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McCormick's shirt was the first to go. The tiger's roar was threatening to split Sturgis's eardrums, his rumbling voice deepening and strengthening with each passing second. His muscles were inflating and deflating violently, like a grotesque muscle balloon. McCormick's entire shirt began ripping practically everywhere as his body hulked out in all directions. Thick black hair covered McCormick's growing pectorals, hair that was growing even denser as his muscles continued to swell. Sturgis could almost taste the testosterone that was saturating the air around him. McCormick's trousers strained and ripped, his booted feet clomping against the stone floors as he strode into the stallion's personal space.

"Yeah!" he growled, flexing his hairy muscles, "You like this don't you, you fucking cockslut?"

McCormick began flexing his morphing thigh muscles. Herculean, overdeveloped masses of muscular flesh suddenly bulged, exploding through his trousers like volcanoes. McCormick adjusted his stance as his quads blew out and his diamond-shaped calves began hulking up on his legs. The tiger had been reduced to a pair of boots and his snuggly-fitted boxer briefs.

"Oh god_YES_!" he cried, giving his muscular body a powerful flex. McCormick was almost seven feet tall by now, his hairy body built like a tank. The tiger could take any heavyweight bodybuilding title he wanted and he was still fucking growing. McCormick began admiring himself, flexing and licking and kissing his hairy body. His back had grown so wide his lats were pushing his enlarging arms, shoving them away from his sides. His rippling abs bulged and swell like eight swollen beef boulders stacked into twin towers of muscle.

McCormick's leather boots were starting to rip. The tightness of his footwear should have been painful, yet the tiger didn't seem to notice as his clawed feet tore through his boots, the weight of his huge body flattening the soles against the floor. McCormick was busy worshipping his growing arms. His biceps were fucking veiny boulders swelling from his arms like grotesque mountains. The muscles would split into multiple peaks each time the tiger flexed them against his lips, and each time he did it the muscles would bulge even bigger, even stronger, pushing his arms away from his face.

Sturgis had pushed himself against a wall when McCormick shuddered suddenly, his growth suddenly halting as he crashed onto his knees with such an impact he left craters on the stone. The hairy tiger was fucking massive, practically as big as Zeke when he had the three rings, nine fucking feet tall and more than 800 fucking pounds of rock hard beef. Despite his incredible muscle growth, McCormick's penis was strangely unchanged, pathetically tiny compared to the rest of him. The tiger's boxer-briefs still held, strained tight against his boulder-like gluteus maximus, but intact nonetheless.

"Oooohhhh!" McCormick rumbled as he flexed his massive pectoral muscles. Sturgis gagged as the tiger forced his chest into his face. The thick hairs were saturated with testosterone and musk, the heady scent burning his nostrils as Sturgis tried to breathe. McCormick simply held him there, careful to avoid the horn as he molested the stallion with his hairy muscle-pecs.

"This... feeling! I can't describe it. I feel so fucking strong, so fucking powerful and so... potent! Ugh! Ohh! Fuck! I'm... not done... yet!"

McCormick had grown so massive he was big enough to keep Sturgis's face between his pecs _and_press their crotches together. The stallion felt his prick hardening as McCormick's genitalia began warming up against his crotch. The tiger's massive claws were crushing into the wall behind him as the growing sensations flooded his body. Sturgis gasped, trying to breathe as McCormick's balls began churning between his legs. The tiger's cock and balls were filling up the pouch of his boxer-briefs, and there was more and more of him with every passing second! McCormick shuddered, and suddenly his dick shot out from between his legs, longer and thicker than any hardon the tiger ever had. Underneath, his balls were bloated with seed, throbbing and swelling and filling his underwear to the limit.

Sturgis's eyes widened in shock when he realised McCormick was completely flaccid. His cock was so fucking thick, pressed against the fabric of his boxer-briefs by his swollen balls. The grotesque muscle bulge in McCormick's underwear was beginning to throb, visibly thickening and deflating as the tiger's muscle growth kicked start yet again. With a massive heave his monstrous pecs suddenly surged, bulging out against his chest and growing even more muscular. McCormick's back widened dramatically, his upper body hulking out so fast his back was taking on a Y-shape from the usual V-shaped sexy backs.

