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Fenris' mind was assaulted by a loud and constant buzzing. All of his senses were in a state of pure haziness; his vision was blurry, his hearing was muffled and his nose was unable to pick up any recognizable scent. Discomfort and distress were settling in, along with a nausea unlike any other before. It was a hellish experience for the wolf, who was starting to wonder if he had an accident and died. He couldn't even remember what he was doing until this maelstrom of confusion assaulted him. Was he sleeping? Was he at work? Was he reading a book while sipping tea? He had genuinely no answer to these questions.

Fenris abruptly awoke, in sweat, breathing heavily and heart racing. The nightmare was finally over. Or so he thought. His senses were back to normal and the nausea had faded, though there was still something that felt off. Waking up suggested that he was sleeping, but he was not in his bed, he was lying upon a rectangular shaped stone. He rose in a sitting position and scanned around him. Above him laid roofing held by large pillars that reminded him of ancient Greece. The place looked like an open air temple, and all around him for as far as the eye could see, trees and a forest. Above the canopy of the forest was the night sky, with faint stars and a gigantic crescent moon pointing downwards that shone a gentle light upon the mystical place. Among the celestial bodies also lied the Earth, which looked about as large as the moon. Torches were lined up in a perfect circle all around the altar-like structure upon which he lied. The whole sight was otherworldly; he rubbed his eyes in disbelief as if to see if his eyes were playing a trick on him.

It was however all real. He looked once more around him to see if he could find any hint as to what this place was. He almost jumped out of his skin – and off of his rocky bed – when his eyes fell upon a white flame that was next to him. It emanated a radiance like none he had ever seen, which made him wonder now more than ever if he really had passed away. The ethereal fire crackled gently, and Fenris felt like it was staring at him intently.

“Welcome, worthy one" echoed a thousand of voices directly in Fenris' head, which caused the wolf to cover both ears with his hands to try to muffle the loud strange chorus.

“Wh-what's happening?" muttered the canine man. He knew he should have been terrified, but a mysterious force that was beyond his understanding helped him stay serene and calm.

“Worry not, worthy one, we mean no harm to you." spoke the voices once more.

The voices were slightly quieter, as if they had seen the discomfort that it had caused to the wolf, and seemingly came right from the white flame instead of echoing from the whole place.

“Who are you?" asked Fenris with a shaky voice.

“We do not have much time, worthy one. Our existence cannot be explained by your understanding of the world's subtle intricacies, therefore we ask of you to accept our unfathomable nature. Know that for an eternity we have been looking for a worthy soul like you. One with pureness of heart, but yet with a twisted mind prone to craving for carnal desires. Perhaps by the will of destiny, or perhaps by a stroke of luck, you perceived our call and were able to answer it, thus why we have summoned you here."

Fenris was completely unable to think straight. Everything was too clear to be a dream – or a nightmare – but the situation was utterly unbelievable. “I'm... I'm sorry, what? Where are we, what do you want from me, why me, and... how?" said Fenris.

“Everything needed will be answered in due time, although most of the answers you seek are irrelevant to the matter at hand."

“How are my questions irrelevant?" asked the with a long sigh. “You said I answered your call, I don't remember doing anything related to a white fire... spirit... thingy that talks with many voices and refers to itself with a 'we'."

“We sent a subtle call to you. A faint signal; we believe you earthlings call this an advertisement."

“I'm sorry, what?"

“While you were indulging in some carnal activities by yourself, we sent you a call; perhaps your memory will be refreshed if we mention Gifts?"

“Gifts? What are you-“ began Fenris, whose mind suddenly clicked. “Oh. Wait. This ad about not being gifted enough was you? Were you spying on me when I was doing... THAT?"

“We were merely observing you. As we said before, we-"

“Wait a minute." interrupted Fenris, who was starting to lose his cool as the whole situation was completely beyond his grasp, “I can't even masturbate in peace because some unfathomable entity is watching me?"

“We do not understand why you are so flustered, you earthlings believe in the existence of divine beings that will judge you, while we do not judge you. We merely observed and scanned your soul to see if-“

“So you even saw what kind of stuff I do my business to?!" cried Fenris. “I'm doomed. If hell exists, I bet I won't even be accepted here..."

“Fenris." spoke the supernatural entity.

The wolf shivered upon hearing the entity say his name; he pondered asking them how they knew it, but reconsidered as they probably knew everything there was to know about him. “Y-yes?" he answered shyly.

