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Size Matters by: Pent Ghelsburg

Disclaimer: The characters depicted in this work are purely fictional. They are original and used only within the context of this story. I use them with permission. This work contains underaged content as well as minor macrophilia. You have been warned.

There is a very special time in every boys life when he begins to realize the niceties of his own body. Each youngster developed at their own pace and many found themselves sour about how fast or slow they were developing in comparison to their age mates. The differences in youngsters are nothing short of veritable though no particular child would ever admit to the desire to be unique. On the contrary many sought just the opposite, the sense of belonging and of acceptance.

Theodore was a 12 year old fox boy who lived on the outskirts in a small suburb of Finland. Like many of his age mates, he didn't find solace in school. Finding more sources of entertainment from his own devices in the ways of his hobbies. Gaming and hanging out with his small group of buddies was the bread and butter of his lifestyle. While the youngster didn't have many companions, the ones he did have were close.

However unlike many of his furry brethren, the kit found himself lacking physical intensity. Even many of the human kids not only were bigger but they were often stronger than he was. The only upper hand the cub had was the benefit of being faster, as the youngster had learned how to run on all four some time ago. It was a talent which many of the other anthros had not yet developed. But even with that technique, the boy was not happy with himself.

Many of the other kids were developing at a faster rate than he was. Already the smallest in class it seemed that almost every day another one of the boys, or girls for that matter, shot up growing ever taller. It made Theodore quite self conscious about himself and one day he decided to confront his seemingly perpetual issue. It was another day like any other the boy lurched off the bus as he did every other day making his way to his home.

Theodore walked rather slowly as the bus departed from dropping him off. The cub seemed distraught, more so than usual. His head hung low as if focused on the floor before him. Despite not looking ahead he managed to make his way to the front door. Making his way to the front door it seemed the lock was already undone. Entering inside the building, it seemed his mother was already home for the day.

Both of the boys parents worked full time jobs but almost on opposite schedules. Their reasoning in this was so that someone was normally home with Theodore. But as he had been getting older, the arrangement had become more flexible. It wasn't quite as frequent when the kit found either of his parents home before he himself was. The cub looked around for her expecting to seeing her lounging about, but it seemed she was busying herself with something else.

Teddy removed his shoes at the door, knowing full to well of the family policy to do so. He shuffled his feet making sure there wasn't any dirt on his socks from inside his shoes. But the piece of clothing was mostly clean minus the dampness from wearing them during gym. Once he was out of them the boy set his bag down on the floor where the families shoes were kept. Only a few pairs were there since his father was not yet home.

He began to mope around the house, first going by the kitchen where a line of consecutive marks was kept near the open door way. This is where they kept the track of the boys growth. The kit looked it over examining the more recent marks and the affixed date to the side of them. Teddy simply sighed as he looked at the most recent. It was dated almost 6 months to the day and still he hadn't gotten any bigger.

The cub brought himself to against to the markings and placed himself as close as he could possibly get to them. Using his right paw he tried to hold it flat as possible in order to compare against the marking. Stepping away from the small piece of wood the boy held his paw firmly against it, looking at it closely. Still the same...he thought, before walking away from the make shift height chart to begin looking for his mother. Still quite perturbed the boy continued to mope about.

Eventually the the older fox was found in the laundry room. The tile floor didn't do much to dampen the scent of detergent. It was quite strong especially to the keen senses of the fox. The kit looked up at his mother who was diligent in passing the clothing over from the washer to the drier. Once she was done with setting the pile into the machine she turned around and jumped back in surprise.

"Oh Theo, honey, you startled me..." The tall woman held her paws over her chest.

"Sorry, Mom. I didn't mean to scare you." The kit was earnest in his words.

"No problem, kiddo. I know you don't mean it." The older fox ruffled his head fur.

"How was school?" The woman tried to straighten out her dampened shirt.

"Crummy..." The boys head again turned to the floor.

"Why honey? What's wrong? Is someone bullying you?" The mother knelt down to get on a more eye level with him.

"No...it's just I'm tired of being the smallest one in class." The boy said in a rather defeated tone.

"Oh, is that all? That's nothing to be worried about. Not everyone develops at the same rate." The mother said trying to console her child.

