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"Wow."

That was all Rick could think to say now that he finally had Tyler alone in the mall's supply closet. Normally the bear was nonchalant about pretty much anything. But the moment he had spotted Tyler coming out of a store at the mall called Big Beasty Boutique it had taken a tangible effort for him not to react with the surprised expletive and dropped-jaw that otherwise would have been his response. Instead Rick acted casual while walking towards Tyler as fast as he could without drawing attention and grabbing the purple dragon's wrist. A sharp command of 'come with me' hissed quietly to Tyler convinced the dragon to follow Rick into the first private space he could find: the janitor's closet. Now he was all alone in the surprisingly spacious room lined on several walls with various cleaning and toiletry supplies with Tyler; all ten feet of him.

"Uh... what's wrong, Rick?" Tyler asked nervously.

He still had no idea why the bear had dragged him in here. Obviously the dragon had a pretty good guess but he had been expecting shocked cursing and disbelieving demands for information not being dragged into a broom closet. When that thought crossed Tyler's mind his cheeks suddenly flushed as his brain reminded him what Typically happened in broom closets. Or at least what TV and Movies said happened in them most of the time.

"Nothing. Nothing at all is wrong." Rick replied calmly. As he spoke the bear's hand relaxed its grip on Tyler's wrist and slowly began sliding its way up the purple dragon's arm. "What makes you think something is wrong?"

Tyler blinked. "Well... I mean, besides you suddenly dragging me in here without warning? Do I really need to mention the elephant in the room? I was expecting you to ask about why I'm so much bi-"

Before Tyler could finish his sentence Rick cut him off with a sharp "Nope." When Tyler raised an eye ridge in confusion Rick continued. "Not talking about that. Not right now. That'll come later. And you ARE going to give me straight answers. Just not right now. Whats important now is you."

As the bear explained himself his hand continued sliding up Tyler's arm until it was resting on the dragon's bicep; what little of it there was. Tyler was acutely aware of the very intentional physical contact from Rick and began to feel uncomfortable. Not so much because he disapproved but that it was so foreign that he wasn't sure how to react. When Rick finished Tyler gladly took the opportunity to divert his attention with more conversation.

"What do you mean what's important is me?" He asked. When he spoke Tyler noticed a slight shiver run through the bear. It was barely noticeable but it had been there. Now that Tyler thought about it Rick had done that several times now; every time Tyler had spoken since they got in here. Being the somewhat socially awkward dragon he was, Tyler obliviously asked "Are you OK? You look like you're getting chills." Before Rick had a chance to answer his first question."

It took the bear a moment to reply. When he finally did his words stunned Tyler. "Tyler. Forgive me for being blunt and a bit crude but do you know how turned on I am right now? Again, sorry for the imagery but my dick is so hard right now I'm genuinely concerned my zipper is about to bust open."

On reflex Tyler looked down from Rick's face to his waist even before he fully digested what the bear had said and saw that the bear was, indeed, harboring quite the impressive tent in the front of his jeans. That made Tyler's cheeks turn white-hot; particularly when his train of thought caught up and it clicked that Rick was saying HE was the cause of that.

"Look Tyler. I'm going to be blunt with you. If you aren't cool with what's going down you say the word and this whole thing becomes a simple conversation about what's going on with you and nothing more." Rick explained; his hand now squeezing possessively, but not aggressively or uncomfortably, Tyler's upper arm. He paused for a couple of seconds to give Tyler a chance to speak up but when the dragon didn't he continued. "But if you're not inclined to do that well..."

Suddenly Rick stepped forward while both of his hands reached up to grab Tyler's shoulders. Rick gave a firm, but careful shove to Tyler's shoulders and forced the dragon to backpedal a few steps until their back bumped up against the wall. Now 'pinned' between the wall and the much shorter, but far from tiny, bear Tyler stared, shocked, at the assertive move by the bear. After a moment longer of holding the dragon's shoulders in place the bear's grip softened. His hands slid down from Tyler's shoulders and came to rest on the dragon's broad chest. It wasn't broad because of muscle, Tyler had very little, but simply because the dragon was so BIG. Rick had no idea how or why Tyler was suddenly ten feet tall but he hadn't just gotten taller. The dragon had actually GROWN. He wasn't stretched out or elongated he simply had been scaled up from his old self to this like someone using a proportional scaler tool in a photo editor. Even a lean chest like Tyler's was broad when they were nearly twice most normal people's height.

