This choice: Stan comes in, only to see you growing out of control! • Go Back...Chapter #4Finally Beating the Ferret by: oldshep   Originally by: tkamis on Muscle Growth: Go Nuts Guys
As soon as the supplement hit the back of Aaron's throat, he knew that it would work. The warmth of it burned down his chest, then spread all over his body. Suddenly the soreness from that great pump paled in comparison to the flushing warmth growing through him now. By the time he felt his paws growing flush, he was already beginning to expand. Raw power flowed through his veins, forcing his already heavy muscles to grow larger.
His mane fluffed over a thickening neck and broadening shoulders, his chest crashing into arms that were growing thicker all the time. Twenty inches swelled to twenty-one, then 22.5 inches around, then 24...all the while his chest pushed larger, thicker and broader. He felt his muzzle brushing it when he looked down, his back and shoulders growing so large his cheeks felt like they were tickled with sheer mass. He lifted his paws, watching his fingers grow thicker as well, paws expanding to accommodate his new mass. His claws were growing longer, too, so large they wouldn't be hidden in their sheaths any more. Yeah, he thought, his brain fevered with power. This is what a fucking man looks like!
His back spread out further and further, his stomach flattening out and losing what little pudge it had. Suddenly his abs tightened and flexed and grew, growing hard and taut enough to feel like bricks wrapped in velvet. Aaron growled at the feeling of his stomach; it was twisting with the change, and he suddenly became keenly aware that he had skipped breakfast that day. It might have been a good thing. He wasn't sure he could keep anything down with the expansion.
His legs were growing larger as well, longer and thicker. Inches were added to his height along with his width, and he could see the ground growing further away from him all the time. Well, more of him filled his vision as he watched; he couldn't see much over the rising swell of his chest, and what he could was being rapidly taken up by the almost-obscene endowment growing too large to fit between his thighs. His posing trunks snapped before he got a good look, his sheath tumbling out to tug over his legs with obvious weight.
He didn't realize he was growling constantly, his breath quickening as he surged larger. He went from being proportioned like an amateur bodybuilder to a heavyweight, and then a superheavyweight. Still, it wasn't enough. He wanted more. He NEEDED more. His height pushed past seven feet tall and inches were adding with every breath. It felt so good.
"Aaron...?" He heard a surprised squeak coming from the door behind him. He tried to look over his shoulder, but he found the mass of muscle and thickness of his mane made it too difficult, so he turned around.
That simple action caused his muscle to surge larger, a full-body pump that added dozens of pounds of might onto him. He nearly roared with the feeling of it, his paws thumping heavily on the floor. He grew up to 7'6" tall, and he had to hunker down just to see Stan gaping up at him.
"What...what did you do?" The ferret's bulk was such that he filled the doorway. Aaron was much larger, by far, and he was growing like a weed. The monstrous lion took a step forward, shuddering at the feeling of his body growing to respond to that simple action. Another three inches, another 60 pounds of muscle. He had to be bigger than any bodybuilder that every lived.
"All...for...you..." He thundered, drool flecking his mane. He took another step, his sheath splitting as his cock simply grew too large for it. He was approaching the ceiling now, his body feverish with growth. He was sick with power.
Stan stared for a moment, taking an instinctive step back. He recovered, then, shaking his head before he...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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