A friendly cum-petition

"Finally, some time all by myself..." Caleb grunted softly, massaging his shoulders after getting out of the bus, the huge bag with all his clothes from football practice sitting between his legs as people streamed around him, avoiding the huge, towering, massive eight foot tall sabretooth tiger like he was a pillar or an obstacle on the sidewalk. He looked up at his apartment from the ground level, noticing that no lights were on and his roommates were surely out of the way for at least a few hours. The roommate chat group seemed to support this wild dream of his for the moment at least, which put a smile on his fanged muzzle. "Alright, no time to waste." Caleb grabbed his bag, flung it over his shoulder and made his way to the entrance of the building, his huge strides making short work of the distance. Even when he met other individuals just as tall and imposing, he stood out greatly, both because of his sweaty, tantalising musk and the immense muscles that he'd worked so hard to obtain. "Sorry..." He stepped around a rather diminutive rabbit, his thigh alone thicker than the rabbit was wide, earning himself a gasp of admiration by the little thing. He lightly flexed his biceps to impress him, the muscle bulging immensely, bundles of steel cables bunched together to form a wonderful choreography of raw power. His tight shirt ripped a little as that little flex rippled throughout his body. It definitely impressed the audience he'd gathered in those few seconds.

Around him was the usual hubbub of activity that preceded the late afternoon rush from offices to home and from homes to restaurants and entertainment centres, billboards switching on their neon colours and flooding the streets with all sorts of promises. The tiger's eyes moved to a particularly saucy billboard advertising a fancy new line of jockstraps for athletes of a bigger size like him, most of the models going from males, or herms, seven feet tall and over. Caleb considered getting some for himself as a little present since there were some holidays approaching. His gaze hovered for a few more seconds over the male model's huge, meaty package on the billboard and the 'grows with you' part of the ad where it showed the same model's stretching the jock with an absolutely juicy, massive and breeder-worthy erection. The sabretooth tiger's own fat shaft twitched in his pants, making his jock swell and stretch as a good foot and a half of soft cock stirred to life. He licked his lips, pondering whether some gaming in his bathing suit would have been better than watching one of his favourite shows without anyone bothering him for a while.

"Maybe both..." Caleb resumed walking as his pants tented more and more, unashamed of his size or virility in the least even as his bulge got bigger than some people's heads.

Thankfully his apartment building and the area around it was a little haven for lewdness, with half of the tenants being six foot tall or more and most of them being gifted either in the muscle department, size and bulk or even a fair few of mildly talented mages with a penchant for exhibitionism. It was why he'd chose to go there in the first place, after all, what was better for a hunk like him who enjoyed the occasional magic-induced chaotic afternoon, though they were far more of a daily event than occasional ever since he'd managed to get enough roommates to cover the rent without being scalped. Within the confines of the building, Caleb looked even bigger, somehow, his head just a couple feet from the ceiling, his wide, muscular shoulders taking up far more space than most people his height should have. As soon as he stepped in the elevator the weight indicator shot up, flashing at a whopping six hundred and twenty odd pounds. Caleb smiled with pride since that meant his muscle mass had risen again, without much in the way of magical shenanigans or messing around. A second tenant got in and the weight rose once again, the musclegut bear looking several times in admiration at the tiger before pressing the button for the floor beneath Caleb's place. Once again the tiger found himself flexing a little, this time subconsciously, his pecs popping just enough to make the skin-tight shirt tear a little bit around the seams.

His excitement, much like his erection, continued to grow the closer he got to the door, his pants eventually reaching a breaking point well before he'd even touched the handle as the fly snapped and his bulging jock spilled out. Fortunately his ass kept his pants on at least until he got in and started undressing immediately, keeping only the torn tight white t-shirt and more cock and fat nuts than his jock ought to be able to contain. Each orb was a tad more than twelve inches wide, meaning he had nuts wider than the average fur's cock was long, a point of pride for him and another reason for wearing jocks all day long. This close to nakedness, anyone could see that the tiger was nothing short of an Adonis sculpted from the ideal of a Greek god statue: chiselled muscles going from neck to calves to forearms, each melting into the next in seamless transitions born of years of hard and sweaty work. For a moment his abs showed, a wonderfully chiselled six pack under the shadow of his immense pecs, all of it crowned by his striped fur that drew the eye right where he was most impressive. Unfortunately there was no one else to witness Caleb in his sweaty, post-training glory since all of his roommates were gone... or so he thought.

"Hey man, how's it going?" The joy Caleb was feeling for having the apartment to himself shattered when Nathan waved at him from the couch, the tv already on and blaring as the wolf enjoyed hammering a bunch of people over and over in the new Smash Pals game. He chuckled when he saw the tiger's annoyed expression, scratching his bare chest. Sitting half naked, wearing only a pair of boxers, Nathan's body was illuminated by the standing lamp in the corner and the dancing lights of the game he was playing, the shadows dancing over his trained body. "What?" While not as massive or impressive or perfectly crafted as Caleb, Nathan was still a prime example of what training could do, though one less intensive than the tiger's own regimen. His pecs, abs, calves, deltoids, all was so very well polished, all stuck on a slender yet well-built six feet and roughly two inches of wolf.

"I thought I'd have the apartment for myself for at least a few hours." Caleb groaned and sighed, plopping his ass on the couch, making the entire thing creak as over six hundred pounds of beast were added to Nathan's more than honest three hundred. Luckily the couch had been enchanted to be able to take more than twice the tiger's weight with ease. "And the apartment looked empty from outside."

"Ah, yeah, that was my bad, got heated while gaming and had to put a silencing spell or else our lovely landlord was going to annoy me and make me lose my winning streak." Nathan shrugged and proceeded to end the match in but a few moves. "Sorry."

"Ugh, it's fine... I guess." The tiger rolled his eyes as his bulge went from juicy and almost on the verge of ripping the jock to its normal state. "Next time say so in the chat, I was about to enjoy some peace and quiet." He looked down at the softening slab of cockflesh, making the wolf lick his chops and tent his roommate's roomy boxers, a hint of uncut cock poking from the left pant leg. Then an idea blossomed in his mind. "How about we have a little wager: three matches in Smash Pals, winner gets to have the entire apartment for himself for a few hours." The proposal didn't seem to entice Nathal all that much, considering he'd been alone for a while already. "And the loser's size." But that last bit did: the wolf's cock throbbed and slipped out of his boxers, firing a nice fat wad of pre onto the coffee table as Caleb's bulge stopped shrinking and fattened once more.

"A game with size transfer on the line? You must still be swimming in that wonderful football training high then." Nathan chuckled and tossed his roommate a controller within a split second, which Caleb caught in his huge paw. The controller swelled, growing to match the hands of its user as the wolf set the parameters for the upcoming challenge. "Good luck man, I've been practicing all afternoon."

"We'll see..." Caleb grinned and the match started mere seconds later.

