Cult of the Muscle Beast - TWO

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[COLOR="Red"]DISCLAIMER:
THIS STORY INVOLVES
-One really muscular furry character with a human shaped cock
-Seventeen thousand or so words
-Muscle Growth
-Muscle THEFT
-A little bit of magic[/COLOR]

You have been warned!

<<<Copy pasted from my FA account, ITALICS MAY BE MISSING! Sorry >>>

Cult of the Muscle Beast 2
By SuperWaffle

WARNING: THIS STORY IS VERY, VERY LONG! (Nearly 17k words)

Park Ranger Chris loved working as a park ranger around Mt Saint Fjord, it was his first job since he graduated, but still he wouldn't want to work anywhere else. The air was clean, the landscape was beautiful, and the Rangers HQ resembled a massive log cabin nestled amongst the trees near the middle of the mountain.

The job wasn't perfect of course. There had been a sudden spike in `bigfoot' and `monster' sightings in the past few months, not that the Park Rangers usually bothered, but they too had found evidence that suggested something new was in the forest.

Chris himself had spotted trees that were either broken at the trunk, as if they had been bulldozed, or completely uprooted and left lying around. His colleagues had found and photographed massive footprints on the snow that didn't belong to any of the wild game they had catalogued before.

Not to mention the ravaged state of the dead animals that the campers and hikers and tourists had reported. Initially they had suspected a pack of wolves had moved into the area, but a vet had verified that "no pack of wolves could have done this to the animals". Instead he had suggested that this was the work "of a single creature, but one that had to have jaws so large they couldn't have been any animal found in the area, nor could they have been created by any humans or anthros." The damage was simply too difficult for them to replicate without immense difficulty.

Chris remembered the carcasses they had to remove, evidence suggested some of the bears had been ripped out of their dens and large chunks of flesh torn from their bodies with a singular set of jaws. Not to mention the dead moose found in similar conditions, one of Chris's colleagues had reported a trail of destruction as the moose apparently ran for its life, and when he said "trail of destruction", he meant trees ripped apart and the same massive footprints amongst the fleeing moose's own hoof prints.

Initially they had expected it to be the work of an elaborate prankster, but that theory was soon dismissed. Paranormal enthusiasts had then descended upon the area like vultures to a corpse, every one of them wanting to be `the one' who caught the elusive `Monster of Saint Fjord' on film, or in a trap.

The rangers hated them; the enthusiasts left nothing but litter and destruction in their wake, not to mention the hidden traps that caught animal and ranger alike. No matter what they did, the rangers simply couldn't stop the paranormal enthusiasts from littering, setting up illegal bear traps under the snow, or randomly discharging firearms at shadows they see moving at night.

The residents of the Mt Saint Fjord on the other hand, couldn't love these people even more, being depended on tourism for their income.

Chris sighed as his jeep bumbled along the mountain trail. It was his turn to do the rounds tonight. All he had to do was remove as much crap and as many traps as he could carry and he would be done for the night.

His boots crunched against the snow as he hopped off his now parked jeep. A quick scan of the area with his flashlight quickly revealed the usual markings of the paranormal enthusiasts.

Cans of soda, plastic bags, glass bottles, toiletries, and a half buried bear trap with an acorn as bait.

It was another hour before Chris had finally gotten rid of everything. The paranormal enthusiasts really made life difficult for him, removing their leavings in the dark simply made it impossibly harder.

Chris flung the now-disarmed bear trap into the back of his jeep and proceeded to conduct one last sweep of the area.

The place looked a lot cleaner now than when he arrived. Chris trotted through the snow whilst pointing his flashlight into the darkness. Everything looked normal, clear white snow, clean green evergreens, a pool of bubbling black sludge, clean bald non-evergreens, and a few twigs that weren't completely buried in the snow.

Yep, everything was good. Chris turned to leave.

And spun around almost immediately.

Why the hell was there a pool of bubbling black sludge all the way out here?

Chris approached the pool. It was fairly small, about the size of a dressing mirror, and the black, tar like substance bubbled gently. For something that was bubbling, the pool did not radiate any heat, nor was there any smell, the snow blended well around the pool with no trace of any melting whatsoever.

Chris knelt down next to the pool for a closer look. Each time a bubble popped, it would release a wisp of black smoke that almost immediately sank back into the pool.

"What on earth could you be?" Chris muttered to himself, he did not want to touch it; it looked toxic despite the lack of any smell.

He got up onto his feet and jogged back to the jeep, the best thing to do now would be to report this to someone more senior than he was, they would know what to do about something as strange as this.

It wasn't until he had fastened his seatbelt did Chris hear the pool bubbling violently, so violently in fact, he could hear it all the way here.

Chris turned to face the location of the pool. He couldn't see it amongst the darkness, but he could hear the bubbling getting even more intense, as if he had put his ear next to a pot of boiling water.

Then the bubbled ceased, abruptly.

Chris froze, what had just happened? What kind of bubbling pool of black sludge starts bubbling so violently all of a sudden? Was there a natural gas deposit below?

Chris considered for a moment to get out of the jeep to inspect the pool, but instead turned to point his flashlight towards its general direction.

He did not make it that far.

"AAIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE E!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Park Ranger Chris heard himself scream as long tendrils of smoke flew like miniature torpedoes through the darkness, tearing bullet sized holes into the thick winter shirt as they pierced into him.

Chris felt as though he was on fire. His body had gone stiff, and he could barely scream in agony anymore. It felt as though someone had pressed a burning rod against his spine, the pain wracked his body as it spread out.

Then, like the bubbles, the pain simply ceased.

Chris gasped, what had just happened? Sweat rolled down the sides of his face and off the tip of his nose. There was no sign of any smoke anywhere, did he fall asleep in the jeep and experienced a nightmare?

Unfortunately for Chris, a quick look down quickly revealed the bullet sized holes that had been pierced in his uniform. There was no sign of any injury to his body, as if the shirt had holes in them all along.

Chris reached out and touched one of the holes.

Only to have energy blasted into his body like a bolt of lightning. Chris jumped, shaking the jeep as he did. His cock had gone rigid, enveloped in a strange, warm sensation.

"What the f-fuahh.... ahhh! Ughhh!"

His entire body stiffened against his control.

"Oh Jesus! What's happening to me!?"

As if answering his question, his rock solid cock surged outwards as his muscles involuntarily flexed, thrusting his hard weapon into the air. It was so hard in fact, despite the thick clothing it tented straight up.

"YARRHRHHHHGHHHH!"

Muscles seemed to explode all over his body in unison. His arms bulked out so much they tore the thick sleeves off his shirt, great mounds of muscle surged outwards, Chris managed to sneak a look, his biceps had become so developed they even had a split peak. Chris slammed his arms down onto the headrests, his rigid body resting on them like a stiff board now.

Grunts followed another involuntary pelvis trust. Chris could feel his bones popping and snapping as his shoulders thickened and broadened under the shirt. His chest bulged out against the shirt as his pecs swelled like inflating balloons, causing the material of his shirt to retreat up his waist, revealing a solid six pack as whatever fat around them melted away.

Chris felt himself gasp as the shirt brushed against his erect nipples as he filled it up. His cock throbbed in response under his pants.

Speaking of pants.

Chris looked down, feeling the thick coils of muscle snaking around his legs. Energy surged within him until his muscular new legs tore through the material, shredding it to bits. Bulging muscles bulged everywhere Chris could see on his new body, his pecs, his abs, his legs, and that inhuman tent in his underwear.

"Fuck yeah! More! MORE!"

Chris had control over his body again, and quickly flung himself out of the jeep and onto the ground. Fuck! It was so easy now!

Chris spread his legs apart and bent his knees, the incredible muscles in his thighs and calves easily supposed his heavy upper body. He brought a bicep to his face and kissed it. Good God! It was so fucking hard against his lips, and it was still growing.

Veins began covering his muscles as they bulged and grew, Chris's tongue felt one zipping across the bicep he was kissing. Even more veins snaked across his exposed member, it was almost a foot in length now and it tented so much Chris's underwear had tented with it, exposing a good portion of his shaft to the cold winter air.

Chris's muscle growth eventually slowed, much to his disappointment.

He flexed a bicep against his fingers. Fuck! He had gone from an ordinary guy to an Olympic bodybuilder in a matter of minutes! With a giant cock to go with it!

Chris brought his fists to his waist for a lat spread pose. He could feel his lats flaring like wings on his incredible back. It didn't take too long for him to get back into his feet-far-apart stance. This body was amazing! So that's how being a bodybuilder felt!

His new muscles allowed him an incredible amount of control over his pelvis trusting. Chris's heavy, tennis-ball sized balls eventually falling out of his stretched undies. Chris loved how heavy they felt as he trusted his cock into the air, each trust ended with his heavy balls crashing back against his balls. Chris was ecstatic, it wasn't long before he had flexed off his now too-small winter shirt, his incredible was covered in nothing but a pair of undies now, yet, he did not feel cold! In fact, he felt hot.

Chris flung himself back into the jeep's passenger seat, tore off his undies and proceeded to manhandle that foot long rod that reached his belly button.

"F-FUCK! Y-Yeaahh!! Gggrrrugghhhhhhhh!!!! O-Oh God! Yeah! YEAH!!!!"

It didn't take much to send Chris into one of the wildest orgasms he ever had. His muscular body flexed and bulged as he pumped his exploding cock, covering his incredible pecs and abs with his cream. Squirt after squirt after squirt of cum splattered against him, Chris counted every one of them as best he could, it would have been a great judge of how manly he had become.

It took 18 powerful squirts to satisfy Chris's monster, the real Chris eventually falling back onto the seat, his cum-stained body was limp, yet it radiated sheer power under the starlight.

Chris let himself take a good, long look at that beautiful body that was impossibly his.

"Fuck yeah, who wouldn't want me now?"

"I know I do."

Chris jumped and spun around, just as a large plume of black smoke barrelled into his face.

***

Jerrod felt his ears twitch and opened his eyes.

What was that?

His long, sensitive ears scanned the area outside the igloo as best they could with Jerrod lying on his back. There was no movement whatsoever around them. Everything was still, not the sound of a single flake of snow falling, nor the sound of a single leaf or branch swaying.

That's strange.

Jerrod scanned the area again, his sensitive body picking up the even the most minute of vibrations from the ground. For the briefest of moments he had felt something that made the very fur on the back of his neck stand on end, as if something terrible had come back to the forests. But there was nothing now, not even a hint of whatever had stirred him from his slumber.

