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Giving One for the Team

By Danath

Characters © Baylith

Written during Freebies Vol. 86: Open Menu Edition

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DadBod Gym, home of the DadBod Powerlifting and Strength Competition Team, really lived up to its name. Even the patrons walking in from the parking lot sported thick bellies, broad shoulders, and wide stances, along with plenty of tight blue jeans, flannel shirts, and huge arms. Inside the 24-hour gym, patrons had the choice of a variety of equipment, most of it enlarged and strengthened to accommodate even the biggest workout enthusiasts. At the moment, a deep thumping echoed throughout the gym as a nearly nine foot tall grizzly bear ran on a treadmill, causing his huge gut to swing up and down with each lumbering movement.

In the free weights section, gym members grunted and growled as they pumped iron. Hard bars squeezed into plump, bulging pecs with each slow rep; thighs tensed and stretched as huge hips lowered in deep squats that forced huge packages to squeeze outwards in their gym shorts; barbells clanged off the padded floor as the hubbub of conversation increased with more gym members arriving for afternoon workouts.

There was a large locker room with showers, hot tub, and sauna, and everything was in fairly decent shape, making the gym an attractive choice for those of a certain size and persuasion, as well as those who lusted after them. Throughout the gym, much smaller males worked out alongside the enormous titans, often casting longing or envious glances at the powerbellies, biceps, and backsides of the huffing, sweating, grunting studs.

In a small meeting room at the back down the same hallway as the business offices, Baylith rested his chin on his fingers as he sat at a small table. Across from the enormous, eight-and-a-half foot tall muscular gray wolf sat two members of the powerlifting team.

Baylith looked every inch the gym leader and coach. A long white ponytail braided about three inches thick hung down from between his ears to past his hips, while even more white hair flowed along the sides of his massive head and neck, joining the ruff of deep, thick white fur coating his neck and shoulders. Almost like a lion's mane, it flowed down over his pecs, narrowing into a tip halfway between the two enormous slabs. His tight white t-shirt stretched so much that the neckline left all that exposed, while the sleeves rolled up so tight around his shoulders they covered nothing of the bulging biceps and arms currently bent and leaning on the table.

The logo of the gym distorted across the shirt as it stretched down around his pecs, outlining not only how thick and powerful the big male's chest was, but the immense squared-off nipple rings beneath. Easily six inches across, they squeezed down into his chest on both sides as the fabric pulled tight down his rippling abdomen. His sides bulged outwards, forcing the fabric up over the dozens of pounds of muscle lining every inch of his incredible, beefy figure. The white shirt pulled so tight that the gray color of his fur and the black color of his thick nipples were visible right through it.

Baylith's fluffy gray eyebrows squeezed together as he narrowed his gaze and steepled his fingers under his broad jaw. A white braid similar in girth to the one hanging from his backside hung from his chin, forming a beard from all the white fur surrounding his gray muzzle. It reached down to his pecs, and swayed side to side as he nodded his head and looked at each of the two teammates in turn.

"Sorry to say it, boys, but you didn't make the cut this time," Baylith grunted. "There's always next year."

On the left, a broad-shouldered black and white stallion nearly as tall as Baylith slumped into his chair.

"Ah, no way... I thought I was in this year for sure."

"It was close," Baylith said sympathetically.

On the right, a heavyset wolf with a broad, round powerlifter's stomach glanced up at Baylith.

"Uhh... so I'm off the team?"

"No, you're still part of the team, but now you're moving into a support role. You can talk about it later, but for now, what's most important is supporting the team that'll be going to competitions this season," Baylith said. "Ask Terry about it later - he was on the team a few years ago, but last year he was on the support squad."

The massive, muscular stallion's lips pulled back in a big grin as his eyes dropped down Baylith's broad chest, a sudden look of hunger crossing his long face.

"So what does the support squad do?" the wolf asked. As the team's rookie, it wasn't too shocking he didn't make the cut.

Baylith's muzzle curled into a grin as he stood up and shoved the table to the side with a paw. The younger wolf's eyes went wide as the immense gym owner's sagging shorts bounced off his thighs. The wolf's sac pulled down well past his knees before the fabric pulled back up along the underside of the massive testicles, hiding some of the huge wolf's powerful thighs and calves behind. Baylith's wide tail slowly wagged behind him as he turned towards the stallion, who was already getting to his feet and tugging off his shirt with increasing urgency.

"I think it's easier to show you," Baylith said, grinning as the stallion's powerful, hard belly squeezed into his own. "You can just sit there and... mmfff... watch for now, rook."

