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Night shift is a weird thing, Craig thought as he walked the almost empty lobby of his office building. He was so used to this place being filled with people, employees or not, but now it's just so barren. He was recently "promoted" and one of his new promotion "perks" is having to take a night shift.

The wolf thinks it's bullshit, but he knew what he was getting into when he accepted that promotion from his boss. He was at least thankful he got a week off with pay to adjust his sleep schedule.

Now, here he is. The only staff he could see are the janitors and someone at the reception desk. He presented his ID on the machine to clock him in and immediately moved to the elevator. Once inside, he was about to press the floor before he heard someone scream.

"Hey! Wait up!"

The dark blue canine saw an otter rushing towards the elevator he's in. Craig managed to keep the elevator doors open and the tired otter is grateful for that. He pressed 15 on the buttons and the doors closed immediately.

Craig pressed 20 then immediately studied the tired guy, leaning on the wall as he tried to catch his breath.

The first thing he noticed is that he was tall, about 6 foot 3 if he was right. Compared to his 5 foot 9 height, the otter is quite a tall one.

The second thing he noticed is that he was jacked. Very much so. His poor polo is straining to contain his arms with how large his biceps and triceps is. The buttons on the top aren't even closed, giving the wolf a good view of the mustelid's striated pecs. Craig saw those round muscles heave up and down for every breath, it was entrancing.

He then moved to look below and saw a waist so svelte, the midsection so thin compared to how bloated the otter's upper torso is. He still could see the otter's defined 8-pack abs from the fabric, really showing off how muscular the otter is.

Then there are the legs. Thick and holds so much power compared to the waist. Large quads straining the fabric of his pants. Going down, he could see the fabric by the knees very loose until it became tight again in those meaty calves.

All in all, the figure of this man was like a very exaggerated hourglass with prominent pecs. Before Craig could even introduce himself, the elevator doors opened and the man immediately left.

Craig sighed as he watched the man leave before the elevator door closed on him. 'Maybe next time.'

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It's the second night tonight and he was glad that his new co-workers are able to deal with him and his first time on this kind of shift. He's very glad his new manager treats their workers with coffee and donuts. 'Better than my last manager, that's for sure.'

He licked his chops, thinking about the sandwiches that was promised to all of them as he entered the elevator and pressed 20.

"Wait for me!"

He immediately pressed the open button and, lo and behold, it was the same guy again. Him and his tight-fitting clothes ran to the elevator and pressed 15. "Thanks."

"No problem." Craig said as he watched the figure rise up and stretch his body, making his muscles bulge and tighten, straining his clothes further. The wolf wanted to know what sizes he wore. Probably 2XL, maybe higher than that.

Something was off, though. He wasn't really paying attention to the guy before but he was...bigger somehow. His muscles seem more pumped than yesterday, his pecs more rounded and more firm. He looked down and saw how his legs were so thick, his pants almost seemed painted as each individual strand of muscles bulged and moved underneath the fabric.

The waist seems normal though, but his abs look more plump than normal, now pushing itself against the fabric.

He looked up and saw that the wolf was eye-level with the otter's mouth. He took a glance at his powerful shoulders. The ball of muscle is so round and wide. Criag reckoned he was about 300 pounds of muscle, possibly even more.

The door opened and once again the otter rushed to get out of the elevator before Craig could even question anything. He sighed as he closed the doors and moved on to his destination.

"Still, is it just me or is he bigger?"

The wolf shook his head and adjusted his tie. No time to think about him.

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Another night, another fight. Just like last time, the otter rushed to get to the elevator and once again the wolf wondered if the otter was bigger. This time however, the difference is much more apparent.

The sleeves are holding for their dang life trying to contain arms that Craig is pretty such is thicker than he is. His pecs are probably even worse, surging forward so much it now creates a shadow over his tight abs. The polo can barely contain the otter's upper torso, yet the midsection remains so svelte and firm.

His legs didn't fare any better and had already managed to outsize some trees at this point. It was surreal watching those quads move, muscle over muscle barely contained by that tight black fabric.

Craig could barely contain it. He was curious, very so. Before he could even ask a question, the otter spoke, his deep, bassy voice shook the small moving room they were in. "Thanks for that, by the way. You're the same guy, right? From yesterday and the day before?"

The wolf had to look up to the otter and it made him think if the man grew taller but no. It was just his muscles that are bigger. Craig managed to croak out an answer and smiled awkwardly towards the hulk. "Uh, yeah. I'm Craig, by the way." He held out his hand and the otter immediately shook it with so much fervor and strength. Craig cringed at the show of strength hurting his hand as the otter offered a toothy grin as he introduced himself.