The first game was a fairly short one, partially due to Nathan being already warmed up and having had the time to play far more than the sabretooth tiger over the past few days on the accounts of Caleb being a big player in the city's football team. It took all of one minute for him to lose, due to a series of good hits, poor reflexes and bad mistakes that spelled defeat for the challenger, something that the wolf didn't waste any time in pointing out. Caleb grunted and demanded for the second match to start immediately, getting so much into it that he completely removed out taunts and jabs from his awareness. Yet, even with all that concentration, even with twice as much effort, the tiger still lost, a respectable and fought for loss that took a little over five minutes to achieve, though it felt even more frustrating. He groaned and huffed, annoyed beyond reason as he dove straight for the next match. It was the best fight out of the three, a tense, long, arduous, nerve-wracking experience for both of the contenders, a match worthy of true game warriors.

However, since it was a challenge based upon a mere three matches, Nathan had secured his victory by the second one. Well before the third had been finished, Caleb was already slowly but surely shrinking, nothing too noticeable, an inch here, an inch there, a few pounds from his bulk, all seamlessly, quietly, stealthily transferred to the wolf next to him by the same magic that made sure his controller stayed proportional even as the tiger lost his mass and power. Nathan squirmed as his boxers grew smaller around his junk, his cock fatter, his balls heavier as the tip poking from one pant leg became several inches of juicy uncut cockflesh jutting forth and oozing a thin stream of pre while Caleb's jock slowly started to fall from his waist, the immense bulge trapping his fat cock now fairly average, if twenty inches of fat shaft were to be considered average.

"Crap! This damned controller is broken as fuck!" As the very last hit sent his character's flying into a void, the tiger stood up and almost threw the controller onto the ground to destroy the item that brought him so much dishonour, but as he got on his feet, he noticed his arms were smaller and less muscular and the apartment looked a tad more spacious and taller than he remembered. "Ah fucking hell..." He groaned, rolling his eyes hard as he tossed the controller on the couch, that small movement making his previously very tight and form fitting jock, now roomy and barely able to hang on, fall on the ground. However, he considered himself lucky that he still looked like a tiger and not like a cat, if he were to lose so much size and mass to step down a notch he'd not take the loss well, or rather, he'd be even more salty than now.

"Nice..." Nathan chuckled and licked his lips, spreading his legs as the final bits of size were transferred, the wolf's sack tearing through his boxers as his cock was freed at last, a thick, partially hooded, drooling meaty spire standing at a proud, much bigger twenty seven inches, more than double the size he had before the challenge. Already his muscles had greater definition, his abs popping through the fur as his biceps, triceps, calves and thighs burst with power. "Niiice..." He flexed and grunted, tossing the remains of his underwear onto the floor. With a grin, the wolf stood up, now towering over his roommate by a good twenty five inches, twice the weight as Caleb's bulk got halved. The eight foot ten, beyond six hundred pound beast of a feline had turned into a sculpted, well-crafted, athletic six foot seven and a mere three hundred pounds. A far cry from where he'd stood before. His coat was thicker, his fangs sharper, his claws longer and more dangerous and his looks a fair bit more savage as the extra mass and power threw him closer to the direwolf ancestors he had in his blood, "Well, thank you for all the size and stuff." Nathan grabbed him and lifted him up with ease, every muscle in his body tensing in wonderful ways that made his cock harder and stiffer, sandwiched between one steel-hard set of abs and one that was merely rock-hard.

"You fucking cheated... somehow..." Caleb rolled his eyes and sighed. "Alright, let's go again, double or nothing! And this time we change controllers so you get this shitty piece of plastic and I get the good one! Also I choose the damn setting cause it's clear this is your favourite and..." The sabretooth tiger looked up at Nathan once he was back with his paws on the floor as the wolf stroked his fatter cock openly, turning the game off and putting on something more saucy to fully enjoy the new size and equipment. The wolf grabbed Caleb and brought him closer, their cocks frotting together, foreskins rubbing against each other, peeled back as Nathan teased the smaller male with all the bulk he'd stolen in rightful combat. "Quit gloating! You cheated!" He snarled.

"Such a sore loser..." He chuckled loudly. "I'd say I'm sorry but you know how good it feels to be this big so... if you do want your size back we can have another match or another challenge tomorrow but, since I know you have practice again soon... we could do this double or nothing right here right now so you can arrive in front of your team looking more like a twink than a hunk." His words were emphasized by the wolf's slow strokes on his cock, each marked by a twitch and a thick jet of pre onto the floor as the towering canine jacked off while holding back Caleb's assault, their cocks twitching and swaying like lewd poles as pre flowed from their meaty sacks. "I just know you're going to lose again and give me even more size." Nathan licked his lips and groped the tiger's ass, squeezing that toned yet softened rump with his huge paws, each palm fitting oh so wonderfully around the curves.

"Oh you fucking wish!" Caleb pushed against the wolf with all the strength he had, their shafts rubbing all over the other's abs, leaving thick strands of pre as they wrestled together where they stood, sweat still coating the tiger's body making him look thinner than he really was.

"Evening guys, how's it going?" Before Caleb could say anything else, the door opened and the third roommate waltzed in, a hulking beast of a dragon that was but a few inches shorter than Caleb at his best, though the lack of fur and clothing brought forth a uniquely shredded look for the reptile, who enjoyed the freedom that going around with a tank top, shorts and no underwear brought. Brutus enjoyed going commando as much as he enjoyed being nude, since his monstrous sheath, a thick, juicy piece of cock holster, bulged out nicely when dressed and swayed like a pendulum above a pair of nuts roughly ten inches wide each. "Mh? There's something odd..." He looked at Nathan and Caleb, then at Nathan and then at Caleb again, frowning as his brain wrestled to make his memories fit with the reality his eyes were seeing: had Nathan always been the bigger one? Had his cock always been so massive and thick and juicy? "Ohhhh I see what's going on in here..."

"He cheated!" Caleb grunted and punched his roommate in the arm, doing little to no damage as the taller wolf kept on groping his ass and jerking off with the moans coming from the television.

"You just suck!" Nathan replied to the punch with a light slap on the tiger's ass. "But if you want to lose even more, I'm down for a double or nothing deal."

"Mind if I join?" The dragon's sheath was swelling and fattening as he inhaled the musky air and drank in the sight of the two males in front of him wrestling in such erotic ways, the sounds from the tv only making him get harder faster. As he marched towards the two in front of the couch, he skilfully removed his pants, leaving his massive nuts hanging free, slick with sweat and lightly churning as their owner got more aroused. "Oh damn you got small dude!" Brutus chuckled once he got in front of Caleb, the tiger barely getting to his pecs, quite a bit shorter than that morning where the roles were not quite reversed but very close. With all his eight feet two, Brutus pushed Caleb against Nathan, the two sandwiching the smaller male in between walls of hard abs, pecs and cocks, the dragon's twin lengths bloating and swelling, fattening right against the previous king of the apartment, two fat twenty six inch spires of ridged dragonflesh oozing pre like broken faucets. "So cute."

