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The door to Thomas Green's apartment swung wide open as he and his roommate, Cuon, plodded through. Having just come home from a night out at a restaurant, the two of them were sluggish and wanted nothing more to do but relax. The black-and-green-furred dragon-fox hybrid yawned, plopping himself lengthwise on the couch. "Man, I'm beat." He rubbed his eyes, his exhaustion palpable.

"I'll say." Cuon kicked the door shut behind him. "To think, a few years ago I could stay up the whole night no problem, and now I'm dragging my ass at ten."

"Right? Who knew aging hit people that hard?" Green yawned. "Doesn't help that they schedule classes literally first thing in the fucking morning."

Cuon stretched his two sets of arms in multiple directions - his top pair reaching above his head, while his bottom pair spread out below the belt. "If at the very least we were able to start at ten in the morning, then it wouldn't be so bad. But seven? That's just sadistic. Everyone's dragging their feet at that ungodly hour."

"Oh, but it's good to wake up while it's still dark outside, actually! You know, it builds character or whatever old people say." Green chuckled before stifling another yawn. "Didn't help that I ate so much tonight. I'm struggling to keep my eyes open right now."

Cuon had to laugh. "Uh, you ate two plates before calling it quits. I totally thought you were gonna go to town on that buffet."

"Hey, I might be kinda big, but that doesn't mean that my stomach is."

"You've got muscle mass on you, it needs to be fed." Cuon grinned, his sumptuous upper set of arms crossing along his defined chest. "You gotta eat big to get big, right?"

Green forced air out of his nostrils, enjoying the thought of that. "If that was actually how it worked, then I'd do nothing but eat when I have the time. It'd beat the hell out of working out, that's for sure. I'd do nothing but gain!"

"There wouldn't be enough food in the world to sustain you after a while." Cuon snickered. While he dug the idea, it did raise an important question in his mind. "So, how come you don't actually go to the gym then? You bought all the supplements and protein shake stuff, but you haven't touched any of it in ages!"

"Eh, right now, school's kinda kicking my ass a little. There just happened to be a bunch of projects that all popped up at once, and I gotta make sure I'm on top of my game so that I can actually still study here." The overwhelming amount of schoolwork that needed to be finished compelled Green to sigh. "How big I am right now and how big I want my body to be is a hell of a jump, but honestly, if I was bigger, I'd absolutely go. I could just zone out, do my thing at the gym, and end up pumped as hell and feeling good before hitting classes."

Cuon cocked his head. "And you can't do that now?"

"Like I said, it's a bit of a hurdle to get there." Green shifted into a sitting position, feeling like he was getting too comfortable laying down. "I'd be too inclined to try and get results as fast as I could, and I know that I'd end up staying longer than I can afford to in order to accomplish that. I just need some of my time back and I'll be good to get swole." He failed to stifle this yawn. "But if I actually do somehow get way bigger before that point in time? Then hell yeah, I wouldn't need much to max out everything there!"

That perked up Cuon's ears. "Oh, that's pretty huge!"

Green laughed, feeling like the answer was obvious. "Hey, you know me!"

"Yeah, I do, and I can't say I'm not surprised." Cuon leaned on the recliner in front of him. His twin shafts chubbed up at the thought of a mega-sized drox, tightening the legs of his pants with obscene bulges as he pressed them into the back of the seat. "I bet you'd make that kinda size look good."

"Flattery will get you everywhere with me." Feeling the urge to hit the hay, Green stood up, only to abruptly feel the pangs of hunger rumble through his stomach. "Ah, maybe you were right after all. I should honestly load up as much as I can when I eat out at buffets."

"I've got something you can eat out instead." A lewd grin contorted Cuon's mouth, his two cocks as erect as possible. It hadn't shown through yet, but his boxers had begun to stain with preseed.

Green responded with his own lascivious smirk. "Let's save that for tomorrow." He chuckled, turning his head in the direction of the kitchenette. "Alright, I'm gonna fix me something to eat before I sleep. I'll meet you in bed."

***

As much as Cuon wanted to drift off to sleep, the conversation that he'd just had with the drox kept his blood pumping enough to force him to stay awake. The thought of his friend getting huge was amusing, although incredibly enticing at the same time. He at least knew that the other man already had a decent enough base to work with from when he used to regularly exercise. But still...

"Man, I _wish_he got bigger somehow. That'd be hot as fuck." The idea was still fresh in his head, causing a hand to involuntarily slip below the covers to stroke at his rock-hard endowments. That was until he heard the telltale footsteps of his roommate coming down the hall.

"Okay, that hit the spot." Green rounded the corner of the doorway as he entered the room, lifting the sheets on the bed before unceremoniously flopping onto the mattress. "Night, dude." His half-asleep state caused him to slur his words.

The pair of them shared a double-king-sized bed, yet it was times like this that made their rather large living quarters feel particularly intimate. As much as he wanted to join the drox in slumber, he wasn't getting to sleep in his condition. With a sigh, he rolled out of bed and ambled to the conjoined washroom; at least there he could take care of his needs in peace.

***

Radiant sunlight shone in rays through the bedroom window, the normally-drawn curtains open enough to let them through and land directly on Cuon's face. He stirred, the light interrupting his sleep. A groan escaped his throat as he flipped himself away from the sun beams. He knew that wakefulness was inevitable, but he wanted at least a couple more minutes of rest, clearly having a wonderful dream if his throbbing shafts were any indication.

He wasn't about to get any peace as an escalating series of grunts came from somewhere around him. Blearily, he rubbed his eyes, hoping to see where the disturbance originated from.

That was all that it took for Cuon to feel the urge to rise. He yawned profusely as he attempted to push himself up, needing all four of his hands to help with the act. Consciousness had barely returned to him by the time that he was sitting up, stretching his multi-limbs in different directions before each hand selected a different spot to scratch himself.

It was only then that he registered the racket again, though now awake enough to understand what it was. His roommate was in the midst of his morning routine, which included jerking off in the shower. He didn't care as he also did it. It felt funny that he ended his day by blowing his load, while the drox started his in the same way. What piqued his curiosity was that the drox sounded different somehow, as if more impassioned than usual. Maybe he was just that pent up?

Green groaned aloud, the warm water cascading down his form as he stroked his turgid member, any precum spurting out from the tip getting almost instantly washed down the drain. He couldn't remember the last time that he'd been this painfully erect; he felt like he hadn't cum in ages.

