u/X1hua

The Roman Empire had attained complete hegemony over the Mediterranean due in large part to a major development in spiritual technology — The Gods had finally begun to answer their prayers. A covenant with the heavens was established wherein tribute (scores of souls) manifested in the endowment of the powers of the Roman Gods. As the military would crush bands of disparate tribes, the warriors who spilled the most blood rose above their comrades. Their might compounded, and before long 50 ft Praetorian Giants led phalanxes of supersoldiers to chase down and smash the Iberians, Gauls, and Albiones like vermin. Their cruelty and depravity grew with their power, and as they mercilessly stomped entire civilizations off the face of the Earth, they nevertheless rapidly grew their warrior class and slave population. The greatest warriors of the conquered tribes would be offered a head start in a Roman military career if they sacrificed their own, if refused, they wound up as a stain under a Praetorians boot. And the few surviving slaves were offered hope through the back breaking labors under their new masters by way of a contract; with years of service and submission a chance would arise to join the phalanx. All not crushed or eaten by the Empire were tempted by its might, and the Empire’s growth appeared eternal.

There was a flaw in this covenant however. The Roman Gods, knowing the power would corrupt the Romans, limited it, lest they would revolt against the Pantheon and take Olympus for themselves. Outside of incredible exceptions, the Giants of Rome were 1/2 of the height of the corporeal forms of the lowest Deities, and less than 1/20 the size of the highest echelon. If other Gods could fully trust the will of their people, they could trust them with unlimited power. Through the news of the Roman conquests and massacres, the Goths remained united and humble, shirking the temptation of world crushing might that consumed Rome. The Goths bid their time in the shadows, praying patiently to gain the favor of their Gods. As the Gods observed the Roman giants march slowly towards their people, they decided to fight fire with fire, and allow limitless power to a worthy Prince. In doing so they would combine their powers beyond what they could individually hold. And so the prophecy was written that as the virtue and successes of the Prince would grow, he would too, and reign over the Goths as their God King, crushing their enemies without mercy and tearing Olympus down from the Heavens.

In spite of my destiny, I was born small of stature, 5’4 and with the supple curves of a maiden. My brothers, far more impressive as 6’10 behemoths that could easily crush any non giant warrior were prematurely coronated as the saviors of our race, and worshipped duly. But owing to a manhood that could rival any warriors, and a waist and carriage that could rival any maidens, I wasn’t neglected by my tribes worship. My fair and thick blond hair, my delicate but piercing features, and the perfection of my masculine and feminine assets made me into an icon of beauty and fertility. My people worshipped me, pleading to let their sons and daughters court me, which developed an incredible confidence in spite of my meek appearance.

On the day of my 20th birthday I was to join my brothers in a hunt. Roman scouts had recently penetrated the area. They were low soldiers desperate for some victories and power wadding into unknown lands. I generally avoided military duties, but it was the coming of age rite for any nobleman in my tribe to slay an enemy, and my time had come if I wanted to keep my title. My brothers and I ventured into their camp as they slept at dawn, and as they dispatched the rest, I loomed over the last, drew my knife, and slit deep through his throat. Immediately after the deed, a wave of intense euphoria shot from my heart and enveloped my body. My veins pulsed with power and my summer loincloth struggled to rein in my plump ass, as I began to ascend over the corpse of the Roman. My swelling manhood tore apart the cloth and I grew through the tent. My brothers looked up in awe at my coronation. My rising stature still ascending competed with the canopy for height. Abashed at the exposure, I blushed, but my gargantuan cock told a different story, flushed and leering with the rest of my body, it desired more: more strength, more size, and tributes to my virility. I had been ordained a god of my people, a living embodiment of our might and virility, designed to obliterate our enemies and spread our seed. It was ordained, and I felt proud of my duty. As I heard rustling near the clearing accompanied by Roman voices, I realized it was time to show them the might of the new King of the Goths.

Hi everyone, I am a college Boy Giant interested in a couple growth rampage RP. I will play the Barbarian Prince, and I want to conquer the world with a like minded big. Any character you want to play to join me would be great, a servant united with the prince through an intimate friendship since childhood — ready at any moment to fight for his people, a liberated slave desirous of the greatest power for the cruelest revenge, a might worshipping patrician whose loyalty is to whatever could makes them strongest, etc. I’m bi and very flexible. I like competing and switching but I can take the reins as the bigger giant and go full dom. Any gender including futa works for me, if you are a masc giant just know that I’m a top-switch and I’ll likely play as a more masc character too to try to compete with you (and if anyone prefers masc let me know). Im looking for slow growth and challenges to overcome to keep things interesting, with us eventually gaining new powers as the rp goes on (such as reducing our size, shape shifting, and eventually reducing others). Lmk if you want to become a God.

Kinks: Growth, Shrinking, Multi Sized Giants, Growth Competition, Muscle Growth (very optional), Rampage, Violence, All Kinds of Crushing, All Kinds of Vore, Using Tinies as Fleshlights, Power Lust, Romance, Revenge, Tables-Turning, Humiliation, Musk, Sweat, etc.

Limits: underage, scat (and similar gross stuff), overweight

FB4A Simple Giant Couple Rampage