McCormick was flexing his gargantuan pectoral muscles by now, releasing Sturgis as he slammed the grotesque-muscle-masses against each other. He had turned into some kind of muscle freak, bigger and huger than anything that had ever existed. McCormick's muscle bulge was growing too huge for his boxer-briefs to contain. There was a rip, and suddenly the tiger's package spilled out of his underwear, still flaccid but unfathomably massive. His monstrous, watermelon sized balls crashed onto Sturgis, throbbing and swelling with muscular size. Sturgis couldn't understand how McCormick kept himself soft with so much muscle growing from every crevice of his body. The stallion was pinned down by the massive, hairy ball sac, he could only watch in terror as McCormick's meat continued to grow. The base of his cock had filled up all the available space on his crotch and was starting to push his muscular legs apart.

"FUCK!" roared the giant tiger-god as his eight-pack bulged even thicker, looking like a brick wall. Sturgis could hear McCormick's muscles bulging and rumbling as he moved to stand. He had grown so huge he was blotting out the light, and the stallion found himself looking up and up and up!

McCormick was a fucking monster. Almost... no, easily TWELVE fucking feet tall and definitely over a ton of pure fucking muscle. His biceps alone were easily_50_ inches around, massive like boulders fused into his rippling arms. McCormick didn't even need to flex for every fucking muscle in his body to stand at attention, huge and powerfully pumped. His waist, while impressively narrow compared to his massive upper body, was so fucking muscled it was wider than Sturgis's chest! The tiger's swollen ball sac reached past his knees, so unbelievably huge they were bigger than Sturgis's torso.

Sturgis could only stare in a mixture of shock and admiration at the sheer size of McCormick's monstrous flesh-beast. Some incomprehensible power was keeping it perfectly flaccid. The stallion had no doubt this was the smallest it was ever going to go while attached to the musclebeast's crotch. Thicker than both of Sturgis's legs and far more muscled, McCormick's meaty cock drooped over his swollen testicles and hanging so low the massive mushroom head was but a few scant inches off the floor.

McCormick, who had been flexing like some insanely-powerful muscle god, exhaled and let his arms fall to his sides. Sturgis expected some sort of deafening shockwave to blast from where his arms struck his body, but realised the tiger's upper body was so freakishly overdeveloped his hands wouldn't be touching his sides without some effort. McCormick looked as though he was still trying to flex a crab pose, but then Sturgis realised his lats and his biceps were so fucking huge they were holding his elbows in that position!

The stallion swooned, his meaty cock throbbing painfully between his legs. As much as he wanted to supress it, the sight and smell of that crazily built muscle freak-god-beast thing was too much for him to comprehend. The look on his face was not lost to McCormick, who had eased himself back into the middle of the room, where the ceiling didn't brush against the tips of his ears. Sturgis's eyes were locked against McCormick's, and then the tiger smiled, showing off his perfect teeth.

Sturgis began to cum, his orgasm suddenly and un-expectantly exploding from his raging hardon. McCormick simply smirked and gave his pecs an awesome power-flex. Sturgis was screaming at the sight of all that muscle exploding and bulging and swelling off that beefy flexed chest. The muscle god had too much power over him, and even the simplest of flexes were sending him over the edge. McCormick continued to play with him, even after he had creamed himself dry. His body was acting on its own, his hips continuing to jerk in the throes of a ferocious orgasm, thrusting his cock into the air.

"I bet you're wondering why my cock isn't hard yet."

The unicorn's light blue hair was sticking to the sides of his head by this point. His sweating suddenly doubling as McCormick's deep voice thundered through his eardrums. Sturgis flopped onto his side, finally catching sight of an unconscious Zeke in the corner of the room. He had forgotten about the thieving little fox, and while he had no idea how Zeke managed to crawl all the way there, he expected the weaker fox had fainted at the sight of the freaky hulk addressing him now.

