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"Goddamn, was this ever a good find!" Yolk exclaimed, shutting the front door behind him with a foot before slipping out of his sneakers. The blue-furred monkey was positively giddy with excitement at picking up the leather-bound book that he was currently clutching. He and a friend had both expressed interest in trying out a tabletop game as they'd picked up in popularity recently, only every single one that the pair of them found was way more advanced than either of them had anticipated. The hunt for a game appropriate for their experience level was about to be called off, until today.

With extreme haste, Yolk quickly placed the book on the nearby dining room table so that he could shuck off his windbreaker and hang it on the coat rack. He was so amped up, in fact, that he'd gotten the zipper caught in the material of the jacket and had to take a few extra, precious seconds just to free himself. Once stripped down to his casual clothes, he grabbed the book to take with him only to realize just then that the table he was at now was the perfect spot to play. It was roomy enough in the event that the game took up a bunch of space and was within walking distance to both the front and back doors just in case a break to enjoy the weather outside was warranted.

Yolk gave it some thought and decided that it'd be best if he went ahead and read over the rules to the game so as to get a feel for it and figure out how it's meant to be played, that way he'd have an idea of what to do should an issue arise. The first thing that he noticed when he unlocked the strap that kept the book together was that it wasn't exactly a book in its entirety, but both the game manual and the case for all the necessary cards neatly stored into one convenient container. Whoever the makers of this were, they did an excellent job in designing it!

Flipping past all the pages, Yolk discovered everything that made up the game. There was the deck of cards that was used, sure, but it also included character sheets to be filled out by everyone playing. It made him a little uneasy that there were only a finite amount of them present in their receptacle, but the simian figured that he could just print more off should he require it.

Well, since he was already unpacking everything that came with the game, Yolk supposed that he might as well set aside one of those character sheets to fill out eventually. For now he wanted to look over everything else first. The cards seemed to be the standard fare for these types of fantasy games with a wide variety of effects for each item printed, though nothing seemed to be totally out of the ordinary. It seemed like there were maybe a little too many cards that affected a character's physical strength, but he chalked it up to just being how the game was balanced.

The monkey then doubled his attention back to the manual and really pored over it, trying to get as much information out of it as he could. It all seemed relatively straightforward - which was good - though there were some things regarding card effects that he'd need to take note of.

What Yolk wasn't cluing into, since he was incredibly engrossed in understanding the game, was that his character sheet that he was going to spend some time writing out was getting filled in without him even realizing it. Not a single writing utensil present on the table was moving, yet words were still appearing on their own.

When the blue-furred simian felt like he was ready and grasped the rules well enough, he went over to his sheet and gasped. He felt like it was impossible - he hadn't picked a filled out page, he was sure of it! Yet there it was clear as day, a character sheet already littered with writing in every applicable section. What perplexed him even further was that, upon a closer inspection, the character that was described felt an awful lot like... him.

"W-What the... I-" Yolk stammered after being confronted with the reality that he was _literally_part of the game now. Obviously he didn't have to play, but that was the point of buying it and bringing it home. Whatever, this wasn't a big deal. He was gonna have fun with the game anyway.

Shaking his head to put the odd occurrence out of his mind, Yolk picked up his phone and texted his friend, mentioning that, yes, he had gotten a hold of something like what they were looking for and that he should make his way over as soon as possible. That took no time at all which meant that all he had to do now was wait.

The only problem was that, despite his best efforts, he couldn't get the thought of his character sheet automatically filling itself out of his head. He studied it thoroughly, confirming that it was, indeed, himself to a T, and it included a ton of measurements that he'd never have thought to have taken before like the length of his long, sharp canine teeth. The whole thing sent a chill down the monkey's spine.

It went into amazing depth about other aspects of himself as well, such as Yolk's eye colour, his favourite colour, his favourite food, his favourite movie, his favourite genre of music, as well as his favourite artist - both musical _and_visual! It was official - this entire thing was incredibly spooky.

Suddenly the doorbell rang, pulling Yolk out of his bewildered stupor. He checked his phone to see how much time went by and he was surprised that he spent most of the ten minutes that his friend needed to get here staring at the piece of paper. Brushing all that aside, he straightened himself out and answered the door.

"Hey Yolk, thanks for letting me come over!" A black-furred bull greeted the simian after he'd swung the door open. He was of a slender build like his host, looking very different to the rest of his well-built species.

Yolk smiled. "No problem, Andre! I know that you wanted to try this thing as soon as possible." He ushered the bovine inside and shut the front door behind him. "Plus, it gives us something to do while the pool's empty."

"Yeah. Shame though, it's gonna warm up a bit more today, so it would've been perfect to go for a dip later." Andre slipped off his running shoes and placed them on the mat where they belonged.

Yolk dismissed the thought with a hand gesture. "Ah, we'll have plenty of time later on in the season."

