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When Steve pried open the door to his once lavish bedroom he immediately noticed the intense aroma that singed at his nostrils. An overpowering concoction of muscles, musk and cum, it smelled as though a hundred sweaty bodybuilders were furiously jacking their swollen erections all around him. Steve's cock began to swell in his chastity cuff. It was the only thing he was allowed to wear now. The cuff consisted of a fabric pouch reinforced with steel straps that squeezed his cock and balls together, heavy chains around his waist completed the crude ensemble. The cuff prevented him from engaging in any kind of sexual activity, even masturbation. He couldn't even achieve a proper erection, the heavy steel made sure of that.

The fabric covering his cockhead was dripping with pre by now. The bottle of wine danced with the accompanying wineglass in Steve's tray as he crept cautiously across the marble floor, careful not to slip on one of the many puddles of cum that covered the room. Steve cursed silently at his weakness. No matter what he tried, he could never keep his hands from trembling each time he came in here.

Blitz had his back to him, most of his hulking body immersed in Steve's hot tub. The former boss felt his cock throb painfully as he realised the tub was overflowing with cum. Blitz had been keeping himself busy it seemed, thick globules of sticky cum covered and dripped from just about everything. Blitz had his back pushed against a corner of the tub, his over-muscled arms hanging out, a huge, 300-fucking-pound dumbbell in each hand. Steve felt his cock ache as he watched the hulking titan curl rep after rep. His herculean biceps bulged and swelled with each curl, so monstrously pumped and so overdeveloped his bulges had bulges!

And then Steve felt his eyes flowing away from his godlike arms to the contents of the tub. While Steve could submerge himself to his chin, Blitz's shredded bulk wouldn't submerge pass his chest! Those pecs rippled with striated muscle, bulging and thrusting out like colossal slabs of prime beef. Thick, dark green pubic fur bustled from the canyon between his awesome pecs, spreading across his muscular chest and trailing down into the thick, white bath. His cock was a tower of green flesh that burst from the surface, monstrously thick and rippling with muscular flesh. The swollen, mushroom head throbbed with each bicep curl. Hot cum spewed from the huge slit, oozing down Blitz's mighty shaft, tracing the massive, angry veins that throbbed violently against the glistening surface.

Steve almost slipped as he neared his destination, so focused on the epitome of sexual perfection that was simultaneously pumping iron and relaxing in a tub of his own juices. His huge guns put Steve's greatest fantasies to shame. Up close, Steve could make out the sticky layer of drying, crusting cum that coated Blitz's rippling arms, causing his eyes to widen in realisation. The hulking stud must have been curling those insane dumbbells for hours. He even had his eyes closed in concentration. To have the strength and stamina to do so for so long! Steve could even see Blitz's amazing nipples.

They were like outlets for the sexual power building up in the reindeer's beefy pecs. The huge areoles were a darker shade of green than the rest of him, each hosted a network of pulsating veins that fed his incredible nipples. Steve knew mere mortals would kill simply for a chance to suckle those things, to swallow the hot cum that spurted from them, to milk the hot teats for with only their lips and tongue. Who could blame them? Blitz's nipples were one and a half inches of thick, swollen flesh, harder than steel and pointing down thanks to the muscles that bulged across his pecs.

The cum that splashed around his feet grew thicker and stickier as Steve approached the tub. Blitz had filled the tub to the brim, and now all the excess was spilling onto the surrounding floor. Raw testosterone saturated the air around the tub. The transformation was literally causing Blitz's balls to produce more testosterone than his body needed.

Suddenly, Steve felt his right foot sliding forward. It was moving too fast for his other limbs to react, and Steve realised too late he had lost his balance.

"FUCK!"

Like a carpet that had been pulled from under him, Steve's right foot slid off the floor like an ice cube, instinct forced his other leg to compensate, futilely trying to find some balance on the cum soaked floor. He felt his torso arcing back, the tray and its contents flying over his head as his body executed an unceremonious display of unbridled misfortune.

***

There was a thundering crack as Blitz's dumbbells smashed against the marble flooring. Steve couldn't supress a whimper as Blitz's huge nostrils flared dangerously. His glowing green eyes burning with seething hate. Steve began pushing himself back, still slipping and sliding across the floor as Blitz turned to regard him. He felt pathetic, weak, a former master tortured by his own slave as Blitz growled, a deep, reverberating sound that caused him to shake.

Despite all that, it was all he could do to suppress his cock's attempts at a hardon. It was as hard as it could get inside its steel prison, spurting and oozing ridiculous amounts of cum into the fabric.

Blitz slammed his heavy fists against the walls of the tub and pushed himself up. Steve almost wailed at the sight. He was huge! He was so fucking huge! Like an angry god towering over a faithless worshipper, cum sloshed off his body in cascading falls. Steve could barely comprehend his former slave's monstrous body. Easily eight feet six and ripped to shreds, more muscle was crammed onto that body than any bodybuilder alive! His shoulders were so wide three grown men could sit on either side of his head, assuming they weren't knocked off by two feet of magnificent antlers.

The hulking reindeer growled again, his lats flaring, his chest bulging, his flexed arms rippling with inhuman strength. Steve felt his breathing stop as Blitz stepped over the tub, his heavy, over developed torso muscles and that amazingly slim waist lending him a perpetual strut. The floor trembled with each thundering step, Blitz's leg muscles bordering on the insane. His quads alone were shredded mountains of tear dropped shaped muscles that bulged and rippled like cables under his flesh. Those quad muscles were so hypertrophied they grinded against each other as Blitz closed in on the shaking Steve, looming over him until his massive frame blocked out the light.

Blitz glowing eyes flashed, his lips curling in displeasure, and Steve suddenly found it hard to swallow. His heart was slamming into his ribcage like a jackhammer. The chastity cuff was the result of a previous mistake, and Steve couldn't imagine what might happen this time. And then Blitz spoke, his voice deep, his tone menacing, each word dripping with poison.

"Not happy with something?"

Steve was trembling hard now. He stuttered and shook, as if having forgotten how to speak at the sight of the hulking green god towering over him.

Then a massive hand all but swallowed his left pec and shoulder. Steve cried out in shock as his entire body was hefted off the ground with the ease of someone lifting a muffin. Blitz slammed him hard against the marble wall, rattling his insides as Steve fought to breathe. He didn't make it to one breath as Blitz pushed their faces with an inch of each other, his hand crushing Steve into the wall.

"Don't play games with me Steve," he growled, glowing eyes flashing with anger, "With a body like this, I can do whatever the fuck I want. Get that into your thick skull, human."

Blitz pulled his hand away. Steve didn't react as he slid onto the slick marble floor. His surprise was short lived though, as the Hulk immediately slammed a foot against his chest, smashing the wind right out of his lungs.

