Wrong Target (part 10 added 10/11/22)

[lolpoooper]

Finally, new part out!
Unfortunately, this might be the last part, if not ever then at least in a long while. I'm just running out of steam with the story. I can see a lot of ways it can go, but I just don't have the inclination to keep on writing, kind of said all I wanted to say through it I guess and it's not super exciting to me anymore. (I mean, writing 20k words of something will do that to ya i guess)
But if someone else feels differently and wants to do their sequel to David's story, or write stories in the HIMS universe or whatever, I'd love to see that, of course. Maybe I'll come back to it once I feel excited by it again.

Thanks all for reading, I hope you enjoyed it. You've been great.

 

PART 10:

Kyle stared up at his father on the couch, somehow he only now realized just how much the titan before him had grown in the last week or so. He shot up like never before, and yet, in the presence of his father, and in lieu of what had just happened to the vial, he only had one concern which surprised even him.

“B—but how will you grow now?” Kyle asked without thinking.

David just chuckled.

“Don’t concern yourself with that. Your dad has been working on getting many new ways to grow. My invincibility was inevitable,” He said and stood up, and up, and up. “But I won’t let it slow my ascent.”

“Great.” Kyle said, lost in a kind of haze.

“Now, measure me.” David commanded, and headed to the other side of the room.

Kyle eagerly complied, and went to get a ladder.

He placed the ladder down next to his father’s massive right foot, he noticed how his father’s toes were almost as long now as his entire feet. But he somehow got the image out of his head, and went up to climb the ladder.

When he reached the top he was standing at a height just above his father’s crotch. It is here that Kyle once again got hit by just how much taller his dad had now become. He stood on the ladder’s top and looked up at his dad, his head barely reaching the top of one of his enormous shoulders. Kyle’s whole body fit in the space between his dad’s waist and neck.

Kyle went to mark his dad’s height, but he couldn’t quite reach. He stood up on his tip toes, and had to lean forward quite a lot. Despite standing on top of the ladder he still had difficulty. He instinctively grabbed onto his father’s arm to keep himself from losing his balance, and his eyes went wide.

He looked down at his dad’s arm, and his tiny hand on it. Just grabbing onto it was an incredible sensation, the coiled muscles underneath David’s skin were harder than anything Kyle had ever felt in his life. They were incredibly warm, almost hot. He wondered just how powerful that single muscle was compared to even several fully grown men.

And yet the skin on top was unnaturally smooth and pleasant to the touch. But Kyle knew just how hard and impenetrable even that had now become.

Again, he had to snap himself out of this worshiping haze, and focus on his task. He somehow marked his father’s height and gasped.

“How tall?” His father demanded.

Then, Kyle turned around to face his dad. Suddenly he found himself face to face with his father at a distance he wasn’t at for a long time. Only now that he was so close up to his father’s head he realized just how large that too had become. It had to be the size of Kyle’s torso, if not bigger. And he was so beautiful too.

Just staring at his dad’s piercing eyes was overwhelming for him, the incredible, inhumanly handsome features of his father made him shake. If he hadn’t just cum minutes ago, he knew he would be getting hard, or worse, just by staring at this giant, hypermasculine head from so close. But he was luckily spent—a problem his father didn’t have anymore, if he ever did.

“F—fifteen foot one, sir.” Kyle said.

“Good.” David said and turned his head away again.

Kyle, slightly relieved that his father was no longer looking at him, remembered his dad’s frustration his dad’s frustration back when he struggled to breach fourteen feet. Now it seems he overcompensated by quite a lot.

Kyle struggled for a bit, thinking about how he would measure his dad’s chest. He looked up at David, who was just standing there, waiting. It didn’t even cross his mind to ask his dad for help, he knew his father expected himself to be measured by Kyle, and that was what was going to happen.

Kyle threw the measuring tape over his dad’s head, he guided it over his shoulder and opposite arm, and then once it passed under his father’s fist, he brought it up again somehow, then wrangled it into a position where it could be accurately read.

“Your chest is, oh my god, it’s one 106.5 inches around.” Kyle said and once again got his by just how far beyond human his father had become.

His father’s response was to simply raise his right arm and flex his bicep, expecting the measurements to continue.

Kyle reeled in the measuring tape and faced the colossal limb in front of him. He threw the tape over the perfectly formed peak of his father’s bicep, and got down on all fours to fish the same end from the other side of his dad’s enormous arm.

