Draconic - Ch 1 (Commission)

Commissioned by Jazper Hemsath.

Matt looked forward to blowing out the candles on his birthday cake. While many people considered 13 an unlucky number, Matt felt nothing but excitement at becoming a teenager. At last, it felt as though he was exiting childhood and starting on the path to adulthood.

“Happy birthday, bro,” Drake said as they took a seat at the dinner table.

Matt replied, “Thanks.” He smiled, but remembering that his brother would be moving to college soon added an edge of sadness to the moment. Drake had been a constant presence in the house for his whole life, and Matt had begun missing him already.

“Is everyone ready?” his mother called from the kitchen.

“Yes,” his father replied as he readied his phone to record it all. “Bring it in.”

Moments later, she walked into the dinning room, carrying a cake with 13 lit candles on it. All of his friends and extended family sang “Happy Birthday” as Matt stared at the candles, thinking about the future and about Drake.

Why did Drake have to go? Matt wanted to spend time with him while they were both teenagers. He had always looked up to Drake, and now that he was getting to be closer to the same size as him, he felt disappointment that the two of them would not be able to pal around anymore. Funnily enough, the thing Matt realized he would miss most was their role-playing sessions with Wizards and Wyverns. Drake was a great GM, and Matt worried that his fantasy adventure might never continue without his brother.

The song ended, and everyone waited for Matt to blow out the candles.

“Make a wish,” Drake said.

Matt glanced at his brother and wished that Drake would not have to leave, that they could continue their adventures together. Matt blew out the candles, and everyone cheered.

As his mother cut the cake and began distributing slices, Matt tried to focus on the excitement of his party and his presents, putting Drake’s departure out of his mind for the moment.

***

Later on, after opening presents and getting a moment to sit by himself, Matt stared out the window, appreciating the colors of the clouds as the sun set. His mind drifted along with them, thinking about random things.

“So,” said Nick, taking a seat beside him, “be honest; do you like the t-shirt?”

Matt thought about the anime shirt his best friend had given him. Somehow Nick always knew exactly what Matt wanted. Maybe it was because they had been friends since preschool. “It’s perfect,” Matt said. “I love it.”

“You don’t seem all that happy,” Nick said with a concerned look on his face.

“Oh,” Matt said, realizing that he must have been thinking about his big brother again and frowning. “It’s nothing, just… Drake… you know.”

Nick nodded. He knew.

“It’s going to be weird without him,” Matt said.

“What’s going to be weird?” asked Cole, barging into the conversation.

“His face,” replied his twin brother Mike. “Have you seen his pimples?”

The two kids giggled with each other, and Nick sighed. “Did you have to invite these two?” he asked.

The twins were a year younger than Matt and Nick, but they had a habit of following them around when they were hanging out at the playground or park. They were a bit annoying, but it was hard to hate them as they were always playing around and joking. Nick would say they shared one brain between them, and they did not do much to prove him wrong. You would never see one twin without the other one nearby. Matt had started just calling them “Colenmike” as if they just had one shared name along with their brain.

“Hey,” said Dan, another one of Matt’s friends. “What’re you guys up to?”

“We were just talking about Matt’s weird face,” Cole replied.

Nick explained, “Matt’s worried about Drake moving out.”

Dan nodded. He understood. “You guys want to go out and kick around a soccer ball for a while? Get your mind off of things? It should be light enough for another half an hour or so.”

Matt shook his head.

“We could just go for a little hike,” Dan suggested.

Matt smiled, thinking how that was Dan’s solution to most problems, get outdoors and do something that made them sweaty. “I’m okay,” Matt said. “Or, I’ll be alright.”

The front door opened and two more of Matt’s friends walked in.

“San! Ren!” Dan called to them, waving them over. “You made it!”

While San and Ren were also twins, they could not be more different from each other. San was outgoing and a bit loud. Ren barely spoke at all, and when she did, it was just barely more than a whisper. She became even quieter around Matt for some reason. Matt found himself feeling nervous around her, lately. When they had been little kids, everyone had considered Ren to be just one of the guys. Now, with her growing a bit taller and more mature than the rest of them, it was hard to see her as anything other than a girl.

“What’s up?” San said, handing a present over to Matt. “No need to worry. We’re here to kick this party to another level.”

Ren nodded and slouched a little to seem shorter.

“Matt’s worried about Drake moving out,” Nick said.

San and Ren nodded. They understood as well.

“I’m fine,” Matt said, standing up. “Really.”

