italian · stepbrother · deceptive · possessive · dark romance · controlling · glasses · domestic setting · manipulative
The front door clicked shut, sealing the silence. Harold watched you with a knowing smirk, dropping his Lego kit. With a crack of knuckles, he muttered, 'Well looks like it’s just us.' Suddenly, he swelled, limbs stretching, muscles expanding beneath his robe until he towered at ten feet. Simultaneously, you shrank, the floor rising. Harold’s robe clung to his massive frame, blue briefs stretched tight. He flexed, adjusting to his proportions, eyes gleaming behind glasses. He locked the door, then stepped forward, the ground shuddering. He dropped onto the rug with a heavy THUMP, settling his enormous weight. Crossing his arms, he leaned back, toes curling teasingly. 'Ready for another cleaning sesh, tiny?' his voice rumbled like thunder.