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Mythica Market Written by Leo_Todrius Commissioned by Draegon1993

High above, the sun radiated its ever steady glow, warming the world below. It was another warm summer day, though not quite as unbearable as it had been the week prior. The asphalt was nearly warm enough to be gooey, the crickets set out a steady buzzing from the bushes, and the smell of juniper carried on the wind as the evergreen trees tried to cope with the heat. As much as people said they longed for summer, Joshua didn't see many out basking in it. Most people had fled to the ocean or retreated into air conditioning. No, he was the only one left to bake in the wonder that was summer... especially thanks to the bus system.

Joshua walked down the sidewalk, his short kept brown hair looking darker because of sweat. The collar of his t-shirt was a bit moist as well, though thankfully he had worn shorts. He had ridden the bus to the south part of town for a job interview that had gone rather badly, and when he finished the bus hadn't shown up for over an hour and a half. Stuck on the far side of town and with limited income already, he had decided to start walking.

At least the area was pretty, even if he was too hot. There were more hills and gullies than his part of town, a different type of trees. It was more upscale than felony flats for sure. Joshua passed a few restaurants that surely weren't considered fast food and he pondered how much different they might be if they were open, but it seemed even the late lunch rush wasn't worthy enough to be open for. Joshua shook his head and tried to blink away the stinging of the sweat as it hit his eyes.

A familiar sound caught his ears, the sound of rattling shopping carts. Joshua stopped and turned, looking over some hedges.. There was a medium sized parking lot with a grocery store behind it... A Mythica Market. As much as Joshua had intended to look at the store, his eyes were glued to the employee pushing the shopping carts. He seemed to be in his mid twenties, his brown hair tied back into a ponytail of dreadlocks. His ears were pierced with thick gold rings and a six inch tuft of brown goatee hung down from his chin, brushing his naked collar bone. The young man wore an yellow and white reflective safety vest but no shirt, and his shorts were almost scandalously short. Maybe his employer made allowances for the heat?

Joshua rounded the bushes almost by instinct, his own shorts getting a bit tight in the front. He swallowed a bit nervously as he came around the corner and stepped onto the cement. He hesitated at that too, though, feeling almost instantly better. He looked down at the parking lot, realizing it was a lot redder than the street. It wasn't coated in cheap slurry asphalt or low rock cement that trapped the heat. It was something far more expensive and it looked like it hadn't required repairs in a long time.

"Hey Man, you look drenched! You should go inside and cool off, totally air conditioned in there bro." The voice was friendly, and when Joshua looked up he was face to face with the cart runner. Joshua swallowed again, blushing a bit.

"Thanks, that's a good idea." Joshua said, though he was still standing there, looking at the well tanned Adonis before him. Joshua kept staring before he looked back up and put on a nervous smile, "Yeah, I'll do that, thanks... Uh, what's your name?" he asked. The cart runner cracked a wide grin.

"Name's Sam, but you better get in there and rehydrate. I think you might have been out in the heat too long bro." He said, clapping Joshua on the shoulder. Joshua lingered under the touch for a moment,, enjoying it while it lasted before he nodded and crossed the rest of the parking lot and made it tot he front of the store. He wasn't just trying to get a job so he could afford his own car or air conditioner, he wanted a job so he could move out of his parents' house, start living his own life, be the man he wanted to be.... with the men he wanted to be with.

Joshua's thoughts were interrupted yet again by a wave of cool air that rushed over him, smelling of exotic spices and fruits. The temperature difference alone was staggering. Joshua wandered through the threshold, his eyes drifting shut for a second. He made it in far enough that the automatic doors behind him shut and the cool air engulfed him, washing around him, embracing him. If anything it might have been too cold, but the hairs standing up on his exposed legs were a nice change to the heat. He opened his eyes again and looked around, feeling rather impressed.

It was like the organic store his parents had gone to once or twice when that had been the in-thing to do. Coolers ran around the three outer edges of the store, and aisles ran along the center with a cut out demonstration area near the center. There were only three check stands though for all that space. Joshua knew he didn't even have enough money for a taxi on him, but maybe he'd fin a beverage he could afford, something to rehydrate on the way home. As long as he bought something small, he couldn't be accused of loitering.