"Name's Tyke. Nice to meet you, dude! First week of night shift?" Tyke said as he let go of the poor wolf's hand.

"Uh, yeah. Just started on Monday." Craig said as he held his hand gingerly, still reeling from the strength of that grip. 'Guess that arm isn't just for show.'

"No wonder I didn't recognize you. How's the graveyard shift going?" Tyke said as he fixed his hair with his hand, the arm muscle bouncing up and down for every movement of his hand. Craig is almost mesmerized by it, almost waiting for the cloth to rip and show those muscles bare.

Tyke must have noticed as he looked at the wolf with a smirk and decided to flex his whole body with a crab pose. Those powerful pecs surged even more forward than they do. Biceps clashing onto those round muscles. Traps going up halfway to his head as his delts just exploded with power. It was a miracle the polo survived that.

"Hehe, like what you see?"

Craig could only nod at that show of strength and power the otter and was surprised when he got a facefull of those delicious otter pecs as Tyke hugged him. "Ah, thanks dude. Glad my workouts aren't for nothing."

The wolf could barely breathe, his face stuffed with the pecs of the most muscular guy he ever met. He managed to ask a question he's been dying to ask since. "H-how much do you weigh?"

The otter chuckled as he finally let go of the wolf. He placed his fist on to his waist, clearly still showing off his exaggerated hourglass figure as his back widened and pecs bounced. "About 640 pounds. Impressive, eh?"

That is impressive, he didn't realize it could even go that far. But then...

"What about yesterday?"

That got the otter confused as he straightened up, his arms barely went down due to the size of his upper torso. "Yesterday? Probably the same weight, I guess. Haven't really grown much this past year."

"Really? You seem bigger now than yesterday..." Craig said as he wondered more about what happened. Tyke was about to ask when the telltale ding of the elevator chimed in.

"Welp, here's my stop. See you again tomorrow, Craig." The hunky otter said as he left with a smile on his face. Craig waved goodbye as well but still his mind went back to Tyke, and how much he had grown in a span of two days.

'Maybe I was wrong somehow? But he seems way bigger than two days ago...'

He shook his head, letting that thought in his head will just make him distracted on his work. Besides, it's not like it will happen again anyway.

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Welp, it happened again. This time when Tyke called for the elevator he actually looked bigger. Much bigger.

The otter still wears a polo but it barely even covered anything. His round and wide pecs jutted out so far it was like a shelf was placed onto the mustelid's torso. The arms are now double their width and size. Biceps bulging despite being relaxed, it stretched the fabric so much that veins are now visible, pulsing with so much blood to feed that mountain of muscle Those legs could and will crush heads with how strong and thick it is. It was almost surreal looking at such legs that could easily outsize trees.

HIs waist remains the same, however, literally overshadowed by those large pecs that already made looking down impossible for the otter, alongside a back thick enough to be called a wall.

"Evening, Craig." Tyke said like this was normal, like he didn't just double in size in just one night. When the wolf didn't answer, the otter looked at the wolf from the crevice between his pecs and delts, the valley between just enough for the otter to see the flabbergasted reaction of his nightly co-worker. "Uh, you okay?"

"H-how much do you weigh now?"

"Didn't you already ask that yesterday?"

"Just humor me."

The otter shook his head, his wide monstrous neck bulging for every movement of his as he said his weight like it was nothing. "I'm 1280 pounds, I already said this yesterday, Craig. You sure you're okay?"

The wolf's mouth was dry as we nodded and looked around the elevator, trying his best to avoid the otter's body, but it was hard. He didn't notice it now but Tyke occupied so much space that he is basically pinned between the monstrous arm and the front wall of the small room. He could see a small label on that wall, something about having a weight limit of 2000 pounds.

'He's so close to reaching the limit...'

The elevator dinged and the otter muttered a soft "excuse me" as Tyke moved his arm first, then his pecs till he was finally outside the room. But he hadn't left yet, still facing the disturbed wolf with all he can. "Hey, I'm serious. You okay there, Craig?" When the wolf hadn't said anything he stopped the elevator doors from closing one-handedly. "I'm serious, did I do something wrong?"

Craig had to look up to the otter when he heard how heartbroken he sounded. It was hard to see him face to face since his pecs are starting to obscure a part of his head, but it was enough to see that sad face of his. The wolf gulped before answering, making sure to keep himself calm. "I'm fine, really. You didn't do anything wrong."

"You swear?" There was something playful in that deep voice in his and it made Craig chuckle till he laughed out loud. The otter joined him as well and it was enough to diffuse the tension between them.