Was it just my imagination?

Jerrod looked down. Jake's small human frame snoozed on top of him; his face buried in the pubic fur between Jerrod's furry, pillow-sized muscle pecs. Jake loved sleeping like this, it kept his nose warm in the bitterly cold winter nights. In fact, Jerrod was strong enough to completely protect himself and Jake from the cold without the need for the igloo.

Yet, Jake, in all his loving kindness, had insisted they look for chunks of solid snow or ice for the igloo just so Jerrod would not get buried should a blizzard start during the night. Jerrod had put on an incredible display of his muscular prowess in protest, but Jake had pointed out Jerrod could not take him during his hunts and he would need some sort of shelter while he waited, squashing Jerrod's argument flat.

So they did, Jerrod brought back every icy block of snow he could find during his hunts and, under Jake's guidance, carved them into rectangular blocks with his claws. Eventually they had dug a large hole in the snow and stacked the icy snow-blocks around it. The igloo was incredibly big compared to the ones Jake had told him about in a place called the `Arctic', but they needed it big if Jerrod was to fit inside.

Jerrod caressed his mate's nearly naked body as he waited for sleep. This was the only creature in the world who loved him, who still loved him after the accident, who refused to abandon him for the comforts of the civilised world. Every other human seemed out to get him, not that they stood any chance; their traps were too flimsy and too weak to hold down a beast such as he.

Jerrod gently caressed his mates exposed back again.

Thank you, Jake.

***

Lord Davron rose to his feet.

He was mobile once again! At last! At long last!

Davron was satisfied with this body thus far. Sure, it wasn't as magnificent as he truly was, but it had taken a lot of his power to keep his essence from dissolving into nothingness, this human has passed him by at just the right time.

Now that Davron was mobile again, he could finally set the plan, that he had spent months planning, in motion. His plan was a bold one, even he knew that, but many moons ago he had possessed what he thought was the ideal vessel for him, and subsequently blessed it with his near godlike power. Unfortunately for him, after the little incident, he was banished from that particular vessel and nearly destroyed. Now, that vessel had been damaged, and was no longer ideal for Lord Davron.

This one on the other hand, would do for now. Davron still sought his human prize, a (comparatively) meek human who capable of pleasuring him beyond anything every pleasure boy or man had done in the past, combined. He was almost addicted, a large portion of his master plan constituted of recapturing that particular human.

`Jake', that was his beautiful name.

The other portion of his plan was recharge himself to his full strength, and then he would capture his previous vessel and harvest as much as power from him as he wanted. The previous vessel was more or less an endless fount of power now, and Davron was going to keep it, gorge himself on its power, wait for it to recharge, and repeat.

When he succeeded, he would be more than anyone.

He would be beyond godlike, for real this time.

Davron stopped the jeep he had been driving in. His body was stark naked, Davron had nothing to fear though; his body was sculptured and strong and powerful, albeit not as sculptured and strong and powerful as he would have liked. It would have to do for now.

He stood in front of a large building covered in tree logs. His vessels memories indicated this was his place of employment, and it was filled with fit, strong men. Davron smiled through the lips of his human vessel. Fit, strong men were the ideal minions based on past experiences, a much better alternative than the small, frail humans that composed the majority of the cult that freed him from his prison a few moons ago.

"I better get started." Davron muttered through his human lips, and pushed his way through the main entrance's glass doors.

"Woah! Hey! Do you need hel-oh, shit! Chris?!"

Davron was pleased, even in this weakened state the human behind the desk was in awe of his muscular body.

"Yeah it's me John. Don't worry man, I just wanna show you something." Davron barely managed to get the words right, human mouths felt so weird. But without waiting, Davron spread his legs apart and bent his knees slightly. Blood began surging into his cock almost immediately.

John looked terrified. He had backed as far back as he could by now, his eyes transfixed on the massive (by human standards) beast that was awakening in his (possessed) colleague's crotch.

Davron smiled as his cock reached full hardness, and released a blast of sexual and magical energy right at John.

The resulting screams, grunts, moans, and the sounds a human body makes when it hits a wooden floor were enough indication his magic still worked. John was on the floor now, hidden behind the counter. Davron could hear the sound of fabric tearing as his magic did its work.

Davron counted to ten and approached. Apart from the heavy panting, John had gone silent.

"Rise up slave! Show your master you are worthy of him!"

John obeyed at once.

A huge, naked bodybuilder slowly rose from behind the counter. He had the face of the vessels colleague, but the resemblance ended there. The muscleman rose to his full height to face Davron, he was not as magnificent as he was of course, but there was not to be any as magnificent as Lord Davron.

"Flex." Davron commanded.

His minion immediately obeyed, flexing pose after pose after pose for him, great muscles bulged and flexed and rippled all over his muscular body.

Davron approached his slave and inspected his pecs. Yes, this was good, the muscle felt hard and strong against his palms. Davron continued his inspection, running his hands all over his slave's body until he was satisfied.

Yes, this design was satisfactory. All he had to do now was enslave the rest of the men and redecorate the place a little, and then he could move on to the next phase of his plan.

Sure enough, the rest of the men were soon morphed into his hulking, sexy slaves, each one of them resembling well endowed, well developed bodybuilders. Davron made some effort to remember their names as he chained each one to his will, but he soon grew bored and decided to refer to each and every one of them as `slave'.

The redecoration on the other hand, took even more effort. Davron had to retain the building's visible structure, his vessels memories indicated people tended to travel in and out during the day, mostly tourists and other weak minded humans. But Davron only wanted the cream of the crop to serve as his slaves this time, especially after the disaster that had damaged his previous vessel. Davron clothed one of his slaves with his magic and ordered him to remain behind the counter, he was going to operate with more subtlety this time, he had to if he was going to capture his previous vessel along with his prize.

Davron placed his palms against the wall closest to him and casted a spell.

Powerful magic made short work of the mountain next to the building. Davron could sense his magic carving its way around to form a network of tunnels and chambers.

Davron felt his face twisting with glee as he rode the newly built steps down into the dark dungeon. Torches hanging from the walls burst into flame as he strode past, providing his slaves the illumination their puny eyes needed.

Mild disappointment flickered across his face as he finally halted behind a large, steel door. Davron remembered conjuring up heavy marble doors, not steel, he really was weak.

Oh well, he would fix that later.

Davron pushed past the door into his designated `Pleasure Room' and peaked inside.

Torches burst into flame as he looked, casting their orange light around the room. The walls of the square room were lined with jail cells. Each wall, minus the one with the steel door, had three jail cells, complete with the jail bars, allowing whatever slave he chose to hold inside complete vision of the outside.

More disappointment flashed across Davron's face as he realised most of the cells lacked the barbells and shackles he had remembered weaving into his spell. He had planned for his slaves to work out when he imprisoned them, so they would come out bigger and stronger when Davron needed them again.

Davron sighed, no matter, he would fix those later.

He stepped into the room for a closer inspection of the central area, his muscle slaves obediently followed him in.

The outer areas of the central square were decorated with various gym equipment, bench presses, power cages, free weights, barbells, and the like. Davron had fished the knowledge of such objects out of his vessels mind. The humans used them for the purpose of growing and strengthen their muscles. Davron was surprised such simple creatures could think up something even he hadn't fathomed, but he planned to use these objects to assist in his growth, until he was strong enough to resist any prison that tried to hold him.

Davron paused in the centre of the room, where a huge tub was built into the dungeon floor. Davron brushed his hand around the smooth surface, this pleasure tub was formed just as he hoped it would be, no imperfections, it was perfect.

Davron's human face twisted into another smile.

"Slaves!" he commanded "Kneel before this tub!"

His slaves obeyed at once, surrounding the tub, falling onto their knees and locking their arms to each other's shoulders.

Their sweaty muscles glistening in the firelight pleased Davron. It was such a pity these humans could not fully comprehend what Davron was planning. Oh well, maybe he would elevate their might if they pleased him.

"Now my slaves," Davron muttered as he caressed the muscles of the slave before him, "CUM FOR ME!"

Davron felt his spell working to perfection, sensing its energy coursing through the interlocked slaves. They had begun to cry out in pleasure as blood surged into their growing cocks, preparing them for the orgasm of their lives.

Whilst most of the magical energy went to stimulating their cocks into mind blowing orgasms, the rest of it wrapped around their balls, revitalising and teasing them into producing more and more cum.

Davron smiled as their orgasms hit, sending thick coils of delicious cum splattering into the tub. He knelt down behind one of his slaves and ran his muscles around his abs, feeling them clench as his slave was driven into a frenzy of uncontrollable squirts.

"Yes," Davron whispered as he left his slave to his orgasm and made his way to some barbells, "Cum for me."

The muscle slaves continued their endless cries as Davron's magic rejuvenated their balls and stimulated their cocks beyond reason. Davron almost found their wails stimulating. He could feel his own cock starting to harden as he picked up a set of heavy barbells and made his way back to the tub.

The tub however, was filling up rather slowly despite his slaves best efforts. Perhaps they needed just a little more.

Davron began pumping the weights in his arms, feeling his muscles straining and groaning as he went. Power began charging up in his pumped arms and Davron directed that power down to his hardening cock, allowing it to slowly build at his precum-soaked cockhead.

He could tell by now exhaustion was beginning to set in on his slaves, and he couldn't afford that, but that was what the weights were for.

Davron unleashed the stored energy in his thick, throbbing cock, earning him wails and convulsions from his slaves as their cocks began spewing with renewed vigour.

A smile twisted its way back onto Davron's face as he made his way to the power cage. Just a little while more...

The smile continued its journey across Davron's face, twisting far beyond what should have been possible for a human face as it prepared for a laugh.

Yes, his rebirth would be...

Glorious.

***

Jerrod shivered, and forced himself awake.

Something that felt like a cold, dark veil swiftly slid off the hand he had on his mate's back and slithered away from his senses.

Jerrod's powerful ab muscles crunched as he sat up without the help of his arms, wrapped his startled mate with his massive limbs, and shoved his back to the wall of the pit covered by the igloo to prevent anything from sneaking up behind him.

A low growl left Jerrod's lips, he was hell bent on catching the culprit this time. Oh the things he would do to anything that dared to harm even a hair on Jake's beautiful head.

"Jerrod?" came his mates muffled voice from between his pecs, "Is everything alright up there?"

