FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

It was the combination of his back and chest billowing at the same time that finally did the polo in. The strained material held on as much as it possibly could before shredding into ribbons from the impossible task of containing hundreds of pounds of Digibeef, falling in a circle around his feet. Any vocalizations that he might've made got caught in his throat at the sight of his upper body utterly destroying his favourite shirt.

And with the material out of the way, it gave him the ideal view of his own engorging bulk. His chest - which he really only got the best view of in the mirror - could now easily be admired with his own two eyes, but especially by his hands. He groped his own enormity, astounded by just how thick and firm the muscle masses were. Was this really him?

Sam didn't get to focus much on his pectorals before feeling a familiar sensation throb throughout his lower half. In his haste in observing his torso he forgot to do anything about his pants, which were now at the mercy of his own body as he was long past the time of shucking them off. His legs had grown along with the rest of him, but now they had the spotlight all to themselves and they were ready to give a show of their own.

A slight hiss involuntarily came from his mouth as he felt the tightening of the denim. It took him a bit of effort to slide into them in the first place, so he wasn't very appreciative when they began constricting around his burgeoning heft. His package in particular was the biggest loser of his growth as his stiffening cock had no choice but to bloat down a cramped pant leg.

Thighs that could crush watermelons at the best of times could now do that without trying, filling out the ever-dwindling space in the pants as the seconds ticked on. Every flex was uncontrollable in nature, which meant that he couldn't have predicted the tears forming down the sides to occur. He didn't hate their appearance, however, as it gave him a bit of a reprieve.

Things only got better from there as his surging quads spearheaded the total annihilation of his jeans, ripping them both inside and out before his widening trunk burst the waistband in two. His boxers went along with them, which thrilled him to bits given how restrictive those had grown too.

And just like that, he was buck naked in a matter of moments. Truthfully he didn't hate it, especially when he didn't have anyone snapping pics of him. He loved it when people did, but only on his own terms. Maybe if the beams stopped right then he could get some pretty nice ones to send to people...

He didn't even have a chance to check to see if his phone survived before the strength of the beams intensified, now shooting an additional blast into him as the rift gradually yawned ever wider. His eyes bugged out when he noticed that. The new ray formed and immediately found him in seconds. They could do that?! As nice as it all felt, he grunted as alarm bells rang out through his head.

The data surging into his growing frame was relentless, forcing him to flourish in order to take in more. He wasn't sure just how exactly he was going to take on additional muscle mass, but he figured it out really quick when he noticed the feeling of his bones elongating, gently cracking apart if only to reform a split second later but much longer. This had the added effect of making him both wider and taller.

Which was perfect to accept yet more information. Sam's hands clenched onto the nearest things that it could - his chest - as he was inundated with hundreds of thousands of kilobytes worth of random internet material. Goddamn, it was all so much to handle, but it was feeling way too good to get him to want to stop any time soon.

Swelling in all directions, he couldn't stop himself from enjoying his explosive growth, his rapidly thickening cock coming to life and slapping him on brick-wall abdominals. He rubbed his hands through his sweat-matted mane, relishing the pleasurable feeling coursing through his veins. This was better than any pump that he'd gotten at the gym, and he was getting it for free!

His eyes had clamped shut as he let his fingers roam around his blossoming bulk, experiencing his muscle fibres tearing and repairing themselves in an instant without needing to see them. He wasn't anywhere near to jizzing himself and yet the sensation was still orgasmic. His nostrils flared as his natural musk wafted off of his colossal chest and filled his nose, coaxing his libido to surge to higher heights.

By the time he opened his eyes, the Digimon had absorbed dozens of megabytes worth of data with seemingly no end in sight. He didn't know that information off the top of his head, but he certainly could observe its effects - he'd become eye-level with the buildings around him now.