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Hi i love stories written by MARCUS. This one is PERSONALS AD. He wrote also story "Personal trainer" and I love both of them. Both are about love and passione between BIG and little guy.



Do you know more his stories? Where can I find them?

Personals Ad

by MARCUS



Jake Andrews was one huge piece of meat. He was one of the lucky few who was fortunate enough to be born with perfect genetics and an enviable metabolism geared toward building muscle. Both of his parents had been tall, so it was no surprise to either of them when their only son never seemed to stop growing during the metamorphic bursts of growth during his teenage years. By the time he graduated from high school, he was already the tallest person in his immediate family at 6'4". Over the next few years, Jake would not only fill his father's shoes, his huge feet would have actually ripped his father's shoes apart since he often needed to have his own shoes custom made in order to fit his huge size-19 boats, which seemed to go spreading out all over the floor whenever he walked around barefoot in front of people just to see what they might say about his big feet.

During his college years, Jake continued to grow even a little more until the epiphesial disks in his bones finally fused together, forever halting his rocket skyward, stopping at about 6'9". Jake was an avid athlete and everyone always wanted him to play basketball, but he didn't really care much for that sport. He usually found himself spending most of his spare time in the gym pumping iron. Even though he eventually became the star of his college football team, he had aspirations of becoming a professional bodybuilder. He knew it would be pretty hard to build sufficient mass for that on a frame of his size, but all the hours he was always spending in the gym and all the high-protein food he was always scarfing down were beginning to yield the desired results. Jake's ultimate goal was to become a huge, hard, 350-pound boulder of nothing but rock-hard, solid muscle.

The only problem, as far as Jake could see, was his sexuality. He had never told anyone that he had always been attracted to other men, but once he was away from home and discovered the gay student union at college, an incredible metamorphosis occurred that startled even Jake himself. After finding other friends who were gay, it was much easier for him to accept his own sexuality and he never even looked back at his high school days when he had been constantly clawed and pawed by every girl on the cheerleading squad as they tried to get inside his pants. He started experimenting, but he knew he still had to be careful since he was living in a fairly conservative area. He did have sex with a few guys on campus, but it seemed much safer to travel with a few friends to a bar just outside of town. Of course, he never really had anything to worry about; most people were so frightened by his intimidating size that he would never have to worry about being gay-bashed. But Jake realized that some people still owned handguns too...

In any case, Jake soon found himself living the gay party lifestyle and there was no end to the line of queers who were lining up, wanting and waiting to have sex with him. And who could blame them? He was a sheer tower of perfect masculinity in the prime of life. Most men actually began drooling just at the sight of his hairy chest and forearms protruding from beneath his shirt...

Even though he was having a great time now that he'd finally come out of the closet, Jake still felt like something was missing. By now, he'd had sex with virtually every body type imaginable, but to his friends' dismay, he always found himself turned on by the smaller guys. Of course he'd had sex with other bodybuilder types he'd met at the gym, and he was always looking down on them too, no matter how tall they happened to be. Jake didn't know why, but the shorter and smaller the other guy was, the more he liked it. It really made him feel like a god to be worshipped by some skinny little guy down on his knees before him who could never hope to attain his own massive proportions. He really got off on flaunting his huge size over them.

Another thing Jake had never told anyone about was his childhood fantasies concerning giant men and shrunken people. While he was growing up and people were constantly taunting him about his height (just because they were jealous, he figured), Jake had often fancied himself growing into a giant who would be able to simply step on those annoying people and squash them like insects beneath his massive feet and toes. His continued growth made that seem even more possible since he was always being referred to as "a giant among men". Jake had always figured he would outgrow those silly childhood fantasies, but to his surprise, they remained with him into adulthood, becoming even stronger if anything.

