Jake Landry
patreon
Movie Magic
🕑 Added 2019-03-05 21:37:18 +0000 UTC“I’m not doing it!” Mark shot up from the couch and started towards the door. “Alright? I’m not going to participate in some gay ass roleplay. It’s stupid!”
“Gay..?” Greg looked over his script again and started scribbling all over it. He seemed lost in his own little mind and wasn’t paying attention any more. “I hadn’t even thought of that…”
Theo got up and headed after Mark. He knew Mark didn’t want to do this but Theo felt like they should. Greg had been a long-time friend. Somehow even though their lives had taken two completely different courses, he couldn’t help but consider Greg to be a friend. It was always a little bit of a weird relationship. Greg wasn’t the best at being social but he was always there to see Theo play football. He did everything in his power to make sure that, ‘Theo have a happy ending.’
It was a weird line that always stuck out to Theo but he just figured the guy was trying to be friendly. He remembered back in high school Greg had always wanted to be a screen writer. And there was one day he came to Theo so happy about something. Theo asked him what it was but Greg refused to tell him. Said it was his little secret but he was going to diffidently going to become a screen writer. Still, Theo didn’t understand much of what Greg had told him. He even asked to see some of his scripts, but most of them seemed really weird slice of life kind of scenes. It wasn’t completely fleshed out. Only things like, “Theo goes to the gym and works out. He gets another 1% bigger.”
Theo felt like it was a little weird that Greg would write a character about him but just ignored it. For some reason he just kept telling himself that it wasn’t a big deal. He’d even seen a couple of scripts where Greg had written some of his fantasies out for ‘Theo’ to do. Sure it was probably based off the times that he had flexed for Greg or the time in the hot tub when both of them had gotten drunk and Theo decided to kiss him, but it didn’t bother him. It’s not like Greg pushed himself hard onto Theo. It was just little things they’d done together. Again, he just brushed them off as normal writing practice.
“C’mon Mark,” Theo grabbed the other football player by the shoulder. “It’s not that bad.”
“No. I’m not doing it alright? I thought you said I’d be doing a movie. Not some fags roleplay,” Mark grabbed for the handle of the door.
“Really it’ll be fine. It’ll just be a couple of hours and then you don’t have to think about it anymore,” Theo pushed the door shut. Mark glared. “Please…” Mark crossed his arms unwilling to give into Theo’s plea. “Fine. I’ll get you a date with Jan.”
Mark’s eyebrow rose. “The one with the big tits?”
“The one with the big tits,” Theo confirmed.
He could see Mark mulling it over in his mind. He’d clearly thought about Jan quite a bit. She came to all the college parties but took a liking more to the baseball players and soccer players. Mark being into rugby was just too big of a guy for her. Every time he tried to approach her, she’d just turn him down. Mark wasn’t used to that. His large powerful build usually turned heads toward him, but to her, it seemed to just turn it away. “Fine. 2 hours. Any longer and I’m out.”
“That’s more than enough,” Theo smiled as Mark headed back to the living room. Now his only problem was getting Jan to go on a date with the big guy.
“All done,” Greg smiled as he put down the script. Austin had been sitting there filling his face with donuts while Greg’s other more nerdy friend was sitting awkwardly next to him. Austin took up most of the couch with his thick frame, easily spilling over into the other guy’s space.
Theo looked down and saw a note scribbled on one of the scripts. ‘Theo convinces Mark to stay…’ However Greg snatched the piece of paper before he could finish reading it. “So? Everything good?” Theo asked.
“Yep. Just need to know if everyone’s ready to get started,” he said shuffling the script in his hands.
“More than ready,” Austin said, finishing the last donut on the table. “So I’m supposed to be Thor and little dude’s supposed to be the Titan?” Austin said licking his fingers.
“Yep,” Greg said. “But we’d better go outside first.”
