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The clock above Jake Long's computer ticked away as he forced himself to stay focused on school projects due within the week. His college degree was coming to a close, and while he should be happy that he was graduating relatively soon from then, it meant that he had a pile of work that needed to be done. The worst part of it all was the fact that he hadn't procrastinated in the slightest; this was just how busy his profs expected him to be!

His face buried in his hands, the red-scaled dragon groaned as he struggled to compute calculations in his head that weren't a challenge at the start of his work session. He just couldn't seem to push himself any harder than he already had. "Oh man, I've been at this for hours. I think my brain is refusing to work now."

Numbers blurred together as his eyes glazed over, the concepts that he'd known for years now became difficult to process thanks to how overworked his mind had gotten. He knew for a fact that continuing to work in this state would produce diminishing returns that would only hurt him in the end. Perhaps that moment would be an excellent time to stop for the time being and have a break.

Standing up after sitting down for so long proved to be a tougher challenge than he initially anticipated. His shirt peeled off of the chair as he pushed himself away from it, indicating that he'd been there for quite some time. He could certainly feel the fact in the way that his back ached. Man, who'd have thought getting older hurt this much?

At least that meant stretching felt that much better. Indeed, he could immediately feel his muscles lose the pain that they'd developed from his poor posture. Even his wings benefited from being spread wide, though he just had to make sure that he gave himself enough room to do so; he learned that expensive lesson the hard way when he sent his computer monitor flying to the ground without a second to react to it happening.

Each stretch lifted his worn muscle shirt along his sculpted torso, revealing his set of well-defined abdominals that he worked damn hard to cultivate. Yes, any time that wasn't spent studying or hanging out with friends was devoted to working out at the gym on campus. He'd never given that kind of exercise any thought up until then, only to find out that he was actually sort of decent at it. Brawny limbs and a thick torso came easily when he put his mind to it, though his workouts got hindered as school ramped up. Oh well, he'd get another go once his work was done.

While he prided himself on his physique, not everyone saw it that way. The first time that he went back to his parents' house after making noticeable gains, he discovered that his mother wasn't nearly as impressed and told him that he was 'too big'. As if that was accurate! Even after spending so much time in his college's iron pit he still looked like a beanpole next to the serious bodybuilders. Ah well, that's just life; he excelled in enough other things anyway.

Unfortunately, his sex life wasn't really one of those things. To his complete surprise, he wasn't getting as much attention thrown his way as he'd thought he would. Human's weren't as interested as he was expecting, which was fine since he far preferred staying in dragon mode, but that didn't seem to change much, if anything. It perplexed him considering that all that he had to offer made him not just a snack, but the whole damn meal!

Case in point, the girthy schlong that hung loosely in his boxers. Jake was damn proud of how thick his tool was and knew that he could please a potential partner. Too bad then that the only one that he'd been pleasing lately was himself, though he didn't really have any qualms with that if one were to ask him. He knew exactly how to push his own buttons.

He scratched his side as he pondered what he could do to take his mind off of his work. Maybe he'd play a game as he had several that he'd been wanting to try. Perhaps taking a nap was in order. Honestly, it'd been a while since he'd last eaten, so maybe that was more important right now.

All that was thrown to the wayside when he heard a knock at the door. "Hmm?" He quirked a brow as he tried to think of why anyone would be looking for him. It's not like he was getting anything delivered, so what gives?

A quick look through the peephole revealed nothing to him. If someone wanted him, they didn't stick around for long. That got him to open the door with a puzzled expression on his face, though he didn't see anything until he glanced downward to see a package laying on the threshold to his door. Confused, he peered down each end of the hallway to try and see if someone had planted it and was now watching him, but there didn't appear to be anyone in the vicinity.

That left him alone with the package. While he hadn't expected one to be dropped at his door, he didn't want to pass up the opportunity to check out whatever was inside. Provided it was for him, of course, though a cursory look didn't uncover who the box was actually for. Strange...

Whatever. With a shrug, Jake brought the parcel inside and placed it on his table, trying to think of what could possibly be inside. It was fairly small, so it couldn't contain a large number of things that had crossed his mind, but that still left quite a bit to his imagination. There was only one way to know of its contents for sure.

Regarding the dainty bow tied onto the box with a smirk, he carefully tugged on the ribbons holding the package closed, leaving them off to the side once loose. It was the moment of truth - time to see if any of his guesses held water.