"But even the girls are taller than me now!" The kit carried on moping about his stature.

"Well...girls usually develop faster than boys so that's not really surprising." The older fox tried her best not to get frustrated in front of him.

"But Mom..." Theodore acted like his mother could actually do something about it.

"You know your father was short at your age too." The woman based this assumption on little else other than the fact the husband was shorter than she was.

"I guess...but he's smaller than you are. Why can't I be tall like you?" The boy no longer saw reason.

"Honey....just give it time. You will grow taller, I promise." The mother knew it had to happen sooner or later.

"Alright...I guess your right." The kit finally let the issue die.

"If your that worried about it we can see the doctor tomorrow." The mother suggested this expecting him to turn it down.

"Really but I hate the doctor...he always pokes me with needles." The cub cringed in fear.

"That's what I thought...so just be patient." The mother seemed satisfied in dissuading the child.

Theodore finally let her be. He left defeated in the fact that he'd been convinced that he had to wait. But he really didn't want to...he wanted nothing more than to be bigger than everyone else in his grade. Then no one would ever bug him about being puny again. All that was left now was to figure out the issue on his own. It seemed he would have to rely on the internet. He knew better than to have such childish desires, but decided to at least research his issue.

Once he headed to his room the boy looked around to make sure his mother had not followed him. She was much to worried about finishing the laundry especially since she'd spent some time seemingly dispelling her kids fears. Theodore knew this was his chance to fancy his little chance of researching the issue, uninterrupted. So the boy took it upon himself to hop into his computer chair in order to turn on his desktop device.

The computer didn't take long to turn on. The device was rather advanced because the boy had used both a birthday and holiday gift in order to have his parents buy it for him. He was rather fond of computer games and it had already seen heavy use despite only being a few months old. Theodore logged on as the screen flickered signaling that the device. He then used the mouse to click open the browser window in order to begin searching the internet.

A quick browse through various sites brought no initial success. The boy wasn't expecting much, it was more of a hopeful gesture than a realistic ones. Much of the stuff he happened upon was more in the realm of fantasy than reality. Many images he happened upon were much more than he was expecting, gradually turning him off to the idea of looking all together. Pop up ads littered each and every site and very few of them offered any real solution to the problem at hand.

Some of them mentioned Human Growth hormones, which Theodore had heard of before but didn't actually think would work for him. As he was about to give on a flashing graphic invaded his screen. No image was shown as the browser flickered with a faint light before carrying him to a website that he hadn't even clicked. It was one of those automatically directed sites that took you there even if you didn't click the screen.

Theodore read the article as it appeared on the screen. "New Experimental Treatment for Furries. Looking for patients to try a new drug that has already been tested on a few others. Subjects have experienced some increased muscle growth, some have even shown increased size..." The boy stopped at that sentence verifying that the last word in the phrase was what he thought it was. "Size" was definitely there and with little other context the boy became hopeful."

Further down the page there was a long list of warnings and precautions, none of which the youngster bothered reading. The most obvious of which was bold and read"Subjects must be over the age of 18." But how would they know? The cub had ordered stuff on the internet before with his mothers permission. But Theodore knew that his mother likely wouldn't approve this.

Just as he was exiting the page, another pop-up exploded on his screen. "Free one month trial if you sign up now!" Free was the only word that the boy needed to read. The cub began to fill out the information as he did with everything else he ordered. Making sure to check the box verifying that his age was what the agreement said. Once he was finished the page verified with a prompt saying "success". Now all he had to do was wait and see.

The boy wasn't very good at waiting. Obviously it wasn't the case when he continued to fret over the issue the longer he went without receiving anything in the mail. It was a few weeks later and Theodore had all but forgotten about his issue, many of his friends only pursued the issue as an ongoing joke. Eventually the boy grew to accept his state. Then one day the package arrived at his door.

It was a school day and fortunately for him the parcel sat outside his door waiting for him when he arrived home from school. He examined the package at the door, having forgotten all about what was inside he couldn't quite figure out what he had ordered. But sure enough his name was on the label so it had to be for him. Curiosity got the better of him so he took it inside to open. He was experiencing an excitement similar to one when you open gifts, when you don't know what they are.

