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The Date

By: Lumus King

"I've got a surprise for you two." Gyumao said with his usual huge smile.

He asked that Shennong and I come over before our date but wanted me to come alone first. He even said he would take care of the specifics of the date. I would have declined, but I was not going to decline free food. Free rich people's food. So here I am.

Gyumao greeted me in his usual suit, but without the jacket. For him, that's probably the most casual he'll get in public. Now we're in his kitchen as he finished setting up his "final preparations".

The table was adorned with a white tablecloth and a set of three candles of varying heights in the center. I can not fathom the restraint he must have had to stop there. Two placemats were set awaiting their time to be filled.

"First thing's first," He continued. He opened his arms in a welcoming manner. "Get in here."

I stared inquisitively for a moment. We normally spend our time together in his body. We've been like that ever since we shared that 2-bedroom apartment when we first were summoned to this Tokyo. It was easier to do so then as he took up a lot of space. Then he started bodybuilding. He had his post-workout fatigue cleared instantly while I got to be big and sexy, even if it was just for a moment and in private. But do anything enough and it became the norm. We often just thought of my bedroom as a spare room since I usually slept in him.

I walked up to him; he towered over me by at least a head. I took a deep breath and pushed into his torso. His suit offered no resistance to my entry. Soon I was fully absorbed by him.

Every possession feels different. Gyumao was more physical. I could feel him encasing me.

Unlike most people, my presence didn't immediately extend to my host's equivalent. My arms were within his, but my limbs didn't extend all the way into his. I could feel his muscles enveloping me, pressing against me. His hands felt like oversized, meaty gloves. His feet were clown shoes. It was like being in a giant plush suit made of muscle.

I took a breath and suddenly his body started pushing into mine. Instead of my lungs filling with air, my whole body filled with him. At first, Gyumao's body was intertwined with mine but soon his started replacing mine. The foreign matter felt strange as it entered. My bones were filling with his marrow. Fiber by fiber his muscles pressed into me causing me to grow.

The most disorienting changes happened in my torso. Gyumao was built differently than I and it was the most noticeable here. I started to feel bloated as my organs were taken over first. His lungs supplemented my own growth to take in the air needed to run such a big and powerful form. His stomach grew mine out to be able to take in the necessary amount of food he must go through each day. As this happened, Gyumao's additions started to expand my rib cage making more room for even more changes.

Only afterwards did my muscles change. Unlike my limbs, these muscles did not uniformly change. My stomach ballooned out in six hard clumps. My chest grew into two much larger, firm mounds. My shoulders grew and rounded out. My back expanded with well-defined beef.

My legs started growing in tandem with my torso. The muscle added on creating two sturdy pillars able to support such a massive man. In the middle of all this, my dick was drawn out of my slit. It slotted into Gyumao's massive girth. I could feel it's throbbing warmth as it changed from surrounding mine to becoming mine.

I could feel my skin stretch to contain this growing bulk. More and more I grew, filling up the space within Gyumao until I was pressed against the inside of his skin. My head filled and was reshaped by his, even my horns moved to slide within his. Suddenly it stopped.

My vision had cleared. In my peripheral I could see my brown muzzle complete with a scar.

I could feel something pressing against my skin. It was soft and tight. Too tight actually. Like one wrong move and it would rip apart. What could be so-

His suit!

I forgot how... expressive he gets. I need to calm us down. Just relax, this is nowhere near the first time I've been inside him.

"hahahaha" We laughed. Experiencing his laugh from the inside is something else. Not only is it as loud as from the outside, but I could feel it throughout his body. The sound seemed to come from not just his lungs, but his whole being.

"What's so funny?" I demanded, still embarrassed by the growth. I know I shouldn't be. Hell, I've seen how much he spends on just replacing clothing from when he gets too excited.

"It's fine. You know how many suits I tear in a day?!" he chuckled.

"That's not exactly a thing to gloat about..."

He just smiled. That massive grin felt natural with his face.

"Now it's time for my surprise for you two."

I could feel his excitement.

"What is it?" I asked with trepidation. I wasn't worried it was bad. It's just, knowing him, it's probably something over the top. I wouldn't put it past him to rent out a resort for a night.

"Knock me out."

I was at a loss for words. My first thought was that it was a bad joke. But, no. He was being honest. He rarely lied. Even when he does, it's hard to hide it from someone who has spent so much time in him.

"What?" I eventually sputtered.

"Knock me out. My present is letting you two have a night together, alone."

"Seriously?"

"Yup. We've known each other long enough to know what is and is not acceptable, and you've never made me do something I was not comfortable with. I think I can trust you to be alone for an evening."

Again, I didn't know how to react. Instinct told me to make a joke; trivialize the sentiment to make it easier to digest. But that would be terrible at best. So, I said nothing.

"Well, go ahead. Shennong should be here soon."

"y-yeah..."

