Gentle giant that wouldn't hurt a fly

I take a couple minutes sitting on the rubble of my former home, reminiscing on all the good and bad times I had in it, after all, I always wanted to be a giant, but I've never been one for destruction or any of that big bad guy stuff, I’m actually as gentle as they come, as much as it turns me on to be this massive. I've just always wished I could cuddle my tiny boyfriend against my chest and take him for a ride on my shoulders as I stroll through the mountains next to my town. My daydreaming is suddenly cut off as the now tiny residents of my street come out of their houses to see what all the fuss is about. The fuss turns out to be a sitting giant naked guy, sporting what looks now more a hard on than a semi. No one dares say a thing. It's not like I have any idea what to say in this situation either, but I think having my genitals on display for my neighbors might not be the best idea, so I quickly draw both hands to my crotch and try as best as I can to hide my semi and balls from the crowd. I turn my gaze to Mr. Adams, who has his wife and son behind him. They are looking at me with a mix of astonishment and utter fear, so I decide to speak.

"Oh h-hey there everyone, sorry for my...nakedness. I don't know how but it seems I've grown…a lot. But don't be scared please, I would die before I hurt any of you".

Then I see the faces of the people start to relax, still surprised, nonetheless. I look at Erik Adams, Mr. Adams’ son, he used to go to school with me, and was one of the few kids that actually decided to stay in the town instead of moving to the big city after being done with school, and was also the only other gay kid in my class, though me and him have never really been part of the same group of friends, so I don't really know him that well. Still seeing his frightened and nervous face reminds me of the days in the locker rooms when the rest of the guys would tease him for being kinda flamboyant at the time, while they would tease me about being really hung. "Hey Erik, look at Joe's dick, it's big, isn't it? I'm sure you spend all gym class looking at our bulges you fag hahaha" they would say things like that while I blushed and said nothing since I was so afraid they would pick on me too. I hated those guys, I'm a gentle giant, but I can also see Mark Conners, one of those damned bullies, standing next to his father at the end of the street, and he could use a dick slap in the face. But I'm better than that, besides, I really don't want people to think wrongly and see me as a monster.

After eyeing the street for a few more seconds I give a warning.

"Ok people, I'm gonna try and stand up, but I'm gonna need my hands for that so...maybe look away for a moment".

I see people turn around and cover their eyes as I put my hands in front of me and use them to aid me in getting up. While I do this, I notice Erik is still looking up at me, not even trying to hide it. Guess he didn't get enough of my cock back when we were 18, too bad I have a boyfriend now, or I'd ask him privately if he wants to be the first person to ride a cock the size of a bus.

"Oh shit, that's right, James!" I think to myself. In the midst of all this mess, I almost forgot about my boyfriend, I gotta go find him and tell him what's happened. He should be in town getting off from work right about now. I'm not sure it's a good idea to head into town right now tho, maybe I should wait for him to come here.