One day while surfing the net with a friend at college, Jake discovered the word "macrophile" and his whole world suddenly changed. As his friend was muttering, "Have you ever heard of anything so weird?!" Jake started tripping over his own huge feet in an awkward attempt to leave the room and get back to his own dorm room. After booting up his own computer and locking the door, Jake cursed the slowness of his computer until he could finally key in the magic words on his web browser. (He'd instantly memorized the address of the website his friend had found, of course.)

As the world of online macrophilia opened up to him for the very first time, Jake finally realized that he really *wasn't* a freak after all. As picture after picture of composite montage images downloaded onto his screen, and super-charged erotic stories about giants and shrunken men began scrolling down the screen, Jake experienced the most intense hard-on of his entire life. His ten-inch cock became so hard it actually hurt! It only took a few strokes and within minutes, he was spewing cum everywhere, making a mess he would be embarrassed to clean up later on. Fortunately, his computer keyboard was spared the onslaught, thanks to Jake's careful aim.

As he continued to explore the new world he'd just found, Jake realized he would never be able to tell anyone else about his fetish, except for his online "brothers" he'd met over the net. But then again, he didn't see why that would have to keep him from trying to act out some of his fantasies in real life. He sat down one evening and drafted a personals ad to place in the classifieds of a local gay magazine. It was pretty straightforward (if you'll pardon the pun.) "GWM, 23, 6'9", 290#, 10" cut, ISO gay midgets or dwarfs..."

As soon as the magazine hit the racks about a week later, Jake grabbed up a copy to make sure his ad was in there. Sure enough, the word "midget" seemed to jump right off the page at him. He had used a private mailbox offered by the magazine to receive any replies to his ad since he didn't want to risk anyone finding out about his fetish. Jake was sorely disappointed each time he rushed to check his mail first thing every morning. After a few weeks with no replies at all, Jake was beginning to forget about his ad when other more serious matters began vying for his attention. It was the end of the school year and because of budget cuts and changes in college policies, Jake discovered it would be much cheaper for him to rent an apartment off-campus than to keep staying in this ratty, old dorm. He began perusing the classifieds again, but this time to find a new place to live, not a new man to fuck.

With luck, he actually found a small house for rent not too far from where most of his classes would be in the fall. A whole entire house to himself would be much better than some tiny, cramped apartment and he figured he should be able to afford the fairly cheap rent by working full-time at the gym and part-time in the evenings at a local health food store over the summer. After he'd gotten settled in at his new place, he remembered his personals ad and figured he might as well check his mailbox one last time.
To his surprise, there actually *was* a letter waiting there for him. Judging from the postmark on the envelope, it had been sitting there collecting dust for almost two weeks now! Jake self-consciously stuffed it inside his shirt against his huge, hard, hairy pecs (where every hot-blooded gay man in America longed to be) and rushed back to his apartment.

"Just saw your ad in 'Torpedo' magazine..." the letter began.

Jake kicked back and slowly perused the entire letter. He was surprised to find himself getting a huge hard-on just from reading this guy's description of himself. He began stroking himself as he learned the other guy's name was Billy Collins and he lived right here in the same city. He said he was technically a midget, not a dwarf, since his head and hands were of the same small proportions as the rest of his body, not normal-sized as they are in dwarfs. He went on for a quite while about how tough his life had always been, trying to find other gay midget men, as well as all the other day-to-day difficulties faced by the vertically challenged in our society.

'Where's your damn statistics, man?!' Jake thought to himself. Soon enough, there came a paragraph where Billy finally explained that he was 34" tall, or 2'10", and he weighed about 55 pounds.

'Hmph, I do arm curls with more than that!' Jake laughed to himself, feeling the huge muscle in his upper arm as he realized how easy it would be to pick up this little man and play with him.

In the next paragraph, Jake was surprised to see that Billy also revealed his endowment, stating that he was "almost" four inches long when fully erect.

'Gee, I guess he won't be fucking *me* much then!' Jake laughed to himself.