The stallion's muzzle turned to the side and pushed in close. Baylith's tongue shoved between the other big male's lips, and then their torsos ground together even closer, audibly rubbing and smooshing as their gym shorts dragged back and forth. Though the stallion wasn't small by any means, what with a thick flared length easily as long as his own arm and about as thick hanging down the leg of his shorts, but it was nothing compared to Baylith's immense size. The wolf grunted as the tip of his cock shoved upwards, dragging the waistband of the shorts away from his dimpled belly. Down at the base of the shaft, the sheath swelled rapidly as the wolf's thick knot filled in.

The stallion's fingers grabbed at Baylith's shirt, catching the bottom and dragging it up over the wolf's round musclegut and beefy pecs. The piercings in his nipples jiggled and bounced as the horse tugged the shirt up over them, and then they broke their deep makeout session for just a moment to pull it off over the wolf's head before their slick muzzles mashed back together. Baylith curled a paw around the stallion's wide, firm hip, pulling him in close so that their packages ground together again.

The rookie wolf sat in his chair, eyes wide and an eager "O" on his muzzle as his tail beat side to side behind him. He leaned forward, shuddering as his own gym shorts rapidly filled with an impressive arousal of his own - but again, nothing compared to Baylith. The big wolf's meaty arousal shoved down suddenly, sliding against the inside of the fabric, and pushed out of the leg, squeezing between the inner thigh to poke out. The fat pink crown dripped as the shaft filled out even more, still growing larger, harder, fatter, until the gym shorts around Baylith's hips tugged so firmly in all directions that even the thick medial ridge and finger-wide veins were outlined.

Strands of saliva fell between the two big muzzles, soaking into the white-furred treasure trail snaking down between Baylith's plump pecs and over the broad thickness of his huge powerbelly. The white hair spread around the base of his sheath, outlining the massive thickness, as the waistband of his shorts pulled lower and lower, exposing the dark, almost black skin tone of the lower half of his magnificently huge arousal.

"Hmmff... shame you didn't make it this year," Baylith grunted. His hips bumped forward against the stallion's large gut, squishing them together again.

"This is... hhannnff... almost as good!" the stallion groaned, eyes closing as he felt the wolf's paws wrap confidently around his hips, stroke down his chest, grab at his shoulders and biceps for a quick grope; every little touch made him harder and harder, especially when he felt the wolf's grip tighten on his backside.

Baylith's forearms tensed, causing the darker gray fur coating them to ripple with the tension. His biceps bulged outwards, squeezing into the sides of his pecs, as he ground forward, huffing and grunting. His huge length squeezed against the stallion, who pushed back as best he could against the more than six hundred pound wolf.

A large paw landed on the stallion's shoulder and shoved down. The tall horse dropped to his knees and grunted as the paw dragged his shoulder forward, making him faceplant into the enormous, swollen sac draping against the taut gym shorts. Without hesitating, and with increasingly fast panting breaths, the stallion grabbed the waistband of the wolf's shorts and tugged them out, then down around the huge, dark gray balls. The white treasure trail, deep and fluffy and thick, went right around the immense sheath and joined up underneath to continue down the middle of the huge balls, all the way down to the lowest part of the now freely-swinging orbs bouncing off his shins.

The massive pink and black two-toned arousal lurched upwards, sliding between the stallion's pecs. The horse moaned and leaned forward, both hands stretching out to rub across Baylith's firm powerbelly. The enormous length twitched and throbbed, still not yet fully grown despite being as long as one of Baylith's own legs. His muzzle curled into a sharp grin as he watched the stallion's tongue slide across his quivering cockflesh. By the time the stallion's fingers slipped from Baylith's belly to the sheath, the fat black-skinned knot at the base was pushing free of its tight, furry home. It slipped against the horse's palms as Baylith grunted and shuddered with growing need.

The stallion was fully erect, unlike Baylith, and already dripping. His fat, flared cock jerked up and down in his shorts, tugging at the leg as a drizzle of pre-cum rolled down the inside of his calf and over his wide hooves. The horse, despite being hundreds of pounds of pure, perfectly formed, layered muscle, acted like a colt in the even larger wolf's hands. The stallion's chest ground against the huge urethra as he slid up and down, wantonly shoving himself forward. Both of the horse's legs shoved against the wolf's huge sac, dimpling the huge roundness only a little despite the flexing of his wide thighs and calves. Belly and pecs rode the fat wolfcock, now rising at last to its full, incredible three foot length.

