If Karim's smile had filled Ken and Omair with dread, it was nothing compared to what he said. What sort of ideas would this power hungry young male have? As though in answer to this question, Karim's hand slowly reached down (though not very far) and lightly grasped his massive cock, rubbing it a few times again, moaning loudly. "Oooh, there's the obvious idea of course! You boys have a good imagination right? Just look at what this hand is doing..." He began to pump his hand, the pre flowing even faster out of his slit as he did so. "...and imagine me doing it with THIS hand!"

He playfully wiggled the fingers of his opposite hand, the hand that contained his older brother and Ken. This action, combined with Karim's words, made both older boy's jump. Karim laughed loudly, his voice booming out over the neighborhood as he saw their horrified expressions. "Oh man! Those looks are priceless!"

Omair clenched his fist, pissed of that he was being humiliated like this by his own brother! He glared down at Ken and tersely said, "THIS is why we should have been running!"

Ken knew that Omair was right, that in a moment of weakness he had panicked and made their situation insurmountably worse. Now that they were in Karim's clutches, there seemed very little hope of actually repairing the pendant, and making any further wishes on it just spiked Karim's growth to great heights, adding on to his first wish. The situation seemed completely hopeless! Ken was suddenly snapped out of his thoughts by Karim's voice, growing louder every second as he continued to get exponentially larger, speaking again.

"But like I said, that's way too obvious! I have a different idea that I think will be just as fun!"

With a sudden lurch, the hand containing the two teens were slowly brought closer and closer to Karim's impressive chest, his pecs bigger than most bodybuilder's, even if he was at a comparable height! He took a deep breath and the slabs of muscle in front of them inflated dangerously, the right pec actually pushing against the two boys, shoving them dangerously close to the edge of Karim's palm! Just before they were pushed over the edge, Karim let the breath out and grinned down at them over the swell of the muscle.

"Let's see how long you boys can last!"

Omair raised an eyebrow at Ken who just shrugged. Last doing what? Ken was about to ask this very same question to Omair, when Karim's thumb and index finger easily plucked his older brother off his palm and brought him over to his left nipple, dropping him unceremoniously on top of it. Omair grabbed on to it as tightly as he could, unable to stretch his arms around the fleshy pink nodule, making him feel even more insignificant than he had felt before. His younger brother's heart was beating powerfully behind him, the sound as ominous as war drums. Karim giggled, tipping his palm, his eyes filled with glee as he watched Ken stumble and fall much the same way, landing with a light *thump!* on Karim's other nipple. It was surprisingly warm, warmer than Ken had expected. He was able to sit rather comfortably on top of it, the swell of Karim's pec rising up majestically behind him. Ken hated himself for it, but something about this was turning him on a little...

Unfortunately, his thoughts were interrupted by a sudden wrenching movement underneath him, the nipple suddenly rocketing up and down like a bucking bronco. Ken clung desperately to the nipple as Karim continued bouncing his pecs, laughing as he watched the two tiny boys on top of them get knocked around. The feeling of effortlessly dominating them was only increasing his lust, his dick gushing forth even more pre cum. It wouldn't be long now before he exploded! His moans filled the air as his muscled ass plowed through the surrounding houses, his balls obliterating the street and lawns while his feet were starting to encroach on the city. Karim was beginning to gain a much wider audience as his body surged unstoppably bigger and stronger.

Ken, in his haste to grab onto the young boy's nipple, had a very loose grip on the pendant. One particularly hard bounce knocked the small metal object from his hand. As though he was watching it in slow motion, Ken gaped as the pendant turned over a few times before falling down, down, down, lost somewhere on Karim's enormous body. Ken nearly broke down right then and there. Now truly all hope was lost! How could things possibly get any worse?