Like a clock pendulum, his green-furred testicles swung in the open air with every jerk of his hand. They ached for release. It was as if they'd swollen with seed produced over the course of many dry months, yet his last orgasm was literally the day before. The extraordinary pressure only made him want to blow his load that much harder.

More and more he pumped his shaft, the stimulation electrifying his nerves and inducing tension in his well-defined musculature. He groaned in delight as his fingers stroked the sensitive cockflesh. The intensifying arousal welling up inside of him pushed him closer to the edge, his balls so full with cum that his hips bucked in sync with his hand in order to help reach climax faster.

A couple more bobs of his hand was all that was needed for Green's pace to slow to a crawl. With a long moan, his dam burst wide open, shooting out a few sticky ropes of spunk against the glass door, lost in the throes of orgasm. It was over nearly as soon as it started, but somehow cumming seemed better this time than it normally did. He was thoroughly spent and feeling really good, if not a bit hot. Best turn down the temperature of the water a bit.

Unbeknownst to him, it wasn't the water that made him feel warm. Indeed, it was as if his very soul emanated heat, spreading across his body as it dispersed into his limbs. He didn't notice it at all, but the warmness served a purpose - it heralded growth throughout his form the likes of which had never been seen before.

It was slight at first - an inch added onto a bicep here, another added onto a thigh there - but every little addition began to rapidly amass onto Green's physique. He didn't notice how his pectorals rounded out a bit more, or how his back felt tighter and weightier, heaving with every breath as dense musculature piled on. Exhaustion caused him to miss any changes happening to him, but he at least knew that he felt damn good!

His legs followed suit, plumping up with delicious bulk that only enhanced the brawny musculature that he'd started with. As his biceps thickened, so too did his quads, rippling with beef that he didn't previously possess. He instinctively shifted his stance to allow his thighs to have more room without mentally noticing.

Then there was his cock which, while impressive in its own right, thickened up in his grasp as he'd stroked himself to climax. Accompanying that were testosterone factories, fattened up to the point that oranges looked small, and blasting off more seed than he'd ever done previously in his life. That, above anything else, was something that he should've noticed, but the sheer pleasure shooting through his nervous system blinded him to any and all changes.

Green grew a bit taller in the process - not enough to make it immediately noticeable to him - but his body far surpassed any height gains made by becoming wider and thicker than ever before. In the span of a few moments, he went from looking like he worked out enough to keep himself in pretty-good shape, to resembling any of the competitive bodybuilders that practically lived at the local iron pit. Had the shower been shallow enough for him to become wedged between the wall and the glass panel to his sides, he'd have acknowledged his instantaneous expansion right away.

Cuon, on the other hand, was completely aware of what was going on, as while the drox's total focus was on getting himself off, it made him oblivious to the fact that the translucent glass shower displayed his actions to his roommate.

The impossible sight of the other man growing from seemingly nothing forced a stream of air out of the collie's nostrils. Instantly his brain went into overdrive, doing its damndest to process the impromptu growth presentation that he'd just witnessed. It was as if his wish had somehow come true.

"Wait..." Cuon's eyes bugged out wide as the through passed through his head. That couldn't be the case, right? That's not a thing that happens to people. He couldn't have grown his friend from wishing about it.

And yet, the proof was undeniable. Somehow, someway, the drox had tripled in size, blimping up as if his muscles had been connected to an air compressor. The utter width that he now possessed was incredible, easily becoming one of the biggest - if not the outright biggest - men that he'd ever seen. His twin shafts had sprung to life at the mere thought that his roomie exploded in size without even trying to do so.

It appeared that Green hadn't even noticed it either, as he exited the shower in exactly the same manner as he normally did. He yawned profusely as he toweled himself off, his hands not detecting anything different thanks to his tired brain. It was business as usual for him.

He looked through the open door to the collie lying on the bed, chuckling as he'd already caught the other man's attention. "I'm about finished here. You'll be able to do your stuff soon." He failed to notice how much his traps had tensed up from simply twisting his head around.

"Take all the time you need, I don't mind." Cuon smirked, though shifting himself around in the bed so as to hide how incredibly erect he'd gotten. He couldn't help his cocks from drooling preseed at the sight of the bulging drox.

The gears in his head barely moving, Green didn't notice that the arm that he was in the midst of toweling off was three times as round as it used to be, wicking water off of dozens of pounds of sumptuous bulk that he never used to have. His mind had other priorities at the moment. "Oh, you have an idea of what we could do for dinner tonight?"

"Well, we haven't had beef in a while." The hint that Cuon gave was subtle, but obvious to anyone looking in at the situation from the outside.

"Oh yeah, that's true." Green moved from his arms to his heavy torso, wiping his fur as dry as he could make it while failing to recognize anything out of the ordinary. "Had anything in mind for breakfast this morning?" His hand contoured around his cobblestone abs as he made his way to his prodigious cock, still not perceiving anything weird.

Cuon's wry grin stretched further the longer that he watched the oblivious drox in front of him. "Mmm, I was thinking sausage." He had to fight the urge to hump into the mattress; he didn't want his arousal to be the clue that tipped his roommate off.

"Someone's in a pretty meaty mood today." Green chuckled. Content with how dry he'd made his fur, he wrapped the towel around his waist, the outline of his flaccid prick still visible. He stifled another yawn as he walked out into the bedroom, only for his eyes to bulge out wide as saucers when his shoulders stopped him from even making it through the bathroom doorway, slamming against it instead.

"Yeah, for good reason." Cuon's mouth contorted into a lascivious smile, his dual poles leaking a steady stream of pre.

Not a single sound left Green's mouth despite his jaw dropping in total surprise. It was only then that he realized his massive increase in bulk, his gaze flicking between his gorgeous physique and the dog on the bed. "What the..." His hands roamed around his bulky form as his brain required him to confirm that, yes, this was in fact his actual body.

Seeing the drox fondle his added bulk captivated Cuon, who wished that he could've been the one to do the deed instead. He watched with intent, mentally salivating over his friend's broad frame. "Need a hand with that?"

"Uh..." The reality of the situation hit Green like a ton of bricks. Words failed him as he cupped his now-bulky pectorals, weighty slabs of beef that heaved with every breath that he took. It drew his gaze to his biceps, relatively impressive before he hit the shower, but now the jewel in the crown that was his awe-inspiring arms with the way that they bulged like an overstuffed toy with a simple flex. All of the incidental tensing aroused the dog further.