Greg’s friend came up to him, “are you sure I’m right for this? I don’t really know how comfortable I am with this…”
“C’mon Ryan, you’ll do great. I know it,” Greg said with his genuine optimism. Whenever he got behind the camera, nothing seemed to bother Greg at all. And once his actors got in front of that same camera they didn’t even know exactly what they were doing.
However Mark hadn’t ever been on set with the guy. “You’re really casting those two? You know they look nothing like the actors…” He stifled his laugh trying not to be rude but it just came off as arrogant.
“I’m basing it more off the original works and the comics,” Greg smiled back at him. Mark just rolled his eyes at the idea. It didn’t seem to make any sense to him. The guy who played Thor in the movies was a heart throb, broad shoulders, thick chest, thin waist and a face that looked like it was chiseled to by a god. And Austin was pretty much just made a really good wall on the football team. And his face looked like it’d taken several punches to the face, because it had. Not to mention his other casting choice. Ryan wasn’t even 5’7” and he was supposed to portray a 14 foot massively muscled monster able to lift buildings off the ground.
Greg turned back to the two actors. “Alright. In this scene you’re going to transform into the Titan. You don’t want to and make it sound like a painful transformation. While Thor here’s going to try to calm you down. Got it?”
“I think so…” Ryan muttered.
“Yeah man! Let’s get rollin,” Austin flexed his upper body. Even if there wasn’t much definition, he still liked to show off.
“Alright! Then let’s get rolling!” Greg hit the record button. As he did so Mark thought he noticed something different about Austin. His body just didn’t look right. The large gut hanging loosely in front of him seemed to tighten up. It was the same with his arms too. There was an amount of definition there that hadn’t been there even a few seconds before. Austin looked like he stood taller. Even though he looked a lot heavier a lot of it looked more solid or dense. He looked strong, powerful, and most importantly like a god.
Mark shook his head at the idea. He didn’t know what looked so different but he knew something was there. Canonically Thor had been 8’3” weighing a metric ton. His large thick body could lift several hundred times more than any human. Austin’s natural giant size made him a shoe in. He stood a good 2 feet taller than anyone there. Not to mention his long flowing hair and equally as long unkempt beard. It went down over the old leather armor he’d been wearing making him look even more savage.
“Is that-“ but Theo shushed Mark before he could finish his thought. It was still bothering him in the back of his mind. He thought Austin was a fat ass. Sure, he had a bit of a belly covered in hair, but that was normal for his explosive powerlifter build. And his Norse ancestors would be proud of his natural giant size. He shook his head and watched Ryan currently down on all fours.
Ryan was panting hard, crippled over from pain. His face had turned red while he tried to control his breathing. Austin approached his tiny body and leaned over it. “It’s okay boy. It’s okay.”
“No…” Ryan let out an intense guttural groan. “You don’t understand. You have to go…” He keeled over as though something had stabbed in the side. A loud shout escaped him. “You have to go! You won’t like me when I’m horny!” He let out a loud scream and forced himself back onto all fours. He started humping the open air. His dick was clearly growing in his pants. An outline had formed in his khaki’s.
“What the…” Mark murmured as he watched the rest of Ryan’s body start to grow. The nerd’s thin unimpressive arms instantly started bulking up with all sorts of muscle. It was like a year of training had been packed onto his small frame in just a second. And then he was still getting bigger. His hand clenched into a fist as he slammed it to the ground. In just a few seconds it’d over quadrupled in size. The clothes he’d been wearing strained across his growing frame. In less than 30 seconds he’d grown larger and thicker than bodybuilders. The clothes strained against his thick muscles, tearing the first chance they got.
Ryan stood up and flexed, doubling the size of his body again. He stood as tall as broad shouldered as Austin but was still growing. He looked down on the god. He leaned back letting his dick stick directly in front of him. It had grown to an unbelievably large size. Thicker than Mark’s leg, and just like the rest of him still growing larger. Ryan had been making all sort of grunts and groans as his muscles didn’t seem to stop growing even larger and more defined. However he seemed to keep a relatively thin waist with a clear cut six pack in front of him.
