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A heist gone wrong - that's how Wolf O'Donnell would have described it. Of course, most of the time, "gone wrong" didn't mean staring up at a huge, nude, fifty foot tall version of a member of his rival team.

It had been a simple job: get in, get the serum, and get out. The "growing huge" part was supposed to come much later. Unfortunately, two of his rivals met him on the ground, right in the middle of Corneria City: Fox and Falco, both ready to stop him the moment he exited the research facility. Wolf had tried to use the serum then and there, certain that he would have ample time to use it in order to outgrow, and outmatch, the two of them.

Fox, however, had other plans. Plans that involved soaking Falco in the experimental serum.

Every last drop had splattered onto the avian ace pilot's feathers, which quickly absorbed the fluid. Wolf had looked on in utter defeat at Falco's rapid growth, his muscular body tearing right out of his clothes in the middle of Corneria City, leaving both Fox and Wolf staring up in awe at the nude, titanic Falco.

"Well, not how I would have done it, Fox," Falco boomed overhead. All fifty feet of blue bird cast a long shadow over the two, hands on his hips as his member, easily as tall and wide as both Fox and Wolf even while flaccid, hung in full display. "But I've got to admit, this doesn't feel half-bad."

Fox was absolutely speechless as he watched Falco turn toward one of the nearby city building's reflective windows, where he could flex his muscles and appreciate his new size. If he was arrogant at his original height, adding a good hundred feet only seemed to make the ace pilot even more insufferable.

And hot, Fox had to admit, very hot. However, the erection that had started to form in his pants was nothing compared to the behemoth length that hung between Falco's legs.

Wolf, on the other hand, had finally seemed to come to his senses, and turned to tail it out of there.

"Falco!" Fox cried, "He's getting away!"

Falco turned, almost disinterested as he saw the rival mercenary running from him. Wolf ran so fast, yet from Falco's perspective, he seemed to cover almost no ground. Falco simply raised his scaly, yellow foot, flexing his toe talons before pressing down upon Wolf. The mercenary collapsed to the ground, pinned beneath the crushing weight.

Wolf grunted, squirming to right himself, head poking out from between two of the titanic bird toes that surrounded his head. Fox had run out in front of Falco's foot, and was now looking down at Wolf. Past him loomed Falco, looking quite pleased with himself.

"Great work, Falco!" Fox called up. "I don't think he's going anywhere like that."

"I don't think so, either," Falco said, clenching the two toes around Wolf's head. "But if he doesn't want me to squeeze any harder, he oughta thank me for being so gentle with him."

Wolf seemed confused by the request, until the toes clenched tighter. "Go on," Falco said. "Kiss them." Slowly, Falco exerted more pressure upon his trapped rival, whose single eye widened as he realized just how dire his situation truly was.

Soon, Wolf was planting as many kisses as he could along those taloned toes, and when Falco said, "Get your tongue in there!" Well, Wolf had little choice.

Fox watched this event unfold right next to Falco's massive foot, trying not to be noticed by his teammate as he secretly wished that it was him pinned under there. He could feel himself growing harder by the moment, the shape of his erection outlined by the suit.

"Enjoying the view, Fox?"

Somehow found out, Fox looked up at Falco, who seemed quite happy with his smaller teammate's reaction.

"Why don't you give them a bit of attention, too?" He shrugged. "After all, I've just saved Corneria from whatever Wolf had planned - no thanks to you."

"Yeah..." Fox quietly agreed, gulping a little as he drew close to the enormous foot. Kneeling next to one of the toes that surrounded Wolf's field of vision, he ran an appreciative hand over its rugged, yellow skin. His heart pounded, but in his hesitation, the toe impatiently nudged him, almost sending Fox sprawling to the ground.

"We don't have all day, Fox." Urged on by his giant friend, Fox started to gingerly apply kisses, but, much like Wolf, it only took a few moments before he was eagerly applying himself to his task - though for completely different reasons. He ran his hands all along the bird's taloned foot, fascinated by its grooves and contours, not to mention its incredible size. Fox wasn't normally so submissive, but the moment he had seen Falco nude and large enough to match some of the city's buildings, something in him had been driven absolutely wild.

A slight groan from overhead made both Fox and Wolf look up. Somewhere during their little worship session, Falco's already massive member had begun to inch upward. Now, it was almost fully engorged, the blue bird running his hand along the shaft. Both smaller pilots had completely forgotten their task, and instead looked up in awe at the erection. From their position, it almost blocked out Falco's face as he stared down at them.