"Shut up!" Caleb grunted and tried to get away yet he was unable to as the two trapping him started grinding against him, spreading pre, sweat and thick musk all over his fur.

"C'mon Cal, you want to get back to your size, right? With Brutus being here you might actually have a chance to get it... and who knows... maybe add a little bit..." The wolf licked his lips as Brutus snorted and took partial offence to Nathan hinting that me might lose any sort of challenge. However, with the danger of losing size came the absolutely enticing prospect of being able to gain even more with so much mass and virilty going around. That very same thought flashed in all of their minds, each ogling the others with hunger as cocks throbbed and leaked pre, a puddle forming beneath their feet.

"Alright, you got a deal." Just when Caleb was about to shake the other two guys' hands, the door opened and the last tenant of the apartment waltzed in, a veritable wall of lion muscle, mass, mane and masculinity. While the other three were fond of gym and exercising, training and sports, Alex was a proper bodybuilder, the third tallest of the apartment and the one with the greatest penchant for not wearing anything at all but the tightest tank-tops the market could offer.

"Hey Alex! We were just about to get into a friendly size competition." Brutus smiled, stroking his lengths as Nathan prepared the apartment for the upcoming chaos that their monthly challenges brought.

"Without me?" The lion scoffed, tossing his gym bag onto the floor, the heavy thing crashing into it with a weighty thump. He marched forward, his tank ripping at the seams a little with every brash movement he made as his naked lower half bore all the pride of a lion as two one-foot wide orbs swayed and a singular, meaty, thick, uncut beast of an eighteen incher given Alex's status as a shower rather than grower. Alex was a perfectly crated depiction of what a bodybuilder should be, with shoulders so wide sometimes he had to walk through doors sideways, forearms thicker than most people's thighs, a back that was a tapestry of toned muscle groups taken from most people's ideal of physical perfection. "Dick move, guys." He grunted and curled his arms, which made him look bigger and stronger than even the towering wolf next to him. However, as soon as he saw Caleb and just how small he'd gotten already, Alex purred and huffed, his cock stiffening, slowly rising higher as the thick hood peeled back, revealing a wonderfully massive crown fit for the king of the jungle's pride.

"They were already going at it when I arrived." Brutus huffed as he licked his lips, eyeing the lion's shaft as his own twin lengths twitched and resumed covering Caleb in pre, Nathan came back, helping the other two surround the tiger from yet another side, truly blocking every direction he could look at with hard muscles and hard cocks.

"Shall we get to it then?" Alex stroked his length and huffed, his foot wide nuts churning loudly, adding to the slow bubbling of seed as each of the three massive studs' libido rose higher, their sacks swelling and growing fatter, leaving Caleb looking woefully pitiful in comparison. "Usual bet? Winner takes all?" All of the others agreed with nods and huffs as the air in the apartment got cloudy with the rising fog of musk, sweat and ball funk. "Where's the other controllers? I'm already behind and I don't want to lose even an inch, I've got a bodybuilding competition to show up for in a few days."

"I'd suggest something... more fun than playing a videogame..." Caleb eyed the bigger feline and his fat cock, his own standing proud at a sizeable yet relatively underequipped sixteen inches now that Nathan had stolen so much of its former length and girth. "Since you're all so... eager..." The tiger hinted at the four stiff cocks around him, each jutting forth above fat nuts, spreading a thick musky fog that made the apartment reek like a locker room after an orgy. "Shooting distance, wrestling then edging between the two finalists." He cocked an eyebrow, smiling as the other three looked upon the rather diminutive tiger with huge smirks on their muzzles.

"Are you sure you're up for it, small guy? You're already losing and you want to go and have both a shooting distance and a wrestling competition?" Alex scoffed, pumping his muscles to appear even bigger than the other feline, adding a layer of rivalry to the otherwise friendly competition that both Nathan and Brutus seemed to enjoy so very much as they jacked the other off openly.

"So you're saying you're not up for it? Talk about being the king of the jungle..." Caleb smirked and pushed his chest against Alex', putting up quite a fight given that both size, mass and muscles were not on his side in the least.

"Fine, you're going to give me a tongue bath and be my caddy at the competition in two days if you lose though. I need someone to massage my muscles before the show."

"And if you lose you gotta show up anyway, smaller and lose in front of everyone before blowing me on stage and admitting I'm the better of the felines." Caleb held out a hand that Alex shook after but a single second of thought.

"Deal." The two felines smiled as Nathan threw the controllers away and made space in the living room, effortlessly moving the couch, chairs, table and all the loose furniture out of the way, leaving the carpet and little more. Spots of pre formed here and there where each of them stood as the environment was prepared for the challenges that were to go down in a few moments, all four eager and raring to go, cocks throbbing, balls churning up load after load of cum and muscles pumped to be put in good use.

"First, the two who shoots furthest get the size from the other two to shake things up a bit." Caleb explained the rules as the one who proposed the new kind of challenge, bringing smiles to all the others, glances eyeing cocks, balls and sizes to steal and enjoy once the entire thing was over. "Now get ready." All four stood in line at the wall, asses pressed against the window, giving the people at street level that could see that far a wonderful show of four toned rumps glued to the glass and fat nuts swaying beneath like small boulders. All of them had their hands on their cocks already, beads of pre dripping onto the floor as muscles tensed and sacks twitched with soon-to-be released loads of thick spunk. "Alright, let's start."

With a short chorus of grunts, all four of the studs of apartment 13-D started stroking their cocks, hands gliding over pre-slickened flesh, ridges and barbs, foreskins peeled back and forth as balls swayed in hypnotic patterns with each tug and pull, sweat pouring off muscles as each fought to hold back their loads while building up immense, powerful orgasms to win over the others. Caleb huffed, spreading his legs as he leaned onto the glass, cupping his nuts to massage those six inch wide orbs, his shaft twitching and jumping like a puppy, shots of pre splattering in front of him in a fan of liquid lust. Brutus at his right was grunting openly and loudly, pumping both his arms over his fat shafts, the ridges of his flesh swelling and contracting with hot blood over and over again, his ten inch nuts slapping against the glass with soft thumps, leaving behind sweaty prints of the dragon's sack that left trails of liquid virility slide down the fogged window. Brutus gnarled, teeth bared as he used his tail to bunch his cocks up and jerk off with it, his sweaty, slick hands rising to fondle his own pecs and flick at his nipples while his tongue lolled out.