He pulled at one of the folded flaps of cardboard that closed the parcel and revealed... a note? Maybe it would tell him who it was actually for.

Dear Jake,

You don't know me, but I certainly_know you. I've actually been watching you for a while now and I can see you've been stressed lately. I don't think that's fair for someone as particularly handsome as you, but I think I've found something that can help you. Enclosed beneath this note is a gift that relieves that stress in a_ big way. I think it's for the best that you try it on right away!

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Yours truly,

Your Secret Admirer

Well, the handwritten note wasn't exactly what he was anticipating to read that day, but he could tell that the person really took their time writing it given how pristine the font was. "Secret admirer?" A cocky smirk twisted his lips. "Ah, you don't gotta be secret about it, you can tell the AmDrag in person if you want!"

But the note hinted at a gift of some sort! And it would relieve his stress? Was it something that'd finish his degree for him? That'd be awesome! Even though he hadn't lived with his folks for years now, it still felt like he had them breathing down his neck when it came to his schoolwork. Anything to get them off of his rippling back would be a godsend.

Setting the paper to the side, he dug his hands through the packing peanuts until he felt something. He tried to guess what it was without looking at it - something solid, it seemed, though there was something loose as well. Eh, screw it; he was wasting time.

Yanking his hand out of the box unveiled... some kind of amulet? It made sense, he figured, though the piece of jewelry was far from what he was expecting to find. It was fairly small, all things considered, basically only big enough to fit in the middle of his palm. He had to admit, however, that it was an extraordinarily pretty accessory, though he didn't know if it really screamed 'him'. The ornate gold decorations along the outside were intricate in their construction, if a bit too high-class for his blood, although the bright, red ruby in the centre matched his scales perfectly.

"Uh, thanks?" Jake cocked his head as he regarded the trinket in his hand. The gold chain connected to the main part of the amulet seemed to at least be somewhat contemporary in its design, though that made it clash with the antique appearance of the pendant itself.

Oh well, it'd be rude not to accept his present. He looked back at the closed door. "Thanks, mysterious stranger, whoever you are." The amulet in his hand shone exquisitely in the artificial light of his apartment, catching his eye no matter which way he turned it. To think someone would just give something like this out for free; it had to be worth a fortune!

Now, an unfamiliar gift like this could easily be a trap; Jake was no stranger to such developments. However, he didn't seem to detect anything inherently magical about the small trinket. Try as he might, nothing appeared to be off about the amulet in the slightest. "So, it's literally a piece of jewelry? Weird, but okay."

That indicated in his mind that it was safe to wear. With a shrug, he slung the amulet around his neck, feeling the gold chain slide down until the pendant was squarely in the middle of his chest. To his complete surprise, he actually thought that he looked pretty decent while wearing it, kind of liking how its elegance contrasted with the rugged masculinity that years in the gym built up on his body.

Well, that was a welcome distraction! Maybe he should get back to his projects now so that he can finish them soon.

Or, he could not do that and put his work off some more. He'd already spent hours slaving away at his computer, so didn't he deserve a much larger break than that?

And he knew exactly what he wanted to do. With a lewd chuckle, he fondled the basket of his boxers, feeling his magnum dong writhe to life in its fabric prison. He loved the way that his underwear left little to the imagination when he got horny.

Slowly, but surely, his prick peeked out from the leg of his boxers, stretching the material to its natural limits as it tried its best to contain both it and his rippling quad. Heh, once he found his way back into the gym, he'd give it less than a year before they gave up the ghost entirely.

Hooking his thumbs under the waistband, he tugged his boxers downward, the tension giving way and allowing his meaty pole to spring up and smack his washboard abs. He always loved how that felt. The sheer weight of his meatlog might not seem like much in comparison to a lot of the monsters that he'd seen throughout his life, but compared to the humans that he lived among? No one even came close!

Now half naked and horny, Jake hurried over to his bed - the only place where he had enough place to pleasure himself. Sitting at his computer would be nice to do for ease of access to porn, but the lack of space in the corner of the room where it was situated resulted in him being too cramped for comfort. It wasn't that big of a deal anyway as he highly preferred using his phone for the task.

Also his bed was far and away more comfortable than his chair could ever be, especially when he'd already been sitting down for so long.