“We will now explain everything you need to know about Gifts, should you accept to bear this privilege and burden."

So very little made sense to the wolf that he looked at the white flame and sighed “I'm not..." he said, looking away to avoid the piercing gaze of the supernatural entity, “I'm not really sure I want to... do whatever you said..."

After a short silence, the voices echoed once more, with sorrowful tones “Does this mean that your answering to our call was unintentional?"

“No, not at all! I mean, who wouldn't dream to have a bigger... you know what I mean. But this is all just so sudden, and this is just plain weird! We're in a sort of temple in space, and you're a talking flame, and you seem to know everything about me, and nothing really makes sense even if this were a dream! I don't know what to think about all of this, miss... or mister unfathomable entity."

“You are an amusing earthling. Your hesitation is but one proof among many of your soul's purity, Fenris, and this quality of yours is precisely the reason why we have chosen you. If you wish to accept us, we will grant your wish of 'having a bigger penis' if this is what you truly desire."

Blushing, Fenris looked away. Sure, the prospect of becoming bigger was interesting, but he was definitely sceptical about the situation, not to mention that what he was living at this very moment felt like it was a dream. He sighed, and said “I'll at least hear you out?"

“Very well. What we offer to you is the power of the Gifts. You will be granted the all powerful Gift of Omnipotence. With this, you will be able to borrow the power of any other Gift for a limited time."

“I'm sorry, but I have no idea what you mean. What is a gift?"

“We will show you an example in due time, though we must first explain you about the rules of the Gifts. As the Bearer of the Gift of Omnipotence, you will become the master of all Gifts. There can only be one Bearer for a particular Gift, thus preventing any two people to have the same Gift. There exists no two Gifts that are alike; they may look similar, however they cannot be identical to each other. When a Bearer engages in carnal activities with one or multiple persons, they may offer a new Gift to each of his partners, allowing all of the involved ones to become Bearers and indulge in the enhanced pleasure that Gifts provide. The golden rule is that consent must be given and that the person who is to receive a Gift must know about their existence and their implications."

“So... if I have consensual sex with others, I can have a bigger... you-know-what?"

“That is almost correct. The Gift of Omnipotence is pointless by itself. Its power is to temporarily allow its Bearer to borrow the power of other Gifts. If your goal is to have a bigger penis, you can borrow a Gift that enhances genital size."

“Okay. That's still a bit obscure, but... okay. Also, you said that I may offer a gift to my partners, does that mean that I can choose not to do that? By that, I mean that I may not want to always give gifts to others, even though it's not like I have many partners anyways..."

“It is possible. There are several implications to the golden rule of Gifts. If you ever decide to engage in non-consensual activities while using the Gift, you will lose the Gift and all of its benefits. If the partner isn't aware of the consequences of becoming a Bearer, the partner cannot receive a Gift."

“So..." said Fenris, who was trying to understand it all “consent, explain everything, and I don't have to use it or share a gift if I don't want to. Is that right?"

“That is correct."

“If there's no other rule or downside, I guess I'm in? It doesn't seem too bad."

“Very well. This decision pleases us, Fenris, Bearer of the Gift of Omnipotence."

“Ah, wait, can you give me an example of a Gift, maybe?"

“Patience. We must first conduct the ritual. To accept the blessing of the Gift of Omnipotence, you have to read the spell inscribed on the first page of this book." said the white flame.

A book suddenly appeared out of thin air right in front of Fenris. It hovered for a couple seconds until the wolf grabbed it by its sides. It was fairly heavy, thick and as big as his whole torso. The cover read “Book of Gifts" written in a beautiful calligraphy. Fenris put the tome down on the altar, lifted the cover and cleared his throat before he read aloud. “Words hold power, a power that no one knows about anymore in this era. A power greater than anything, immensely vast and utterly unfathomable. Power great enough to bring catastrophic disasters or eternal prosperity. Forgotten spells, true names, incantations; magic had been reduced to the mere product of some fools' imagination in the form of legends, or incorporated as some folklore traditions, and was thus seemingly lost forever. Concealed in a book hidden in an otherworldly place far away from unworthy eyes, lies an ancient spell, waiting for its rightful owner. I shall bear the curse of the Gifts," said the wolf in a solemn tone. Wind rose around the altar, making the flames of the torches flutter around and the foliage of the nearby trees rustle. “I accept to become the Master of the Gifts, and will bear this responsibility with great pride and great shame. I will curse and bless the worthy with the power of the Gifts to share that which is my privilege and my burden. I am the new Master of the Gifts, and I vow to use this power wisely. I shall now be known as Fenris Hrod-“ said the wolf, interrupting himself. He was left mouth agape as he looked at the name written in the book. It was his. He was surprised, though the strangeness of the situation didn't compare to the white flame who promised him an incredible power that had little to no downside; and thus resumed the reading, “Fenris Hrodvitnir, the Master of all Gifts and bearer of the Gift of Omnipotence."