"Why did you break a glass of wine in my bathroom slave? You look like you're unhappy about something... or someone. Go on, tell me who made you so unhappy."

"N-Nothing made me unhappy," Steve managed, trying desperately to stop crying, "I-I just t-thought you wanted to c-celebrate! I-I have some news!"

"Oh?" Blitz growled through clenched teeth, "What news?"

Steve fought to speak, trying not to let himself be distracted. The view of Blitz in all his naked glory was mouth-watering and unfathomably erotic.

"O-One of the technicians is outside," Steve gasped, his voice breaking, "Y-your growth machine..."

"My machine?!" Blitz snapped, his face suddenly stern, "What happened to it?! Answer me!"

"It... It's completed! Ahead of schedule! E-Everything is ready and waiting for you!"

***

The technician was still there as Steve stumbled out of the bathroom, still dressed in the overcoat, facemask and goggles that marked him as one. It was a sleek form of protective clothing that Steve himself pioneered. Not only did the technicians look visually appealing, the overcoat and hood protected them from just about everything dangerous in the factories.

"Is he gone?"

The technician did not answer, as if raising an unseen eyebrow to Steve's question. A moment passed before the technician gestured, almost casually, toward the door. Where once stood a magnificently carved mahogany door to Steve's bedroom now stood a massive, gaping hole in the stone in a rough shape of a hulking muscular figure, with antlers. Steve's door lay in a shattered pile beside his bed.

"Well... you sure everything's been set up?"

"Everything," the technician stated simply, his voice hoarse and rough thanks to the inbuilt gas mask, "All according to plan."

"My plan?"

The technician nodded.

"Your plan."

***

Blitz's growth machine had taken up more room than initially planned for. The technical team had found themselves dragging equipment from one room to the next before finally managing to squeeze everything into this one. It was almost silly watching them work, but then again, anything for Blitzen B. Bolton, big boss of the District.

The technician strode across the gangway toward the raised booth. Much of the equipment had been squeezed in and arranged haphazardly. Unlike Steve, Blitz had decided upon functionality. As long as they could force ridiculous amounts of Red Fuel into his system, he didn't care how messy the placed looked.

He paused in the middle of the gangway and surveyed Blitz's machine. Three huge vats occupied the central space, each more than 15 feet in height. Hidden within all of them were myriads of tubing and pumps and other instruments. They even managed to install cameras and audio equipment.

The technician resumed his journey to the control room. Save for the gentle hum of heavy machinery, the room was fairly silent. Big Blitz had gone to collect their only prisoner, the only one strong enough to do so. Rudolf Rednose was scheduled for uncontrolled overstimulation, up to the point his nuclear powered orgasms failed to keep up with the demand, forcing his cock to unleash all the nuclear fuel stored in his mega-muscled body instead. Blitz really was hell bent on hulking into a muscle freak, unfortunately he didn't seem to be the only one.

A soft whir filtered into his ears as the door to the control room slid open. Steve stood at the entrance, naked save for his ridiculous genital cuff.

"Technician!" he exclaimed, "There you are! I've been waiting for almost ten minutes now. Do you have it?"

The technician slid a gloved hand into one of his many pockets, pulling from it a loaded syringe gun. Steve stared at the liquid in the tubes, a look of hunger gracing his greedy eyes. Without a word he returned to the room and lowered himself on a seat, spreading his muscular legs wide.

"That's the serum right?" he asked anxiously, "The one you extracted and modified from the sperm samples I gave you?"

"Of course Mr Steve, everything you asked for is in this little gun," the technician explained patiently, this was not the first time, "What we have here is a nice little mixture of chemicals we extracted from your sperm, and Blitz's sperm, carefully engineered to fit your requirements."

"When I inject this into you, the chemicals inside will immediately concentrate around your testes, attacking and altering your DNA until your testes become growth factories of their own. I warn you now that they might swell a bit, and that brace does not look very comfortable."

"Yeah, yeah I know it's going to hurt. But I'm more concerned with what happens after."

"Well that's basically it, Mr Steve. You'll have the testicles of the reindeer Hulks in this place. All their nuclear powered capabilities will be yours! You're testes will absorb and store nuclear fuel without limit. They will become huge, muscular testicles, pumping gallons and gallons of nuclear fuel into your muscles. You'll become a Hulk, Mr Steve. You'll grow to massive, hulking proportions. You'll be strong enough to lift cars, you'll become indestructible, and your cock will become so unbelievably huge you'll have trouble cumming yourself dry."

"Yes! Yes!" Steve cried, almost shouting in excitement, "That's all I need to hear! Inject me with that serum! Do it now! Do it now!"

The technician knelt before the Factory Boss, lifting his cock as he examined his genitals. Steve leaned back, still gushing with excitement as the technician pressed the gun-syringe underneath the base of his ballsac, there wasn't any other suitable place, and too much of it was wrapped in cold steel.

"O-Ohh! It feels so warm!"

"I think I forgot to mention, Mr Steve. Your skin might change colour, you saw what happened to the reindeer."

"Oh fuck the colour change. Once I hulk out, skin colour won't matter! I'll be a god! I'll be a fucking muscle god! And you! Yes you! I must reward you for your dedication! Come to me after my growth spurt, after the other two are helplessly drained. Come to me and remove your mask, so I can thank you properly."

"I'd love that, Mr Steve."

Steve was moaning softly as the technician discarded the empty syringe. At last! At long last his greatest fantasies were becoming a reality. Steve pushed himself up, his balls still tingling from the injection. The technician knew his balls were being modified with every passing second. There was no room for error in his plan. Should it fail, the consequences would be catastrophic.

"You better get out of here, Mr Steve," the technician said, gesturing to one of the security cams, "Looks like Blitz is coming back with the prisoner."

***

Rudolf's vat had been fitted with a large X shaped table, and Blitz took pleasure in binding the struggling reindeer to it. He himself had helped built this table, having been the only person strong enough to lift the reinforced bracers that would bind Rudolf's wrist and ankles. They were even stronger than the ones in Rudolf's cell, the blond reindeer wasn't going anywhere, and Blitz intended to drain all the fuel that was trapped in that big, bulging body.

Blitz spared a moment to sneer at the smaller, less muscular Rudolf. A bracer had been clamped around his muzzle, keeping him from screaming. Blitz could feel his mouth starting to water at the thought of all that muscle being pumped into him. What would it feel like?! How big was he going to get? He couldn't wait to become the hulking muscle beast of his dreams, to become a fucking muscle god, he couldn't wait!

The reindeer hulk's titanic leg muscles easily propelled him out of Rudolf's vat. Blitz couldn't wait to feel the difference when he had thighs muscles huger and freakier than his overdeveloped quads.

