Male Fantasy
Gurak was waddling more than he was walking as he made his way into the clinic run by this strange, but hunky gryphon. An orc in his late middle age, Gurak was still quite the exemplar of his species, definitely on the higher end of the bell curve. He wasn't the biggest orc out there but he was among them, being 9'5" and 3,100 pounds of big hulking greenskinned muscle. His hair had gone gray in a few places, the fuzz on his chest developing a little haziness to it, the hair on his head a fetching salt and pepper color. Orcs didn't lose their vitality or virility as they got older, but Gurak was curious to see if there was something that could push him further. He never had any trouble finding a date, but like all orcs, the hunger for more burned within him. If he could be bigger, stronger, more manly, more powerful, more primordially male, he'd want to go for it.
And go for it he had, electing to get the artificial testicles implanted alongside his natural ones. He loved the way it stretched and overfilled his sac, his nuts about the size of his meathook fists, a pleasant handful for him and something akin to a beach ball for someone along human sizes. Now the extra ones hung alongside his natural ones, and the effects had been dramatic. Perhaps too dramatic, which is what prompted his visit here. First it'd been his virility and his manhood, he'd never been this hard in his life, and his orgasms always felt better than the last one. Then was the hair on his body, his skin getting more sensitive and pleasurable, his body growing more and more hirsute with each passing day. Then came his musk, dripping sweat everywhere, leaving nearly-visible clouds of orc pheromones at the gym when he lifted at the gym. And his muscles had responded incredibly, the orc adding about 250 pounds just in the two weeks it'd been since the surgery. It was like he was going through a second puberty! Not that he was complaining, but he wanted to make sure that this was expected and on track.
"Doc?" he rumbled out as he ducked through the doorway and squeezed his bulk inside, his mass carrying quite a bit of presence to him.
Felipe swore. He'd been trying to keep things to a minimum, hide out here until it wore off or things died down or SOMETHING. After a particularly unlucky shot with a centrifuge, he had almost died, and relied on an improvised cocktail of a military grade regeneration serum and suntan lotion to, y'know, not die. Unfortunately it was one of those untested ones, and now he was worried he might cause worse than death. All his projects lately seemed to go out of control.
He bent down, risking a look at the foyer, and immediately saw the most massive, HUNKY orc of his life. He looked vaguely similar to Gurak, a patient from two weeks ago going for some extra manliness treatments, but they weren't supposed to be quite this potent... absurdly potent as it was. Felipe could smell him from here, the thick scent of spice and wood saturating his house in seconds. He could already feel himself getting a boner, and that was out of the question. He sighed, hoping it was just a checkup, and ducked under the doorway himself.
"Hey, uh, Gurak, bud," He started awkwardly, thrown off by the TANK before him... and his own state of disshevelry. Normally he was a pretty sizeable 7'4" but now he'd grown more than a foot, looking merely twiglike rather than completely inconsequential next to the hulking orc. At 8'5" all that would fit him was his labcoat, and not well. His arms bulged out of the seams of the fabric, making it skintight, and he couldn't button it at all, leaving bodybuilder sized pecs and six pack abs visible to the air... along with a cock dropping below his knees and slowly filling with blood atop two grapefruit sized balls. "Treatment going well I see."
Gurak raised his heavy brow at the sight of the gryphon, seeming confused. "Uhh, hey, doc...you uh...sampling your own supply there?" he asked with a grin, squatting his bulk down to better-inspect the newly-embiggened gryphon. Orcs were notoriously un-shy about bodies and nudity and sex, so to see the gryphon just letting it all hang out was a curious and interesting thing for him, rather than a sight that'd make someone avert their eyes and blush.
"Uh, yeah, it's...going REALLY well," he grunted, his voice quite a bit deeper than the gryphon remembered, sound like testosterone incarnate. The orc's clothing situation wasn't much better, a stringer tank top that was so stretched over his pecs that the straps had pretty much collapsed into the chasm between his massive, hairy pecs, and a pair of gym pants that stretched down to his ankles, a pair of sandals that he was about three sizes too big for completing his disheveled look. The pants were loose and billowy but did little to hide the orc's own monstrous endowment. He'd been big when Felipe had met him; his soft cock as big around as his massive forearm and nearly down to his knees, but the outline in his pants looked significantly bigger than that. He was kind of mesmerizing...if someone liked displays of hypermasculinity anyway. "In fact it's goin' SO well that I figured I should, uh...come by and make sure it's still on track and I'm not having a side-effect or something. Mind if I take these off?" he asked, not waiting for a reply as he stepped out of his sandals and gently slid the pants down around his massive quads, his elephantine ballsack coming into view, his crotch and nuts just as fuzzy and musky as the rest of him. His cock came tumbling out as well, hanging down to his shins and leaking a steady stream of pre like a faucet left slightly open, soaking his toes and the floor beneath him. The orc's dick was as big around as his bicep now, and the quad-balls he had going on were...
...Wait, the artificial ones weren't supposed to grow. How had all four of his testicles nearly doubled in size in two weeks?!
The doctor looked him over, trying to stay professional as the orc stripped and revealed his raw masculinity. "Well, you seem to still be healthy. If I had to guess I..." Felipe shuddered as the smell hit him, his cock hardening to full and steadily beading pre from proximity to the orc. "If I had to guess I'd say your biological balls have caught something from the artificial ones and vice versa. Usually these are supposed to be a replacement. Come with me back to the lab." Felipe walked to the back of the room, opening the door and stepping inside, wincing in surprise - but not pain - when his hardened cock hit the door frame and passed cleanly through, breaking the wood.