Then he stood up and brought the two ends of the tape together and read out:

“53 inches exactly.”

“Finally.” David said, as if annoyed by how long it had taken the world to align with his wishes of a 50-inch bicep.

Kyle lowered himself on the ladder and threw the measuring tape around his dad, measuring his waist.

“60.8, sir.”

Then he descended some more, initially intending to get down on the floor to measure his thighs, but realizing that if he were to do that, his father’s thighs would be far too tall for him to measure now. His head, when stood on the floor, barely made it further than his dad’s knees now.

So he had to measure his dad’s thighs while still on the ladder. Somehow, he wrestled with getting the tape around the inhumanly thick leg muscles of his father, having to mush his face into the steel-hard quads to reach the tape and bring it around.

“69.9 inches, sir.” He dutifully informed his father.

Then he was finally able to get back on the floor, to measure his dad’s calves.

He gulped, realizing that measuring his dad’s calves now wasn’t much different from trying to measure a fully grown man’s chest. Both in terms of their enormous girth, but also in terms of them being at the height, for Kyle, where a normal man’s chest would be.

“48.6, sir.” He said, and then looked up at his dad, knowing there remained one more thing to measure.

His father nodded, processing his growth. He looked almost satisfied.

Then, Kyle got back up on the ladder, and began to climb. He had to go almost all the way to the top in order to be close enough to his dad’s enormous dick. As always, it stood hard and ready.

Kyle leaned close, and carefully pressed one end of the measuring tape against the base of his dad’s dick. Even that part of his body was steel-hard and powerful.

He felt the heat emanating from his father’s long, powerful tool. And in that moment, despite everything, Kyle felt himself getting hard again. The huge, emasculating organ before him was so powerful it overcome even his lack of libido, it seemed.

Slowly, Kyle extended the measuring tape along the length of his father’s penis. It seemed to go on, and on, and on, and he had to lean towards the tip, grabbing onto his dad’s immense penis for support. It didn’t even budge as he leaned his entire weight on it.

As he got to the tip, and saw the number the tape had reached he gasped. He brought himself back upright and looked up at his dad, the measuring tape meekly resting in both his hands.

“It—it’s 25 inches long!” Kyle exclaimed.

David smiled, and flexed his abs and lower body, causing his two-foot cock to slam against his abs with a powerful slap. Kyle stared, terrified, at the sight of his dad’s cock slapping against his midsection so close to him, knowing what power just his father’s cock alone held, and could do to him.

“Fucking finally!” David said. “I knew I had grown beyond anything I thought possible, but the thought of having a two-foot cock makes me feel like a god.”

“It’s two feet one inch, sir.” Kyle interjected.

“What is an inch to me?” David said. “It may mean much to a human like you.”

Kyle looked down at his erect dick in his pants, and thought what he wouldn’t give for an extra inch down there. His father was right.

“You’re right, sir.” Kyle said.

“Of course I am, an inch would mean much anywhere on a human.” David said and brought both of his arms up and flexed them, hard.

“Why are you calling me a human?” Kyle asked, confused.

David’s gaze fell on him from all the way above.

“You are human, aren’t you?” David asked him.

And Kyle, standing there below his enormous flexing father, desperately wanted to ask him the same thing.

…

Later that evening the family had gathered in the living room, watching the TV. The news was on, and they were all vaguely listening to what the HIMS anchor was saying.

Then, the anchor started talking about a recent study conducted, of course, on HIMS men.

“After extensive research on HIMS men’s health, the team of researchers at the newly-founded Faculty of HIMS Studies discovered a new, fascinating thing about the health of HIMS men. Based on the various biomedical indicators tracking health and longevity, the researchers suggest that HIMS men’s biology should theoretically allow them to live longer than they otherwise would have.

The researchers suggest that it’s possible that with every extra foot of growth they experienced, a HIMS man’s lifespan could have been extended by a decade or even more. The study was conducted on…” The anchor went on.

Kyle turned around, and looked at his dad. His father looked at the TV screen, he seemed elated.

“No wonder I’ve been feeling like I’m 18 again,” David began, looking down at his wife who was sitting on one of his thighs. “Because I basically am!”

She looked up at him, lustfully, and began stroking his massive abs.

