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The night was only partway over before Ziggs had woken up. The yordle had been awakened by pains in his abdomen; indigestion, he assumed. He figured it would go away at some point and he'd be able to go back to sleep, but just in case, he decided he'd head to the washroom to be safe. He rubbed his hand along his tummy to try and settle it, but the pain was only increasing. He quickened his pace when he got to the stairs, stumbling down the final steps and landing on his side. By this point he's clutching his stomach with both hands as it feels like someone is trying to rip it out of his body. He started sweating profusely as an intense heat washed over him. Was this a reaction to something? Was he dying? He barely had time to question what was going on before his severe discomfort vanished, leaving him panting and confused.

He rolled over onto his back to try and calm himself down. The sensation he just felt was unlike anything he'd ever experienced before. He's thankful it's over. Well, almost over - the heat hadn't dissipated in the slightest. In fact, it only seemed to increase the longer he laid there. This would be cause for alarm as it might indicate that his suffering was temporarily put on hold, but the warmth enveloping him like a blanket was actually... pleasurable. The tension in every muscle was relaxed as he took in one drawn out breath after another. It was like he could feel his heartbeat in every part of his body, which only made him feel better as he sensed Little Ziggs waking up. Whatever was happening to him made him hornier than ever before.

He gripped his shaft and pumped it for all it was worth. He didn't even start slow; he wanted release like it was the only thing he ever knew. Every other problem he was previously thinking about was drowned out as he thrusted his dick into his hand repeatedly. The nerve endings in his cock were firing on all cylinders as they overloaded the pleasure centre of his brain. This was the best he'd ever feel; nothing else could ever top this, at least for now. Unbeknownst to Ziggs, his body was about to show him how much better it could get.

It started small, every flexing muscle sending a pleasurable impulse to his brain. Then each muscle would retain its size when relaxed, something he was far too lust-addled to notice. Every pump of his cock was causing his bicep and tricep to flex and grow in turn, every pelvic thrust doing the same. His other arm kept pace as it too spasmed with size, as well as his chest and legs. Little by little he was gaining mass out of seemingly nowhere, though that wasn't the only trick his body had in store. His bones were thickening and gaining length, adding height to his frame in proportion to his weight. This might've been a shock had his rod not been plumping up and out with size. His balls were growing too, going from eggs to lemons to baseballs in seconds. All of this added to the intensity of the pleasure he felt, but no matter how much better each passing second felt from the ones past, his body simply would not let him cum. The ride wasn't about to end unless it said it could.

The growth picked up as his muscles grew bigger. Each flex was beginning to pack on pounds to his lengthening frame. His biceps looked like one of his bombs was trapped under his skin, his thighs looked like he'd been doing squats his entire life. His shoulders were broadening, his chest was barreling, his abs were growing taught... in mere seconds he looked completely different to the yordle that was sleeping with Rumble not too long ago. His hands were even thickening as to grasp his dick better. Speaking of his cock, it was actually his first body part that was beginning to slow its growth. It wasn't small by any means; it reached nearly up to his ever-expanding pecs and was as thick as his waist when he started. He wanted to cum so badly that he used both hands to try and speed up the process. It didn't help that his now soccer ball sized testicles were rubbing against both of his thighs as he jerked himself. His pectorals were so stuffed that it forced his thickening nipples to point downward, while his growing traps were keeping his head facing forward.