“Ryan horny!” he grunted loudly. His dick was thicker than Mark’s waist and longer than his arm. Suddenly Mark felt incredibly small. He hadn’t really that his 6 inches was that small but compared to what he was looking at now. Even if he’d never be able to use it on a woman he couldn’t help but imagine it on himself. It’d be so big. So sensitive.
“Fuck…” Mark moaned as he started touching his own through his jeans. He hadn’t even realized just how turned on he was by looking at the two hyper-masculine men in front of him. Moreover, he hadn’t realized what they were saying to each other either. The dialogue had taken a back seat. All he cared about was watching Thor’s massive hands looked dwarfed against the even larger Titan. His 8 foot body looked like nothing as he crawled onto the giant’s torso.
Thor had turned himself around and started jerking off the massive member in front of him. He had to use both hands and move up and down. Even with his massive body he had trouble controlling the unruly rod. More and more Thor started going faster. His own grunts added to the loud deep ones given off by the Titan. Thor looked just as horny as his partner. The Titan gripped the ground, his fingers easily digging into the soil. “Titan come!” he shouted as his hips bucked nearly throwing Thor off his waist. Large buckets of cum shot out from his dick covering the yard and Thor lying next to him.
“And cut!” Greg shouted as he watched the two break back out of their character. Ryan sat up. Even seated he was just as tall as Austin. “Great job guys.”
“I’m glad it turned out well,” Ryan said a bit bashfully. Despite being the size of a house he seemed to nervous about his performance.
“What are you talking about bud?” Austin gave him a punch to the arm. His hand looked tiny next to it. “You did great!”
“Yeah?” Ryan’s arm went behind his neck as he rubbed it nervously. “I was worried I was too rough.”
“Nothing I can’t handle,” Austin laughed. He climbed back onto Ryan’s lap and leaned his body against the massive chest. “And maybe next time you’ll last long enough for me to enjoy it as well.”
“Maybe if you weren’t so good…” Ryan quipped back. The two paused and blushed.
Mark stared blankly. “Is that right…?” He asked. “Something about this seems wrong…”
“Huh?” Theo looked at his friend. “What do you mean?”
“I’m not sure…” Mark muttered as he watched the two guys walk over to them. He hated how he had to crane his neck back to look them in the eyes. And he hated more how Ryan preferred his Titan form to his normal size. Then again he couldn’t help but think how much he’d love to be that big as well. Even as he went soft, it still dangled a good two and a half feet and was incredibly thick. Mark tried to ignore it, despite it being constant eye level.
“Alright! Now I need American Patriot and Ace over here,” Greg shouted towards Mark and Theo.
A sudden fear overcame Mark. “Wait… Something still doesn’t feel right though.” He took a step back towards the door.
“What do you mean?” Theo asked. But to Mark he looked a little different. He couldn’t quite place what was changing about his friend. It was like he was getting taller. Inch by inch he was growing taller. Canonically speaking, American Patriot was supposed to be about 7’4” and 1777 pounds of pure muscle mass. His frame was built thick with muscles while his waist stayed nice and trim. He was meant to be a former soldier who took a special serum to make him even more built for the military. And there wasn’t a single portrayal where he wasn’t a handsome 20 something with a thick lantern jaw.
However to make the films more standard everyone still had to be about the same size. Even Titan had to be toned down to be closer to 8 foot instead of his 14 foot size. It was the only way to get everyone into the shot. However in every iteration Ace was always by far the shortest. Standing at 6’4” he was still tall compared to most other humans but in this group he was tiny. A foot shorter than the next guy and he still only weighed what most bodybuilders weighed. His 270 pound frame needed to be just as agile as it was strong so he could know that he would always be able to make the shot.
