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I smiled up at the newest addition to my collection, a blue figurine illuminated by the faint glow from my computer. It was a perfect model of Hank McCoy, better known as Beast from the X-Men. 90's era, of course. I'd grown up reading comics and watching X-Men on TV, and Beast was always my favorite character. I just loved watching the struggles he faced by being the most non-human looking member of the team. And I found him a little more than handsome as well, but that was a fact I'd told no one.

A good buddy of mine, Matt, had picked it up for me as part of an online flash sale and gifted it to me as a belated birthday present. It was a perfect addition to my collection! I loved the pose he was in, hunched as though prepared to attack. I'd had a blast rearranging all my other figurines to create my own scenes with him!

Naturally, the gift had gotten me in the mood to watch old episodes of the X-Men cartoon. It really was the best on-screen interpretation of the character, even when compared to the likes of Kelsey Grammer in the movies. I had all the seasons on DVD, of course, but it had been a while since I cracked them open. A few episodes in, I found I was really enjoying the nostalgia trip, the awesome dialogue, and the cheesy music.

I idly scratched an itch on my arm as I watched, rubbing my fingers under the thick hairs. I had always been a fairly hairy guy. Yet I found myself fantasizing about being covered with blue hair like Hank's. It was silly, I knew. But tonight, the thought of being covered with a thick blue coat was so enticing.

Thinking about a beastly visage of my own created an insistent tent in my pants. Without really thinking about it, I pulled my pants and undies down and let my steadily engorging cock out into the room. I'd normally be a little embarrassed about touching myself to such a thing, but at present, I was too excited to care. I stared up at the figurine and then closed my eyes, imagining myself as hairy and muscular as Beast. Having those thick toes gripping my cock, bringing me to orgasm...

"Oh! OH!" I moaned, coming quicker than expected and blowing a load into my hand. Taking a few moments to enjoy the orgasm bliss, I sat there, my entire body trembling after meeting so insistent a need. Yet soon, the stickiness on my hand drew me back to reality, and I berated myself for not having the foresight to use a tissue. I got up to clean myself off in the bathroom, thankful I lived alone. In my haste, I hardly realized that the itching on my hands and chest was getting worse.

Once I'd washed up, I sat back down to finish my episode, but soon found myself tired as hell. I closed my eyes and drifted off, subconsciously scratching my chest as I did. I could almost feel my skin sprouting more thick hair, but I was too out of it to realize what was happening. The idea of growing fur made me smile as I drifted off.

I awoke a short time later, a few episodes ahead of where I'd been. I got up, feeling groggy as I made my way to the bathroom to finish my nightly routine. Yet I hardly made it a step before I stumbled forward. Catching myself on the corner of my desk, I looked down, wondering if I'd tripped on anything, but nothing presented itself in the dimly lit room.

Yet when trying to get up, I became aware of a tightness from the inside of my socks. I struggled to move, my feet feeling swollen and numb as I made my way to the light switch. Flipping it on, I took a minute to adjust to the light, before the fate of my feet met my eyes. They seemed massive, swollen, barely covered by my socks. The fabric was starting to tear in some places, exposing a pale blue shade where my normal pink skin should be.

Stunned, I reached down to try and get my socks off, but itchiness in my hands distracted me. I stared in fascination at a light patch of blue hair sprouting before my eyes. I regarded it for a long moment, thinking my eyes must still be blurry from the light. Yet the longer I looked, the more I realized the bizarre hair was now a part of me.

It did not take long for the coarse blue fur to coat both of my hands, thick enough to obscure the skin. Soon, the patches of blue hair were moving towards my wrist and up my arms. A similar itching began plaguing my chest, and a quick glance down revealed the same blue fur sprouting between my existing human hair. Yet even those were not spared, growing longer and blue to match my new additions. What the fuck was going on?

"Wha-OOOOOHHHH!" I groaned suddenly, the muscles in my arms aching as they seemingly began bulging against the skin. Within moments, they had almost doubled in size, giving the impression that I'd been hitting the gym for months. And they weren't stopping there, either. I was enraptured by the sight as they outgrew the proportions that my lanky human frame could support.