Once he let himself inside he shut the door behind him. All but forgetting to take off his shoes as he normally did. The anticipation of finding out what was inside was much too tantalizing for him to ignore let alone pass up entirely. After arriving into his room, the kit threw the box onto his bed before plopping himself on the mattress next to it causing the little box to jostle. Looking at it for a moment he let his curiosity peculate in his head.

Before long it festered until he could bare the wait any longer. Not having any sort of scissors or blade to cut it, the kit used the full force of his boyish might to tear the package asunder. The tape that kept the parcel closed gave way as the cardboard tore and shredded underneath his assault. It didn't take long before the kit was able to break into the box. Once the box was open all that was left was the stuffing inside of it.

Styrofoam cubes littered the inside and the boy began to stick his paw in to search for whatever was inside. But whatever it was, continued to be concealed but the plethora of white peanuts was far too vast to see through. Eventually he decided to just empty the contents out onto the bed, making quite the mess in the process. The last thing to seemingly to come out was a little orange vial with a single white label affixed across the front of it.

Theodore lifted it to his line of sight in order to look over it. The label was clear enough and had some distinct type on it. The type read "Experimental Drug 1A". It also contained a warning and the count of the number of the contents inside. It seemed there was 30, more than enough to get the boy started. Though he wasn't too sure what the drug did. He didn't recall ordering it. But a small sheet of paper slipped out from the packaging.

Looking it over showed his information and some generic drug information. Most of which was over his head and too difficult to understand. What he could make up seemed to be something about nutritional enhancement. By the looks of it, the drug seemed to be a health supplement. More subscript was underneath but of course like many other people the boy simply ignored it. It was however returning to him what the order was for.

Could this have been the drug he had been asking for, to hopefully solve his height issue he'd long been complaining about? He vaguely remembered the website he'd visited and decided to verify that was the case before indulging in it. He wanted to be at least semi confident in what he was taking. Once he was on the computer, he punched in the information into a search site. Some various websites came up providing some rather basic information on the stuff.

Very little information could be found except that it was experimental and that side effects and results varied between patients. The most common results experienced with increased muscle growth, energy, soreness with reduced levels of fatigue in down time after work outs. It didn't seem many patients experienced an increase of height. Only a single case claimed it and the company didn't seem to verify the fact since it was an isolated incident.

It provided a little hope and the kit was generally overzealous and naive about these things as kids often are anyways. He decided it was worth a try. It couldn't hurt...he told himself over and over as he headed back over to the bed to finally try out the substance. Theodore looked over the little bottle and examined the directions which proposed a double dosage for 15 days. He knew it wasn't meant for him so he considered only taking half the recommended dose for a starter.

It seemed like a reasonable compromise. He opened up the top and popped out a single tablet onto his paw and looked at it before delivering it into his maw to swallow. As with most prescription medications the stuff had no taste and was easily swallowable. All that was left now...was to wait and continue to regimen the medication in a reduced dosage. He decided to check himself on his own height chart and to keep more diligent track since he was taking the matter into his own hands.

Theodore got up from his bed, re-securing the small vial before placing it on his desk to take in the bathroom later. He then went to the side of the room where he kept track of his own growth. Huffing slightly, as if frustrated the kit placed himself against the wall and proceeded to measure himself using his own paw against the last marking that his mother had darkened on the wall with a pencil.

Once he felt he managed his paw was flat enough against the wall, he stepped away to examine it against the marking. Sure enough there wasn't any change and he wasn't expecting results that quickly anyways. He just wanted to make sure there wasn't any difference from the last time he checked. The cub may have been young and hopeful but he wasn't silly enough to believe their would be instant gratification from the treatment.

Every day for the next 3 days he went about the same routine he normally did until the weekend finally arrived. Not bothering to check himself since he didn't much believe the drug would actually work but still continuing to take it regardless of the lack of results. Saturday morning finally arrived and the boy awoke to the sun gazing in through the window of his room. Like every other lazy day the arrival of light woke him up before his body was ready to.

After finally managing to rouse himself from his state of stupor, the cub couldn't help but yawn and stretch. But something seemed off, his two piece pajama set was riding high on his belly as he raised his arms towards the ceiling. Even more strange was the fact that the piece had fit him all to well all too recently and that he had become accustomed to the level of comfort it provided. He passed it off as mere coincidence.