While still defined when he was smaller, his abs had thickened into bricks stacked into the only wall that the collie would willingly run his tongue over. They complemented his broad lats in illustrating how wide he'd grown beyond the realm of what the average person would deem possible. If doorframes still put up a fight, then at least his clothing would cry out for mercy without question.

His astonishment at his unbelievable changes caused his hand to knock the towel off of his waist, exposing his lower half to the other canine. So much size was crammed into every one of his parts that space was a commodity that he could barely afford. Quads that could crush watermelons rippled each time that he took a step, brushing against a cock that rivaled the girth of both of his roommate's twin spires.

Green let go of the breath that he didn't realize that he was holding onto. "I swear I was smaller when I woke up this morning..." His bewildered expression belied his curiosity, though the subsequent groping of his chest spoke volumes to the dog still on the bed. "Was I like this in the shower too? I can't recall when this happened!"

"Really, dude?" Cuon's grin stretched from ear-to-ear. "Only you could towel yourself off and not notice how massive you suddenly got, I swear."

"Uh, I..." Drawing a blank as to how he failed to catch anything that felt strange to him, Green racked his brain, only to come up empty-handed as the gears in his head ground to a halt. "My mind must've been on autopilot or something."

"Clearly."

It was then that Green spotted movement underneath the comforter -vigourous, but still contained. What gave away the identity of the mystery object was that he could just barely make out that it was actually two distinct, but similarly-shaped, masses moving beneath the sheets, and that they were crotch-level to the canine. "Oh, would you look at that. Someone's enjoying the show."

"What, you thought I wouldn't?" Cuon's smirk couldn't be cheekier if he tried. "You're not upset with all the added beef, are you?"

Green's laugh boomed throughout the room. "Oh god no, this is exactly the kind of body I wanted! I'm just..." He struggled to find the words to accurately describe his feelings. "You know, understandably shocked that it happened for no reason." He shrugged his cannonball-like shoulders.

Cuon had to chuckle at the drox's cluelessness, not that he had concrete evidence himself. "So, what do you got planned for the day?"

Needing to fit through doorways sideways sent a bolt of arousal shooting through Green's nerves, feeling his member chub up and hit the door as he passed it by. The sheer heaviness of his body thrilled him to his core. "Doesn't matter what I had planned before, I know what I wanna do now!" He slowly struck various poses, watching his different muscle groups react to every movement.

"Not even going to school?" Cuon quirked a brow.

"Actually, today's my day off. I can do whatever I want without missing a thing." Green flashed the dog a mischievous smile.

Cuon liked the sound of that. "Ooh, we're hitting the gym today, are we?"

That question gave Green pause. "Well, I was planning on it. I didn't think you had the time to come with."

"Eh, all I've got today is review for a class I'm already acing. I got loads of time."

"I guess that settles it then." Rooting through his dresser to find something to wear was an automatic process in Green's morning routine. Without thinking, he grabbed a T-shirt out of the middle drawer and slid it over his head, only to stop when the sleeves simply wouldn't slip over his swollen forearms. The revelation of his utter enormity sent shivers of pleasure racing up his spine, stimulating his arms enough to shred through the shirt with an errant flex. The fabric fell to the ground in tatters. While the thought of not being able to fit into the clothing that he owned saddened him a tad, the knowledge that he'd well surpassed his former physique fired him up like nothing else. "Nice. I could get used to this."

Having seen the drox's mighty performance, Cuon couldn't control himself any longer and shot his load between the bedsheets, his twin shafts firing off a few spurts of colliebatter. He breathed a sigh of relief that his libido had been sated, but grumbled when he realized that the sheets needed to be washed now. Still, seeing his roomie built like a brick shithouse was entirely worth the extra work.

Knowing that he couldn't leave the house exposed to the world, Green rummaged through his dresser to see if there was anything that could still fit him. It took a solid minute before he located both a muscle shirt bought with the sole intention of growing into, as well as a pair of basketball shorts that he'd bought a couple sizes too large by accident. But now? Both of them strained to stay in one piece, leaving nothing to the imagination as each garment struggled to cover even a third of what they were meant to. His thickened salami jumped at the thought that conventional attire could no longer fit him. With a confident aura, he strode back over to the dog on the bed, a wry grin plastered on his face. "How do I look?"

As much as Cuon wanted to verbally drool over the drox, another thought jumped to the front of his mind instead. "You look like some twink who deliberately wore revealing clothes." His roommate's cock pulsed in the basket of those shorts, with him thinking it would slip out at some point.

"Hey, if I actually looked like that at some point in my life, then those days are long behind me." Green pulled his hands in front of him, pumping up his chest and arms beyond what even contemporary bodybuilders would think was feasible. "Nobody would mistake me for a twink now!"

"Maybe there'll be someone bigger there." Cuon had a feeling that there wouldn't be given the nature of the school gym's clientele, but he _desperately_wanted to see how the drox stacked up against all of the others.

The idea enticed Green; he hoped that was the case. "Yeah, maybe, but we'll see how long that lasts." His arms fell to the side as he strode over to the door, his smirk returning when he saw how little clearance that he was afforded trying to fit through the bedroom doorway shoulder-first. It was only a matter of time before he was too big to even do that. "Now get your ass moving and cleaned up, I wanna get going soon."

"You don't have to tell me twice!" Cuon watched the drox amble down the hallway towards the kitchen, broad ass cheeks flexing with every step. Just that mere sight alone caused him to chub up again, although this time he felt it best if he took care of any urges in the shower. He'd make sure to throw the bedsheets in the wash before they left.

Green, meanwhile, felt a bit peckish, no doubt his newly-gained musculature demanding nourishment to remain on his densely-packed frame. He'd oblige, of course, as there wasn't anything that he'd want less than to lose his delicious bulk.

That being said, he didn't particularly feel like cooking a giant meal for himself at the moment considering how little time he had to prepare something, so he needed to think of a way to both satiate his hunger and hit his new minimum caloric intake. What to do, what to do...

And then it hit him. "Ooh, where did I put all that stuff?" He scoured through the cupboards with purpose, closing each of them after a few, brief seconds of perusing them. It was only when he searched through the pantry that he found what he was looking for - his protein powder and supplements.

With eagerness compelling his every move, Green cleared the countertop for his shake supplies, only to realize that he hadn't done this in a little bit. "Oh fuck, lemme see..." Everything looked familiar, except that he couldn't remember what the exact amounts of each were meant to go in each drink. Oh well, he'd eyeball it.