"Felt... something!" Jerrod snarled. His throat was no longer built for words, rendering speech difficult.

Still clutching his mate in one mighty arm, Jerrod sunk low and slowly crept around the pit the igloo covered. Jerrod's incredible senses scanned the edges of their snowy home as he slowly crept, his strong lungs pulled incredible amounts of air through his sensitive nostrils, checking for even the slightest hint that something was wrong.

Jake had gone silent now, still pressed against Jerrod's chest by a powerful claw.

Jerrod completed the lower wall sweep of their home and slowly stood up, if that thing wasn't near the ground, maybe it was hiding between the gaps in the ice blocks that made up the igloo.

Jake carefully planted his feet onto the ground as Jerrod released him, barely making a sound even for Jerrod's sensitive ears. Jerrod towered over his mate as he reared himself to his full height, he had gotten so massive after the `incident' Jake's face only reached his abs now, not that either of them minded, it just made it easier for Jerrod to protect him.

The length of Jerrod's soft, foot-and-a-half-long meat pressed against Jakes chest as he pushed his mate's face into his abs for protection, one massive claw covering most of his back alone. Jerrod began brushing his nose against the ice blocks, it was a good thing the igloo was big, allowing him to stand at his full height and operate without getting distracted.

The cold, icy walls tickled him as his nose brushed past. Jerrod's eyes could make out the locations of the gaps using what little light coming from the stars outside. He knew very well Jake stood in utter darkness right now, he could sense a thread of fear and concern coming from his mate. Jake was concerned for Jerrod's safety, the mere thought almost melted Jerrod's heart, but he had an intruder to find first, and he was going to find it and crush it to bits between his powerful claws.

Jerrod reached the last block of ice, he had detected nothing wrong in any of the previous ones, that meant whatever it was that was brave enough to touch his mate was hiding in there.

Jerrod brought his nose close to the block, he was going to identify what the culprit was first, and then erase its very existence in as painful a manner as possible. Jerrod closed his eyes, and sniffed.

His eyes opened in shock, and he sniffed again, suddenly desperately wanting to confirm his suspicious.

There was nothing, nothing but a simple block of ice.

Jake had noticed it too.

"Jerrod," he called from underneath Jerrod's shelf-like pecs, "I think you had a nightmare."

Jerrod growled, there was no way that thing could have just vanished like that. He brought a clawed hand to caress the surface of the ice block and sure enough, it was just an ordinary block of ice.

Jake's warm hand gripping the fur on his shoulders pulled Jerrod back to reality. He had pulled himself up to embrace Jerrod, his bare chest pressing against the side of his face.

"It's okay Jerrod," he cooed, "You're the biggest, strongest, sexiest beast there is. Nothing would dare come in here."

That made sense, he was the strongest thing here and everyone knew it.

"Geez Jerrod, you're tensed, try to relax a little." Jake continued, running his hands across Jerrod's flexed shoulders.

Then a strangely naughty vibe pulsed from Jake. Jerrod, distracted, turned to look. Only to have Jake plant a sweet smooch on his nose, buckling his knees and sending them crashing to the snowy floor.

Though dazed and kneeling, Jerrod still felt Jake sliding off him and planting his feet onto the floor. Gentle hands held his large head as Jake came in for another attack, fearlessly kissing his fanged visage and pressing himself against his muscles.

"You need to relax Jerrod," he cooed, rubbing his nose against Jerrod's, "let me help you with that."

Suddenly Jerrod felt incredibly excited and alert. Jake wanted to play with him!

Automatically, Jerrod reached out a large hand and stuck a clawed finger down his mate's deer skin underwear. But before he could yank off Jake's sleepwear, his mate's soft hands surrounded his finger and held it.

"No," he whispered, pressing the side of his face down against Jerrod's snout, "I wanna do it, that way."

Jerrod felt his eyes go wide, there was only one `that' way.

"Turn over Jerrod." Jake said softly.

Jerrod whined, bending his ears down and trying to sound as small and pitiful as he could. He knew just what Jake was going to do to him. His mate was going to help him relax, but he was going to do it without bringing him to an orgasm. He understood why Jake didn't allow sex inside the igloo. Jerrod's orgasms were intense, violent, and powerful enough to destroy their little home.

But still! He didn't like how that way started out!

Despite his protesting and curling into a ball, Jerrod eventually found himself lying on his stomach, his meat pressed between his pecs, his lupine face rested on the ground, eyes closed.

Jake lay on top of him, arms wrapped around Jerrod's muscular neck, his face resting on Jerrod's fluffy head, between his long, pointy ears.

"Are you ready? You big, strong, musclebeast you."

Despite the ego boosting compliment, Jerrod could only whine, and covered his eyes with his pointy ears.

Jerrod felt Jake sit up on his back, turning, and sliding down toward his rump. Jake had straddled himself on top of Jerrod's waist, his body barely putting any pressure on Jerrod's body at all.

"Here it comes!" He giggled, and seized Jerrod's ass muscles in a tight grip.

"GRRAAAAWL!"

"I love you too Jerrod!" he laughed as Jerrod flexed his glutes, pulling the muscles out of Jake's hands in a snap.

Electricity pulsed within Jerrod as Jake attacked him again, mercilessly squeezing his ass or teasing the edges of his sensitive muscles with brutal accuracy. Jerrod roared and slammed his fists onto the ground as Jake continued torturing him, burning a mixture of pain and pleasure across his ass.

Jerrod remembered the first time Jake did this. They were playing outside in the snow and Jake, who had fallen on top of Jerrod, playfully took a bite at his rippling ass muscles. Jerrod's reaction soon landed him face down on the snow, with Jake playing and rubbing and tickling his ass until he couldn't move anymore.

That relaxing effect an ass massage had on Jerrod was just what Jake had intended to-

"UGHH!"

Jerrod cried out as Jake bit into his ass and ran his teeth along the sensitive muscles, blood surged into his cock from the pleasure, thickening against his chest and nearly forcing him up. He was half tempted to rear up and smother his mate with his godly muscles just to buy himself some time. But Jerrod knew very well Jake meant well, and he was forsaking his own rest just so Jerrod could rest easily.

Strong fingers gripped the sides of Jerrod's ass, forcing them to flex involuntarily and causing a moan to float out of Jerrod lips. His ass muscles felt warm and sore now, the rippling muscles were starting to lose their feeling of Jake's fingers.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before Jerrod could barely feel Jake's hands massaging his warm ass at all; his entire body just felt sooooo relaxed.

Jerrod, too relaxed to open his eyes, groped around for Jake when he heard his mate flopping onto the snow, exhausted from grabbing at his ass for so long. A soft groan soon indicated he had found him, and Jerrod turned onto his back, his cock bouncing to attention in front of him.

Only neither of them really bothered with it. Jerrod was sleepier than ever, and Jake had already fallen asleep in his favourite spot between Jerrod's pecs.

"Night... Jake." Jerrod managed, resting a heavy claw on Jake's soft back.

Jake's lips tickled the pubic fur between his pecs as he spoke, "Goodnight Jerrod."

***

A twang of jealously stung at the side of Davron's head as he watched his prize falling asleep on his accursed ex-vessel.

Actually, Davron was ready to breathe fire. His spying on the location of his prize had ruined his relaxing cum bath completely. Davron considered destroying the smoke-framed mirror that acted as his scrying lens, he was nearly fuming, that was just the sort of thing he wanted Jake to do, but to do to him and him alone!

The mirror quavered as he pushed it aside, still suspended in midair by his magic. Davron sat up in the tub, despite sitting cross-legged with his back straight, the cum level still reached the middle of his chest.

Davron scooped a handful of the thick, creamy milk and rubbed it over his biceps, chest and shoulders, enjoying how the cum felt against the hard muscles. His slaves had worked overtime to produce this much cream for his bath, and even after that Davron would not give them rest. Right now, as Davron lathered himself in their salty cream, his muscle slaves were traversing the snowy terrain toward his prize; Davron would then channel his magic through his slaves when they were close enough.

The sudden realisation he was mere minutes away from his prize flooded Davron with excitement. He could almost taste his sweet human prize, memories of the heavenly pleasures Jake had sent him through flooded his mind, oh the sweet, sensual times they would have once he was captured and under Davron's sway.

Davron caught his drool before it left his mouth. He had nearly forgotten about the endless fount of power that was his previous vessel, Davron couldn't even fathom the limitless possibilities of drinking so much power, all he could think of was the things Jake would do for him once he witnessed Davron's true magnificence.

In fact...

Davron scooped up a handful of the thick cum and watched it drip out of his hand.

"I wonder how potent you are..." he muttered, there was power in this, but he didn't know how much.

Oh well, only one way to find out.

Davron placed his hands back on his hips and stretched his legs out. He wondered for a brief moment why he hadn't done this earlier, assuming he was right about the power in the warm milk around him.

Davron shut his eyes, and silently casted his spell.

"UGHNN!!!"

The cum gurgled as Davron absorbed some of it into his body. His muscles bulked as they packed on solid mass, thickening and hardening and strengthening as the level of cum began to fall.

In a second it was over and Davron proceeded to take a look at his new body. He hadn't grown any taller, but his muscles felt at least a third of an inch thicker just about everywhere, including his heavy new chest.

"Oohhh! Yes!"

His entire body tingled with warmth as Davron reached down for his cock. Even flaccid, merely touching the thick, heavy organ with his now-stronger hands flooded Davron with endorphins, compounding the therapeutic effect his growth had provided for him.

In fact, Davron actually didn't feel angry anymore. Now that he thought about it, his slaves were preparing a magical trap after all, and sooner or later he would have Jake under his sway.

Davron got himself comfortable and pulled the smoke mirror back to him. Jake and his...pet were sleeping soundly in their igloo. Davron zoomed in closer to Jake, who wore nothing but a pair of deer skin underwear that looked suspiciously handmade. His beautiful form lay on his previous vessel's undeniably muscular body, his face buried in the pubic fur between Jerrod's pecs.

Davron groaned as his cock reached full hardness, he was getting horny simply imagining Jake sleeping on his chest like that, he could barely contain his excitement now, oh the wonderful things he and Jake would do together!

"Master, we are in position!" came the voice of one of his slaves in his head.

"I'll work the spell in a minute, just stay there."

Davron sent the vision in the mirror back a few minutes, to the point where Jake was about to start his hot, steamy ass massage, and played it again.