From elsewhere, Corneria City's inhabitants had long since begun to flee, or, in the case of some intrepid citizens, watch from a distance, but even many of them started to run as something became shockingly apparent:

Falco was growing.

Between those two titanic toes, Wolf's head was slowly being overtaken by Falco's growing foot. He cried out, but those cries were soon muffled by a steady increase in Falco's height, burying his muzzle into the toe's crotch.

Mercifully, Falco lifted his foot from Wolf, who might have run under normal circumstances, but having just been so thoroughly humiliated, he seemed content to simply have the chance to stand and stare up at Falco, who seemed to grow with each stroke of his own slowly building erection.

Letting go of the bobbing erection, Falco took a moment to appreciate his perspective. The city had started to slowly dwindle around him, and though some buildings still stood overhead, part of him knew the serum was still working its way through his system, and that all of these pitiful structures would eventually be nothing compared to him.

But that didn't mean he couldn't have some fun in the meantime.

Bending over, he literally swept both Fox and Wolf off their feet. He wasn't done with them, but he did want to take a trip through the city in order to truly grasp his size. Still feeling the inches being added onto his form, he turned and began to stroll down the street, savoring each tremor his massive footfalls caused.

He paid little mind to the cars being trampled underneath his feet, which now easily eclipsed at least one or two at a time, reducing them to flat heaps of scrap as he made his way deeper into the heart of Corneria City.

Falco refused to watch his step, instead opting for an almost clumsy movement through Corneria's streets. This gave him an ample excuse to shove and shoulder buildings aside, not even bothering to look back as they inevitably buckled against his unrivaled strength.

Finally, at the city's center, amidst a mass of some of Corneria City's tallest buildings, buildings that still dwarfed the massive mountain of mercenary, he turned back toward the path of his rampage. His eyes lit up as he saw the trail of destruction he had left behind. Even better, he could see how his footsteps had slowly grown based on the indentations he left along the streets, to the point where, amidst the rubble and ruins, he could tell from his current position that he had at least doubled in size.

And he was still growing.

The thought drove him absolutely mad with lust.

Fox and Wolf had only seen threads of light from their prison of feathered fist. Their bodies were pressed against one another as they gasped and tried to disentangle themselves.

"Great," Wolf growled. "Looks like your boyfriend here is an even more dangerous giant than I would have been. Nice going, Fox."

"He's usually not like this," Fox tried to defend the giant who stomped through the city. "Something must have been wrong with that serum..."

"Something must be wrong with you!" Wolf sputtered, as the two were pressed against each other once again by the subtlest of squeezes by Falco's hand. "He's destroying the city out there, and you were just making out with his toes!"

But before Fox could reply, Falco finally opened his palm, which the two mercenaries easily fit within. They quickly pushed each other apart as Falco looked down at them with an amused expression, eyes half-lidded.

"Sorry to interrupt you two lovebirds," Falco said. With that, he allowed himself to drop to the ground, his sprawling, blue backside slamming into the concrete, the resulting boom sending some cars flying several feet up into the air while he created a crater-sized indent.

Falco stretched his long, and ever-growing-longer, legs out before depositing his captives between them. He was glad he had snatched the two up before his little walk - with everyone in the city evacuating, he needed someone to spectate his ascension, and who better than his cute little teammate and now pathetic once-rival?

And who better to embarrass with his next command?

Both Fox and Wolf looked between those vast legs, toward the behemoth, who had just started to recline. The two rivals beheld an enormous barrier of big blue bird balls situated just beneath a towering erection, one that effortlessly ran to twice their own heights, with considerably more girth. Mercifully, however, it seemed that Falco had stopped expanding so rapidly. Or, at least, he was already so massive that the addition of an inch or two to his size every few seconds was imperceptible.

"Come a little closer," Falco ordered. "I wanna enjoy this while I'm still small enough to see you two."

In spite of the ominousness of that command, Wolf didn't need prompting - he knew better. Joining Fox in walking closer to Falco's balls as they took in their size. They stepped onto his sack, nearly sinking into it, feeling the surprising warmth that radiated from both balls.

"Well?" Falco asked. He lowered his hand, cupping his huge sack and pressing his miniature captives up against it. "Get to work." He released his hand, leaving them lying there against his balls, which tensed as his erection throbbed once more.