Nathan and Alex snarled at each other as they fapped, their shoulders bumping over and over as the wolf's fat sack plapped against his thighs, meaty furred nuts swaying as the wolf spilled fat ropes of cloudy pre a good couple feet, not even cumming and already beating the rest of the apartment in distance by a good few inches. Alex purred as he sniffed the air, his musk mixing with the others' in a wonderful, perverted, sweaty concoction of testosterone as his muscles swelled, his sack churning up the fattest load he'd blow before getting a massive burst of growth. The lion ripped his tank top, now completely naked, his chest swelling up as power and pride flooded his muscles, the bowling-ball sized biceps and triceps twitching, his eighteen inches jutting forth as each pump of his taint spilled thick ropes a good foot away.

The air got denser and denser as all four tried to hold on despite their desire to blow their load immediately, edging closer and closer to a massive orgasm that would surely put them at the top of the chart where they could drink in the power of the others without repercussion, growing stronger and more virile. The stench of sweat and balls spread like wildfire, dense as if there was an entire team of horny jocks in the apartment or a huge horde of studs fresh from training, puddles of pre making waves whenever one of the four stepped in them, staining paws with thick mixed fluids. Nathan was the first to blow and paint the floor of the apartment in long streaks of spunk, his cock jumping wildly in his palms while he held it in place to the best of his ability, aiming his tip at the right angle to make sure to get as far as possible. However the wolf was still drunk on the power he'd stolen from Caleb earlier and the rush of pleasure he was feeling as his fatter nuts jumped and twitched to deliver massive ropes of seed made him commit several mistakes, his furthest streak reaching only twelve feet and the rest falling short by a good foot or two, though they did make a huge mess of the carpet and the floor, a good gallon of thick seed adding yet another layer of musky funk to the apartment's absolutely male-drenched, testosterone-soaked, pheromone-filled air.

Alex chuckled as he kept on stroking, building up the last few seconds of spunk and then roared, arching his back, his balls tensing up so much they hugged his taint, shrunk an entire inch, his taint bloating and swelling along with his cock. The lion's cum pipe fattened and yawned, a single rope of cum so dense and thick it flew unbroken for four, five, six, seven and then ten feet before it even started to fall, another few feet and then it splattered on the floor with a wet thump, droplets flying even further and landing on the couch that was eighteen feet away, pints and pints spilled over it as the power behind the first cumshot died and the rest of Alex's massive load ended up making an absolute mess of the carpet for over a dozen feet, over a gallon coating everything and even Nathan's earlier load. More time passed and the lion was still nutting hard, not reaching quite as far but still letting his seed all over the floor as he stroked and purred, feet splashing in the pool of pre beneath him.

"Ah crap..." The wolf groaned, already dreading the look of hunger that Alex shot at his bulky arms like he was just a snack to be consumed. He looked with great hopes at Brutus and Caleb, mentally wishing for them to fail badly so that he could keep the nice abs he'd just gotten. "Ahhhh crap!"

Yet Brutus ruined his hopes instantly, his twin lengths twitching like living snakes, growing a solid inch longer and girthier as he howled and spread his legs wide to secure his footing as two finger-thick ropes of pure alabaster white dragon spunk flew fifteen feet in the span of a split second, one splattering far behind the couch at a solid twenty three feet, the other flying even further, hitting the wall on the other side of the room, twenty seven feet of cumshot that delivered gallons and gallons of musky ball batter that formed a huge puddle where it landed. And even as the seconds passed, he kept on pumping out more and more and more cum, the entire room now reeking of dragon spunk, the wall painted white, the floor behind the couch a bubbling frothy expanse.

"Mhhh that's the stuff..." He huffed, his orgasm dying down after spilling several gallons, his twin lengths still stiff as the minute-long climax left a huge mark on the apartment. "Was a bit pent up, been saving a couple days for a date with a cute kobold I'm seeing in the weekend."

"Fucking cheat..." Nathan grumbled, already dreading the state he'd be reduced in once the size transfer started. The other two were still leaking up a storm while Caleb finally let loose, growling loudly, far more than Alex had done as his sack tensed and his cock jumped as if shocked by electricity. The tiger let out a soft whimper and then sighed, tongue lolling out, his cumshot rising higher and higher, splattering upon the ceiling right behind the couch, securing him a second place neither Alex nor Nathan had imagined he could even reach with his small size. "What??" Nathan groaned even harder, the lion beside him throwing his hands in the air while the smaller feline a spot over to the right painted the ceiling with his spunk, fat droplets dripping down onto the puddle left by Brutus' load.

"Scrubs." Caleb sighed with immense relief as he high-fived Brutus, his muscles damp with sweat and his cock still ungodly hard, twitching with each pant. "Now fess up." He smiled and waved a hand as if he was expecting to see something put in his hand, yet the transfer was invisible and seamless, or rather, it was very, very, very visible as muscles started to take on a look closer to what he had before he challenged a certain wolf to a certain dumb game: his biceps swelled immediately, his thighs, abs, pecs and shoulders widening as strength and power flowed inside him from both of the losers. From a respectable six foot seven, Caleb stretched to seven and then eight, almost at his former size though not quite, his weight picking up the slack and packing serious mass all over as he hit eight feet ten, then nine whole feet of muscled, toned, godly tiger stud. "Ahh..." The losers were visibly shrinking, losing inches and muscle tone, their features less strong, more delicate yet still within the limits of what one might call studly or hunky.

By comparison the winners were grinning as fur and scale thickened, horns and fangs and claws growing more sharp, almost glistening in a dangerous light as the lamps shone over them. Caleb flexed and felt his entire body swell and stretch, even his glutes were bigger and more toned than before. On their end, Alex and Nathan grunted, extremely disappointed, though they hadn't lost quite as much mass as one might expect as both shared their size with the winners rather than giving everything.

"Thanks for the extra inches..." He hinted at his height with a deeper and manlier voice, though he was far more interested in letting the two losers stare at his fatter, juicier, heavier, meatier cock: the massive beast had swelled past thirty inches to a wonderful thirty six, having received quite a bit from Nathan. Caleb grabbed Alex and rubbed the lion's face on his pecs as the lion had shrunk a solid foot in height and then some, his cock mere fifteen inches alongside Nathan's twenty one. Alex grunted again, louder this time, as his face met unyielding pecs and the tiger's fat cock rubbed and left wet streaks of cum all over his fur.

"I'd say that's a good look on me..." Momentarily forgotten, Brutus made himself known to the trio right as he finished absorbing all the size that came from the recent victory. "Better than on you anyway."

As much as Alex and Nathan hated being the ones to grow smaller, they had to concede that the dragon was as close to perfection as one could be: standing at almost ten feet, he was far above the others in the apartment, his head nearly scraping the tall ceiling with his horns as his other pair of horns jutted forth from his sheath like veritable spears. Those growths at the sides of his head were a marvel of dragon maleness: curving gracefully yet also violently, thicker than the average person's wrists at the base, shining with a dark shimmer as if they were absorbing every last bit of light around themselves . Each of the twenty six inch beasts he'd sported had turned into almost forty inches of absolutely massive cockflesh, ridges far more pronounced, momentarily drawing away the attention from balls that were a little bit more than twice as wide as before, making the lion's cock look small in comparison.