Blitz easily reached the edge of his own vat, having hauled this here himself. There were three in total, one for draining all the juice from Rudolf's muscles and two for himself. The one he was standing on was just to kick start his growth spurt. He knew he was going to destroy it when his muscles became too huge. There was no way he was going to be able to control himself, hence the need for a second vat to pump even more growth juice into his growing muscles!

It was perfect! His plan was perfect! Blitz waved to the shadowed figure in the control booth, giving him the signal to begin.

***

Drake felt his pants tightening at the sight of muscles that exploded all over Blitz's arms, bulging and peaking and swelling with unfathomable power. The reindeer's biceps and triceps took turns shifting from vast expanses of molten steel to striated masses of mountainous muscle as Blitz flexed two overpowering double biceps flexes. Drake was suddenly glad he had yanked off the technician's facemask. Blitz was jacked! The sight of that naked green beast pumping his guns was enough to get him steaming under the collar. That was the signal he had been instructed to wait for, and Drake casually obliged, pushing the huge green button labelled 'START'.

He sat back, tugging at the collar of his... borrowed... technician's garb. So much muscle! Drake could feel his cock thickening in his pants with each passing second. Had Blitz been any closer he probably would have passed out. Drake glanced at the door. None of the other technicians would be coming in, not with the amount of fuel they would be dealing with in the other room. It would just be him, Rudolf, Blitz and the almost-naked Steve hiding in the third vat.

Well, no one would see him anyway. Drake fumbled with the zips and buttons that held his outfit together, tearing off piece by piece until he was stark naked, sinking back into his seat. 16 inches of solid flesh rose into the air, precum oozing from the swollen mushroom head like a leaky faucet. His entire shaft was glistening with his juices, pooling around his heavy balls. A shaking hand reached for the monitors, cameras were installed into each vat of course, and Drake was determined to watch every second of the action.

***

Tremors quaked throughout the massive vat as the machinery roared to life. Blitz could feel his heart slamming into his chest at the sound of huge pumps pumping and sucking in the background. It was time! It was time!

Blitz spread his herculean legs wide, placing them upon the designated spots. Each foot sank about an inch into the floor as the nifty device registered his weight and braced each of his feet in a heavy brace. There was no telling how-

"UGHHNN!!!"

The hulking beast roared both in surprise and arousal as a gigantic ribbed dildo was forced up his ass. Powerfully muscular ass muscles crushed against the invading steel as it continued to push. It was so fucking thick! Blitz knew this one was connected to a pump, the steel dildo was more than two feet long and eight inches thick, made with reinforced steel so he couldn't crush it in his ass.

Then a soft electrical current was introduced into the dildo, stimulating his ass muscles for added pleasure. Blitz heard himself moan, his massive cock twitched and flexed as precum spurted uncontrollably, splattering loudly against the metal floor. He could feel his entire body rocking with lust and arousal even as his knees threatened to give way. More tubes were creeping out from openings along the walls. Blitz began to flex, to pump, thrusting out his bestial muscles in welcome. A couple of tubes clamped onto his swollen nipples. Yes, yes! These were the ones that would grow his pec muscles! Rapid bursts of low voltage current began shooting down the tube, causing his nipples to throb with excitement, filling the base of the tube with cum.

More tubes were descending unto his muscular form, attaching themselves to specific muscle groups, securing themselves to his muscles with the help of thousands of microtubules that penetrated the skin harmlessly. Some tubes latched onto his biceps and forearms for arm bulk, some went to his quads for leg development, others went to his traps, lats and shoulders, and there was even one that latched onto his belly button for some nice abdominal muscle growth.

And then an abnormally thick tube snaked his way toward his rock hard member. Blitz squirmed with pleasure as it secured itself to his cockhead with metal clamps that squeezed at his glans. The low voltage current from inside his ass intensified, flowing through every muscular fibre in his cock and out through his cockhead. The reindeer stud began trembling with lust as the tube spread the huge cockslit wide, forcing its way down his glistening shaft. The current seemed to change directions at small intervals, Blitz could feel the current surging up his ass and up through his cock before suddenly crashing back down the moist shaft and out through his ass.

"Fuck!" Blitz gasped, the electrical stimulation was incredibly erotic. He found himself flexing and tensing and relaxing unpredictably as electrical stimulation was blasted into his cock, ass and nipples, crashing through his G-spot and flooding him with arousal. Already he was filling the cock tube with huge amounts of precum. He made a note to himself to do this more often in the future.

The tremors shaking the vat suddenly intensified. Blitz managed to cry out an ecstatic 'YES' as the tubes began shaking. Glowing red fuel surged in on him from all directions, slamming into his muscles and cock with the gentleness of a tsunami. Blitz roared! Bellowed! Screamed as thick red veins bulged and spread from where the tubes made contact. There was so much juice! All filling him at once! The ass pump was forcing more juice into him than he could absorb! His cock and throbbing and swelling monstrously as juice was pumped into his balls, causing them to swell and bulge and GROW.

Blitz ROARED! Fire burning through his muscular muscles! He was growing! His chest was fucking bulging! Testosterone soaked hair was sprouting everywhere! Fuck! FUCK! YES! GROW! PUMP ME OUT! MAKE ME HUGE! HULK ME OUT! FUCKING GROW! GROW! GRRRROOOOOOOOOWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

***

Steve had been sitting on the floor of his vat, his chastised cock and balls resting on the cold steel, when he felt the vibrations rumbling through the vat. A smirk crept across his face. Blitz was a fool to believe he could just kick Steve out of his own castle and take everything for himself. And now he was going to regret spurring Steve's advances so violently. Steve was going to drain him and Rudolf for all the muscle they had. He was going to become the true Hulk. He was going to be so overpoweringly muscular ALL would submit to him. He could almost imagine the look on Drakes face when a hulking Steve tore through the walls into his office. The thought was stimulating and exciting all at once!

The serum the technician had given him had done its work. Steve's balls had swollen to twice their normal size, covered with throbbing veins and stretching the skin of his ball sac incredibly tight. It was straining painfully against the metal clasp that cuffed his cock and balls together. Steve forced himself to smile, knowing the clasp wasn't going to last much longer, not if the tube snaking down from the wall compartment had anything to say about it.

Steve gazed hungrily at the massive dildo he had selected. Unlike cock tubes, which required erections, Steve had opted for just one big tube to start off. The reinforced steel dildo was monstrously huge and incredibly lifelike, and Steve had selected it himself. He wasn't much of a bottom person, but if it was going to grow him to monstrous, hulking proportion, Steve guessed he didn't mind. Nobody would see him in here anyway.