"Yeeah," Davron muttered, fondling his meat while he enjoyed the `porno' (as these humans called it), "I will have you soon Jake, very, very soon!"


***

Jerrod groaned, his head pounding from a headache he was nearly unfamiliar with.

What's going on?

"Ah so you're awake at last."

Jerrod forced his eyes open, searching for the source of that deep, calm voice despite his blurred vision.

Eventually his eyes focused and the stone room fell into place. Jerrod was suspended in the air like a spread eagle, his arms and legs were clamped by some of the thickest, metallic braces he had ever seen and held by long chains to a wall.

Jake! Where is Jake?!

"Your friend is safe." The voice said in his ear, Jerrod could not see the speaker, but the sound was coming dangerously close to his ears.

Jerrod struggled against the chains that bound him. He wanted to roar, to growl and to snarl like the beast that he was, but a thick metal brace was clasped around his jaws, silencing him.

Then the scent of his captor wafted past his nose. Jerrod's ears twitched as he recognised it.

YOU!

Davron seemed to read his thoughts, "Yes. ME."

Davron was back, and he had taken Jake! Veins began throbbing around Jerrod's muscles as anger boiled up in him like an unrelenting storm. Jerrod would have probably tried to listen to the voice in his ear, but he was angrier than ever and he could not vent any of it.

Then Davron's deep, icy voice cut through Jerrod's mind, slicing away through his anger to make himself heard.

"Jake is safe," he muttered, just as a mirror materialised before Jerrod, "As you can see.."

The mirror began to quaver, Jerrod's reflection quickly vanishing in a sea of ripples. A small room seemed to materialise on the smooth surface, then the image seemed to zoom closer to a large bed that was bigger than Jerrod.

Jerrod's eyes went wide in shock.

His mate lay under the thick white sheets, his head propped up by thick pillows, peacefully asleep and completely unaware of Jerrod's absence.

JAKE! WAKE UP! PLEASE!

"He cannot hear you my precious," cold fingers ran along the edges of his face, as Davron whispered, "Why, he doesn't even know you're gone!"

No! This cannot be true! Jake was more sensitive to my presence than I am to him!

"Yes, keep thinking that, you will serve your purpose, either way."

My purpose?

A harrowing laughter formed icicles along his spine.

"Yes. I will gorge myself on the power you continually produce, and perhaps I will keep you around to witness my rebirth as... a god"

Fuck you!

"Perhaps I will allow you witness me claiming your precious mate as mine"

Jake will never love you! NEVER!

"Once I'm done harvesting the power in you, Jake will be powerless to resist me, in fact, nobody will! Once you are dry, I will simply let you recharge, and I will drain you again, and again, and again until Jake forgets your name."

That will never happen! Jake refused to leave me for the civilised world! He will never love you!

"Denial is always the first step. Jake adores muscles and giant cocks, why else would he even bother with you?"

Jake...I...

"Maybe I will present you to him as a loyal pet. I'm going to give Jake everything he wants once he's mine. I wonder if you will even qualify as a plaything, seeing that I'm planning to keep you as food."

A long tongue caressed the side of his face. Jerrod caught a brief glimpse of a chiselled human face before he turned away in disgust.

"My, aren't you sweet."

Then the chiselled, handsome human face flew into his vision as Davron floated in the air in front of him. His body was strong, muscular, and well endowed, but he still lacked immensely compared to Jerrod.

"Oh, by the time I leave this room, YOU will be the one lacking immensely!"

Davron gently floated to the ground. A wave of his hand later, Jerrod's body began to descend until his feet were clamped into the stone floor. Davron was tall for a human body, and came up to Jerrod's pecs.

"Let us begin shall we?" Davron said, a mad gleam flickering across his face.

Wait! W-What are you-UUHGHHNGNNNNNNNNN!

Electricity exploded from where Davron's fingers touched his cock. Almost at once blood began rushing down to feed his arousal. Jerrod fought against him as hard as he could, but there was only so much resistance he could put up against magic. Davron's finger slid up along his shaft to the head, gorging the organ with so much blood the skin around it began to tighten.

Jerrod struggled as much as he could as he tried to keep his cock away from Davron's mouth. Jake was the only living thing in the world who was allowed touch his cock, much less lick it. Unfortunately, his bounds were tighter than he hoped, and his struggles barely registered at all. Davron could simply hold the head in his hands to stop the shaking.

"Mmmmmm. You taste so good." Davron muttered as his long tongue invaded Jerrod's cock, sending him into uncontrolled spasms as his orgasm began gushing to the surface.

The magically induced orgasm exploded from Jerrod's cock with so much force he could feel the pressure difference in his meat. Davron's mouth sucked mercilessly against his cumslit, swallowing the deluge of cum that exploded from the tip as Jerrod silently screamed.

Then, Davron began to change.

It was slow at first, but Jerrod could clearly see his muscles thickening. Popping and snapping sounds drifted into his ears as Davron's bones began to grow and thicken.

Then, everything accelerated.

Davron began to grow so huge he had to bend his back just to continue milking Jerrod, and he wasn't just packing on muscle. The magic emanating from Davron's thickening hands seemed to get even more intense as he hulked up.

Jerrod watched in sheer horror as Davron's shoulders began filling out with molten steel. His skin had become so tight now Jerrod could see each individual muscle pumping and swelling as Davron's shoulders grew so thick and wide it made his head look small.

Then his chest began to fill out. Raw power pulsed from his pecs as they surged out, bulging and flexing on either side of Jerrod's exploding cock. They filled up with so much muscle that his nipples pointed down, that Jerrod could clearly see the muscles rippling with each breath he took. The thick, bulging muscles on his chest expanded until they were larger the pillows. They were larger and stronger than Jerrod's own pecs now.

Davron was so tall by now he had positioned himself such that Jerrod could not see his abs. But Jerrod knew very well what was happening to them, and he did not like it.

Then Jerrod finally looked at the arms that controlled the hands that milked his cock so vigorously. Thick cords of muscle roped themselves around his mammoth arms as Davron drank, defining and chiselling the muscles far beyond Jerrod's own.

It was then Jerrod's orgasm finally reduced to a trickle. But Davron was relentless, his head had grown bigger from Jerrod's power, his mouth could now completely devour Jerrod's cock, and Davron did just that as he sucked any remaining cum right out of Jerrod's balls.

"Oh, yes, YES! The power, I feel it! I FEEL IT!"

Davron released Jerrod's throbbing cock, reared to his full height and flexed. For the first time, Jerrod got a full and terrifying view of the new Davron. Apart from the fact Darvon was now half a foot taller than Jerrod, Davron had a set of shoulders that were wider and thicker than Jerrod could imagine.

Those shoulders ended in a tight, hard waist that completed his torso. His pecs were larger and stronger than Jerrod's, and his massive eightpack alone pulsed with intense power. Davron's arms and legs were thick, powerful, and far stronger than Jerrod's own.

Then Jerrod saw it, slowly rising from between Davron's crotch as its owner admired his new muscles, the largest monster he had ever seen, far beyond what he could comprehend.

"Yeeaaah. I think it likes you."

Jerrod watched, wide eyed as Davron's cock swelled and grew to its full strength before his very eyes. It was so inexplicably huge the throbbing, veiny organ stuck straight up, the head on the same level as Davron's own.

"Fuck!" Davron said, giving his cockhead a nice, long lick, "It feels so fucking strong!"

No... What have I done?!

Davron, reading his thoughts, placed his full bodyweight on Jerrod and leaned.

"What you've done, is initiate my rebirth." He whispered softly, his voice laced with mock sweetness.

Davron brought up a bicep and flexed it in Jerrod's face. Jerrod could only watch as the powerful muscle bulged and bulged and bulged until it dwarfed his already large head with its even larger size.

"Fuck yeah! I'm gonna make Jake cream his pants without even touching him! Well, IF he had pants anyway."

Ignoring Jerrod's reaction, Davron began to flex his new muscles, taunting Jerrod whenever he wasn't too distracted with himself.

"Fuck! Feel the power in my pecs wimp!" he snarled, squeezing Jerrod's snout between his gargantuan pecs until he had difficulty breathing.

"Yeah, you are the one lacking now!" he grunted, turning his back to Jerrod and rippling every muscle that was behind him.

Then a large hand came down to grab at his ass. "I bet Jake will like this."

Jerrod's startled reaction earned him a cold laugh as Davron rippled his ass muscles before him. Jerrod knew his own ass was taut and muscular, but this, how would he beat this?!

"You can't! I am far more magnificent than you could ever-"

A soft groan cut in, distracting both Jerrod and Davron and turning their attention to the smoke mirror.

Jake groaned again under the sheets as he began to awake.

"Ah, Jake is finally awake!" Davron announced, conjuring a large apple into his hand as he spoke.

Jerrod struggled again as Davron pushed his face into Jerrod's.

"I wonder if Jake will taste as sweet."

Jerrod was forced to watch in horror as Davron graced the apple's red skin with his lips.

Then he took a slow, sensual bite into the crunchy fruit, splattering Jerrod with its juices.

"Yes" he continued, forcing Jerrod to make eye contact with him and his apple, "I think he will be much sweeter than this.

***

Davron was half tempted to jump up, squeal, and do several cartwheels. But if did, his powerful new body might destroy the tunnel he stood in now, and he didn't want that, despite how big and strong it would make him feel.

He reached a shaking hand to the doorknob, just beyond this marble door lay the most precious of gifts, Davron was nervous, and this was the only person in the world who ever made him nervous.

His hand seized the knob and pushed the heavy door open. Davron's nervousness melted away, he knew Jerrod still had a view of his room, having left the smoke mirror in his prison to torture him.

The door opened to reveal a warm, cream coloured room carved into the mountains next to the `Ranger's Headquarters' that served as his base of operations. The room was lit by several crystals embedded in the ceiling that emitted a soft, warm, cream coloured light that gave the wall's its colour. Jake was covered under the thick white sheets, one side of his face buried in a thick pillow. He actually looked slightly dazed from his ordeal, Davron made a mental note to punish his slaves for their lack of tenderness.

Davron strode into the room, adding as much sway to his hips as he could without looking weird. He could almost feel Jerrod's spirit raging in his prison, Davron was going to break his spirit of course, and he was going to have fun while he did it.