"Ahem, yes I've changed some too. I'm afraid it was inevitable, I injured myself and could either improve or die... now though, it's rather more potent than it was supposed to be. I guess we're both trying not to grow too much..." he chuckled nervously, head brushing the ceiling, wanting to stay far away from the dangerous outdoors before he tried to properly relate to his patient.
The orc followed the gryphon inside, finding him similarly curious and arousing. "You look good with some more beef on ya. Smell good too, hrr," he grunted with a big lascivious grin. "I could stand to work off some steam if you think that'd help you focus. These huge nuts of mine keep churning out more and more spunk...Grrhh, I feel like I could pump a guy full of twenty cubs with a single load," he growled, definitely feeling his own swelling masculinity in a figurative and literal sense, rubbing his hardening cock as he followed the gryphon back into his office, completely unashamed and unapologetic about the trail of pre he was leaving behind him.
The scent was getting more and more intense the longer the orc spent without any clothes on, his pre alone so virile it could probably make grass grow faster. "My muscles keep growing too. Not just at the gym, sometimes when I'm at home I'll just...streeeetch out a little and stay a bit bigger than I was beforehand. I'm kinda nervous about when this'll stop, but...part of me hopes it doesn't, hrhr."
"Well, hopefully it doesn't have to, then. If your growth doesn't go vertical, it's probably relatively safe. Just between you and me, I like being beefier, too; but it comes with unsafe extras in my case. I haven't eaten in ages." Felipe could barely take it, hornier than he'd ever been in his life with the orc's perfect body up in his face. He had a job to do, though, and retrieved a needle to draw some blood. "I won't ask you to weigh in, because, well..." the gryphon gestured to a shattered scale against the wall. "You're bigger than me and that happened. Instead I'm going to draw some blood."
The gryphon ran his fingers across Gurak's leathery arm, having no trouble at all finding a vein standing out by nearly a whole centimeter, the vascularity of the orc's forearms in massive focus from the testosterone in him. Frank pushed the needle in them... only for it to break immediately against his skin. The gryphon stammered an apology, before bending down and pricking the vein with the sharp end of his beak, collecting the blood quickly before it healed in moments.
"You're definitely something, alright. Let me put this in the tester..." he removed the vial, putting it through an enclave and turning back to the orc. "And in five minutes we should..." at that moment a drop of pre hit Felipe full in the abs, the concentrated virility hitting his nose and his skin... and he came, instantly, pelting the tank with dozens of pressurized gallons he may have actually felt, the gryphon's own scent perceptible over the haze for a moment.
"My apologies..." Felipe mumbled, though his cock didn't soften in the slightest, nor did he miss a beat.
The orc didn't need any consoling, once the first few shorts of the gryphon's seed hit him in the middle, he shuddered and moaned and started to flex against the stream of it, grunting deeply with each huge burst that hit him, squatting down and opening his mouth to catch a bit of the errant spunk that Felipe was firing off. He was going to ask how the needle didn't work but his beak was sharp enough to get the job done, but that fell by the wayside once he saw the birdbeast start to unload against him, soaking his abs and chest.
The orc managed to hold off from jerking his cock and cumming himself, though it was painfully evident that he wanted to, his balls audibly churning and sloshing, his semi-hard cock sending pre in a steady stream throughout the lab. It seemed like he knew that unleashing his own beastly load here might have consequences, and this machinery looked delicate and expensive.
By the time the gryphon was done, Gurak was grinning from ear to pointed ear, looking down at the still-hard bird. "Ggrrnnff. No apologies needed, fella...but you said you hadn't eaten? That must be real bad for ya...here..." he knelt down within the puddle of gryph-spunk and leaned forward, rubbing his pec with his opposite hand, making his bicep crash against and squeeze the other side of his huge chest. His fat, meaty nipple started to drip with a substance distinct from his pre, but somehow even more alluring in scent, smelling creamy and rich and impossibly manly at the same time.
"These've been pretty dormant since my cubs grew up, but lately they're pumping out more than they ever did. It's a lot thicker and creamier, too...I think if my cubs had grown up on this stuff they'd be twice my size by now, hah!" he laughed, grinning brightly. Orc physiology was interesting; while reproduction was unpleasant at best for most other species, orcs had a unique take on it, where propagating the species was one of the most pleasurable acts an orc could experience, from insemination to birth to feeding, it all felt very good for the orc in question. There'd be a lot more orcs in the world if their rutting cycles were more than twice per year, that was for sure. Orc milk wasn't just for cubs either, most orcs start making it many months before their cubs are born, and it's some of the most nutrient-dense stuff on the planet, also packed with male hormones. Enterprising mokdurs bottle the stuff and sell it to men that're interested in being more manly, while others simply let their partner drain them twice a day, which makes their partner bigger, beefier, burlier, more and more man with each feeding. Humans have gone from 250 pounds when they impregnated their orc partner to a colossal 900 pounds by the time the cub was born just from the orc's milk alone.