“You hear that son?” David said, turning to Kyle. “Being a HIMS man is good for your health! We gotta get you on the HIMS too then.”

Kyle was stunned.

His father had just so nonchalantly suggested it. Was it that easy? Could he have just asked this whole time? Of course he could, he realized, his parents weren’t anti-HIMS for months and months now. It was just that—he was just so busy with his dad’s growth it didn’t even occur to him to ask.

He could have, but he didn’t. He knew wealthy men had many ways of getting the HIMS now, unless they had already caught the weak version. And now, looking back, he realized he wasn’t even tested for HIMS, he had no idea if he had the weak version or the real thing or nothing at all. He could have gotten himself tested at any time, what kept him from doing it? Did he not want to know?

There was his dad, offering it freely to him, should he accept it. Did he want it?

David waited for an answer.

[Ro20316]

Ohhh I love that open ending. Dad wanting his son to become a HIMS as well. He knows how hard it's been for him and wants to help him to get "infected" i dunno if its good oir bad disease but either way the men infected are loving the effects and David has become a titan amongs men

[jwood]

Wonder if David would be jealous or proud if Kyle grew bigger than him.

[ploder4]

I wonder what David would say when Kyle confesses how he bought the virus covered clothing that made him so huge and how Kyle didn't feel the effects. 

I think that David might find a cure for that problem.  Or if he really wanted to, use all the resources that he had been given to find one for his son. 

 

--- OR ---

 

David could write off his son as a weakling human not deserving of his love.  Then David would try to have a HIMS baby.  This might make the mother HUGE in the process as the baby develops.

[Guest]

Think since David sees himself as a god he might want to start to make more and more and HIMS men, maybe even HERS women. Until everyone is in his image 

[jwood]

He could be a benevolent god or a malevolent god.  We can only wonder

[Bigrowinggod]

4 hours ago, ploder4 said:

I wonder what David would say when Kyle confesses how he bought the virus covered clothing that made him so huge and how Kyle didn't feel the effects. 

I think that David might find a cure for that problem.  Or if he really wanted to, use all the resources that he had been given to find one for his son. 

 

--- OR ---

 

David could write off his son as a weakling human not deserving of his love.  Then David would try to have a HIMS baby.  This might make the mother HUGE in the process as the baby develops.

I mean just because he didn’t get it then dosnt mean he’s immune viruses don’t work like that  . But I think David would lean towards the first considering he doesn't have disdain for the non hims men and hasn’t payed that much attention to his wife from what I remember. He’s been around Kyle more than his wife from what we have seen

[dredlifter]

Thanks for such a fun and unique story!   It's so rare to have a muscle story with 'mini giants' in this size range.

I absolutely LOVED some of those comparisons. 

• The son standing on the top step of a ladder and still only being level with Dad's delts.
• The son looking directly at his dad's face, and his dad's head is 3 times as big as his. 
• The son noticing that his giant dad's shoulders are wider than he is tall.  This gives me images of the dad laying his son's body perpendicularly across the top of his chest, and indeed the son's body fits along the top of his torso.  HOT
• The son having to reach around and measure his dad's calf, which is bigger than most men's chests. 

Great stuff.  My only slight criticism is I would've like to see more reaction from the dad.  At the end of the story it became clear Dad sees himself as more than human.  I would liked to have him be a bit more expressive and/or vocal when he was being measured and his amazing stats were revealed.  Even hearing his thoughts as he looked down at his son standing on a ladder...and he was still way taller.  Things like that.

But otherwise, a great story!  I would've loved to have it continued, but 10 good chapters and the Dad reaching his amazing milestone measurements is a great place to break.

Hope you'll write other stories in the future!

[dagonthethird]

Loved where you took this story. Even if you don't continue it, I believe it is fine since it's the kind of open ending that is good and not too ambiguous to be an actual ending.

I would gladly read more of your works in the future, be it a continuation of this story or a new one. Thank you for sharing with us

[jwood]

If anyone ever decides to write a sequel or explore more of this universe, hopefully there will be cases of "long" HIMS, where the guy is about 9' tall, 1000 lbs, and 12" long after the initial infection, but over the course of an indeterminate amount of time, he has sudden "flare-ups" that cause him to gain a few inches in height, a couple hundred pounds of muscle, and/or a couple inches in length.  Someone challenging David as the biggest god would be an interesting twist