"So," Andre eagerly rubbed his hands together, "you said that you got a game for us?"

"Yes, I did!" Yolk's eyes lit up. "Come see for yourself."

Andre was led to the table where he saw the assortment of game paraphernalia strewn across the table. "Woah, so this is it?" He exclaimed as he picked up the deck of cards.

"Yup, this is everything." Yolk nodded, his hands resting on his hips. "There's not _too_much, but it's enough to start out with and get a feel for."

"Hmm," Andre looked around to the large game case open to a random page, "so that thing, I'm guessing, is the manual to this whole thing?"

"Yes but look! It's also the case for the entire game." Yolk flipped the reference pages over to the end and displayed the built-in containers where all the components fit into. "I've never seen anything like this before."

Andre snorted his approval. "I can't say that I've seen that either. Pretty cool." The bull noticed a stack of paper yoinked one over to where he was standing. "Ooh, character sheets! Don't mind if I do."

Yolk couldn't help but feel apprehension when he saw the bovine take one of the papers without getting a chance to react. "Oh, I could've handed that to you." He really should've gotten a stack of some other stationary or something while he had the chance, but it was too late now. Dread ran through him as he knew that it was only a matter of time before his friend noticed the strange occurrence.

"Oh, I see that you've got your sheet filled out already." Andre casted an eye to the blue-furred monkey's sheet and noted how detailed it was.

Yolk froze momentarily, his eyes going wide as saucers. "Uh, yeah. Just wanted to make sure that I understood how it all works so that I can help you if you need it."

"Oh, thanks." Andre warmly grinned. "I don't think I'll need help since it seems pretty straightforward, but I appreciate it." He was playing with the stack of cards in his hand before realizing that he'd never gotten an explanation for them. "So how do these fit into everything?" He waved them in the air, firmly gripping onto them.

"Right, so," Yolk got into his explanation without delay, "this is like any other tabletop roleplaying game where we create our own scenario that we then act out. What those cards do, if I may see them," he accepted the deck from the bull, "is act as our items for the game. Normally in a tabletop game we'd be given things from the start and pick them up as we go along on our journey, but we'd have to keep track of everything ourselves and it's a bit much since we're beginners. This gives us something visual to work with."

Andre slowly acknowledged the simian's words, seemingly understanding them. "Oh okay, so this is a really simplified version of something like 'Dungeons and Dragons' then?"

"Precisely. We're just getting our feet wet here." Yolk went and placed the stack back on the table.

"Awesome! I'm just gonna go ahead and-" Andre stopped when he went to pick up the sheet and saw that it was already completed without him even touching it. He stood stock still and didn't make a sound for a few seconds until he snapped himself back to reality. "What the hell?"

Yolk slinked his shoulders down, rubbing his arm at the same time. "Uh, yeah..." He feebly muttered under his breath.

"Mine's all filled out?" Andre was on red alert, not a single part of his body was asleep. "What the fuck? This is... me." He pored over his paper with a detective's eye, noting how the words matched his identity right down to his little eccentricities. "Does that mean that yours is..." With a deft hand, he snatched the simian's sheet and examined it carefully.

"Yeah, it's me. Everything about myself is written on that sheet of paper." Yolk felt himself physically cringe involuntarily.

Andre couldn't believe what his eyes were telling him even though all the information was right in front of his face as clear as day. "Did you know about all this?"

"I only learned just recently." Technically, that wasn't a lie, even if it sort of felt like it to Yolk. "I'm really sorry." He slumped forward even more, ready to just give up right here, however, in spite of everything, he was determined to make things right for the black-furred bovine. "Okay, I'm gonna ask you honestly." With a renewed sense of determination, he placed his hands on the back of one of his chairs. "Do you still want to play this game?"

Andre took a few, good moments to mull things over in his head. This was undeniably the strangest thing that he'd experienced all day, possibly all week. Was that enough to say that it was awful beyond a shadow of a doubt? "You know what, I actually do. Sure, this is... weird, but it doesn't seem bad or anything." He placed both character sheets back down on the table, though he slid the monkey's over his way. "You didn't notice anything off about the rest of the game, did you?"

Yolk shook his head emphatically. "I genuinely couldn't see any other thing off in either the rules or the cards."

Andre quirked a brow in suspicion. "So, do we have full control of our game otherwise?"

"It really seems so." Yolk shrugged.

"Then let's play." The smile returned to Andre's face, which delighted the both of them.

Yolk reciprocated the grin, beaming with excitement. "Okay, yeah!"

The two of them took their seats relatively close to one another so as to not spread everything out too far when they didn't need to. "Right." Andre placed his character sheet beside him and out of the way. "So, what's the first thing that we need to do?"

"That would be getting our starting cards." Yolk quickly scooped up the deck and handed over three of the cards to both of them, alternating between them. "These three are ours to begin with, but we'll get more with every turn that we take." He placed his in front of him face up.

