Gods The magical size bracelet chapter 37 by SatireMarker

"Holy fuck," you whispered, and Josh thought the same thing.

"Maybe you died and went to heaven," Josh joked.

You couldn't disagree. The alien who had rounded the corner and was now striding towards you was a god. It was the only way to describe him. Even at normal height, it would have been clear.

In a lot of ways the alien looked like a Caucasian human, but he was at least 8 feet tall wearing a tight uniform that showed off insanely large muscles, which you felt sure would bulge right through and break the dark blue material. You were agog.

He was followed soon after by two others, one who looked east Asian, one black, all just as tall - give or take a couple of inches - and just as muscular.

You thought the three men were heading for a hangar, but they instead went around a corner and out of your sight. You drifted forward, following them, and saw that they had stopped at a fork. They looked at each other, communicated briefly with hand signs, and then all three went their separate ways - the caucasian guy left, the asian guy to the right and the black guy straight forward.

Josh took control, forcing you to follow...