As carefully as he could, Davron crawled his naked body onto the bed and crept closer like an animal on the prowl. His incredible new muscles made crawling on all fours incredibly easy, in fact, he loved the way his now-flaccid cock rubbed against the sheets as he made his way to Jake, not to mention the tingling sensation of his erect nipples caressing the material. Davron almost wished he could see Jerrod's face now, but, oh well, Jake was far more important.

Jake groaned again as Davron reached him. Davron finally realised Jake was still reeling from the magical feedback from his trap, his slaves had used too much of the magic he sent to them. Davron would have been angry enough to have them tortured to death, but Jake's meek, slender body soothed him, and called out for his protection from under the sheets.

Davron's powerful concentration quavered for the briefest of moments as he spread himself on all fours above Jake. Davron pressed his nose into Jake's neck and took a good whiff, teasing his nose with Jake's tantalising scent and making a face toward a spot of air he knew contained Jerrod's eyes.

Then another bright idea hit him. Still staring at Jerrod via the smoke mirror that connected both rooms, Davron brought out his long tongue, and gently caressed Jake's lips and earning himself a soft, pleasurable groan from Jake, who seemed to fall back into sleep.

For a brief moment, Davron was tempted to go back to Jerrod's prison to taunt him, but then an even brighter idea wafted into his head, and his smile came back.

Jerrod was clearly puzzled and angry on the other side as Davron skilfully leapt off the bed without disturbing Jake's sleep, but he did not care, he was going to make Jake's wildest fantasies come true, whether Jerrod liked it or not.

Davron stood at the edge of the bed and conjured up a full length mirror for himself, he ought to make some changes to suit Jake now that he had a technically infinite source of power for himself. Davron magically adjusted the mirror in Jerrod's prison, ensuring he was getting a full view of Davron.

Davron placed a thick, meaty palm between his pecs and slowly brought his hand downward. Almost at once the skin where his hands touched began to tingle as fine hairs began sprouting, and sprouting, and sprouting!

As the pubic hair began growing between his bulging chest muscles, Davron slowly ran his hands down to his solid abs, giggling as the thick treasure trail began sprouting there too. Davron then ran both hands around the base of his cock and balls. Jake loved hairy men, and Davron was going to be a strong, hairy, manly man just for him.

Soon enough, Davron's reflection was soon blessed with the finest, hairiest treasure trail that stretched from between the most magnificent pair of pecs in the world, down across his tight, rippling abs, and into a bush at the base of his meaty cock that rested on a pair of nearly-furry balls.

Davron proceeded to flex, and quickly realised he had missed a few places. A minute later, Davron had added hair to his armpits, between his muscular ass muscles, his legs and his forearms.

Davron the now-hairy muscleman would have continued to flex, but Jake had groaned again, this time awakening for real. A quick wave of his hand dismissed the mirror into dust, set Jerrod's mirror back to a view of Jake's bed and magically poofed Davron back outside the door.

His heart pounded in his chest as Jake stirred. Davron was nervous again, he wanted to impress Jake, but he only had one idea in his head at the moment, and had no choice but to use it.

One quick spell conjured a dark green set of short sleeved ranger's uniform into his hands. Davron forced it upon himself with much difficulty. The uniform was so tight it clung onto him like paint, but that was the idea, Davron wanted all the muscles in his bulging body to show, he wanted his erect nipples to poke out against the material; he wanted his inhuman bulge to bulge out against his trousers, no matter how difficult it was to move without ripping anything.

Jake was nearly awake now, Davron carefully placed his hands on the doorknob and pushed his way in.

"Ah, you're awake."

"Yes... I... Jerrod? Where am I? Where's Jerrod?"

"We found you unconscious and naked in the snow, you were the only one there. I'm sorry, but we have no information on your friend."

"No... Jerrod couldn't have...Jerrod is... he isn't..." Jake's voice trailed off, having finally registered the sheer size of the "park ranger" who had just shut his room door behind him.

"Oh god! Y-You're huge!"

Davron smiled the friendliest smile he could think of and slowly made his way to Jake's bedside.

"Now son, I want you to know it's not often where we find naked young adults lying in the snow in the middle of the forests. I want you to tell me what you remember before you woke up."

In truth, Davron was ready to breathe a sigh of relief for his still-intact clothing, only if he did just that, the shirt would explode off him like a bomb.

"I-I don't remember. We were sleeping, I'm sure of that, and then... T-Then..." Jake's voice trailed off, he had turned his eyes away from the huge, hairy muscleman at the side of his bed.

Jake looked up suddenly, "I have to find him!"

The short sleeves of Davron's shirt strained horribly as he brought a heavy hand to lower Jake back into the bed.

"Not in this weather you ain't, boy. I want you to give me an accurate description of your friend, and we'll keep a lookout for him."

"His name's Jerrod and...and..."

"And?" Davron already knew what Jake was thinking, he didn't want people to know he was living with some feral beast.

"Please! Just let me look for him! I promise I can find him! If he's not with me then something horrible must have happ-"

"Woah! Calm down boy!" Davron boomed with his deep voice, placing a hand on Jake's bare shoulders and forced him down, "You were out like a light kid, the fact you don't even have frostbite is amazing, what the hell were you doing out in the snow in the middle of winter?! And why the fuck were you naked?!"

The mock anger in his voice clearly worked to perfection. He could feel the fear sweeping across Jake as he realised he had offended the great, big, hairy muscle monster that had probably rescued him from the bitter winter air and brought him into a safe, warm bed.

"I-I'm sorry!" Jake wept, "But my friend is still out there! I don't know what to do!"

It seemed his plan had deviated a little, Darvon silently placed another spell over Jake, so silent and gentle, Jake didn't seem to realise it.

"Now now, I'm sorry too kid, I didn't mean to yell." Davron said softly, "But are you sure you didn't meet your friend in a dream? You were lying naked in the snow, I think it might have affected your thinking."

The question was awfully phrased and spoken, but that was what Davron's spell was for.

"Y-Yes," Jake said between sobs, "I-I'm sorry, I think I just had a nightmare."

A smile twisted across Davron's face and he sneaked a glance at Jerrod through the invisible mirror in Jake's room, before turning his attention back to Jake.

"Its okay kid, I'm sorry I yelled at you." Davron continued, softening his voice even further, "If you need anything, just ask okay? I'm in charge of your well being since I found you."

Davron silently prepared another spell.

"O-Okay, thank you. I'm sorry. I didn't catch your name. I'm Jake."

"You can call me Chris." Davron boomed, giving Jake another perfect-toothed smile.

Then Jake began to shiver all of a sudden, it was as though he had taken a warm shower and walked into a freezer. In an instant Jake wrapped himself under the blanket, but continued shivering.

"Woah! Hey, Jake! You alright man?"

"It's cold in here." He said, his voice muffled from being wrapped in the thick blanket.

Davron quickly adjusted his spell, removing all the heat in the blankets until he could hear Jake's teeth chattering.

"So...c-cold!"

"Jake! You're freezing up!" Davron said, running his hands along the lump in the sheets that was Jake, "Holy shit! This is cold! Jake, what I'm about to do might be a little odd, but it's for your own good. Okay, here goes."

In one swift, but still very careful movement, Davron's massive hand seized Jake from underneath his blanket roll and yanked him out. Jake didn't make a sound as Davron placed his face against his chest and wrapped his inhumanly large arms and legs around him. The material strained and groaned impossibly as Jake automatically wrapped his cold limbs around Davron as he sat on his bulge, but Davron's clothes held, somehow.

Jake, surrounded by Davron's warmth, opened his eyes.

"Oh god!" he whispered, trying to pull his face from Davron's hairy chest, "I'm so sorry."

"Naw, it's alright Jake." Davron whispered, gently pushing Jake's head back into his chest, "Gosh you're fucking cold. Here, you better have some more of my nice warm chest."

Davron inhaled, heaving his heavy chest into Jake's face. The uniform, which had been threatening to give way for the past half an hour, gave way.

One by one, the buttons on Davron's uniform exploded and struck the wall like bullets, starting from the top. His shirt pulled back, all the way to his lats as his pecs surged forward like mountains bursting out of the ground, devouring Jake's face in all their hairy manliness.

Davron heard a soft moan from somewhere down below as Jake's orgasm struck him, his cock spewing out load after load of his juices as it grinded against Davron's hairy abdominals.

"Oh gawd! O-Oh fuck! I-I'm s-sorry! Ughh! Grahh! Hgnn!!!"

Jake's face was buried in Davron's hairy cleavage by now, completely overwhelmed by his manly smell.

"There there little buddy," Davron said, flexing his hairy abs around Jake's erupting cock, "it's all for you, take in as much as you like."

Davron put a meaty palm onto the back of Jake's back. His palm had grown so big his fingers could actually touch the sides of his waist. Jake didn't seem to noticed, having finally succumbed to the fatigue that would naturally accompany such an intense orgasm.

"Oh god! You are so big! I've never met anyone as big as you!" he said, choking on the hairy bush his face was immersed in.

"Thanks Jake," Davron softly said, deliberately wrapping his arms around Jake's naked body, "C'mere ki-whoops!"

The loud sound of fabric ripping apart quickly filled the air. Davron could feel Jake's shock as he felt Davron's muscles destroying the remainder of his shirt.

"Aww fuck! Sorry kid, guess that'll teach me about hugging people with clothes on."

"N-No! It's amazing! You're amazing!"

"Glad you like it kiddo!" Davron gently detached Jake's head from his pecs and rippled his incredible muscles before Jake, "Want a taste?"

In truth, Davron would have been pushing his luck, but then again, that was what the magic was f-

"UGHHAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!"

Davron roared! Raw power surged through his system as Jake fell upon his left nipple like a bee to honey. His eyesight failed immediately as Jake sucked and licked and tickled and kissed him. Davron had to fight to keep himself from exploding right there, it would have been embarrassing if Jake could get him to cum in one suck.

His struggles quickly destroyed the remainder of his unreasonably tight clothing, revealing his rock solid, four and a half foot long beast which nearly slammed into Jake if it wasn't for Davron's powerful hand.

"O-Oh FUCK! JAKE! FUCK! Y-YOU'RE F-FUAHHHH... FUUCK! UGGHH! OH F-FUAGHHHHHNNN!!!!"

Davron couldn't believe it, for once in his life he had to use magic to hold back an orgasm, usually his incredibly strong body was enough, but Jake was something else entirely.

