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"FUCK!" Zeke roared, his eyes bulging out of their sockets, "FUCK! UGHNN!! AARGHH!!!"

Brawn swore under his breath as Zeke's ring hand balled into a fist so hard it nearly crushed their fingers. His hand was clenched too tightly to be opened, and with every passing second the light of the rings seemed to get brighter and brighter. The muscled-bull shoved Sturgis aside in frustration and seized the growing fox by the hems of his clothes and hefted him high above his horns. Sturgis said something from behind him, but Brawn didn't catch it, having been momentarily distracted by the increasing weight above him. Deep down, they both knew there was nothing they could do, but that wasn't going to stop Brawn from trying anyway.

The hotel had built a large pool on the roof of their building and Brawn, with a mighty hell and a powerful flex, flung Zeke into the deepest end. Automated, power saving pool lights flickered to life as Zeke plunged into the heated waters with a loud splash. The rings were glowing so brightly now they made the pool lights look dim. Then Zeke popped to the surface, bobbing around and flailing his arms and bellowing at the top of his lungs.

Hard muscle began ripping through the fabric of his clothes as his body began bulking up at an alarming rate. Zeke's splashing intensified as more power was pumped into his body, mirroring the intensifying glow coming from the rings. Sturgis could hear the sounds of wet fabric tearing and shredding as Zeke filled his clothes to the limit, his heaving pectorals huge and muscular under his shirt, his bulging arms ripping the ends of his sleeves as twenty-something inch biceps exploded like boulders form his thin arms. Zeke roared again, thick veins rising from his neck and arms. Brawn, who had experienced Sturgis's muscle growth first hand, knew there were more veins throbbing across Zeke's growing muscles, hidden by his ripping clothes.

Zeke's voice was getting really deep, turning his yells into roars as he shouted in ecstasy. In mere seconds he had grown incredibly huge and ripped, looking more like a bodybuilder than Brawn himself. Then Zeke flinched suddenly, his thrashings ceasing as explosions of power began cascading off the ring. The waters around him began bubbling furiously as Zeke's heavy muscles took him under the surface. It was like watching the rapids of a fast flowing river, or the surface of boiling water. There was too much white obscuring what was hidden below, all Brawn and Sturgis could see was the glow of the rings whipping about as Zeke writhed and squirmed under the surface.

Sturgis could feel the power emanating from the rings even from here. He had tasted it once, but this time it felt more power than when he had activated the Muscle Ring on his own finger. The stallion grimaced. Pieces of fabric were floating to the surface as the growing monster-fox destroyed what used to be his clothes. Sturgis could see an orange blur twisting about under the waters, waters that suddenly exploded as Zeke burst to the surface for air.

"AAAARRRRGGGGGHHHHHH!!!" he bellowed, monstrous muscles bulging and flexing as he gasped for air.

"Fuck," Brawn uttered, taking a step back as Zeke crackled maniacally. The fox's old clothes were floating in tattered shreds along the sides of the pool, and was left with some sort of purple singlet that was stretched incredibly tight. Brawn's eyes widened as he realised what Zeke's hulking body was trying to outgrow. It was a wrestling singlet, his wrestling singlet. Brawn had packed the ultra-stretchy, body hugging garment in preparations for _his_muscle growth under the effects of the Ring of Muscle. He had had it specially made after his cock growth had destroyed his favourite wrestling outfit. It was a singlet and a pair of hot shorts combined into a single sexy garment.

Zeke continued growling and snarling as muscles exploded from places Brawn didn't know existed. His monstrous chest was so muscular the material of the singlet couldn't even cover the fox's swollen nipples. Zeke's upper torso and shoulders were impossibly huge, growing out of Brawn's wrestling singlet as he absorbed the rings power. The splashing and trashing had come to a stop in less than a minute, and Brawn felt the colour running from his face as he realised why. Zeke was still growing, only he had grown so huge his feet were touching the bottom.

Sturgis and Brawn could only gape as Zeke's growing body swelled out of the pool, water cascading from his incredible form. Bulging, shredded, gargantuan muscles were just erupting everywhere they could see. Zeke's monstrous mega-cock was fucking massive, huge beyond reason as it hulked out before their very eyes, still pressed against Zeke's cinderblock brick abs. Zeke moaned, his hands massaging his gargantuan prick as the muscular tower of throbbing flesh surged out of his singlet, punching him in and chin and continued hulking out until the swollen head was throbbing an entire fucking foot above the tips of his ears.