As he was turning to the last page of the letter, something dropped down into Jake's lap. He picked it up, wiped off the precum he'd just gotten all over it, and saw it was a wallet-sized photo of the man who'd apparently written the letter. He had dark brown hair and a beard, and was wearing a miniature suit and tie. There was a tree in the background of the picture, but it was difficult to judge from that whether he had been telling the truth about his height. There was no doubt he really *was* a midget though, judging from the stubby little hands and fingers that protruded from the sleeves of his dress jacket.

On the last page of the letter, Jake saw that Billy had included his home phone number and suggested the two of them should try to get together somewhere to meet. After thinking it over for a while, pacing the floor, re-reading the letter several times, and studying every detail in the picture, Jake finally worked up the nerve to pick up the telephone.

The voice that answered on the other end was nothing like he'd been expecting. It was a fairly deep, masculine voice, not the high-pitched, squeaky, helium voice that one might usually expect from a midget. After chatting briefly, the two of them agreed that meeting somewhere out in public wasn't exactly a very good idea since the two of them would undoubtedly garner quite a few stares simply because of their differences in height. They couldn't meet at Billy's place because he had a (straight) roommate who simply wouldn't understand (or appreciate the noise they might cause). Because of that, Billy reluctantly accepted an invitation to come over to Jake's house on the following Friday evening.

For the rest of the week, Jake was totally distracted and could barely keep his mind on his work, even though the big day was only a few days away. He nearly dropped a barbell on some hapless wimp at the gym one day. When Friday evening finally rolled around, he went rushing straight home from the gym and jumped into the shower to get ready for his first date with Billy. He had just stepped out of the shower when he heard a strange noise. It was a quiet tapping sound coming from out front somewhere.

"Oh, great," Jake muttered to himself. "They didn't tell me this place had rats..."

He reached for a towel to wrap around his waist but discovered that all of his over-sized beach towels were in the laundry so he had to opt for a regular size bath towel. To a guy the size of Jake though, it was more like a hand towel and barely even reached around his waist. He tucked in one corner against the ripple of his well-defined "David" on his right hip and went in search of the rodent who had invaded his house. It felt like the damn little towel was about to fall off with each step he took, but somehow it stayed on, even though Jake's huge, rippled thigh was fully protruding in plain sight between the ends of the towel with each step he took.

When he reached the living room, he heard the noise again and realized it was coming from the front door.

"He's here already?!" Jake muttered to himself, glancing at the clock on the wall. 'Of course!' he thought. 'He wouldn't be able to reach the doorbell!' Jake chuckled to himself as he strode across the room to answer the door. He swung the door open inward and for the first few seconds, it seemed like there was no one there. Then he looked down. And down. And down...

Standing down at his feet on the welcome mat on the front stoop was the same little midget in the picture who'd sent his letter of introduction.

"Jake?" the little man asked hesitantly, craning his neck to look so far upward. He looked scared out of his wits.

"Yeah," Jake replied non-chalantly, smiling down at the little man. "You must be Billy."

"Guilty as charged!" Billy blurted out, realizing too late he'd sounded like an idiot. He chuckled self-consciously at his own joke, inadvertently sucking a little air in through his nose, making a noise like a snorting pig. 'God, let me die now and just get it over with!' Billy thought to himself as he turned ten shades of red down there between Jake's huge naked feet. He was so mesmerized by the huge, nearly naked, still dripping wet man standing over top of him that he couldn't even think. All he could do was just stare up in awe.

"You wanna come in?" Jake asked when it appeared Billy was frozen in one spot, whether it was from fear or just simple admiration. Jake took a step backwards and to the side, bringing himself in parallel with the door. He gestured inward with one huge hand, indicating Billy should come in now.

As the midget entered his house and passed right in front of him, Jake realized that the little man barely came up to his knees. To be standing towering over someone so incredibly small and tiny was such a turn-on that a huge tent suddenly began appearing in the front of his towel and he had to grab the corner of it with one hand to keep the whole thing from flying all the way off.