As soon as these words were spoken, the winds circled all around the wolf, who was fascinated by the scene unravelling before his eyes. Voices of joy were echoing all around him and the flame dissolved into the winds that were blowing all around the mystical temple. Fascinated by the fiery white typhoon, Fenris looked up and around, in complete wonder at the magical phenomenon. As quickly as it had begun, the gentle cyclone calmed down; the air currents settled and the place was back to its calm and almost silent state.

“So, uh..." began Fenris, who was a bit disappointed at the show being over. Looking to where the white flame used to be, he realized that it had disappeared and that its chorus of voices was now completely silent. After looking all over the place without seeing any trace of the mystical being, the wolf frowned and groaned “so... what now? Am I going to wake up?"

A small breeze blew from the forest up to Fenris' ear, bringing a faint voice that was becoming quieter as words echoed in his mind “read a Gift's name aloud, Fenris. We are counting on you to make wise use of it..." it said before becoming so quiet that it was permanently silenced. The cold breeze was directed to the book and made several dozen pages turn by themselves.

Fenris, puzzled by the show, looked at the book and saw that it was open on a page upon which 'List of known Gifts' was written. Incredulous, the wolf put his handpaw down on the page and touched it. He brought his finger to the side of the page and slipped it behind. Never had he felt so nervous and excited at the same time, if what the mystical being said was true, he'd be in for an amazing time. After flipping the page, Fenris immediately read what was inscribed on the first Gift's description. It was exactly as he was told by the white flame spirit.

On top of the left page was the name of the Gift, Omnipotence, and directly underneath it was a beautiful illustration made with ink that showed one guy hovering over a hundred flames that looked like the one that taught Fenris about the Gifts. One of the little fires was being absorbed in the guy's hand while another flame was seemingly forming from his other hand. After admiring the picture for a while, the wolf turned his attention to the text that was on the right page that explained exactly what the Gift was. There was a summary at the top and a long text that Fenris didn't bother reading, he only skimmed through the short version, “The Bearer of the Gift of Omnipotence may borrow the power of any other Gift by speaking aloud its name. They may borrow any Gift regardless of whether it already has a Bearer or not. There is no time limit or time restriction as to when and how long a Gift can be borrowed, though as soon as a new Gift is picked, the current one will disappear, thus preventing to use its power any longer. The effects of any used Gifts will however persist for a while after switching to another power." he said. After processing this for a few seconds, he said excitedly “that seems to be very convenient! I can't wait to see what those powers are like!"

Tail wagging, Fenris flipped a bunch of pages to get find the first Gift that he'd borrow. He excitedly read it aloud “Gift of Wild Were-Kinship". The illustration showed a small man showered by the light of three moons of different phases – one full moon and two crescents – that stood side by side on the sky. The man had an immense and monstrous shadow surrounding him, as if he was bathing in the light of the moon and absorbed their power. Excited to read about what the Gift truly was, he went to the short summary and skimmed through it while mumbling what he read “The Bearer of the Gift of Wild Were-Kinship will react to the moon. Basking in the light from the celestial body will trigger a transformation that will make the bearer become bigger and more savage for as long as the night star lies in the sky. The strength of this Gift is tied to which phase of the moon it is, the closer to a full moon, the stronger it is, with the exception of blood moons that are the optimal conditions for this Gift." Immediately, the wolf looked up at the sky and saw the full moon - he could have sworn it was a crescent moon earlier - shine upon the place.

