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Garbage reclaimed his co-captain's chair after so long without using it, though his eyes drifted back over to the collection of fruit with an idea brewing in his head. "Say, what if he got some of the other dogs to try that stuff? I bet it'd be a hit!"

"Garbage, that's the absolute last thing we should be thinking of doing. We still don't know the full properties of that fruit, so we shouldn't be messing around with it," Happy was steadfast in his unwillingness to enjoy their shared experience, preferring to remain professional as that's what was expected of him; it's what got him that far in life already, so he knew that staying on course was the right call. The abrupt twitching of his bulging musculature strained that conduct, however, and it immediately rang alarm bells in his head as he witnessed his doggy bulk spasm before his very eyes. "Wait, why is this happening already?!"

The panic present in the poodle's voice caught Garbage off-guard, who whipped his head to see the other canine's flexing heft before noticing that his own was doing the same. His mind instantly landed on the most plausible reason as to why. "Dude, we ate more of them than we did the last time."

"Oh no, this can't be happening to me!" Happy jumped out of his seat in consternation, tugging at his jumpsuit in an attempt to shuck it off. His growth had commenced in that time, with his arms taking advantage first and thickening into pillars not unlike those found decorating various facilities on the M-Bark. This was a disaster!

"God, you're uptight! Just relax and enjoy this." With eager anticipation, Garbage watched as his own bulk began to swell and take on more size. His chest puffed out as muscle mass piled on underneath his pelt, pushing his fluffy pecs out until they strained the front of his captain's jacket. "Awesome!" His enthusiasm waned when he felt the pressure mount in the collar of his top. "Oh, wait." Fearing the seams of his favourite article of clothing giving way, he quickly unfastened the buttons and stripped out of the jacket, leaping to the floor to give himself more room to do the same with his jumpsuit.

It was fortunate that Happy got his jumpsuit off when he did as his back blimped out in the blink of an eye. In a split second it grew mountainous, commanding more of the room around him than it used to as the peaks of each muscle swelled further away from the valleys between them. His traps in particular burgeoned greatly, practically swallowing his long neck as they rose above the base of his ears. Likewise his lats grew winglike as his frame broadened out, his shoulders stretching wider to ensure that his body could handle it all, whether he wanted to or not.

That got his front to explode in size, ballooning out as his pectorals became thick slabs of beef that invaded his peripheral vision. He huffed as he grasped them in shock, feeling their rigidity as his fingers failed to dent the flesh. It distracted him from his abs condensing into bricks that looked more at home fortifying a wall with how solid with muscle mass they'd become. In spite of the horror that radiated throughout his body, he couldn't stop a trickle of pleasure from coursing through his veins. Somehow - in some capacity - he was enjoying this, and he hated that fact.

The same could not be said for Garbage, who was overjoyed with his changes. The thrill of growing bigger excited him to his core and he zealously awaited more developments in his body. His arms ballooned out to an extraordinary degree, bloating with densely-packed heft that only accumulated the longer that time marched forward. He adored how they couldn't rest at his sides anymore, having to lean at an increasingly larger angle with every passing second. Such a concept never struck him before but now he wanted more of it!

His legs followed suit, blowing up into tree trunks as big as the ones back on the planet. Stuffed with swollen beef it appeared like they'd inflated, only without any sort of compressor. His quads blimped out in all directions, smashing into one another and causing him to whimper from the stimulation received. With all his growing bulk his nerves were running in overdrive as they supplied pleasure to his brain, culminating in his package surging larger the more his muscles rubbed against one another. Feeling his shaft plump up along with the rest of him was an event that he wished to experience again.

Focused on his own world, Happy didn't even see what the other dog was up to as he tried in vain to prevent his own expansion from happening. He groaned in frustration as his own pole fattened like the rest of him, though his disapproval of his growth left it limp against his engorged thighs. That didn't stop his balls from milking his ascension for all it was worth as they bloated into knee-slapping cum tanks, positively roiling with seed. The fight to avoid getting aroused seemed to be futile at this point.

Garbage moaned in delight as he felt his already tight abs benefit from his growth once more, doming out into a thick tortoise shell of a gut that packed as much heft into it as was possible, just about protruding out as far as his pecs did. The sensation of his girthy length contouring around his abgut left him beside himself in sheer bliss. "Oh yeah, this is exactly what I was hoping for," he chuckled as he looked over his immensity. That's when he noticed the poodle having finished his own expansion, who gasped when they made eye contact and immediately hid his modesty.

"Uh, yeah, um..." Happy gulped, his hands barely doing anything to conceal his fledgling erection. "If you could look elsewhere, that'd be great, thanks."

Garbage huffed, his massive chest bouncing as a result. "Dude, we've showered together multiple times. We know what the other looks like naked."

"I know, but--" Happy groaned, but ultimately realized just how pointless trying to shield himself was given the amount of euphoria his body naturally produced, moving his hands away to let the corgi view his struggling boner.

"Heh, you're really fighting it, aren't ya?" Garbage made his way over to the other canine, noticing how the rosy blush crossing the poodle's face showed through that white fur. He couldn't understand why the distinguished captain didn't like the additional size like he did. This was the best thing that had ever happened to him!

Happy, by complete contrast, was aghast with the further changes to his body, though knew nothing could be done about it now. He sighed in defeat as his boulder shoulders slumped forward, his titanic traps bulging as his muzzle rested on his prodigious chest. "I should've seen this coming, shouldn't I?"