I took a deep breath and focused on Gyumao's mind. I carefully slowed his thoughts until only his subconscious ones remained. While technically not sleeping, the effect was the same. I still felt like I was the only occupant in this massive body.

In my massive body.

He gave me sole use of his body so we could be alone together. I need to think in those terms.

I took a deep breath and walked around for a bit. I needed to get used to my body, fast. Luckily, I have been in him several times before. His body does not resist my will at all.

I headed over to the bathroom and checked myself in the mirror. His suit was slightly disheveled, but otherwise everything was in its proper place.

Before leaving I had a thought. I shouldn't. But he did give me this. I lifted an arm and buried my nose in my pit. Gyumao was naturally a clean person. Too bad he was naturally big as well. Big men tend to sweat more, meaning he just could not completely get rid of his noteworthy smell. He smelt as powerful as he actually was. His scent was enhanced by my presence creating a scent that dominated.

Enough of that. Shennong should be here soon. While he knows of my likes, it would still be rather embarrassing getting caught right before our date. So, I made my way to the kitchen and tapped into Gyumao's skills to start cooking dinner.

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Dinner was elegant, despite the difference in dress. Shennong showed up in a tracksuit. Since I don't like dressy places, he probably thought we weren't doing anything that big. To be honest, I would probably be in something similar if Gyumao owned anything less formal than a suit. Nonetheless, it was magical.

After putting away the dishes, I walked up to him and gave him a Gyumao-sized hug. He instinctively pulled away. Touching him is usually dangerous for the other person. Even sitting in the same pool as him can cause paralysis, so he consciously avoids touch for others sake.

"You sure it's alright?" Shennong asked.

"He's the one that suggested it." I answered.

Again, I pulled Shennong into my arms with no fear of his poison.

"As long as I'm in here, we're both safe." I held him close and nibbled on his ear. Softly (well, as softly as Gyumao can get, at least) I repeated what Gyumao told me earlier, "You know my host never tires or gets ill? That extends to this too. Anything your body can dish out, I'll heal instantly. Even I wouldn't know there was anything amiss in the first place."

He still seemed to be unconvinced. I followed my instincts and unbuttoned my shirt. On second thought, it might have been Gyumao's instincts, but neither of us were complaining.

I placed his hand over my heart.

"See, nothing's wrong."

"His heart's racing."

"I'm pressed against you."

"And nothing to do with the worship kink you both share?"

"They are not mutually exclusive..." I responded while avoiding his glare. The feeling of his hand not fully grasping my massive pectoral muscle did feel good.

He chuckled.

"Fine, but at the first hint of trouble, no matter how small, we stop."

"Deal."

I lifted him off the ground and carried him bridal style to Gyumao's bedroom. But I didn't set him on the bed but let him down near the door. Pressing him against the wall, I brought our muzzles together while undoing Gyumao's belt and let my pants drop. I then slid my hands down Shennong's back, pulling his pants down with it. When my hands reached his thighs, I lifted him again.

His back pressed against the wall for support. His legs wrapped around my sides. I cradled him with one arm and used the other to line up my girth with his hole. He let out a sharp inhale as I slowly lowered him pushing my glands within. I could see his eyes were closed from the strain I was putting him through. Once I was far enough inside, I shifted him so that my hand, now free from guiding my dick into its home, joined my other in supporting him. Both arms now holding Shennong up by the legs.

Finally, his ass was pressed against my hips. Even through his pants, I could feel the warmth of his hard shaft pressed against my abs. I held him there, waiting for him to get used to me. His breathing was jagged. I could feel his ass relax and clench in time with his breathing. Contrary to his earlier complaints, he wants this too.

I love this. I love how I'm the one making his breaths jagged. I love just being strong enough to be physically able to hold another person was fueling my lust. I'm pretty sure Gyumao knows this when letting me borrow his body.

I started by lifting him up while swinging my hips back until only my glands remained. Then slowly lowering him while pushing my hips forwards until I was all the way back in. I wanted to feel every inch enter his warm depths. I wanted to hear his moans as each thrust brought more pleasure, to both him and I.

I began picking up speed as this body's need rose. With it, our love became louder. The only thing louder than the slaps every time my hips met his ass was his own groaning. Each thrust brought us closer to the edge. I leaned my head so that it was next his. I could smell his rutting and it spurred my own. Each thrust forced his body to rub against mine with only his shirt between us.

I felt myself nearing the end. Before that could happen, I pushed away from him and took his mouth into mine. As our tongues intertwined, we finally came. Even Gyumao's size wasn't enough to keep all of my seed inside. The backflow of my cum stuck traveled along my shaft and dripped off my balls. Eventually I pulled away from him, freeing his mouth once more.

I carried him over to the bed and collapsed backwards on it so that he was on top. He rolled over to my side. Some more of my cum spilled out as my shaft exited his hole. Before he could roll too far, I pulled him in. Taking the hint, he threw an arm over my chest. We were just lying there in each other's embrace.

"So," I smiled as I turned my head to better see his face, "Like my present?"