"Yeah, I swear. Now get going big guy. We're both gonna be late at this rate."

Tyke chuckled as he let the door of the elevator closed but before giving the wolf a wink before leaving. The doors closed and he could feel the box he was in move up again. He leaned his back on the cool wall as he tried to regain his bearings before he reached his floor.

"Okay, so he doesn't know he's growing, and it seems he's growing twice as large as he was the previous day. Which means..."

The wolf looked back at the weight limit label. 2000 pounds it said, which means Tyke won't fit here tomorrow.

Craig sighed, as he heard the ding of the elevator and moved on with his job.

Tomorrow is another day, he thinks as he walks towards his shift.

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"So...it got bigger."

He wasn't talking about Tyke, though he was pretty sure the otter grew bigger anyway. No, he was talking about the elevator. The room in itself is much wider than before. Could probably house double the people than it previously could, probably more. The wolf looked back at the weight limit label and saw that, too, got bigger, now saying 3000 pounds.

Craig gulped at the implications this brought as he entered the now enlarged room. He held the open button till he heard the otter shout to hold on. What's worse for Craig was that he heard the hulking otter's footsteps before the shout.

And alas, there he is. As expected by Craig, the otter is basically twice his size without even gaining any height at all. Still that didn't stop Craig from being flabbergasted with the otter's dimensions. The door, despite being bigger than the usual sizes, still isn't enough for the uber-wide otter as he turned sideways and pushed his bulging arm first. Then it was like a dance as the otter first let his left pec enter, then sideways again, then his right pec, then finally his entire body was now on the confines of the box.

"Whew, this is always a workout for me. Evening, Craig." The otter said with his trademark grin, and Craig noticed how hard it is for Tyke to see much due to the size of his body. HIs pecs are much more than beach balls now, probably double the size of one. His arms are probably another highlight in his body, his bulging biceps thicker than Craig's entire body and that is not counting his absolutely thick triceps. It was a miracle the polo still stayed, about 4 or 5 buttons unable to be closed due to his wide size.

'Then again, the elevator magically grew in size too...'

Then his attention went to those legs, god those legs. It was much more than trees at this point. The teardrop shaped muscle is beyond human in terms of size. Really the only small thing in Tyke's entire body is his head and his waist, which still hadn't grown wider at all.

"Evening, Tyke."

The otter simply chuckled as the two stayed there for a while. Craig almost memorizing each and every crevice the otter has in his body, while Tyke is amused at the wolf's reactions.

"2560 pounds."

"Huh?"

Tyke grinned as he breathed in deep, the fabric of the polo threatening to be split apart due to that one action. He then exhaled just as deep then waddled a bit at the right angle to see Craig on the valley between his pec and delt.

"You're probably gonna ask about my weight and all that, so I answered it. Impressed?"

Craig had to stop himself from screaming as the otter raised his arms and flexed it. The biceps bursted with so much power as it doubled in size, the fabric straining to keep it inside as it blew out to inhuman proportions. Craig had to stop himself from thinking at how much the arm towered over him. The poor wolf had to turn back to the otter's head before the image of his triceps almost hitting the ground below burned in his mind. He managed to clear his throat as he finally answered Tyke's question.

"V-very impressed! You must be working hard at the gym."

"Yup, all those efforts for years, finally paying off. Though I haven't grown in quite a while." Tyke said as he raised his other arm, the two bulging muscles are like pillars to the wolf. So big and strong, probably hard as well.

The elevator dinged once more and Craig saw the otter maneuver his body around at the exit. "See ya tomorrow, Craig."

"Yeah, you too."

The door closed and the wolf could finally collapse due to the sheer awe of Tyke's size. He had already managed to swallow down the fact that Tyke is growing bigger and the fact that reality is changing around him, but seeing it in front of him is another matter entirely. "God, he's so huge." And there is this one thought he had that made his stomach flutter even more.

"How big is he gonna get? Is there no limit to the guy?"

He was scared to find the answer. Too bad for him, he still has work tomorrow.

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New night, new size. The elevator has once again grown to size, the weight limit is now 6000 pounds and the otter is now a massive 5120 pound mass monster.

The polo Tyke is wearing could barely even cover anything beyond his bard-wide back and those logs he called arms. But for every thickness his arms or even his legs have, none are able to rival the sheer size of the otter's pecs. Even with the otter situated at the back, those powerful round muscles jutted forward so much that it almost grazed the doors in front. The wolf had to squeeze himself at the corner where all the buttons are and even then he could reach up to the pecs.