Baylith's head turned slightly, eyes pulling away from the sweaty, grunting stallion worshiping his titanic balls, towards the rock-hard wolf still sitting in the chair staring at the unfolding scene. Baylith's long tail wiggled as he dragged his huge knot side to side across the stallion's face, smearing the muscular dadbod pony from ears to lips, all without breaking eye contact with the other wolf.

"Hmmm... you've got promise, you know," Baylith grunted. "Maybe after this you'll understand what you have to do to get on the first team."

"Uhhh... hnngghhh..."

A pulse of clear pre-cum pumped through the front of the smaller wolf's bulging gym shorts. Every muscle in the dark brown male's shaggy body was tensing and relaxing rhythmically in time with Baylith's hips. He wanted to rush over and join in, but he knew to wait until coach told him to move, so all he could do was sit and watch as the massive wolf's round belly squeezed the biggest cock he'd ever seen into the plump, powerful pecs of the black and white spotted stallion. His paws moved along the outside of his stiff gym shorts as his tongue hung over his lips, eyes focusing on the scene below.

Baylith grinned and returned his own attention to the grunting and shuddering stallion, whose thick flare looked on the verge of orgasm as a steady flow of clear pre-cum washed across his hooves. The stallion's nostrils flared as he stuck the end of his muzzle and nose into Baylith's crotch, along the side of the sheath, and inhaled deeply. Baylith's knot shuddered into the stallion's pecs as the wolf's claws twitched. For a few long moments, the stallion could get his fill of musky wolf crotch, until a bulging, muscular gray arm reached out and snatched the tall horse by the base of his flicking tail.

There was an uncharacteristically high-pitched whinny from the big stallion as he found himself pulled head over heels, ending on his shoulders with his hips rolled up and the wolf's massive cock draping down his curved belly and chest, ending with the incredible head pulsing against his long cheeks. The equine's eyes squeezed shut as he pumped his hips, cock slapping wetly across his round belly as Baylith shredded his gym shorts and stuffed both paws around the stallion's exposed booty. Powerful fingers clenched, dimpling into the stallion's black hide, causing the white splotches across his hips and sides to distort. His high-pitched whinny rang out again, followed by a gasping cry as Baylith grinned and shifted a paw to the stallion's fat balls instead.

Ropes of pre-cum splattered over the horse's plump, huge pecs as the big wolf treated him more like a pony than a stallion. The wolf's paw tugged, earning some desperate wiggling that felt great against the throbbing length of wolfcock still draping down the upturned stallion's chest. When Baylith's hips pumped forward, the stallion's flare dragged down the thick center, making both huge, musclebound males growl and moan with pleasure.

Baylith's wrists slid back up the stallion's hips and thighs, dragging along his twitching calves, to grasp the horse at the ankles, above the wide hooves. Despite his size and musculature, Baylith held him easily, legs spread wide, as the big wolf's fangs emerged and his tongue spread across his lips. The stallion started groaning by the time the fat tip dripped its way back up his belly towards his upturned hips and spread cheeks, but his gasping, rasping cries really rang out when Baylith pulled the head down along the base of the horse's shaft before lodging it in place between the plump, hard glutes.

The stallion's whinnying amped up and his whole body flexed, an impressive display of ridged muscles lining his shoulders, deltoids, pecs, abs that showed even through the roundness of his gut... for a brief moment, Baylith reconsidered his team selection, but then the hungry stallion's hips clenched around the tip of his cock, and everything else was forgotten. Demonstrating just some of his true power, the enormous gray wolf's bulk shifted forward by more than a foot.

The stallion's voice cut off and his eyes snapped open. His jaws widened, but no sound came out. His fingers scrabbled upwards, sliding through the wolf's dense, thick coat of gray fur, grasping at the longer, fluffier fur creating the white treasure trail down his chest and belly, whatever he could reach as the huge weight crushed down into him, filling him with a huge length almost as thick as his own hips. The wolf's elbows bent, dragging the stallion's ankles with, and another foot sunk into the shocked stallion, leaving only a few inches of shaft and the huge knot free. A thick splurt of clear seed sprayed around the throbbing erection as the horse's eyes bulged again from the feeling of the warm filling, each pulse of pre as much as one of the stallion's entire ejaculations.

"Nnnfff... even... tighter than... last year!" Baylith groaned.

The wolf's nipple piercings bounced up and down as his whole body swayed forward. Each time his enormous log swung into the squirming stallion, a thick gush of pre forced its way back out, dousing his knot and lubing it over and over again. The wolf's lips pulled back in a lustful snarl as his huge belly ground down into the horse's, sandwiching the big, muscular pony's dick between them. Baylith's eyes closed as he felt the long, thick shaft and fat, wide flare grinding through his furry stomach and treasure trail before a warm pulsing spread across his pecs.

