"Matt, calm down!" I screamed at my giant son, "You're going to break the whole house if you continue doing stuff like that." Matt continued to stare at me with confused eyes. Somehow my game of manipulation was actually working. "I have no idea why you're acting all crazy all of a sudden but cut it out, you've always been a big boy."
"I... Sorry Mom," Matt replied, still in disbelief about his current size, "but, don't you find it weird how tall I am today?"
"Sweetie, you've been that tall since high school. Of course I don't find your size weird although I can't speak for everybody." Matt just stood there debating with himself, I could see it in his eyes, he was actually believing my lies! I started to get excited, I've convinced my 22 year old son that he is actually a giant. "Now don't just stand there, cover up with your bed sheets and come down for breakfast. I'll make you some scrambled eggs."
Hesitating at first, Matt soon began to follow his mother's directions by wrapping his bed sheets around his member. Afterwards he began to follow me downstairs, as he walked his footsteps created light vibrations that shook the floorboards around him. The whole situation began to turn me on, just the idea of having a son over nine feet tall was crazy. I wanted to keep up this charade for as long as possible which meant that I would somehow need to convince Tina that Matt was a nine foot giant as well.
Coming down stairs Matt decided to take a seat on the couch, which creaked under his weight, as he waited for me to finished breakfast. Meanwhile I began to cook breakfast, making sure to make extra portions to accommodate for my growing son.
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