The tube coiled across the floor, snake like, the huge dildo raised in preparation for penetration. Steve propped himself up on his elbows and lifted his wanting ass toward the dildo, spreading his legs wide. God he looked so beautiful, his muscular pecs bulging and his delicious six-pack crunched against his skin.

And then the dildo reared up like a cobra, pausing for the slightest of seconds before plunging into Steve's ass.

"FUCK!"

The curse was yanked from his lips as thick hot steel tore his ass apart as it continued ploughing deeper and deeper into him. Glowing red fuel was surging through the shaking tube. Yes! YES! Steve could only cry out in ecstasy as the nuclear fuel was pumped into his ass. Thick red veins were bulging out all over him. Fuck yeah his muscles getting pumped!

"Yeah!" he growled, enjoying the sensations that were concentrating around his balls. Steve threw his head back, trying not to be overwhelmed.

Sheer power coursed through his genitals as his balls began absorbing the fuel. His cock was as painfully hard as it could get within the steel brace. His balls were throbbing now, riddled with glowing red veins and swelling with incredible size. Steve forced himself to relax, grimacing against the pain of the heavy steel. The glowing veins were spreading across his semi-hard cock, Steve could feel them throbbing against the steel and the fabric as the fuel invaded his cockflesh, morphing it, strengthening it, creating strong muscles that bulged around the erectile tissue.

And then... it started to grow.

"Ughhnnn!!!"

Heavy steel squeezed against Steve's growing cock. He could feel the fuel pumping into the throbbing shaft, it was getting harder, stronger, bigger. The head, swollen with testosterone, popped out of the steel brace as his cock lengthened, swelling against the fabric and soaking it with his pre. His member was twitching and jumping with each pump of his swelling balls, so muscular now it was lifting the steel brace as it rose to a magnificent erection. Steve could only gasp and pant as his cockhead tore through the fabric. His heavy balls had grown too large and too heavy to be contained by the brace. With a loud snap, they broke though the steel, crashing like wrecking balls against the floor and his thighs.

"Oh! Oh god! Fuck! FUCK! UUGNNAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!"

Steve flailed as his cock exploded with nuclear strength, bulging and swelling and growing, engorged with so much fuel his skin was turning red. The genital cuff snapped and broke across the length of his mighty shaft, his swollen cock muscles easily tearing though the heavy steel as it shot past a foot in length. God he felt so hot! His cock was two feet long and almost 5 inches thick, his balls were bowling ball sized factories churning out more testosterone, more juice, more power than he could handle.

Pubic hair began growing from where he had none. His usually clean shaven chest began to tingle as blond hair spouted across the chiselled surface. All that excess testosterone was causing extra hair to grow just about everywhere. The pubic hair growing across his chest was thickening between his pecs, trailing down between his chiselled abs to the base of his cock. The pubic forest flourishing at the base of his cock was especially thick and dripping with testosterone, the hairs were spreading around his cock down to his veiny balls. Rough hairs tickled at his quads as his once smooth balls grew into hairy melons.

All over his muscular body, body hair continued to sprout. His pits, his forearms, the back of his hands, even his asscrack was getting hairy. He was the epitome of beefy, hairy manhood. His entire body was dripping with sweat and raw testosterone. His cock stood erect, towering before him like a skyscraper, throbbing and leaking like unbridled power! Even his hair was getting longer, just like Blitz's, Steve knew he resembled some sort of hairy barbarian, and the thought thrilled him more than ever.

The size of that manhood was too hard to resist. Beefy hands wrapped around the sensitive flesh, causing several spurts of precum to burst from the head. It was only then did Steve realise his cock was no longer completely hard, feeling like an unripe banana. Steve felt his eyes swell in realisation. His cock had softened and grown at the same time. What he thought was a powerful erection was just a semi-hardon so thick and dense it supported its own weight. He began to pump, buff muscles swelling as he ran his hands across the slick surface, fuck it felt good being so damn hung.

Steve hadn't even reached the base of his cock when the ass tube began shaking violently. The pressure in his ass intensified tenfold as more and more juice was forced into his body. Steve roared from the agony, his voice deepening with each second. The veins across his muscles were spreading all over his body, pulsating and throbbing with nuclear fuel. His muscles began to burn, his balls began pumping. Steve growled, drunk on the power that surged through his body.

And then, his muscles started to grow!

***

Rudolf was trashing so violently it was a wonder he remained bound to the X shaped table. Despite being so fantastically strong and powerfully muscled, his struggles against the reinforced bracers that held him down were largely futile, succeeding only in working up a good sweat. Rudolf let his body crash back against the table. Whatever was holding the table off the floor was just as strong, and slamming his muscular body against it was just as useless.

And then the entire vat began quaking with tremors, like an earthquake, but too constant to be anything but the work of machinery. Rudolf swallowed. Blitz was going to drain him for all the muscle he had. He would never be able to make more to replace what was lost. The reindeer almost grimaced at the thought of shrinking. The only way Blitz would get hold of his fuel was if he milked Rudolf until he couldn't cum anymore. Maybe he still stood a chance, no matter what kind of instrument Blitz had built for him, he was as virile as a thousand reindeers. Somehow, the thought didn't comfort him.

A large cylindrical pump slid out of a hole in the nearby wall. It was supported by a massive tube with what looked like wires sticking out of some parts. Rudolf realised the pump was even bigger than his cock was large, and immediately knew what it was going to be used for. The transparent pump even came with a transparent inner lining, like a bag within the cylinder. No matter how Rudolf squirmed, the pump managed to catch the head of his cock, engulfing it in the lubricated bag that clung to his cock like a condom. The journey into the cylinder was too much for his sensitive cock, and Rudolf soon found himself rock hard and oozing.

Something rubbery clamped around the base of his prick, securing the cylinder to his cock. And then the cylinder began pumping his massive cock, the slippery condom-bag and accompanying ring began sliding up his cock in slow reps. Rudolf moaned, feeling as the inner linings slid across the throbbing veins that bulged along his shaft. The cylinder was moving faster and faster, accelerating Rudolf's heartbeat as it pumped him harder and harder. Despite his greatest resistance, Rudolf soon found himself squiring long and hard, filling the bag past its limit and immersing his cock in his own cum. A separate pump began draining his juices up the long tube, the suction only served to get him even harder.

Rudolf didn't get more than a second of rest, for the pump immediately returned to work, pumping and sucking and milking his cock mercilessly. An electrical current was soon applied to his cock, surging into his cockhead down his shaft, stimulating him beyond belief. More and more cum began flooding the inner bag as Rudolf lost control of his orgasms. How many had there been? He had lost count. His massive body crashed against the table with each mighty blast. His mind was fuzzy, drunk with the sensations that assaulted him, he was almost delirious with lust and arousal.