Yeah, not many could resist that, the big wolf thought.

With his hands still holding the stallion's legs nearly straight out to the sides, Baylith leaned back up, leaving the squirming horse to finish cumming across his own plump pecs. The wolf's hips pumped harder and faster, increasing in pace and rhythm until his huge knot slapped between the clenching glutes each time, bouncing the stallion hard across the floor. The whinnying started up again as the male's shaft sagged across his chest, still hard but spent...

And that's when he started to shrink. Baylith's fingers squeezed tighter as a look of bliss crossed his muzzle. Accompanied by the whinnying horse as his chest and belly deflated to the point the big wolf's length was revealed in outline shifting and sliding through, Baylith let out a deep growl and leaned further forward. Each thrust now stopped at the knot and held for a few moments before dragging back, almost to the tip, and roughly, unhesitatingly grinding back in. The stallion's body wriggled and writhed as his belly and chest deformed further and further around the invading mass, all while more pounds of hard-earned muscle melted from his shoulders, leaving them skinny and lithe. His thighs, too, and his sides. By the time Baylith's jaws snapped shut and his groaning ceased, a sure sign he was ready to fire his cannon, the wriggling stallion was no stallion at all, but a curvy and willowy little black and white ponyboy. High-pitched gasps erupted from the small male's muzzle as his legs kicked weakly in Baylith's fingers.

And for as much as the stallion lost, the wolf gained. Bigger and bigger yet the huge lupine body swelled, each ragged pant inflating his pecs and musclegut, his impossibly huge biceps and bulky neck. The wolf's hips jerked as his massive cock lifted the pony completely off the ground as he pulled on the flailing legs, keeping the small male nice and tight to his fat knot. The wolf growled again as he felt the horse wiggle and clench, and he struggled to ignore the desire to fully knot the cute little pony. If he did, he wouldn't be able to take care of the wolf for a few hours at least...

And speaking of the wolf. Baylith grinned wide, eager, confident. He turned his huge shoulders and swung his hips around, sending the moaning, bloated ponyboy flying off the fat tip recklessly. In a single massive stride, the giant mountain muscle grinned down at the smaller wolf.

"Ready to support the team, stud?"

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"So congratulations. You three will represent the gym at the competitions this season."

The three chosen competitors - a massive golden lion with a lush, full dark brown mane; a short but extremely wide and thick cougar; and a bobcat with similar proportions.

"Looks like I got a feline team this year," Baylith continued. "Nieve, glad to have you back as the captain. Make sure you show these two the ropes."

"You got it," the lion said, grinning widely as he relaxed in his chair. The other two were first-timers, but both cougar and bobcat showed quite a lot of potential - and bulges, as they stared at the jacked-up gym owner.

Baylith was massive, several feet taller than normal, with hundreds of pounds of additional muscle packed onto his already powerful frame. His huge belly contained most of it, along with his pecs and biceps, though there was hardly any part of him that hadn't grown from all the power taken from the support team.

"Well, let's get you three into uniform, then," Baylith said. "Starting with the team captain, I think."

The lion's eyes widened when he realized he was first in line, but didn't have time to say anything before the wolf's enormous paws dragged him close, knocking the same table as before out of the way with a gentle prod of his toe. The conference room still stank of sex, though aside from the wet floor there was no sign of the horse or wolf from the support team.

Baylith was too big and too horny to worry about things like foreplay at this point. The massive daddy wolf towered over the lion, leering down at him from above the mountains of pecmeat swelling from his chest. His huge muscle gut bumped forward, and Nieve had to wrap an arm around the base of the half-hard wolfshaft below to avoid being knocked over entirely.

Then Baylith's paws scooped him up and dragged his hips down against the tip of the upright cock. The bobcat and cougar watched with stunned expressions as they realized the gigantic wolf was deadlifting the biggest member of their team as if he weighed nothing at all. Veins creased through the giant gray wolf's pelt as a lewd snarl and drool came from his quivering lips. From zero to a hundred, unable to hold back and unwilling to try, Baylith's claws gripped the muscular lion's hips and tugged him down.

Despite the size of Nieve's more than respectably muscular golden-furred body, the lion's large muscle-gut distended outwards before curving back in, showing the ridge of wolfmeat traveling within. Baylith's paws crushed in around the lion's sides, digging into his ribs and shoulders, wrapping up in the long fur and hair making up his silky mane, all to get a tighter grip as his massive arousal tried to pop the smaller muscle-male off. Guttural moans filled the room as Baylith dropped to his knees, spreading them to either side of his engorged black-furred sac. The white strip of treasure trail fur splayed outwards as his huge knot smacked off the lion's backside, smooshing down into the iron glutes like they were as soft as a sponge.