He groaned in bliss as he stretched himself along his king-sized bed, having ample room to shift and move around if necessary. That was key as he usually got intensely passionate in jerking himself off, to the point where he needed to go and upgrade the size of his bed after accidentally elbowing a hole in the wall from being too vigourous for his own good. He also learned how to patch holes in drywall that day, much to his chagrin.

But that wasn't going to happen today. He was spread out wide, enjoying the way that his wings could splay as the pleasure began to course through him. The feeling of his hand gripping his shaft felt as amazing as it always did. It made him wonder if, in the instance where he did manage to find someone to fall in love with, could they titillate him like he was able to?

Probably not, though he'd be happy to educate them. The AmDrag was an expert on himself! He knew the best ways to get the most of his sexual high, like how thrumming his taint caused him to leak pre at a faster rate, or how tweaking his nipple could elicit a moan every time that he did it. He'd spent a lot of his adult life so far experimenting with his body and trying to see what made him blow the hardest, and it always excited him when he discovered something new.

It was only then that he realized that he didn't have his phone on hand to check out the latest submissions on his usual porn sites, but honestly, he actually didn't care. He was too horned up thinking of himself and his rocking bod as it was.

He felt like it was a tad narcissistic - okay, maybe a fair bit more than just a tad- but he was his favourite subject to think about while masturbating by far. Any time that he saw some jacked dude posing naked for the camera, he just pictured himself in that guy's place, swollen with hard-earned beef that he knew that he'd get some day. Yes, of course, he'd get his PhD like his parents were pushing him to, it's just that he wanted to do both at the same time. He was confident in both his smarts and his strength!

A shiver ripped up his spine as he slightly quickened his pace, a needy moan escaping past his lips. Right away he could feel all the tension from his mountain of schoolwork dissipating the harder that he made love to himself. It was just what the future doctor ordered.

Unbeknownst to Jake, the amulet that he wore did, in fact, have magical properties about it, just not ones that he'd come across before, nor ones that he realized even existed. The pendant only activated when around sexual energy, soaking it in as much as it could before converting it into something more tangible, something that the wearer desired. In the case of the dragon, it was abundantly obvious when one got a good look at him.

The ruby in the centre of the trinket faintly glowed as the heat of his lovemaking rose, indicating how full of the dragon's lust it was. Brighter and brighter it shone, though not quite luminous enough to really stand out amidst the artificial light of his room. Regardless, the gem was saturated with his erotic potential, just about filled enough to begin conversion. The dragon wouldn't know what had hit him.

Every pump of his arm tensed his biceps as the thrill of sexual euphoria consumed him, though, unnoticed by the reptilian stud, they retained their size at flexion when they were at rest. It was slight, though started to really add up the longer that he kept at it.

And it wasn't just his arms either. All over his body his musculature swelled, making him look like he hadn't been forced to drop working out for school. The sensation was orgasmic, even if he hadn't figured out what it was or what was causing it. All that he knew was how good he felt and wanted it to continue.

Continue it did, as his shoulders followed his limbs' example, bloating out with every bob of his hand. His deltoids had never gotten exercise like this before, and it was only the beginning. In a matter of moments he'd broadened outward a bit more than he used to, his physique looking the most honed that it'd had in ages. He finally had his lean definition back!

As such, it got his back to surge as well, every undulation creating more of a difference in the peaks and valleys already present there. He widened ever so much as his lats pushed out that much more, though it also thickened his traps to a delicious degree, pushing up along his neck. Without trying, he started looking closer to the biggest guys in the campus' gym, completely without catching that it was happening at all.

The gradual nature of his growth didn't clue him into his chest flourishing either, as the admittedly impressive mounds of bulk ballooned under his scaly pelt as if stuffed with sinewy heft. His abs, too, benefited from the amulet's power, tightening like wild as the thin layer of flab that had formed from his inactivity melted away, replaced by muscle rock-hard to the touch. In his aroused state, he didn't even feel this happening.

Not to be outdone, his lower half also absorbed the energy being pumped into him. Quads that already made cyclists jealous thickened even more, the muscle groups swollen with added beef that only kept being supplied to his sumptuous physique. His calves felt the love as well, growing larger than any machine could naturally make them.

And then there was his ass, a part of his body that he didn't take an appreciation to until recently when he noticed how much his squats had been paying off. He'd already made them firm balls of muscle mass that bunched up when he tensed them, only for them to surpass that into burgeoning globes best found on the biggest of bodybuilders.