Sturgis swallowed, returning his attention to the muscular hulk-beast. It was true, he _was_wondering how on earth McCormick was keeping his cock soft.

"You never know what'll happen to you when you grow up," McCormick rumbled, his massive chest rising and falling, "Someone like you especially. All your life you've been muscular and virile. Some of us living the cooperate life are subjected to stress on a 24 hour basis, something you probably would never understand. I was having trouble standing by the time I was 24! By the time I was 30 I was diagnosed with severe erectile dysfunction."

McCormick smirked as thick veins began rising across the vast expanse of his gargantuan mammoth-beast.

"Well," he continued, "The temple's muscle juice has finally cured me of that ailment. If only you knew how I felt, to have something so monstrously large, so freakishly huge growing out of crotch. My cock has morphed into a fucking flesh-beast, filled to bursting with powerfully striated muscles. Normal people don't even have muscles in their fucking penises!"

The tiger-beast began to laugh, his voice booming like thunder. Massive claws reached for his swollen, four-inch nipples and began pinching them. There was a violent_THROB_ as blood began surging into his awesome cock. Sturgis felt his breathing stop as the massive, mushroom head suddenly flared. It was starting to thicken. His entire fucking penis was hardening and stiffening. Sturgis gaped as the throbbing mass of flesh began straightening out, striated muscles bulging and flexing across his mighty shaft, a shaft that was getting longer and thicker and bigger!

"UUGHHHHNNN!!!!!"

Booming throbs echoed throughout the tiny room as McCormick's massive prick surged to life, pointing toward the ceiling as it swelled and swelled. It was monstrous beyond reason, longer than comprehension, so fucking massive Sturgis was getting dizzy from simply looking at it. McCormick crackled and flexed as his cock shot past his head, growing and thickening as his erection reached its peak. Unable to help himself, McCormick stuck out his tongue and ran it along the length of his throbbing shaft, tracing the thick, fire-hose-sized veins that were pulsating across its length.

His cock was beyond godlike, NINE FUCKING FEET LONG and thicker than Sturgis's shoulders! The swollen cockhead was several feet above the tips of McCormick's ears. It was so thick Sturgis couldn't see McCormick's face.

"FUCK YEAH!" McCormick roared, flexing his titanic body as precum began spewing from his cock, "THIS IS WHAT IM FUCKING TALKING ABOUT! I'M A FUCKING GOD! A FUCKING SEX GOD!"

McCormick relaxed his overdeveloped PC muscles, allowing his monstrous erection to fall into a horizontal position. Sturgis felt his heart pounding against his ribcage as the tiger realised he had full control over his cock muscles. McCormick was grinning gleefully as he flexed his powerful cock, purposely swinging it to and fro as he tested out his incredible PC muscles. The freaky, hairy tiger-beast eventually returned his erection to its horizontal position so as to avoid blocking his line of sight.

"I bet you wished this fucking monster was growing out of your crotch," McCormick rumbled, dipping his hand into the hairy bush growing from his crotch, "Well I'm going to show you just how fucking powerful this monster_really_ is!"

McCormick positioned his cock above Sturgis's head and reared his ass back. Sturgis gasped, wide eyed as the tiger suddenly roared, thrusting his cock into the wall above him. The stallion could not take his eyes away even with the debris raining down on him. McCormick's cock had punched a hole in the wall with a resounding BOOM. Sheer bliss was flowing from the enormous tiger-god, his limbs were shuddering as he forced more and more of his cock through the wall until his massive balls got in his way.

"Aw," he murmured, "Guess this will do for now, my balls are too huge."

Sturgis didn't,couldn't say anything.

McCormick reached down, his hands wrapping around Sturgis's legs and pulling him off the ground. The tiger's long reach enabled him to do the same to both Brawn and Zeke, who were still unconscious. Sturgis found himself pressed against McCormick's hairy, crazy-huge pecs with the limp forms of Brawn and Zeke. McCormick began pumping his awesome prick, teasing himself against the hard stone. He was groaning and moaning, his massive pecs heaving and flexing with each mind boggling pump. Brawn and Zeke's unconscious forms slid from his grip and slapped against the base of his titanic fuck-pole.