"Fuuuuuuuuuccckkkkk!" Zeke rumbled, his muscle growth starting to slow as the ring topped off whatever parts of his body that were still lacking. The fox had his face pressed against his gigantic endowment, massaging it with his tongue and causing buckets of precum to spurt from the eight inch cum slit. His throbbing, muscular cock was riddled with garden hose sized veins, easily six feet long and 16 fucking inches thick, 50 inches around.

Jet-black pubic fur began sprouting from his awesome pectorals, mixing with the orange of his fur and covering the veins that throbbed from his swollen nipples. Zeke's manly fuzz trailed down between his marble block eight-pack and joined into the dense bush that was growing from his crotch. Zeke was turning into a mega-stud. His heaving balls were black from all the pubic fur that was growing from it. Coarse hairs were sprouting from his armpits and even the hair on his head had lengthened to his shoulders, his face bristly and unshaven.

Zeke had grown into a fucking titan, a herculean beast with the body and cock of a god. He was a fucking freak, a bulging muscle freak. Nine feet tall and over 800lbs of fucking shredded muscle beef. Zeke wrapped his herculean arms around his titanic flesh-beast and began jerking it with his entire body. Waves began splashing against the sides of the pool as Zeke worshipped his cock with every inch of his being, grinding his flexed arms and pecs against the swollen meat. The pressure built quickly, building on the arousal left over from Zeke's growth. Testicles the size of beach balls began swelling and throbbing inside his wrestling singlet. The added strain on the fabric snapping the thin straps that held the garment over his shoulder, Zeke then flexed his monstrous, redwood tree quads, obliterating the overstretched fabric around his thighs. Being naked never felt so good before, the warm waters amplifying the arousal he felt boiling up within his testes.

"Ugh!" grunted Zeke. His mighty balls flexing and bulging as his orgasm hit, causing a grotesque bulge to form on the underside of his cock. Zeke gritted his teeth and tightened his grip on his cock, causing the bulge to swell monstrously. His mammoth muscles were feeling weak from arousal. Zeke fought to contain the explosion, wanting to bask in the ecstasy until his orgasm became too powerful to contain.

"AAAARRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!"

Zeke screamed, roared and bellowed as his cock fucking exploded. The cum slit splitting unbelievably wide, the veins throbbing and writhing under his thin skin as a fucking jet of thick, heady cum erupted from his cockhead, shooting 30 feet into the air. Zeke's eyes were bulging out of their sockets as the seconds ticked, his first cum jet reaching 2... 3... 4 fucking seconds! Zeke had barely a split second of rest before his cock erupted again. The hairy muscle beast was out of control, his herculean muscles bulging and flexing as he pumped his massive cock. Cum was shooting everywhere, splattering against everything. Zeke's hot juice was melting the snow, so thick and heady large globules of cum were sinking to the bottom of the pool.

For two whole minutes Zeke continued to shoot, his cock drenching the roof of the hotel with cum thicker and more viscous than honey. Sturgis and Brawn were in awe, the heady stench of Zeke's cum had driven them wild with sexual power. They rolled about in puddles of Zeke's juices, grinding their hard cocks together and making sweet love to each other's faces, unable to control their raging erections.

Zeke moaned as his orgasm calmed to a trickle, his huge body forcing itself through the water like a hot knife through butter. He had grown so fucking massive he could step out of the pool's shallow end as easily as he would a step. The slightest of movements caused his muscles to flex monstrously. Zeke felt so strong it was almost surreal, his head dizzy with excitement. His chest was so muscled he could crush diamonds between his monstrous pecs. A single flex of his arm would cause men to cream themselves for hours. He was the epitome of masculinity, with his insane, overdeveloped muscles and a cock that throbbed with barely controlled sexual energy.

Zeke gave his long mane a casual toss, and flexed his rippling muscle-ass. Brawn and Sturgis were oblivious to his presence, furiously worshipping each other's muscles. Zeke smiled at the effect his growth had on the two bodybuilders. He was a fucking beast alright.

The fox swaggered over to the sex-crazed bodybuilders. His vast shadow loomed over them, snapping them out of their lovemaking. Sturgis was slack-jawed and Brawn simply gasped, trying to comprehend the massively muscled monster bulging and throbbing before their very eyes. Zeke smirked at the sight of the gaping bodybuilders. They were naked, drenched in the fox's sticky man-juice. Their erect cocks were throbbing between their legs at the sight of him. Zeke found himself licking his lips at the sight of all that meat. He had always enjoyed big, deliciously hung men, and these two were the crème of the crop. Zeke smirked, baring his perfect teeth.