“I’m still don’t know…” Mark said as his weight started to shift. He’d been a little chubby since he focused more on having size whenever he played rugby. Even if a bit of it was fat, it was still better to be heavier than not. However, now he couldn’t remember having a gut at all. A solid six pack sat underneath his bulbous pecs. His strong arms were far more than enough to move any other guy on the field but he couldn’t remember seeing this much definition in them.
Theo wrapped his arm around Mark. “Then come on big guy!” he laughed as he led Mark deeper into the yard. Mark couldn’t help but look up at his handsome face. A bit of red covered his face as he realized just how much smaller he was than everyone else here. He’d always prided himself on his size but right now Theo’s arm was far thicker than he could have ever hoped to be. Mark’s own 20 inch arms always seemed pretty big but he couldn’t help but Theo was just so much bigger. Thicker. He could feel the amount of weight in his friend’s arm as it rested on his shoulders.
“You two know what you’re doing?” Greg asked with a smile plastered on his face.
“Yes sir,” Theo chanted back.
Mark looked around. He had a pretty good idea. His eyes drifted back to Austin and Ryan playing around with each other. He felt his dick get hard watching it. “I think…” Mark muttered.
“Alright! Then let’s get the scene started!” Greg pulled the camera to his face and hit the record button.
Instantly Mark completely forgot what he was thinking about. All he could think about was the movie. However he couldn’t remember even reading the thing. Looking around he felt even more confused. Instead of Greg’s backyard they were currently in a locker room. He looked over at American Patriot taking off his mask. “Excellent job today,” the former soldier complemented him. “Always knew you would make a great part of the team.” American Patriot walked closer to him.
“Yeah,” Ace said, accepting the complement. He watched the giant taking off even more of his suit. The spandex didn’t hide much but his bare skin looked so much better as he walked around the backyard. Ace couldn’t help but stare at the wide toned back of his partner as the top part of the spandex hung around his waist.
“I hope you’re not still feeling like you don’t belong with us,” American Patriot splashed some water on his face. “I know you might feel a little weird being the only one without special powers.” He looked over his broad shoulder and flexed his body. Mark’s eyes went wide as he saw the gesture. Just like American Patriot, his own costume wasn’t very good at hiding any part of his bulging body. American Patriot smiled at Ace’s sudden arousal. “You’re not used to being the smallest guy around are you?”
Ace’s hand flew behind his neck and he rubbed it furiously. He adverted his eyes to the ground and tried to flex to move the blood away from his penis. “Not really… Everyone else here’s just so big…”
“I know how you feel,” American Patriot said. He walked back over to where Ace was standing. “I used to feel the same way all the time. Then they had me go through a special program. It was so crazy. I was so small, smaller than any of the other guys in the platoon and then I was almost their size. Then I was looking at them all in the eyes. Just as strong. Then I was looking down on them. Then they were looking up at me. Guys who I was pushed around by, I couldn’t even see them over my chest. I was so much stronger than them. I’d always wondered what it was like to feel that. To feel so much more powerful than anyone else in the room. And fuck… It felt so good…”
“Mmm-hmm…” Ace bit his bottom lip not looking at his partner. He could tell American Patriot was starting to taunt him a little bit as he spread his massive muscular body along the bench. “It’s nice being big…”
“But I bet you know that feeling already. You can just walk into a room with other normal humans and you’re most likely the biggest, strongest guy there. Not that you don’t deserve it.” He was getting even closer to Ace’s body. “You really work hard to maintain such a big physique.” It felt condescending coming from someone his size. He was a foot taller than Ace and God knew how much he outweighed him by. American Patriot squeezed at Ace’s bicep with his finger and thumb. Ace naturally flexed at the sudden sensation.
He pulled himself away. “What?” American Patriot asked as he pulled himself closer to Ace again. He wrapped his much larger around Ace, running his fingers over each and every one of Ace’s muscles. “Aren’t you proud of being such a big guy? You’re so strong and agile. And flexible too. Guys would die to have a body like that.”
