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****DISCLAIMER: This story is for adults only (18+ years) and contains sexual descriptions of age regression (old to adult), muscles, hyperphallia, inflation, public displays, etc. I will not be held accountable for any discontent this may cause. Please do not comment about the subject matter if it is not to your liking.*****

A Timely Adventure

The bar was quiet at this time of night and it was past his bedtime. Even though he had spent his youth travelling the World of Twelve, this life's body was getting creaky and tired more quickly. Simone had put Joris to bed--she was always good at keeping to their schedule. He picked up his mug of bamboo milk and took a heavy swig as he waited for his contact to arrive. The person had a magical item that was in high demand among collectors, so it piqued Kerub's interest.

"This better be worth my time," Kerub yawned while he slumped on his balled fist, propping himself up with it. His claw tapped on the table before the entrance bell rang, causing his triangular ears to perk and look.

The bulky, black-hooded figure moved in without a word, pausing for a moment to scan the room with his glinting blue-green eyes, but not much could be seen other than his black nose coming from the shadow. He slowly moved toward Kerub's table and slid himself onto one of the seats, causing it to creak a bit.

"You're bigger than I remember," Kerub murmured with a bit of a smirk as he tilted his head.

"And seem to have gotten shorter, monsieur Kerubim," the deep voice came after, visible pearly whites showing in a grin along his muzzle.

"Pah, I'm big enough to take down anyone," Kerub murmured while taking another swig of his bamboo milk, setting it down afterward. "Can I get you anything, monsieur Marin?"

"Oh, no sir, I am in somewhat of a hurry, I must confess," the big figure murmured.

Kerub raised an eyebrow, though soon pulled out a large bag of jingling coins, which he tossed in his paw.

"Do you have it, then?" the old Ecaflip asked.

"Of course, pap--er... monsieur Kerub," the hooded man replied, soon drawing out a small, silver-lined box and blue felt with intricate designs etched in the metal around it. He opened the box, gently tilting it toward the feline.

Kerub perked again at the box, leaning forward to examine what was inside. He reached forward and lifted the small object upward, looking over it. It seemed rather complex, having gears and metal rings around a central orb of metal. It was attached to a wrist clasp and there was an hour glass situated atop the contraption.

"It is a time machine of sorts. The wearer can gain some of their youth for a short time when used. Of course, it's only temporary, but sometimes a little bit of spunk can help us in the long run. The only drawback of using it is that you may feel a bit more tired later. It amplifies your energy, but reduces it by the same amount. If you expend more energy, that comes out of your current supply. Oh, and you can only use it once a week," the man explained, closing the box and setting it on the table after Kerub had taken the object.

"Oh, monsieur Marin, I assure you, I have plenty of spunk remaining. It sounds too good to be true," Kerub replied with a chortle, looking over the item.

The black-hooded figure gave a light grunt, looking back toward the door before he looked back to the Ecaflip.

"I am sorry to rush, monsieur Kerub, but I need to be going," the man stated, slowly standing.

"Now, just a moment, monsieur Marin, how do I know this works?" Kerub asked indignantly.

"Monsieur Kerub, you are the last person I would want to cross. You know where to find me if you have a problem with it. Besides, I admire you--it would hurt me more to betray you," the man murmured, blue-green eyes glinting through the shadow of his hood.

Kerub could feel his cheeks redden as he cleared his throat. He picked up the bag of kamas and placed it in the big paw of the man.

"I will come to you if this doesn't work, you know," Kerub warned, frowning as he raised an eyebrow.

"Please, try it for yourself. I'm sure you'll enjoy it, too. Just be careful where you use it, you might find it too... enjoyable," the male rumbled softly, taking the bag and sliding it into his large, navy-blue cloak. He soon slid his big paw outward and trailed his fingers against Kerub's cheek, smiling a bit more. "I wish I could stay and watch. We'll have to share it another time, though. See you again soon, papycha."