"Mmhh yes yes..." Brutus huffed, flexing as hard as he could as his muscles swelled, the biceps alone far thicker than a bowling ball, his pecs so big one might stand on them and abs so tough and well-cut that one might grate cheese on their steel-hard surface. Compared to Caleb, his voice was even deeper and huskier, as if he was talking through something, yet it had a wonderful-and-frightening tone to it. "I do have to say, your size does look better on me." He winked at Alex who scoffed right as his scaly hands cupped his nuts, unable to completely hold one in each palm even at that size. He fired a couple wads of pre that splattered on the ceiling and rained down. "So? What's next? Who is going to give me enough size to finally warrant me going around naked for a while?" He huffed and stroked his cocks, imagining himself free to roam with his junk in the air without any clothes. His wider, heavier paws splashed in the cum puddles, so meaty and juicy that one might not be judged badly for wanting to submit to such broad feet. "It's been far too long since I got to the size where I no longer have to wear anything."

"Oh shut up." Caleb rolled his eyes without too much animosity towards the dragon since he'd come second. "Next up is... wrestling." With a clap, he motioned for the others to get in position and to get ready for the second round of matches. "Nathan and Caleb, then me and Alex."

"What?" The wolf almost deflated like a balloon that had been popped when he stood in front of the hulking beast that was Brutus at this point. A bit less than four whole feet of difference stood between the two as well as hundreds of pounds of weight and mass and an ungodly amount of muscle to boot. Brutus' feet alone were about as wide as his entire face, his pecs so big he might use them as pillows or cutting boards for preparing dinner. "Come on that's just... I mean what the hell?" Nathan groaned so loudly it was almost a scream, yet he couldn't exactly get out of the challenge at this point or else he'd find himself stuck at whatever they left once they drained him of all of his size.

"Can't have him against Alex, imagine what he'll be if he wins." Caleb shrugged and eyed his feline rival, purring as he sized him up and down, cock hard and throbbing at the prospect of getting a bit of revenge for all the slights and general teasing every day that the lion possessed that godly body of his. "So? Everyone ready to get sweaty?"

"Just give the go, I can't wait to see what shall become of little Nathan..." Brutus licked his chops with a special kind of hunger as his twin cocks throbbed and squirted fat loads of pre all over the now diminutive wolf. Each of those immense lengths was easily thicker and longer than Nathan's forearms, making the dragon look even bigger and stronger and buffer than he already was. He suddenly went out of the room and headed past the corridor that led to his room and returned half a minute later with a bunch of clothes, tossing one set to each of the other guys. A quick glance and they realized those clothes were wrestling singlets. "And then you." He eyed Caleb, as if he knew that the sabretooth tiger would win with ease.

"Yeah, get this thing going so I can show you who's the better feline among us." The lion purred and got in position after donning his singlet, knees bent, arms spread wide, feet firmly planted on the ground, cock and balls gently swaying beneath him like heavy, juicy, ripe and sweaty pendulums before he fully tucked them in the clothes, making a huge and most alluring bulge. Even smaller than he normally was, Alex looked just as wonderfully cut from the finest marble, each muscle seamlessly melting into the next as his hide stretched and swelled with power that made Caleb just as hungry for what the lion had packed on his bones. "I'll enjoy all that muscle you're going to hand over to me."

"Try it, kitten." Caleb got down as well, bigger and more massive than his rival, muscles tense and ready to jump, yet each looked puny in comparison to the beast that was Brutus, a mass of scale and raw strength that was sure to win no matter who he went up against. A couple looks and he saw that Nathan and the big dragon had also put on their clothes, with Brutus' front looking mighty tight around his gigantic cocks. It was still a fight between sabretooth tiger and lion... for the moment. "Go!"

The floor quaked as the dragon stepped forward and reached for Nathan with an arm the size of a small tree trunk, faster than his size suggested he should move, yet being so small and dainty, at least compared to the average of the apartment, gave the little wolf an advantage and some hope of winning if he played his cards right. Brutus huffed and tried to get Nathan with a few more swipes that accidentally tore several gashes in the wall behind as his reach and sharp claws made restraint a thing far harder than it needed to be. Yet the dragon found it only all the more arousing as his cocks gushed and throbbed openly, his immense nuts scraping the floor as the big beast knelt and crouched to try and catch the slippery canine. A swipe of his tail, now almost ten feet long as well, seemed to spell the end for his opponent: Nathan tripped and fell, hitting the ground hard as Brutus caught the opportunity and tried to sit on the wolf, his ass crashing down like a boulder. Fortunately Nathan rolled out of the way and climbed atop the big lumbering dragon, trying to put him in a triangle hold to the best of his abilities. However, by the usual rules of the challenge the four set, the second one started to gain the upper hand, the transfer of size began almost immediately. Nathan paled as he watched Brutus' singlet rip and tear along the seams, far faster around his crotch as the dragon's fat balls and fatter cocks bloated bigger while he shrunk even more, giving more advantage to the growing mass of scales. Nathan was once again buck naked, his muscles failing to hold on to the singlet in any meaningful way, his features far smoother and less threatening as the grunts and pants he was letting out slowly morphed into yips and barks that slowly matched his more dog-like appearance.

On the other side, Caleb and Alex were in a far more equal fight: hand in hand the two pushed and grunted, fangs bared as claws dug into the floor and ruined it, marks growing deeper as they entrenched into the floorboards with each push and pull. Their pecs were pressed together, huge shelves rubbing against each other as they strained to hold the opponent back, sweat pouring and matting fur, biceps and triceps bulging with power, glutes tense and taut like rocks, thighs twitching with bursts of power, their backs a tapestry of muscle groups each working together to gain even an inch of ground. And to top it all off, their cocks kept kissing, rubbing on the other, spreading pre all over as their sacks plapped together like lewd wrecking balls, making them grunt softly as the pleasure threatened to make one collapse before the other. Pre squirted from their uncut tips, spilled over abs and groins, dripping down along the beads of sweat as they struggled and strained and pushed and pulled and grunted and huffed and purred accidentally with each bout. The fact that Caleb couldn't win even after the lion had been partially drained spoke a lot of the sheer strength Alex packed, but, much like Nathan was doing, power wasn't the end of all things.

It was, however, a great advantage that was so very hard to overcome even with brains and speed: as soon as Nathan was wrapped around Brutus' upper body, holding one arm with his legs coiled around his neck. Try as he might, the dragon didn't want to go down no matter how much the wolf squeezed or changed positions, even as the wolf had won some of his size back, barely enough to make him return to before the wrestling match had begun. Yet for his opponent, turning the tables was hardly a challenge: Brutus simply stood up, supporting the extra weight and watched as his opponent realized that he was now almost eight feet above ground, wrapped around a huge beast that could drop him any moment and win and shrinking once again. Without making too much of a fuss, Nathan conceded the victory, but the dragon wasn't satisfied and decided to drive in his victory over the small opponent by sitting on him as he had wanted to do at the start. With a grunt, Brutus flexed and shredded what little of his singlet was left, his balls flopping out, ripe cantaloupes, no, they were closer to fully mature watermelons, each almost two feet wide. They weighted tens of pounds and made Nathan whimper as they rested upon his chest and the big burly scaly beast placed his ass right on top of his muzzle, burying the wolf, no, the little dog, in a meaty, glorious dragon ass press.