Leaving the book behind him on the altar, grinning, Fenris went out in the open and looked up at the gigantic celestial body shining in the sky. As soon as he stepped into the strangely warm moonlight, he felt a tingle in his whole body, and was compelled to fully bathe in the rays. His eyes were drawn to the majestic white disk that hung in the sky in its full round shape. As he basked in the warming light, he felt a strong attraction to the moon, one like he had never felt before. His breathing deepened. His heart rate accelerated. He fell on his knees as he revelled in the warming sensation while gazing at the majestic celestial body. Energy rushed through him, invading his whole body and soul, circulating in his veins, in his nerves, in every cell of his body. He let his tongue loll out of his mouth and began panting heavily because of the intense heat rocking through his body. Clothes were getting tighter around him, his fangs became sharper ever so slightly and his claws elongated. Every single one of his muscles was swelling every time he inhaled air, without shrinking back down when he exhaled. His fur grew longer and messier, especially around his neck where it started becoming a thick mane. The buttons of his shirt began popping one after the other as the poor fabric was unable to contain the beast underneath. The wolf's previously flat torso was freed as the last button of the shirt snapped, revealing a large muscular chest and a wide eight pack. The increased body hair had reached to his pectorals, covering half of them with a fluffier and more voluminous fur which also formed a thick treasure trail that went all the way up to his top row of abdominals. The belt he wore, which had been under great pressure around his growing body, gave out a loud creaking and snapped. Even with his belt gone, his pants stayed plastered to his growing bottom half, though not for long as they were next: they tore around the growing wolf's broadening hips, his enlarging thighs and his expanding calves. His tail grew longer, hairier and looked a lot thicker than it was before. His eyes recoloured from dark brown to bright yellow that strongly reflected the shine of the moon. A feral instinct awoke in him, and as his clothes were ripping further around his growing frame, he took a deep inhalation and unleashed a howl aimed at the moon. The final piece of cloth that was covering him, his underwear, snapped, freeing a plump sheath from which the tip of the lupine cock were already poking out, and two hefty balls that fell down and dangled between his thighs, all of which were covered in excessively fluffy fur.

As soon as Fenris' howl was over, he took a moment to breathe heavily. With the transformation over, he had gone from five and a half feet tall and scrawny all the way to seven feet tall, muscular and brimming with fur. He used to look like some tame house dog, he was now a wild beast. He brought his hands in front of his head to take a good look at them, they were thick and broad, and his claws became sharp enough to tear bark off of trees, whereas he would have hurt himself if he tried that before his transformation. He ran his tongue against his teeth to get a feeling on how they had changed, they too got an upgrade that made him look like a monstrous wolf. He brought his hands against his chest to explore it, feeling his ample pectorals and marvelling at how strong they had become before he ran his hands further down, making his fingers travel all over his defined eight pack he now sported and in the small valleys between them. Before this transformation had happened, he had been dubious about the whole experience, though now he couldn't not believe in it anymore; the Gifts were real. And they were utterly amazing, or at least the one he chose first was. He looked down at how large he had become when his eyes fell upon his large sheath and growing erection. The bright red rocket was growing past five inches long, which was already bigger than when he was fully hard before this transformation. Fascinated by the sheer size of his tool, he brought one hand to touch his sheath, as if he didn't believe that this large appendage was his, and whined from the pleasure this single contact gave him. The wild beast ran his other hand further down and began caressing his large ballsack, grabbing one of the two grapefruit-sized nuts to start massaging it. He was losing himself to lust and wrapped his hand around his growing erection to start working on it. Running his hand up and down his cock while massaging one of his large orbs made him grunt and growl in pleasure. The drops of pre that were leaking from his tip were slowly becoming a constant stream of the transparent liquid. Running his finger all over the tip of his shaft to spread the liquid all over the large cock was sending shivers through his body. Every now and then, he let go of the ball he was holding to grab the other one, to thoroughly massage both of them. In no time at all, his sheath began bulging with the large knot inside and he could feel his orgasm approach. He accelerated the rhythm of his hand's up and down motions on his throbbing spire, making it spurt large drops of pre. Lost in pleasure, he began bucking his hips to thrust his cock in his own hands until he felt his knot slip out of his sheath. As soon as it had exited the fluffy tube, the monstrous wolf let go of his balls to bring the free hand to grab the large bulb of flesh and squeeze it. His shaft was at its full glory of a whole foot in length and was four inches wide, which was three times as large as he was before the crazy transformation. The knot was huge, it was as large as a cantaloupe, and running his fingers all around it felt amazing. As he was on the brink of orgasm, he inhaled deeply, filling his lungs with as much air as he could. And then, he released everything. He let go of his cock, balled his hands into fists and let out a guttural deep howl that echoed through the clearing as his cock began pumping cum, shooting ropes of if several feet high and several feet away from him. The arcs of his creamy load splattered down on the grass in front of him . His howl soon came to a close, but his orgasm was still going strong and so, he brought his hands to his balls to squeeze them, while also pushing his cock against his abs in the process. Rope after rope of seed was fired all over his chest and his chin as the intense bliss was completely mind-boggling to Fenris. After a couple more shots, his orgasm slowly weakened in intensity, he brought his hand to the tip of his dick to grab the weak spurts of cum and bring them to his mouth to have a taste of it. After several laps of the creamy fluid, his fleshy spire had finally stopped firing cum. The wolf stood there on his knees, panting deeply as he tried to recover from the intensity of this orgasm he had just experienced.