"You oughta eat somethin'. And this here is probably the best stuff there is for a fella who's packing on some muscle. Plus it'd get me off like nothing else to feel you drink from me, hrhr," he rumbled with an eager grin. At least he wasn't panicking about everything that was happening, Felipe could only imagine what a more anxious patient would be doing right now, especially seeing the doctor himself appearing to struggle.
"No I most definitely cannot, it will only make me bigger..." Felipe's worried admission took the choice out of his hands. Gurak pulled him close and pressed him against his massive chest, doctor opening wide as pudding-thick cream started pouring down his throat, burning in his stomach as it went.
As it sank in, Felipe thought he should have been more clear. Of course it would make him bigger, it was orc milk. The problem, he meant, was that ANYTHING made him bigger... and by large amounts as well. His body barely needed anything to keep going. Even air, even LIGHT he could consume to keep going. Anything else just made him grow, made him stronger.
He could no longer go outside, less the sunlight make him too big to go back inside. But here he was, stuck sucking down the most nutritive stuff on the planet... it was delicious, though.
Gurak's load was huge, pouring what had to be gallons down the gryphon, but his stomach never bulged, instead he began to grow before the orc's eyes. Dozens, no, hundreds of pounds in seconds. His chest hair thickened and flicked into the air, spraying clean-smelling water into the air before seconds later a thickened musk followed. His cock extended another two feet before drooping for half a second as gallons of precum rolled out the tip, pouring like a faucet onto the orcs own cock.
Felipe finally caught himself and backed off, wiping away a trickle of milk from his lips. "Yes, well, ignoring MY problems..." the gryphon said, gesturing to his 9'3", now 2300 lb form, "It seems like one of your side effects is EXTREMELY potent milk. I'd estimate it as about..."
Felipe wouldn't admit he was a connoisseur of the liquid beforehand.
"400 times stronger than a normal orc's."
"Mmnhhhhfff, yeah, suck it down, handsome..." the orc rumbled as his chest was drained, groaning like the hulking beast he was as he dumped gallons of his super-enriched pec milk down Felipe's beak, squeezing him tighter as he grew larger, purring and nuzzling his tusks against the top of the gryphon's head tenderly. By the time he realized what'd happened, he fell back onto his haunches, looking up at the now-towering, hulking grphon! "W-whoa!...400 times, huh? No shit, look how BIG you grew!" he laughed, standing up a bit, his ponderous form looking a bit larger...and a bit hairier. And taller. And thicker everywhere.
"Uh...I should probably stop getting in your way. I can...just stand over here, heh," he grunted with a blush, having gotten caught up in his more beastly urges. "You said earlier that you'd hurt yourself and had to use something untested?...Is that part of why you're so, uh...big now?"
"Pretty much. When I said my line I meant ANYTHING could make me grow. I know food does, I'm not sure what all the other stimuli are, I'm trying to keep a lid on it until it wears off." Felipe heard a 'ding' and went to check the readouts, looking them over and frowning before pulling down an X-ray machine and setting it off against Gurak without even noticing. The lack of shielding might have been a problem for somebody else, but Felipe growing an inch was far more notable than a chance for cancer. As they slowly developed, the gryphon spoke.
"Alright. Alright. It looks what happens is that your default state was already SO masculine that rather than atrophy, your balls just fought harder in the face of the implants. Then, faced with foreign contaminants, the artificial balls pumped harder, while also repairing the physical damage of your testicles with the added medical function." Felipe coughed, reaching to touch the orc's sac and running a hand across the taught flesh, sending spirals of musk into the air as the balls seemed to swell in his grip. "Basically you're caught in a feedback loop with your body fighting a perceived threat by making you manlier... where the perceived threat is you being manlier."
Felipe gave the orc a pec massage, enjoying the power of the muscles and idly becoming much more touchy-feely as he lost himself to his monologue. "I'm almost envious. You shouldn't get any taller, so I don't see a reason to try and reverse it. Instead, you're just going to keep getting bigger balls, bigger cock, and bigger muscles... forever. Hell, ACTUALLY forever. Your skin is much denser than it used to be and your damn teleomeres are growing. You might actually be aging in reverse."
The gryphon coughed "Also immune to cancer, sorry if the X-ray stressed you. Although since I did bring up reversal... the RATE at which you improve is also going to increase, so if you want it reversed, now's the time."
The orc pondered that a moment, looking at Felipe with a concerned expression. "Right...well, that's okay for me, but what are you gonna do about what you're dealing with? Can we, like...switch, or something? I personally don't mind growin' bigger just from sunlight but it seems to be stressing you out...Is there a way for you to stop what's going on with you or something?"
The thought of eventually bloating into a gigantic ball of muscle atop an impossibly large set of genitals was oddly enticing to the orc, but he didn't feel the need to bring that up...particularly when the gryphon was seemingly so entranced with his pecs. It felt really nice to have them rubbed like that, his skin more tender despite growing tougher and thicker. The pressure from the rubbing made both of his nipples pulse with even-thicker orc milk. "I mean, I'd love to talk about what you just said about me, but...I don't want ya to get hurt or anything, bud," he purred, rubbing the gryphon's arms with his huge, meaty mitts.
Felipe laughed. "Oh I suppose I did make it sound that way, didn't I. No, I'm trying to take my hippocratic oath seriously. I personally will be more than fine." Felipe flexed lightly, his muscles pushing back against the orc's hands, iron hard. "No it's everybody else I'm worried about... Well, everybody else except you, I suppose. You'll likely be fine no matter what happens."