Joshua walked slowly through the market, looking around, finding his attention drawn more to the other shoppers and employees more than the products. He saw a most voluptuous woman working in the deli, her green dreadlocks worked into a tight up do. There was a gorgeous man working in the bakery with feathered dishwater blond hair and horn rimmed glasses, a feather dangling from one of his earrings. Joshua was starting to wonder if it was a prerequisite to be hot to work there...

The young man turned to look at the salads under the pretense of being interested in them. He legitimately got distracted by them though, seeing ingredients he'd never expected to see on a salad... Lemon zinger, coconut, carrot dressing, cardamom... They were beyond designer salads for sure. Joshua blinked a bit and continued walking, turning into the dairy section.

"Good afternoon. Would you care for a free sample?" The voice was deep, reverberating, like gravel and honey at the same time. Joshua turned, seeing at first nothing more than a black button up shirt stretched to all capacity by firm, thick pectoral muscles and doubtlessly a washboard set of abs. He lifted his head slowly, seeing that the body belonged to a dark skinned man with a smooth shaved head and amazing eyes.

"What is it?" Joshua asked, pulled toward the man almost as if he had his own gravity well. The man grinned brightly, glad someone was interested in hearing his pitch.

"It's an amazing protein drink to help build muscle, made from the best ingredients from Knossos. Refreshing, savory, and a far better texture. You won't get tired of it during your workout routine. Fortified, and ready to rehydrate, it'll refresh you mind and body." the man said.

"That sounds perfect." Joshua said, reaching for one of the little cups. He brought it up to his lips and tipped it back. It was thicker than he expected, slick but faintly gelatinous. While the texture was weird, like runny pudding, the flavor as it hit his tongue was exquisite. There were hints of fresh whole milk, but it was faintly salty too with an after tang of sweet that left you wanting more. Because it was a bit thick, there was something extra satisfying about swallowing, feeling it run down and coat his throat. But one swallow was all it took before it was gone. Joshua opened his eyes again and looked down at the cup forlornly. How could something so good be so short?

"H-how much is it?" He asked, knowing almost for certain that a whole bottle would be well beyond his price range.

"The gallon size is eight dollars, but the travel size here is just three." The man said. Joshua's eyes brightened. He had three twenty five, the price of a bus ticket home. If he was walking already, it would be a good idea to stay hydrated.

"You, my man, have a deal. That's a fantastic pitch." Joshua grinned, picking up one of the travel sizes, looking at the bottle. The salesman's grin slowly widened.

"Oh trust me, I know you're going to like it. You're going to look great with a bit more meat on your bones." he said. Joshua hesitated, looking back at the man. He wasn't sure he had heard correctly at first. Was the man coming on to him? Sure, it was a bit politically incorrect, but at the same time, no one had ever really approached him in that way.

"You think so? I'm not sure I've ever been able to put on much muscle." Joshua said.

"Oh before I found Knossos Milk, I was a bit scrawny too. Now I can't imagine life without it. Really helps keep all the systems running at peak efficiency. Makes work and play a lot more fun." He grinned.

"Oh trust me buddy, you already sold me on it." Joshua smirked, "Say, do you think this place might be hiring?" Joshua asked. The man considered before nodding.

"Yeah, I think we have one or two openings. You can check with Chris Discilla, he's our manager." the salesman replied. Joshua nodded slowly.

"I think I just might do that." he replied, feeling as if fate may have smiled brightly on him that day. Who knew missing a bus could have been such a good thing?

