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Humans and Furs find themselves changing size and shape in this Transformation adventure

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Chapter #5

Fang starts to grow as he sleeps.

    by: choleric Author IconMail Icon
Weirdness ruled in the dreams of the big black wolf – though he wouldn’t have said it was weird. More the natural order of things. Fang sat upon a throne in a room decorated with gold, silver and countless shining jewels, a regal red velvet cape draped across unimaginably powerful muscles as pathetic mewling creatures worshipped at his paws. The wolf’s titanic toes overwhelmed even the largest of the tiny figures, and as they knelt and bowed to the looming lupine a wicked thought crossed his mind. As their king – no, as their god, it was his right to do whatever he pleased to the worthless peons. As a large black footpaw came crashing down upon the worshippers, an echoing, booming thud rang out across the room, and Fang awoke with a start.

Urgh. He felt like shit. He hadn’t even been drinking last night. He sat up and rubbed bleary eyes with his meaty hands, looking over his sculpted body as he so often did, being a terrible narcissist. He noticed his blanket was all over the place, his feet sticking out of the end of the specially-constructed bed. Weird. Thinking nothing of it in his headachey state, the wolf cast the bedclothes aside and went to admire his toned, buff physique in the mirror with a few flexing poses. As his heavy footsteps thudded across the carpet, the wolf cracked his head on the lampshade hanging from the ceiling, sending the lightbulb wobbling.

That was... unusual. Cocking a curious eye at his mirror, he noticed with growing anticipation that he seemed to be bigger, and not just a little taller at that. With a few long strides up to the mirror, Fang measured the difference with his previous height roughly with his hands, and came up with an estimate... half a foot. Six inches. Six more inches of muscular, handsome, buff, manly wolf... the wolf was snapped out his reverie by his growing arousal, raw red peeking from his sheath as he admired himself in the mirror, and he was not disappointed by what he saw in the slightest. His most important asset had grown to proportion as well! Silently congratulating himself for avoiding steroids all these years until he found something that worked so well, the wolf watched his massive musculature flex and tense in the mirror with something close to amazement. Fuck, he was huge! Utterly obsessed by the figure in the mirror, Fang found himself unable to avoid attending to his needy erection, eagerly stroking his length as he admired his heroic physique.

“Yeah, you fuckin’ stud... lookit those pecs... mmm, check those biceps...” Fang’s thoughts turned to those of his supporters – the scouts for those bodybuilding magazines. They wanted a Muscle God? Well, they were going to get one, and it was going to be far too much for their puny minds to handle. The thought of the college girls swooning over his new muscle mass and his teammates on the football team fuming as he flaunted his size over them was indescribably delightful for the massive wolf, mesmerised by the juggernaut pleasuring himself before him. As each stroke brought him closer to climax, a thought dug tenaciously into his head... what if this was just the start? What if he could take more of that stuff, get even bigger? As Fang greedily rubbed at his cock he couldn’t help but grin viciously at the thought of the pathetic folks on the street having to stare up just to look at his hefty sac. Even the not-so-pathetic folks like David – all would be nothing beneath him! He’d be huge! Unstoppable! The thought was joined by a swell of pleasure as Fang shot his load onto the grinning wolf in the mirror, a few spurts from his significant length dripping slowly off the reflective surface as Fang roared in ecstasy. The wolf set himself down on his bed as he pondered his next move, still warm and sweaty from afterglow...
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