As Billy walked into the house, the main thing his attention was focused on was Jake's feet. This big guy had the most gorgeous toes he'd ever seen! And they were so huge, masculine and hairy! He couldn't wait to suck on them. Billy suddenly felt a hard knot forming down in his pants too.

"Am I early?" Billy asked as he looked up, watching Jake's massive, rippled, V-shaped back seeming to spread all across the room as he turned to shut the door. He seemed to be having a bit of trouble getting the lock fastened with just one hand, while his other hand continued to grip the towel tightly at his waist.

"Well, actually..." Jake replied as he turned back around, having given up on locking the door, "I thought we said 8:30...?" The clock on the wall was reading just after eight o'clock.

"Yes, we did at first. But then we changed it to 8:00," Billy reminded him. "Remember?"

"Are you telling me I'm wrong?" Jake asked in a deep voice, pulling himself up to his full height to tower over top of the little man.

"Uh, no," Billy replied nervously. "I'm sorry I'm so early."

"That's okay," Jake replied, seeming to relax a bit.

After several seconds of strained silence between them, Jake finally asked, "Is something wrong?"

"No," Billy replied. "It's just that... You're so..."

"So what?"

"You're so... beautiful." Billy gulped, having finally gotten the words out.

"Thanks," Jake replied. "You ready for the rest of the show?" he asked teasingly, slightly moving his hand that was barely holding his towel shut.

Billy couldn't speak over the huge lump that had formed in his throat, but he managed to nod his head up and down in a vigorously affirmative gesture.

Jake smiled as he unhooked the towel and simply let it fall to the floor off to one side. His huge manhood came springing out in all its glory, stopping only when it was pointing directly out from his body, parallel with the floor beneath them. It was quite a turn-on for him to see such a tiny, little man standing down there beneath his cock, looking up at him, and his member strained to rise even further just from the visual stimulation. The sheer weight of his monster cock usually kept it from attaining an actual upright, vertical position, but after a few quick flexes of his pubic muscles, the upper side of his huge dick was nearly touching his hairy, lower abdominals.

Billy gulped in admiration as he looked up at the massive organ that was being showcased and surrounded by so much rock-hard muscle. He knew there was no way he could ever reach Jake's cock from down here, but that was what he wanted more than anything in the world.

"Why don't you get undressed too?" Jake suggested as he absent-mindedly kicked the towel at his feet across the floor into an empty corner.

From Billy's vantage point, he would have loved to have been that towel, but he knew he would have hung onto that foot for as long as he could before letting go. Following Jake's suggestion, he immediately began to strip off his clothes and never stopped until he was completely naked as well. He felt even *more* helpless and smaller than ever now, but that only excited him even more and his little three-inch cock began standing at attention like a good little soldier.

"C'mere you," Jake simply stated before Billy had a chance to realize what was going on. He could see Jake was beginning to squat down on his massive redwood thighs, coming down over top of him. Billy suddenly felt a huge, warm hand touching him on his lower back. Most of its big, thick fingers were wrapping themselves around the right side of his torso while the huge thumb strained to encircle his waist from the left side. There was a sharp pang of fear as Billy felt his feet completely leaving the floor and then his stomach seemed to lurch, as if he had just boarded an elevator headed straight for the roof of a skyscraper at breakneck speed. Things were suddenly happening much too quickly for his comfort.

As Jake stood back up, holding the little man in his one-handed grasp, he couldn't believe the feeling of sheer power and strength it gave him. This was exactly what he had been dreaming about all his life! He realized he simply couldn't help himself. He pulled his hand over to his crotch, bringing poor little Billy right into direct physical contact with his huge, over-inflated penis. Just doing what comes naturally, Jake began rubbing the little man against the underside of his cock, savoring the feel of holding a little helpless man in his grasp.

Billy was a bit shocked by how suddenly all this had happened, but he was enjoying it for the most part too. He realized his wish from a few moments ago had suddenly come true as he was given full access to the giant man's huge penis. He reached out with both hands and wrapped both of his arms around the middle of the huge cock, hugging it against his chest as tightly as he could.