But once he stood up it became even more evident something was different. Even the legs of his pajamas were almost above his calves and even proved to be rather tight as he tried to move into a stride to head into the kitchen. Had the little medication actually worked? He became increasingly hopeful that this was the case as every one of these signs pointed to yes. Theodore had to be sure and quickly darted towards his little corner of the room where he kept his make shift height chart.

The kit placed himself, as he always did, in the same position against the wall making sure that his feet were kept as flat as possible. Using his right paw to gauge just where he stood in comparison to before, he stepped away to look at his mothers previous marking on the wall. Once he got a clear look at it, it became clearly obvious that he had indeed grew some. There wasn't much difference but the level between the mark and his own paw.

He guessed it couldn't have been more than a few centimeters but the joy building up inside of him made him clasp his paws against his chest in exhilaration. His little experiment with chance had worked. But it wasn't enough, he know full too well that just a little bit wasn't enough to put him on an equal playing field with the other boys in his class. Theodore began to contemplate taking an extra dose of the drug.

After all the dosage recommended was double what he was taking. But then again he wasn't the required age of the product either. Theodore was feeling rather risky, he figured an increased regimen couldn't hurt that much. So he took himself looking over the jar a final time and sure enough the directions were as he thought. Deciding that it was worth the risk he fished out two pills from the small vial, delivering them into his paw.

Ingesting them was simple enough and the cub couldn't help but smile once the deed was done. He was very hungry so he headed into the kitchen to make some easy breakfast. It didn't seem either of his parents were around so he assumed they were likely doing errands. The boy was old enough to help himself and decided toaster pastries would have to do. The toaster was a simple enough device to work and it didn't take long to prepare things with it.

His favorite flavor was strawberry and fortunately there was some of that variety in the cupboard as he searched for food. Even better was the fact that some frosting was already likely thawed in the fridge, fresh for use. Pulling it out he proceeded to drizzle the packet of icing over the rectangle shaped tart. He was extra hungry so he decided that he would indulge on two this morning. After that it was time took it.

It only took several minutes before the beep sounded. The food was ready and all that was left was allowing it to cool down. It wasn't a long wait before he felt the meal was ready to consume. He didn't wait long enough to fully let it cool down and began to devour the food as if it were his favorite. It was sweet and warm while the frosting melted in his maw. The fox thoroughly enjoyed the treat and wagged his tail in delight.

Letting out a burp, the cub was rather satisfied that his hunger was sated. The boy was feeling rather restless and energetic. Almost as if it was building inside him ready to burst out of his body. It was almost becoming unbearable. He wanted nothing more than to get outside and burn some energy. So he went about getting ready to go outside, heading into his room to get changed into something more sporty.

Like his bed clothes, the wardrobe he'd been used to all to recently proved to be rather tight on his form now. From the shirt to his pants, nothing seemed to fit the same way it used to. Frankly it made him even more excited that he was finally growing. He decided the clothing issue would have to wait as he was still rather fidgeting and the feeling inside him was only getting worse.

He couldn't wait anymore and shoved his socks on before rushing to the door to slip on his shoes. Even those proved a tight fit and his feet felt very uncomfortable inside of them. It only made him even more frustrated over the issue. But again he brushed it off as no big ordeal and made his way outside. His only concern for the time being was expending some the energy that was building up inside of him.

Starting to run proved to increase his heart rate rather rapidly. He continued to jog without purpose or a destination simply going in circles around his home. Surprisingly he didn't find himself getting tired of even becoming out of breath. With each lap he completed the energy seemed to continue to gradually build inside of him. Once he stopped he panted a little bit but really didn't feel like he was tired.

"Hic..." The cub let out a gasp of air from his maw.

The boy felt the energy expand inside of him. Steadily his body was increasing bit by bit... The clothing on him becoming more and more uncomfortable. It didn't take long before the fabric was becoming far too tight and began to stretch and tear. First the button in his trousers burst as if he was gaining weight. But this wasn't all his toes were beginning to buckle in his shoes as his feet were ever expanding.