Jake continued his worship, whilst his mouth brutally raped Davron's left nipple, his other hand pinched the other with such force Davron was forced to use even more magic to hold back his raging orgasm.

Then all of a sudden, Jake ceased his worship. Davron's struggling body crashed back onto the huge bed, panting and sweating buckets.

"F-Fuck! Jake! Wha-"

Jake's face quickly appeared before his as he crawled across Davron's hairy muscles. He teased Davron as he went, rubbing his back against Davron's godly cock and forcing a moan out of him.

Jake flicked his tongue out and graced Davron's lips with its sweet presence. "Mmmm, you taste so...delicious!"

Before Davron could reply, Jake turned away and sat down on his thick, hairy chest. The sight of that gorgeous ass thrilled Davron, but before he could reach out to it with his tongue, Jake grabbed Davron's football sized cockhead and kissed it.

A myriad of pleasures and sensations exploded from his cockhead, Davron's entire body went rigid for the briefest of moments before he reapplied the magic that kept his orgasm in check.

"You liked that?" Jake whispered, all his fear seemed to have evaporated, "Then you'll like this too."

Jake ran his tongue across the cumslit.

Davron screamed, his brain overloading with electrical signals.

Jake kissed the cumslit again, and drove his entire tongue down Davron's shaft.

Davron barely caught Jake's head as it was thrown back from the force of the blast.

"GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! FUCK!!! HGHNNN!! UGH!! GRRR!! YAAAAAAARRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!"

An incredible sea of white exploded into his face, but Davron did not care. All he knew now was to roar and to flex and to make his pleasure heard, and Davron did just that.

***

Jerrod watched as his mate kissed Davron with a passion once reserved for him.

Davron sought to break his spirit, Jerrod knew that was what he intended.

And he nearly succeeded, until Jerrod detected the same magic that warped Jake's thinking the first time Davron was here.

Nostrils flared as Jerrod's anger began to boil. If Davron wanted to fool him into thinking Jake would willingly love him, then he was making a horrible mistake.

Jerrod tugged at the huge bracers that held his arms and feet apart, the bracers themselves were stronger than Jerrod could manage, but perhaps Davron neglected to make the chains as strong.

He tugged at the bracers again, the chains were nearly stretched to their limit, holding his heavy bracers to the stone walls and limiting movement. Jerrod took a look at the relaxed bicep on his arm, even relax they were bulged with his strength. He just hoped it would be enough.

Jerrod took several deep breaths and shut his eyes, he was going to need his every ounce of his concentration if he was going to free himself and steal back Jake.

Jerrod took one last breath, and pulled at his restraints with all his might.

"HUUGHHHNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

His muscles strained as he pulled at the chains. Jerrod could feel his biceps bulging immensely as he sought to bend his arms. Veins rose to the surface all over his biceps as the hard muscles pulled against the chains, straining and throbbing

The chains began to creak. Jerrod could almost hear the sound of his muscles bulging and straining as he redoubled his efforts. His entire body was flexed and tensed as he sought to bend his arms, the chains were beginning to give way, and he could already bend his arms slightly.

Jerrod inhaled again, and flexed his arms as hard as he could.

"GGRRRAAWWWWLL!!!!!!!"

In a chain of loud snaps, the thick chains snapped and twisted under his strength.

"RAWWWRR!!!!!!!!!!"

The raw power of burned through Jerrod as he flexed biceps freed him from the chains that bound him, sending pieces of heavy metal plummeting to their dooms.

Snap!

The bracer's split halfway and fell off his hands toward the ground, surprising Jerrod. But he wasted no time, quickly breaking the chains that bounded his feet.

Jerrod took a few steps into his newfound freedom. Walking was difficult after being bound for so long, but Jerrod didn't have much of a choice, at least the magic that kept the bracers together had faded away.

He clumsily stumbled his way to the stone door. Jerrod would never have known it was there had Davron not used it earlier, it fitted into the wall so smoothly there wasn't even a crevice or a hint of its existence.

Jerrod placed his hands onto the knob and cast one last glance at the smoke mirror, where Jake and Davron had gone silent.

Wait for me Jake, I'm coming!

***

Davron gently caressed Jake's cum soaked hair as he sucked on one of Davron's hairy nipples in the dimmed light of their room. Jake had actually fallen an hour ago, but even asleep he could not resist Davron's manliness and strength.

Sex had been, for the lack of a better word, glorious.

Davron had lost count of the number of times Jake had sent him into a rambunctious orgasm, all he knew was they had fucked and sucked until neither of them could cum another drop. But that was not what amazed Davron. It was that he, Lord Davron, had been the first to dry up.

Of course, Davron would have used magic to keep going, but this was the first time in his entire existence that something like this had happened and Jake had turned the tables on him and worshipped him senseless.

Davron's tight, hairy skin tingled as he remembered the fragments of Jake's work that wasn't blotted out by screaming orgasms or violent explosions of white. Jake had gone truly wild during and after Davron's first orgasm, having twisted himself out of his arms before brutally raping his face with his mouth and tongue.

Davron shivered, the good kind of shiver, remembering how Jake drove him wild with his mind numbingly hot scent, how he teased and caressed Davron's hairy body, how he sucked and licked and kissed him until Davron nearly passed out.

And when Davron was sore and spent and fatigued, Jake had his way with him, suckling his cock until he was sure Davron was spent, as was evident by his dry heaves. Then Jake had licked Davron's chest and abs clean of cum, before grinding several orgasms out of his cock all over his hairy abs and pecs.

But that was not the end of it. For his finale, Jake had violently rammed his cock into Davron's mouth, commanded he sucked it, and emptied load after load after load of his deliciously sweet cum into Davron's mouth.

Davron shivered again as Jake's teeth nipped at his nipples in his sleep. Jake's capabilities were beyond anything Davron could possibly have foreseen.

Why, Davron actually felt tired, a sensation he had not felt in centuries. Not to mention the tiny human who had practically outmuscled, outfucked, and completely outlasted him.

Davron let his gaze fall onto the massive, sleeping beast that was his cock. Like the both of, it was totally drenched his cum, but unlike the both of them, its head had gone so red the colour was incredibly distinct under that thick coating of cum. It had also become so sensitive even the slightest touch was painful; hence, Davron had simply left it beside Jake, on the ample space his massive hairy body provided.

Davron slowly turned, it had been hours since Jake had fallen asleep, and he really needed to stretch his sore muscles. He could have used magic of course, but sex with Jake had left him more drained than he had ever felt before. Davron gently detached Jake from his nipple and slid off the destroyed bed onto the ridiculously thick layer of cum that covered just about everything. The cum was so thick in fact, that most of it clung onto the ceiling and walls, it was the only reason the room hadn't been flooded yet.

Davron flexed his muscles once, and stretched. Gosh, Jake was something else. Davron actually felt relief from stretching his sore muscles, and to think Davron was worried about Jake's fragility at one point of time.

He ran a hand over his boulder-like bicep, admiring how its insane power crumbled under Jake's onslaught. Excitement bubbled up within him as he remembered Jerrod chained up in the other room, he should have recharged to full power by now, all Davron had to do was suck him dry and he would grow and grow and GROW.

Davron knelt down beside the wrecked bed and covered Jake's drenched body with a just-as-wet blanket.

"Sleep tight my precious Jake," he whispered, "When I come back, your favourite muscleman's gonna be bigger and stronger than you could possibly imag-

BANG!

If that was the sound of something barrelling through two feet of solid mountain stone, then the fatigued Davron had no time to confirm it. For a large shadow burst from the shattered wall and barrelled into him with such force they went flying.

A snarl greeted him as Davron was slammed into a wall, but even in this fatigued state he instantly knew who this intruder was.

Davron planted his feet onto the ground and stood up, his rippling muscles easily undoing whatever grip Jerrod had on him. But then a furry fist came from somewhere and slammed his head into the rock so hard Davron saw stars.

Davron roared, this little wolf dared attack him here, of all places!

He roared again as he seized his little intruder by the shoulders, spun around, and slammed him through the wall and into the neighbouring chamber.

***

A groan left my mouth as I awoke. My head pounded with something that felt like the mother of all hangovers, but that could not be of course, not here.

"Get a hold of yourself Jake." I muttered to myself. It felt as though I was wearing a stone hat as I tried to sit up, was I falling ill? Everything around me seemed to shake as if I was sitting on a bus, it was dark too. Perhaps I was just dizzy from the fatigue of waking up in the middle of the night.

Jerrod's pecs felt strangely soft as I lumped myself back onto his body, in fact, his entire body felt soft and strangely wet, as though I was lying on a bed instead of-

A bed!

My headache seemed to evaporate as I forced myself onto a sitting position.

A bed! I was sitting on a bed! A wet, lumpy white bed instead of Jerrod's rippling physique!

I opened my mouth to call for him, but all that left it was a rasp of air as my dry throat registered itself.

Where was I? Why couldn't I remember being brought here? And how did the thing that brought me here move me without Jerrod tearing him apart?

As my vision focused in the dim light, I finally realised I could actually feel everything around me shaking as though we were on a bus. In fact, it felt as though some construction-based machine was pounding into mountain around me with pressurised force.

Wait a minute. How did I know I was in a mountain?

It almost hurt trying to think back, the pounding sensations came back the moment I tried to force myself to remember.

I pulled the blanket off me and slid off the bed, only to slip on the slippery floor and land back onto the bed. A quick inspection quickly revealed just about everything was coated in a thick layer of incredibly thick cum.

I was actually taken aback for a moment as I scooped up a handful of cum to inspect. The cum in my hands wasn't just thicker than what I was used to from Jerrod, a handful of it felt heavier than a handful from Jerrod as well.

Then the mountain around me shook so hard tiny chunks of dust and rock crumbled from the ceiling. I got up, just as a familiar roar thundered into my little room via a massive hole in the rock that I only just noticed.

Then, I finally registered what the flurry of ground shaking poundings meant.

Jerrod was attacking someone, and if he wasn't done by now, he must have picked a fight with something incredibly powerful. Without hesitating any further, I sprang off the bed and slid across the floor to the hole in the wall.

The first thing that struck me was how whatever made the hole had crunched through at least three feet of solid mountain rock, not to mention the trail of destruction they had left in the neighbouring room and the opposite wall.

Against my better judgment, I made my way across the rocky landscape, passing what strangely seemed like heavy metal chains and bracers twisted by falling rock and debris until I reached the other hole.

It was then a shockwave knocked me back onto the ground and I realised the gravity of the brawl before me.