Felipe rubbed the orc's abs, happy trail doing nothing to detract from how smoothly defined they were. "As for switching, not an option. Best I could do is get me growing manlier, but nowhere near as manly as you; and you getting taller... but not nearly as uncontrollably as me. But that's why I'm researching."
Frank felt the pooled pre of him and the orc rise to his knees, touching the underside of his balls. God they were both so hot, rubbing against each other. Why was he so worried if they'd be fine? "In fact, I have more ideas than ever. I think you might count as brain food at this point, so it shouldn't take longer than tonight."
The gryphon bent down, going for Gurak's nipple to drink again.
Gurak was powerless to stop himself from groaning and arching his back as the gryphon drank from his chest again, his pecs just as productive if not moreso than they were a few moments ago. "Ghhnfhh...f-fuck...you were serious about it...goin' on forever, huh? Just makin' me bigger and thicker and more hung and hairier and manlier every second of every day...bloatin' up into a gigantic fucking meat-balloon with a huge cock and balls attached to me, growing a little bigger every day, can't stop it, can't fight it...f-fuck..." he panted, his heart thundering in his chest.
"It sounds freaky and fucked up, but...that's a really hot idea, doc. I think I'd love that. Hell, what orc wouldn't?! Of course I'd wanna grow taller too, there'd be more and more of me to fill out with all this muscle and cock! Only thing that'd make it better is if you were to-..." he paused, catching himself, gritting his teeth and snarling as the flow of pre from his cock got even more intense, the orc shamelessly beating it with his free hand, snorting and grunting as he worked himself up, remaining mysteriously quiet about that last bit.
"What? I want you to tell me, I need you to tell me..." trapped in the cramped exam room like this, they had hit critical manliness. Beach ball sized nuts bobbed in a sea of cum that couldn't exit the room fast enough. A now twelve foot gryphon eagerly curled around the orc somehow still heftier than him. Felipe's five foot cock was cumming nonstop, his cream adding to the flood as much as the orcs, now, but even thicker due to not being pre. Felipe showed no sign of slowing, or tiring no matter how hard the orgasms made him shake, ducking under the ceiling as he rubbed down the orc.
"I'll let you get taller if you tell me." Felipe ran his claws through the orc's now jet black hair, wide jaws and massive tusks showing off even his face as a bastion of manliness. The thought of him getting bigger, taller, having so much MORE to build off of growing... he wanted it.
The orc gritted his teeth and sucked in deep gulps of air through them, his tusks audibly creaking as they grew larger and thicker and manlier, he was a stunning paragon of orcish power and only getting moreso every second. He huffed and rubbed his massive cock, having held back for so long, unable to keep the tide back as he let the fantasy run in his mind. "I-if you were to...pump me...f-fulla...cubs...your fuckin' huge cock pumping me into a big fucking bloated blimp of a mokdur, you'll make me have the biggest and strongest cubs...evvveeeeeEEEERRRRR!!!!!" he roared at the top of his lungs as his titanic dick finally unleashed.
The eruption was so immense and destructive that his first shot punched through the wall in front of him, his body growing larger and heavier in bursts in time with his cock firing progressively bigger shots of seed, his output alone enough to make the liquid in the room rise up so much that it broke the door and windows, his freakishly potent orc-cum flowing like fifty burst fire hydrants at once, stamping his scent into the gryphon's feathers forever, no matter how big he grew or how manly he got he'd never surpass Gurak's unstoppable masculinity, the orc seeming to mutate in real time as his orgasm only grew more intense and powerful. The sound of stretching leather filled the room, drowning out the sound of his cum flowing like a broken dam, as his cock seemed to 'unzip' down the center, growing into two cocks that swelled up to be even larger than his original one, the orc having to reach up onto his toes to keep his feet on the ground as his sac took up more and more space beneath him, revealing six massive testicles that were each the size of a small car. His voice grew deeper with each desperate grunt, his muscles swelling against themselves, his pecs spraying with more and more of his milk. Any male outside who got even a whiff of the stuff grew into a 600-pound hyper-cocked juggernaut, and the brave souls who dared to drink it up would enjoy even more powerful benefits.
"Guuhhh!! Not...s-stoppin'...!!!" he rumbled, his voice like a peal of thunder rolling down a mountainside, his body bursting with newfound hirsute strength. He didn't sound worried about his seemingly endless orgasm, perhaps he was relieved to feel it getting stronger and stronger. Others might think it odd that the most masculine orc to ever exist was desperate to be knocked up, but to orcs, it was the ultimate expression of their masculinity. They carried forges, not wombs, forges create tough and strong things like orcs. Just the act of carrying a cub sends and orc's hormones into overdrive, making him a bigger, stronger, manlier brute than he had been. Part of why Gurak was so damn big in the first place was that he'd already had four cubs in his life, and each pregnancy's gains in mass and might were cumulative.
"M-make my forge swell like the rest of me! I wanna give birth to fuckin' GODS!" he roared, sounding more commanding than desperate. It wasn't a plea, it was more of an order.
Felipe shot through the roof under the veritable sea being unleashed. The sun shining through the holes in the walls might have been enough, but now he was fully exposed, body feeling hot as he began to grow in earnest, twenty foot monster finding his muscle blimp and preparing to go.