Just as he thought the pain could be suffered no longer the energy faltered inside of him. He was glad as the shirt on his torso firmly clung to his now larger body. He wasn't sure what it all meant but all the signs pointed to the obvious. He had just had a growth spurt...and his body felt both sore and achy all over as if he'd just come in after a long bout playing with other kids. Theodore wanted nothing more than to get rid of his clothing and fast.

Nothing fit him anymore and the first thing to go was his shoes. Once he was able to free his paws from the inside of them, he felt exponentially more at ease. Now that his feet were free from their confines he was able to spread his toes and at least feel at least marginally more comfortable than before. It was blatantly clear to him that he was bigger, but why such the sudden change in perspective. Frankly the notion of the idea made him giddy.

"Hehe...that was cool." The kit looked himself over and wondered just how big he'd gotten.

His shirt was very clearly much to small on him and didn't offer any level of comfort. As he was beginning to consider taking it off, the feeling of restlessness returned to him. Almost causing a tingling sensation inside of him making him begin to itch all over. Gradually slowly but surely the feeling began to take over him filling him from head to toe. The boy let out a breath of air as it escaped from his lips, not letting out a sound.

Theodore's muscles began to ache as his body creaked and his muscles began to expand. It didn't take long before his own shirt finally gave way. Ripping off his body into shreds once the fabric could no longer deal with the stress. The only remaining garments cover him now were his plaid boxer shorts and his gray socks. Both of which were becoming even more strained as his body crept taller and taller.

The boy watched as the floor fell further and further away from reach. It was a rather steady but certain climb upward. Eventually the delicates he was wearing could no longer hold. The underwear was first to go causing him to become modest about his increasingly worrisome state. It took a moment but the feeling finally died out. He was close enough to the house to get a frame of reference. He was almost as tall as the top of the bottom floor window now.

It was a vastly different than before even if the boy didn't stop to consider his own nudity.

"Hey look I grew again...cool!" Theodore chirped happily as his body began to creak beneath it's new weight.

His joints were beginning to ache from the stress of his new stature. The cub couldn't help but lean over in an attempt to ease the discomfort. Eventually finding it better to just sit down and attempt to reduce the tension. Rubbing his knees seemed to help some at least.

It didn't take long for the feeling to pick back up again. The boy was becoming rather worried by this point since he knew what it meant. His socks were the last thing to go leaving him all but naked. Perhaps he shouldn't have taken two doses like he had... This time the sensation resembled more like a gentle throbbing that coursed through his body. With each pulse he watched as his legs, and feet, grew that much closer to the wall before him.

Even know he was sitting he watched himself slowly, gradually climb ever bigger. By this point his muscles were beyond the point of aching. No longer in any state of discomfort the boy began to seek for an answer to the stress on his body.

"Ugh..." The boy cringed beneath the nature of his expansion.

With each passing moment his body continued to lurch forward. Eventually the boy began to actively seek a solution to his issue. Despite his own pains Theodore picked himself and began walking around. By this point the youngster was the size of the bottom of his roof.

The cub was showing no signs of stopping either...with each step the floor was becoming further and further away from his line of sight.

"Wow..." Theodore felt himself become ever increasingly larger.

The moments continued to pass...the feeling only becoming more rampant in his own body.

"HIC" The boy bellowed another spasm of air from his mouth.

When this happened the feeling became even more stronger...He watched as the house now diminished beneath his frame. The boy fell forward against his own house as the structure began to waver and crumble beneath his paw.

The kit walked forward as his feet trounced forward making rather quick work of his home. A sense of dread came over him as the event happened. He felt an immediate sense of regret even if he didn't intend the bit of destruction he'd caused. He knew his parents would be rather upset about the ordeal and quickly worked to try to repair the damage. But he lacked the skill or knowledge to do so.

The feeling finally died out...and by the time it was over the building that was once his home was left decimated before him. The boy loomed over the debris wallowing In a sense of foreboding demise caused him to sit. Theodore began to think of how he might explain himself. It was something he needed to do and fast. It was likely that his father would return by lunch time. The boy couldn't help but dread what would happen. He began to ponder the possibilities.

Now that the fit was all but over, the anxiety began to fade. Seemingly replaced by a newfound sense of wonder. The prospects of the situation was very real but the potential seemed rather fantastical. His young mind couldn't help but consider just what could be done. His house and the foundations before him all but sat in a pile of run. The boy began to grin as he thought just how far he could take it. Just what could his father do about it? Why was he so worried about it?