Another groan escaped my lips as the annoying itch intensified. My arms became covered with more of that thick blue hair, raising up to fill every inch atop my bulging muscles. I was quick to notice how irritating the sleeves of my shirt became as my expanding muscles filled the space inside them. Feeling curious, I ran a thick hand over them, enjoying a feeling of firmness I'd never felt on my own body before.

That wasn't the only unusual change to wrack my body. I watched as my nails began to thicken, small white points that stood out in stark contrast to my blue hair. My fingers swelled out, a worthy size to match my mammoth arms. The flesh of my palms grew course, bubbling underneath in a pattern that looked strangely familiar. They almost resembled the digits of some sort of animal!

"What the...OOFFFF!" I grunted, my chest and pecs starting to expand to match my massive upper arms. I slowly realized that the clothing I was wearing was ill-equipped for a body the size mine was soon to be. I tried to pull my shirt off, but it was already too tight!

I could only grunt as my pecs flattened and grew impossibly wide, stretching the fabric taut. The muscles under my belly writhed as they formed the beginnings of a sizable six-pack where my formerly lean stomach once sat. My expanding body pulled the shirt higher up as though it was a tank top. I might have complained, though the sight of my muscle and fur kept me entranced. It was damn attractive!

My legs were not spared either, bulging in my jeans with muscle firm enough to form micro-tears in the fabric. Patches of blue hair poked out all around the rips as my calves and quads swelled outwards. My jeans soon became painfully tight in the back as well, my ass ballooning out with muscle into a more squared shape!

Yet the most prominent sensations were the ones welling up from my groin. I had to admit, the change was not unwelcome, and it seemed my body was in agreement. A sharp pull against my underwear signaled my junk was changing too, growing larger to fit my beastly form. I blushed in embarrassment from the realization.

"Oh my..." I stammered, the itching drawing me to a mirror to view the alterations to my visage. I was in time to see my beard getting thicker, the blue hairs growing long and sticking out from the sides of my cheeks like some kind of mane. My own hair began to lengthen outwards, parting in the center and forming massive tufts that looked like ears.

My nose remained relatively unchanged, though I was soon aware that my olfaction was stronger than I recalled. As I breathed in, I became aware of a strong scent in the room around me. Something stank! Yet it was not entirely unwelcome, a heavy musk that reminded me of my own odor dialed up to eleven.

My face continued to warp before my eyes, the dimensions looking shockingly familiar. I watched in reverence as my jaw widened, and my eye teeth began to sharpen into fierce-looking canines. My eyes remained the same shade as my human ones, though at present, they were wide with fright. My ears began to grow pointed like an elf's and were taking their place at the base of my strange outcropping of hair.

"Oh Dear," I muttered, the accent leaving my lips not my own. Yet I'd heard it not half an hour ago. It was clear what was happening to me. I was turning into some kind of real-world version of Beast! How was such a thing possible?

As I stared at my visage with some puzzlement, a soft blue glow caught my attention. I turned to see my new Beast figurine lighting up the space in an eerie blue aura. It must have been the thing changing me, but how?

That rank scent in my nose broke me from my reverie, growing worse than any gym room I'd ever been in. The stink was wafting up under my clothes, the musk stench exacerbated by my now sweat-soaked hair. I was disgusted by the aroma at first, trying once more in desperation to get my shirt off so I could get into a shower. Yet a sudden surge from my cock gave me pause. My nose drank in the cloying stench more deeply as my cock pushed forward. I found myself wanting more. I was getting fucking BONED from the manly perfume perforating the room from my frothy sweat!

My arousal seemed to be a catalyst for furthering the change as I felt my body continuing to tingle. I realized, with some excitement, that I still lacked the dimensions of a real-world version of Hank McCoy. My shirt grew tighter and tighter as I continued packing on hundreds of pounds of muscle. I knew I needed to get it off, though it was already stretched to the breaking point, several sizes too small for my new frame. It was evident that the only release from my prison of fabric would be to rip my clothes off or have my expanding bulk do it for me.