Nieve's eyes bulged and his tongue curled out of his open muzzle as the wolf's paws adjusted, wrapping around his arms and pinning them down to his sides. The huge knot squeezed in harder, and the big cat tail shot straight out and stayed there when he realized what the wolf intended. His legs kicked, muscular thighs weak in the wolf's grasp, and could only roar as the wolf's huge erection distended his belly and chest further.

"C'mon... don't give up... you can... do... it!" Baylith growled, eyes opening and flashing as he thrust forward. "Take the knot... team captain!"

The lion's muscle gut quivered and bounced as the wolf's paws dragged him down, and then, he did just as Baylith intended, though only because of how hard the bigger, more muscular gym owner humped his clenching backside. Nieve's head tipped back suddenly as the knot plunged in, and the lion's muzzle opened again, this time from something other than shock. The huge pink tip of Baylith's enormous cock pumped right through the lion's throat, stretching it and the feline's muzzle in every direction as half a foot shot a rope of pre-cum into the air.

The lion's knees trembled as the wolf's paws crushed his hips down right to the root, pushing the fluffy, fat sheath between Baylith's thighs.

"Oooooh, fuuck, that's it, team captain!" Baylith grunted, sounding a little more like a coach as he pounded his hips forward again, jerking the huge knot back and forth. "You've got it!"

The lion's cock erupted, then fired off on top of itself when Baylith's muzzle dropped down and closed around the tip of his own huge length. The wolf's tongue shoved down the side of his own fat arousal, into the lion's stretched jaws, and added to the tightness Nieve felt as the immense wolf sleeved him properly.

Bouncing, pumping, thrusting, clenching, Nieve did everything and anything as the wild pleasure of the wolf's titanic arousal swept through him. His own length drenched them both in seed, erupting over and over as Baylith's shaft crammed in tight, forcing the wolf's own neck to bulge with his length, before Nieve's shoulders flexed and his body jerked straight.

The tip of Baylith's maleness fired a wrist-thick cannon blast from Nieve's open lips before the wolf grabbed his jaws and squeezed them shut in one paw.

Nieve's eyes bulged and his cheeks bloated, but he had no other choice than to start swallowing around the entire buried length inside of him, what with both nostrils and muzzle clamped down by a huge gray paw. Within a few pulses, the lion's belly, already fat and round with muscle, grew softer and spongier with an overwhelming amount of potent wolf seed. Baylith's howl rang through the room as he bounced the sleeved lion, massaging and milking his oversized maleness until the gurgling lion's body began to grow, absorbing the excess size and power Baylith 'borrowed' from the support team earlier. Soon, he didn't need to clamp shut Nieve's muzzle - the golden-furred musclelion was growing big enough to properly surround his coach's enormous cock.

And more muscle meant, for Baylith at least, even more pleasure, because the lion's hips clenched even more firmly around his knot, setting up a vicious cycle of growth, seeding, growth, and reseeding, until Nieve's sloppy muzzle bounced wildly and Baylith's glazed expression matched the lion's. By the end of it, Nieve's feline form was taller, fuller, wider, adding inches upon inches in all directions, though how much was leftover wolf spooge and how much was actual growth wouldn't be known until later.

Baylith grinned ferociously and stretched out his paw as the lion lay on his side, both paws on his round golden belly, drooling and twitching in the afterglow. With his knot still plugged inside, Baylith swung his palm down, delivering a mighty spanking to the thick, hard rump cheeks. At the same time, he pulled backwards, grinding his knot back out of the clenching hole.

Nieve's cock fired like it was the first time. The lion's roar made the floor rumble as his pecs stretched and his belly jostled. His toes curled up and his claws scratched across the floor, while Baylith's enormous length dragged free and let loose a few sloppy ropes of cum across the gasping lion's sides and back.

"Phew! A coach's duty is never done, I guess," the still massively overgrown wolf grunted as he grinned down at the messy, stretched, leaking lion, before turning his gaze back towards the two new recruits. "Now, which one of you wants to go first? Since you're new, you can use the handlebars to make it easier."

The wolf grinned as he flicked one of the rings piercing his fat black nips, then licked his lips and advanced. The huge pink-tipped cock led the way, still dripping seed as the bobcat and cougar stared with lust and fascination. Baylith grunted when both decided to play at once, and wrapped their arms simultaneously around his huge balls. It was going to be a very long night of training these two, he could tell...

The end