Somewhere inside him though, Rudolf still fought to rein in his orgasms. There was no proof a Hulk like him could be drained to the point of releasing his nuclear fuel. The nuclear had fused into his genes, that couldn't be drained. Rudolf swallowed, desperately hoping he would never have to find out.

***

Drake knew he might just dehydrate himself sitting up here. The underside of the control table was literally dripping with his thick spunk. It took some effort to keep his head up, so tempted was he to just roll back and bask in the afterglow of his multiple orgasms. Drake's naked, muscular body glistened with sweat, looking very much like the muscled underwear model the twenty-seven or so fitness companies were so desperate to hire.

The little control booth was filled with sounds of people moaning and roaring, overcome by the nuclear fuel that was surging through their muscles. Blitz and Steve had turned into hulking beasts by this time, their muscles and cocks having swelled to monstrous proportions. Blitz in particular was giving his cock tube some trouble. His orgasm was especially violent, forcing so much cum through his cock tube the computer kept escalating the pressure simply to force more juice into him. And the more it did that, the more powerful the next blast of cum became. Blitz was literally filling his cock tube with more cum than fuel with each flex of his shredded ass muscles.

Steve on the other hand, had creamed himself so hard so many times there was an inch of cum in his vat, most of it clinging onto his hairy muscles and to the walls of the vat. Whatever fat he had burned off ages ago, his six-pack had grown into an eight-pack and he was shooting past 7 feet tall and built like a tank. His tremendous hardon, so fucking big and unbelievably muscular, throbbed with barely contained power, riddled with thick veins that throbbed across the shiny shaft.

The potent red fuel had affected them greatly, that much was clear. Blitz's once green eyes now glowed red, and the red fur that covered him now was rough and bristly. Something similar was happening to Steve. His blond pubes were turning red from the residual fuel deposited in them. That aside, the only thing red about him was his engorged cock, but that was due to all the blood and fuel surging through his meat. If his eyes or skin turned red, then the fuel would have fused into his DNA, and Drake would be powerless to stop him.

Good thing he knew how to put his cunning and guile to good use.

Drakes cum-stained fingers fluttered over the hilariously large button labelled 'HULK RUDOLF'. It was so big in fact, it was a wonder that Steve failed to notice the button when he was in here earlier. The naked hunk turned to the monitors a last time. Steve and Blitz were still enjoying their hulking bodies, bodies that were growing with each passing second. Poor Rudolf was still being milked, looking more exhausted than ever.

Oh well. There was only one way to fix that.

Drake lowered his fingers to the button, and pushed.

***

Blitz roared as his mightiest cum blast yet exploded into the cock tube. The red beast roared with laughter as the entire tube was filled with hot cum, forcing all the red fuel back to whatever pump was controlling them. He had been playing this game with the machine for a while now. No matter how much pressure the pump put on the fuel, he would just cum it back. All the fuel being forced into his muscles simply made his orgasms stronger and stronger. The machine was probably going to hit him doubly hard now as it forced the fuel back down his cock. Blitz spread his arms wide and began flexing. He was so strong even a machine was having trouble challenging him. He spread his hulking quads out and pushed his ass back, positioning himself for another around with the pump, his heavy balls dangled beneath him, and waited.

And waited.

There was a sudden whirring sound as the tubes began detaching from his muscles. Only the cock and nipple tubes remained. Even the huge ass tube slid out of him with a wet 'splotch', his powerful inner muscles had crushed it out of shape. The tubes retreated before Blitz knew what was happening, disappearing back into the vat.

Realisation struck him like a rock. He wasn't going to get any more fuel. Blitz felt his bulging muscles tensing, he was outraged, and the reindeer opened his mouth to cry out.

There was a horrifically loud bang and a blinding white light. And Blitz screamed as thousands upon thousands of volts of electricity exploded into his cock, sending his balls into overdrive. The red hulk crashed onto the floor as his knees gave way, lust and arousal flooding from his cock like a tsunami. The cock and nipple tubes shook violently as blast after blast of cum erupted from his cock and nipples, draining away into the wall of the vat.

"No! NO!"

There was another blast of electricity and Blitz fell back, his tongue rolling out of his mouth in ecstasy. Another dildo, thicker than the last, was pushed into his ass. It too came with its own electrical stimulator. Blast after blast came and came. It felt too good to resist, he could not resist. His overdeveloped muscles couldn't get enough of this intense stimulation.

Blitz opened his mouth as his orgasm intensified, screaming in ecstasy.

***

Drake could not keep the glee off his face, and he didn't try. Blitz's orgasm was out of control. It was a good thing the tubes were reinforced with steel, or they would never be able to contain the sticky explosions. He was trashing about like a wild animal, fighting madly to remove the tubes that were clamped onto his nips and cock. He wasn't going to succeed anytime soon, they were made with the same reinforced steel used to bind Rudolf, and Blitz's muscles were already shrinking visibly, his fuel mixing with the cum that was gushing into the fuel reservoir next door.

Steve was having a far worst time. Having only just been infused with fuel, his body was unaccustomed with storing any of it. Steve's skin had reverted to his usual bronze, his muscles were still powerfully massive, but shrinking with each passing second. As was his massive erection, each blast of cum that was milked by the newly introduced cock pump seemed to get weaker and weaker. The former boss was sprawled over the floor, his nipples and cock and ass overstimulated by a variety of instruments specifically chosen to ensure his orgasms never stopped until he was completely spent.

Drake's smile was starting to hurt his face by the time he shifted to Rudolf's vat. Alarm bells were sounding in the distance, and the cameras showed him why. Some of the tubes had clearly burst from the amount of fuel Drake forced them to handle. The others had simply malfunctioned, resulting in streams of red fuel pouring into Rudolf's vat. Unfortunately none of it poured anyway near the hulking green stud. And with the table raised so high, it would be some time before the fuel level would even reach the blond hulk.

He was secretly hoping for something like this. Drake sprung off his chair, his cock smacking against his bare chest, and rummaged through his discarded overcoat until he found the syringe-gun he had prepared earlier. Not the one he had used on Steve.

The other one.

Drake had made this one just for situations like this. There were two loads in this syringe that could be delivered at once. The first load was the serum he had given Steve, only this one had been engineered for himself. The other was a small canister of glowing red fuel. To get him started of course. Drake's eyes returned to the monitor. Yep, only four leaks in Rudolf's vat. None of the tubes were working and the fuel level was far too low to reach him. This called for intervention.

Drake brought the syringe-gun to the base of his massive cock and pressed it against the soft underside.

"O-Ohh! Fuck!"

