FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Concept:

My husband (technically my gigar), Chimeweyam the Purple Kevlidevin (basically a magical dragon of the wide musclegut variety), TFs into Terrakion via the kind of magical weightlifting session that causes muscle growth, and then kalvars me (I affectionately fuse into him).

This story assumes a Furry world in which only the Furry/anthro versions of Pokemon exist, not the animalistic versions, and also assumes a gym that is scaled up in size to account for its giant protagonist (but will nonetheless be a very cramped space for the macro he is about to become).

TF Story:

Chimeweyam entered the gym with heavy footsteps that quietly reverberated across the room. His chubby paws and hefty muscular frame made that inevitable, even on this floor built to handle gigantic jocks. (saying jocks to be gender-neutral, heehee) Even though Chimeweyam was fairly bulky already, he craved more size, much more. For him it wasn't particularly about competing with others, just about a constant ambition to be a bigger and better version of himself, like someone constantly looking up at the stars. He is always vividly imagining an even bigger and beefier version of himself, and working toward achieving that. And he has come here, to this gym, knowing that it can contribute a lot toward achieving his next big size up. Though he shall still be surprised by just how much more it will grow and change him.

Chimeweyam did some basic warmup stretches, then laid down on a barbell bench, his spaded purple dragon tail instinctively swinging off to the side so it wouldn't get squished at all, and then he firmly grasped the barbell in his chubby hands with an overhand grip. He hoisted it high and began doing bench presses with it, letting out a grunt from the exertion, and later a manly moan from the pleasure of growth as his pecs suddenly started growing in little jolts with each rep. As his pecs steadily grew larger, the fur on them faded from dark purple toward a stony gray, then turned slightly brown, ending on a sandy brown once his pecs had somehow tripled in size from only a 25 rep bench press. This was capped off with a big plume of sandy brown manly chest floof erupting out of the cleavage of his extra massive pecs. Chimeweyam seemed to not yet notice this absurd muscle growth, instead fluidly switching to an underhand grip for bicep curls without losing focus on his workout. He stood up and started doing bicep curls, causing his bulging biceps to steadily grow much bigger, and the fur on them to fade to a stony gray, which then stayed as the new color of his massive biceps. His massive pecs slightly got in the way of the bar during the bicep curls, but not enough for him to really notice that something unusual had happened to them. Once he finished a set of 25 reps of bicep curls, he turned around and set down the barbell on the bench's rack, then flexed his newly grown biceps and pecs to admire them. At this point, he finally started realizing that something was odd with the amount his muscles had grown, and the extra changes that had happened atop them. He examined them more carefully while continuing to excitedly flex them. Meanwhile, his musclegut was slowly and steadily growing forward, jutting out farther in front of him as it grew bigger. This growth indicates that his core is getting an intense workout too, and it is, in the form of the extra effort it takes to structurally support and pump enough energy through his extra massive pecs and biceps. He would soon need a lot more energy inserted into him from somewhere to maintain that, but that will come in due time. For now, he can take time enjoying the new developments of his body. To go with this growth of his musclegut, the fur on the front of it turned sandy brown, while the fur on the sides and back of it turned stony gray.

Chimeweyam wanted to finish this transformation off as fast as possible to see what he was becoming, and to get as big as it could make him, so he jogged over to a leg workout machine and started doing leg presses. Immediately, his legs started practically ballooning out with extra muscle, racing to grow into a size proportional to the absurdly massive beast the rest of him had become. Even his meaty paws had grown much larger, and for a few moments looked a little ridiculous with how much bigger they were compared to his legs. But as soon as his legs had grown massively beefy enough to match with those giant paws, dark brown metal boots that looked like Bull hooves appeared and slipped onto his paws, melding onto them. In parallel with that, forward-facing Bull horns grew out of his head, though they were made of some kind of clay brown sharp crystal rather than normal horn material. Fortunately, it seemed to be a particularly sturdy crystalline rock rather than a delicate sort of crystal. And his spikey dark brown hair turned dark gray with a blue twinge, except for the tips of it turning lavendar as the lavendar frosted tips all of the forms he TFs into have. (whether they be standard alternate forms, or temporary new ones like this one)

Then his tail shrunk into a tiny spike and turned granite gray.

Chimeweyam arduously disentangled himself from the leg workout machine, which he had now grown larger than, and then stood up…and promptly bonked his head on the ceiling due to being taller than the building he was in. A tad bit perplexed by this, he looked over at the mirror wall of the gym and examined his new form. He looked a lot like Terrakion now, though he lacked the arm and leg bracers that Terrakion normally wears. And he would have preferred to also have a helmet atop his head to match with his armor boots, so he could have a complete armor ensemble. As he stared somewhat grumpily at his incomplete transformation as shown in the mirror, his face grew forward and widened into a more boxy and bulky shape, completing the body aspect of his transformation into Terrakion, though the accessories were still lacking. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw several other macros (now puny compared to him despite being otherwise impressively massive and beefy) who had been also working out here, but were now gawking and blushing in admiration of him. Chimeweyam Terrakion flexed for his new adoring audience, in the limited degree that he could while cramped into a building only about two-thirds as tall as he now is.