Andre saw that and thought that it was peculiar. "Oh, we can show them?"

"We're working together, right? I don't see why not." Yolk nonchalantly stated.

"Very true." Andre went ahead and situated his hand in front of him as well. "Man, I wonder what it means that we're playing... us as our characters."

Yolk gave off a nervous chuckle, not sure what to expect either. "I guess we'll find out then." Though he wanted to keep the rules handy, just in case he needed to refer to them, he also didn't want the case taking up too much space on the table. He opted to have it rest on a chair beside him. "Okay. So what I've got planned is just a simple dungeon for us with basic monsters and traps and whatever. I assume that's okay since we're totally green right now."

"Oh, by all means." Andre took the time to perfectly align his cards with themselves. "Proceed when you're ready."

Yolk clasped his hands together, meshing the fingers. "Alright, so we're entering a dungeon through its only entrance, and we stop inside the first room that we come across. There's doors to both the left and right of us and a hallway ahead."

Andre scratched his chin, thinking of which direction to go. "Uh, let's try the left door first."

"You enter another room and see a desk with papers strewn all over it." Yolk narrated, far more confidently than someone who'd never done this before. "Someone wanted to get out of here in a hurry and never returned to collect their belongings."

"I wanna search the desk." Andre stated in an assured manner.

"Besides a spilled inkwell, a broken quill, and notes written in some language that neither of us could ever hope to comprehend, there's nothing." Yolk was thankful that he had some time to come up with a game plan in his head.

"Hmm." Andre drummed his digits on the wooden table, trying to think of something else to do while they were there but ultimately coming up with nothing. "Let's go to the room on the right then."

Yolk nodded. "What you see before you is a chest that's locked, but the top has been smashed open."

"Ooh, I wanna loot it!" Andre enthusiastically hollered.

That got Yolk to snicker, enjoying his friend's excitement. "Okay. You take everything that's inside, which is two items for us." He takes two cards off the top of the deck and hands one to each of them.

"Okay, a potion of strength." Andre added it next to his other cards. "I got a couple mage items even though I have a broadsword, so this will come in handy."

"Oh, I got that too!" Yolk arranged his cards in a square. "I'll be able to swing this battle axe quite a bit harder now."

Andre smirked, beginning to feel immersed in this make-believe world. "Onward we go down the hallway now."

"And we've just encountered our first enemy!" Yolk's tongue was slightly sticking out through his teeth as he grinned. "It's just a basic level one slime, but that means we get another card as we're starting up a battle." He dealt each of them one card, again getting the same item.

"Let's see... we have a ring of growth this time." Andre cocked a brow as he looked at the seemingly painted image of a golden band on someone's finger. "Wonder what that means."

Yolk picked up the card to examine the effect written beneath its picture. "Uh, says that it enables its wearer to grow larger, just not in what way." He flipped it over to see if anything was written there, but, of course, he was looking at nothing but the intricately detailed card back.

"Strange. Guess we pick the meaning then?" Andre inquired.

Yolk shrugged, not entirely sure what to tell the black-furred bull. "Yeah, I suppose so. Anyway, it's time to fight the slime and I guess you can just go first."

"Will do!" Andre cracked his knuckles one hand at a time and looked at his options, though he only just realized that there's not a whole lot that he could do at the moment.. "I presume I can slice it with my sword?"

"Yes, just one second though..." Yolk remembered that there were dice meant for battling included in this game, so he took a moment to rummage through the case until he found them. "Okay, roll to see what you hit."

Andre took the blue coloured die that he was given and shook it in his hand before releasing it. He took half a second to look at the result. "I rolled a five."

"Good! It's just not enough to take it down yet. Now the slime gets to go." Yolk grabbed his red die and made the same action, reading the number he got. "You take two damage."

Andre simply nodded at the development at first before realizing that he should keep track of the outcome. That's when he noticed that his hitpoints had already been deducted by the strength of the blow without needing to do anything himself. "Oh, that's actually really convenient."

"My turn now." Yolk rerolled his die to figure out how hard he hits. "Oh, a three. That's enough to take it out!"

"Did we get anything from the battle?" Andre pressed his fingertips together.

"Naw, this one has nothing. It was just to get us through the process of how encounters work." Yolk stuck up his index finger as he was about to explain something. "Future fights will have a chance to drop loot, though. We'll get more items at some point."

"Oh okay, good." Andre then had a brilliant idea. "Hey, why don't we take those potions of strength now just so that we're ready for whatever comes next?"

Yolk sniggered, glad his friend was having fun with this. "Yeah, good idea! You're getting the hang of this now." He accepted the card from the bovine and placed it with his own face down beside the main deck, as if to discard it.

The both of them didn't realize it, but those cards weren't just going to have an effect on their in-game characters. It was subtle, but each of them were slowly swelling with muscle mass all around their frame. It wasn't anything major, but it gave them a definition that they never had before. Andre, for the first time in his life, was beginning to look more like what his species was meant to, while Yolk resembled someone who'd been hitting up the gym a fair bit recently.