Eventually the fear left his mind and the kit soon was able to move himself from his makeshift sanctuary. The rubble roused around him as he tried to pick himself up. Easily several times his original size the cub leaned over to shuffle through the remains of the building. The debris simply sifted through his paw as a look of mischief came over his face.

"Hehe..time to have some fun." Theodore's smirk beamed across his face.

The fox began to walk forward forgetting all about the fact that he was completely naked. No longer concerned for modesty or his own safety, the boy headed for the city. His steps were rather loud and he could make out his own stride. It was no longer a soft step but instead a more heavy one. The ground stressed beneath his increased weight and size. Once he managed to actually arrive at the city, he began to feel rather playful.

Many small figures ran from fear at the sight of the seemingly giant youngster. The fox felt powerful for once in his life and the resulting bliss from it was nothing short of addicting. Soon enough he could hear the sound of sirens. Assuming it was the police or some other authorities he began to panic in a frenzy. With every step he took the pavement and cement beneath his paws began to crack and fray. Cars tried frantically to avert his steps but instead ended up crashing into the side building.

One large tanker truck couldn't quite turn in time and barraged the side of his foot. The impact sent the boy reeling, causing him to loose his balance. His tail wailing once behind him causing buildings to ripple and crumble beneath his strength. The cubs body too collapsed onto the closest nearby structure causing it to collapse beneath his body. Many fires and screams could be heard among the sounds of destruction.

Soon enough the sirens became much closer. The boy tried to collect himself trying to hoist himself using the asphalt of the space between the buildings as a support. Instead his attempt was met by the loss of grip as the tiles of pavement slipped and crushed beneath his grip.

"Please refrain from moving!" An unknown voice beckoned over a megaphone.

The boy became fearful for a moment. The sights of the rotation of blue and red lights could be seen on the remains of the structures that he'd destroyed.

"Remain still or we will have to result in the use of force." The voice chastised the boy again.

It was becoming blatantly apparent that the situation had gotten out of hand. Smoke billowed and fires raged because of the chaos the boy caused. Fear once again gripped the boy as the consequences of his actions became realized.

The cub cooperated out of the panic in lieu of his own destruction. Soon the cop began to creep up the boys body, but surprisingly he did not have a weapon on him. The officers purpose was this was to not induce any more terror in the youngster. He knew full well the boy couldn't have been that old. Eventually he was able to mount himself on the boys stomach and was able to get a much better view of the boy's frame.

"Well your a big boy now aren't you?" The officer tried to remain calm and collected.

"Uhuh..." Theodore trembled as he spoke.

"Just relax...I'm not going to hurt you. Just don't move." The police man held something in his palm.

"Okay..." Theodore still wasn't completely sure of himself.

The older male continued to climb before he placed himself near the chin of the very large boy. Still trying to manage to maintain himself and not losing him footing. With each breath the kit took the officer was jostled and struggled to keep himself standing.

"I'm going to need you to take this pill." The man opened his palm with a small white pill.

"What's that?" The boy suspected some mischief in this request.

"This will...cure you." The officer wasn't quite sure it would even work but it was worth a shot.

"No, I don't want to!" The kit threw a fit but still refrained from moving.

"Son, It's in your own best interest to cooperate unless you want to get in trouble." The man made an empty threat knowing full well he couldn't legally hurt the boy.

In a moment of panic, the boy swiped his paw forward and snatched the man into his snout. In one fell swoop the officer was inside his mouth.

But he didn't swallow. He wasn't quite confident enough to go about swallowing the man. The officer was a gristled veteran and didn't panic. Using this opportunity to loose the powers of his pill. Using what might he could to free himself from his wet confines. Coming out from the lips and fangs of the boys jaw with a gasp of the citizens below.

It would be some time but eventually the pill did take effect. Eventually returning him to his former size. The town soon recovered and the boy was only minutely punished for his action. He was returned home and this day taught him he would need to wait for his body to develop on his own. His parents were glad the issue was finally laid to rest and only time would tell whether Theodore's impatience would become a problem again.