It was at this moment that he felt a trickle of precum begin to leak out of his tip. This only furthered the neediness of the yordle. "Oooh..." He moaned. "Come on!" The thought that he might wake Rumble up never once crossed his mind. He knew he was close, release was no longer out of reach. It was only a little bit longer, just a few more pumps... "Aaaah!" He cried out when he finally came, every muscle tensing up at once. It was heavenly to feel his bloated ballsac empty out all it produced, arcing over his head and landing behind him. He counted eight full loads of yordle spunk shooting out of his dick before the flow began to die down, trickling over his hands and onto his abs. He lay there panting, trying to catch his breath. That was by far the best orgasm he's ever felt. It was only then, when he regained control of his senses, did he realize what had just happened, and that's when panic gripped him. How the hell is he going to explain his sudden growth to Rumble? To anybody? Not to mention he now has to clean up the basement. Try as he might he's far too tired to get up, his ejaculation taking more out of him than he thought. He felt his vision fading as his eyes grew tired, eventually succumbing to the urge to sleep.

~~~

Ziggs slowly stirred himself conscious after what felt like days of sleep, though he knew it had only been a couple of hours. He felt good, hell, he felt better than good. He felt fantastic! He doesn't remember any other time he felt so full of energy. Time to get up and face the day! Well, he would, if he didn't just realize he wasn't alone. Sleeping peacefully against his left pectoral was Rumble, with a content smile on his face. Ziggs would think it was cute, if he didn't gain sudden clarity of the situation he's in. Rumble knows. He seems more than okay with it, but Rumble fucking knows. He has no idea how to explain this, the gears in his mind were spinning rapidly to try and come up with something. Nothing. Zilch. Nada. He's completely screwed, and his day was only getting worse as he noticed Rumble begin to wake up.

"Ah, that's probably the comfiest sleep I've ever had." He maneuvers himself onto his back to stretch his arms and legs before shifting upright to face Ziggs. "Hey stud." The tan-furred yordle was more than a little weirded out by that remark.

"Uh, hey Rumble..." He pushed himself onto his elbows. "So, um... why are you down here?"

"Oh! I woke up during the night because, I dunno I just do sometimes, and I saw you weren't beside me. I thought 'eh, he's just taking a leak, whatever'. But you weren't back after ten minutes, so I wondered if you were okay. Naturally I checked the basement because I thought you were in the washroom, and I see something on the floor. It's huge, and that makes me think 'what the actual fuck could it possibly be?' So I turn on the light, and I couldn't believe my eyes. It's my boyfriend, but now he's a literal gigantic hunk. I also saw the aftermath of the fun you had without me, so I cleaned that up. All the while I'm just looking at you sleeping there and I know I just gotta be there too. So I shut the light off, cuddle against your massive chest, and doze off instantly. I wish I was bigger than you because you have to try it; it beats the hell out of any mattress, that's for sure."

"You're taking this way better than I thought you would." Ziggs responded rather timidly.

"Man, I never knew I needed this in my life, but I'm glad it happened. You've gotta be the size of a human right now. Hang on, I'll let you up." He places a hand at the base of Ziggs' pec valley to give himself leverage, only to find that the fur in the area is matted with something other than sweat. "Oh, uh, looks like I had some pretty good dreams last night." He rubs the back of his neck sheepishly until he feels the same sensation on his fur. "Haha, that's funny." He laughs. "You must've had the same dreams I had!" He slides off the side of his boyfriend's abdomen and watches as the giant helps himself up, muscles rippling all along his body. He scans every succulent inch of Ziggs' newly powerful frame, the details of every muscle group he knew about and even ones he didn't know existed. Sure, he could've looked it all up in a textbook, but why bother now when he can teach himself?