On the other side of the room, Caleb sidestepped Alex right at the peak of their next push, making the lion trip as all the energy he'd put in propelled him forward into the couch. Before Alex could do anything to get back on his feet, the tiger hugged him from behind, getting him in a twister hold, arms and legs wrapped around him so tightly that in seconds, the downed lion could feel his opponent grow against his back. He struggled as he felt a fat cock grow fatter, pushing along his spine like a stiff, throbbing, massive anaconda while sounds of ripping cloth echoed beneath the grunts. Alex felt his size stolen all the while Caleb's grip grew stronger, yet he didn't despair and as soon as there was enough space, he slipped out of that hold. A good foot shorter and almost a hundred pounds lighter, the lion's singlet dropped onto the floor whereas the tiger's looked so taut on him that the outline of his cock showed veins and each throb of that shaft as the balls swelled just enough to rip the bottom and free his lower half from the trappings of such non-stretchy cloth. Much like had happened with the other two, they were changing in other ways than sheer size: Caleb looked more savage, his fangs stronger and thicker, Alex looked more and more like a proper house cat, soft and barely more threatening than a stubbed toe.

Alex roared while Brutus looked with a fat grin on his face, his ass still placed on the dog's head as the little guy, now below six feet tall, quietly ate his ass and kneaded his balls. Caleb bared his teeth and flexed, tearing more of the singlet as his entire body gained half a foot in height and then some. Both feline hissed at each other and went in for another round, grappling against almost naked fur, this time with Caleb holding significant advantage. His cock was fully hard and fully out now, rubbing all over Alex's own, far bigger and thicker and gushing fat wads of pre all over. The lion grunted and blushed, yet he pushed on, too stubborn to do what his opponent had done or even to adopt Nathan's tactics. He was a lion and he'd win by beating his enemy head-on. Yet even as he struggled and did his best, snarling and pushing and gritting his teeth, Caleb only grew bigger and pushed him around with greater ease as the seconds passed: his hands were bigger, stronger, his biceps alone thicker than the lion's legs, his cock so massive and juicy it went from Alex's navel all the way to his chin, spilling shot after shot after shot of pre as the dense musk wafted into his nose and made him weaker in the knees, something further enhanced as their lengths frotted together over and over with each round of pushing, grunting, grinding and groaning. By the end, Alex's front was caked in precum, his cock a slick mess of tiger fluids and sweat, his muscle mass gone, only a hint of mane left as he looked closer to a lanky teen than a bodybuilder. Then the mane disappeared as well, leaving behind but a meek tabby cat pinned by the biggest sabretooth tiger around, a beast so massive that he looked as if he'd come straight from a time when fire hadn't been yet discovered.

"Mmhh that's good... good kitten." Calen purred and frotted against Alex once again, his cocktip sliding from the base of his rival's shaft to his lips without him running out of shaft to push, the now cat's lips kissing that juicy, ripe, slick crown once it was right against his nose.

"Fuck..." He grunted, yet the scent of such a wonderfully crafted cock was enticing, the weight of it upon his chest alluring, the heat as it rubbed on his lips maddening, the weight of those balls pressing down on his own, wrapping around them and smothering them ten times over absolutely mind-breaking. Was it because the inches that made it so ripe and juicy and enticing were once his? "Mhhshhhs..." He gave in at long last, giving Caleb's cock a lick and a kiss, his entire body shivering as he savoured the inches that had been on his body earlier.

"Oh I will fuck you, but that's for later..." The sabretooth tiger chuckled and let the lanky cat lick his cock like a lollipop while he turned around and looked at Brutus. "Guess that leaves the final round, eh?" He grinned and flashed a smile at the dragon who decided he'd been sitting on Nathan's face long enough, leaving the dog to breathe properly for the first time in a good while as streaks of cum matted his belly fur after all that rimming and ass-smothering made him nut twice.

"Can't wait..." He grinned as well, twin shafts fifty inches long and drooling ungodly amounts of pre over balls two and half feet wide each, so massive they looked out of proportion even on his twelve foot tall frame. Yet Caleb was nothing to scoff at either, his growth far more impressive as Alex proved to be excellent material for muscle mass: eleven foot six, nine hundred pounds against Brutus' nine hundred and eighty, his singular cock almost a foot thick and fifty six inches long, adorned by a fat cockhead with a one inch cumpipe spewing pints of pre on the floor and a pair of nuts two feet wide. "Gods the things I could do if I had this much meat on me..." Brutus licked his lips with hunger as Nathan got up and looked at the two titans, twice as tall as he was and then at the diminutive cat, similar to himself in size and mood. The dragon's voice settled at long last, cavernous and deep, his paws so massive he could smother either of the loser's torsos and have room to spare underneath. His balls alone were wider and heavier than their heads, his cock so massive it went from their navel well past the tips of their ears.

"I could say the same." The two walked up to each other and slammed their fronts together in a loud crash that made the apartment shake and the windows rattle with shocking ease. Furred muscles pressed tightly against scaled muscles, pecs against pecs, abs against abs, twin cocks frotting and sandwiching a singular shaft so thick one needed two hands or more just to get around the thinnest part and pre bubbled beneath the pectoral shelves, spilling between the gaps like a lewd geyser of salty goodness. "But we both know who's going to win." Caleb purred and smiled, flexing so hard he looked twice as big. A dense coat of fur blossomed around his neck, as if he was more lion than he showed, and compared to the former lion of the apartment, he certainly was thrice the lion Alex had ever been, in a rather literal sense.

"Sure sure..." Brutus did the same and the result was similar, both pushing their bodies to the limit as muscles bloated and billowed with power and size. Despite having lost, both of the runts next to them couldn't help but be envious and immensely aroused as the musk and the sight of such godly studs made them hard and needy and desiring of worshipping those muscles till their bodies were sore and unable to move. Alex purred and Nathan yipped in response, "So, what's next? Lifting weights? Gaming?" He pondered for a moment. "Arm wrestling?"

"Edging. You forgot already?" One word and he captured all the attention he needed. Nathan and Alex whimpered with clear lust as the idea sunk in their heads and Brutus' shafts bloated with a huge load of pre that splattered all over their bodies. "You get Nathan, I get Alex and they try to make us cum. Loser gets to be the first to be fucked silly by the winner and winner gets to be woken up for a month with blowjobs by all the losers. Plus the usual stuff: worship, tongue baths, room service and gym caddy."