Jake's slit was directly in front of Billy's face and he had started leaking copious amounts of precum. As Billy licked and kissed the huge mushroom head of Jake's cock, his face was becoming coated with the clear, slippery stuff, but he didn't seem to care. He desperately wanted to suck this giant off, but all he could manage to get inside of his mouth was just the edge of the head so he had to settle for licking and slurping all over the outside instead. His manipulations were being rewarded with deep moans of pleasure coming from up above that were gradually increasing in intensity. When Billy decided to stick his little tongue directly into Jake's wide, gaping slit, a very loud moan issued. He looked up at the giant man who seemed to be using him as nothing more than a sex toy to satisfy his own desires.

"God!" Jake screamed. "You're about to get creamed, little man! Sure hope you can swim!"

"Wait--!" Billy started to protest, but he knew it was already too late.

Billy could feel that the "man" he was hugging between his arms was already beginning to spasm. A huge load was heading up from down below and no matter how hard he squeezed, he knew there was no way he could ever hope to stop the eruption. After he'd felt the first wave of the orgasm passing up through the canal directly between him and Jake, Billy found himself being drenched in a thick, hot, white liquid. It came squirting out all over his face, into his mouth, up his nose, into his eyes -- everywhere. It was like trying to hold onto a fireman's hose and trying to control the incredible pressure that was built up inside of it. The huge, monstrous thing seemed to have a mind of its own. It continued spurting all over Billy until his entire head, chest and upper body were completely coated with Jake's thick, white cum. And of course, Jake was moaning and screaming in ecstacy the whole time with his head thrown completely back. When the giant finally looked down, he couldn't help but laugh at the little man's predicament he had just suffered at his expense.

"C'mere you," he said again, this time pulling the midget up over his huge, hairy chest until they were finally face-to-face for the very first time.

Jake began kissing the little man, and Billy tried to kiss him back, but Jake seemed more interested in licking than anything else. He was using his huge, wet tongue to lick his own cum off of Billy's face.

"Mmmm, you taste good!" Jake murmured. "I could just eat you right up!" He smiled with an evil grin.

Billy was terrified, but he was hoping it wouldn't actually show through so much cum on his face. And yet, even though he was so scared, he had to admit that this was the most sexually arousing situation he'd ever been in. He suddenly realized he was completely at this giant's mercy and would have to do whatever he said. But that might not be so bad after all...

"God, I'm still hard!" Jake suddenly exclaimed in disbelief. Billy could tell from the movement of Jake's shoulders that his other hand was feeling around down below somewhere, almost as if he were jerking himself off again. He had already licked most of the cum off of Billy, and from the gleam in his eye, it appeared he had other plans now.

"What are you doing?!" Billy screamed as he felt his stomach lurch again. This time it felt like his lunch was coming up into his throat as he felt himself go dropping down toward the floor. Fortunately, he didn't fall all the way. Jake's huge hand maintained its iron-like grip on him, only dropping him down even with his waist again. All Billy could do was watch as Jake began walking across the room, swinging him back and forth beside him like some kind of ragdoll. With each step, Billy could see Jake's huge cock pointing directly ahead, leading the way, but he had no idea where they were going.

There was a table in one corner of the living room and after he'd shoved a lamp to one side, Jake lowered Billy down onto the edge of the table, facing down. His legs were dangling off the side of the table, which was even taller than Billy would've been if he'd been standing on the floor next to it. Billy started to raise himself up on his little, stubby hands so he could pull himself up onto the table all the way, but a huge hand came down in the small of his back and pinned him down in place.

"Not so fast..." he heard Jake saying as he felt a huge finger sliding in between his little buttocks. After running a few slow circles around his puckered little hole, it plunged up inside of him. Billy couldn't help but moan in response. He had to keep reminding himself that this was just a *finger*. It felt as big as the cocks on most of the other midget men who had ever fucked him. Soon, another finger joined the first, spreading Billy's hole even wider. He could feel the two fingers working their way around inside of him, massaging his prostate and nearly giving him a complete orgasm right there all over the edge of the table.