"Man, I really feel good about all this now!" Andre chuckled. "I don't think there's anything that can-" He stopped mid-sentence when he glanced at the blue-furred simian, feeling that something was strangely off about him. "Uh, I think maybe my eyes aren't working right."

"Uh, that sounds kinda bad. Do you need-" Yolk also froze when he noticed that the bull had gotten... bigger, for lack of a better word. "Holy fuck, look at you!"

"Look at me? Look at you!" Andre blurted out, pointing a finger directly at the monkey.

Even though he had plenty of time to inspect himself, Yolk still didn't feel like his brain was correctly processing the data that it was receiving. "Is this actually happening?" Sure enough, he filled out more of his long-sleeved shirt than he did mere moments ago.

"Hey, come here." Andre stood up and beckoned his friend over. "Okay, let's take our tops off."

"For real?" Yolk felt a bit uneasy at the request.

Andre sighed, not exactly sure what to really do in this situation. "I mean, we might as well actually see what's happening, right?" He began the process of unfastening the buttons on his dress shirt.

"Alright then..." Yolk followed suit, simply pulling his shirt off with one swift motion, but what he saw when it was off really blew him away. The bull looked like a total hunk now, with literal beef piled on every part of his body. That's when he glanced down at himself and got even more excited. "I have abs." He hopped up and down with glee. "Oh my god, I have abs!"

"More than abs." Andre reached forward and felt up one of the monkey's now-brawny arms. "You've got the entire package."

Yolk let out a short laugh of disbelief. "Andre, it's not just me. You've got it too." He poked at one of those protruding pectoral slabs in front of him, marveling at how his finger couldn't even dent the flesh. "I can't believe that I'm saying this, but we're... we're big!"

Andre felt himself uncontrollably chuckle at the situation, lifting his arms into a double-bicep flex. "Oh man, I look like my dad now. Finally!"

"Yeah, wow." Yolk admired the black-furred bovine's bulging biceps, caressing all along their rippling peaks. It was gradual, but he could feel a heat building up inside of him upon touching the other man.

Andre, for what it was worth, also felt the same way. His breathing grew staggered as his muscles were lovingly massaged, the ministrations coaxing a moo out of him every so often. "Hey Yolk?" His face was a deep crimson.

"Yes?" Yolk answered, swallowing a gulp. He took on a rosy blush.

Andre didn't say anything after that, just gently wrapping his powerful arms around the simian and pulling him into a passionate kiss. His tongue pressed fervently against his lover's, who used just as much force to make it dance in a sensual display of arousal. He let his hands roam free over the other man's now much larger body, feeling where all the nooks and crannies between his engorged muscle groups were. His own musculature was groped at too, much in the same way as he was fondling.

It was Yolk that first broke off the embrace, panting heavily from all the hormones raging through his system. "God, I... I don't know where that came from."

"Me neither." Andre huffed, his chest heaving up and down with every breath. "But I liked it."

Yolk cracked a grin, one that stretched from ear to ear. "Yeah, I did too."

"I do have to ask you something, though." Andre's expression turned a tad serious. "Where'd you pick up this game from?"

"Oh, I got it at the bookstore over on Marine Av." Yolk shrugged his cannonball-like shoulders. "Never been in before so I wanted to see what was in stock, and there it was just on one of the shelves."

"Uh..." Andre tried to gulp but it got stuck in his throat. "I dunno exactly how to tell you this, but there's no bookstore on Marine Av."

Yolk blinked a few times, unable to fully process that information. "Then where the hell did I go?!" He found himself powerless to even close his jaw fully.

"I don't know. I really don't." Andre pursed his lips, shaking his head while looking at the floor. "But, the deed is done, and we have this magical game." He cast his eyes over to the table and nearly did a double take when he saw his character sheet. "Holy shit, look! Our hitpoints actually increased."

Yolk scratched his chin in thought. "Hmm, I guess this means that we can take more damage when we're like this."

"Uh..." Andre rubbed the back of his literal bull neck. "That's literally what that means." He gently laughed. "So, what do we do now?"

"Well if we're getting back into the game, I think we could take a quick rest just for your health to come back." Yolk gestured with a hand toward the table.

"Yeah, sure. Shouldn't take-" Andre stopped when he saw the number on his paper reset to full. "Okay, good to go, I guess." Still, there was something troubling him, niggling him at the back of his mind. "Wait..." He placed his hands on the back of his chair. "Is this all temporary? Like, will we only be like this because we're playing the game?"

Yolk wanted to act like he knew the answer, but nothing came to him. "Honestly, dude, I have zero clue." He flashed a glance back to his cards, his eyes lighting up when he saw them. "But let's keep going!"