Ziggs takes a few seconds to get himself accommodated with his new size. It felt surreal, like those 'virtual reality' worlds people were super proud to make (and have fail to immerse anyone). Except this was all real, and it was all him. Everywhere he touched himself on his body proved that fact. He shuddered slightly when he felt up his arms, experimentally flexing his biceps and feeling the strength packed into them. He tried looking down at Rumble, but his view was partially blocked by his pectorals with every heaving breath he drew. He had no idea how to react as he never experienced anything like this before. He felt like a child again, learning about the world changing around, never once thinking that he was going to be the one that changed.

"See? Isn't it awesome? You look like you're about three times as tall as I am." Rumble gleefully exclaimed as he padded up to the other yordle. He jumped up and latched onto Ziggs leg, leaving the veritable hulk surprised that he barely felt it. "Man, these legs are so thick and powerful. It's like you've got steel girders in here." He continued his ascent up to Ziggs' torso. "I used to have abs when I was younger and more active, but yours blow mine out of the water! You could've had a 400 pound gut before and no one would be able to tell." He scales his boyfriend's abdominals like a cliff face before reaching his pecs. "I don't think I need to say any more about these. I mean, I never knew that if they were this big they'd force your nipples downward. That's just awesome!" He squeezed one of Ziggs' fat nips, sending a bolt of pleasure racing up the tan-furred yordle's spine and causing him to shudder slightly. Rumble pulls himself on top of the pec pillows until he's able to stand on them. He surprises Ziggs with a quick peck on the lips. "You look so handsome. I wish you could see yourself right now." This caused Ziggs to blush profusely. "And these traps! I bet yours put Alistar's to shame." He carefully steps backwards until he's got himself hanging from the top of the other yordle's pecs. "And my favourite part." He shoves his muzzle between Ziggs' pectorals in the musky fur that now makes up his prominent treasure trail and inhales deeply. The humongous cat-like creature didn't even notice that he'd gotten furrier as he grew. Rumble then pulls his head out and sighs, a satisfied expression on his face. He didn't even notice his cheek fur matting from the excess pec sweat he pressed himself against. "You smell pretty damn good if I do say so myself."

"Do I?" Ziggs inquires. He lifts his arms and sniffs his pit to verify that claim. He finds that... it's honestly accurate, though potently strong. "I'm gonna have to either shower multiple times a day, or spend a small fortune on deodorant."

"Don't bother. You only need one shower a day."

"Rumble, I don't think I can even fit in your shower right now." He scrunches up his face in frustration. "I don't even know what happened to me."

"I think I may be able to help with that." A voice speaks from the shadows. Ziggs shrieks and stumbles back a bit causing Rumble to fall to the floor. Stepping into the light, it's clear to the two other yordles in Rumble's basement that the voice belongs to Teemo, clad in his scout outfit.

"Wait, Teemo? How long have you been watching us?" Ziggs asked.

"How did you get into my house?!" Rumble screamed.

"About five minutes. And you left your bedroom window open." The cream-furred yordle cheekily replied. "Also, since when were you two a thing?"

"Since last night." Rumble boasts confidently. "And if I'd known that it would make Ziggs grow, I'd have asked him out it sooner." Teemo wasn't impressed with that answer.

"I highly doubt that's what caused it." Teemo pulls out his journal with the intent of finding the cause of his friend's growth. "I'm gonna need you to relay everything you did from the time you got here until now."

"How do you know whatever caused this is gonna be in that book?" Rumble queried.

"I don't know for sure, but I've seen a lot of stuff on my travels so you never know." Teemo leafed through the pages, skimming one at a time before moving onto the next.

"Well," Ziggs starts, "I only got here two days ago. We walked around town a bit, ate some food. We didn't really do anything out of the ordinary, except maybe salvaging that mirror."

"Was it a magic mirror?" Teemo flipped back a couple pages.

"Sadly, no." Rumble sighed. "I'd make more money selling it if it was."

"Then yesterday we went and fought each other out in the field. The chemicals I had to make my bombs weren't quite right, but I know that couldn't be it." Rumble snaps his fingers after remembering something.