The syringe hissed as it delivered its chemical load. Drake shoved his bare ass back into the chair, tingling sensations dancing across his exposed skin. Huge, thick veins were spreading across his massive prick, writhing like angry snakes under the glistening surface. Drake dropped the empty syringe-gun as his cock began swelling. It was thickening and lengthening, becoming big, muscular. The swollen head began to throb, thick bursts of precum oozed from the tip.

Drake was starting to pant, the serum clearly having a greater effect on those already huge where it mattered, not to mention the fuel he had injected into himself. Angry veins bulged across his baseball sized nuts, he could almost feel the fluids churning around inside. They were swelling, throbbing, pressing against his chiselled thighs as he watched them grow.

And then he felt the warm spreading up his torso and down his legs. Drake raised his hand and flexed a bicep, watching in awe as veins bulged across the surface. He smiled as his muscles began to bulge. This was going to feel good.

***

Rudolf's astonishment was quickly blown away by the huge splash Drake created as he landed in the vat, sprinkling him with tiny amounts of the precious growth juice. Muscular arms crushed the cylindrical pump and yanked it off Rudolf's swollen cock with a wet 'pop'. His cock was bigger than Rudolf had ever seen, definitely 20 inches of solid steel pressed against his muscular body, riddled with swollen, glowing red veins.

Drake looked like a bodybuilder. His shoulders had gotten so wide and so muscled his arms hung a good distance from his tight waist, where his once shredded abs had turned into a muscular, chiselled eight-pack. Monstrous red veins were bulging out all over his legs, Rudolf could see them bulking with muscle as the red fuel diffused into his skin. Drake wadded over him then, his muscular new body giving him a slight strut. He must have been over six feet tall, and he used to be 5'7''!

"Hope you didn't miss me, Rudolf," he purred, giving Rudolf a soft kiss on his still-clamped muzzle. His voice had dropped an octave and the deepness of it combined with the raw sex appeal that wafted from his muscles was more than enough to get Rudolf going again. Cum began spurting from his massive cock in thick bursts. Rudolf hadn't reached orgasm, but couldn't stop himself from unleashing more cum anyway. The splattering of cum against his abs distracted Drake for a moment, and when his boss turned back to him, the evil smirk was even more pronounced.

Drake took a step back and threw a double bicep shot at him, flexed his pecs, and scrunched his abs with his bulging arms behind his head. His huge cock throbbed, sending a spurt of cum right at him for the finale. It was all Rudolf could do as his cock erupted with creamy spunk. Ropes of his thick juices splattered against his muscular body. Drake's hands began pumping his swollen shaft, and Rudolf could only struggle helplessly until his orgasm reduced to a trickle.

"I forgot how virile you were!" Drake exclaimed. He looked like he had bulked up another 20lbs in the time Rudolf had spent creaming himself. The veins that throbbed across his muscles looked more pronounce and his cock was definitely bigger. Drake was still rubbing Rudolf's hard meat, scooping off as much cum as his hands could hold. Rudolf grimaced slightly as Drake stuffed an entire hand into his ass. His strong sphincter muscles squeezed against Drake as he lubricated Rudolf's hole.

"My, looks like I'll have plenty of space to work with. Let's get started shall we."

***

It was a little bit awkward trying to have sex with Rudolf bound to the X-shaped table. Neither of them had the strength to rip off those reinforced cuffs, though Drake was about to fix that. Rudolf had managed to relax, having realised the danger was over. Drake pushed his monstrously hard prick into position, squeezing it between Rudolf's shredded glutes. Almost immediately the hulking muscles clenched against the head of his cock, causing a large burst of cum to spurt against his hole. Too bad Rudolf speak with that muzzle cuff, Drake was dying to hear his deep, rumbling voice spewing filth into his ears as he ploughed him.

Drake gave Rudolf's titanic erection a naught flick, causing the reindeer to jolt, and began pushing his throbbing cock inward. Rudolf's entire body tensed, gargantuan muscles bulging monstrously as Drake gave a forceful push, slamming the head all the way through. Rudolf managed a muffled moan through the brace, and Drake knew the reindeer would have roared in delight during this part.

Copious amounts of cum filled Rudolf's ass as Drake proceeded to fuck him. He could feel the red fuel churning in his swollen balls. His muscles were getting huge, heavy. His cock was swelling inside Rudolf's ass, spreading him wider and wider with each passing second. Drake forced himself to focus. He could feel his massive testes getting heavier as more and more fuel was dumped into it. His leg muscles were already freakishly developed, the result of so much juice being absorbed through his thin skin. Drake was channelling all of them to his balls now.

The bodybuilder could only smile as he continued working himself to an orgasm. It would not be long now. He was going to create a fucking muscle monster. He was going to turn Rudolf into the Hulk alright! He was going to create the muscle freak of his dreams! The unstoppable titan of muscle and sex! He was going to create a god.

***

Rudolf could not see Drake, not with his massive pecs and just as massive hardon blocking his view. But he could feel Drake's swelling mass inside him. It filled him and stretched him to his limit, so huge Rudolf couldn't take all of it. Drake's relentless pounding was getting more and more reckless. He could even feel the smaller man's huge balls crashing against the underside of the table. Drake had been reduced to moans and groans as he violently fucked Rudolf's sore ass, both hands flogging Rudolf's muscular cock as he sought to keep himself balanced.

And then Drake slammed into him so hard Rudolf jolted. He could hear Drake's sharp intake of breath, he could feel Drake's face pressing against the veiny underside of his cock. He could feel Drake's megacock swelling monstrously inside it.

"Fuck!" Drake gasped, "FUUUUUCCK!!!!"

Drake roared as his cock fucking EXPLODED! Like a volcano erupting inside his ass, torrents and torrents of red fuel surged into him like lava. The reindeer arched his back, every muscle in his body tensed and bulging with insane power. His limbs began to shake as his entire body began hulking out.

Huge green knuckles snapped and popped as Rudolf balled his hand into a fist, a fist that was growing bigger and bigger by the second. Random explosions of muscle began erupting across his body. His left bicep exploded with freaky size, bulging and swelling monstrously and completely out of proportion with the rest of his body. His right pec followed suit, followed by his traps, and then his left quad, even his back muscles were doing the same. The seemingly random muscle explosions continued unabated until every striated muscle on his monstrous body until every freaky fibre had its share. It was then the fuel surged through the veins of his neck, reaching his face.

With an ear shattering roar, crazy jaw muscles tore through the reinforced steel around his mouth. Arms too huge and too muscled for the table easily broke the thick cuffs that held him down. Mortar brick abs crunched as Rudolf sat up, another muscle explosion rocking his spasming body as Drake reached his climax.