Once he got in the rhythm of making the shake, it was like everything had flooded back into his brain. He made a glass of the stuff like he normally did and downed it in record time. It was exactly how he remembered it to be, except that... it didn't feel like enough anymore, which was accurate because he was several times the drox that he used to be. As his body had scaled up, so must his diet.

He eyed the blender standing in the corner of the kitchen nearest to the fridge, thinking it to be perfect in this application. Gleefully, he dumped what must've been several pounds of both powder and supplement into the jar along with milk for the base, thankful that the pair of them had the foresight to grab a larger model. It proved to be the correct decision as his industrial-sized shake had been mixed in a matter of seconds.

Green consumed like the shake like he did before, not even stopping to take a breath despite it being an entire litre of the stuff; his bulging muscles demanded sustenance. He let out a sigh of contentment when finished, but still felt unsated. The sheer amount of drink that he needed to guzzle down both astounded and aroused him.

It was during the making of his second blender shake that his roommate had plodded out into the kitchen, freshly showered and ready to head out. "Oh, that was quick!" He scoffed, not expecting the dog to appear for another few minutes at the very least. "You gonna have something before we leave?"

"Something small, maybe." Cuon eyed the liquid in the blender, whistling at the sheer volume of liquid in the jar. "Holy shit, you're gonna drink all of that?"

"This isn't even the first shake I made this morning." Green winked before downing the entire contents of the blender. Only then did he actually feel full, stifling a belch when he'd finished. He set his sights on the collie, who was munching on a granola bar "Well, who knows. If whatever happened to me occurs to you as well, you'd have to bulk up on shakes with me. Don't worry, I'd share."

Cuon had to laugh; wouldn't that be something? "Mmm, I think it's best if we get used to your size for now. Last thing we want is to outgrow our pad."

"Is it really, though?" Green gave the dog a knowing glance.

Cuon grinned. "Considering how much I love using the internet, I'd be a bit devastated if I grew too large to use my computer. Although, growing bigger than an apartment complex would be pretty hot, if I do say so myself."

The thought pushed all of Green's buttons, who felt his pupmaker come to life in its fabric prison. "You're gonna make me bust out of my shorts with that kinda talk."

"Maybe that's the goal." The sly twinkle in Cuon's eyes accurately described his lust-filled feelings towards the drox. "You know me, right?" He crossed both sets of arms over his defined chest.

That was something that Green absolutely didn't mind, but he still played along. "And ruin the only garment that can keep me decent? For shame, you naughty pup."

That caught Cuon off-guard. "Only garment?" The gears in his head spun at a rapid pace as he reflected on his roomie's statement. "So, does that mean you've got nothing else on under there?"

Green shrugged. "I mean, what else could fit me? My sets of boxers and briefs are both too small for me now; my cock would just punch right through any of them!"

"Sounds like we've got something to do when we get home later." Imagining the carnage of shredded material strewn across the ground fanned the flames of Cuon's arousal. "I'll record it so you can watch it whenever you want."

Green's expression grew lascivious from the mere thought alone, conjuring up images of demolishing his entire wardrobe one garment after the other until nothing remained of them but fabric confetti piled at his feet. In the long run it would pose a problem that he didn't have anything to clothe himself in, but since he couldn't wear anything that he owned anyway? Fuck yeah, that'd be hot. "It's a date."

***

The jam-packed parking lot unfortunately foretold the crowded state of the iron pit to the two friends. They were still able to sign-in no problem, but the busy nature of the gym floor didn't look promising in the slightest. Even getting to the locker room was a bit of a hassle.

"Jeez, it's like the entire world is here." Cuon pursed his lips as he scanned the gym floor, a tad annoyed at how little room there was. He hadn't been to a gym nearly as much as he'd thought he should've, but the times that he'd gone were _never_as congested as this.

Green, on the other hand, rolled his eyes as he walked past the people swarming the various machines. "That's freshies for ya."

Cuon's luscious, white-furred mane swished as he whipped his head in the direction of the drox. "You can tell?"

"Do you see all these people chatting it up like this place is a social club instead of actually exercising? It's too obvious that they're new and only here because all their friends wanted to try it, with none of them having a plan going in." Green pointed out before then gesturing to a sparser, but physically larger, group of people. "But those guys over there? Those are the regulars - dedicated to the craft while having quiet conversations so as to not disturb the other patrons."

Cuon regarded his roommate's expertise on the matter, stroking his chin as he flicked his gaze between the two groups. "Oh yeah, now that you point it out..."

"Give it another month or two and all the newbies will clear out because they're bored and have moved onto the next thing. It happens every year." Green paid the first-years no mind as he led the collie into the locker room. In complete contrast to the mob of people out on the gym floor, the lockers seemed relatively clear of any of the riff-raff. Finding one with no lock on it was still a bit of a hassle, but it was doable at the very least. "You need me to wait for you at all?" He eyed the dog beside him.

"Nah, I'm good to go as is." A water bottle was the only thing that Cuon grabbed before shutting his locker. Even with how loose-fitting his shirt and shorts were, he still filled them out fairly well. Not to the absurd degree of his roomie, of course, but it was impressive nonetheless.

The face wasn't lost on Green, who eyed the canine with intent. "Alright, let's see what, if anything, is available out there." Just as he expected, the floor was packed, leading him to sigh wistfully as he observed people not even using the equipment to its fullest potential. He might not have been the most committed of gym goers, but he had somewhat more of a clue of how all those machines worked than the freshmen did.

"Hey, how about over there?" Cuon spotted an empty bench in the free-weight area to his total amazement.

Green, too, felt stunned that the space seemed devoid of activity, especially when it came to the bench press! "Ooh, good eye!" He made his way over, still feeling how the material of his clothes bunched up as he walked. It took a second for him to ponder what the best approach to start was, only then remembering what his max rep weight was back when he regularly used the service. "Give me a hand real quick."

Cuon obliged, hefting the weights onto the barbell and clamping them in place once ready. He mentally tallied all of the masses together, his eyes going wide as he whistled. "Damn, that amount is nothing to sniff at! You lifted that?"

"Not regularly; this is just the most weight I was able to lift in a single rep." Taking his place on the bench, Green took a moment to get comfortable before settling into his most natural position. He took a deep breath to steady his nerves and pushed the weight, his eyes nearly bulging out of his head when his arms extended straight up in the air in a fraction of a second. While he knew that the weight would be easier to hoist, he didn't imagine that it'd be that_effortless! As if to demonstrate how little the load mattered to his now-massive size, he switched to only using one hand and _still didn't feel anything. "Alright, I should've seen that coming."