"You drive a hard bargain, my friend." Brutus huffed, knowing that winning would make him the happiest dragon in the city for a good while as well as give him the freedom to strut naked without having to worry, while losing would mean having to wake up early and shove his snout against Caleb's fat cock every single morning for a month and blow him. "But I agree to the terms." He smiled. "Hope you enjoy the taste of dragon cock in the morning."

"And I hope you enjoy giving my balls a tongue bath after gym and kissing my feet after I return home." He extended a hand and Brutus shook it with enough force to make the clap audible through the walls of the apartment. "Good, let's get to it, Kitten, come." He grabbed Alex by the scruff of his neck and sat down on the sofa, the entire piece of furniture almost crushed by the sheer weight of the dire sabretooth tiger.

Another creak, another almost broken item, Brutus was sitting down as well. Each of the two beasts was with their legs spread, balls dangling in front, cock or cocks jutting from their crotches like spears as precum of such immense density that it was almost pure spunk dripping down their fat cum pipes, paws so big and wide they could smother the average person as muscles twice the size of bowling balls swelled and contracted, pectoral shelves rose and fell, fangs shone like glistening icicles of barely-hidden danger all the while a musk so thick it made the windows fog and the air taste like balls and cocks spread all over. Alex mewled as he was placed in front of the tiger, his frame less than half, maybe a third of Caleb's, his legs less impressive than the beast of a cock he was now supposed to stroke and worship. For Nathan it was much worse, and better, at the same time, for he had twice the amount of cock to tend to and his canine nose screamed at him to forget about anything but bury his snout where the stench of stud was thickest and just snort till he shot blanks.

"Let's get to work puppy, don't you dare hold back though, if I win I'll be winning cause I got the best self-control." He grinned and drew Nathan in with his tail, making the little dog get acquainted with his fat balls as Alex purred all over his rival's cock. Without much more in the way of suggestions or even orders, Nathan dove for the gym-worthy weights that were Brutus' absolutely huge nuts. "MMh, good puppy, polish my junk." The dragon huffed as he flexed his toes, cummy bridges forming in between the gaps as those immense stompers were raised high so that his partner had more space to work around. Brutus' feet were a whopping twenty inches long, immense and adorned with meaty yet soft pads, similar to Caleb's own seventeen inch paws that Alex was worshipping with all his might, purring as he licked and groomed the tiger's toes. "D-do we really need to win though? I'd be happy as is..."

"Oh? Chickening out already?" The sabretooth tiger grunted, curling his fingers around his mammoth cock as he started jacking off, openly making his side of the challenge harder to spite the dragon as well as enjoy the treatment his rival was giving him even more. Beads of precum so huge they might as well have been used to fill shot glasses ran down his shaft and bathed his nuts in slick fluids over and over, the musky concoction drawing Alex' attention. "Does my little kitty wants his milk?"

"Shut up." Alex groaned, yet he couldn't deny that his pride as a lion had been entirely stripped, replaced by the need of a cat to snuggle against something warm, to groom and to enjoy being praised and pet. His throat purred as he grabbed Caleb's nuts in his palms, each of those orbs far bigger than his hands, and then began massaging them, using the abundant precum as lube and oil while he licked and rubbed his muzzle against the throbbing pillar of cockflesh looming over him like a tower he needed to climb. "MMhshs..." The kitten purred and huffed, nose pressed on his rival's cock, sniffing, nuzzling, licking, kissing, worshipping it as he so desperately wanted to do. Yet he held back, despite every nerve in his body demanding he threw away what little dignity he had left so that he could bask in the joy of being a slut and snort cock like a drug.

"Mmhhahhh..." On the other side, Nathan had no such qualms, not even his own parents walking in might have deterred the little pooch from debasing himself and gagging on Brutus' cocks one after the other as he attempted to deepthroat over fifty inches of dragoncock. "Mmmshshhsshshsahh!!!" He yipped and panted, grinding his diminutive five incher on balls five times as wide as his cock was long and almost as heavy as he was. He basked in the warmth of those nuts, blasting his load over and over again, his paws grasping, grabbing, stroking, caressing, massaging and exploring all the nooks and crannies of Brutus' prides.

The hulking dragon's cocks had grown more feral the bigger he'd gotten, spines, ridges, barbs and nubs dotting his flesh, turning the two fat shafts into beasts made to breed, knot and fuck, yet they had also made him far more sensitive than before. Nathan's desperate struggle to take all of that in was working against him, the pleasure of being worshipped with such energy was a wonderful curse for the dragon now that he had to endure such pleasure, fighting against it rather than with it. He struggled to hold in the desire to showcase his maleness, his virility, a shark contrast compared to his normal behaviour. His toes flexed and wiggled, momentarily distracting Nathan from the immense nuts he was slobbering over and instead focus on his paws, allowing for a couple minute of respite as the little dog humped the gaps between sweaty, cummy toes, his shafts throbbing and bouncing wildly, precum so dense it might as well have been regular cum for anyone but him or Caleb spilling all over his titanium-hard scaled abs.

On the other side, the sabretooth tiger was relishing in the joy of having his rival worship his junk, the wonderful purring that reverberated throughout the body of his immense fifty six inch cock like a massage wand. Unlike Brutus, he kept on jerking off, knowing himself well and knowing his limits, his hands roaming over his flesh and muscles to caress, massage, soothe muscles sore from all the rapid growth rather than bringing himself to a quick orgasm for the sake of showcasing his power. He purred as well, though coming from him each purr was more akin to an engine roaring at full power, shaking the little tabby cat sniffing his balls from under the chair to his core. The one inch wide cum pipe was put hard to work, blasting fat loads of pre that were akin to entire orgasms for lesser males over and over again. Already entire pints had been spilled, most of them ending up all over Alex. Nathan was in an even worse situation, completely drenched in tubs of pre from head to toe, soaked to the bone as he kept on slobbering over Brutus' cocks like his life depended on it. The dog jerked, licked, kissed, sniffed, massaged and tried his best to deepthroat those huge shafts, absolutely unaware that there was still a challenge going on, far too engrossed on the meat in front of his musk-overloaded nose. And Brutus did not stop him either, enjoying the rush of pleasure, power and strength that was coursing through his body, drunk on the inches and pounds stolen from others.

But such pleasure was not meant to last, it couldn't last: Brutus grunted and roared, his hands grasping at the armrests of the couch, shattering them in bits of wood and fabric as if he'd been squeezing an orange or a ball of wet paper. His cocks throbbed, mighty twitches that fired literal pints of pre so high in the air that they hit the ceiling with shocking ease, his balls churned and fattened before everyone's eyes, gaining pounds and growing larger. Nathan did not miss the change to fawn over them, squeezing Brutus' knots at the base of his shafts as he wedged his cock between the two orbs and his snout in between the twin spires, licking at the sheath and within. Brutus whined as he arched his back, grunted, his legs wrapping around Nathan's neck and trapping him in a musky, messy hold, snout buried in the dragon's sheath. Then Brutus came, came and came, twin geysers splattering on the ceiling with immense power, dozens of gallons per shot, each shot lasting several seconds, painting everything around him white in a lewd, perverted fan. The pleasure was so great, so powerful, so all-encompassing that neither dragon nor dog noticed that already the challenge had been lost and that the mighty Brutus was beginning to shrink.