Suddenly finding his voice, Sturgis managed to cry out as McCormick lifted him up to his face.

"W-What are you doing?!"

"I'm jerking off you stupid child," he growled, clearly enjoying himself, "What the fuck does it look like I'm doing? You should be glad you're still conscious enough to witness this historical event."

"You'll flood this place! We'll drown!"

"Oh you are half right. I will flood this place. But don't worry, you won't drown and neither will your friends. In case you haven't noticed, I am the fucking epitome of strength and masculinity. We might be smack in the middle of a fucking mountain, but the portal from this place is still open. Besides, I can always punch my way out if I wanted to, but I'm not going to do that of course."

McCormick smirked yet again, baring his razor sharp teeth. Sturgis could hear his gargantuan cockhead smashing into the mountain at the end of the hole he had punched into the wall.

"The three of you should be honoured beyond comprehension," he continued, licking his lips with a long tongue, "You'll get to be the first of my muscle-worshipping slaves. Well maybe not that twig of a fox, but you and your brawny friend... definitely."

"You're crazy! What the hell are you planning to do?"

"Whatever the fuck I want," McCormick snarled, his eyes flashing dangerously, "In case you haven't noticed, I'm a fucking muscle god. I can do whatever the fuck I want and no one will be strong enough to stop me. They can shoot all the nukes they want and I'll still come out unscathed."

"I'll never serve you willingly! I don't care how muscled you-"

Sturgis was cut out by a painful yelp as McCormick tightened the grip he had on him.

"Who said anything about free will? Now shut the fuck up and be thankful I have chosen to forgive you for this insolence. I'll deal with you once I'm done pleasuring myself.

And then Sturgis was flying. McCormick had sent him flying with a casual toss. The stallion struck the wall painfully and crumpled to a heap. The situation had taken a turn for the worst. Sturgis had no intention of serving the muscular McCormick. To think this entire mess was the result of a simple babysitting session for some quick money. McCormick clearly had no idea what Sturgis went through on a daily basis. It was greed. And they were all guilty of it. If Sturgis had not been so eager, if Brawn had not been so fixated, if Zeke had not been so greedy when it came to finding the rings, none of this would have happened. McCormick was going to unleash his incredible power on the rest of the world. Hell he was probably going to enslave it. Sturgis neither knew nor cared about Brawn and Zeke's true intentions when it concerned the ultimate power. McCormick had drunk the entire thing, and now he had morphed into some freaky muscle-god-sex-beast monster.

Sturgis's eyes rolled toward the exit. It seemed the magical lighting followed the people who wandered this place. He couldn't see a thing, not even the thirty foot statues. The stallion's eyes then fell upon McCormick's discarded Taser and an idea floated into his head. It was a hopeful one, but then again Sturgis didn't have anything to lose, McCormick could be on him in an instant anyway.

The stallion carefully removed the expended cartridge, leaving the Taser in its close-ranged mode. McCormick's thrusting had grown more violent by the time Sturgis crept up behind him. The huge tiger was grinding Brawn and Zeke against his hairy pecs, clearly enjoying himself. Both the wrestler-bull and the thieving fox sported massive erections despite being out cold. Sturgis bit his lip, chastising himself for the foolishness that was about to ensue. The unicorn squeezed the trigger and locked it in place. The Taser began zapping and spluttering as a bolt of electricity began dancing across the electrodes. Sturgis swiftly took aim, and plunged the activated weapon up McCormick's ass.

***

"UUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHHNNNNNAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!"

Sturgis felt the world shaking as McCormick bellowed at the top of his mighty lungs. The tiger staggered backwards, his entire body flexing and bulging with unbelievable power. So much arousal was crashing into his system from the Taser Sturgis had shoved up his ass. The power of his body was converting all that pain into sheer pleasure. McCormick's cock popped out of the hole as he stumbled backwards, trying to reach into his ass. He wanted to pull the Taser out, to press it against more sensitive areas of his body. He had never been so turned on in his fucking life! It was fucking incredible!