Andre was shocked that the monkey was genuinely eager to get back to playing. "Oh, you want to?" The realization then struck him as well. "Uh... yeah! Absolutely, let's do it!" Suddenly, an even better idea popped into his head, one that he knew his friend would love. "Oh, dude, we should totally try and make one of us as big as we can with these cards!"

"Do you think we can?" Yolk hadn't considered the possibility until just that very moment.

Andre looked over to the dual manual and case. "Is there anything in the rules against it?"

"Let me check." Yolk made his way over with a skip in both his step and heartbeat. Hastily thumbing through all the pages, his search came up surprisingly empty. "Actually, there's nothing I can find that says we can't."

"Then let's do it." Andre declared in a confident manner.

Yolk then looked to the bovine, a hopeful glint in his eyes. "Do you mind if we do it to me?"

"Not at all." Andre's laugh boomed throughout the house. "Heh, this is gonna be great!"

Giddy from all the excitement he was now feeling, Yolk's hands were positively trembling with hysterical anticipation. He couldn't stop his mouth from contorting into the biggest grin he'd ever had in his life. "Oh my god, okay. I'm gonna put the ring on and see what it does." He took his card and placed it in the discard pile with the others.

"Is anything happening?" Andre tried scanning over the blue-furred simian's form but didn't see anything different.

"Well, the last card took some time to take effect, so this one should too." As if on cue, the ring magically appeared on Yolk's index finger literally as soon as he was finished talking. "Oh fuck!"

Andre squealed with enthusiastic glee, most unbecoming of a member of his species but he couldn't care less. "Dude, it's real now!"

"So what's the 'growth' that it promised me then?" Again, like the universe was answering his question, his frame began to stretch. Not only did he gain width and depth like last time, but he found himself getting taller as well as he noticed that his point of view was rising.

"Woah!" Andre's eyes followed the growing monkey's face as he gained height. "Okay, that's awesome!"

Yolk, now needing a second to steady himself thanks in part to his much taller vantage point, stood up and took in his surroundings. "Oh man, everything looks so different from up here! How much taller do you think I got?"

"Let me see." Andre got up as well and walked over to the simian. "Judging by the comparison between my height and yours, and the fact that you are now taller than I was when you weren't before..." Andre narrowed his eyes as he inspected his friend all over. "I'd say around a foot."

"Seven feet, then. That's good to know." It was at that moment that Yolk started feeling a bit uncomfortable, specifically at his hips. "Hey, sorry to ask this, but could I take off my pants? They're starting to dig into my skin."

Andre's face lit up when he heard that. "Please, be my guest!"

Yolk instantly popped the button upon hearing the black-furred bovine's okay, sighing as the tension tightly wound along his waist was relieved. From there, he took a moment to wrestle it downwards until it got to a point where it just fell to his ankles. This gave him another shock as he saw his embiggened bulge for the first time, stretching his briefs to the point where they looked painted onto his junk. "Holy shit..."

Andre's jaw nearly dropped to the floor when he saw the absolute log of monkey fuckmeat buried in that fabric prison. He then flicked his gaze to the other man's eyes, an impish smirk worming it's way onto his face. "Do it."

Yolk didn't even need to hear more than that to know exactly what the bull was getting at. With little fanfare, he dug his thumbs under the band of the underwear and pulled it down, revealing his mighty schlong for all it was worth. "Oh my god!" He exclaimed, seeing it in person for the first time since he grew.

"You would be the envy of bulls everywhere, let me tell you." Andre eyed the monster python jutting out of the simian's crotch, realizing that it was about as thick as his wrist.

Yolk licked his lips in desire as he felt up his cockflesh, sensing it throb to life in sync with his heartbeat. The only other time he'd seen a dick bigger than a foot long was in porn, yet here he was, holding his own member and knowing that it was even bigger than a porn star's donger. "Man, this thing is massive!"

Andre, just then, got a brilliant idea, an impish grin crossing his face. "Can we trade or hand items to each other?"

"Uh..." Yolk struggled to think of what the rules said about that specific scenario but didn't remember reading anything about it. "I don't see why not."

"Okay then. Take one of my rings." Andre promptly shoved his card towards the blue-furred monkey.

This stunned Yolk, but he wholeheartedly accepted the gift. "Okay, should I use it now then?"

"Yes!" Andre quickly blurted out before pulling back. He got too excited without explaining what he was planning. "Um, this might sound either crazy or dumb, but I kinda wanna... blow you while you're growing. If that's okay with you, that is!" He quickly added.

"Wait, really?" Yolk's grin returned in full force. "Yeah, of course. Let's do it!"

Like he just heard that his favourite brand of candy was now on sale, Andre rushed over to the enlarged phallus, but not before shucking off his own bottoms and revealing his turgid length for both of them to see. Then, with extreme passionate desire, he slid his tongue all over the exposed cocktip, making love to that mushroom head like it was his crush. "Yeah, go for it." He announced with a haze of lust fogging his brain.