Perfect.

***

Zeke was surprised at the lack of activity on the upper floors of the hotel. He had been sure he had made enough noise to wake the entire building, not that the current situation was a problem. Zeke's monstrous quads were mountains of overdeveloped, teardrop shaped muscles competing for space on his thighs, shredded beyond belief and harder than steel. Brawn and Sturgis were draped across his monstrous legs, semi-conscious and panting like marathon runners.

The presidential suite (which he had broken into) was dripping with cum, Zeke having painted it white with his juices. The fox was still rock hard and throbbing, his hot meat pressed against his face by his muscular penile muscles. Zeke growled, enjoying the deep resonance of his voice. The fox had lost count of the number of orgasms Brawn and Sturgis had been forced to milk from him, but that did not bother him, not now at least.

Zeke stared with renewed admiration as the rings began glowing yet again, raw energy surging through the loops like torrents of hot water. Information was pouring into his head, as if reminding him about the rings true potential. Zeke raised a trembling fist, drawing a symbol in the air before him. The familiar golden energy spun from the tip of his finger, tracing the sigil into an invisible tapestry. The glimmering rune quavered for a second and suddenly collapsed into itself, forming a tiny golden sphere before quickly expanding into a portal to the Temple of Testosterone itself.

"Oh..." Zeke purred in his thundering voice, "I had forgotten about this..."

The Temple of Testosterone was open to him. Zeke had forgotten about Brawn and Sturgis entirely. His mind was trying to comprehend what awaited him on the other side. He was already 800 fucking pounds of rock hard muscle and nine feet tall. How much more powerful could he get? How much more muscle could be pack onto his body? Zeke's heart was pounding in his chest. He wanted to absorb the ultimate power more than anything else. He wanted to become even more monstrous. Zeke could already pass off as a god, but the thought of becoming even more muscular was driving him insane.

Zeke pushed a hand through without even the slightest dash of hesitation. The air on the other side felt warmer than the roof of the hotel. Zeke's face twisted into a wicked grin, and the fox stepped through the glowing gate into the Temple of Testosterone.

***

The antechamber was easily the size of a large gymnasium, chiselled into what appeared to be the inside of some large cavern or mountain. It was perfectly square, with four massive statues holding up the high ceiling, each nearly 30 feet tall and carved into the likeliness of powerfully built, over-muscled humans. The statues were naked, their disproportionately massive cocks in varying stages of arousal as they strained against the roof of the chamber.

Zeke was stared in disbelief at the small pedestal that defended the massive set of ornate stone doorways. The sight of three small ring-shaped impressions in the stone was all it took to kill his swollen erection. Zeke couldn't believe what was happening. All that effort to acquire the rings only to give them up at the very entrance of the temple, Zeke was reluctant to remove the rings, but if it would cause him to grow even bigger than his wildest dreams, he supposed he could bring himself to do it.

Gingerly, Zeke eased the rings off his fingers, grumbling softly as he deflated to his usual, puny self. The rings glowed softly as they shrank to their usual sizes. Reluctantly, Zeke eased their rings into their sockets. There was a soft click as he set the last ring into the stone. Ancient mechanisms began sliding and grinding, pulling the enormous doors apart and revealing another smaller, yet intricately decorated room.

Zeke felt his eyes widening at the sight that greeted him. Statues of enormously muscular human men flexing and posing around the statue of a man whose body put them all to shame. The muscular god was seated, his hulking cock erect and thrusting forward. A small bowl rested in his outstretched hands, tiny compared to his massive palms. Zeke felt his limbs shuddering as he neared the bowl, the sight of its contents spurring him into a run. The bowl was filled with cum, thicker and whiter than he had ever seen. The air around the statues were thick and heady, the intoxicating scent coming from it was all the proof the fox needed.

Then something slammed into his side with the force of a sledgehammer. Zeke grunted as the wind was knocked out of him, the impact sending him spiralling off course and slamming into the ground several feet away. Brawn's vast shadow loomed over him, his face grinning wickedly.

"Did somebody forget about us, Zeke?" he purred, his eyes flashing dangerously, "I couldn't believe you would just take off the rings just like that. This is almost too good to be true."