There wasn't anything that Cuon could do to stop the dual boners in his shorts from plumping up, though he was grateful that the fabric was baggy enough to obscure it from sight. He gulped as his arousal swelled. "Well, I suppose it makes sense that you gotta push yourself harder now."

"Yeah, but... shit, I didn't think it'd be by that much!" Green laughed as he righted himself. He let himself have a moment to contemplate what would be a more appropriate load for a stud his size to heft before adjusting the weights on either side of the bar. The total mass was heavier than he'd ever personally seen someone try, but it felt right to him that he'd need a weight that substantial in order to feel any resistance.

Cuon watched with bated breath as the drox moved back into position under the bar, his four hands gripping onto one another in anticipation. His heart beat faster the longer that time dragged on. Every shift of his roomie's hands made his impatience all the more palpable until he watched in utter delight as the barbell had been successfully hoisted into the air with relative ease. The awesome display chubbed his endowments up into a tent, though he couldn't tell if that was to his delight or chagrin.

A smile lit up Green's face as he held the barbell in his hands. "Yeah, that's exactly what I was looking for." He kept it suspended for a few seconds before letting it dip down and repeating the motion, his arms actually feeling a burn from the motion. "This is perfect!"

Air got forced out from Cuon's nose as the drox continued to lift the weight, noting that it was as if his roommate was heaving a motorcycle into the air. His libido skyrocketed the longer that he watched; he wanted more. A mischievous thought then pushed its way to the front of his brain. "Okay, that's pretty good," he smirked, "but I think you can do better."

"Better?" Green grunted as he let the bar down onto its rests. "What do you mean?"

"Well, just look at you! Who else around here is as monstrously thick as you are?!" The gears in Cuon's head spun fast as he followed his plan to a T. "You have all the time in the world to exercise however much you want to, so why don't you see how far you can push yourself? You know, finding out what your one-rep max is now."

While he hadn't thought of that idea, Green didn't seem to mind it in the slightest. "You know what, I hadn't considered that. I'll try it."

Cuon felt like a kid waiting for his favourite program to start as he watched the drox adjust the weights. It was only then that he caught himself stroking his twin pupmakers through his shorts, but a quick look around told him that no one had paid him any attention. It seemed like his mind and body were on the same page right now.

"There!" Green couldn't help but chuckle as he tightened the weights. Were this any other visit to the gym, he'd have thought someone lifting a weight equivalent to a small car to be positively preposterous. But now? It didn't seem out of the realm of possibility. With eager anticipation, he plopped his chiseled back onto the bench for a third time and positioned his hands accordingly to begin his rep.

While the lift wasn't anywhere near as immediate as the previous ones, Cuon still couldn't believe that the drox was able to heave a load that immense! His roommate was a tank, no doubt, and the sight only put naughtier thoughts into his head. He grinned.

The weight was the heaviest that Green had hoisted thus far, that's for sure, but even in spite of that he still felt that he could keep going. "Damn..." He snorted his disapproval. "I guess this isn't my max since I can do more than one rep." Regardless of the fact that he hadn't discovered his new maximum weight yet, the urge to continue welled up inside of him, and he'd have actually completed a set without stopping had he not felt something brush up against his protruding bulge.

Cuon snickered when he heard the drox gasp from his mere touch alone. He couldn't help himself! The way that his friend's package jutted out between those splayed tree-trunk legs was far too tempting to ignore, and he had to see what it was like up close. The scent wafting from the shorts was nothing less than divine.

Green, on the other hand, felt like this was the absolute worst time to receive that kind of attention! If he were doing literally anything else, he wouldn't have cared, but the dog's delicate ministrations on his junk made the load in his hands all the more challenging to keep suspended in the air. It took everything that he had inside of him to pilot the bar back onto the rests before he ended up hurting himself.

The pulsing rhythm of the drox's heart beat was felt in his balls as Cuon cupped them with all four of his hands, feeling them throb from his touch. It blinded him to the rest of the activity in the gym, which meant that he was caught entirely off-guard by being lifted off of his feet without any prior warning.

An unimpressed look adorned Green's face, who simply gazed at the nervous demeanour of his roommate. "Having fun, are we?" His eyes drifted to the canine's erect poles, not expecting anything else.

"Heh, a bit, yeah." Cuon gulped as he realized that he was at the total mercy of the drox right now.

"Well, if you're so interested in my cock, you're gonna help me get it off then!" Green unceremoniously let his friend drop to his feet. "March, ya rat bastard."

Cuon glanced at the drox in utter surprise. "Where are we-"

"Locker room. Let's get a move on." Truth be told, Green had no issue with the collie having some fun with him; he'd have absolutely said 'yes' if asked to.

Cuon felt the heat of arousal flood his system as he barged through the door to the locker room, washing over him like a weighted blanket. He might've pushed his luck just then, but it would be totally worth it.

Green barely waited for the door behind him to close before shucking his shorts off to reveal his thick log of fuckmeat standing at full mast. He had to smirk when the collie turned around to say something, only to yelp when he saw that girthy length scant inches from him. "So, I'm ready to go."

"A-Already?!" Cuon's eyes grew wide as saucers at how forward his roomie was being now. "You're not worried that someone might see us in here?"

"You didn't seem to care about that out on the gym floor." Green let his laughter loose throughout the room. "You weren't exactly slick back there, let me tell you." With that, he took his place on one of the wooden benches by the banks of lockers. "Well, you were itching to get in my pants, so now's your chance."

Cuon didn't have to be told twice. Salivating at just the thought of getting that monster hog to climax, he bent down and positioned himself at the base of the drox's cock, his top two hands stroking the shaft while the bottom two worked those fuzzy balls. It paid to have multiple sets of arms in scenarios like this.

With everything that had happened that day since his shower, Green had forgotten how much more sensitive he'd gotten as a result of getting bigger. He relished it though, as it shot pleasure though his nerves at a far faster rate than before. While normally getting manhandled by another person felt far better than fondling himself, the sensation now was unreal. His pillar throbbed as it dribbled precum down his veiny prick.