The walk home had been a lot more pleasant after the pit stop. Joshua had cooled down, he'd gotten something to drink, and he'd filled out a job application. Luckily he had everything on him already from his botched one. There was something about the Mythica Market that just put him at ease. All the people were so welcoming, so warm, and so hot. Joshua turned onto his own street and, after making sure no one was around, reached down to 'adjust himself' in his pants. He murmured a bit, feeling how hard his log was. He closed his eyes for a minute, imagining meeting Sam in the parking lot after a shift, their lips meeting, that goatee tickling his chin. Fuck, it'd be so hot to have a wild bro boyfriend. He wanted to let that guy's dreads loose, to run his fingers through them as they ground cock to cock. Joshua's eyes snapped back open as he felt his feet hit the curb edge. He'd nearly wandered into the road. He sighed a bit and focused back on getting home safely.

He jogged up the steps and unlocked the three locks on the door before he moved inside and re-secured the house. Their neighborhood wasn't the best, plus having that many locks slowed down his parents coming home so he would be sure to be done before there was any chance at an interruption. Joshua swung a left and moved into his small room, shutting the door behind him. He looked back at the bottle in his hand. He'd consumed about a quarter of it, he'd been trying to pace himself, but now he was home and it was getting a bit warm. He wasn't sure how well it kept without a refrigerator, but it was probably just best to chug it.

Joshua popped the lid off and tipped it back, letting the creamy, salty protein slush was over his tongue. He took a gulp, then another, then another. It was so thick and satisfying, like he was getting it straight from the cow. As he chugged it down, his erection went into full force, standing bolt outright from his groin. His nipples tightened, his heart raced ad Joshua felt a surge of adrenaline, he felt so alive. A little dripped down, landing on his shirt, but he didn't care. He drained every last drop he could from the bottle before he set it on his nightstand, taking a gasp for breath... and then he let out a whoop of pleasure.

"Fuck..." Joshua whispered, looking back down at the tent in his shorts. He shrugged a bit, wondering what he had to lose. He'd applied for a job, two technically, and he deserved a good cool down after his long walk. With little effort, his shorts and boxers fell to the floor and his hand was wrapping around his shaft. He started slow, working his meet back and forth, but he was so rock hard that it was hard not to pick up the pace. He remembered the hand on his shoulder and imagined grabbing the cart boy and pulling him into a hot embrace.

He remembered how beefy the salesman was, talking about how hot he'd be with muscles. Sure, he hadn't said it exactly like that, but it was close enough. Joshua moaned, his lips curling. He panted and grunted, and his cock seemed to get harder and harder in his hand.... and there was so much to work with. Joshua's cheeks got bright red as he shuddered, but while his hand had been used to nudging the base of the head of his cock, soon all it felt was shaft. Joshua opened one eye and looked down, but the sight was so strange that he soon opened the other.

His cock was longer than it had ever been before, by at least two inches. He looked at t in shock, dumbfounded, unmoving... but then his erection started to ache from being ignored. He grunted and started to thrust his hand again, this time wrapping his other hand around the meat just ahead of his first. He gasped and threw his head back, pumping with both fists. His ass tightened as he thrust his hips forward, jerking off standing up. His cock throbbed, apparently pleased by the attention, and it started to grow again. His hands were slowly pried apart as the shaft grew wider and thicker, but it was pushing out longer again as well. The head of his shaft was getting stretched by all the girth, getting blunter and flatter.

"FUICK! What was in that shit?!" Joshua moaned. Not even two hands were enough to explore all of that man meat, and the testosterone was getting to his head. Joshua stumbled forward across his room, nearly slamming into the dresser. He looked up, seeing how much his arms were flexing to jerk off. His biceps and triceps were tight... and they were getting tighter. The sleeves on his shirt were stretched tot heir limit as his arms thickened, and then he felt the burning, tingling in his chest. His flat, featureless torso was defining, bulking out. His nipples hung lower as his pecs rounded, nearly looking like they were inflating. The shirt even rose up on his stomach, exposing what had once been flat was now looking more like a washboard.

"This can't be happening, this can't be real... Please be real, oh my god!" Joshua moaned, his voice getting a little deeper. His neck was even tight, the muscles along the side slowly thickening, tapering outward toward his shoulders. The collar of his shirt, weakened by moisture from the walk, was unable to put up a resistance much longer. There was the sound of popping threads, of seams bursting, and then the shirt tore outright. It slunk in tatters as the sleeves popped too, falling to the floor. The muscled behemoth beneath was released.

