Sake It to Me [TSR]

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That was the fifth bottle of booze Haida had polished off that night and he didn't feel any of the effects he usually would. There was no reason not to, especially with how potent this sake ended up being, which got him thinking the increase in size of his body might have something to do with it.

As soon as the thought entered his brain did he think to look down, a content grin stretching from one floppy ear to the next as he got to watch his chest grow before his very eyes. While impressive after only one dose, his pectorals took advantage of the excess of growth solution in his system and inflated as if hooked up to a pump, the densely-packed musculature filling out the front of his shirt. Having his hands holding his meaty chest meant he got to experience getting larger in multiple ways.

Slowly his shirt began to ride up his gradually widening trunk, displaying the taut core he'd never had until that very night. It meant he had to fight with the fabric as his hands kept slipping up his pecs with how tightly he gripped them.

That was due to his arms looking unlike any other individual's, as thick as the average person's leg, only as strong as the steel cables his muscles now resembled. The differing heads of his bicep could be seen through the thin material of his long shirt sleeves, contouring around bulk that normally shouldn't have fit into it. Now it had no choice but to accommodate all of it.

The same was said of his pants, which struggled with the increasingly bulky nature of his thighs and quads. That time, however, there wasn't anywhere near as much give to the fabric, and tears formed along the stress points latent in the design. Having legs as thick as telephone poles wasn't something that a regular person was meant to have, and yet now it was a reality that it had to contend with.

None of that was lost on Tadano, who missed out on his own transformation while gleefully watching his boyfriend blimp up in front of him. He hadn't noticed how his sweatpants no longer felt baggy like they were supposed to, now somewhat clinging to his quads with not a whole lot of clearance available. His shirt was a similar story with how his expanded torso forced the top to outline it. Much of the same was said of his arms, though the difference there was the short sleeves allowed their beef to be paraded to whomever wanted to see it, the hems of those sleeves bunching up closer to his shoulders. He might've been twice the man he used to be, but his eyes were still transfixed on the hyena.

He sauntered up to his partner, hands sliding around the yeen's broad torso as he moved his muzzle in close to the other man's ear. "I think it's time this stuff comes off, hmm?"

Haida didn't protest having his boyfriend strip his clothes off. "I think I might need help with that."

"And I would be more than happy to provide it!" Doing so was Tadano's way of getting his mitts on the yeen's beef, relishing in the firmness acquired from the muscle mass being practically stuffed under that spotted pelt. He couldn't stop himself from copping a feel of the heavy hyena pecs in the process.

The jeans on the other hand... "Hey hon, could you maybe undo your fly?"

It took Haida a second to realize what the other man was getting at, noticing how little room there was to get anything underneath the band of his pants. He opened the front of his jeans - which did help a bit - only that didn't seem to make it as easy as it was supposed to be. That got him in on the action, grunting as he attempted to shuck his bottoms off like he did earlier in the night, only to hear a loud rip sound out through the room as both his pants _and_boxers succumbed to the might of his dimpled glutes.

Seeing the unintentional display of his boyfriend's powerful ass cheeks had Tadano's face beet red, his boner stiffening in an instant as the spotty rear end shredded the material to ribbons. "I, uh... could get those fixed, maybe?"

Haida took one look at the pile of torn fabric at his feet and, instead of fearing what others might say like he usually did, he laughed, hard enough to boom through the room. "You know what? I wouldn't worry about that. Because," in an instant he spun around on the balls of his feet, "it's your turn now!"

The sensation of holding the yeen's swollen pectorals in his hands was one thing, but Tadano couldn't have imagined how incredible those chest boulders would be to gaze upon. Seeing the carpet of dark body hair trail down the other man's thick trunk only made him swoon harder. He'd fallen so hard for the meaty hyena that he didn't even notice his shirt coming off until it covered his eyes. "Oh!"

"Something caught your eye, I see," Haida mischievously smirked. It was his turn to fondle his boyfriend's bulk, though while not as tremendous as his was - yet - it was the size he was before, and that was more than enough to make love to. He gripped the back of the donkey's sculpted torso and pulled the other man in, the kiss he initiated springing his own erection to life and slapping against his shredded abs.

It was the perfect ruse to slip the donkey's sweats off, his hand wandering down his partner's back and sliding underneath the waistband to feel up the other man's pert rump before gently tugging the stretchy fabric past that flared cock. He made sure to give his boyfriend's balls a gentle squeeze in the process.

Tadano felt a gasp involuntarily leave his mouth as he felt his orbs be manhandled by the beefier yeen. At first he thought it was an invitation to get a bit more intimate, though he soon understood his boyfriend's real intentions as the other man reached past him to grab another bottle. "Oh wow, you're really into this!"

"I'm not the only one," Haida pointed out by running a finger along the length of the other man's dribbling pole.