"S-sit down. We need to get you some help, Aaron," Stan said cautiously as he held out his hands in defence. He watched the convulsing lion closely as the beast fulminated with raw unadulterated power. The big, yet comparatively tiny, ferret gulped when he saw Aaron in his full glory; the lion's mane thick and shaggy, claws razor sharp and visage feral, vicious, primal. No matter where he stepped, he could see Aaron's golden eyes following him, the monster's gaze unnerving. What has he done to himself?
"Stan," it bellowed, the singular name that roiled forth from the giant's mouth, Aaron's voice booming, shaking the room with subsonic frequencies. Steam rolled out of the lion's mouth, saliva dripping from his predatory fangs, teeth that only grew larger, more vicious with each passing second. But to Stan, those pearly-whites were the least of his concern. The fact that Aaron's head just hit the ceiling? Yeah, that was more pressing. The smaller ferret approached slowly, watching as Aaron's chest rose and rose, thick cords of muscle stretching the lion's pelt to its limits.
Aaron was delirious, drunk with power. There was no end to this growth, nothing would stop him. He'd grow larger and larger, thicker, stronger... completely unstoppable. A deep rumbling shook the room and Stan could only guess that it was Aaron's demented chuckle. The lion spread out his arms, the movement alone send spasms of growth throughout his body, the movement itself becoming increasingly difficult for the beast.
Aaron tried to flex his biceps for Stan, to prove to the little man he was a king, a lord, no, a god. But, no matter how hard he tried, his muscles just kept growing bigger, the bicep alone filling up the space between his boulder-sized shoulders and forearms the size of most men's thighs.
The lion couldn't hold it in, a bestial part of him broke out, letting loose a deep ferocious roar. He was supreme, he was almighty. And still, the power kept coming, kept growing. He now had to stoop over, the ferret cowering before him as he loomed over the lesser being. He felt aroused at how puny Stan was compared to him now. Absolute power.
And this power only served to fuel the lion's need, fulfilling his desire for more might, strength beyond measure. And that aroused him, it pleased him greatly. Drool coated the lower half of his unkempt mane as he began to pleasure himself, the act itself unlike anything done before. Aaron's arms fought for space relentlessly with his chest, space that wasn't available. Stan backed up as he watched Aaron only grow faster, the beast moaning in what sounded almost like pain, his giant paws unable to travel the length of his obscene rod, only being able to play with a few precious inches that were in his reach, the rest inaccessible due to extreme bulk.
"More... power..." the lion-thing groaned, the pressure growing. Growing beyond control.
***
"Jesus, Stan, what are we going to do?" Reed Giles said frantically, pacing back and forth in the bog of the lion's semen. He stared at the unconscious beast, Aaron having knocked himself out with what Stan called 'the mother of all orgasms.' The fox just looked on uneasily as the slumbering monster. Stan had told him that Aaron couldn't stop growing, but by the time Reed gathered enough courage to see his master, he was just lying still, snoozing.
"I dunno, Reed," Stan replied, the big ferret also terrified by the monstrosity before him. He was just glad Aaron had stopped growing when he got knocked out by his own climax. He shuddered at the thought of reliving the moment when Aaron almost crushed him underneath what must have been ten feet of behemothian lion.
"Shit, shit, shit shitshit!" the fox panicked. "We can't let his parents find out, they'll kill me. I mean literally, I think they have enough money to get me capital punishment no matter where we are. Oh my God, oh my Go-"
"Reed, calm down," the ferret interrupted, sighing deeply, thankful for the relative quiet it brought. Though, the pungent stench of Aaron's semen was enough to ruin that moment.
"No! Oh Lord, his folks are holding their annual gala event in a week. If we don't get him back to normal by then, I'm done. Toast," the fox whined. "Oh no, what if we wakes up? He was pissed, he heard us talking, Stan. He's going to hang my hide-"
"Reed," Stan said forcefully, he couldn't think with all the blubbering the fox was doing. There had to be something Aaron used to get big... hmm, all they had to do was find it...
The two of them jumped back when they saw the freakishly large lion begin to stir. "Eep," Reed yelped as he moved behind Stan like a child would with their mother when greeting strangers. For his part, Stan stood his ground, though it did cross his mind to just pack up and run, but he had to be strong for Reed.
"Ugh," the beast groaned, bringing a hand up to pinch his brow. "Where am I? Ugh, what is that smell?"
"Aaron?" Stan asks tentative, not really sure if wants to garner the huge beast's attention.
The titan of a lion turns to see the ferret with a cowering fox behind him. His brow furrows, as if trying to recall something. The look of frustration grows and Reed simpers even more when he sees the gleam of white of the monster's fangs. "Who are you?"
Those three simple words caught both Stan and Reed by surprise, the ferret looking back to see the confused, and concerned look on the fox's face. Reed did something bold, something he'd never normally do unless coaxed, he stepped out from hiding and asked, "You don't remember us?"
The lion stared at them, what looked like an earnest effort to recall either of them. His gaze dropped and he shook his head. "No," he said sombrely.
"Oh great, oh good gravy, memory loss too," Reed said with forced exacerbation.
To the two smaller guy's surprise, Aaron shrank away from them, the humongous monstrosity of a lion was actually trying to make his bestial frame look smaller. "Sorry," he said softly, his ears folding back as he curled into his rendition of a fetal position, his knees crashing into his chest when barely bent.
"Don't be, big guy," Stan says. The lion looks at the ferret curiously and relaxes a bit. Stan continues, "He's harmless," pointing at the fox. In response, Reed stomped on Stan's toes, causing the ferret to yelp, "Ouch! Okay, okay... mostly harmless." In retaliation, Stan ruffles the headfur on top of Reed's head, ruining the combed fur. "See?"
The fox just stared daggers at the ferret before returning his gaze to the lion. Aaron might look like a gentle giant for now, but deep down, he knows the Aaron he knows is in there, and when he surfaces, the beast will be next to unstoppable. This put so much pressure on him, he had to get Master Pennington back to normal quickly, before the gala even hosted by the brute's parents and more importantly, before old Aaron surfaces. The big freak is ticking time-bomb.
"Oh jeez, Reed, I gotta go. I have another client I have to meet in five," Stan blurted.
"Are you kidding me?" Reed hisses. "You can't leave me here, with... with that!"
"It's just for a little while, I'll come back, I promise, just... try to break through to him, okay?"
"That's what I'm afraid of, Stan. He'll tear me apart."
"He has to know what turned him into that... thing. And then hopefully there's a way to reverse it," Stan whispered, trying to keep it confidential between the two. He looks up to see Aaron staring at them, not knowing what's going on. Stan sighed and looked back down at Reed, "Please, just try, if you run into trouble just call."
The fox just nodded and sighed as he watched the ferret walk out, waving at him. He turned his gaze to the lion sitting on the floor, the cat's eyes now glaring over himself, his mammoth of a dick starting to grow as he roamed over whatever muscle group he can get his hands on. Even after losing his memory, it looked like Aaron still loved his own muscles. Or maybe, Master Pennington is just acting, maybe he can't hide his ruse any longer, getting excited over his own body as always...
The first thing the lion grumbles is...
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