Rudolf couldn't help but flex, and flex hard as the muscle groups of his body began bursting out with insane power. His crazy biceps exploded like popcorn, exploding from 35 inches to 42 in an instant. His arms bulged monstrously, lengthening and thickening to accommodate him. His pecs all but exploded with insane fibrous muscles. His head was pushed to one side as his right traps erupted beside his neck, writhing with veins and throbbing with power. His left trap followed a second later, pushing his head back upright as they swelled and bulged.

Everywhere on his bestial body were muscles bursting and swelling with incredible size. His left lat blew up beside his left biceps, followed by the right. Each one of his brick like abdominals suddenly swelled, bursting from his gut like rippling bricks one at a time, stretching his torso even more.

So much POWER! Molten steel flooded his legs as each teardrop shaped muscle in his quads, already ripped to shreds and bulking with crazy overdevelopment, began their muscular eruptions. Moan after moan was torn from his lips as muscle by muscle exploded across his rippling quads, growing so big and so powerfully huge they were squeezing the convulsing Drake between them, the eruption coursing down to his diamond hard calves and down to his feet. Reinforced steel screamed as Rudolf's ankles hulked out of their prisons.

"GGRRRAAAAAAAWWLLL!!!!"

SO MUCH POWER! Rudolf swung his herculean legs off the table, submerging them in the flood of nuclear fuel pouring into his vat. Writhing red veins tore through his leg muscles as he began absorbing even more fuel. He wanted to grow into a FREAK! A fucking muscle beast! Rudolf smashed a basketball crushing fist into the wall, breaking one of the pipes inside and creating another torrent of fuel. Yes! Yes! More power!

Rudolf broke even more segments of the wall, until there were a dozen streams of fuel pouring into his vat. Drake had exhausted himself by now, and had fallen off Rudolf's titanic muscles. The reindeer god reached down for his loving Drake. The human had subjected himself to some sort of treatment that enabled him to absorb fuel, like him. The thought of a muscular Drake raping him senseless was more than he could handle. But it was still Drake who had done this to him. Drake was responsible for turning his fur red, for giving him more pubic hair that amplified his raging sex appeal. Drake had turned him into his titanic muscle freak. There would be plenty of time to thank him later.

The red Hulk shoved the semi-conscious Drake against a wall, crushing his lips into him. More streams of nuclear fuel sprouted from cracks in the vat wall, pouring over his expansive back and diffusing into his skin. Rudolf knew he was becoming unstoppable. He was the strongest being alive! And he was still growing! HE WAS FUCKING GROWING!

Rudolf arched his back, opening his mouth wide and drinking the fuel that splashed into his mouth. He could feel it! Boiling inside him like a nuclear power plant! Sheer muscle EXPLODED across his limbs. Rudolf bellowed! ROARED AS HIS MUSCLES BEGAN TO GROW! HE WAS GETTING FUCKING PUMPED! HULKING OUT OF HIS MIND! GROW! MAKE MY MUSCLES GROW! HE WANTED TO BE A FREAK! A GOD! GROW! GROW! GROOOOW!!!!!!

***

It was perfect up here, clear skies, cool breeze, and an entire swimming pool overflowing with nice, hot reindeer cum. Drake had always wondered what it was like to be a massively endowed Olympian bodybuilder. He had always fallen into the category of the ridiculously well endowed, but this, this was completely different. And it felt extremely, incredibly good.

A part of the pool had been built for sunbathing, where the walls of the pool slopped off gently before reaching the edge, just right for laying back and enjoying the sun. Drake found himself here now, semi submerged in cum of the highest quality. All that exposure to the nuclear fuel had grown him a body worthy of Mr Universe. His massive pecs glistened in the sunlight, covered with a light dusting of fine hairs. Like grade-A beef they bulged from his chest, like muscular mounds chiselled from expensive marble, remaining above the sea of cum. That was good, Drake loved his muscular new pecs, he could make them flex and bounce thanks to their powerful development.

The fine hairs that dusted his chest trailed down his brick like 8-pack. The lower four of his brick like abdominal muscles were submerged, but they had become so hard, so chiselled Drake could feel the cum flowing between the deep crevices that separated each apple sized muscle.

His legs, lean and chiselled before, and morphed into hulking, tree-trunk sized titans that rippled with muscular power. Drake had spent hours swaggering around, enjoying the sensation of his quad muscles grinding against each other as he walked. They had packed on so much bulk in fact, that they pushed Drake's balls forward wherever he went.

Drake's cock however, was easily his biggest and strongest muscle. He had been a sex god at 16 inches already. But after absorbing so much fuel, his cock had swelled monstrously. Now the titanic pillar of muscular flesh throbbed before him like a skyscraper rising from the pool of sticky cum, measuring 3 fucking feet of veiny, glistening muscle. Drake especially liked the way the hot cum tickled the base and first couple of inches of his muscle-pillar, it was a constant reminder on just how massive his member had become.

And speaking of massive, Drake couldn't get enough of his basketball sized balls. They were big, hairy and huge. They throbbed softly against the bottom of the shallow pool (Drake had his legs spread really wide), semi-submerged due to their incredible size.

Ah, this was the life. Drake palmed around the dry floor for his drink, deliberately taking things slow just so he could enjoy the feeling of his 22 inch biceps. It felt good being able to reach so far. Drake himself had swelled to a tall 7 feet 0 inches in the time he had spent in the vat. He loved being so buff, he loved having shoulders so broad his arms hung in the air, and he loved having a prick so massive!

The nuclear fuel hadn't seemed to have any discolouring effects on him either. He retained his beautifully tanned skin even though significant amounts of the red fuel remained stored in his balls. The same couldn't be said for Rudolf though.

Drake let the sunglasses slide down his nose as he sipped his drink of pure testosterone. Rudolf was a fucking GOD. Repeated exposure to so much nuclear fuel had done wonders for his body. The reindeer's fur had turned red from absorbing and assimilating so much muscle juice, his eyes also glowed with the same bright redness of his adorably cute nose. Not to mention his luscious, dirty-blond hair. All that extra testosterone had bestowed unto him a wild, shaggy mane that fell just past his shoulders and billowed in the wind. He was all man! Manlier than a busload of bodybuilding firemen pumped full of steroids and Viagra.

That Rudolf was fucking huge now was no understatement. He was easily 12 feet tall (plus 3 feet of antlers) and almost a thousand fucking pounds of crazy, overdeveloped muscle. Every fucking muscle in his body was easily visible through his fine red fur, like fibrous cables bulging against his thin skin. Even his face was muscular and incredibly chiselled, making him a better kisser than any mortal that ever lived.