McCormick strained with all his might, his overdeveloped, muscle-bound arms making the task especially difficult. Sturgis dashed out of the way as McCormick's back slammed into the wall, one arm succeeding in retrieving the Taser, the other clutching Brawn and Zeke like dolls. The hairy tiger-monster didn't even look at him, instead slamming the still buzzing Taser against the underside of his cock and screaming in ecstasy. The flood of precum cascading from his cock suddenly intensified, squirting against the ceiling.

"GRRAAAWL!"

Sturgis was up against the opposing wall again, fixated on McCormick's massive prick. The tiger suddenly jerked, his eyes opening wide and rolling to the back of his head as the Taser finally ran out of juice.

"FUCK!" he roared!

Then, McCormick's cock suddenly exploded.

***

The veritable tidal wave of cum surged through the room like a whirlpool. Sturgis gagged and cough as it swept him around and around. McCormick was shooting cum everywhere, his violent orgasm flooding the room with so much seed Sturgis's feet no longer reached the floor. There was too much cum, too much and flowing too strongly. Sturgis was helpless, unable to swim against the current.

McCormick couldn't think. He couldn't see. His mind reduced to his primal urges as he waded through the flooding room. The tiger's monstrous power-cock was erupting like a volcano. He barely registered Brawn and Zeke still around his mighty arms, there was too much pleasure surging through him to think properly, but he knew he wanted to make examples of his future worshippers. McCormick reached the portal and pushed his cock away to look at it.

Through his fuzzy vision, the tiger could make out the golden gate that led to the hotel. McCormick swore as the portal quavered. It was shrinking. The portal only lasted as long as the temple's power remained unconsumed. Without a second thought he plunged Brawn and Zeke back into the roof of the hotel, he had intended to go back to retrieve Sturgis, but in the current circumstances, he guess he could make do with one less worshipper.

The massive tiger had stuck an entire foot through the portal when it suddenly tightened around him. McCormick pulled at his limb, only to find it wedged tightly shut on the collapsing portal. The tiger swore again as he portal continued collapsing, bending the space and time around his leg. Fuck, FUCK NO! He was fucking stuck! McCormick screamed with all his might as the portal began sucking him into the between. His orgasm continued to explode from his cock, and McCormick could do nothing as he was sucked into limbo.

***

Sturgis felt himself swept into the hole McCormick's cock had made in the mountain wall. The tiger was getting sucked into the empty space between worlds as the portal collapsed onto him, and even with all his might he could not escape. Sturgis had thought that as his salvation. But in one last twist of fate McCormick's body had been absorbed before his erupting cock. That cock was now slowly being pulled into limbo, still exploding and still flooding the room with seed.

The stallion sucked in as much air as he could as the hole was completely filled. So much pressure was pushing him against the back of the mountain he couldn't even move his arms, let alone swim out of the cramp space. Sturgis cursed in his head at his foolish greed. This was it. All his efforts had led to-

CRACK.

Sturgis thought for the briefest of moments his bones has cracked under the pressure. Then another crack followed, and Sturgis felt the wall behind him crumbling under the pressure. A sudden surge and the wall broke apart. Sturgis gasped for breath as he was forced into a massive, empty space. There was no light here save the magical glow that followed his being. Sturgis could see the rocks and the globules of cum that were near him. He was falling, falling into utter darkness, into the vast shadow of the unknown. The stallion, glad to be alive, turned toward the wind that rushed against his face, and closed his eyes.

***

It took several minutes for Sturgis to pull together the bravery to open his eyes. He wasn't falling anymore, and yet he hadn't landed on anything. The stallion gasped as he realised he was floating, as if he was suspended in water. The rocks that fell from the wall were doing the same, suspended by the magic of the temple.