"So, what kind of work do you have?" Tyke asked so casually, like filling this whole room up is normal, like he hadn't grown 5000 pounds in a span of 6 days. "Considering you're on the 20th floor, I'm assuming I.T.?"

"U-uh yeah. I recently got moved to Server Maintenance."

"Oh, that's cool. How about me? Guess what job I have." Tyke said excitedly and he could hear the thick tail thumping on the ground. The wolf actually chuckled at that. He looks so cute, if you ignore the 5120 pounds of brawn packed in his 6 foot 3 body. He then thought about the floor Tyke is on. The 15th is supposed to be...

"...Sales?"

"Yup! I work in Advertising. Good guess there." The otter chuckled as he maneuvered his hand to pat the wolf on the back. Craig was shocked at how gentle the hyper-hulk is as the elevator door dinged. "Welp, here's my stop. See you tomorrow!"

"Oh, uh, see ya!"

Craig had to admit, he is becoming very, very used to the size of the otter as he saw the hulk maneuver his entire bulk through the doors that are too small for the elevator. Maybe it's because he can't really do anything about it, or maybe because Tyke seems fine, acting like that was his size for so long.

Still, he wondered how long this would last...

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"Where do you work all these muscles?"

Craig said as he pressed the buttons and heard the door closed. He could never look at the doors now since the otter's pecs are so huge to the point that it eclipses it with its massive size.

The 10240 pound otter hummed, letting the deep voice rumble in his chest and sending shockwaves of pleasure to the wolf. It was unreal how much his muscles outsize his head, strands of muscles bigger than his waist, which still hadn't grown much. Not even mentioning those pecs of his that are starting to be thicker than his torso. "I work out on the junkyard, lots of spare tires and even car chassis in there for me to lift."

"That must be a lot of tires you carry."

"Yup!" He said as he bounced his pecs, and the wolf swore he could feel the whole room shake as the otter showcased how dense and heavy each pev muscle is. "Gonna need a lot to train these babies!" He then flexed his arms and the wolf had to stop himself from salivating at the sheer size of those limbs.

The otter's triceps are definitely bigger than him to the point that Tyke had to raise his arm so much to stop his triceps from grazing the ground, with little results. That's not even mentioning those towering biceps and delts. The sheer size of those muscles are so exaggerated, like a muscle morpher got crazy on photoshop. The otter is just that big of a hulk.

"I could invite you sometimes, y;know?"

"Huh?"

"I always wanted an audience when working out, how about it?"

The ding of the elevator saved him from answering, and the otter knows this as he let out a chuckle while figuring out how to twist and turn his whole body to even exit. Craig wondered why the elevator doors are always smaller than the otter despite the room getting bigger, enough for the both of them to fit.

"I'll keep on asking, Craig. I won't give up!" Tyke said as he winked and waddled towards his job. Craig simply smiled as he closed the door and fished out his phone.

Yup, he is really getting used to this.

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Craig had a few minutes for himself as he waited for his otter co-worker to join him in this absolutely spacious elevator room. It was enough space to be a decent living quarters for a family, yet the wolf knows that this is solely for the hulk of an otter.

If he's right, then the otter should be 20480 pounds by now. Already heavier than what is even possible, and he was sure that tomorrow the monstrous otter is gonna be bigger than that soon.

Which makes him wonder one thing. 'Why isn't he growing taller?'

He is getting thicker, wider, more muscular, yet his height remains the same. He was even convinced he got shorter with how much his bloated muscles rose higher than his head at this point. It truly gave off an image that his head is sinking under all that mass.

Then there's his waist which, now that he thought of much more clearly, grew just a little bit over the days, but not as fast as his other body parts. He wondered how strong that trunk of his is to carry all that upper body mass so well.

Then there's the limit. 'If there even is such a thing in the first place. How big would Tyke end up being? If this continues for days then he'll reach a hundred thousands pounds. How would the otter look if he had a hundred thousand pounds on his frame?'

"Craig?"

'Then what? Will he reach 2 hundred thousand? 4 hundred thousand? 8 hundred thousand? A million and six hundred thousand pounds? Will he even fit in the building? Will the building adjust itself?'

"Craaaig?

'What if he grew even more than that? What if he grew to a 100 million pounds, or a billion, or a trillion? What if he outweighs the whole dang planet? Will he still remain 6 foot 3?'

"Craigy?"

'Will the elevator still adjust for him? Who is even doing this? Is Tyke truly unaware of everything?'

"Craigy boy?"

'Will he continue to keep growing till he outsizes the whole solar system, the whole galaxy, the entirety of space? Will he STILL be the same height? Even after all that?'

"Craig?"