“Hey bro,” Drake said, poking his head into the room. “Grandma and Grandpa are leaving in a minute. You should say ‘goodbye.’”

Matt’s mouth went dry and he croaked out an “okay.”

Drake left, and Matt stood there frowning.

“You don’t look ‘fine’ to me,” San said.

“Excuse me,” Matt said, walking out of the room to see off his family.

***

That night, after all of Matt’s extended family members had left, he and his friends started up a tournament in their favorite brawling video game.

“You know what?” San said. “We should start up our own Wizards and Wyverns game.”

“I thought you hated fantasy stuff,” Dan replied as his character kicked San’s character off the stage into oblivion.

“I don’t hate it,” San explained, setting down his controller. “I just prefer scifi, that’s all. Me and Ren are big Trek Wars fans, like our parents.”

“It could be fun,” Nick said. “Matt could even GM for us. He knows the game better than anyone I know.”

Matt kept quiet and focused on getting his character to beat Nick’s character with a bat.

“I wanna play the wizard thing!” Cole said from the couch, where he and his twin were deep into a thumb war.

“Me too!” Mike added, even though everyone knew that he would agree.

“What do you think, Matt?” San asked.

Matt tried to avoid letting Nick’s character catch his character, but he was too slow and ended up getting tossed off the stage. He set down his controller and walked out of the room.

Nick followed Matt into the kitchen, where he was searching the refrigerator for a can of soda.

“You could just say, ‘no,’” Nick said. “He was just thinking it might make you miss Drake less if you kept playing the game with us.”

“I think it would just make me miss him more,” Matt said. He grabbed a can and shut the refrigerator. “I just want him to stay. That’s what I need.”

“He has to move out eventually.”

Matt opened his drink and took a sip. “I know,” he said, sighing. “But, if I could turn back the clock somehow and keep him here, I would.”

Nick nodded.

Matt wiped away a tear and said, “Let’s just wrap up the tournament. I want to go to bed soon.”

***

After his friends went home, Matt headed upstairs. He stopped at his brother’s room and hesitated a moment before knocking on the closed door.

“Just a sec,” Drake replied and opened the door.

Matt realized that his brother was packing a suitcase on his bed.

Drake appeared curious. “What’s up? I thought you’d be in bed already.”

“I’m old enough to stay up later now,” Matt said as cheerfully as he could. “As of today, I’m a teenager, you know.”

Drake smiled. “Man, yeah, you are getting so big. Pretty soon, you’re getting to be almost as tall as I am.”

“I might even beat you at basketball the next time we play,” Matt said and smirked.

“Well,” Drake said. “I wouldn’t go that far.” He pulled Matt into the room and wrapped him in a gentle headlock. “You’ve still got a ways to go before you can compete with me.”

Matt struggled against his brother's playful wrestling, trying to put up some resistance while not wanting the embrace to end. “Just you wait,” he grunted. “Next time I see you…”

Drake loosened his hold and Matt slipped free.

“We’ll see,” Drake said. “I’ll be looking forward to hanging out when I’m back home in a few months.”

Matt tried to hide his grief at having to wait so long.

“Okay, bro,” Drake said, walking over to his bed. “I’ve got to finish packing. I’ll see you in the morning. Okay? Good night.”

“Good night,” Matt replied and walked down the hallway to his bedroom, feeling a knot form in his stomach as he heard his brother’s door shut, realizing that this would be the last time the room would be occupied for a long while.

Matt lay down to bed and let himself cry a little more before falling asleep.

***

He dreamt of dragons. They were in the air outside of their house. He could feel the warmth of their breath and hear the heavy beating of their wings. Seeing these fantastic creatures around him, Matt wanted to call his big brother over to see them with him, but wherever he looked, Drake was nowhere to be found. Matt was alone it seemed, not even his parents were around. Just him and the dragons, which felt both wonderful and sad. He woke up the next morning with the sound of their distant roars still echoing in his ears.

***

Matt got out of bed and walked down the hallway to peek in Drake's room and was relieved to find his brother still asleep in his bed. Matt watched his brother breathing slowly with his eyes shut and wondered if he was dreaming and what he might be dreaming about if he was. Did he also dream of dragons?

Eventually, Matt realized he was staring too much and left the doorway to go downstairs to get some breakfast. His mother was in the kitchen wearing her bathrobe and mixing up something in a bowl.

“Hey, birthday boy,” she said. “Want some pancakes and bacon?”

