On October third, 2027, an unknown object passed through the solar system. Not close enough to Earth to hit it or be caught in its orbit, but very close all the same. As it did so, the Change began. Seemingly random (unless one counts the fact that all confirmed cases were at least eighteen) people across the globe began to rapidly grow. Before long, every single one of the Behemoths, as people aptly took to calling them, was, at a bare minimum, twenty feet tall and bulging all over with inhumanly gigantic, harder-than-diamond muscles, and were much stronger than even that would suggest. However, many were even bigger, the largest of them being Kaiju-like in size. Bigger Behemoths were even stronger than smaller ones, and each Behemoth’s sexual characteristics were also enhanced. Women had breasts larger than their heads, even at the sizes they had grown to, and it wasn’t uncommon for a male Behemoth to have a cock that dangled down to between his knees and was bigger around than an entire normal-sized person.
Things quickly escalated from there. A substantial number of the Behemoths decided they were superior to the “puny humans” who hadn’t transformed and should rule over them, and it was soon discovered that Behemoths were bulletproof, and even able to take tank rounds to the face without issue. The world as it had once been collapsed before long, with Behemoths inclined to do so carving out territory to rule over, ranging from small fiefdoms to whole empires, while humans that had remained normal sized either were enslaved, came to rely on a Behemoth willing to help them for protection, or lived in scattered, usually nomadic groups hiding from the world’s new overlords.