Inches vanished in a single moment, Brutus dipping below eleven feet before Caleb himself could realize that he'd won, then he shrank even more, his horns slowly retreating into his skull, his scales losing toughness and gloss, his claws ever so slightly duller and less threatening. Yet even with such rapid exchange of size and power, the dragon was still a force to be reckoned with thanks to what he'd gained beforehand. He was still huge, still overwhelmingly strong, still a portent of masculine virtue and still so hung his cocks went from Nathan's groin to his head and then some. Yet it wasn't a condition that was bound to last for much longer: on the other side of the room Caleb realized he was growing bigger and that the stench of cum in the air was thicker and heavier just as a fat wad of spunk splattered on his muzzle. Opening his eyes rewarded him with the sight of a Brutus that was a whole two feet shorter than minutes before, sitting on a broken couch with his cocks wildly firing all over the place as Nathan lost himself and continued worshipping them with energy and passion like a good puppy trying to please his master. Caleb purred grinned, feeling his body grow as it should have: his biceps, already immense, bloated even more, twice as thick as bowling balls, veins carrying immense amounts of blood through his thick, dense pelt, his pecs turned from shelves to swathes of steel-hard muscles as wide as washing boards, his fangs, claws and teeth sharper and shinier.

"MMhhH..." The dire sabretooth tiger purred, letting his tabby cat servant tend to his cock, his entire body disappearing behind the immense slab of flesh as it swelled from fifty six to sixty inches, then sixty five, seventy, matching the growth of his body as he breached well past thirteen feet in height, over a thousand pounds heavy. "Yesssss that's good..." He squeezed the armrests of the big chair, the result being much the same though far more impressive as his hands were now bigger and stronger, almost ripping off the entire structure right then and there with the ease of ripping a paper towel. "OOhh that's... ffffuccck...!" Caleb roared, his voice deep and strong enough to make windows rattle as his feet slammed into the floor and left a huge sweaty pawprint, waking the horny dragon from his perverted reverie.

"Ooh fuck!" Brutus groaned, unable to relax or slump as his orgasm was still going on strong, though his cumshots were less potent, his seed less thick, his spurts less impressive and his cocks smaller and less fat. "Screw... mhhshhs... you..." He huffed, curling his toes inside Nathan's maw as the little dog continued his worship, unaware of the change in status quo. A quick transfer of power left Brutus two feet shorter yet again, just eight feet tall, back to where he'd started when he'd arrived home, while Caleb was almost fifteen feet, a beast of a tiger that wouldn't fit inside the apartment soon enough if he kept growing so fast.

"Sure sure..." Caleb smirked and gave Alex a couple pats, his hand alone as wide as the cat's entire torso, his fingers thicker and most likely stronger than those lanky kitty arms. A grunt escaped his lips, though it was more akin to a low bellow, as the tiger's cock bloated to nearly eighty inches long, a titanic slab of sweaty, musky cockflesh. His balls strained to match the shaft, ballooning from two to three to four to almost five feet wide, a foot shorter than the cat who was worshipping them. "Nathan, come here boy." He chuckled as the little dog realized he wasn't quite as satisfied with his toys anymore and rushed to slobber over Caleb's far bigger, heavier, sweatier and more virile sack, leaving Brutus alone as his cocks started to lose those wonderful ridges, nubs and knots that would have been the joy of any female able to take them. "Good dog, gooood puppy..." Nathan yipped and joined Alex in their double assault upon their master's fat, hot, rumbly junk, their small bodies even smaller compared to him. His fur was almost like armour now, thick and dense, his claws sharper than steel blades, his voice a deep baritone thunder.

Now fourteen feet tall, Caleb could feel the apartment's magic reshape it to match his size and his size alone: chairs, tables and furniture meant for a huge male, shower and bath made to fit his body type, a single bed as wide as one of the rooms for the other tenants. Caleb purred and leaned back, flexing his muscles, watching them grow and grow, making him feel so big, heavy and strong.

"Well, Brutus, I'd say I'm sorry but you know I'm not. From tiger to dragon, I thank you for the gift you've given me." He licked his lips as he grabbed the backs of his two little pets and pushed them tighter against his throbbing cock, letting them rub their muzzles over his sweaty flesh and lick the thick veins carrying hot blood to where it mattered most. "Or should I say, from tiger to kobold?" Caleb let out a hearty chuckle that made the windows shake as Brutus looked down, noticing that his feet were hardly resting on the floor, just the tips of his toes scratched the ruined surface.

"Oh come on!" He shouted as he witnessed the downgrade of his person from proud dragon, great athlete, to little, dainty, fat-bottomed kobold. If before his pecs and arms were his pride and joy, wonderfully crafted muscles worthy of his name, now his most impressive part was his juicy bubble butt and thick tail worthy of his species. "Fucking kobolds..." He jumped down, noticing he was even shorter than the two sluts slobbering over Caleb's cock, a mere five feet if not a tad less, all of his mass stashed in tail and cheeks as his still impressive cock settled for a very impressive ten inches that was about twice the kobold average. He cupped his sack, sighing as his nose picked up a scent that made his most base instincts flare up and his tail wag. "Fffffuck..." He groaned, nares flaring and cock throbbing, as he turned and looked at the beast of a tiger before him. Seventeen feet tall, one thousand six hundred pounds, ninety inches of cock far thicker than he was, paws so huge they could smother him from snout to crotch, balls that were several times as heavy and a musk so thick it was visible in the foggy air. "MMhh..." Brutus' tail wagged so hard and his little body fought so mightily against his instincts to go and throw himself at the feet of the great beast, yet with every second that passed it became so much harder. Until he just couldn't resist.

"Oh how do I love kobolds." Caleb purred and leaned back, settling into his new size as the last of his roommates knelt in front of him: Nathan was worshipping his immense six feet wide nuts, slobbering over them with passion and devotion, his nose working overtime to sniff every last droplet of liquid musk; Alex was grooming his titanic cock, his rough tongue perfect to scrape wads of tar-thick pre that oozed from the four-inch wide cumslit at the very top of such a massive spire; Brutus was polishing his pawpads, licking every last wad of spilled pre and cum from those soft pads, his lithe muzzle sliding between toe gaps as he huffed and sniffed, lost in the musk. "MMh that's..." Finally able to relax and not hold back, Caleb roared, tensing all over as his taint bloated and his nuts churned such a massive load that he windows across the entire room went white in seconds as the new ruler of the apartment reached his well-earned climax.