Hulkdolf had his back to him now. Drake all but let himself drool as he watched his rippling back muscles shifting like tectonic plates under paper thin skin. The wind was blowing at his golden hair, though Drake didn't see any of that. He couldn't help but swoon at the sight Hulkdolf's herculean shoulders. Insanely shredded moulds of muscular flesh bulged and rippled as he casually rolled his right shoulder. Thick cum was oozing from Drake's cock by now, he had it pressed to one side so as not to obstruct his view of the muscle god in the middle of the pool.

The reindeer was the fucking sex god alright. Hulkdolf had filled this entire swimming pool in just one, erupting orgasm. The deep end of the pool was a little more than six feet deep, and Hulkdolf was submerged all the way to his hips, hiding his deliciously shredded muscle-ass.

Hulkdolf must have felt Drake's eyes drilling into his hard muscles. Drake felt himself gushing as the musclebeast slowly raised a mega-muscled arm, deliberately controlling the amount of muscles that exploded against his skin. His fist was balled, and the thick cables of muscle that covered his forearms began thickening, hardening the higher his arm went. Drake was panting by now, his cock spewing cum at the sight.

And when Hulkdolf flexed, his muscular arm all but fucking EXPLODED! Great mountains of striated flesh bulged and surged against his thin skin, so fucking amazing his muscle bulges had bulges!

Drake was salivating buckets by the time Hulkdolf brought that herculean arm to his fact. He straightened his arm slowly, his bulging muscles never fully relaxing due to their intense development, and flexed it again. There was more muscular power in that one movement than in Drake's entire body, and he felt himself audibly whimpering as Hulkdolf's biceps exploded into multiple peaks, bulging and swelling and rippling with nuclear power.

And then his handsome head turned, turned until his glowing nose was but a hair from the intense muscle that bulged before him. Gorgeous, kissable lips parted wide, his long tongue flowing out and giving the muscle a strong, slow, lick. Drake shuddered as their eyes made contact, his muscular body tensed and flexed as his orgasm exploded from his massive cock.

Drake was on his knees, moaning and groaning as his submerged cock erupted, his thick juices mixing in with Rudolf's sticky seed. It wasn't long before he fell onto his back, his cock blasting uncontrollably for almost an entire minute. Drake simply lay there, panting from the force of his orgasm. The sight of that fucking sex beast simply kissing his bicep had been too much for him to bear.

"Mr Drake looks so hot when he's muscular," Hulkdolf cooed, chocolate coating his deep, masculine baritone, "Even hotter when he's naked."

A sudden burst of strength surged through his limbs. Almost immediately Drake was sitting up again, if Rudolf was talking to him, that meant he was facing him.

Drake could feel the blood vessels in his nose threatening to burst at the sight of the hulking sexbeast. He was as wide as a king sized bed, maybe wider! His shredded pecs were huge slabs of overdeveloped muscle, every muscle fibre bulging and visible. His abs were marble blocks, carved by the gods and fused to his chiselled, lean waist. He had one mammoth arm twisting a two inch long nipple that was a thick as Drake's thumb. The other muscular arm was submerged in the cum in front of him...

Drake raised an eyebrow.

"Rudolf? What are you doing?"

The sex god let his head roll back, his long tongue running across his lips before he brought his head back. An audible moan caressed his lips on the way out.

"Maybe if Mr Drake wasn't so fucking sexy," he moaned, arousal oozing from every muscular pore on his being, "I wouldn't be getting so... hot."

"Rudolf are you-"

"O-Ohh!" Hulkdolf groaned, precum oozing from his swollen man-teats, "I can't... control myself Mr Drake... you're... too... HOT!"

Hulkdolf unleashed a mighty bellow as his monstrous cock, submerged beneath the cum, erupted with the force of a volcano. The surging blast was so powerful Drake could hear it. And then the sea of cum between them exploded in massive waves as Hulkdolf unleashed the fury of his powerful orgasm. A titan wave of thick, white reindeer juice crashed into Drake and swept him out of the pool in a torrent of sticky, salty muscle-cum.

The sexy reindeer-stud was giggling uncontrollably by the time Drake picked himself up, drenched from head to toe in Rudolf's spunk. Despite absorbing enough fuel to hulk up into such gargantuan muscle god, Rudolf kept the silly playfulness he was so famously known for. It was what made him so irresistibly sexy, hulking sex beast or not.

"Oh I am going to fuck you senseless for that!" Drake cried as he sprinted to the edge of the pool and leapt at the giggling reindeer.

Hulkdolf simply brought his fists to his waist and puffed out his fantastic chest. Drake crashed into it with all the force his muscular body would give him, but even then, Hulkdolf didn't budge a millimetre. Herculean arms gently wrapped themselves around Drake, muscular and protective, bringing him toward Hulkdolf's lips.

The kiss was as fiery and passionate as Drake could ask for, their muscle bodies grinded against each other as they explored each other's mouths with their lips and tongue. Drake had his monstrous cock grinding the hairy canyon between Hulkdolf's bulging pecs. In turn, Hulkdolf flexed and bounced his shredded pec flesh against Drake's throbbing meat, lubricating it with the cum that spurted from the swollen cockhead.

For several minutes their lips locked, Hulkdolf's hulking muscles all but engulfed him as they sank lower and lower, until they were up to their necks in cum. And when Drake finally broke the kiss, Rudolf's eyes almost sparkled with delight. His muscular face twisted into a cheeky smirk as he continued kissing Drake's face.

"So..." he rumbled, coating the single syllable with more chocolate than necessary, "Am I still in trouble?"

Drake snorted, and gave Hulkdolf's nipples a powerful twist, causing the Hulk to jolt, moaning in arousal.

"You bet you are stud, you bet you are."

(THE END! THANK YOU FOR READING!)

Authors Post-Story Notes:

Blitz is now recovering in rehab. He does not remember anything related to nuclear fuel or his short lived time as the Hulk.

Steve was fired for his spectacular mishandling of Factory-related business. His replacement is a shy, polite, but very handsome man that will take kindly to Blitz once he's done recuperating.

Drake had no choice but to move away from his cozy little apartment. Sex with Hulkdolf had been... messy at best. Good news is the new penthouse comes with a huge swimming pool, complete with shallow ends for comfortable sun bathing.

The pool boy has recently hired a personal trainer with the extra money Drake has been forced to pay him. The big, strong muscle man has promised to pump more muscle into the pool boy's already athletic frame. He's going to need it.

The beachside beverage booth has been making a killing over their new 'Hulk Juice' beverage. Consumers report temporarily increased strength, endurance, muscle mass, sex drive, virility and genital growth, among other manly side effects. If you don't mind chugging the thick, sticky, salty mess, come down to the Sunnyside Beverage Stand! If you don't like it, we'll give you your money back and even throw in a blowjob from one of our hunky bartenders! Sunnyside Beverage Stand! The more you drink, the more you'll love us!