Kerub tensed and went even redder at the rub to his cheek, blinking at the title that he only heard from a select few, and then watched the wide figure squeeze his way out the exit.

"Always a strange fellow," the feline murmured, examining the device before he placed it on his wrist. It was somewhat loose, but it wasn't going to fall off anytime soon. He usually didn't try out magical items before he was told what to do with them, but he had no reason to doubt his mysterious friend. Then again, he wasn't sure if he'd ever seen him without that hood.

Kerub looked it over and then lifted his other paw to it, fiddling with the hourglass with the crystal sand inside. The small container could be spun, held at an axis along the middle. Curiously, he brought his paw to it and gave it a small turn.

A gasp came from him as a shiver of pleasure ran through his small body. He looked down at himself, but noticed no real change. He had a bit more energy all of a sudden, making him grin.

"Is this really a fountain of youth?" the Ecaflip asked out loud, giving a few spins to the small hourglass.

Kerub gasped and gripped the table as the tingles ran through him like cool water dripping through his fur. He felt even more energy building in his body, shuddering with delight. He could've sworn his shirt was a bit... tighter around his body.

"By God Ecaflip! This feels wonderful," Kerub shuddered, looking at himself again. He looked over his arms and tensed them, noticing that his biceps had thickened a bit, leaving his shirt to slide along the hill he had gained. He licked his lips and then rubbed his head, soon blinking as the patch of fur that had been balding at the back of his head was now peppered with fur.

"It's really working. There are really no drawbacks to this other than energy consumption?" the Ecaflip murmured, turning it even more as he gripped the table in delight. He gasped as the tingles continued again, his voice getting less raspy and livelier. His muscles tensed, causing his shirt to creak from his slowly-swelling arms and torso, bulking bit by bit back to a youthful demeanor. He could feel strength that he hadn't felt in years.

Kerub couldn't help himself but flip the hourglass a few more times. He closed his eyes as his body tensed again, flaring further in his shirt until it began to rip along the back, popping a button at the front while he tensed his arms. Those biceps flared further, ripping through the shirt sleeves while he groaned out in bliss. His hair was bushing out toward the back, standing outward more and more. Realizing his shirt was now in tatters, he pulled a ribbon if it off and reached back to tie his hair into the familiar bush of his earlier adulthood.

"I'm going to have to give him more than what he asked for, this is amazing!" Kerub stated, flipping it a few more times.

Years seemed to melt from his body as his fatigue ebbed away and his weak back grew stronger than it had been in years. He grunted as his torso bulged out, pecs tensing and rising while he grinned to himself, flicking his bushier tail behind him. He felt his pants getting snug as well, especially at the groin area, thickening there to where his coin purse had bulged and dropped heavier in his pants. The tightness caused him to shudder while he reached down and adjusted himself--he hadn't felt this excited in years, too.

"I never knew there was such a magical item that existed. If only it wasn't temporary..." the feline stated in a wistful sigh. His voice was louder and lighter, less rasp and age showing everywhere.

Kerub was tempted to go back farther, but at this point, he was at the peak of his life. Not only was he chiseled and bulky from his adventures, he was also as virile as ever. He reached down to squeeze at his groin, giving a shaky gasp while his cock throbbed to life almost immediately, pressing his pants out farther while he licked his lips. He looked around, however, noticing none of the few bar patrons were watching him. He'd have to take it home.

Before he had, however, Kerub examined the bulky watch a bit more. He noticed that, along the sides, there were a few other buttons that the hooded man had not mentioned. There was an X on one, a square on another, and a small black triangle on the third. With a flick of his tongue along his sharper teeth, he pressed the X button first. The metal rings surrounding the hour glass turned a bit and Kerub noticed there were numbers. He hummed and adjusted them slowly, spinning them in a way that he could align them. Eventually, it read "00010". He had no idea what he was doing.