Sturgis rolled around in the air, managing to 'swim' toward the safety of land. The magic that broke his fall covered the area of what seemed to be some sort of pit, about the size of a classroom. Sturgis detached himself from the magical cloud-thing and heaved a sigh of relief as his feet touched the cold stone. Something about the magical barrier seemed to only let living beings through. There was a large, unicorn shaped blob of cum floating amongst the rock and the debris. It was as though the barrier was there to purify him, to cleanse him before he pushed through the lone door in the pit.

Sturgis stared at it. The door was of reasonable size, ornately designed but comprised of something that resembled marble. It was hopelessly out of place against the plain, nondescript stone that surrounded it. His mind strangely free of thoughts, Sturgis wandered over to it and gave it a gentle push. The door swung open easily, and the sight of what awaited him took the stallion's breath away.

It was some sort of bath, like those of the ancient Roman Empire. The design was predominantly angular, as was the pool that had been cut into the middle of the large room, complete with several steps leading into it. Sturgis felt his mouth drying up as his brain fought to comprehend what he was seeing.

Memories of McCormick came crashing back into his head. The tiger of average build had hulked out into a twelve foot tall muscle monster with just that tiny bowl of muscle juice, about two sips worth. Sturgis began to shake. Oh god! Oh dear god! Ohmygodohmygodohmygod!!!

The ENTIRE FUCKING pool was FILLED with the SAME, cum-like MUSCLE JUICE.

Sturgis was ready to start hyperventilating as he sought to comprehend the sight of a fucking pool nearly filled to the brim with so much muscle cum! That... that meant what McCormick had drank_hadn't_ been the ultimate power of the temple! Why the portal had sealed (as it was supposed to) prematurely didn't concern the stallion anymore.

The room was cool against his bare body as the trembling stallion stepped into the bathhouse, the ornate door shutting and locking behind him. The temple had welcomed its acolyte, and now no one would be able to disturb him. Sturgis shook as he approached the pool, knowing full well the room would be getting really hot,really soon.

The juice that filled the pool was purer and whiter than Sturgis had ever seen, identical to the contents of the tiny bowl back up in the entrance room. It was as though the greatest of muscle gods had emptied their seed into the greatest of containers, and now Sturgis was to be its greatest vessel. The stallion, still trembling with excitement, knelt beside the pool.

It was not very big, more of a large rectangular pond than an actual swimming pool. Sturgis had chosen the term because of the way it had been cut into the floor. He didn't know how deep the pool went, but even if it was only an inch deep there was more power here than Sturgis's brain could even begin to comprehend. Sturgis knew he was fighting the urge to fling himself in right there and then. He wanted to take this slow to start, to see just what all this muscle milk was capable off.

Sturgis positioned his hand on his semi, feeling it throbbing with excitement as he brought it close to the surface. His cock was as eager as he was to grow huge and powerful, and Sturgis was going to grant it its wish. Not bothering to keep his hands from trembling, Sturgis dipped the head of his cock into the pool.

"Oh fuck!"

He felt it immediately. There was some kind of vitality flowing into him through his cock, energising his body and filling him with an incredible sense of health. A great sheen began glistening through his flowing mane, so much so his hair almost sparkled.

Then the feeling around his cockhead started to change. Sturgis swore under his breath as his cock continued thickening, drinking hungrily from the pool like some sort of reverse orgasm. The underside of his cock was swelling and bulging as his prick continued absorbing large servings of cum and depositing them in his growing balls.

Sturgis kept himself there, forcing unto himself the same discipline he used for his workouts until his testes had swollen to the size of baseballs. The stallion fell back, resting his ass against the cold stone. Thirteen inches of stallion beef stood at attention between his legs but Sturgis paid it no mind. A shaking hand reached for his ball-sac, palming and groping at his swollen testes. Sturgis's ball-sac had been stretched tight by his swollen balls. How much cum had he absorbed? How muscular was he going to get? How fucking massive was he going to grow?

Then the muscle-milk in his balls began churning, his testicles were visibly bulging and contracting against the floor. Sturgis moaned as a shudder ran through his body. The unicorn's skin was starting to tingle. He felt sexy, hot and strong like the fucking stallion that he was.

Sturgis looked to his bulging balls, and smiled.

"I'm going to enjoy this..."