"SHIIIT!" Joshua cursed, looking at himself. His eyes rolled into the back of his head and he shuddered, feeling a muscle spasm rip through him from brain to cock before a thick gelatinous blob of semen shot out, hitting the wall. Joshua cursed again in shock, but it felt too good to stop. His toes were tight and numb, making it hard to adjust his stance, but he kept going. The air in his room smelled a hell of a lot muskier after his first cum, and that musk was divine. He worked to bring his mammoth cock upwards, aiming it toward the ceiling before he groaned again. Once more he shot a wad of semen high into the air, and he stumbled forward and let it fall into his mouth. The flavor blossomed across his tongue... It was milky, salty, but with a hint of sweet.

Joshua knew he must have had heat stroke on the way home. There was no other explanation. He was slipped something, or he had heat stroke, or he was in a coma... But there was no reason not to enjoy the dream. He craned his head down and with some effort wrapped his mouth around the blunt, flat end of his gigantic cock. His tongue played with the urethra, his lips wriggled around the edges of the unusual anatomy, and one hand let go of the shaft to tease his plump, fat nipple on his thick pecs. It was enough to send him over the edge and soon his cock was jetting forth a fountain of slick, pudding like cum. Joshua gulped and gulped, chugging it, swallowing it, savoring it.

His jaw throbbed, slowly pushing forward around his cock, stretching his upper mouth along with it. His teeth blunted, flattening as they were coated in the spooge. His nose widened out across his extending face. The only discomfort came from how tight his muscles were in that position, and a pressure building in his head. It got stronger and stronger until he couldn't stand it anymore. He threw his head back and let out a strange mournful call that sounded like a moo when the pressure finally released. The tight skin on his temples burst as bone emerged, coming out in two points... and as the bone extruded from his skull, it felt almost like he was getting two more erections. A drunk, pleasured expression crossed Joshua's face.

He reached up with one hand to stroke the horn emerging from his right temple, feeling how big and thick it was. He pulled on it, trying to encourage it to grow. As it pushed out more and more, his cock began to spray cum again. He locked his lips tight around it, not wanting to waste a drop. His face continued to morph, stretching around the shaft in a muzzle as his tongue got wide, flat, and very strong. His ears distended from his head, taking on teardrop shapes, and the light brown stubble that had covered his cheeks began to spread out across his jaw line, around his eyes, and across his nose. Tiny wisps of hair emerged from his chest, under his arms, and across his shoulder blades. It covered his muscled, broad chest and wrapped around his widening hips. His muscled, pert ass cheeks had bloated outward into orbs worthy of being carved in marble and his tailbone, no longer restrained by underwear, had stretched outward, gaining new bones, ligaments and tendons. It took on a whip like ending with bristled black hair, though softer brown fuzz covered the rest.

Joshua let out a deep moo around his huge bloated cock as his balls sagged lower, the balls inside swelling and growing. At first they were the size of kiwis, but they developed and filled, grew and evolved. His sack was big enough to hold two oranges, then two grapefruits. It was only fitting given the enormous member he now sported. Joshua's shoes stretched, the leather groaning and shuddering before the seams burst and the fabric fell away, releasing two powerful hooves. Without confinement, they stretched wider and thicker until they were as big as dinner plates, enough to support his huge frame.

Joshua let out another moo of pleasure, though as he lifted his head, he felt his horns catch in the ceiling, scraping through the plaster. He paused at that, looking back down. He had to be almost nine feet tall now... and that too was a turn on. He howled out in pleasure as he came again, sending out a shower of cum across his bed. His shaft spewed until the muscles quivered and nothing else came out. He had milked himself dry... but gods did it feel good.That thought stuck in Joshua's mind for a moment. Gods? Why had he thought that? Then it all hit him... Mythica market, mythical. Knossos, like the ancient place in legend... All of it connected back tot hat place.