But then, Fenris thought about what had just happened to him. A few minutes prior, he had read about the gift of were-whatnot, and the exact thing that it described had happened to him. The moon had shone upon him, and that made him transform into a wild beast. He stood up on shaky legs and stepped back towards the altar, entering and going straight towards the book, not caring at all for the fact that cum was dripping all over the floor from his matted fur and from his still hard cock. While being careful about not staining the grimoire with his seed, he flipped a few pages and skimmed over their contents, looking for another gift that would be easy to test his theory upon. He found one that seemed interesting, and so he spoke aloud “Gift of-“ but immediately interrupted himself as he was not used to have a voice that deep. He grinned wide, satisfied with how powerful it sounded now, and continued “Pressure Accumulation." He felt the same weird sensation as when he read the other gift from earlier invade his chest, while he skimmed through the description and mumbled “bearer… strongly react to pleasure, growing genitals... closer to climax, more potent the Gift... longer on edge, larger they grow."

The sex-crazed wolf then dashed out of the open temple and sat with his back against one of its supporting columns. It was a necessary measure because of the nature of the Gift he had just picked. His shaft was throbbing weakly against his abdominals, still completely hard. Fenris brought a hand to his cock and ran his finger all the way from the base of the knot to the tip. The fleshy spire twitched, but nothing else happened. The beast then brought his hands to his balls and scooped one in each to start massaging them. He gently pressed his fingertips into them, he ran his fingers in circles around them, he slightly squeezed them; he did everything he could to stimulate them. A weird sensation ran through his whole body, and he could feel like he was ready to blow another load. There was however still nothing that happened, so he moved his hands from his balls to his cock once again, massaging his knot with one hand while rocking up and down the shaft with the other one. As soon as he began massaging his fleshy spire, he felt his orgasm approach quickly. His cock began throbbing powerfully as he was getting closer to release, and with every one of those strong twitches, he felt his hands spread around his shaft. He completely stopped moving his hands around it and looked down at it. Every time a pulse ran through it, is swelled an inch in length and a fraction of an inch in width and in knot girth. The magnitude of the growth slowly got less intense as he felt the previously-imminent climax slowly go away. He ran his hand up until his tip, which almost brought him to the peak of pleasure, but thankfully not quite there yet. He held back his orgasm and watched as a powerful throb made his shaft lengthen three inches at once and shoot a sizeable string of pre all over his already matted chest. Not wanting to orgasm just yet, he let go of his cock to bring his hands to his balls to start playing with them, and was immensely surprised when he felt the touch of his fingers on his balls. Each of those orbs was sloshing with cum and was already twice as big as they were a few moments ago, forcing the wolf to use both hands to massage one of them instead of work on both of them with one hand each. He was mesmerized by the show of his shaft gaining a few inches every couple seconds, he was so very close to orgasm and yet he was holding back from releasing it yet. The extremely pleasurable sensation of the growth that came from being on the edge of orgasm was driving him nuts. By that point, his cock had reached two and a half feet in length, which meant that the tip of the shaft was level with his lips. Overwhelmed by the sensations going through his body and driven by the curiosity of how his own cock felt and tasted, Fenris opened his mouth wide, leaned forward and took the whole tip in his mouth. The sensations of his tongue running against his glans, along with the delicious taste of the salty pre escaping the slit were addictive. A powerful throb rocked through his shaft, making it grow another inch before the flood of cum started. The blasts were so powerful that they went straight to his throat and shot down into his gullet. Some of the waves flowed inside his maw, filling it and making his cheeks bulge slightly from the overflow before leaking through the gap between his lips. He was desperate to drink the incredible output of cum and gagged trying to swallow it all. An immense flow went down through his throat and fell into his swelling stomach. His mouth couldn't contain the sheer amount of seed that he was pumped into it and the flow was too great to go down his throat, causing cum to backflow through his lips and leak all over his front side, coating his pectorals, his still growing tummy, cock, sheath, balls and hands. Under him, a small puddle of the sticky fluid began pooling because of how much semen was flowing down to the forest floor. Eventually, Fenris' belly became so inflated with seed that it pushed his cock away, resulting in a loud pop as the shaft was freed while firing another large wave that flew up high in the air. The accumulation of seed that was trapped in his maw was released and fell on his pectorals, drenching the slabs of muscles with even more of the hot sticky fluid. His shaft continued pumping seed for a few solid shots before those finally weakened into spurts of cum. His cock never really stopped leaking cum at this point, and even though the flow was very small, a single one of the globs that escaped the tip was more than what one of his full orgasms could have produced back when he was still small and scrawny.