"Very well, just a bit of this, then..." Phil dug his talons through the ground under his lab, pulling up an assortment of items before finding one almost empty, dusty bottle. "This will allow you to get a bit taller. A BIT taller. It's not the disaster zone mine was, nor will your feedback loop make you planet sized any time soon, it's more... well, letting you share some of mine." The time for exposition was gone, and Felipe swooped his wing down, lifting up the orc and rubbing his hands with the cream... before giving his partner a massage.
Felipe's massive macro hands were enough to push through even the dense flesh coating every inch of the orc, a deep tissue massage loosening up even the mightiest muscles on the planet, what's more, though, that looseness didn't vanish, the orc becoming just a bit elastic.
Felipe looked around them at the megamasculine passers-by. "You know I might argue that you already have plenty of kids. You've certainly given birth to something here..." a pair of one ton elves were a block away, plowing each other for all they had against a crumbling building, it's inhabitants wading into the cum and drinking greedily.
"But arguing is for people you don't like. For my friends I'd rather..." Felipe positioned the hefty orc over his cock, slowly lowering his ass down onto the head, still pouring cum. As the hole was forced to stretch around his tip, the rest of the orc followed suit, climbing in height to around fifteen feet, enough to still be stretched massively by the gryphon's cock... but enough to take it, as Phil made clear lowering him down a bit more.
Gurak bellowed at the top of his lungs when he felt the head of the gryphon's cock slip inside of him, his innards blazing hot and soaking up the gryphon's seed like a sponge. But rather than turn into doughy liquid, the orc's forge hardened and began to round out, making his abs bulge outward into a turtle-shell shape as he grew increasingly knocked up. A few moments later, he leaned his head back and cried out in hypermassive bliss, the surge of pregnancy hormones amplifying his already-runaway body, making him grow heavier, hairier, more manly with each passing second.
"Grrnhhff, more, MORE! DEEPER!! HARDER!! I can take it! I'm the strongest orc...everrrr...!!!" he bellowed, demonstrating his point by squeezing his internal muscles in such a way that he was massaging the gryphon's cock and coaxing more cum out of it while pulling it deeper in at the same time. It'd be difficult for Felipe to pull out at this point, the orc's mighty and hungry ass was taking it all for himself! His body was out of control now, fur bursting out of his armpits, across his chest, at the base of his massive cocks, his scent an audible fog in the air now that was making Felipe's growth even more intense just for inhaling it. His muscles groaned and stretched as they pressed against each other, starting the orc down his inevitable path to immobility. It was getting harder and harder for him to reach his cocks with his hands, thanks to how massive his biceps and pecs were getting, the struggle making him sweat buckets and snarl in erotic frustration as his traps rose above his head, his thighs pushing his legs apart, his body starting to engulf itself in his manly power.
Phil quickly lost himself in working over the orc, his ass more tight and pleasurable than any hole that had ever existed on the earth. He wasn't orgasming anymore, his hair trigger worn away, instead pure, thick, impossibly virile cum was his new precum and his regular cum was... something else. Every second he grew taller, 40 feet, fifty feet, more; with the orc stretching around him, growing enough to take that cock, Phil pulling back as he grew before getting pulled in again as the orc's muscle thickened, pulling him back.
A strange weightlessness overtook Felipe as he looked around them, growing citizens all clamoring towards him, looking through the ruins of his lab. Rather than steal, though, they seemed to want to offer tribute, worshiping the pillars of masculinity before them. Some had found his artificial testicles, gathering them up and presenting them to their titans. Pair after pair went inside Felipe, his body growing faster as his own masculinity feedback loop began, kickstarted by the orcs spooge and going even faster...
Until they began feeding the orc as well, braving the streams of pre from the blimp that made them grow almost to immobility, shoving the tech-lined orbs into his cock slit where his shaft recognized them and sucked them down even as his stream fired harder. Felipe roared, stomping on a nearby building, leaving behind only the people inside it, now at least ten tons themselves and perfectly invincible; the wave of perfect manliness spreading as its sources grew only more.
A Sixty feet. Seventy. As Felipe grew taller, he actually grew outwards proportionally, not a lot, and with a deep breath he was back to the most svelte man for miles, but enough to FEEL that risk of... impossible wideness behind every motion. Miles away he saw women catching a tritone feather on the breeze, or just a whiff of distant musk, and immediately switching to men themselves; joining in on his orgy to end all orgies.
The worshipers crammed more and more of those artificial testicles into Gurak's body, the orc's shuddering spasms of growth enough to overwhelm him, his eyes rolling back in his head as his resistance crumbled away, his brain drowning in testosterone. He felt his frame surging out against itself, growing a bit taller but not nearly enough to offset how wide and thick he was getting. His tusks and jaw were so massive now that it was nearly impossible to him to speak, not that his pecs allowed him much freedom of movement in that regard anyway. His delighted grunting and snarling said it best, and the way his twin cannons continued to fire deeper and deeper into the city was an even bigger testament to his enjoyment. He must have been forty tons of orc muscle and dick by now, even suspended off the ground like this his balls nearly touched it, his dicks so heavy that they were weighed down by their own mass, pointing straight out more than they were pointing skyward, spraying seed that flooded streets for miles around.
Despite being increasingly helpless within his chasm of muscle, he was beside himself with pride and eagerness, wanting nothing more than to simply grow progressively more outrageous forever.