Fox didn't need to be told twice. As much as he knew something was wrong with Falco, he somehow didn't care. Part of him, perhaps the same part that decided throwing the serum onto Falco, rather than himself, loved this, and felt the already present attraction for his teammate growing in tandem with Falco's own growth.

He dragged his tongue across the sack, enjoying the pleasing warmth as he occasioned to look up at the length of Falco's erection, which seemed to throb with delight at his subtle movements.

While Wolf wasn't foolish enough to refuse Falco, he did refuse to take to it with pleasure. He glared at Fox, who should have been helping him come up with a plan, disappointed that his rival would give into these strange urges.

And while Falco could barely feel them, beyond their tiny hands and legs sinking into his balls, the mere fact that they were there, teasing his body, doing whatever he said simply because he said it, was enough to get him worked up all over again.

Chuckling, he cupped his balls once more, enjoying those little, desperate squirms as he smoothed his fingers across his balls, lightly squeezing them as his gaze returned to his mounting erection. He let out a rumbling chuckle, effortlessly taking his two tiny toys into his hand, dragging them straight from his balls and up to his enormous shaft.

He released both Wolf and Fox, sitting up completely so he could look down at the two. "You know, you're both getting pretty good at this," he said. "Here, how about a promotion?"

He pinched Fox between two fingers, sliding the pint-sized pilot up his shaft before mounting him right atop his tip. He wasn't big enough to mount it - not yet, at least, but that was alright. Fox seemed ready for Falco's forceful actions, as he had wrapped himself along the shaft, and was already working the underside of his cock head, practically burying his face in the glans near his slit.

With one toy already well into his work, that just left Wolf, who rested dazedly at the erection's base.

"Well? Aren't you going to join Fox up there?" Falco asked.

Wolf looked up, and up, and still further upward toward the tip. There, he saw Fox ineffectually clinging to Falco's cock flesh, grabbing huge handfuls of it as he practically grinded himself against the erection. He snarled a little in disgust as he saw stains of pre forming within his supposedly fierce rival's pants. Wolf was made of tougher stuff, he -

He was pushed right into the cock by one of Falco's enormous fingers. The warmth radiating from it startled him. He could see veins pulsing and watched as Falco's erection throbbed with excitement.

With those two giant bird eyes glowering down at him, Wolf took hold of the erection's sides and, in yet another act of humiliation, began to drag himself up the shaft.

Falco sat back, both hands digging deep grooves into the concrete, occasionally clenching them and wreaking more destructive havoc whenever Fox hit a particularly sensitive spot. The combined feeling of Fox worshipping his tip, running his tongue teasingly close to his enormous slit, mixed with Wolf slowly working his way up the shaft, only to go tumbling back to the ground whenever his cock twitched with too much excitement, was pure bliss.

But as he inched up in height, even their best efforts were starting to feel insignificant.

Falco sighed. "You really have to have me doing everything, don't you?"

With his toys trying to pleasure him, Falco grabbed hold of his cock. He made sure to scoop both the diminutive, excited Fox and the struggling Wolf up into a single grasp. Both were now pressed tightly against the shaft, forced to wrestle against the colossal cock. Unbeknownst to them, with each stroke from his hand, Falco's increase in height seemed to quicken once more.

He let out a satisfied groan as he could feel his body expanding outward. He began to encroach on long-since abandoned cars, crushed underneath his slowly swelling bulk. His shoulders were now crowded by the two buildings at his sides. Rather than try to brush them off, he simply gave his erection a more vigorous stroke, as he had come to grasp that working his own shaft had kickstarted his growth.

He surged upward in height, the two buildings nearest him giving way, collapsing outward like dominoes, descending toward other, smaller buildings in the surrounding area and carving their own destructive swath.

Falco hardly paid the ruined buildings any mind, more fixated on the feeling of his two inferior captives, their forms growing finer and finer in comparison to his ever-enlarging member. He could only chuckle as he thought about them stuck there, unable to see anything but the unending pillar of bird cock, one that would soon be as large as Falco himself had been at the start of this growing affair.

But it wasn't enough to lord his power over just these two. While everyone must have been well aware of Falco's presence by this point, he wanted to show off his newfound size to the world at large. Taking care to keep both Wolf and Fox pinned to his cock, he rose - and just how rapid his growth was soon became apparent.

