The crowd roared with excitement as the final championship game began. The energy was electric, the stakes sky-high. You and some of the size shifters stood together, them shifting their heights of a towering 12 feet, their confidence unwavering. Victory seemed all but certain; your combined strength and size were unmatched.

Then he stepped onto the field—Jacob Carter.

The opposing team fielded only one player, but Jacob stood out like a thunderstorm on a sunny day. At 6’8", his stature was already impressive, though dwarfed by your team’s enhanced forms. He adjusted the red sweatbands on his knees, a gesture you recognized as more than routine.

The whistle blew, and to everyone’s shock, Jacob reached down and slipped off the sweatbands. Instantly, his body surged upward, growing at an incredible pace until he towered at 40 feet tall. Gasps and cheers erupted from the stands. It wasn’t technically against the rules, and you could see the smug grin on his face as he cast a shadow over your entire team.

The match that followed was brutal, but the result was undeniable: you lost.

Back in the locker room, the atmosphere was heavy. Your teammates left silently, their defeat evident in their slumped shoulders as they changed out of their gear. You stayed back, still processing the match, when you noticed Jacob.

He stood alone, casually pulling off his jersey, revealing a body carved with big muscle. His curly hair fell messily across his forehead, damp with sweat, and his cocky smirk was impossible to ignore as he caught your gaze.

His grin widened as he approached you, looking at you lile a bug, his confidence practically radiating off him. “Hey,” he said, his voice casual yet carrying a teasing edge. “Even though I won, you played good out there.”

It wasn’t just his size that was larger than life—his presence filled the room as much as it had filled the field.

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