Nay, it was not a brawl. It was a two man war. Jerrod the furry musclebeast versus Chris the hairy muscleman.

Now how did I know the human's name was Chris?

Then Jerrod caught a shoulder tackle from Chris that buckled him and force the soles of his clawed feet to dig up chunks of rock from the floor as he halted Chris's momentum. Was it just me, or did Chris look a little tired?

Chris wrapped his arms around the smaller Jerrod and lifted him up with his superior size and slammed him so hard against the ground a massive wave of cracks streaked themselves across the floor like the web of some horrific spider.

But then Jerrod leapt onto his feet before Chris could land another punch and dealt Chris a series of rapid punches that drew the air from my lungs, silencing me with his ferocity.

All I could hear was the sound of solid muscle smashing against solid muscle as the duo traded blows that smashed rock and ravaged stone, roaring and grunting like savage animals as they wrecked their mountain arena.

It was all I could do to hide behind a massive boulder to guard myself against the shockwaves that were rattling the mountain like earthquakes. The shock and awe in my head had begun to seep out by now, making way for fear and concern over Jerrod's safety. Chris was a good head and a half taller than Jerrod and probably a hundred pounds more muscled.

And then the sounds of battle died in a sudden, abrupt instant as the combatants froze, and slowly turned their heads to me.

The next few moments passed like a blur. One moment two musclegods were tearing across the floor toward me and the next moment we had broken through the thick mountain rock onto the chilly mountain air.

***

Jerrod roared as he spun in the air. One muscular arm clutched Jake tightly against his chest, the other smashed a powerful claw into the vertical mountainside, breaking their fall a few metres from the hole.

He could smell Davron's anger, and that delighted him.

Or at least, it would have, but Jerrod was dangling so far from the ground he could not see it in the moonlight.

"Give Jake to me dog!" Chris spat from the hole, his voice colder than the frigid winds that blew around them, "Lest you drop him to his wintery grave!"

It was a pity Davron was forgetting who had the true advantage here. Davron may be bigger and stronger, but Jerrod was the one who was fully charged, whereas Davron was fatigued and tired.

Jerrod roared, and with a powerful flex, flung himself (and Jake) to the top of the snowy mountain. Jake had told him before the other side of the mountain was nothing but long, gently slopes that lead to the village, and he would have an easier time there than trying to clamber down the mountain.

Three quick vertical strides was all he needed to reach the top of the mountain, a large flattish snow covered mountaintop.

We made it!

"No. You're not going anywhere."

Jerrod spun around. Impossible! Davron's magic had been drained from all that sex.

Oh right, muscles.

***

It felt as though a tank had collided with us, a really fast moving tank that sent Jerrod crashing into the ski lift station and out the other side.

Jerrod had let me go to free the use of his arms, and to leave me protected against the cold. Even in here I could hear the battle raging on as hard fists (or claws) collided with hard muscles.

Jerrod had conveniently dropped me next to a gift shop, and within moments I had thrown on random pieces of winter clothing before making my way back out. I was going to watch Jake fight, and to help him, somehow.

I regretted that decision at once.

Chris had Jerrod on the ground and saddled.

"JERROD!"

Chris slammed a large fist into Jerrod's face so hard the ground actually shook.

"NO!"

And again.

"Jerrod! Get up! Jerrod!"

And again.

"No! Jerrod! Please!"

And again.

"No..."

And again.

Jerrod hands fell to his sides like dead weights.

Dead weights.

My knees began to buckle, what was going on? Why did I wake up in the middle of a mountain with a hairy giant attacking Jerrod? Why had Jerrod taken me here? Why was the hairy muscleman bigger than Jerrod?

Then a looming shadow cast itself over the moonlight. Chris and all his hairy muscles stood before me, a gentle smile on his face.

"Don't be afraid Jake," he cooed, "everything is going to be alright now."

"NO! STAY AWAY FROM ME!"

Powerful hands easily gripped me as I sought to run, but it was useless, no matter how much I struggled, Chris wouldn't budge at all.

"There there," he continued, lifting my entire body off the ground and pulling me closer, "The beast has been subdued, we can be together again. Think about it Jake, every one of my hairy muscles will be yours to play with, just like old times, remember?"

Invisible hands seemed to grab at my head, forcing my eyes to meet with Chris's.

Then my vision exploded into a myriad of colour and sounds and sensations as the atrocities I committed against Jerrod flooded back into my brain.

"See?" Chris's voice cut through my screams and into my head, "You don't truly love him. My muscles are fucking huge Jake, far larger than anything you truly know. And I pumped up my body just for you Jake, this big, strong, hairy body is just for you, and only you."

Tears welled up in my eyes as I hit the floor. What had I done? Had I willingly slept with Chris because of his muscles? What happened to the connection I shared with Jerrod? What would I tell Jerrod?

I cringed as the image of Jerrod's lifeless form flashed into my head.

"Don't worry Jake," came Chris's voice coming ever closer, "You will feel better soon. I will make you feel a lot better, I prom-OOF!"

A frighteningly cold snarl cut right through that "OOF" and Chris's presence seemed to vanish.

I got up at once, just in time to see a very-alive Jerrod on top of Chris's back smashing away like a jackhammer. Only it didn't seem to be doing any damage to Chris, in fact, Chris laughed.

"I pity the fool," his voice slow and calm, as if he was speaking without a musclebeast trying to beat his face into the floor, "Come now Jerrod, do I have to beat into submission agai-AGRHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"

Blood spurted as Jerrod's dagger-like teeth tore through Chris's tight skin and into his flesh. Chris roared, and leapt onto his feet at once, clawing at Jerrod as he sought to remove the creature that had actually injured him.

I took several paces back and fell onto my hindquarters, some insane part of me still wanted to watch the two of them, but common sense guided me away from the powerful fists that were twisting metal and smashing through walls.

Then Chris's knees buckled and he fell onto them. They were facing me now, and I could see clearly the hatred and rage within Jerrod's red eyes, hatred and rage that were there because of me.

"Fuck! Let go you f-fucking dog! Wait... what the fuck?! S-stop! What are you doing?! STOP!"

The air around us went from freezing cold (despite my jacket) to toasty warm in a second, and I realised what was happening.

Chris was shrinking.

It was slow at first, but the changes were easy to spot. First to go was his pecs, I watched as the thick muscles began to lose mass, as Chris's nipples began to point up again. Veins vanished from his biceps as they began to shrink as well.

In fact, Chris's entire body lost muscle mass. His V-shaped torso began changing as his lats folded back into his body, his abs losing their definition; the hair all over his body began retreating back under his skin, his cock and balls deflating like popped balloons. In response, Jerrod's body swelled, throbbing and growing with power as his muscles began hulking and bulging all over his body. His pecs and shoulders grew until they were wider than Chris had been, his abs rippled and hardened beneath his treasure trail. Jerrod grew so tall the now-smaller Chris was lifted off the ground like some horrific, bloody marionette.

Chris was screaming by now as he fought against Jerrod, the pitch of his deep voice getting higher and higher as Jerrod took more and more of his power.

Then Jerrod seemed to choke on something, but then he lifted his head up as if swallowing.

Then, he roared at the top of his lungs, letting the now-smaller Chris's struggling body fall out of his bloody jaws. Chris hit the floor with a crunch, and I scrambled back onto my feet.

Jerrod slowly brought his head down, his eyes glowing red as he stared down to me.

He growled, and took a stepped over the still-moving Chris toward me.

It was then Jerrod's growth accelerated.

With each step, his muscles pumped and bulged themselves bigger. It wasn't just his pecs, or his biceps, or his calves, abs, ass, thighs. His entire body bulged with each step.

Then a cloud drifted over the moon, throwing my world into relative darkness, but even then the shadows could not hide Jerrod's awesome silhouette, let alone the glowing red eyes that cut through the darkness like a beam of light through darkness.

I could hear powerful muscles crunching as Jerrod's shoulders got wider, as he got taller, as his arms bulged and pulsed with insane power. I watched, awe-struck as his muscles rippled and tightened and grew in the shadows, I could hear each muscle straining as Jerrod (probably) fought the urge to flex and pose. Rage seemed to burn from those red eyes that never left me.

Then the cloud shifted and moonlight cast itself onto Jerrod's godly form.

My knees buckled and I fell backwards as Jerrod's new form struck me.

Jerrod was wider than three large men put side by side. He was taller too, I managed to estimate 10 feet before my eyes fell back onto his body.

I actually fought for a moment to find words to describe the sheer mass of that chest, but soon enough I was distracted by the way they twitched and flexed as Jerrod stepped closer, the muscles were so thick, so powerful, so strong, Jerrod could have crushed diamonds to dust between those pecs with the minimalist of efforts.

My attempt at describing the sheer size, definition, or power of his abs failed horribly. They were so large, yet cut and defined beyond anything I had dreamed or fathomed. His arms radiated enough power to destroy this entire mountain with the slightest of effort. I didn't want to see him flex that mind-fuckingly-huge bicep before me, for its sheer awesome might would have blasted me into next year before it was even fully flexed.

Then, before I could finish thinking of words to describe his thicker-than-tree thighs, his cock bobbed into view.

I got a brief glimpse of a flaccid three and a half feet beast clinging onto his crotch alongside a pair of just-as-beasty balls before I my head began to get so light my vision blurred.

Ah, fainting, how I hated that. I hope I wake up soon, the mere thought of Jerrod's godly body sent tingles down my-

CRACK!

I caught a glimpse of what looked like lightning streaking off one side of Jerrod's back just as my behind struck the floor. My fainting spell dissolved at once and my world focused again.

Chris had gotten onto his feet, his body had shrunken immensely, resembling a toned surfer dude instead of the bulging, rippling, hairy musclegod he was moments ago.

Then I noticed Chris had pointed a palm toward Jerrod, and both his palm and Jerrod's back seemed to be smoking. Was that the source of the lightning?

"You fuckhead!" he said, his not-as-manly face twisting with anger and agony, "Return to me what is mine, and perhaps I will grant you a merciful death!"

Another wave of anger rippled through the air and Jerrod turned, slowly, very slowly, to face Chris.

"Yes that's it, come back here, let me suck you dry."

Wait, what? Did I hear that right?

Then the ground vibrated as Jerrod took a step forward.

"Yes, stop there. You can stop there. Hey, wait! What... what are you doing? Stop! Stop! I COMMAND YOU TO STOP!"

