It’s the first day of summer, and the warm, golden sunlight spills across the backyard as your family gathers for a long-anticipated reunion. Tomorrow, everyone—on both your mom’s and dad’s sides—will head to Mexico for a getaway, but tonight, it’s all about the celebration. The house is buzzing with laughter, music, and the clink of glasses, and the kids have all migrated to the pool to cool off and have some fun.

You step outside, the warm evening air hitting your skin, and the first thing you notice is how much everyone’s changed. Your cousins, all towering over you—all of them pushing 13 feet tall—muscles bulging beneath their clothes like they’ve been sculpted from stone. Even the girls aren’t without their strength, their frames strong and defined, and the curves... well, let’s just say it’s hard to miss.

You scan the pool area, eyes catching on your cousin Matthew, sitting casually on the ledge with his legs dangling into the water. He’s the biggest one of them all, easily around 15 feet tall, his muscles even more pronounced than the last time you saw him. There’s something different about him this time—a quiet strength, like he’s grown into his size. He looks your way, his expression softening into a smile as his eyes meet yours.

For a moment, you hesitate. Then, Matthew pats the spot beside him on the ledge, his nervous energy almost palpable despite the confident way he carries himself. You can see him try to mask it, but there's something in the way he holds himself, a quiet invitation.