole time to let the other reptile Digimon enjoy the size that he gave him. "All that's yours. Go ahead and keep it."

That caught Jonas off-guard, but he couldn't have been more ecstatic if he'd tried. "Wait, seriously?!" He nearly felt himself bouncing off of the walls in excitement.

"Yeah, I needed to offload some size anyway, so this works out for me too." With a measured push, he righted himself as best as he could, needing quite a bit of force in order to move his incredible bulk. It gave him the perfect opportunity to bask in the cuteness emanating from the blue-scaled mon at finding out that the size was his. "Being a hulking lizard looks good on you, you know."

The relentless complimenting coming from the Gabumon got Jonas blushing something fierce, a rosy pink setting in from cheek to cheek. "It helps that I've got quite the behemoth to show me how good it all looks," he beamed.

Chris laughed at the praise, tenderly rubbing his thumb down the other lizard's face. "Hey now, you keep flattering me like that, and I'll start acting up again. I might have to take that ass just to calm me down."

"And I'd let you!" Jonas pressed back against the other titan's erecting shaft, feeling it throb to life between his muscular cheeks. He didn't know if he was actually ready to go again so soon, but his body certainly felt the need to. It was only then that he noticed that he'd been pressing his hands against the remnants of the outfit that he'd worn to the club, grabbing a few strips of fabric and sighing at his predicament. "Shit, wish I'd thought to bring an extra change of clothes."

"So," Chris shifted himself into a more comfortable position, "this kinda thing has been happening often enough lately that the club actually stocks clothing to wear if you don't fit into yours anymore. All you gotta do is ask."

"With my cock out like this?" Jonas did a double take at the response.

Chris shot the ExVeemon a knowing look. "It's preferred, actually."

"Guess I'm not the only muscle slut around here then, huh?" Jonas smirked. "What are you planning on doing now?"

"I might call Jeff in here for some fun," Chris said, his monolithic prick pulsing at full mast again. "I have a hankering to see the Gargomon bust out of his uniform."

The image of the goliath Digimon shredding his attire from growing out of it nearly got Jonas spurting pre all over again; he had to see this for himself. "You know what, I might just stick around then."