But most surprisingly of all was that his junk swelled in sync with the rest of him. Like his muscles, it was very modest to begin with, but it was enough that there was more cock for his hand to slide along, as well as more of his balls to slap his fingers against. Not that he noticed, of course, as he was far too interested in relieving his tension.

The growth persisted the more that he stroked his blossoming length. All over his frame muscle mass grew in fairly dense, packed under his skin like someone was trying to cram as much of it in as possible. It was obvious that his frame was making room for it all, widening beyond his wildest dreams in order to blimp him up like he'd wanted. The amulet could feel it inside of him. It intrinsically knew upon contact with the beefcake, and would ensure that he got his wish for as long as the horniness lasted.

Impressive arms that filled the sleeves of most of the shirts that he owned had since doubled in size. The biceps alone rose into split peaks, threaded like steel cable. His triceps bloated into mighty horseshoes that utterly dominated his limbs, with they themselves the size of what his arms used to be. And yet they still grew, still inflating as he jerked himself to climax.

His chest bulged out as every pump of his hand caused his pectorals to flex, the slabs of beef accumulating more mass with every passing second. The muscle shirt that he wore was pushed to its limits, built to contain musculature that wasn't growing in real time. As such, it had difficulties attempting to corral his developing chest within its stretching fabric, resulting in a tear that started in the middle of his collar.

That got Jake's eye to pop open. They'd been screwed shut in unrelenting pleasure the entire time, and it meant that he hadn't noticed that anything had happened to him up until that literal moment. All of his processing power went into understanding what had just occurred, his brain not recognizing the sight laid out before him.

He stopped for a brief moment to inspect the damage to his shirt, in total shock that his own body caused it. It felt like he hadn't even been masturbating for all that long, almost like he'd blinked and suddenly he was bigger. He loved it! Though the question remained in his head - why did it happen in the first place?

His pectorals rose and fell with every deep breath, climbing higher than they ever had before. He could absolutely understand why he heard his shirt rip the way it did as the amount of muscle mass pumped into his chest absolutely eclipsed the projections that he'd had for himself if he'd stuck to the gym the entire time. He'd reached the size that he'd wanted at the start of his journey, but didn't have the wardrobe to properly display it all. That tear made him realize that he'd now become too big for his attire. Awesome!

With an ecstatic grin plastered on his face, he gripped one of his pectorals to feel its bulk for himself, reveling in the utter size of it as his hand now held less of it than it used to. It was thick with solid beef that he'd only dreamt of before, exactly like the guys in competitions that he'd jerk off to. Every squeeze of the rock-hard muscle sent ripples of pleasure radiating out through his body. Holy shit, this was actually him now!

The feeling of the brawny pec was arousing in and of itself, and he found himself overcome with lust as he fondled the hell out of his beef. A needy moan slipped past his lips as he lost himself in his newfound size, the action almost becoming masturbatory in nature. Of course, his other hand slithered back to his python, which he just then discovered had grown as well. In fact, all of him did, and he'd finally woken up to it. Hey, the AmDrag got an upgrade!

And it made him hornier than he'd ever been before in his relatively short life. His hands roamed around his incredible bulk, savouring the new thickness that he now sported. Whatever he couldn't reach he flexed, moaning as he felt those parts swell bigger than he thought they could on a person. Man, he could totally imagine himself in the place of those porn stars now; he might actually be larger than them!

Jake's hand stroked his shaft in lewd self-indulgence, absolutely in love with himself. Thin rivulets of pre dribbled down the length, lubricating his fingers as they glided along the cockflesh, the increasing sensitivity of his crotch rocket sending electric pulses to the pleasure centre of his brain. He'd only gotten himself off before as a means to relieve some tension, but now it felt good; great, even! It was the first time in a while that he wanted to jerk off without any other reason to do so.

The groping of his dragonhood triggered another wave of growth along his gorgeous frame, tipping him off as to how it happened in the first place. He felt like everything fell into place, how he'd only grown since playing with himself. But... something was still missing. What made this time different from any other one?

"The amulet!" His eyes shot out wide upon realization. Now everything made sense in his mind. Whomever sent him the package must've known that something like this would've happened, which meant that they knew about his desire for size. He'd say that the list of possible gift givers was slim, but he didn't exactly keep his gym life a secret. Perhaps there was someone out there who wanted to see him grow as much as he did. He hoped that he found them at some point to thank them in person.