"GGGRRRR...YES!" I growled, hunching my shoulders. My efforts were rewarded with a resounding rip as two massive holes appeared on the sides of my shirt. It was easy to tear the rags off my powerful frame as I pulled them apart the rest of the way, letting them fall to the floor.

My tight jeans were next to go, the tears down the sides of the denim already getting worse. I could feel my massive, still-growing ass ripping out of the backs of my jeans, tearing them apart like paper. It took no effort for my powerful arms to pull apart the weak fabric enough to allow the jeans to fall to the floor in a heap of rags.

I was left clad only in my socks and underwear now. Yet the socks were unlikely to last much longer. I could feel my feet growing massive, the toes wiggling as their motility increased. My large toe expanded to twice its size, stretching further up my heel as it gained a surprising range of motion. It felt almost like a thumb!

I recalled Hank could hang from or walk on the ceiling as well as he could on the ground. I found myself wondering what else he could do with those feet if he were so inclined. My cock burbled up another bit of precum at the thought. I'd always had a thing for feet, and with this new body, I could explore newfound flexibility I'd never dreamed possible!

The claws growing on my feet were already tearing my socks apart, but it was a bit too slow for my tastes. I reached down and grabbed the fabric as with a loud rip, they burst off, exposing my still expanding feet. They were massive, covered with thickening blue fur. I explored their new abilities, finding they possessed flexibility than I had ever known. They were like a second set of hands!

My aching cock couldn't take it anymore. I pulled my underwear off with a snap, exposing my penis with a waft of masculine stink. The pungent odor was a little dizzying, but I soon regained my faculties at the sight of my dick. It still retained the same human shape, uncut with a long leaking shaft. Yet my balls were aching, swelling up to the size of golf balls as they filled with seed. To my delight, my groin had grown a lovely coat of soft blue fur, encompassing my testicles, and even my foreskin. The carpet really did match the drapes, as I'd always hoped it might!

I sat down on my ass, flexing my powerfully muscled legs. I was thick as fuck, but my joints still had a flexibility that astounded me. I found I could easily rotate my legs so that my feet could touch my cock as I reached out experimentally. Even the slightest touch was electric! I moaned as I closed my toes over my rod, my slick precum easing my ministrations. In no time at all, I found my rhythm, stroking up and down my cock with my increasingly cum-stained feet. "Ah, YES! DIVINE!" I moaned, reveling in the feeling of my toes across the soft hair covering the length of my shaft.

I could feel the last bits of change rolling over my body as I masturbated with my massive ape-like feet. The final bare patches of skin covered with that lovely blue fur as my muscles swelled to beastly proportions. I was so big, so powerful, so musky...

So close now, I needed to cum, the feeling of my feet stroking my cock too much. It was like a dream come true to have such flexibility with my new digits. I couldn't hold back even if I wanted to. And I didn't want to. I wanted to feel up my beastly body forever....

"OH GRRFFFFAAAWWWK!" I cried out as my cock shot spurt after spurt of rank cum, spraying all over my blue fur and my toes. My furry blue body shook in pleasure as my massive balls throbbed and spat out even more pungent seed. The rank stench of my spunk hit my nose, and I stroked myself harder, desperate to drain every drop from my beastly testicles.

After what felt like an eternity of bliss, I came down from the amazing orgasm and allowed myself to look at my changed visage in the mirror. "My stars and garters," I muttered from the sight. I was handsome as fuck!

I was easily several hundred pounds of pure bestial muscle, far more than any bodybuilder could hope to achieve in a lifetime. My feet were as flexible as my hands were. I had no doubt I could hang from the ceiling just as easily as any ape. Prehensile feet were Hank's primary mutation, after all. And I was likely just as agile. Most of all, I admitted my swaying balls and low hanging cock, the tip still burbling out cum from my powerful release.

The repercussions of the change started playing over my mind as I finally settled into my form. Would I stay like this forever? Would I change back, or would I have to deal with the same issues as the real Hank McCoy trying to fit in with humanity? Yet any fear I felt was quickly diminished by the pleasure I took in my new body. Come hell or high water, I was eager to step out in the world to show off the new Beast I was.