The sun had set, the sky filling with deep dark violet shades. Only the horizon still burned with the light of summer, a ring of salmon. The street lights had come on and the crickets still chirped away with their song. The asphalt that had soaked in the heat was slowly letting it go. Once more the carts of the Mythica market rattled as they were shoved in through the half height door that led into the building, making sure customers had easy access.

Sam turned, almost dancing across the cement as he listened to music in his headphones, pretending to play air guitar. He mouthed the lyrics and walked with his eyes shut until he bumped into something massive and unmoving. He opened his eyes and his jaw dropped. Standing before him was a seven foot tall man with shaggy, unruly brown hair and the muscles of a world famous body builder. He had on painfully tight shorts, but nothing else. As Sam looked at him, though, he could see through the veil the real world forced on him and the minotaur beneath was revealed.

"You suggested I go inside... May I thank you for that?" Joshua asked. Sam grinned at that.

"You were that hot little dude? Well, hot in more than one way..." Sam grinned. As Joshua looked down at the cart runner, it seemed that his body changed as well. His shorts disappeared, replaced with wooly brown furry legs that bent the wrong direction, ending in hooves. The headphones the cart runner wore were tucked into elfin ears with points, and his deadlocks were pulled back between curled ram horns.

"Joshua leaned down and grabbed Sam's head, tipping it upward as they kissed. His huge cow tongue plunged into Sam's mouth and the satyr sucked on it like a pro, letting it work around his mouth and across his teeth, nearly taking it into his throat. Joshua shuddered at that, breaking the kiss.

"Well, looks like he got the job after all." A woman's voice came from near the front of the shop. Joshua looked up to see a gorgon woman by the front door of the market, standing next to a man with a falcon head and another, darker minotaur. The other minotaur groaned.

"Sure, he goes for the satyr... Everyone loves a satyr." he sighed.

"Well, maybe you'll find a partner sometime." The falcon man said, patting him on the shoulder. Sam chuckled.

"But not this time big beef! This satyr's going to ride that monster to pound town!" He said before he jumped. Joshua was surprised but caught the satyr as he wrapped his wooly legs around his waist and wriggled down. Joshua groaned at that and started kissing Sam again. The woman chuckled and patted her co-workers.

"Break's over, lets et back to work." she muttered, leaving the other two in the parking lot to get more acquainted.

Summer had given way to fall, the evergreens as lush as always, but the few deciduous trees around the property turning gold and ruby tones as the leaves fell and drifted away. The back of the Mythica market was nothing too fancy to look at. It was surrounded by thick trees and hedges, affording a little bit of privacy. Steaming hot breaths shot through Joshua's minotaur nostrils as he panted, sliding his huge, hot, hard shaft deep between Sam's wooly cheeks. It was amazing how much the satyr could take, and the satyr loved taking it. He bleated as Joshua fucked him hard and deep. The minotaur was huge, though the stainless steel of the HVAC on the side of the building showed a different reflection, a human with unruly brown hair, a short brown beard and a thick nose ring. Sam moaned out louder as his satyr cock unleashed volley after volley of cum in ivory ropes across the ground.

"FUCK! I'm going to be so stuffed we won't need dinner tonight." Sam moaned.

"Oh I'm still gonna eat, we can try that new Thai place babe." Joshua grinned, moaning as he rutted and ground against his lover.

"Fuck... Fuck, oh yeah, that place......" Sam nodded, panting and sweating hard. Joshua grunted louder and louder until he threw his head back and let out a deep moo, cumming deep into Sam. Sam gasped and froze, breathing slowly and deeply, feeling the hot cum fill him up. His fingers curled and uncurled.

"I'm so happy we met." Sam whispered. Joshua panted happily.

"I'm so happy we could move in together." Joshua said.

"No chance I could let this bull get away." Sam smiled.

"Well, we both work here together... It's just good they let us share lunch breaks." Joshua moaned.

"Yeah, we just gotta be really sure to wash up well." Sam said, "Icarus is a damned strict health inspector." Sam said.

"Cautionary tales abound." Joshua murmured, leaning down to nibble on one of Sam's horns. Sam moaned at that and came a little more, basking in his lover's embrace.