It was only then that he saw the glow of the ruby, understanding why he never noticed it at first thanks to not being bright enough to overpower the lights in his room; he honestly thought that it was just reflecting the light back and ignored it.

With a snort, he licked his lips in lascivious intent, wondering how far he could take the trinket's power. He noted that it only seemed to work when he physically pleasured himself, however the gem in the middle was still activated. It made sense in his analytical mind that the mere presence of his arousal was the key to its energizing. Time to put the pendant to the test.

He rested his head back on his pillow and got to work, a gasp of delight leaving his mouth as he worked his meat with a hand, using the other one to fondle his fattening balls. As expected, the growth began anew, filling his body with masculine essence that only further exemplified what he thought a dragon oughta resemble. He'd be the new example to look up to, likely standing the test of time.

In his internal self-worship, he didn't realize the effect that blimping with beef would have on the only article of clothing that he still wore. From the initial tear, his A-shirt split even further down the front, revealing his swollen pectorals to the world at large, the fabric shredded along the cleft between them. It was official - nothing in his dresser would ever properly fit him now, to his eternal glee.

The bloating of Jake's junk was orgasmic just by itself. His dick ballooned in his grip, pencil-thick veins snaking along it, increasing the sensitivity tenfold. He quivered in delight as his libido bloomed from every touch that he gave himself. There couldn't have been another time that he was this in love with himself.

His pendulous testosterone factories, too, got in on the action, surging out in size as they audibly churned with virile dragonbatter, waiting to be unleashed. God, he wanted nothing more than to do so! But for some reason, he couldn't seem to let loose his load, either because he didn't want to, or the amulet was holding him back. Whatever the reason was, he had no issues letting his growth continue.

The more that he pumped at his cock, the larger it got - along with the rest of his physique - but one thing that he hadn't anticipated was that it now fought with his quads for room between his legs. He hadn't ever thought about something like that happening as it wasn't something that someone normally experienced, but he couldn't have been more thrilled about it. It proved beyond a shadow of a doubt how much of a man he was! His schlong was so massive that it pushed his own legs out of the way. Who else could compare to him now?

It enticed him to keep going, to push his body to its limits and then rocket right past it. A low, long moan was coaxed from him, thoroughly enjoying the sensation of his body swelling from touching himself. It was a delicious feedback loop of growing from being horny, which in turn made him all the hornier.

The overzealous desire to get himself off made him blind to just how big he was actually making himself. His chest now encompassed a lot of his vision, his pecs practically the only things that he could see past his snout. Any other person might've panicked if that happened to them, but he loved it. It was more of him than he'd ever thought was feasible, but now it wasn't enough. He wanted to see if he could encourage his expansion as huge as possible.

Like his chest, his back swelled in kind, leaving divots in the mattress that only grew larger as he did. Hundreds of pounds of delicious bulk had piled onto his developing frame, making him heavier than anyone else in the gym on campus, much to the chagrin of his bed frame. The springs creaked in protest, though they stood strong. He'll have to reinforce the frame once he got his rocks off.

But with his back flaring outward, that meant that his dimensions started jumping by whole feet. His traps - once giving him the appearance that he'd gone to the local iron pit for the duration his entire degree - now practically swallowed his neck, rising all the way up past his strong jawline. The result was a bit of a loss in motion in his head, however he was more than okay with the trade-off as it meant that there was more of him to love and adore. More of him_for_ him, of course.

That also meant that his lats took advantage of the energy absorbed from the amulet. They bulged out wider than most people's wingspan, making him look like he practically lived in the gym and worked out in his sleep. The broad, flat muscles stretched across the bed, thinking of how many people he could let sit on him while he did one-handed pushups before the number jumped upward. They grew so quickly that his mind almost couldn't comprehend their vast magnitude.

And with the widening of his back, it meant that his shoulders did the same. His delts bloated as his frame expanded outward, growing as much as it could to accommodate the heft that would inevitably accumulate onto him. His shoulders surged from cannonballs to basketballs, even pushing past that entirely as he willed more mass onto his body. Man, he couldn't have enough size anymore!