"It's no secret that I'm a size queen, Tyler." Rich explained to the confused and flustered dragon. "I love big guys and girls. Particularly when they're bigger than me. But you know me, Tyler. You can see me right now. It may not look it from your perspective anymore but you know I'm a beast. I'm not saying that to brag or be up my own ass it's just true. I'm over seven feet tall and built like the most stereotypical bear ever if that stereotype then started hitting the gym." The bear's arms tensed to emphasize his point; biceps swelling slightly and forearms tightening like steel cable under intense tension. When they relaxed Rick's hands began roaming their way up and down Tyler's chest and stomach to explore every bit of detail he could feel through the shirt. His attention left Tyler's face to instead focus on looking over the dragon's body even as he continued talking "So you can imagine how rare it is for anyone to be bigger than me. Your brother obviously applies and yea he's cool and all. Then there's Fang. I'll be the first to admit his body is drop dead gorgeous but his personality just doesn't click very well with mine so I'm content to leave him as eye candy."

Suddenly Rick's head shot back up and locked eyes with Tyler's. The intensity in the power-lifter proportioned ursine's gaze made Tyler flinch self consciously but he couldn't bring himself to look away. After a few moments of that intense look that left Tyler plenty of time for all kinds of increasingly irrational concerns or potential horrible outcomes for what was about to come Rick finally spoke again; this time with the heat in his voice replaced with what Tyler could only quantify as wonder.

"Do you have ANY idea how indescribably hot it is to see the cute, short little dragon who's been overshadowed his whole life by his over-sized younger brother just casually show up one day tall enough to scrape their heads on most ceilings?"

There were so many implications and suggestions in that statement from the words themselves to the provocative, inviting, and expectant tones in the bear's voice that Tyler struggled to process all of them. So, of course, his socially awkward brain decided to hone in on the most inconsequential part of Rick's admission.

"Wait, you think I'm cute? Like, little kid brother or pet kitten cute or..."

Rick continued staring down Tyler, if with less intensity now, as if trying to discern if the dragon was fucking with him. When he was sure they weren't Rick snorted in amusement. "THATS what you're focusing on? Gods, Tyler. YES. I think you're cute. Honestly, a lot more people would too if you'd stop wearing such baggy clothes and trying to be inconspicuous all the time. Setting aside the fact that the top of my head doesn't even reach your shoulders anymore, a fact that I will gladly tell you is making my heart feel like its about to pound its way out of my chest, you're pretty attractive in your own right. Yea maybe its not the hardened, stereotypically manly type of look but you've got a great smile when you deign to show it to anyone, its cute when you get frustrated and your tail sticks out straight behind you for a moment, and you have very pretty eyes."

Rick's lurid grin had softened to a more gentle expression during his speech. Then the bear's eyebrows shot up slightly as something occurred to him.

"To clarify so you don't misunderstand. I'm not making a pass at you, Tyler. I definitely think it would be a fun thing for a while but I don't think our personalities mesh well enough for long-term intertwining. Besides, someone else already has their eye on you and I have no intention of trying to steal you out from under them. Let's just say if you're willing to upgrade our friend status to friends with benefits my signature would be on that agreement before the ink was dry. Metaphorically speaking, of course."

"I uh... Um..." Tyler stammered stupidly, overwhelmed. His mind was racing so fast trying to decipher everything Rick had just told him that he couldn't put two thoughts. "I don't. I mean. We could er maybe if..."

"Ok whoa there, Tyler. Let's take a step back." Rick said to draw Tyler out of the mental overload evident on their face. "Sorry if I laid it on a bit thick there. I know you're smart, definitely damned smarter than me, but I also know you're not exactly the most... lets call it socially seasoned. So here's what I propose."

Slowly, Rick let both his hands glide down Tyler's torso where they had yet to stop gently massaging him through his shirt and stopped at his waistband. His thumbs hooked into the hem of the dragon's shirt and hiked it up a bit; enough to show the bottom third of Tyler's taunt, smooth stomach.

"I'm just going to do stuff until you either tell me to do something else or tell me to stop. The moment you say stop I'm done. You're in control of where and how far this goes." Rick offered in a voice quickly lowered to a flirtatious whisper. Rick's attention was no longer on Tyler's face again but rather watching his hands hike up Tyler's shirt a bit more until most of their stomach was exposed. "So until you decide to pull the plug, just let me do some... 'stuff'."

With how much raw lust Rick packed into the growl his last word had turned into Tyler couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement. That excitement was magnified when he helped Rick get his shirt off when the bear's reach couldn't lift it any higher. The dragon wasn't used to this kind of attention at all much less someone being this forward and blunt about it. But it was a far less complicated situation than the tangled up ball of Christmas lights that was everything else Rick had dumped on him. And it was more than enough of a distraction to let him leave that untangling process for later.

"Mmmm..." Rick hummed contentedly as he let his hands roam across Tyler's now-bare upper body. He had to admit while Tyler may have had little visible muscle on him he was still surprisingly firm and taunt. Seeing Tyler without a baggy shirt obscuring most of him the bear was impressed and excited to see that Tyler actually had a pretty decent build if not a muscular one.