“I-I-I don’t know,” Ace stuttered back. American Patriot seemed to have found the zipper to his costume and was slowly pulling it down, revealing the muscular torso of Ace. “I’m just not used to this…”
“Being so small?”
A shiver went down Ace’s spine. It was such a simple question. He felt his dick throb as American Patriot felt him up even more. His giant hands could easily wrap around his body and do whatever they wanted. “It’s just… It’s just…” he was looking for something to say.
“It’s okay,” American Patriot’s deep voice whispered into his ear. He kissed the side of his neck. “You’re not the first one learning a little something about himself. I know plenty of guys who felt the exact same way as you do.” His hard dick rubbed between Ace’s exposed butt cheeks. Ace hadn’t even noticed that Ace was still undressing him. All he could think about was that giant behind him gently rubbing up against him.
Ace let out a moan. He felt so weak in the other man’s arms but it felt so right. He’d always had to be the strongest, toughest, and bravest guy around because of his size. But now he felt so vulnerable. He didn’t have to show off and prove that he was a man. Clearly Patriot thought enough of him. He could feel Patriot’s hand slowly rub his dick. Ace’s head leaned back as he tried to kiss the other superhero.
“Oh?” Patriot smiled as he accepted the kiss. “You ready for this then?”
Never in his life had Ace felt so weak as when Patriot pushed his body against the wall. It was like he was absolutely nothing to the soldier. He could feel Patriot pushing against his hole. It was so much bigger than he imagined. He’d always thought his 6 inches was pretty big but knew what Patriot had was much bigger. Ace pushed his asshole up trying his best to give Patriot as much access as he could. The most he’d ever stuck up there was a finger. Even though his were thicker than most he could still feel that Patriot was bigger than that. He felt like he was being split open. His asshole clearly wasn’t ready, but that didn’t stop Patriot. Nor did Ace want it to.
He bit down on his lip and tried to grab hold of the ceramic wall in front of him. He felt another inch go in. Then another. The weird mixture of pain and pleasure forced out all sorts of grunts, groans and moans. Patriot held him tightly against the wall. “Fuck,” Ace gasped as he felt even more dick pushed up inside him.
“You’re doing so well,” Patriot complemented. His dick throbbed. “Just a little bit more,” Patriot pushed harder and then pulled back. The tight squeeze made it hard to move but feel so good. He could feel Ace underneath him, nearly out of breath. “Almost. There.” He grunted the two words out feeling his body coming closer. It felt so good to be in that asshole. He finally burst. Several large torrents of cum shot up into Ace’s asshole.
The sudden sensation was too much for the other superhero and he felt himself stiffen. Ace’s dick shot against the wall in front of him, coating the smooth bricks. Their bodies thrust in time as they slowly came down from the sudden high.
“And end scene!” Greg shouted pulling the two back out of their characters.
Mark looked around the backyard completely confused. “What the…?” he muttered as he looked at his friend’s massive dick. His face went a little red and he turned back towards Greg.
Theo looked down at him confused. “Something wrong?” he asked. “Was I too rough?”
“No…” Mark said. He was still a little distracted by his friend’s naked body. “Just something still feels a little weird…”
“Really? Like what?”
“I don’t know! Maybe I just haven’t had this much fun in a while…” Mark finally admitted. “I don’t know. Just didn’t know what this would be like… Okay?”
Greg came by smiling ear to ear. “So are you saying you’d like to do it again sometime?”
“Pffftt…” Mark scoffed trying to act like he didn’t care. “I guess. If I’ve got time sure. Whatever. You can invite me.”
“Yay!” Greg shouted as he hugged Mark. “I’m so glad you wanted to join us!”
Comments
I guess? lol I hadn't really thought about it. When I was writing it, I did imagine Titan still at his 14 foot mark at the end of the story though.
welan
I like it but i do have some confusion are they still super hero at the end