The wrestler-bodybuilder crossed over to him in two wide strides and slammed a massive foot onto his crotch. Zeke squirmed and wailed as Brawn pressed his entire bodyweight against his cock. It was unbelievable. Zeke could not believe he had forgotten about Brawn and Sturgis when he stepped through the portal. It was obvious they had followed him and hidden until he had unlocked the entrance to the temple. Had he been so blinded by greed he failed to notice the obvious?

"W-Wait!" he squealed as Brawn pressed even harder, "W-We could share it! Share the greatest p-"

"Share?!" Brawn spat, crushing his foot onto Zeke's crotch and causing him to wail, "Why the fuck would we do that?!"

"Because," came a cool voice, "Then we can both become ultra-buff muscle studs. Wouldn't you like that, Brawn?"

Brawn jerked as Sturgis's warm body pressed into his back, the stallion's massive erection throbbing between his ass cheeks. Sturgis was caressing Brawn with his strong hands, pinching his nipples and groping his meaty pecs. Zeke couldn't help but notice Brawn's massive bull-cock swelling furiously between his legs, lengthening and thickening until an entire foot of swollen meat was pressing against his rippling abdominals. The weight against Zeke's cock began to ease as Brawn turned to kiss Sturgis, their strong lips locking against each other and sucking hungrily.

Zeke saw his chance. The fox threw himself onto all fours and began scampering toward the bowl.

"Oh _no_you don't, Zeke!"

Something grabbed the wiry fox by his ankles and yanked him away from his prize. Zeke snarled, lashing out with his other foot. Brawn was ready this time, catching Zeke's leg and wrestling him to the ground. Zeke squirmed and struggled as Brawn held him down, no match for the wrestler's muscular body.

"No!" Zeke cried, reaching an arm toward Sturgis as the unicorn hefted the bowl off the statues hands, "Please! I need that! We need that!"

"_You_need NOTHING!" Brawn roared, veins rising off his neck, "I should crush you right here and now."

Zeke paled as Brawn forced his anger aside, a vile smirk spreading across his manly visage.

"We're going to grow into hulking muscle beasts. We're gonna be fucking freaks, bulging with muscles that would make you look like a fucking twig. We're gonna grow so huge you'll cream yourself dry just thinking of us."

Sturgis knelt beside the beefy bull. Zeke knew he was shamelessly trying to reach for the bowl that was so near and yet so far. Brawn had his limbs pinned down and the fox had resorted to lifting his head in a pathetic attempt to drink from the bowl.

"Who should go first, Brawn?" Sturgis asked pleasantly, his voice soft and almost cooing.

Zeke knew the stallion had Brawn under some sort of spell. Sharing the muscle juice would only result in smaller amounts of growth, and Zeke couldn't believe his ears when the bull suggested they drink together. The fox struggled mightily, the bowl was small enough for their mouths to suck it dry simultaneously, and he couldn't let that happen! He just couldn't! So much power was barely a foot from his mouth! He couldn't miss this chance!

"NO!" Zeke screamed as Brawn and Sturgis brought their lips to the bowl.

***

Sturgis felt the electrode jabbing onto his shoulder, connected to a wire that stretched all the way into the darkened antechamber. Another electrode latched itself onto Brawn's neck. The bull had barely flinched when tens of thousands of volts of electricity surged between their muscular bodies.

Brawn roared in agony as his muscles tensed and cramped involuntarily, his massive arms locking against Sturgis as the current surged through their bodies. What felt like a thousand daggers piercing into his flesh forced a scream from Sturgis as the Taser overloaded their nervous systems. Five agonising seconds passed before Brawn and Sturgis collapsed into a heap upon Zeke. Sturgis groaned, when suddenly another torrent of electricity exploded through the electrodes. Brawn was trying valiantly to break the circuit formed between their bodies, but his muscles would not obey him. The bull was helpless.

Zeke, who wasn't part of the circuit, was nonetheless pinned down by the two incapacitated musclemen. The fox fought to break the grip they had on him as the bowl of muscle juice fell from Sturgis's grip. Magic held the juice in its bowl, preventing it from spilling even the smallest of drops. Zeke struggled with all his might, managing to free one hand and reached toward his greatest prize.

"No."

A booted foot came from nowhere, stomping against Zeke's paw and forcing him to yelp in pain. Whoever this intruder was activated his Taser gun yet again, sending bolts of electricity through Brawn and Sturgis's bodies. Zeke was in agony, both from the heavy boot on his hand and the screaming musclemen crushing his body as they writhed and shook. When the intruder finally let go of the trigger, the trio were panting and gasping for breath.