"You totally tasted one of them though. That has to be it!"

"Oh, chemical ingestion is a possibility." The smallest yordle uses his index finger to bring himself back to the beginning of his notebook.

Ziggs snickered a bit. "Uh, Rumble? That's the chemical that gives arctic dragonfruit its taste. It's legitimately harmless."

"Darn, he's right." Teemo mumbled. "Okay keep going."

"Well, we went for dinner in the evening. The prices were exorbitant so we went with stuff we knew. I had a steak with mushrooms and onions."

Teemo gasped as his face instantly lit up like a magic word was uttered. "Mushrooms! Of course, it's always mushrooms!" He thumbed his way to the back of his journal. "Tell me, was it blue with yellow polka dots and had a sweet aftertaste when you ate it?" The other yordles were stunned at the accuracy of the description.

"You can't be serious." Rumble was in disbelief. "Surely a mushroom couldn't do-" He was cut off by Teemo shoving his journal right in his face.

"Amanita Gigantii." Teemo proudly explains. "When digested it releases a toxin that spreads throughout the body. It targets the user's muscle tissue directly, causing rapid expansion within minutes. As the body can't possibly handle the stress of all the added weight, the toxin also forces the user's frame to grow to support the new muscle mass."

"Wow, that's nuts." Rumble begins reading the entire page in front of him. "This is insanely detailed." Ziggs bends over to get a look at the entry. While he can't quite read the text, he does see a penciled in drawing of an extremely muscular adult human male jacking off in the bottom left corner.

"Um, that's quite the drawing you got there." It takes a second for Teemo to realize what he meant by that. He blushes and snatches the book out of Rumbles hands.

"Hey! I wasn't done yet." The blue-furred yordle was visibly annoyed.

"Well, I can tell you the rest. It can be found in the Kumungu Jungle, but it's not native there. It's originally found in the Shadow Isles."

"That's a fair bit away. Why's it from there?" Rumble inquires.

"Well, after thirty minutes of orgasmic bliss, the toxin reaches the user's heart and stops it, killing them instantly."

"WHAT?!" Ziggs yelled in shock.

"Hold on a second here." Rumble rushes to his boyfriend and rubs the back of his leg to calm him down. "It's been almost twelve hours since we left that restaurant and Ziggs is still alive."

Teemo quickly scans through the entry but doesn't find anything that helps. He even flips the page over to see if anything is written on the other side. "Huh, interesting."

"What is?" Ziggs asks with notable fear in his voice.

"Every single documented case has been human." He turns to look up at Ziggs. "Not only are you the first survivor, you're also the first yordle case ever."

"Dude, you mean I could look like that too if I ate that mushroom?" Rumble asks eagerly.

"Absolutely not. I forbid anyone else from eating it." Teemo firmly admonishes. "This could've been a fluke. I have no way of knowing if it's actually yordle physiology, or if Ziggs just got lucky. I'll be talking with the restaurant's supplier just to make sure this doesn't happen again."

"Aw man, I wanna look like that too..."

"Trust me Rumble, it's not anything amazing. Right now I look like a bodybuilder from a gym."

"A what from a where?" Rumble's visibly confused.

"A gym is a place where people go to exercise if they don't have the opportunity to do so naturally, and a bodybuilder is a person who's so obsessed with obtaining muscle mass that it basically becomes their job to exercise in the gym."

"That sounds incredibly stupid." Rumble states, unimpressed.

"I've heard they use drugs to try and make themselves bigger too." Teemo adds.

"Yeah..." Ziggs scratches his beefy arm. "The drugs contain minotaur testosterone, so when they take it, their body stops producing it itself. It shrinks men's testicles because of it."

"Are you serious..." Rumble rubs his eyes with his fingers with an exasperated groan. "Humans always take everything to the extreme for no reason."

"Okay." Teemo closes the book and secures it against his back. "You've both been naked this entire time, and while Rumble can change back into clothes, Ziggs can't. So I'm gonna go see if Gustav can whip something up real quick. I'll be right back." He shouts as he makes his way up the stairs.