“Sure,” he said, but before he sat down at the kitchen table, he noticed something strange. “Mom? Are you… taller?”

“What?” she asked, looking over her shoulder down at him. Matt could have sworn he had just grown to be the same height as her the last time they had checked his height. Now, he seemed to be not even shoulder high to her. He did not feel any smaller, which meant she must have grown, even if that seemed impossible.

“I mean,” Matt said. “You grew almost a foot since yesterday.”

“Are you feeling alright?” she asked as she finished mixing the pancake batter. “I haven’t grown an inch in years,” she said. “If anything, I think I’m getting a little shorter as I get older.”

Matt was confused. There was no denying that she was far taller than him right now. “Something weird is going on,” he said, deciding to go take a seat and think things through. There seemed to be little point in arguing with her about her height. After all, how would that help if even she could not tell that her own body had grown?

“Good morning!” his father said, walking into the kitchen.

Matt gasped when he realized that his father had grown even more than his mother, leaving him so tall that his head nearly touched the ceiling. His bathrobe was too small to tie shut and his t-shirt and pajama pants were so tight that they seemed ready to rip apart.

“Hmm,” his father said. “Is that bacon you’ve got there?”

“Of course,” his mother said. “I’ll have a whole plate ready just for you.”

His father chuckled gleefully. “Wonderful! I’m so hungry, I feel like I could eat a whole pig.”

Matt sat there in stunned silence as his father walked over to the other side of the kitchen to start brewing himself some coffee.

“What is happening?” Matt asked himself, feeling as though he was losing his mind.

Drake walked into the room. “Hey, Matt,” he said and turned to their parents. “Mom, Dad, bad news. You know that big storm out West? Apparently, they’re canceling a lot of flights. I checked online, and there was an offer to reschedule my flight to school to three days from now.”

“Did you take the offer?” their mother replied.

Drake nodded.

Meanwhile, Matt was wondering why Drake had not noticed the changes to their parents. “Am I the only one that sees this?” Matt asked himself.

“Well,” their father said. “It’ll be nice to have you around for a little while longer. Won’t it, Matt?”

Matt nodded. He finished eating his breakfast as he watched his giant parents and his brother eat, chatting with each other treating everything as if it were normal.

Matt stood up from the table and said, “Excuse me.” He wanted to get upstairs to grab his phone and text Nick about what was going on.

“Oh, Matt,” his mother said. “Take out the trash, would you please?”

Matt nodded and grabbed the bag from the can in the kitchen and brought it to the garage. It was only after he had tossed the bag in the can in there that he noticed that both of his parents’ cars were missing.

“What?” he said. Although he doubted they could fit comfortably in their cars at their current size, the fact that the cars were just gone seemed almost as strange as their sudden growth.

Matt hurried back into the house and ran upstairs to his phone and called Nick.

“Hey, man,” Nick answered, yawning. “What’s going on? What time is it?”

“Nick,” Matt said. “Something really weird is happening. My parents are giants. I mean, like, they grew overnight.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I'm freaking out. Nobody else seems to notice what happened except me. It’s crazy!”

Nick sighed and said, “You want me to come over?”

“Could you?”

“Be there in fifteen minutes.”

Matt smiled. You could always count on Nick. “Thanks.”

“No problem.”

Nick hung up and Matt sat there a moment, wondering what he should do until Nick got there. He settled on getting freshened up in the bathroom. When he finished brushing his teeth and stepped out into the hallway, he almost walked straight into Drake.

“Whoa,” Drake said. “Slow your roll, bro.”

“S-sorry,” Matt said. Then, he noticed something strange: he was almost eye-to-eye with his big brother. “Drake?” he said. “Did you get… smaller?”

Drake had a confused look on his face. “What are you talking about?” he asked. “Did you get any sleep last night? You’re acting really weird.”

Matt looked down and checked that both of them were standing on level ground. They were. Either Matt had gotten taller, which he doubted, or Drake had shrunk. After another look at Drake’s face, Matt noticed that his brother seemed a little younger now as well, as though he were a freshman or sophomore high school student.

Before Matt could say anything else, the doorbell rang. “T-that must be Nick,” Matt said. “I… I need to go… uh… let him in. ‘Scuse me.” Matt hurried down the stairs and opened the front door. “Thank goodness you’re here,” he said. “I feel like I’m losing my…” His voice trailed off when he saw Nick.

“What is it?” Nick asked, tilting his head to the side in a confused, dog-like way.