Panting and leaking cum from his maw, Fenris took a few seconds to recover from the intensity of this orgasm. He couldn't believe that he had a cock big enough to reach almost to his nose, and he couldn't really believe just how much cum it had fired with this orgasm. While he still hadn't ruled out the possibility of this being a dream, he desperately hoped it was real. He huffed loudly and stood up. It felt awkward to walk around with his nuts being as large as watermelons and with a cock that slapped into his pectorals with every step he took, but he didn't care. He wanted more. He immediately headed back to the altar and went straight to the book to flip through some more pages. Not even caring about drenching it with his cum anymore, he flipped the pages and went through their contents. All of them seemed like they would be amazing to test out, and so, he read them one after the other.

“Gift of Volatile Gender!" he growled. His pectorals grew rounder and firmer, gaining volume and starting to hang down like ripe fruits. They continued swelling and becoming more endowed until they were large g-cup breasts. He wasn't sure what had happened there, but he didn't mind the new addition and began fondling his new boobs with his hands, surprised at how pleasurable it felt. He toyed a bit with the hard nipples, making them grow slightly harder. He let go one of his breasts to bring his now free hand to the book in an attempt to look for another gift to test out, while fondling his boob with the other hand.

“Gift of Thorough Assimilation!" he groaned. His belly grumbled and it started shrinking as it digested the cum held within. He could feel a burning heat reach all over his body, and saw the book get further away as he grew. His muscles swelled bigger, his balls expanded and dropped lower, his frame broadened wider, his breasts became bigger and heavier, his fur became longer and fluffier and his shaft elongated and widened. He was now eight feet tall and his shaft was three foot six, reaching up to between his eyes. He flipped a few more pages of the book before he got an interesting idea: he trapped his shaft between his enormous breasts and began humping to give himself a self titjob.

“G-gift of... Nutritious P-production!" he said while huffing. He felt his breasts grow even larger and they began squirting milk which splashed all over the book. “F-fuck!" he growled, before stopping the self titjob to lean and take one of his own teats in his mouth. He nibbled around the sensitive teat, grumbling in pleasure, before going for a full sucking. He was breastfeeding himself, swallowing mouthfuls of the warm delicious liquid that was pouring out from the nipple, and while it was a weird thing to do, he didn't even care about how strange it was because of how blissful it felt; even more so thanks to the growth induced by the nutritious meal that he was feeding himself. He eventually let go of his left breast to take the right one's teat into his mouth and start suckling on it, growing even bigger thanks to the second meal. After a few mouthfuls, he let go of his breasts and was pleasantly surprised to see that he had grown to ten feet tall, even more muscular and with a cock so big that it was reaching just above his head. His balls were taking most of the room between his calves, and his knot was about as wide as his waist was. He flipped a few more pages to look for another gift.

“Gift of... of... Genetic Remodelling!" he cried. He felt a weird sensation invade his sheath and his scrotum. He brought his hands to investigate and felt two rising nubs of flesh coming out of his sheath. He quickly wrapped his hands around the growing appendages, which were two new dicks that grew on left and right of the first one. He felt four new balls join his other two, and those new ones were expanding in width and girth. He was already struggling to stimulate the giant cock he had, but now he had three of them to attend to and the two new ones were quickly growing to be just as big as the first one. He let go one of them to flip a few more pages; while he was getting closer to release, but he still wanted more.