Felipe was losing it. The feel of his own power, the feel of his partner's, the pressure from that impossibly tight muscle blob... and so much more. The horizon was coated in cum, trampled by enormous muscle men as far as the eye could see. The sounds of moans that shook the streets and challenged the title of 'basso profundo' ringing in chorus. And the smell, the combined musk of every man who had ever existed multiplied a hundred fold and more.
Felipe had to cum. His cocks were firing like a water cutter but he had to CUM. For a moment his orgasm rose... then abated as a strange tingling shot through him. Opening his eyes at the loss of pleasure he looked down and saw a second cock of his own aiming over the people. Eager juggernauts swam up to it, kissing and worshipping it as his own hands reached out involuntarily to feel it.
He hadn't realized how strong his touch would be. Two pumps of his second member and he was back up to the excitement from before. Two more and he went beyond even that.
Felipe came. Impossibly thick, impossibly rich and VIOLENTLY gold colored fluid shot out of his cocks like a cannon. One fired into the streets and through the ground, piercing the crust and causing geysers of gold and white to shower the countryside, all those in the path growing dozens of feet taller even from the most diluted form.
The other fired into Gurak. In seconds, gone was the immobile blimp of an orc who couldn't keep up with his own masculinity. In its place rose a titan, even MORE manly but with the poise to handle it. As Felipe moaned and pumped into him, he grew, legs lengthening, skull widening, and body rocketing in height.
Felipe rocketed along with him. The last vestige of self-suppression he didn't know he had finally disappearing as he gave into the size that was his right. As he rose even above the giants frolicking in his shadow, his partner began finding his footing. Gurak found his feet, his obscenely massive cocks holding the weight of his own pregnant musclegut.
A gut as big around as he was, at least half a mile. Diamond hard cocks that could never go down held it... those, and a gryphon still embracing him as they rose.
Gurak trembled in ecstasy as he felt Felipe finally cum inside of him, his belly erupting outward in size along with the rest of him, but rather than grow increasingly entombed within his own mass like he expected, he felt himself stretching upward and outward, giving his frame more space to grow into, which it seemed to be rapidly trying to do. He could see more and more of the world that the two of them were creating, able to look up over his traps and see the shuddering, straining gryphon growing bigger and bigger above him. He wasn't a slouch either but the bird-beast was definitely outpacing him, which was fine by him so long as he kept filling with more MUSCLE and more COCK!
His twin dicks were strained to their limits trying to pump out the seed from what had become 18 testicles thanks to the artificial ones being inserted, his pecs gushing with milk just as desperately, the rate of his production was starting to overcome the rate at which he pumped his fluids out, causing some of it to wash back into him and be absorbed, growing more off of his own milk and mutagenic cum. He could feel his belly inflating just as quickly as the rest of him, being pumped full of god-gryphon seed as it was, and the sensation was one of the most incredible he'd ever experienced. "K-keep goin'!" he barked, able to speak more clearly now that his jaw was free. "We can't stop it...might as well...grrnnff...go all the way!!"
"All the way? All the way where?" Though his cocks were only getting harder, a moment of post nut clarity hit Felipe. The giants he'd made were climbing all over his body, lapping at and worshipping whatever sweaty crevasses they could find. Felipe gave them an experimental squeeze and found them only growing larger to compensate, so he was no longer worried about harming others, but there was so much going on.
The entire world was slowly being flooded with cum. A coastal city he could see in the distance was already gone as a white ocean overtook it. Massive shark men occasionally crawling from the surf as the combined corruptive essence of orc and gryphon even took over the sea life. Massive cats and rabbits took to riding them, ballooning pregnant as even the most distant of species manifested orc reproduction for the sake of surviving a world that WAS manliness.
Felipe was actually worried about his kids. Would they come out as kids, as titans, or as beasts of pure masculinity growing as hard as both of their parents? In this pause alone the flow of evolved cum from his eight massive nuts had pumped him to over a mile in height. Neither fear nor anticipation was the right word, but he was... interested... in what a being MADE from that would come out as.
Gurak didn't seem troubled by this existential worry of what his sons would become in the slightest. He continued to shudder and groan and rub his belly lovingly, a huge smile on his face as he watched the events unfold around him, as the world turned more and more primordially masculine. It made sense, this was probably akin to a dream for an orc, who already embodied and venerated all things masculine. The ones climbing on him (or flying to meet him) that drank from his chest grew explosively, and the orc was more than happy to give, flexing his chest to force his cream out with even greater pressure.
A crackling came from the orc's torso as he seemed to stretch taller for a moment, his pecs dividing across the middle, his armpits bulging for a moment before he burst into having an extra pair of appendages, four pecs, four arms, able to pump out twice as much orc milk for twice the effect! "Grruunnnhhh...feels so good...go all the way to letting it happen! Don't fight it...just...enjoy it...can't stop it anyway...can't stop," he huffed, repeating that last bit for emphasis, making his twin cocks gush even harder.
"I suppose so."
It was all Felipe said before he withdrew, stepping around his partner, hands reaching down to rest on top of Gurak's cocks, which jumped at the titanic hands. The gryphon forced them together before aiming both at his own backside, 2 mile body looming over everything except those titanic cocks as he lowered himself down, spray shooting for miles as they struggled to pierce his anus... then, in a moment, they did, and Gurak SHOT into Felipe's ass, his muscles yanking the smaller orc with continent-rending force.