Matt was shocked by how long Nick’s neck appeared. It had to be at least twice as long as normal and a bit thicker as well.

“Nick,” Matt said at last. “Tell me you notice what happened to your neck.”

Again, Nick tilted his head in confusion.

“You don’t,” Matt said, feeling very alone all of the sudden.

“Hey,” Nick said, realizing how distressed his friend looked. “Why don’t we go for a walk? I don’t know what you’re talking about, but I want to help if I can.”

Matt nodded and yelled to his parents, “Hey, I’m going out for a walk.”

“What was that?” his father replied from upstairs.

Matt realized that his parents must be up there now. He shouted, “I said I’m-”

“Can’t hear you,” his father said.

It was true that there seemed to be a lot of noise coming from his parents’ bedroom all of a sudden, as if they were moving around furniture.

Matt hurried up the stairs and knocked on their door.

“Come in,” his mother said, cheerfully.

Matt swung the door open and was shocked to see his enormous parents in bed together, naked and obviously humping rhymically. He averted his eyes and said, “S-sorry!”

“Wait,” his father said, not slowing down at all in his pounding of his wife’s crotch. “What were you saying just now?” he grunted.

Matt looked back at his parents shamelessly fornicating. He could not tell if he was more horrified or amazed by the sight of these two giants shaking the whole house with their thrusting. It was almost hypnotic. He found his eyes drawn to the enormous red cock of his father’s as it disappeared and was withdrawn again from his mother’s pussy. There was something almost scaly about the damp texture of the giant penis now, like some kind of exotic dildo more than a real part of a man’s anatomy.

“What’s the matter, dear?” his mother asked between moans, sounding genuinely concerned.

Matt was at a loss for words, confused and horrified by the whole situation. Why were they letting him watch, encouraging it almost?

“You going out?” his father asked.

Matt nodded. “Y-yes,” he stammered. “N-Nick is… I’m leaving.”

“Have fun,” his father said and picked up the pace of his thrusts.

“Be back in time for dinner,” his mother said and groaned. “Gonna have some tasty meat ready.”

Matt backed away and shut the door. Then, he ran downstairs.

“What’s wrong?” Nick asked, seeing the disturbed look on Matt’s face.

“N-nothing,” he replied, not wanting to even think about what he had just seen, let alone talk about it. “Let’s get out of here.”

They hurried out the door and Matt locked it behind them.

***

Nick listened attentively as Matt recounted everything he had seen that morning, not interrupting at all. Matt did skip over what he had seen his parents doing. Finally, when he was done talking, Nick was silent for a long while.

“Am I going crazy?” Matt asked.

“No,” Nick said. “You’re not crazy.”

“What is going on?”

“I don’t know,” Nick said. “You said my neck is longer, but to me it seems like it's the same length it always was. Maybe it did grow, and maybe you’re the only one who realizes it.”

“You believe me?” Matt asked, feeling some consolation.

“I believe that you believe what you’re saying. I’ve known you a long time. You don’t make stuff up like Colenmike.”

“What do I do?” Matt asked.

“Well,” Nick said. “You could-”

“Hey guys!” cried a little voice from the other side of the street.

Matt and Nick turned to see Cole and Mike scampered over to them. “How’s it going?”

“Just going for a walk,” Nick said.

Matt was speechless, looking down at the boys. They had been small before, but they seemed so much skinnier and shorter now with an added pointiness to their features as if they were part rat and part lizard now.

Nick noticed how Matt was looking at the twins and asked, “Are they different, too?”

Matt nodded. “Smaller,” he said.

“Hey, Matt,” said one of the boys. “You okay?”

“Yeah?” said the other one. “Can we help you out, buddy?”

“Anything you want?” said one.

“We’re here to serve you,” said the other, half-bowing as he did.

“What?” Matt asked, but a strange sensation in his neck caught his attention.

He could feel his spine stretching as if his head were being pulled upwards by an invisible force. He touched his neck, feeling it lengthening beneath his fingers. A sudden tightness in his shorts altered him to a different sort of growth happening between his legs.

“Matt?” Nick said. “What’s going on? You alright?”

Matt felt his body settle down and stood there a moment, trying to reorient himself to balance his stretched out body.

“Is Matt feeling okay?” asked one twin.

“Can Colenmike help Matt?” said the other.

Matt shook his head, feeling his long neck twisting as he did. “I don’t think so,” he said, wondering if anyone could.