Kerub pushed the square button, but nothing happened. It simply made a clicking noise before quieting again. With a shrug, the Ecaflip pressed the arrow button soon after. Nothing seemed to happen again, but after a moment, the rings began to move. They steadily picked up speed until they were almost blurring; a glow shone through as it heated up. The younger feline raised an eyebrow at the sight, but then gasped as the hourglass inside began to spin as well. He wasn't sure what it meant, but he didn't feel anything yet.

After a few more seconds of spinning, however, the whole contraption came to a stop. The glow remained, slowly travelling from the watch to the arm it was atop, spreading up through his arm and into his torso, filtering through his entire body after that. Then, it stopped. Everything seemed normal again--at least, for his renewed body.

Then, the pleasure shot through. His entire form seized up, gripping the table as he groaned into his paws. He gripped onto the table as he panted, his body starting to ripple and bulge in multiple places. His arm seemed to quiver and swell, bulking bigger and more massively beneath the wristband of the watch. It moved up his arm just as the light had, his bicep pulsing thicker, veins visible through his fur. The growth followed the light, moving through his torso and throbbing through his chest. His pectorals pushed outward, thickening beneath his chin and causing his head to lift slowly, groaning out a bit louder, unable to contain himself.

The pleasure was unbearable. The patched pants he was wearing were slowly coming apart over his thickening thighs. His package bulged through the groin, starting to push his waistband down. At this point, he wasn't paying attention to the glancing patrons. He was panting while sweat dripped from his brow, feeling his shoulders tightening and throbbing thicker while he bit his lower lip.

"By God Ecaflip..." he groaned, his voice deepening while he spread his legs as his black member slipped over his waistband. He still wasn't sure what was going on, but it felt good. He let it run its course. He lifted his head back and let his traps pulse against his head, bulging further as his arms extended, thickening along the table with a few pops and deepening creaks, as if leather was being stretched somewhere in the corner.

The Ecaflip brought his twitching paw along his chest, stroking through his fur as it thickened and bushed, his growing scent only adding to the arousal he was feeling. His claws dug into the table while his cock smacked against the underside of the wooden table, feeling his body spreading over his seat, which was now creaking beneath his increasing weight. His belly pressed out, bulging with abdominal muscles while his lower back widened, muscles bunching and showing deeper creases.

By this time, his left arm was flaring out, paws cracking and extending, spreading along the table and covering more of it while his forearm swelled. Kerub looked down and watched it, seeing the fluff over his body spread as much as his muscles were. Without thinking, he drew his arm up into a flex, watching that gigantic bicep only pushing up farther, touching his wrist while he did so. Afterward, his paw slid down over his pulsing pectoral muscles, gripping his black nipple and squeezed against it.

"It must be... multiplying my youth or something..." Kerub murmured to no one, grinding his thighs along his dropping testicles, filling his pants further and causing them to drag down his thighs. Those legs were tensing as well, pushing each other apart more than his swelling balls were. He couldn't help but smirk to himself, his grin growing bigger while he embraced his new-found power.

"Yes... I'm definitely going to have to thank him," Kerub murmured out, his voice even deeper than before, so much that it shook his unfinished mug of bamboo milk. His other paw slid down from the table and gripped at his staggering dick, feeling it throb harder than ever as it dribbled heavy splats of precum onto the floor below. His shoulders were bulging outward, making it a bit easier to reach, but soon his pecs were pressing him away from the table, pushing him upward as he gasped and arched.

His balls swung against his seat and table, starting to knock them apart and expose more of his gigantic package, though he was past the point of caring. He was Kerub, after all. The city loved him. He was the son of one of the Twelve Gods. He was a hero. They would bask in his glory, especially with how big he had gotten. He could probably put God Ecaflip to shame in a battle of strength (or luck). He clenched his nipple a bit harder, squeezing it to where he let a meowing groan go.