As his torso burgeoned, so did his arms, which practically exploded with densely-packed bulk. The muscle fibres tore and repaired themselves in a matter of seconds, forcing his limbs to bow out at a more pronounced angle as time ticked on. What he didn't expect, however, was that his rock-solid tricep would hit drywall at the same time that the other one started hanging over the edge of his bed. Somehow amidst all of his self-love, he'd grown to span the entirety of his bed. He took up a whole king-sized bed and he hadn't even cum yet; how much bigger can he get?!

Jake's rapid development left him utterly in love with himself. Snorting his desire, he gave his swollen bicep a nice, long lick, right along where the two heads protruded out. He could tell with his tongue alone that a lot of power was bunched up between them, way more than his body used to have, potentially by magnitudes. It wasn't enough, though, and he wondered if he'd ever get enough.

His desire to keep growing fed back into the amulet, which blessed him with even more size, encouraging him to get even lewder with himself. Now scant inches from his face, he let his snakelike tongue slither between his pecs, tasting the sweaty bulk that he'd gained since the start of the session. It was _orgasmic_in his masculine it all was! Screw the gym, it could make him the beast that he was at that moment. Not a single weight in there could provide a decent challenge to him anymore; hell, even the equipment itself would be too light for him now! He was in a league of his own, now and forevermore.

The taste of himself made him want more. He shoved his snout between the slabs of beef, rooting around with his tongue to get as much of his intoxicating taste as he could. The idea that he could worship his own bulk had never occurred to him previously, though in his defense he wasn't nearly this sexy before.

God, everything about him was so thick and wide! His steady ascension left him fighting for room on his bed, his heavy arm now falling to the floor as it had nothing under it to support it anymore. He'd grown far beyond the realms of normalcy, yet he wanted to keep going more than anything else. How else could he be the pinnacle of virile dragon masculinity if he stopped now?

Jake worked his pillar like he'd always wanted a lover to do, firmly grasping it as it thickened in his tight grip. The feeling of it bloating out elicited a loud moan from him, impulses of euphoric bliss guiding his every move. He focused his attention squarely on his shaft, one that he was having increasing difficulty trying to see thanks to his prodigious pectorals all but blocking his view of the world. It might be a different story standing up, but right now all that he could see was his chest, and he couldn't have been more thrilled with that fact.

But that didn't mean that his cock was blown out of the water. The longer that he pumped his pole, the more that it dominated the area between his bloated thighs, pushing them in opposite directions until one of them also hung over the side of his bed. His balls had ballooned past his knees, positively engorged with seed. He felt like he was on a hair-trigger, yet nothing could be forced out. He'd just have to try harder.

Even the sensation of his arms having trouble trying to reach his titanic tool was enough to rile him up more. His muscles ground against one another, his nerves fraying from the pleasure coursing through his veins. It was all so much for him to handle, but the AmDrag wouldn't be satisfied until he'd finally cum. There was no way that he was stopping until that happened!

Well, there was one thing that got him to momentarily halt his actions. In a split second, he went from hearing a crack sound out beneath him to suddenly finding himself an entire foot lower in perspective. His bed frame had completely given up the ghost in trying to support his burgeoning bulk, though he had to credit the craftsmanship in that it held a lot before collapsing. But oh man, the knowledge that he toppled his bed by outgrowing it was the best feeling in existence.

In the furor of his impromptu demolition, the amulet had gotten itself wedged in his sweaty pecs, the chain attached to it effortlessly growing to keep up with his thickening traps. While it wasn't his first choice of accessory, he'd have a hell of a time trying to take it off now, that is, if he actually wanted to.

Feeling what was likely over a thousand pounds of immense dragon bulk stuffing his frame left him as a horny mess, writhing around as he savoured how much he was still swelling from the trinket's power. If he knew how good being big felt, he'd have gone back to the gym even if it cut into some of his personal time. He could've been the biggest guy at his graduation ages ago, but at least he comfortably held that title now. No one else in the country, let alone the school, could even come close to his enormity.

Having a member that grew as much as his muscles did meant that, at some point, he knew that a single hand getting him off wasn't going to cut it anymore. It took some concerted effort, but he managed to get both appendages fondling his turgid length. Man, this thing was huge! It easily surpassed the size of one of his legs before all of this happened, though now it seemed like the same thing would happen. It'd be weird to refer to him as a tripod when one leg was larger than the other two.