With fingers twitching due to the overwhelming sensation he was now experiencing on his crotch rocket, Yolk carefully pulled the card over and dropped it onto the discard pile. He then laid down on the hardwood floor, sprawling himself wherever he found room. A long, loud moan escaped past his lips, absolutely loving what the bovine was doing with his broad tongue.

Andre's squared-off muzzle was all over the heated flesh of the massive prick before summarily taking the tip into his mouth. It was a lot - definitely bigger than any that he'd ever taken before - but he was a big man now and was able to pull it off without a hitch. His lips formed a seal that wouldn't let a single drop of fluid slip by him, which was good because a deluge of precum was making its way into his mouth and down his greedy gullet. He had to adjust his breathing to accommodate for how busy his mouth was going to be.

Not wanting to leave his friend out of the fun, Yolk reached over and took hold of the bull's rock-hard length. He tugged it from tip to base, feeling just how slick it got on its own from drooling pre down the shaft. It was abundantly obvious that the other man was just as on edge as he was, though he was about to be hit even harder. The second ring appeared on his opposite finger, which caused growth to begin overtaking him. His limbs lengthened, but maintained their huge proportions, as well as his meaty torso. Soon he took up even more of the floor's space, but none of that mattered more than getting off. What did grab his attention, however, was the sensation of his pole reaching further down the warm throat that it was enveloped in.

Andre lost his composure for a split second when he felt both his cock get manhandled by the larger man and feel said man's shaft grow in his maw. His breathing picked up pace, forcing air out of his nostrils into the musky pubic bush in front of him with greater frequency. He could already feel it in his prostate that release was inevitable soon.

Yolk was already feeling the effects of his heightened libido, barely able to keep himself composed as his pole was ravaged by the bovine. There wasn't any way that he could've gotten used to the overwhelming amount of stimulation that he now had down there and found himself panting, nearly ready to release. Without any warning, he let out a loud cry and felt his balls pull up, signalling that his dam had burst wide open. Cum rushed up his bulging pipe and right into the awaiting maw of his lover.

Andre's eyes grew wide as he realized just how much seed he was taking in. Rope after sticky rope was shot down his throat with him barely having a second to register the first load before the next one arrived. Not even the biggest men that he saw in porn produced this much. The simian's cock was like a firehose! That isn't to say that his wasn't impressive in its own right as he'd gotten to the point of orgasm and fired off plenty of shots of bullbatter both onto the hardwood and his lover's beefy side.

It took several, lengthy moments before Yolk's flow trickled to a stop. He laid there on the floor with his hand resting on his prodigious chest, letting it rise and fall with every breath that he took. Words were only just coming back to him, but he was still a little ways off from forming complete sentences. "Fuck..." He wheezed out.

Andre stifled a groan as he released the rod from his mouth's grip, his gut distended slightly due to the sheer amount of cum that he'd just ingested. His own cock sloppily dripped onto his inner thigh, covering the muscular limb with semen. "Fuck is right! Dude, that was incredible!"

Yolk tried, and failed, a few times to push himself up to a sitting position since his arms kept buckling, but he was eventually successful in his endeavour. "Man, what do we even do after that?"

Andre licked his lips - he was very clearly hungry for more action. "We do it again, but this time we go bigger." He stated in a confident manner.

"For real?" Yolk was genuinely surprised that his friend wanted to go even further with this. "But we just both got off!"

"Yeah, but can't you get bigger again?" Andre cocked his head, his tone of voice almost pleading.

It certainly wasn't the first thing that crossed his mind just then, but Yolk was definitely game to grow again. "Yeah, I can." He mischievously smirked, grabbing the deck of cards off the table and looking through them for one in particular.

"Oh," Andre wore a puzzled expression, "are we allowed to just rifle through the deck and pick whatever cards we want?"

"I didn't see a rule that said we couldn't." Yolk let out a playful giggle.

"Nice, let's do this then!" Andre snorted, dizzy with anticipation for the things to come.

"Aha!" Yolk pulled out a card, revealing it to be another one of the strength potions that the pair of them took earlier. "You ready for this?" All his teeth were exposed in a ravenous grin.

Andre reciprocated the predatory smirk with one of his own. "God, yes!" He licked his lips.

With exhilaration coursing through his veins, Yolk placed the card face down on the top of the discard pile and shifted himself until he was on his hands and knees with his dick hanging low between his titanic legs. He braced himself for the feeling to erupt in his body for what felt like an eternity but was only a few moments in actuality. Suddenly, it was as if an explosion had gone off inside of him, igniting his soul in a familiar warmth.