Sturgis's eyes were wide with a mixture of shock and terror. No, no it couldn't be. It couldn't! It just couldn't. The tiger smiled at him, baring his sharpened fangs.

"Sturgis!" said Mr McCormick, "Fancy seeing you here!"

***

McCormick pulled off his jacket and tossed it aside, he wouldn't need that here. The temple was warm enough for him to get away with just a shirt and his trousers. The fox squirmed as he adjusted his footing, but McCormick paid him no mind.

"You!" growled Sturgis, his white hands balling into fists.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, Sturgis," cooed Mr McCormick, "One little squeeze and you'll be in more pain that you ever felt in your life.

"What are you doing here, McCormick?" Sturgis spat, trying to detach himself from Brawn, who had passed out from the pain, "How did you get here?"

"Why, I followed you of course. You didn't think I would pass off a chance at your muscle ring just like that did you? This sudden ski trip rubbish your school took you on... it was me Sturgis, it was all me! I was the benefactor that insisted on this little trip. I wanted to isolate you so I could take what was rightfully mine. I knew you were wearing a power ring the moment I shook your hand that night. I knew then it was my destiny to unite the three rings and absorb the power of this amazing temple! Thousands of people have spent their entire lives searching for the rings, and yet the Ring of Muscle simply walked into my house on the hands of a babysitter."

McCormick smiled at the look on Sturgis's face. It was a pity the unicorn wasn't enjoying this as much as he was.

"Imagine my shock when I discovered the presence of all three rings! That you and your brawny friend here were allocated to the same room was no coincidence. I was planning to come when you were both asleep and seizing the rings for myself, hence this handy Taser gun, though I admit your little friend here had nearly screwed up my wonderful plans."

The tiger twisted the boot over Zeke's hand, causing him to cry out even more.

"But no. I decided to wait and, lo and behold, your little foxy opens the gateway to the Temple of Testosterone itself! What you see here is only the beginning! Once I absorb the power of temple for myself, I'll become a god. All this talk about growing into hulking muscle freaks. You boys haven't seen anything yet!"

Mr McCormick laughed wickedly as he reached down and picked up the bowl. It took a lot more effort than he expected. The bowl was heavy with the weight of potential, and yet there were barely two sips worth of cum in this little thing.

"What the fuck are you planning to do, McCormick?!" Sturgis snapped, "What about your wife? What about your kids? How can you return to them after drinking all that?"

"I don't give a flying fuck about their fate without me you stupid child!" McCormick retorted, almost spitting the words out, "You don't know what it's like living as me! All you do is lift and fuck to earn a living. I'm confined to a fabric covered box for most of the days. I'm a fucking office drone, all work and no play. I haven't seen a gym in years! I can't afford to spend my time lifting weights and pumping iron. All my fucking free time is spent entertaining my damned wife and kids. Well not any more, Sturgis! I've been hell bent on growing muscles like you ever since I first stepped into Club Flex. Now is the time for some fucking GROWTH!"

***

"NOO!" Zeke shirked as the empty bowl shattered onto the stone floors. Sturgis grunted as he shoved Brawn's unconscious body to the side and yanked out the electrodes. Zeke was crying and screaming, pawing at the remains of the bowl. Sturgis seized the fox by the scruff of his neck and pummelled him into unconsciousness. He had enough problems as it was and a loud fox was not something he wanted to deal with right now.

Mr McCormick was grinning wickedly. The tiger shuddered, his fists clenching and relaxing. Then he grimaced, clenching his gut and staggering backwards. His entire body had gone rigid, his face contorting with strain. The tiger's breathing was becoming rapid and sweat was pouring from his brows.

"It's starting, Sturgis!" McCormick cried, "I can feel the power boiling through my veins! My muscles! Oh god! My muscles are growing! My pecs are fucking swelling! Oh fuck! Ugh!! UGH!! My fucking MUSCLES! OH GOD! OH MY FUCKING GOD! I CAN FEEL IT! THE FUCKING POWER SURGING THROUGH MY FUCKING MUSCLES! OH GOD YES! YEEESS! GROW MY FUCKING MUSCLES! UGGHH!!! FUCK YEAH I'M FUCKING GROWING HUGE! HUGE!! OH!! OH GOD! UGGGH!!! AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!"

"AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!"