His impact was gentle, though. Not only was Felipe's ass surprisingly plush for all its muscle, the gryphon had stabilized him with his wings, children and father caught in feathery softness as their other father played guardian angel even as he pulled the cum from the orc.
Steadily pushed out and back in by wings, Gurak was made to fuck Felipe... Felipe, meanwhile, intended to fuck himself. Bending a cock back, he pushed it into his mouth before a splash from Gurak made it grow proportionally and it formed a seal, Felipe greedily tonguing and sucking his own head as he tried to coax out his superior cum once again, even as he swallowed endless oceans of pure white.
He reached out to grab his cock, steadily masturbating it, and barely even noticed when two more hands grown from his body sought out the other one two, pumping twin shafts so massive that even his five mile form had to go two handed.
Now finally getting a chance to be the one on top, Gurak wasted no time in using both of his massive cocks to make love to Felipe as deeply and passionately as he could. His newfound strength and hypermasculinity was pumping its way through Felipe's body, and if a few gulps of his pec milk from earlier had started the gryphon growing into what he was now, the sheer manly power contained in each drop of his cum was millions of times more potent, and Gurak intended to give him every bit of it.
Grunting and huffing, he focused on the sheer eroticism of the sights and smells around him, the erupting pandemonium as the world was steadily flooded with cum. Gurak was so intensely potent and virile that he'd be surprised if Felipe didn't walk away from the oncoming torrents of cum without his own belly bloated with Gurak's cubs too! Given everything that was happening around him, it didn't take the orc much more coaxing, his hyper-sensitive skin and cocks pulsing once, twice, and then on the third erupted with ultra-rich orc cum, straight into Felipe's ass. Gurak had no idea what taking a massive dose of his cum would do to Felipe, but he was curious to find out!
Felipe felt the burst hit him, the force of it, the masculinity, all of it making him cum, his own deepthroated cock shooting inside him and inflating him from both ends. In seconds, all the growth he had felt to that point was less than nothing, a drop in the ocean, as he shot far past the atmosphere in seconds. Deprived of oxygen even as he moaned, Felipe would have expected to suffocate if he could hold any thoughts in his head except pleasure. Instead he simply took a deep breath as his roars shook the planet.
His cum fired across the globe, landing heavily and making titans with every drop, before the blue marble faded into yellow, before crumbling entirely as Felipe's gravitational pull exceeded it. As he sucked, his other cock's stream began to circle around him, a new ring for the new world. He was big. SO big... too big. As nothing interrupted the suns rays, he simply grew faster, grew hotter. When an errant fire imparted momentum to him, he took off at relativistic speeds, hurtling through planets like dust.
His last thought was that he couldn't find Gurak before he hurtled through the sun... and blacked out.
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Felipe sighed as he drifted through space. It had been a few months since that fateful day. His wings, feathers, and mane no longer held their tri-tone hue, instead they burned like starstuff; and past the glow in his eyes the gryphon could see anywhere in the universe... not that there was much to see anymore. Once he absorbed the sun, it was basically the end of the old order.
Instead, Felipe was the world. The endless musk that poured from him became the atmosphere, an air that strengthened and masculinized with every breath. His constant sweat became rivers and streams, the lifeblood of all who lived upon him... and there were TRILLIONS. Not only did the earthlings use their new bodies to reproduce endlessly, countless other star systems had been caught in his wake.
Every so often he would have a child. Well, he presumed he had a child, his stomach was still toned like nothing else in reality. Still they came, though, prompting orgasms each time. They were orc gryphons. Whether Gurak had finally knocked him up, or if the orc was simply inside him somewhere burthing endlessly he never knew. What he did know was that these kids could follow him, interact with him for a time as they grew to galaxy sized maturity. He would give them citizens of their own and teach them to do right and only occasionally fuck them hard.
Inevitably, though, Felipe would leave them behind, growing too much, ever faster, to ever be seen.
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It had been years since that day. Maybe five, maybe a million. Felipe's citizens were gone to his children. His children were gone between his toes. He'd absorbed everything in the universe, and countless other universes besides. He would never stop growing, here, alone, beyond space and time.
Then he saw it, an endless expanse of green ahead of him. He willed himself closer, shooting at countless multiples of c here in a realm beyond space and time. He couldn't understand what was in front of him on sight, it seemed just endless green...
But he could smell it. Even infinitely stronger than ever before, he could smell Gurak. Smell that identity, who it was, and how fast he was growing, faster than Felipe even now. For the first time in ages, Felipe felt himself getting hard, shooting golden cum without getting the slightest bit less horny. He directed his thoughts into the mass - "Gurak?"
was impossible to perceive even for someone like Felipe, who has listlessly grown through all boundaries and barriers. He was somewhere outside of space and time now, a void that he assumed was empty, and would contain his solitary growing form, forever. It'd made him morose as he drifted through the cosmos, losing track of vast stretches of time, worrying that this was truly his fate, to be alone and drifting forever.
His seed splattered against what may as well have been a green-colored horizon, it filled every bit of Felipe's senses no matter where he looked, he couldn't perceive anything except Gurak's raw presence. It had to be him...but where, and what, was he?