The precum was splattering harder over the floor while his body throbbed. It seemed the growth had slowed, though he was still inching bigger. His chest bristled, fluffing thicker and bushing bigger at his neck, getting even hairier for the world to see--or, at least, the bar. His scent had undoubtedly filled the room, especially now that sweat was dripping down his gargantuan body. His muscles quivered with each movement, meat smacking against each other.

Kerub reached for his mug and tipped it up, drinking the remaining half of his big beer mug in an instant. He let a deep, rumbling belch go after he slammed it back down, standing up and stroking along his now-exposed member. He slapped it over the table and stroked against it, leaning over it and letting his gigantic tire-sized nuts slap along his seat which he was perched on only a few moments ago. Now, it could barely hold up both his fat, throbbing nuts.

He nuzzled into his gigantic pectoral muscles, feeling them press out against him as his paw continued molesting his throbbing nipple, clenching and tugging at it while he arched along the table, grinding over it and panting as precum splattered to the far wall. His tail flicked about, groaning louder as he leaned over it, his other muscled arm reaching to caress his length to squeeze it against the smooth table. He humped over it, causing it to creak louder while his balls smacked the bottom-side of it. His huge, thick rump was exposed to the other patrons, but he still didn't care. He was having the time of his life.

He grinded back and thrusted forward, snarling out as his orgasm approached, splattering over the wall a bit more. He spread his powerful legs and grinded into the table, shoving his length along the deep crevice of his bushy chest as he tugged his nipple, almost burying his face into the flesh of his dick. Veins were coursing over the length of it and his balls were audibly gurgling and sloshing the more he grinded against himself. His groans grew louder and deeper; his nipples grew harder and fatter. He clenched against the table and caused the wood to splinter, but still he arched, gasping and lifting his head.

"M-My... Ecaflip!" he groaned out, letting out a powerful, throating growl and howl as cum bloated along the underside of his gigantic member, launching gallons of white against the table and the far wall, slamming a hole into it while he arched and spasmed. His body tensed up, muscles bulging and pressing out all over; his veins were throbbing over his limbs as he orgasmed. He humped wherever he could, sliding through his thick crevice as sweat splashed down onto the breaking table.

With a few more slams of himself against it, the table completely broke through. His huge dick smacked against the floor, but he pulled it up into his arms to continue firing his huge load against the wall and ceiling. It lasted for minutes on end, unable to contain himself from the pleasure. He arched a bit harder, though it would finally begin to wane. He panted and thrusted a few more times, stroking over his length as he kissed into it, closing his eyes.

"Huff... Indie would have burst from such a load..." Kerub murmured to himself, chuckling out while the gushes slowed to a dribble.

Kerub rolled backward along his nuts, sitting down on his thick bubble rump to look at his towering, softening pillar of meat. He brought his thick wrist up, looking over the watch. As he did, it let out a "ding", causing another light to emit from it, engulfing the Ecaflip in it once more. Just as quickly as it appeared, however, it dissipated, leaving Kerub as he had been before. His body quivered and he had a sheepish grin on his face, tongue lolling while he sat there for a moment.

His wits came back to him eventually, looking around at the mess he had made, but more importantly, at the staring, gawking bar patrons and bartender. He grinned even more sheepishly, slowly standing up and gathering the strips of cloth he had bursted from, piling them over his waist as he edged toward the door.

"I'll pay for the repairs! Don't mind me... eheh... Very sorry to have interrupted your drinks, my friends," Kerub stated, taking the watch-like contraption and placing it back into its silver and blue box. He tucked it beneath his arm and edged toward the exit, still smiling all the way. After getting to the door, he ran to his home in the dark, finally making it in.

Kerub slipped into his room and sighed, slowly lowering himself to the floor, collapsing in exhaustion. It was a good tired, though. He had never felt such pleasure. The old Ecaflip managed to scramble up into his bed, placing the shiny box on his night stand. He grinned to himself, looking over it. He would definitely have to thank monsieur Marin for such a treasure.

He would also have to let Atcham have a turn.