'Wait a minute, what about his di-'

"CRAIG!"

The deep voice shook him from his internalized panic. He saw the otter is now standing perfectly from the back, his monstrous pecs grazing the door even with all the new space. He didn't even realize that Tyke is here now. 'How the hell did he sneak up on me with all this?' He thought as he glanced at those pecs he was now sure is thicker than his own entire torso. He reckons it's about 25 feet thick now, not even counting his wide and thick back and those arms.

Tyke is just so big now. He was at least ten or more times as wide as he was tall. The polo is barely holding on to his body. The sleeves are enough to cover around a whole house, but it's just enough to cover the absolute cannon that is his arm. His polo could never be closed, his pecs surged too far from his body that people could hold fucking meetings underneath his massive pec shelf if it weren't for his absolute massive legs that are bigger than entire vehicles. He could even see the bottom of his pecs rubbed on his quads uncomfortably. How the hell can he even move is just a drop amongst the sea of questions in his mind. His traps, something that Craig barely noticed before, now eclipsed his head by 6 feet, even more if he could guess. All this 20480 pounds stuck in his measly 6 foot 3 frame.

'And he'll get even bigger than this...'

Craig stood there for a while, standing there in awe of this growing monster being unaware of everything. Tyke meanwhile, is kinda running out of patience with the wolf. He couldn't really see anything, but he could just feel the wolf just standing there. "Uh, Craig?"

"Yeah?"

"Buttons please. Unless you want me to try and do it myself."

The wolf realized what the otter meant and immediately pressed the buttons. He let out a quiet 'sorry' as the elevator door closed and Tyke couldn't help but sigh and worry again for the wolf. "Night shift finally got to ya?"

'Not the only thing that got to me.' Craig thought as he adjusted his pants asit became tight in a certain region with all his thinking. He really got hard just thinking of the possibilities, huh?

"Yeah, guess a week isn't enough for me to properly adjust to the new sched."

The wolf felt a tree-sized forearm fall to his side and push him towards those absolutely gargantuan pecs. It was then he realized that the otter was hugging him, so awkward due to the size. "You'll do great man. I suggest not drinking coffee for energy, though. You'll get too dependent on that."

Craig melted at the otter's touch. He was basically smothered by a pec much, much bigger than himself and he wouldn't have it any other way. "Kinda a late advice for me, me thinks."

The hulk laughed at that statement, his entire body shaking, and the wolf joined in. The room is filled with a lot of positive vibes alongside all the otter's muscles, enough for Craig to dismiss every worry he has. 'Eh, if he did end up being heavier than the planet, then at least I get the pleasure to see the journey first hand.'

Craig chuckled as another thought popped in his head. 'Maybe I could build a house on top of his pecs once he reaches a certain size. Hell, maybe an entire city will be situated on top of his pecs, Who knows?'

"You okay there, dude?"

Craig looked back and saw only a small fraction of the otter's pec, but he could clearly see the worried face of Tyke, buried underneath with all that mass. He could clearly imagine his muscles growing bigger and bigger and bigger, arms outsizing skyscrapers, pecs filling out entire football fields, yet still being in the same height. He could imagine the otter smile as he flexed his muscles to titanium hardness, as he surged wider than the cities, than countries, than entire continents, and all he would say is that he was glad he did a coffee run earlier. Like it was normal.

Because, fuck it, this is normal now.

Craig smirked as he chuckled to himself. "Nothing, big guy. Just thinking to myself."

The elevator dinged, and once again Craig had a front row seat to Tyke's little show as he let his left arm out first, then his left pec, then right pec then finally the rest of him. Tyke was about to say goodbye when Craig called out to him. "So, when are you working out?"

"Huh?"

"I thought you said you wanted an audience for your gym sessions. That's why I'm asking."

He saw the otter shuffle and waddle until he could see Craig's face from between those massive delts and pecs. Craig immediately remembered him doing this before, but now it was much harder since the space in between is becoming smaller and smaller.

Tyke broke into a grin as he chuckled playfully. "I have gym on Saturday. I'll tell you where tomorrow cuz I really need to go."

"Well, don't let me stop you, big guy. See you tomorrow."

The otter laughed as he waved his arms, the huge biceps bouncing so much due to the action. "See ya!"

The elevator doors closed and the wolf sighed. He felt himself giggling against his will and he can't help but feel like it was like a date for him.

The elevator doors opened to his destination. He looked around at this large room he is in. 'This is gonna be bigger soon, Tyke is gonna be bigger, too. Especially on Saturday. He sighed dreamily as he walked towards his office. He can't wait for the weekend.