Andre watched in awe as his friend grew even larger than he was before, gaining what was probably around hundreds of pounds of mass in a matter of seconds. Gobs of muscle piled onto the monkey's widening frame, focusing a lot onto his chest. Those massive pectoral mounds had gotten so stuffed that the fat nipples attached to them had pointed straight down. Then there were the arms, which looked stronger than steel cables and showed off a split-peak bicep when fully flexed. Not to be outdone, the legs followed suit, with his quads in particular swelling with added bulk, swallowing up practically all the space between them. Finally, his ass had ballooned outward in an attempt to match the rest of his body, becoming a pair of globular cheeks that probably weighed more than the average person each.

Yolk had the biggest smile on his face when he realized that his rapid growth spurt had come to an end. "Holy fuck, I'm gigantic now!" He brought his burly arms in towards his prodigious chest, making those slabs of beef protrude greatly outward.

"Okay, but what about-" Andre was about to ask about the simian's cock until he saw it for himself and nearly fainted. It had turned into an absolute pillar of dick, a monument to virility situated right between the redwood trunk-like legs. Of course, a cannon is only as good as its balls, and the ones attached to that shaft were the biggest he'd ever seen in his life. They looked like two bean bags covered in fur, and he could tell that they were roiling up a productive load that was ready to come out.

"Alright," Yolk huffed with elation, not able to see over his pecs anymore, "same thing then?"

Andre shook his head. "Nah. I want you to stick that thing in my ass."

Yolk suddenly went cold, the feeling ripping up his spine. "Are you crazy?!"

"No." Andre boldly stated. "I'm a big guy by virtue of being a bull, even if I wasn't the biggest around." He flashed the monkey an assured grin. "It'll fit no problem, trust me on this."

It didn't sit right with Yolk, but he ultimately acquiesced. "Okay, but I don't think it'll all make it in."

Andre paused for a moment before getting a brilliant idea. "I might have something that could help with that." He made his way over to the table and picked up one of his cards, immediately placing it on the discard pile. His friend didn't know what he was doing until he saw a ring appear on his finger, followed by growth of his own. When all was said and done he turned around to present himself to his lover. "But please be gentle. I'm not too experienced with this."

Yolk took a deep breath to calm himself before nodding along. He reached forward and pulled the bull in close, guiding his cocktip in between those dimpled cheeks that he was manually parting with his hands. The intent was to smear enough pre around to get the bovine's pucker all lubed up, but with the amount of preseed gushing from the head of his pole it took no time flat.

"Yeah, that's good. Just go!" Andre whined, his whole body tensed in slight apprehension.

Taking it very slowly so as to not hurt his friend, Yolk pushed his dick forward, pressing, and then splitting open, the bull's pucker. The delicate ring of muscle actually did make way for his humongous log of meat, much to his surprise, but what astonished him more was that he was getting a lot of his endowment in with ease. The other man really was able to take him after all!

Andre grunted as he got the stuffing of a lifetime, but never once wanted it to stop. Eventually though, it did, but he was able to get the entirety of the turgid rod buried up his tailhole, which had to have been some kind of record. That is, if this particular one was kept.

"You ready now?" Yolk was trying to be as careful as he could with this, both because he had what looked like someone's leg lodged inside the bovine and because these card effects kept making him so pent up.

"Fuck yes, I am!" Andre bellowed. "Let's do this. Fuck me up!"

"With pleasure." Yolk took it easy at first - pulling out quite a bit until just his mushroom head remained stuck inside that delicious ass - before building up a pace. His elevated state of arousal was already coming into effect, making him quickly pick up steam until he was jackhammering into the bull. He moved the other man with every thrust, actually making him snicker a bit.

Andre let out a loud moo as his prostate was getting flattened over and over again by untold feet of cock. His arms felt like jelly, crumbling until his face fell down while his ass remained raised. His tail had been swishing back and forth manically, displaying the pure euphoria pulsing through his body with every hump. Had he been paying any attention, he'd have noticed his gut bulge out with the outline of his friend's tremendous dick with every hump. He honestly didn't care how long this lasted - whether it was a few seconds or several years.

With gritted teeth, Yolk kept bucking into his lover, getting faster with every movement of his hips. He pistoned with reckless abandon, his mind focused on getting off. Those balls on the floor under his own ass churned audibly, letting the world know that they had plenty of seed to give. What he didn't realize, however, was that the time for him to erupt was now. It was if he lost the ability to verbalize as not a single sound managed to come out of his mouth as he geysered white, hot cum right into the hungry hole that he was jammed into, painting the inside walls of the bovine's anal cavity.

Andre was on cloud nine, accepting every single litre of jizz donated to him. Somehow, he was able to take it all without it coming back out the way it came, bulging out his gut like it was a balloon. His abs were getting stretched over top of what felt like a bathtub's worth of monkeybatter getting pumped into him.

This went on for several minutes before Yolk finally felt like he had nothing left to give, letting his tongue loll out of his mouth as he panted hard. This, by far, was the biggest orgasm he'd ever felt before, and he was almost a bit upset that it was over. He had to hand it to his friend, the bull wasn't lying when he said that he could take everything he'd got.