“Gift.... gah! Gift of... Infinite... P-potential!" he yelled as his three cocks were pulsing wildly. He fell on his knees because of the intense pleasure that invaded his body as he acquired a new power thanks to this latest Gift. He tried focusing on that new power he gained, which made him explode in height, gaining a whole foot at once. Everything else on his body followed suit, though his assets all grew a tiny bit more in proportion to him. All three of his cocks throbbed and each shot a huge rope of pre, soaking the altar, the stone roofing, the columns that held the roofing and the ground around him, and the book of Gifts. His two arms were busy working on his two side dicks while he humped his middle cock between his enormous breasts, all while using and abusing his power to unleash more of his infinite potential, growing foot after foot in height, soon growing past fifteen feet. All three of his cocks were about ten feet in height and were towering above him, while his six balls were using up all the space on the ground around him. The sheer amount of pre that they leaked was slowly flooding the ancient building, completely ruining any manuscript stored in this place. Foot after foot he grew, reaching past twenty feet in a matter of a few minutes. By now, each of his cocks was unleashing a torrent of pre, his breasts were leaking gallons of milk and he was too lost in pleasure to care about the destruction that he was causing in the place.

A few bursts of size later, three gigantic cock tips burst out of the roof of the open temple, shattering the roof tiles from the impact. A few moments later, a sex crazed gigantic wolf burst out of the building, sending the rocks that made up the walls flying all over – and beyond – the clearing. The few grass and trees of the clearing were waiting to either be smashed under beanbag ball-sized globs of pre that the gigantic lupine dicks were shooting, or by the endless flow of milk coming from the two giant tits. With one last burst of size, Fenris reached his full potential of thirty feet tall. His three cocks were each bigger than he was, they were so gigantic that the only thing he could hope to reach with his hands was the knots. He hugged those close to him - as close as his giant breasts allowed him to, feeling the powerful throbs rock his whole body. His mind went into overdrive as once more an orgasm was building up fast. The warm liquid escaping his massive teats were dripping on the surface of his knots, providing an intoxicating feeling that set him off. His balls rumbled as they started unleashing their contents through the three urethrae they were connected to. Cum erupted from his trio of dicks; the two that were on the side shot their load miles away on the far parts of the forest and the one in the middle was shooting cum straight up. His swollen mammaries were leaking cascades of warm milk that dripped all over his knots and balls before falling on the ground where a gigantic puddle began to form. The many shots of semen flew so high and so far that they travelled an immense distance before reaching down to the ground and drenching everything in a virile tsunami. All three of his dicks and his pair of boobs unleashed a tidal wave of white fluids that was akin to a divine flood. A few minutes into his seemingly never ending orgasm, the forest looked like a milky swamp. Every time he had experienced an orgasm after borrowing a new Gift, the intensity of the pleasure he felt skyrocketed, and this one particular orgasm was completely overwhelming him. Minutes passed and he was still in the middle of his orgasm. Gigantic splatters echoed as globs of cum landed in the sea of milk and seed that grew wider with every passing moment. The monstrous wolf fell forward, bringing all three of his cum cannons with him, and he landed over the throbbing knot of his middle cock, with his boobs pressing against the monstrous balls of flesh. Every time it pulsed, Fenris knew that it was firing another tide of cum. He looked around, seeing nothing but cum-covered trees, some of which were being swallowed by the ocean of milk.

Minutes of his orgasm soon became an hour, and the exhausted wolf was slowly starting to feel like his orgasm weakened slightly. Over the next ten minutes, his cum cannons were progressively losing power in their blasts of cum. Fenris closed his eyes and let out sighs of content as his cocks fired the remnants of his orgasm, slowly drifting into bliss-filled slumber.

When finally he woke up, Fenris was in his bed. He rose in a sitting position and looked at himself, he was back to his old small and scrawny self. His boxer briefs were drenched in cum, but other than that there were no other remnants of whatever had happened to him in that crazy place, making him wonder if it had all been a dream. He slowly got up, rubbed his eyes and went to the bathroom to clean up. He took a warm shower to wipe the dried cum off of his fur and once he came back into his bedroom all wrapped up in a bathrobe, he sat at his desk, humming happily as he opened the drawer that usually held the book that he was reading. His mouth fell agape when his eyes fell upon an ancient looking grimoire whose title was “The book of Gifts." Unable to contain his excitement, he immediately grabbed it and put it on his desk to flip through the pages, and the vivid memory of his fun time with the Gifts came back to him as he read – silently, this time – the names of the Gifts among which lied those that he had tried out not so long ago. He then grinned as he thought of an idea, these were probably not named 'Gifts' for nothing...