Cuon was beside himself in sheer delight as he held his friend's undulating dick in his hands, feeling his rubbing grow effortless thanks to the pre now smeared along the rock-hard cockflesh. The scent radiating off of the pole was intoxicating, his olfactory nerve forcing him to get a closer whiff. It caused his own crotch rockets to belch forth seed, causing a stain to spread across the front of his shorts.

While tensed from the stimulation, Green felt his arms fall to his sides, his hands resting along the tiled floor. He could feel his hips buck out of his control the more that the dog worked his obelisk. Would there be enough space to fit, he'd totally ask his friend to join him in the shower; the canine's good at what he does!

The masculine aroma getting to him, Cuon allowed himself to nuzzle his nose against the turgid phallus, licking up preseed along pencil-thick veins. He groaned in ecstasy from the taste of the potent drox pre. It not only got him pushing his face harder into the member, but also applying more force to his roommate's orbs. He couldn't get enough of how manly his friend had gotten that morning. Clearly, he needed to make more wishes!

Green's chest heaved as his breathing grew laboured from the attention. Every single muscle flexed in sync with one another as the canine worked his magic, the frequency of the tensing rapidly picking up pace. Shit, he should've jerked off at least one more time before coming to the gym; this felt fantastic!

To his astonishment, Cuon actually sensed that he was close to orgasming himself, catching him by surprise as the drox's moaning made him believe that his friend was close. His twin poles quivered as his nostrils inhaled more of the delicious stench, the stain on his shorts only growing bigger. If he wasn't careful, he'd blow his load before getting a chance to see his roomie go first. Still...

There wasn't much else for Green to do anymore; he could feel that he was just about climbing over the peak of arousal, and his body was thoroughly unwilling to get the dog to slow down. His legs twitched in place, flexing against his testosterone factories as they'd been churning up a fresh batch of seed to unleash this entire time. Orgasm became his sole focus at that moment, time slowing down the closer that he got. Just a little bit more now, only a few more strokes were needed.

Cuon jumped in shock when his roomie bellowed his release, watching spunk geyser from the drox's cumpipe and rain back down on the hulk laying on the bench. The utter volume of seed blasting out from that cock was substantial, easily being multitudes greater than his own ejaculate without trying. And it was only when a glob of cum landed on his nose that he couldn't edge himself any longer and let his dam burst wide open, shooting his comparatively meagre loads into the tight fabric. Still, it'd been the first time that he'd cum hands-free in ages, as well as being the hardest nut that he'd busted... ever!

By far, that was the most satisfying climax in Green's entire life, creaming himself so hard that it felt like his soul had also orgasmed. He lay contented on the bench, muscles relaxed with his tongue lolling out of his mouth. He'd definitely make sure to end every workout session by jerking off if it meant that he'd feel this good.

Though the locker room was inherently one of the most private places in the whole establishment, he hadn't ever thought about getting off in public before, but felt no regrets about it. It thrilled him, exhilarating him to his core. It made him feel warm and fuzzy all over.

Erf, it was starting to get too warm. Green didn't know why he felt so heated all of a sudden, but it grew far too uncomfortable far too quickly. "What, did the AC break down or something?" He grunted, tugging at the collar of his muscle shirt.

Cuon cocked his head in confusion. "Uh, I don't think so. Why?" He didn't need to wait for the drox to respond as the answer appeared right in front of him. Without warning, his friend's body began to twitch all over, and he couldn't explain the reason behind it until those already-gigantic muscles bulged larger than they were before his very eyes.

Green felt his own eyes go half-lidded as the pleasure of release intertwined with the euphoria of growth. It coalesced inside of him, the energy radiating throughout his limbs as his meaty musculature flexed, retaining their peak size and repeating the process. Inch after inch piled onto his frame as the dozens of pounds stacking onto him became hundreds, stretching his hide as it also grew to cover all of it.

By all metrics, he was a giant. His height increased a fair bit in order to accommodate the burgeoning bulk being added to his form, but that paled in comparison to how much wider and thicker his body was getting. His swelling physique made him able to lay claim to the descriptor, especially after his shirt gave up the ghost and split down the middle, revealing his prodigious pectorals to the dog in all of their glory.

And they kept growing.

His arms followed suit, the muscle fibres shredding apart and repairing themselves instantaneously. Those limbs had rocketed past being huge by bodybuilder standards to being wider across than the average person's waist. The realization tickled him, encouraging him to accept it as the natural progression of his body that he never knew was coming. It made him feel comfortable, and he embraced it.

The expansion traveled below his belt, ballooning his legs to grotesque proportions. His quads surged with densely-packed beef, those pillars of meaty drox muscle fighting with one another for space between his legs. Like his thighs, delicious bulk bloated his calves out, causing a muscle group that was normally not thought about to billow larger than a normal person's leg. His ascension hit him all over.

Not to be outdone, his tremendous endowment fattened as if being filled with all the blood rushing towards it, swallowing the rest of the space that his quads didn't already conquer. He'd just blown his load all over himself, but his length stood turgid as ever, and was as thick around as a telephone pole, making it a veritable third leg. He huffed as his loins burned with the need that he'd just gotten rid of. It wasn't obvious to him what caused him to cultivate mass like this, but wasn't about to fight it - he felt like he'd earned it.

And what would a magnum dong the size of a person be like if it wasn't paired with a set of cum tanks that matched? His orbs swelled profusely in a matter of seconds, engorging themselves with virile ballbatter ready to be unleashed again. Veins snaked along the flesh as they throbbed with the urge to empty again.

Cuon couldn't believe the sight unfolding in front of him, his brain struggling to process what his eyes were telling it. Yes, he knew that his wish was the cause behind his friend's growth, but he thought there'd be limits to it. Never in a thousand years did he expect the drox to already overshoot the size of the largest person in existence! It felt surreal to witness the spectacle in person, but he loved every last second of it.

It was exactly what he wanted out of his roomie - beef on top of sumptuous beef being crammed beneath his pelt, promoting his friend to the status of titan. He slavered over every bulging muscle, his tongue hanging out of his mouth as he eyed the swelling heft all coming in. It sent shivers ripping up his spine as the pleasure of seeing a hunk embiggen before him made it sound like electricity crackled inside of his ears, which he found rather peculiar now that-

He froze; those noises were definitely real, and they didn't come from him. It begged the question as to why he heard them in the first place. Where did they come from?

Green yelped as the bench supporting his weight abruptly gave out, sending him crashing to the floor as his tonnage cratered the tiles underneath him, leaving a hulk-shaped indent below him as he staggered to get up. The impact knocked the air out of his lungs.