Translucent precum drooled down his prick in vigourous fashion, coating his fingers like he'd stuck them in a viscous waterfall. It made gliding them along the throbbing cockflesh a breeze. More and more he pumped his hands, even letting his hips contribute by bucking his dragonhood through his grasp. The sensation of his ever-increasing arousal washed over him like a wave of lava, leaving a slick sheen on his scales from feeling heat well up in his soul. He can't remember the last time that he'd sweated this hard before, but this clearly wouldn't be the last time.

Even with his best efforts, two hands were growing increasingly inadequate for proper stimulation, yet he persisted and groped himself as best as he could. His unfathomable cum tanks had swollen larger than some people's torsos and they still kept growing. They sloshed with his potent spunk, gurgling louder the closer that climax drew.

By now Jake had been thrusting his pelvis as far as he could, the tip of his dick practically kissing the ceiling. Slimy preseed dripped down onto his crotch, covering his musky bush and everywhere around it. After what felt like an eternity of pleasuring himself, he finally felt the beginning of orgasm bubble up within him. His prostate bulged his taint out like the rest of him, swollen with pressure and ready to unload alongside his orbs, which churned in preparation of letting his dam burst wide open.

His eyes started going half-lidded as release grew near. His breathing had become laboured, practically making him gasp for breath as his pumping slowed to a crawl. Movements from his hands grew slight as he balanced right on the cusp of climax. Slowly, surely, he kept his arousal at its maximum before he felt himself get pushed over the edge.

Unlike any other time that he'd jerked himself off, he'd never felt his balls physically drag themselves to his pelvis quite like they did now, his lower half clenching as hard as it could as his floodgates opened. In a fraction of a second he went from desperately trying to get himself off to not being able to hold back the geyser attached to his crotch. He moaned aloud, uncaring if anyone could hear him.

The constant stream of dragonbatter ejecting from his over-engorged cum tanks shot directly at the wall closest to his head, dripping down the peeling wallpaper like water until it hit the ground, where it then pooled together like a sticky syrup. His entire body was in flexion, pushing his pectorals into his face and giving him a blast of his own masculine aroma. It was exhilarating!

Having his body be encompassed by over half a ton of sumptuous bulk felt better than most things that he could recall. Not one other time had he felt this much euphoria radiating throughout his grotesque form, his monstrous muscles providing sheer pleasure just by rubbing up against one another. Heh, he almost wished that he could've witnessed his ascension from another perspective and gotten the ability to play with his monstrous physique. There was a chance that he might like that more.

Seconds felt like hours as the last of his load was unleashed into his room, the flood from his balls finally trickling out, leaving his spunk to slowly pour out of his room. He'd clean it up somehow later, but first he needed to rest. He was exhausted.

But that was the coolest thing that he'd ever experienced in his life! Man, this blew the gym so far out of the water that it's entirely landlocked now. Shit, he might actually be able to lift the whole building now, equipment and people included! Maybe he'd have to give that a shot some day, give people a show and demonstrate what they've been missing out on. He'd have his degree and a smoking hot bod that any bodybuilder would absolutely die for; he was the entire package and he'd make sure that everyone knew it.

An abrupt noise broke him out of his afterglow, one that he knew right away - his cell phone. Carefully, he pushed himself upright, needing to take some time due to the sheer amount of muscle mass that he'd gained in no time flat and the overabundance of cum along the floor that made everything slick. Once on his feet he took stock of himself, noting right away how overwhelmingly _heavy_he felt. Gravity hit him hard, yet he was more than strong enough to handle it!

Oh, his phone! He lumbered over to his desk - thankful that it and his computer had been unharmed by his monstrous release - and saw that he'd received a text from his grandfather. He cocked a brow as he tried to think of why he'd be getting a message, but he figured that it was best to find out.

And he immediately regretted it. In plain text on his phone screen was a warning from his grandpa that a mystical amulet had been stolen from a powerful warlock and that he should keep his eyes peeled in case he saw anything. Oh, he saw something, alright. He saw a lot of something!

He knew that the right thing to do was report that he had the amulet in his possession, but he had no way of knowing what his grandpa's reaction would be. Would the old man be okay with such a response, or would be getting a flurry of text messages saying that he was in mortal danger? Did the amulet have some sort of latent effect that took place after activation? What if he was visited by the elder dragon? The last thought sent a ripple of panic through him. What would his grandpa even say upon seeing him?

For the first time in a long time, Jake had no idea what to do and it terrified him.