Where the skyscrapers at Corneria's heart had once towered over even his gigantic form, well, he could see from his perspective that they still ran some dozen feet higher, but they had nothing on him in terms of bulk. The muscular, aroused mountain of bird could look on through the entire city, buildings upon buildings that ran up to his cock, his knees, his ankles - and he looked out past that to entire, smaller neighborhoods with pitiful apartment buildings he could obliterate with a single, earth-shattering footfall.

The thought was intoxicating, and even more intoxicating was that he had just crested the height of Corneria City's tallest buildings. He puffed out his chest, allowing this subtle movement to displace the once towering structure, sending it into freefall: a brilliant explosion of broken glass, steel, and flame.

Falco moved, and even the simple act of raising one foot and lowering it was enough to further arouse him. He watched as a single step sent an apocalyptic tremor through the city, blowing out glass in buildings and leveling small apartments.

His power was absolute, and he still wasn't done growing.

Falco fell to his knees, almost overwhelmed by his own arousal. He leveled his cock toward the city proper, watching as his continued strokes brought him to new heights, his heart thundering as he could feel his cock starting to spasm, as he wondered where, in that unrelenting mass of warm flesh, both Fox and Wolf might be lost, or if they had tumbled down into the city itself, so insignificant that he hadn't felt them fall.

They would be helpless down there, watching the sky-filling bird grin down, and no matter where they ran, they would be helpless to do anything but watch what came next.

And that's when Falco finally came, one hand digging a canyon-sized trench into Corneria City as his erection blasted the city with a tidal wave of semen. Entire buildings were soaked down in bird cum before succumbing to the flowing force that sent them crashing to the ground. The city was awash in white liquid as geyser after geyser pounded down upon the planet's capitol, all for the sexual thrill of the feathered, blue deity who panted overhead.

He shuddered, taking great pleasure in the idea of both Fox and Wolf swimming in the endless ocean of his seed. At the very thought, Falco was already getting hard again, and as his member lengthened, the rest of his body began to follow suit. Whatever reactive force drove Falco's growth, it seemed to be driven to extreme heights in the aftermath of his orgasm. As Falco rose to his feet, the clouds themselves became eye-level. Soon after, they were chest level, then lost to his point of view underneath the monstrous erection he now bore. Falco could feel, even as his size continued to surpass new and impossible heights, that this was not enough.

More, he told himself.

And more he had.

Unbeknownst to Falco, lost on the landscape of his massive body, imperceptible amidst the mass of blue feathers, both Fox and Wolf lived on. Overtaken by his own erotic urges, Fox crawled across the still-growing landscape, Wolf looking on in utter defeat as his rival broke down in absolute awe of the godlike being that was now rivaling not Corneria City in size, but rather, Corneria the planet.

Falco drifted into the reaches of space, his form an incomprehensible swath of mountain-sized feathers that encroached on the world's skyline. He grinned down at the miniature planet, overwhelmed by the sexual thrill of being the largest thing in Corneria. No, the largest thing in the Lylat System, and who knew how many other galaxies?

Before he could outgrow this world, however, Falco had a devious thought.

Grinning down at the planet, he seized its sides with eager hands, holding on tight as he brought the bright, blue sphere toward himself. The impossible act of taking Corneria and dragging it toward himself only made him harder. His beak opened as he let out a guttural groan, his erection plunging into the cool ocean, tectonic plates parting in a fiery eruption. Even the world's burning core was overtaken as he pierced the planet. Its immeasurable heat was nothing but a comfortable warmth against the unending bird cock that began to tear through to the other side.

Falco's eyes practically rolled into the back of his head as he felt his cock break through to the other side. Then, with both hands steadied, he began to thrust his hips in and out, humping the very world. With each thrust, Corneria grew all the more unsteady, cracks forming, oceans displacing, and civilizations undoubtedly crumbling, all for the sake of his sexual thrill.

Falco wondered if he was wrong to do this, but his lust commingled with newfound size made it abundantly clear that he was the arbiter of right and wrong, and what he was doing, with his cock enlarging and taking up more of the planet's middle with each aggressive thrust...

It felt. Thrust. Oh. Thrust. So. Thrust. Right.

As Falco orgasmed yet again, his planetary cocksleeve was of no more use, the world blasted apart at the seams as Falco's erection finally reached a girth and length far larger than Corneria itself. Planetary debris was cast across the Lylat System, mixed with huge whorls of white seed.

Drifting in the cold reaches of space, the remnants of a broken planet orbiting around his frame, the lust-crazed god looked out toward the other worlds, so effortlessly within his grasp.

If one world would no longer do, well, Falco had many others to play with.