"Hope you're ready for something bigger now..." he heard Jake saying as the two fingers suddenly withdrew. They were replaced by the feeling of something huge, hot, hard and wet. Jake reached down and grabbed the base of his cock, milking out as much precum as he could, smearing it all around Billy's little hole before finally plugging his ass with his huge mushroom head. Billy cried out in ecstacy, but Jake wasn't very satisfied yet. This little guy had an awfully tight little hole and there wasn't much room for him to manuever around inside of him. He'd have to do something about that...

Billy suddenly felt a huge hand grasping his right shoulder from behind. It pulled his torso up off the table, bringing him up into a vertical position, with Jake's huge cock still plugging him up from behind. Much to Billy's dismay, Jake then began to simply walk across the floor, allowing Billy to bob around out in front of him as if he were nothing more than a mere phallic ornament. Jake strode into his bedroom where he had a full-length mirror mounted on the wall.

"Hey, you look good on me!" Jake commented as he began turning from side to side to admire his own handiwork with his hands on his hands just beside Billy. He immediately launched into a bodybuilding posing routine, flexing his huge arms and legs while Billy remained trapped and mounted on his cock. He tried to squirm, but he knew there was no way he could escape, and his squirming only increased the evil grin he could see on Jake's face in the mirror. After he'd grown tired of posing, Billy saw one of Jake's huge hands coming down to grasp him around the front of his abdomen. He began pumping the little man up and down, admiring his own strength and beauty in the mirror while using the little man's ass as an elaborate masturbation sleeve.

Within seconds, Billy felt the explosion beginning deep within his bowels, but he knew there was nothing he could do to stop it. He felt the hot liquid shooting up inside of him, completely filling him with Jake's manseed. Then as Jake's orgasm began to subside, his cock finally began to deflate. It began dropping back down to its normal, flaccid position, allowing Billy to go sliding down over Jake's huge, rippled quads onto the floor. Billy felt pretty embarrassed as he felt some of Jake's hot liquid oozing out of his asshole onto the floor, but there was nothing he could do except look up at the huge man towering over him. Jake could do nothing but snicker at the little man's predicament down on the floor.

"Hey, I noticed you admiring my feet earlier, when you first got here..." Jake said coyly. "So what do you think of *this* view, huh?!"

Billy watched in horror as one of the huge size-19 feet right beside him lifted up into the air, hovering just over his face. He could see Jake's massively muscle body extending upward, beyond and behind his raised leg. He suddenly realized what an insect on the sidewalk might see during its last view seconds of existence...

"Say goodbye, you little worm!" Jake exclaimed as he slowly lowered his foot down onto the helpless midget.

As the rough sole of Jake's foot came in contact with Billy's skin, he was jolted back to reality and desperately began trying to escape. Jake's heel had come down just above his navel and the rest of his foot was extending all the way up to his chin. Billy reached up and grabbed the huge foot with both hands, but it was useless. There was no way he could physically force Jake to move his foot. Billy began to involuntarily wiggle around, trying to escape. To his dismay, he discovered that the huge toes he had been admiring earlier were now just inches from his mouth, but he suddenly found he had no desire to suck on them whatsoever.

"Oh yeah!" Jake exclaimed. "I love it when they squirm!"

Billy could still see up past the huge foot that was holding him in place. To his horror, Jake's cock was already growing back to its fully erect size, and he had started stroking it up and down with one of his free hands far up above him.

"Here it comes!" Jake exclaimed. "You asked for it, you little insect!"

Once again, Billy's face became completely coated with Jake's cum as the huge man ejaculated down onto him with perfect aim. After he was spent, Jake finally removed his foot from Billy's abdomen, allowing him to start breathing again. And then, once again, Billy felt himself being lifted high up into the air before he even knew what was happening...