Andre groaned in sheer bliss, his own cock spewing forth another load. It wasn't much compared to what he'd gotten forced into him, but it was a load much bigger than what the average man could put forth. Just then, he felt himself get picked up while he world got spun around, eventually landing on the simian's mountain range of a chest. He hadn't managed to spill a single drop of seed in the whole trip either, amazing even himself.

"Mmm..." Yolk sighed with a contented look on his face. His hands were preoccupied with giving loving attention to the bovine, as was his mouth, giving his friend a little passionate mouth action as a token of his appreciation. His hand-feet had gone and involuntarily found themselves massaging his swollen cock and balls. It was an odd sensation to say the least, but it was one that he knew that he'd return to in the future.

"God, that was fantastic." Andre panted, feeling exhaustion over take him as he tried, and failed, to stifle a yawn. "I wish I wasn't so tired because I'd like to see you get bigger."

Yolk chortled when he heard that. "Yeah, that'd be fun, but you couldn't take me at that point. The only thing that I could cum in now is-" His eyes went wide, realizing he had the perfect receptacle to fill. With a grace belying his size, he lifted the now-confused bull and placed him gingerly on the floor.

"Uh..." Andre stood up, still possessing that sphere of a gut. "What's going on?" He quirked a brow.

"Go outside." Yolk ordered, already looking through the deck of cards. "I'll be right behind you." He slammed a card onto the discard pile and shimmied himself into a position where he could crawl, careful not to damage any of his belongings.

Being outside completely naked as the day he was born bewildered Andre to no end, almost as much as watching Yolk think that he could make it through the comparatively tiny exit. "Uh, I don't you're making it out without breaking something."

Yolk hated to admit it, but he had to agree. "Crap." He uttered, applying more force to his escape, and smashing the doorway open until he could fit through no problem. He now had an entrance to his house in the shape of his prodigious pectorals.

"So what exactly are you planning to do?" Andre looked up at the looming monkey, not able to see his face due to all the muscle mass in the way. "There's nothing out here but-" He stopped mid-sentence, realizing what the idea was. "Ooh..."

"Yup, I'm gonna fill the pool!" Yolk beamed, already feeling another load coming on. On his left middle finger was yet another ring, glistening in the overhead sun. His testosterone factories were now permanently resting behind him, not able to squeeze through the tiny amount of space left between his thunder thighs. Without even giving it a second thought, he was already pumping his cock, stroking it from base to tip without a care in the world. Heavy splashes of pre were dropping right into the in-ground pool.

If Andre were up for it he'd have joined his friend in whacking off, seeing as this was the sexiest thing he'd ever laid his eyes on. Instead, he chose to grab one of the nearby pool chairs and relax, massaging his gut while he laid back.

Yolk was already on his way to climaxing thanks to the intensity of those card effects. A part of him wished that he wasn't so horny so that he could slow down and enjoy this more, but the far louder side of him pushed that thought out of his head entirely and set his mind to blowing the biggest load the world will ever see.

He jerked his prick as hard as his arms would allow him, his grip strong enough to crush concrete to dust but nowhere near close to denting his cockflesh. He growled as he craved the thought of unleashing his jizz, wanting to prove to no one in particular that he was the biggest and best around. He was so close to doing so, leading to him thrusting his pride in his grasp. All it was going to take was just a few more pumps...

It was then that Yolk moaned loud enough for the whole neighbourhood to hear, not like that mattered to him now. His release more resembled a torrent of cum, gushing like a waterfall into the awaiting pool below him. Not that he could actually see it, he had a feeling that the basin in his backyard was filling up nicely. It was true, as seed had risen to where the steps to get in were located and was now climbing up to the lip of the pool.

To say that Andre was astonished at the sheer volume of cum spewing forth from the simian's churning orbs was an understatement. He'd been so encapsulated by the spectacle that he'd gotten up from his chair entirely and had ambled his way over to the entrance of the pool, taking a seat on the steps. His ankles had just gotten submerged in the rising liquid, though he knew that it was about to be more than just that soon enough. He was more than content to just lay back with his arms resting on the edges and let the fluid engulf the lower half of his body.

He had no means of measuring just how long he was out there, but Yolk felt like it had been more than five minutes at the very least. Jism just kept cascading from his kidmaker into the rapidly filling pool, though he could sense that it was coming to an end. He breathed through his open mouth as hard as his lungs would allow, his balls actually feeling like they were nearly drained. When he finally felt spent he stepped back so that he could admire his handiwork, seeing that he'd just overfilled the pool. It was strange that he felt pride at that, but he couldn't admit that it did feel good that he accomplished that all on his own. Shame that he couldn't get any bigger than this. He could really show off to everyone!

Then the realization that he still had almost a full deck of those cards hit him like a ton of bricks. Perhaps he could get the bovine to fetch them for him...