"Oh yeah." Rumble eyes himself over. "I completely forgot." He turns to Ziggs to suggest that they could have some fun, but he sees the other yordle sitting against the wall with his head in his hands. "You alright, buddy?"

"I dunno. This whole thing is almost too much for me." He leans his head back against the wall and sighed dejectedly. "I mean it's great that I'm alive, but now I have to change literally everything about my daily life."

"I'm sure it can't be all that bad. You should be able to fit in your apartment better now."

"I have a yordle-sized apartment."

"Wait, they make yordle-sized apartments?" Rumble was totally flabbergasted. "Okay, colour me genuinely surprised. That's pretty awesome of the humans." Rumble rubs his chin. "Maybe you can reach the top of the chalkboards when you're teaching now."

"I already could... The whole Academy is built to fit yordles."

The blue-furred yordle taps his foot repeatedly on the ground. "What about-"

"Face it Rumble, everything has to change. I can't fit in my lab anymore, the training room is too small, hell, I can't access the library anymore-"

"Hey, come on, it won't be as bad as you're making it out to be." Rumble tried to relax his troubled partner but to no avail.

"I'm not even going to be able to fit in the shops here now. Literally everything is too small for me."

"Uh, Ziggs?" Rumble's unsure of how to continue after being ignored.

"I can basically toss all my clothes out now, my armour too."

"Ziggs, come on..."

"And I don't know how I'm gonna explain this to anyone else around town-"

"Alright Ziggs, you can stop now." Rumble was growing increasingly irritated with Ziggs not paying him any mind. However, he knew three words that would grab his boyfriend's attention immediately, regardless of what he's doing. Three words that Ziggs could pick out of a noisy room and home in on. His trigger words, if you will. They were guaranteed to snap him out of any rant or tangent the yordle went on. Just three words and you've got his full attention. Here goes.

"Zigmund Percival Kensington." Rumble pronounced slowly in a monotone. In an instant he was hoisted up by his shoulders until he was face to face with an annoyed Ziggs.

"I thought I told you never to call me by my full name." Ziggs angrily whispered. Rumble sighed.

"Are you alright?" He asked with genuine concern. Ziggs could only stare at the ground.

"No. I'm scared."

"I know, that's fine." Rumble wriggled out of Ziggs' grip and positioned himself on his meaty forearm, giving him the best opportunity to jump onto the other yordle's pec shelf. "Look, I'm your boyfriend and I'm gonna help you through this. I dunno how we're gonna do it, but we're gonna get you back out there in front of the world and everything's gonna be okay. I promise." He nuzzled his face against Ziggs' cheek. "I bet you'll do fine in Piltover since people there value your mind more so than your body anyway."

"Yeah, probably. Cecil might still be shocked to see me like this though."

"Who?" Rumble cocked his head.

"Heimerdinger."

The blue-furred yordle tried and failed to contain his sudden laughter. "Are you serious? That's his name?! I thought it'd be something dorky but... oh man, that's great."

"Rumble, come on. That's not important right now." Ziggs reminded. It took a moment for the other yordle to compose himself.

"Okay, okay, I'm done." Rumble barely contained his smirk. "Listen, I'm not letting you go this alone. I'll be here helping my hunky, gorgeous boyfriend with anything he needs." Rumble was about to continue when he heard his front door creak open. "Did I seriously leave everything open last night..." His ears drooped while his face expressed his agitation. He could hear the pitter patter of two yordles making their way to the basement. One of the voices he could clearly hear is Teemo, while the other belonged to Bandle City's resident tailor, Gustav.

"I mean, I get what you're saying, but I saw him last night. There's no way he could - Oh!" The orange-furred yordle in his designer blazer nearly missed the bottom step. "Weeeeeeeeell, someone certainly ate their vegetables. Hang on..." He turned back to look at Teemo. "I thought you said he's as big as a house."

"I exaggerated a little..." Teemo pushes his index fingers together.

"Irregardless-" Gustav began.

"That's not a word." Teemo mumbled.