A movement of the endless green expanse made Felipe shiver at what he saw, as if the ocean itself had noticed him and shifted towards him. It was all an indistinguishable blur for a few moments, until a color slightly darker than what he'd seen before filled his vision. A familiar color that he couldn't quite place, what on the orc's body looked like that?
"Yup. Figured you'd make it here eventually, just wanted to be along for the ride, heh." The voice that thundered in Felipe's mind made the gryphon wince and reflexively try to cover his ears. But it wasn't loud, it was saturated with power, might beyond imagining, strength that made Felipe less than nothing. "Seems like you need a little boost, eh? C'mon...just like old times," he rumbled. It was then Felipe saw it, a golden twinkle further upwards, spiraling out into the endless abyss and shining like a beacon. Of course, it was one of Gurak's nipples! To think that he was so small, so insignificant compared to the orc that even one of his nipples was more than Felipe could perceive was a truly humbling thought.
[2020-02-02 01:22] *[user]Felipe Callado[/user] flexed his wings and flew into the massive cavern; nostalgia prompting him to be so much more physical than he had been. For all that he seemed insignificant, he was still powerful enough that movement was nothing, and he shot into the nipple, exploring a familiarly green and scented cave. From all around him the glands started up, ready to soak him more thoroughly than even their messiest methods have been.
Then, after seconds of shower, he was forced outside, beside an unfathomably huge pec and drinking from the waterfall. "So, where are we? Or rather, how'd you get ahead of me?" Felipe's head was dedicated to drinking and catching up, but his mind launched the questions just as easily.
[2020-02-02 01:34] [user]Gurak[/user]: The gryphon felt a massive presence behind him, cracking an eye and looking backward to see a wall of green behind him. As he grew larger, he could make out one of Gurak's fingers, the orc god's hand so massive that he was less than a gnat against it. But Gurak gripped him gently regardless, pressing him against his nipple and encouraging him to drink the golden liquid. It filled the gryphon's body and his soul, making him mutate into an ever-more-manly version of himself, his growth intensifying and speeding up more quickly than it had before. "Oh, I've always been here. What you saw from me down there was one of my avatars, a mortal-sized body that I use to interact with interesting mortals like yourself, heh!"
He certainly seemed like the orc he'd been so long ago, back when time and space meant something to Felipe. He was growing larger, but Gurak was growing faster still. Could he ever surpass him? Could he even catch up? "The stuff you were workin' on was bound to create somethin' like this sooner or later. So I figured I'd be there for ya when it happens. That was actually the first timeline in that multiverse where you grew so big, you absorbed the other timelines as you grew through 'em. But we're pretty beyond multiverses now, fella. Even this body here in front of ya is an avatar. You've got a LOT of growing to do yet before you can handle me at my real size and power...but here's a taste," he chortled, visions slipping into Felipe's mind.
He saw a form stretched across an endless expanse of streaks of light and whorls of color, beyond starstuff, beyond anything material. A realm of pure creation, where willpower shaped reality. Within the form, he could see a familiar green skin tone, and a familiar face if he looked hard enough, but that was where the familiarity ended. The orc's body was beyond anything he'd imagined; his limbs were innumerable, his cocks vastly moreso than that, his muscles so majestically massive that they couldn't even be identified by the gryphon, just endless bulges and hillocks and swells of impossible muscle mass, the orc remaining still if not completely immobile. But his cocks gushed raw creation into the void, his backside gave birth to shape and form, untold exponents of multiverses and worlds and orc cubs being brought into creation by the power of the All-Father, an orc so lost in his own masculinity that he could never dream of escape, but he seemed to like it just fine in there, his eyes pools of light that shined with a contented glow. That was merely one instant of the orc-god's existence, in the next, the 'camera' that he was viewing Gurak through had been obliterated, lost within a sea of green. Gurak was growing faster than Felipe could imagine, his power growing and growing with each moment.
If the gryphon wanted to catch up, he had his work cut out for him.
Felipe chuckled. "Godhood. Of course, I'm fairly oblivious sometimes aren't I?" Felipe sucked harder, rising to waist height as he drank greedily, wings splitting into six along his back. "I miss your advances, I miss the inevitabilities, and apparently I even missed this. Well, now that I'm paying attention..." Felipe held out a hand, his old universe coalescing in palm. He held it under the waterfall allowing them to expand before tossing it out into the void, flickers of primary colored light casting off it as he sent HIS unique brand of gryphons to colonize other worlds; every one of them sign of the distant divinity they would serve.
"Well, thanks for the company, I suppose. Funny to think that without almost getting impaled I'd never have used one of my more dangerous ideas. I guess I'd better repay the favor." Felipe manifested lines of creation, equations and chemical bonds playing out in hologram before his mind found its certainty and the creations found their reality. He shoved his creation down his mouth. Then a second. Then a third. On to twenty.
"I figure I'd better use up my mortal ideas," the gryphon washed them down with a thick gulp of milk, quickly growing to the height of the avatar and beyond. "Since I've got a better idea now. I'm gonna keep you company, too. After all, if I've learned anything here, it's that being awash in your own manliness is only fun if you're equally awash in somebody else's manliness."
The bedrock of nothingness cracked as Felipe shot up, body shifting unstably, having 4 cocks one moment, 30 the next, and then one a mere second later. If exponential growth described his apotheosis, then scholars would have to try out 'tetratary' for this, and then go even further beyond... to, appropriately enough, penetrative.
"Gurak, I'm coming for your ass."