Rick's hands roamed up Tyler's chest, then over his shoulders before sliding back down along the dragon's arms. It didn't escape Rick's notice that his hands had to raise above his own head in order to reach Tyler's shoulders. His fingers brushed down the dragon's biceps once again; making Rick reevaluate them. The dragon wasn't buff but he definitely wasn't thin or frail either. His proportions were more like a swimmer's build; lean and streamlined but with just the tiniest bit of muscle and fat to pad him out. It was no wonder someone like that would be seen as, and even see themselves, as a skinny stick when comparing themselves to someone like David. But, if anything, Rick found it even more attractive that it was someone with a leaner, less bulky build like Tyler's was the one towering over him rather than another beefy guy. Not that he would have disliked of a beefy guy that tall as well. But something about Tyler's lean and compact body still towering almost three feet taller than Rick just made the drastic difference in their sizes hit harder for him.

For his part, Tyler had been near-overwhelmed with nervousness at first. He stayed almost completely still and let Rick move his hands around where they wished. More than once Tyler wanted to tell Rick to stop and he had to force himself to keep his mouth shut. He recognized that each time it hadn't been a genuine desire for things between them to stop as it had been his brain panicking from being out of his usual comfort zone. But despite his nervousness Tyler surprised himself by realizing this was a boundary he WANTED to push. It wasn't like Tyler was a virgin. He'd had a few rolls through the hay before. But for the most part they had been at best awkward experimentation when he was still in or fresh out of high school. But that had just been kinda awkward sex. This was actual intimacy; something Tyler had a good deal less experience with.

"Wanna turn around for me, big guy?"

Finding himself turned on way more by being called big guy and Rick meaning it, Tyler obediently did as Rick asked. The bear moved back a step to give the towering dragon a bit more room before immediately returning himself to admiring, both physically and generally, the dragon. To Tyler's surprise it was more than just Rick's hands he felt rubbing across his back. While the bears hands slid their way from Tyler's shoulders down across his shoulder-blades the Rick boldly moved forward and pushed his face into Tyler's back as well!

A low-pitched rumble of satisfaction came from the bear's throat while he rubbed his cheek and the side of his head along the dragon's smooth-purple hide just above the small of his back. At the same time his fingers slid down lower on their shoulder blades; finding a bit more definition there than most would expect from someone of Tyler's proportion. It wasn't going to be bulging out visibly or anything as it was only really noticeable by touch but Rick had spent enough nights with David fooling around to recognize the vestigial muscle groups in their backs that would have once powered the wings they no longer had.

"God, do you realize how huge you are, big guy?" Rick praised as much to himself as to the dragon; his voice a breathless whisper. "Do you realize how amazing it is? No one gets this big Tyler. Not naturally at least. But here you are just looming away and making even big boys like me feel small..."

"Yea, kinda." Tyler said awkwardly; not entirely sure how to respond. Unable to stop himself, Tyler chuckled under his breath and added. "I mean my head is concealingly close to the ceiling."

That got a chuckle out of the bear. "Fair." He conceded. "I'm gonna go a little further, OK big guy? Remember, you just tell me if you want to stop."

Despite his nervousness Tyler was enjoying himself far, far more than he would have expected. He was starting to get turned on enough that his pants were becoming noticeably tighter in the front. What was honestly surprising Tyler the most was how gentle Rick was being for a lack of a better term. The bear wasn't as in your face as Fang but usually he was a bit more if not aggressive at least assertive than this. The huge beast of a bear tenderly managing and guiding him like this was outright endearing. He was about to say something over his shoulder to Rick only to freeze when he felt the bear's fingers slide down his sides and slip into the waistline of his jean shorts.

Careful to only invade the shorts and not the underwear beneath, Rick slid his fingers down a few inches to feel over the curvature of Tyler's hips and thighs. He was a bit taken aback by just how much 'curve' there was. Unable to help himself he moved more quickly than he otherwise would have and wrapped his arms around Tyler's middle so his fingers could undo the dragon's pants. Though he was careful not to do any more 'touching' down there than necessary to get Tyler's pants off he couldn't help but brush his fingers or knuckles against it a few times. The bear was a bit reassured when the brief feeling of Tyler's half-hard erection told him the dragon was enjoying himself. He was also a bit surprised about the amount of 'Tyler' there was for his knuckles to brush against. Rick couldn't help but grin while thinking to himself that maybe there was a bit more dragon in Tyler than people thought.

That thought derailed when Tyler's pants abruptly fell around his ankles as soon as Rick stopped supporting them. As usual the dragon had been wearing pants a bit too big, who knows where he got jean shorts that huge, so when unbuttoned they just fell right off of him. But it wasn't the dragon's suddenly exposed and, admittedly cute, green boxer briefs that had Rick surprised.