But one of his beefy macro admirers here, a bodybuilder Drilbur, visually reminded Chimeweyam of a sidekick he has who frequently makes new armor for him to wear, especially helmets, and that sidekick could probably easily create Terrakion's armor for him to complete his transformation into Terrakion. However, he figured that his sidekick would never be comfortable hanging out in a place like this gym (due to being rather short), and he didn't want to make them uncomfortable, so he teleported out of the gym (which now looked almost like a desk next to him) before summoning them.

Kalvaring (affectionate fusion) story:

{Featuring my Fursona, Distrar, who is a cisgender voyik, and as such natively uses voyik* pronouns, so any time you see a word starting with voyik- in this story, it's a pronoun for Distrar. This avoids the confusion that would be caused by both characters being he/him in an inherently gay activity like kalvaring, which is part of why I stay committed to it.}

Chimeweyam-Terrakion summoned his intimate loyalty partner and cherished sidekick Distrar, a very beefy 4ft tall Mole with a musclegut build that is just as impressive proportion-wise as that of Chimeweyam. Distrar dabbles in all types of affection magic, but specializes in a type of affectionate fusion magic known as Kalvaring Chemeray, which emphasizes the outside fusion partner acting as living armor for the inside fusion partner, hence it also has several associated armor creation spells (and related kinks, hehe).

Chimeweyam-Terrakion explained the situation of wanting a fresh copy of his arm bracers, as well as wanting a helmet, and since Distrar was in a kinda rascally mood, voyik responded by saying “A little weird for my living armor to want to wear armor, but okay then!" and giggling. Terrakion sighed a bit at this. Distrar said “If you're up for a kalvaring session right now, I can more easily make your armor while we are fused, but I can also just-".

Chimeweyam-Terrakion grinned widely at the mention of kalvaring, and enthusiastically said “Let's do it!", cutting off the rest of Distrar's sentence. Though at his vast size it inevitably sounded more like a deep bellow than bouncy enthusiasm.

Distrar magically floated up and went into Terrakion's chest by phasing through his pec, then started growing into him from there. Distrar's pecs rapidly grew larger until they snugly fit inside Terrakion's pecs, while Distrar's musclegut grew downward and outward into his musclegut. Some of Distrar's chocolate brown fur grew through and out of Terrakion's body, giving him a chocolate brown treasure trail that accented his sandy brown belly fur and manly chest floof. Terrakion bounced his pecs and musclegut by flexing them, accentuating the feeling of erotic pressure from Distrar being stacked inside them, and let out a manly moan from the pleasure of that. Distrar's shoulders grew and rose up into Terrakion's shoulders, and when they stacked together it was like one mountain range growing up into another, though in this case it caused large enormous orange crystals to grow out of Terrakion, forming his crystal shoulder pauldrons. Then Distrar's head grew up into Terrakion's head, with voyikron neck growing thicker to match his very thick neck, and voyikron head growing outward and especially forward to match his head.

Meanwhile, Distrar's arms grew down into Terrakion's arms, then grew wider to snugly stack with them; Distrar's biceps bulging out into Terrakion's biceps and Distrar's forearm muscles bulging out into his forearms. Terrakion flexed his massively beefy arms, feeling their heft and the erotic pressure between them and Distrar's arms stacked inside them.

Finally, Distrar's legs grew down into Terrakion's legs, and then expanded to become snug with them. And Distrar's feet became a lot chubbier to fit properly inside Terrakion's hoof-feet.

Now more in sync with Terrakion's body after having indirectly TFed into him due to growing into him, Distrar's basic armor generation spells will naturally create the style of armor that Terrakion normally wears rather than the kind Distrar wears. Distrar casted the helmet generation spell, which generated Terrakion's clay brown spikey crown-like helmet atop his head, complete with the dark gray knight's emblem on its front. Then Distrar casted a gauntlet generation spell, which ended up generating Terrakion's sandy brown arm bracers and leg bracers upon his limbs.

Terrakion stretched and flexed, enjoying how the added heft and outward snug pressure from Distrar stacked inside affected the feeling of that, as well how the snug armor now adorning his body as it should be added a little bit of resistance to his movements, as if he was still working out (just in a somewhat lustier way now). But as he was actually done with his workout, and being changed by it, and even done with a post-workout cooldown and stretch, he joyously stomped away from the gym, causing many little earthquakes (fortunately harmless ones) with his vastly buff new size and heft. And Distrar just as joyously enjoyed being along for the ride in the fusional way that voyik is.

{Ende.}