'It feels good to be the king...' I though to myself as most everyone in the room stared at me and my mate. Being a lion of impressive size, it was hard not to notice me. Rippling huge muscles, height that towered over most people and a bulge that could make any horse or bull envious of me. Yeah, it felt amazing to be me.

	And if you weren't drawn to me, my mate was sure to catch your eye. The famous Elmira always drew men to her, but I'd break your hands if you touched her. It'd be hard not to though, her hyper hourglass figure very appealing and eye-catching for most men. Breasts the size of yoga balls with an equally massive rear end and a waist so thin, you'd think she was a matchstick. 

	We were attending an award ceremony, both of us having won awards for our acting. We were enjoying the party afterwards, my mate having won 12 awards while I had a smaller 8. It was still more than any other person had at the ceremony, so I didn't feel bad that my mate overshadowed me a bit. She was the best actor anyways, no one could shine brighter than her. 

	Because of our great performances and many awards we got, the two of us were getting offers from directors and producers left and right. Naturally, we shot them all down. Elmira and I were a team. To have one of us in a movie without the other was unthinkable. It made it hard for producers to cast us as we often overshadowed everyone else, but that was their problem not ours. It's not our fault no one could compete with our grace, splendor and size.

	It was getting late into the evening, more directors shooed away than hours that had passed since we arrived. It wasn't until now, however, that we were approached by a very small man. The mouse was a popular director, often praised for using extreme sizes and sex in his movies. Even if the movie and plot wasn't great, they always did well because of them. I figured he was going to approach us at some point in the night, our size being perfect for his movies.

	“Mr. and Mrs. Boughman, a pleasure seeing you both.” The mouse said, smiling up at us. I smirk a bit, the small mouse a mere fourth of my size.

	“Squeakers. Was wondering when I was going to see you.” I said, enjoying a drink with my mate as we sat at a table. Both of us were fairly tipsy at this point, Elmira nuzzled my mane lovingly as we talked. “You here to give us a role as well? Better be good if you want both of us.” The mouse smiled back.

	“I have an idea for a role, yes, but I only want your mate for the movie. I don't need you as well Mr. Boughman.” I simply laughed at his offer, Elmira chuckling a bit herself.

	“You know the drill Squeakers, it's both of us or neither.” I scoffed at him, petting my mate as she nuzzled into my burly chest. Squeakers, however, didn't seem to be phased by the remark. In fact, he seemed to expect it, folding his arms.

	“How about we make a deal then? If you win, your mate doesn't get to be in my movie. If I win, she not only will be in my movie, but you have to give me something else as well.” I raised an eyebrow in intrigue. Was this mouse really trying to challenge me? I was bigger in every way, there was no way he could beat me.

	“Heh, alright then. I'll take you on pipsqueak. I'm larger than you in every way, there's no way I can lose!” At this point, everyone's eyes were on us. Yet the mouse didn't back down or seem afraid. He had something up his sleeve, but I wouldn't let a cocky little rodent get the best of me.

	“The rules are simple Mr. Boughman. Whomever's cock is the longest is the winner. Easy as that.” I blinked a bit at the contest were were competing in. Cock size? Ha! I had that mouse beaten easily!

	“Hehe if that's it, I've got you beat!” I unzipped my pants and pulled out my fat package, many of the women fawning around us instantly. I could hear Elmira murr into my ear as I stroked myself, my cock eagerly rising to defeat this challenger. My cock throbs a bit roughly as it erects, thick veins showing on it. I always loved how big and powerful my cock felt, my huge slab of meat erecting out to two feet in length. It wasn't the biggest cock I had ever seen, but it was as thick as a litter soda bottle. It oozed power and musk from it, causing the ladies around to get wet in their loins. It only made me happier to see just how strong my scent was to those around me. “Your turn Squeakers, but I doubt you can beat me. You're too small to handle my Goliath!”

	As I looked at him, I was a bit unnerved. Squeakers showed no signs of fear or worry. It's like he already knew he'd win. “My my, an impressive size for sure, but don't think you'll win on size alone Mr. Boughman.” The mouse undid his pants and pulled out his package. The mouse looked average in size, maybe 7 inches flaccid with nice plump balls. I was still much bigger than him as he started to stroke himself, his cock getting erect. It was only now that I started to see why he wasn't worried. His cock grew...and grew...and grew! It wasn't long till his cock was over one foot long, his shaft thin but extending out like a pole. The mouse murred and panted as he kept stroking, his length getting longer and longer. Even Elmira was a bit impressed, murring as she saw how long his cock was getting. After a while, he finished stroking, his thin rat cock a modest three feet in length, a whole foot longer than mine.