"Damn Tyler, why the hell do you wear clothes to hide this? You have got some CAKE to you, big guy!"

To emphasize his point Rick returned his hands to Tyler's hips, far broader than one might expect, and slid them around until he were palming each of Tyler's plump but soft ass-cheeks. Each one easily dwarfed the bear's hands but it wasn't just because of the dragon's overall size. He wasn't going to be called bottom heavy or anything like that but the dragon had definitely been hiding his best feature. The build of his upper body also came into new perspective with this revelation.

"You know twinks are super hot, right? And I am far from alone in that opinion. And you're a lot better built than you seem to realize. Especially this plump booty. You've definitely got some twink ass going on back here." Rick praised, chuckling. "Also, you would definitely have made a hot twink before if you'd just let people know. But now that you're a giant twink you realize that makes you like three hundred times more attractive, right? You could smother someone with these cheeks and have room for them to bring a friend."

Tyler became increasingly flustered the longer Rick talked up his ass. He had never thought it was really that impressive so he could only guess having it blown up to two times scale made his curvier proportions more apparent. He wasn't exactly a neutral party judging his body and had spent too long being down on himself for his other shortcomings to pay much attention.

THWAK

A sharp yelp of surprise more than pain erupted from Tyler when one of Rick's hands swatted across one of his plump ass cheeks. Turning to glare over his shoulder at the bear. All he got in return was a wide grin. Apparently Rick was starting to play a bit more assertive now that he knew Tyler wasn't going to run off. With a sudden surge of confidence that impressed even himself he shot Rick his best flirtatious smirk and stuck his ass out to wiggle it in Rick's direction.

"Careful down there, little bear. I might decide to test that smothering theory on you since you're already down there."

Rick was taken aback, but not disappointed, by Tyler's confident reply. His grin grew wider. "That's my big man. Just gotta strut that confident twink energy around and you'll have anyone you want in the palm of your hand!"

Rick paused for a moment when he remembered that this situation wasn't natural; that once they were done with their fun he needed to press Tyler on how the hell he doubled in size overnight. But the moment he remembered that his last sentence elicited a rather vivid image in his head that had the bear visibly squirming. While that image was filtering through the bear's head, Tyler continued riding the wave of body positivity and confidence suddenly surging through him. Turning around to face Rick again Tyler straightened his back to maximize his height as he loomed above the bear. He was about to try his hand at teasing the bear again but the words were preempted by Rick exclaiming far louder than was probably wise.

"Holy mother fucking shit storm!"

The bear's jaw hung open and his eyes were frozen up in disbelief. Any other thoughts Rick might have had were violently emptied from his head and replaced with one single though to the exclusion of all others: Tyler's dick.

A brief pang of self-consciousness struck Tyler again at Rick's reaction but his budding confidence brutally beat it into submission. It helped that it was over the one part of himself that Tyler had actually been confident and proud of even if he wasn't much for showing it off for fear of drawing attention to the lacking remainder of his body.

The purple dragon's bright green underwear looked like it had a full-sized, extra thick salami stick stuffed into the front of it over two massive testicles that looked to be the size of baseballs at the very least if not bigger. Suddenly Rick understood why the dragon's underwear had been so tight in the back. It hadn't just been the dragons unexpectedly plump backside. He now realized it had also been that... monster stretching things out. It was so big that in its half-hard state it was actually stretching the front out so far that the elastic waistband that usually would have constricted around Tyler's pelvis was being pulled away from his waistline; exposing an inch of the ebony colored monstrosity base.

"Holy fuck, Tyler. I thought you just grew overall. Did you overshot when you did whatever it was to your junk?" Rick asked in absolute awe.

Even as he struggled to accept such a massive cock's existence Rick got on his knees robotically as if his body were running on autopilot. His nose stopped an inch or two short from the front of the obscene bulge of dick flesh filling out the dragon's underwear. Immediately his senses went haywire when his powerful ursine sense of smell was assaulted by Tyler's intense natural musk. Even smelling clean, Tyler's scent was so powerful it was making Rick a little light headed being so close to its source. When he realized he had been staring at Tyler's bulge silently for nearly thirty seconds he slowly tilted his head back to look the intimidating distance up to Tyler's face overhead. The look of confidence and even a tiny hint of smug satisfaction on the dragon's face made Rick's pulse race with excitement. Apparently his reaction was doing the dragon's confidence wonders. Rick's racing heartbeat only got worse when Tyler finally answered his question.

"Actually, no." Tyler said, allowing a bit of smug satisfaction to creep into his voice. "I only grew once. And it just scaled me up. So all that? That's all me."

Hearing that nearly made Rick blow on the spot; his body visibly shuddering with the lead up towards and abrupt release before it died back down.

"Well... shit." Rick said. "Instead of big guy maybe I need to start calling you Leviathan."

Tyler liked the sound of that.