Cuon's eyes bugged out as he lunged forth to help the drox to his feet. "Shit, are you alright, dude?" He didn't feel like his tugging was having much of an effect yanking the Adonis upright, but it didn't stop him from trying.

"I think so." Green wheezed, groaning from landing on the solid metal bar that connected the two legs of the bench together. He had to give the gym owners credit - they'd picked out the sturdiest furniture that he'd ever sat on. The wood, however, was well beyond salvageable. "I don't think I'm hurt, just a bit stunned. I'm thankful my spine didn't bear the brunt of the fall."

"Yeah, no doubt." The force that the drox used to get to his feet nearly took Cuon off of his, though he remained agile enough not to fall over himself, only to run into his roommate's torso and get a good feel for the enormity of the man before him. His gaze was of no use up close and personal like that, needing to back up to even get a look at the black-and-green furred wall as his own height didn't bring him anywhere past the bottom of that barrel chest.

His jaw dropped agape as he regarded the behemoth in all of his majesty. While earlier they had been of similar heights and builds as one another, those days had long passed as his friend had now crossed the line of impossible physique. The colossus stood dead centre in between the rows of lockers, but shoulders had widened so much that they nearly touched despite being several feet apart. That didn't say anything of how his roommate now towered over both him and everything else in the room, though the ceiling was still just out of reach. No doubt the other man noticed the same thing.

Like the four-armed collie, Green couldn't believe the sheer immensity of his body, his eyes lighting up when his hypermuscular pectorals blocked out the sight of everything directly underneath him; he didn't even know that was possible! "Dude, this is incredible!" He went to grab at his chest, only to feel resistance as his winglike lats fought with his biceps for space. "There's gotta be something weird with my genetics. This feels like a goddamn superpower!" Bringing his hulking arms into a pump displayed the overwhelming strength held within them, the diameter of both limbs doubling as his triceps alone "I wonder why this is only happening now though. What's the reason that I-"

And then it hit him. "Oh shit, I grow when I cum!" He could barely contain his excitement, both emotional and physical. His leviathan prick ached to unleash his load one more, each pulse dribbling more and more rivulets of pre down the length to its base. Just then, a mischievous thought crossed his mind as he glanced at the shorter canine, one that he knew they'd both enjoy. "Say, wanna clean ourselves up?"

Cuon found the question to be a bit odd considering it came immediately after the drox blew up in size, but he couldn't find any faults in it. "Oh, uh, I suppose we should, yeah."

"Together." Green bent down to get as close to eye-level with the dog as he could in spite of his heavy muscle mass doing its best to prevent the action. "I meant together at the same time in the same place."

"Together?!" The mere idea of trying to cram the both of them into a single shower stall set off alarm bells inside of Cuon's head. "Are you serious? We might not be able to fit!"

"Ah, we'll be fine. If there's a problem," Green smirked, "I'll just make us fit."

Hesitantly, Cuon accepted the proposal, though the prospect of getting intimate with his friend's musculature soon overrode whatever concern had caused him to panic in first place, especially when he saw that there was more than enough room for the pair of them to fit, much to his amazement. "Guess you won't have to do anything after all."

"Shame." The grin never left Green's face. He trailed behind the canine into the stall, taking his place by the exit as he closed the curtain behind him, knowing exactly how useless it was in providing him privacy. He'd give the dog a few seconds to realize that he didn't come here to wash up.

As expected by the drox, Cuon didn't notice anything at first until he cranked the dial that let the water flow from the showerhead. "Oh." His gaze flipped back and forth between the nozzle and his friend; there was a clear height disparity that he didn't even think of. "Uh, I wasn't anticipating that at all. And we didn't even bring soap in with-"

"You haven't figured it out yet. Allow me to help." His impish smile worming its way further across his face, Green pushed forth, pinning the smaller dog against the wall with his tumescent cock alone. "This is why I suggested coming over here."

"O-Oh, I see!" Cuon gulped, one set of hands planted on the wall while the other grabbed a hold of the behemothian salami in front of him. Truth be told, he had no qualms with this and, in fact, welcomed the giant's advances. "Do you want me to shut the water off then?"

"Eh, leave it." Green shrugged his boulder shoulders. "It'll help with cleanup after. But before we get there-" With a deep breath, he undulated his hips, rolling his manhood over the collie's torso in a lascivious display of his colossal might. The hands massaging his length felt divine, oozing out more pre at a rapid pace.

Cuon's tail whipped behind him as he fondled the meat in his grasp, his second set of hands helping his first in the act. His groping grew stronger as confidence built up inside of him. The throbbing shaft reacted kindly to his ministrations, the simple touch of his fingers dancing along the steamy length coaxed more pre to dribble from the tip. It made him wonder if the water could actually wash away the entirety of the load yet to cum.

A low groan escaped Green's throat as he let himself get worked over, obliging the dog's fervent desire to caress his monumental pillar. This was the life. He still racked his brain trying to come up with an answer as to why he had this ability to grow out of seemingly nowhere, but he wasn't sure that he'd mind if he never found out. He only wished that it'd have happened to him sooner.

The more preseed that trickled from the cockhead above him, the more that Cuon found himself engrossed in trying to embolden the flow. He nuzzled his face against the veiny meatlog before licking the translucent fluid pouring down, his own twin poles leaking a steady flow of precum as a result. Not only did his actions stimulate the drox into engaging more, but it also heightened his libido further than what he thought possible. He wanted more cock to love, and there was only one way that he'd achieve that.

Bracing his hands on the wall, Green shifted his stance to better straddle the dog with his engorged crotch rocket. Grunts slipped out through his gritted teeth as he actively began humping the dog's whole body. His nerves sent electric impulses coursing through his system the more that his python was played with. He had no idea how his friend was this good at arousing a titan like him, but he was grateful for it!

With the tremendous rod in his mitts now being ground into him, Cuon found it harder and harder to maintain composure in the face of such magnificent size. Nevertheless, all four of his hands kept at it, trying his best to reach around to different parts of the diamond-hard shaft, all the while warm water cascaded down his body. One way or another, he was getting showered in something.

Green found his pelvic thrusting growing stronger, making him struggle to get himself off without hurting his roomie. Then he had an idea - reaching around his massive meatlog, he grabbed the collie off of his feet and shoved him against his chest, catching the dog completely off-guard. He had to giggle at the squirming man squished between his thick torso and his enormous pole. Now, the fun could continue.