"- I'm going to take clothing Ziggs as a challenge, free of charge!" He flashed the pair of lovers a million dollar smile. "I know you're all thinking this is crazy, but if I'm able to pull this off all of Valoran will see that Gustavus is the most skilled tailor in all the lands. I can even make different outfits and have you model them!"

"But I don't wanna be a model." Ziggs pulls his knees to his massive chest in an effort to protect himself.

"Oh hun." Gustav giggled. "We can talk about that later." He pulls out the longest tailor's measuring tape anyone else in the rom had ever seen. "You're gonna have to stand up for this." As soon as beefcake Ziggs is upright, the orange-furred yordle immediately goes to gather measurements. Ziggs finds this practice infinitely more invasive than when he had clothes on the night before.

"Watch your hand placement, pretty boy." Rumble growled, his arms across his chest.

"Relax Rumble, I'm a professional. I know what I'm doing." He dismissed the blue-furred yordle with a limp-wristed gesture. "I need to make sure I gather data on all the contours of his body, otherwise any clothes he wears will be constricting and we all don't want that." He takes Ziggs' chest measurement and whistles. "I've worked with human clientele before, but nobody as bulky as you before."

"Easy, buddy." Rumble snarls. This doesn't faze the tailor, who slides along the side of Ziggs' sculpted body until he lands on the ground.

"I guess I would mention how much I'm gonna love working on your pelvic region, but your guard dog might chew me up." Gustav playfully sticks his tongue out. Rumble's grumpy demeanor doesn't let up. "Oh, I'm just teasing, you silly little yordle." He dashes beside Rumble and rubs his hand through his Mohawk. "I'm not about to take him from you. I'm far too busy with my work to bother."

Teemo sticks his hand out towards the orange-furred yordle. "May I?"

"Be my guest." Gustav places his measuring tape in the other's hand. Teemo bounded up to Ziggs and started climbing, stopping only when he reached his pecs.

"W-what are you doing?" Ziggs stammered.

"Those measurements are vital to help me expand on my entry, but I'm gonna need a few more." He takes one of those fat nipples in his hand and gently twists it. Ziggs gasped in ecstatic pleasure as his mini titan rose from the attention.

"Is this really necessary?" The yordle behemoth asks.

"It is. It's for science." Teemo then begins moving the tape all around Little Ziggs, mentally taking notes of every number he measures.

"Ooh, makes me think I should've been a scientist." Gustav bites his finger to quell his arousal.

"Y-yeah..." Rumble doesn't even bother hiding how incredibly erect his penis is.

When he's done, Teemo hands the tape back to Gustav. The fashion-obsessed yordle then turns to Ziggs. "Okay. So I won't be able to make a full outfit for you until my shipment comes in later today, buuuuuuuut I should be able to make something for you that would at least keep you decent. In the meantime, you may wanna take care of that." He pointed to Ziggs' monolith. He then makes his way up the stairs to the top floor. "I should be back within the hour. Ta-ta!" He closes the front door behind him.

"I hate that guy." Rumble grumbles.

"You were singing his praises last night." Ziggs retorted.

"Yeah? Well... things change!" Rumble's aggressive tone didn't quite elicit the reaction he wanted from the others. Ziggs' smile widened into the Cheshire grin he was known for.

"Rumble, are you jealous." The blur-furred yordle froze on the spot.

"W-what? Of course not. Don't be ridiculous!"

"Dude, you're totally jealous." Teemo added.

"Hey, come here." Ziggs scooped Rumble up with his hands and brought him close to his face. "You don't have anything to worry about. There's no one that's gonna come between us. I promise. He's cooped up in his store all the time, just let him have his fun."

"But he's so flirty." Rumble whined.

"It's how he makes his sales. He does it to women too. A lot of his regulars are female."

"I guess." Rumble began to sulk until Ziggs brought their lips together into a kiss. Ziggs being significantly larger than the last time they did this made his actions feel more forceful to the smaller yordle, but he was undaunted. This was his boyfriend and he was in love.

Teemo's ability to go invisible helped the others forget he was even in the room, for good measure too. He was playing with himself with one hand while watching the other two yordles french each other. 'This is better than porn!' He thought.