Another streak of lighting ricocheted off Jerrod's chest as he advanced toward Chris. I could see what was happening, Chris was firing bolts of lightning from the palms of his hands, just like you would see in a cartoon.

"STOP YOU FUCKING DOG! STOP!"

More bolts of lightning struck the metal around us as they bounced off Jerrod. Chris was walking backwards now, sheer panic threatening to fully engulf his face any moment.

"Fine! If that's how you want to play it!"

Chris screamed something in a language that did not sound human.

At once the air around us seemed to thicken immensely, and an explosion of green fire and light erupted from where Chris stood.

Jerrod simply continued his advance as the blast blasted its way around him, seemingly unfazed by the unnatural explosion, nor by Chris's maniacal laughter.

I was on my feet in an instant, hell bent on getting away before I was caught in the blast. I turned and ran, my bare feet racing across the metallic floor and onto the mountain snow as I felt the heat from the blast rapidly catching up to me.

A large snow bank caught my eye as I ran, it must have been created by the fight just now, and surely I could hide behind-

"AARGHRHGH!!"

White hot pain seared through my system as the chaotic magic caught up to me.

***

Jerrod was just about to finish off the wretched little demon-possessed human impaled by his claws when he heard it.

A myriad of emotions exploded in his head as he realised what had just happened.

He had failed to protect Jake.

Jerrod swung the nearly-dead creature off his claws and sprinted out toward his mate.

***

Was this... an escalator?

I turned and looked around. Yep, this definitely was an escalator, only the lights behind me had been switched off, and I could not see where the escalator started from.

Not to mention the shiny-but-black marble walls that lined either side of my escalator. They were so shiny! But I could not see the source of the light that seemed to follow me as I went.

I stood in silence for a few more minutes. I still remember being caught in a horrific blast of chaotic magic moments ago, but somehow, I was strangely calm.

The escalator eventually deposited me into what looked like a train station. The walls were composed of red bricks and there was an old steam train waiting on one side of the station.

The station itself was empty of people, except for a lone figure sitting on a bench a stone's throw from me. The figure was strangely familiar and looked up to me as I approached.

"Hello again Jake."

That voice was unmistakable. Those beautiful blue eyes were unmistakable. That muscular build, that furry face, that bulge in his jeans, it was all unmistakable.

"Jerrod?!"

"It's good to see you again Jake."

Yes, that was Jerrod. Except he wasn't the eight foot tall, muscled-to-boot Jerrod I had spent the past few months with. Nor was he the ten feet, muscle-beast-god-destroyer-sexmachine Jerrod I bored witness to a few minutes ago.

This was the Jerrod. The one I fell in love with.

The normal-Jerrod had noticed my mouth hanging open and motioned for me to sit beside him. I obeyed.

"Now Jake, I want you to relax." He said, bringing an arm around me to pull me closer, "I'm sure you have a million questions to ask right now, but don't worry, I'll explain to you everything you need to know before my time is up."

Before his time was up? What?

"What's going on?" I blurted out.

"You see Jake, minutes ago you were caught in an explosion, I'm sure you figured that out by now."

"Yes."

"And Jake, because of that, you have come here."

"Where is `here'"?

"This is the grey line Jake."

"What?"

"You are dead, Jake."

What?! How could that be? Emotions and questions began flooding into my head. How could I be dead? If I was dead, how could I be walking around and talking like this?

Strong hands came around me and pulled me onto normal-Jerrod's lap. He pressed me against his hard chest and caressed my face.

"I know are very confused Jake, let me explain. The grey line is what separates life, from death. You, Jake, are now on the grey line."

"You said I was dead, so why am I on the grey line?"

"Because everyone has to pass through the grey line at least once Jake. It is your turn."

"What am I supposed to do now?"

"You have two choices now, Jake. You can board that train with me, or I can send you back."

"Wait! I though you said I died?!"

"You are dead Jake, but that is why I am here. I can send you back Jake, until your time truly comes."

"Where does the train lead to, Jerrod?" I asked, tearing my tear stained eyes from his chest and looking up to him."

Normal-Jerrod paused for a moment before he spoke, "The other side."

Hope was boiling up in my heart by now, "You said it wasn't my time, Jerrod."

"It is not, Jake."

"I want to go back Jerrod, please, can you send me back?"

Jerrod smiled, and ran his fingers through the length of my hair, "Of course Jake, are you ready?"

"Wait a minute, Jerrod. If you have to die to come here, are you dead too?"

Then Jerrod's smile got broader and he set me on my feet and knelt before me so he could look me in the eye.

When he finally spoke, his voice was warm and soft, "I am alive, Jake, and I will send you to me now. You see this version of me here only because this Jerrod...

...is already dead."

***

The sounds of soft whimpering filled my ears as large droplets of water splashed against my face. My body was cold and stiff, as if I had fallen asleep on a snowy hilltop. And yet, I could feel intense warmth all around me, warmth that could only have come from incredibly strong, furry muscles.

I opened my eyes.

Jerrod's fluffy head greeted me. It was pressed against my forehead as he sobbed, drenching my face with his massive tears. I was right about the source of the warmth, Jerrod's fuckingly-huge body had completely wrapped around mine. He was sitting cross legged with my feet touching the sides of his lower waist, his chest was pressed against my body and his knees touched my back. His arms were around me too they propped me off the floor.

The first thing I could not help noticing was how massive he had become. Even like this I could tell he was at least twice my height and a hundred or so times heavier. The other thing I couldn't help noticing was how painfully gentle he was for someone who probably had enough strength to squash the entire Mt Saint Fjord flat.

"Jerrod... Jerrod! I'm here Jerrod!" I whispered, my voice still weak from my ordeal, but I somehow pulled my hands free and caressed the sides of his fluffy face, "Don't cry Jerrod, big boys shouldn't cry."

Jerrod's sobbing stopped abruptly and he opened his eyes to look into mine. His teary eyes were still red, but they no longer glowed.

Then Jerrod pulled me up into a hug and wailed. I simply wrapped my arms around the thickest, most muscular neck in the world and pressed the side of my face into his, enjoying how his muscles rippled with each sob.

It almost broke my heart to see Jerrod like this, but there wasn't much I could do seeing as I was already finding it hard to breathe with so much muscle squeezing onto me.

And so I waited, occasionally rubbing his neck and trying to soothe him, but the mightiest of my efforts couldn't soothe the mightier beast that was Jerrod.

Eventually, after what seemed like hours, Jerrod finally calmed.

"I don't blame you for anything Jerrod," I whispered as I wiped the tears off the furry face that was now pressed against my chest, "I'm sorry if I made you worry, but I was never going to leave you Jerrod. See? I'm not even harmed."

Jerrod simply sniffled and continued pressing his head onto my (stolen) ski jacket. We were standing a good distance from the now-destroyed ski lift station, which, under the moon and starlight, had been ruined beyond recognition.

Something at the back of my head told me Jerrod still blamed himself for my near death experience.

I looked down at the fluffy head that was pressed against my chest. Jerrod was HUGE! His head alone took up all the space my slim chest had to offer.

"Jerrod," I cooed, scratching him between the ears as I always did, "It wasn't your fault Jerrod, and I don't blame you for it at all."

Jerrod sniffled again, but this time he pulled his head off my chest and knelt before me, sitting on his feet.

Even in this sitting position, Jerrod still towered over me by over a foot, that was just how powerfully thick his legs were.

"Jerrod?" I asked, noticing how his long, sharp ears were still pressed against the side of his head, "Jerrod, are you still feeling bad about yourself?"

He shook his head without looking at me. That was a lie, and his face practically screamed it. Well, it was a good thing I knew how to fix it.

I clambered over his gigantic leg muscles and soft-but-gigantic cock to his torso and climbed up to his face. Jerrod's hand came automatically to help me, but before he got there, I seized the sides of his jaws and pressed my lips against his.

At once I felt all of Jerrod's worry and sorrow dissolving and flowing away. I had made it clear I still loved him and he knew it now.

Jerrod's hand eventually reached my back and assisted me in pressing my small lips against his huge, fanged visage that I was not afraid off.

"I love you, Jerrod." I finally said, breaking the kiss and hugging Jerrod after what seemed like hours.

"I love you too, Jake." Jerrod said in his richly deep, baritone voice that sent shivers down my spi-

Wait. Did I hear that right?

I opened my eyes. "Jerrod?"

"Yes? Jake?"

"OH MY GOD! YOU CAN TALK! PROPERLY!"

Jerrod's eyes went wide as he realised what he had just done.

We spent the next hour or so screaming and rolling around in the snow. Jerrod could talk again! Oh my god he could talk again!

Finally, my inferior physique flopped onto the snow, completely unable to keep up with Jerrod's immense strength.

Powerful arms with biceps stronger than my whole body effortlessly picked me from the snow and cradled me like a baby, pressing my torso against one of Jerrod's pecs.

Jerrod walked over to the edge of the mountain and sat down, dangling his feet off the nearly vertical edge. And yet I was not afraid, Jerrod could probably jump up and down the ridiculously steep drop without sparing much effort.

I yawned just as the morning sun began to rise. It was beautiful, like a golden orb banishing away the dark of night away as it rose into the sky.

"Isn't it beautiful Jerrod?" I said, just before another yawn popped in.

"I'd rather spend my days looking at you Jake. There is nothing, nothing, more beautiful to me than you."

The comment was just too much, I really wanted to get up and kiss every inch of him and those red eyes clearly dared me to. But I was completely exhausted from my ordeal and the lack of sleep.

"I love you so much. Sleep tight Jake, my muscles and I will keep you warm and safe."

I would have squeezed one of his nipples for that cheeky comment if I wasn't so sleepy. Jerrod stood up and held me gently against his chest.

"I'm taking us back to our igloo, Jake. Sleep tight my love, let me do the walking."

"I love you too Jerrod."

And with that, I immersed myself in sleep.

[sexiscriptor]

beautiful, and hot ;p thanks so much, man, this was pretty freakin epic
~Ille

[Flexus Lee]

Loved it, very hot and epic.

Especially liked the part where Jerrod drops Jake off at the gift shop so he can get some warm clothes. So practical

[philat99]

Now that was friggin' INTENSE!!! I really enjoyed your tale!
Mike

[WrapClampCrush]

WOW man....that was a beautiful piece of work!! BRAVO!!

[thomas_1710]

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