His face buried between the drox's pectorals, Cuon pushed his all his might until he was eventually free, taking a deep breath to refill his lungs. It was only then that he realized that all four of his hands had been groping the largest chest in the world, his cocks spasming at the feeling of not even being able to dent the flesh no matter how hard that he dug his fingers in. He just about lost control right then and there, letting his libido loose and tonguing along the swollen bulk. The tensing muscle mass jostling him around elicited a loud moan out of him as he comprehended just how strong his friend really was.

The bucking continued, with Green smearing his slimy pre all over the wall as he propelled his prick over the top of the shower stalls. Grunting and groaning punctuated his actions as a pole that could drill his own gloryholes through the metal dividers beside him felt the pressure in his lower half rise the more that he rubbed against the concrete. His breathing grew staccato as his lust for his size skyrocketed, both what he had now and what he'd end up with in the immediate future. He was so close!

In complete contrast to their earlier session, Cuon was the one to lose himself first, no longer able to compose himself as his world had been enveloped with drox beef on all sides. His dual dongs fired off one, two, three ropes of jizz at the titan's broad torso, spurting out more colliebatter than he'd ever done in his life, much to his surprise. The giant encompassing him in densely-packed heft really brought his inner beat out!

Feeling the dog's load splash against his cinder block abs caused a chain reaction in Green and triggered his climax, belting out a cry of relief as his colossal cum tanks had pulled up to his crotch, shooting virile spunk up the wall through his cumpipe. His balls throbbed with ecstasy as they smooshed up against the concrete, everything that they produced raining back down onto the two men. He knew that this would stop at some point, but he almost wished that it wouldn't.

The feeling of being coated in a seemingly never-ending torrent of the mammothian drox's seed was a feeling unlike Cuon ever experienced in his entire life. Warm and gooey bucket loads of jizz dripped down his body like creamy, white molasses, at least where the shower didn't wash it away first. Had he not emptied his balls, this would've done the trick without question.

Time seemed to slow to a crawl for Green as he pumped out rope after sticky rope of cum, some of which lingering on the wall as it slowly dribbled down to the trough that carried the water to the drain. Every twitch of his shaft throbbed the veins that worked their way across the flesh like roads on a map. His eyes had screwed shut due to the overpowering euphoric bliss that raced through his body, overloading the pleasure centre of his brain. He didn't think it possible, but he still hoped that release never felt worse than this again.

Cuon could only ride the wave of frenzied passion as the drox continued busting the biggest nut that either of them had ever witnessed. His mind fell adrift in his afterglow, bearings not quite collected to fully process his surroundings. The only things that hinted to him that his mind hadn't fluttered off to sleep was that his roomie's body continued to sandwich him, and that the sheer _stench_of masculinity besieged his nostrils.

It took what felt like an eternity before Green's output tapered off to a halt. His chest heaved with each breath, buckling his legs until they gave out beneath him and he fell to the floor, with it thankfully being padded and absorbing the impact of his crash-landing. In spite of his indomitable strength he felt weak, amusing him that he was the only being capable of doing that to himself. There wasn't much that he could register after purging his testosterone factories of his manly essence, but he at least knew that it felt good to be laying on his back.

Consciousness slowly began to flow back to Cuon, who found himself facedown in a writhing mass of drox muscle, easily outweighing his whole body several times over. The colossus' breathing took him along for the ride until he managed to push himself upright, sitting on a set of abdominals that could break any baseball bat that hit them. All seemed peaceful to him, until the man underneath him rumbled, his muscles tensing all over. Another growth spurt was on the way, and this one felt like it'd put the previous ones to shame!

Green groaned aloud as, unlike the previous times, his body surged bigger right away. The behemoth felt his head slide back along the floor as his height rose higher than what the ceiling in the locker room could contain. That was certainly remarkable, but it paled in comparison to the stretching his frame was undergoing, crumpling the metal divider walls away from his swelling bulk like they were tissue paper. He couldn't move, only lay there and revel in his burgeoning size, but he didn't mind that in the slightest.

Cuon clumsily got to his feet as the only ground under his feet were green-furred abs that wobbled as they grew. The trembling around him was intense, instantly making him lose his footing once more and faceplant into the biggest pecs in existence swelling even larger. There was so much beef around him that he couldn't even fathom it all!

The deluge of musculature accumulating onto his expanding frame elicited a gratified sigh from Green. In seconds, he'd gone from having arms thicker than people, to arms thicker than cars. He couldn't tell just how strong he was at the moment, but he could feel how astonishingly heavy his limbs felt. The same could be said about his legs, which went and bloated with so much incalculable size that trees were taking notes. He relished his ballooning body, wondering just how far this growth spurt would take him.

The shifting muscle mass underneath Cuon caused him to fall flat on his ass, though giving him a superb view of the drox's pecs protruding several feet into the air; he could only imagine how much bulk was packed onto his chest. Likewise, the titan's cock towered over the locker room landscape, the imposing obelisk a virile monument to masculinity as the balls that fueled it fattened larger than truck tires. All of this was already so much, how had his roommate not stopped growing yet?

Each part of Green's body swelled in tandem with his heart beat, flexing themselves larger as blood rushed through his veins. Everything, from traps that tickled the bottom of his ears, to lats that one could land a plane on, to even his dimpled ass cheeks that could crush a tank between them, packed on hundreds of pounds of colossal beef like his body was addicted to gaining muscle and the world was running out of it the day after. He didn't care if he couldn't move anymore if it meant that he could grow forever.

As if someone heard his thoughts, all the heft being added to his gorgeous frame began to lessen, the heated sensation of expansion leaving his core. In total contradiction, catapulting his strength to never-before-seen heights drained him of the power to move, exhaustion creeping over him from the lack of energy. He was tired, but the gains that he'd made were completely worth it.

Both men panted when the growth had abated in full, though for Cuon it meant that he could stand on his own two feet again. He needed all four of his arms to stabilize himself, but there was enough solid mass around him to hold onto. "Wow." He blurted out the only thing that he could muster.

"Yeah." Green sucked air into his lungs. "I wasn't anticipating the surge in size being_that_ explosive!"

"Me neither, but look at the results!" Cuon's grin stretched across his face as his tail happily thumped against the drox's immense body. "I don't think anything in the city that moves could compare to you now."

The mere thought of that alone sent shivers of delight rippling through his gargantuan form; he liked the sound of that. "Probably, yeah." He wryly smirked. "For now."