~~~

"Gustav, you can't be serious." Ziggs was less than impressed at what the fabulous yordle brought back with him.

"Oh, it's fine. Lots of men these days wear thongs. Gotta show off that smokin' hot bod, right?" He hands the garment over to the giant yordle.

"But it's pink." Ziggs insisted.

"It provides a striking contrast to your eyes." Gustav reassured.

"But it's piiiiiiink." Ziggs bellyached.

Gustav sighed. "It's the stretchiest material I had on hand. Come on, try it on already."

Ziggs whinged as he put on the garish clothing item. He'd never wore one before, so he wasn't used to how snugly they were meant to be. He blushed when he felt it ride up his muscly glutes and nestled between his cheeks. Once he fully got it on, he noticed how it didn't even reach the base of his schlong. "Stretchy my ass. It doesn't even fit right."

"I never said it would fully stretch, just that it was the stretchiest I owned." Gustav bounded up the stairs again before swinging back around on one foot while clutching the railing. "Now, I need to get going and start my masterpiece. I can't wait to see your reaction to what I have planned. Oh, you'll look so handsome. Tootles!" He skipped his way through the door, shutting it behind him.

Ziggs looked down with disappointment. "I can't go out like this, I'll get busted for public indecency." He sits dejectedly on the floor.

"I doubt it. Your bulge is bigger than anyone in town. No one will see it." He makes his way onto Ziggs' rock hard thighs. "You know, if you don't like, you don't have to wear it. How about we find out how stretchy this thing really is?" Rumble cheekily grins. He pulls himself under the tan-furred yordle's pecs and positions himself under a nipple. He then puts his mouth around it, gently grazing it with his teeth. This sends Ziggs wild. After a couple seconds Rumble can hear a tugging coming from behind him, turning into a tearing sound as Ziggs enormous tool sends the shredded fabric across the room.

"That feels so much better." Ziggs chuckles.

"I have an idea." Rumble announces. "Let's forget about everyone else for a while and focus on having fun ourselves. You're nervous about your body, I get that, but I wanna help you get over it. I want my stud to be happy."

"Well," Ziggs blushed at Rumble's straightforwardness, "you've already got my attention." He flexed his dick to bring it close to his body, touching Rumble's arm. This sets off Little Rumble almost instantly.

"You've got no idea how much I want that thing in me right now. I know that ain't happening, but I still wanna have fun with it." He hops onto Ziggs' abs as the beefcake yordle lays back and starts playing with his monolith. Rumble, seeing his opportunity, slides down his boyfriend's thigh and presses his face against his boyfriend's pubic fuzz, taking in the heady musk. He really was in heaven right now. He works his way over to his monstrous tan coloured balls and begin licking them. He was meticulous in his actions, grazing the base of Ziggs' shaft with every opportunity. This sent pleasurable shivers throughout the titan's frame. Ziggs was now fully jerking himself off, even bringing his upper body forward so that he can use his mouth as well.

After giving his lover's balls a thorough cleaning, Rumble set his sight lower. He got on all fours and crawled under Ziggs' testicles, getting face to face with Ziggs' musky anus. "Oh hello, I bet you thought you weren't getting any attention." Rumble presses his muzzle forward and begins lapping at the twitching asshole. It was something he's always wanted to try with Ziggs (who was over the moon by the sensation of the rimjob). He pushed himself further, getting the inside of the other's muscular booty coated in saliva. He then got the idea to stick his fingers inside, one by one, until he was able to get his entire fist in there. The feeling of having Ziggs clench around his arm was something he never though he'd ever experience.

Teemo was still there, completely invested in the scene before him. He gave up on keeping up his camouflage and just situated himself behind Ziggs. It didn't matter if he was visible since they weren't gonna see him anyway. While he was painfully erect, he knew it was more important to document everything he was witnessing, even going so far as to draw the hunky yordle in the margin. Once metabolized, the toxin grants the yordle a heightened libido and extreme stimulation in the genitals. Teemo jots down in the notebook. It is this researcher's opinion that it's incredibly hot. He blushed at his words and proceeded to scribble out the last sentence until it became illegible. He had to remain professional after all.

Meanwhile, Ziggs was barely keeping himself together as he neared orgasm. Sucking on his mushroom head was intense on its own, but Rumble toying with his anal cavity was edging him dangerously close to release. He remembered how much of a mess he made earlier and decided to clamp down around the head of his cock. He could feel it coming, just a few more strokes until-

"Oh fuck." Rumble pulled his hand back outside as his arm was nearly caught in the vice-like grip of Ziggs' anus. He scurried his way back on top of his boyfriend, watching him moan around his dick in pleasure as he shot load after load of hot yordle batter down his throat.

Ziggs was quickly realizing this was too much, just far too much cum for him to handle. He had no other choice but to let his dick go free. As soon as he did, he shot a few loads of spunk directly behind him, one slapping Teemo right in the face.

The cream-furred yordle flew onto his back, barely registering what just happened to him. As a good portion of it landed it in his mouth, he couldn't help but reflexively swallow. The first thing he noticed was that Ziggs' cum was shockingly sweet, way more than it should be. He realized immediately why that was. "No way, it affects seminal fluid too?" His discovery was short lived as he felt an intense heat pour through him. He gave a small, wheezy chuckle as he understood what was happening, it was nearly impossible for him to contain his excitement.

"Looks like this entry's getting a first-hand account."