	“Hppph! So what? I'm still much bigger than you Squeakers, I still win!” I said it proudly, but when the mouse chuckled at me, my heart sank a bit.

	“Did you not hear the rules Mr. Boughman? The winner is the person with the longest cock, not the biggest. I easily outclass you in that aspect, so I am the winner.” I grimaced a bit. He was right, his cock was longer than mine, even if it wasn't as powerful or strong. 

	“Alright then...I guess it's a deal then. My mate can perform in your movie.” The mouse waggled his finger.

	“You forget the second part of the deal sir. I get something from you as well. And what I want is your size.” He murred playfully as he walked over to me and pressed his length against mine, frotting them together. I winced a bit as it felt good, my cock throbbing a bit as the leaner thin cock rubbed against it. The mouse murred as I felt a warmth rush over my cock and balls, the heat getting hot and intense suddenly. I panted as people pulled out their phones, taking pictures and tweeting the scene out. I began to pant as it was getting more and more intense, the mouse grinding his cock into mine even rougher.

	It was then that I began to notice it happen. My cock was shrinking. Slowly it grew smaller and thinner, the feeling felt highly arousing. In return, Squeaker's cock not only grew longer, but it was getting thinker as well, the devious rodent stealing my cock's size! I could feel the cum in my huge balls churn with need. I needed to cum hard and fast, my body twitching as I felt it coming. But the orgasm never came. Instead, my balls began to rapidly deflate, shrinking down in size as the mouse's balls began to rapidly bloat out. Not only was he stealing my cock, but my balls were going along with it. I whimpered like a cub, the feeling felt amazing, but the results were terrifying. I was helpless as the mouse stole every bit of my size. 

	It took several minutes, but eventually the mouse stole it all. He took every bit, leaving my crotch a flat plain of fur. I rubbed it a bit, the soft down felt amazing and electric. It like my cock was still there, but it wasn't my legs twitching with the feeling of rubbing the spot. Squeaker's smiled as he stepped back and reveled in his new size, his cock a massive 5 feet long, taller than even he was. It was just as thick as my cock had been as well, his balls taking up the space behind him like they were beanbags.

	“Thank you for your size Mr. Boughman, but I highly doubt anyone will want you in their movies anymore. Unless if they have a scene needing a big hunky man to be plowed by a cock, not that you can do the plowing anymore.” Squeakers then turned his attention to my mate, Elmira entranced by the mouse's massive cock. “Looks like I'm not the only one whose liking my new size. It's only fitting, I was going to have Elmira play my wife in my new movie. But why stop at just her being my wife in my movie, she should be my wife off the set as well. Not like you can pleasure her anymore Mr. Boughman.” I gulped roughly. He was right, I could never please my wife without a cock. I was pretty useless to her now.

	“A-Alright. Here, you can have my ring as well.” I slipped the ring off my finger and gave it to him, the mouse happily taking it. The ring was far too large for his hand, the mouse happily stringing it over his huge cock, the ring tightly constricting his cock and making it only look bigger and thicker.

	“Fine by me, your wife is only going to be married to my cock anyways. Since I'm her new husband, I get your house, car and money by default too; anything you own is now mine.” I nod sadly as Elmira only seemed to get more aroused. “Good, now we need to prep my new wife for her role. Come slut, we need to get you home and you're going to carry me there.” Elmira got up and walked over, her huge ass and tits bouncing in her dress. Squeaker's leaned back on his balls as she lifted her dress over Squeakers, the mouse shuffling around underneath her hidden from view. It didn't take long for her to moan out as a huge bulge snaked its way up her belly. There was more movement before Elmira stood up and started walking away, leaving me behind to go home. Squeaker's was gone, no doubt being held up by my wife's massive ass and huge panties. The bulge moved in her belly a bit before she stopped still and moaned more. Before anyone could ask what was wrong, Elmira's belly started rapidly inflating, the small mouse no doubt orgasming right into my wife's womb. She panted and moaned as she waddle off, her belly constantly inflating as she left the party. 

	I was left alone, my wife gone with her new husband. I felt afraid a bit until I was approached by another director. This one was looking for a slut boy for her production and needed someone who practically fit my bill. I sighed, a bit happy to be able to still have work, even if it was slutting out my muscled body to be fucked. It made me wonder if I'd ever see my wife again, maybe in a production in the future. It would be nice to see, maybe both of us pregnant in a chick flick would be fun.