After Jake had licked most of his own cum off Billy's face again, he carried the little man over to the huge bed on one side of the room. He plopped down onto the bed, lying on his back, partially propped against the head board and some huge, fluffy pillows. He unceremoniously dropped Billy down onto his rock-hard abs. The little man looked up at him with a look of total dismay on his face.

"I'm having a great time!" Jake exclaimed. "How 'bout you?"

Billy couldn't manage to answer, but he thought to himself that it might have been more fun if *he* had actually been allowed to get off for once. It was certainly a hot, erotic situation, but he wasn't sure if he should start complaining at this juncture. Before he could voice any opinions, Jake broke in with some more thoughts of his own.

"Hey, I've got a great idea!" he exclaimed. "Why don't you move in with me?!"

"What?!" Billy finally managed to find his voice.

"You already said your roommate was such a pain in the neck... Why don't you move in with me? We'll have lots of fun!" He seemed to punctuate what he meant with an evil looking grin and wink.

"I don't know..." Billy replied hesitantly. "Are you sure you have enough room?"

Jake couldn't help himself. He burst out laughing right out loud. "Get outta here! How much room could a little runt like you need?!" He seemed to emphasize his point by cupping both of Billy's little ass cheeks with the palm of just one of his huge, rough hands.

"Well, okay," Billy replied reluctantly. "But I really think I should be going now--" He started to raise himself up off of Jake's torso.

"I don't think so!" Jake exclaimed, wrapping both of his huge, massive arms around the little man, pulling him back down against himself, nearly crushing him against his chest. "You're the best lover I've ever had!" he explained. "I'm not letting you go now!"

Billy realized that there wasn't much he could physically do to change the situation, but he supposed it really wasn't so bad after all. It felt really good to be held in the clutches of a giant. At least somebody finally wanted him. Most people seemed to think that "little people" were just a waste of time and resources.

"Okay," Billy replied. "So which room is mine?"

"Well, I've been thinking about that..." Jake replied thoughtfully. The people who used to live in this house had a German Shepherd and they left their big wire kennel cage down in the basement..."

"What?!" Billy exclaimed in disbelief.

"Aww, come on!" Jake replied. "I'd love to see you inside that cage, like a little pet of mine!"

"I don't think so!" Billy replied indignantly.

"Just think how much fun it would be for me to stand towering over top of you and piss down on you through the wire mesh, knowing there was no place you could run!"

Billy didn't know what to say. Jake could tell from his expression that his little pet might be getting upset by the idea of watersports.

"Oh, never mind," Jake reluctantly conceded. "We'll have plenty of time for fun and games after you've moved in!"

Billy was still a bit skeptical about this arrangement, but he figured he'd give it a go for a while. He sighed as he snuggled down deep into Jake's thick chest fur, feeling the warm, hard skin beneath him that was pulsing with Jake's heartbeat and the formidable power of his huge muscular pecs. As he dozed off to sleep lying on top of his new giant friend, he realized he was happier than he had ever been in his life. And Jake drifted off to sleep as well, having finally achieved his life-long dream of finding a real, live teddy bear.

The end!

[emsgdh]

Does someone have this story or know where I can find it ?

[philat99]

Although I'm not yet accepted into the group, it does still exist and apparently includes Personal Trainer in the files:
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/growth_industry/

[nypup2train]

Originally Posted by philat99

Although I'm not yet accepted into the group, it does still exist and apparently includes Personal Trainer in the files:
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/growth_industry/

As I am already an approved member....

Why, yes it does! (Was kind of a bitch to find, though. I can't even figure out if YGroups has a search functionality for the Files section. I had to wander the folders one by one, by hand, til I came across it.)

From an embedded URL inside the copy posted there, I was able to determine that it (and all of the other HTML files in their "scale site archive") were just saved from a waybackmachine snapshot of said site.

So, here it is, straight from the same place growth_industry got it:

http://web.archive.org/web/200303110...altrainer.html