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The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and the water in the lake was calm - all these signs pointed to a gorgeous day for anyone who happened to be outside in the forest. Won, a werewolf, was one such person, contentedly strolling along a path carved through the trees. He could tell that the woods he was in were incredibly old as the trunks of the trees he passed by were much thicker in diameter than he could ever hope to be and hadn't stopped growing, as evident by their full sets of leaves where each one was bigger than his palm.

Won was a soul hunter - not the easiest of jobs around to pick up and do. Of the trillions of living creatures currently alive on the planet, only a fraction of them were sentient enough to be permitted to possess a soul, and an even smaller amount were strong-willed enough to have theirs last for mere moments after they pass. This is where the werewolf came in. What his job entailed him to do was guide any souls that he came across and lead them to the afterlife that they belonged to.

There was one exception to his rule and that was what happened when he came across the soul of someone, or something, that was particularly cruel, nasty, or just downright evil. In that event, he'd make sure that it was disposed of in an appropriate manner. No one that he was acquainted with exactly knew what he did with them, but let's just say that his soul always felt a little fuller when he was finished. It was a good exchange in his book - the world lost the potential for an evil to be revived to its former glory and he got to feel a little bit more powerful. Unfortunately, he didn't necessarily gain any possible powers that could've been bestowed upon him, but the tiny increase in his abilities more than made up for it.

The overhead sun beat down something fierce as Won continued his walk. The canopy of leaves helped slightly in blocking out some of the harmful UV rays shining directly onto him, but the heat was still getting to him. He gave a tug on his spiked collar to alleviate some of the excess heat his thick gray neckfur had trapped, but it was to little avail. It seemed that even though he made sure to wear a t-shirt and shorts in the intense weather the area received, it didn't do much to keep him comfortable. Just about the only thing he could do with his attire was to strip it off entirely; he'd keep that idea for later.

The idea came to him to head near the lake and hope that maybe some breezes would come along and skim the cooler temperature of the water's surface in his direction. It might be a long shot as he didn't feel any wind at the moment, but it was better than being caught in the direct sunlight and getting fried to a crisp.

Won began his descent down the gradual hill he'd found himself on, already feeling a dip in the temperature as he made his way down the incline. He could smell the fresh water with every breath he took, making him want to go for a swim more and more the closer he got to the large body of water. Anything to clean out the sweat matting his fur was more than welcome right now.

The werewolf was getting closer to the water's edge when he spied a darkened path splitting off from the main trail, though it was oddly lit up by something. It didn't make sense to him that anyone would've installed some sort of lighting fixture in the area, especially this one, tiny section of the entire forest, as there wasn't anything like that anywhere else in the region. His curiosity piqued, he headed in the direction of the light.

It was strange in and of itself just how covered this path was as the tree canopy seemed to be more vivid here than anywhere else in the woods. Won chalked it up to the trees being so close to the water, being able to soak up more nutrients than the trees further up the mountain. It actually made for a nice retreat from the harsh sunlight that he'd been subjected to earlier - he'd have to remember this for the future!

Finally after a pleasant stroll, he came across what was emitting so much light. It was unmistakable in the way that wispy, spiritual strands swirled around a central ball of densely packed energy - he was dealing with a soul, and a big one at that. His mouth fell agape at the sheer size of the immortal essence in front of him, not fully sure of how he'd deal with it. Nevertheless, duty called, and after assessing it to determine the quality of the life that was lived with it, he deemed it worthy enough to be led along to its suitable afterlife. He always did enjoy taking care of the good ones.

The soul, however, had other plans. The closer that Won got to it, the more the psychic energy whirled in its orbit around its centre. He couldn't understand why it was getting so agitated, but he had a job to do regardless. All he needed to do was get close enough to make contact with it and then he could help it live its best life beyond life.

This was all the soul needed to enact its plan. As soon as the werewolf passed his fingers through the misty outer layer, it latched on. This surprised Won, who was now flailing his arm around in shock. He shook as hard as he possibly could, but the soul just wouldn't release its somehow firm grasp on him.

What followed next was something completely unheard of to Won. The soul began to dissipate, though it wasn't doing so into the open air. He could feel it resonating deep inside him, as if mingling with his own soul. He, himself, was getting filled with all that energy, as if he were a battery that was getting rapidly recharged. All the vigour coursing through him sent his heartbeat through the roof, his body feeling the throbbing sensation through every one of his defined muscles.

Eventually the ordeal was over, but not before knocking the fairly large werewolf onto his ass. He looked around in disbelief as to whether or not what he experienced actually happened, but the way electrical impulses seemed to activate his heightened nervous system made it clear to him that it was all real and that he didn't imagine it. It was undeniable that he had taken in the soul, but he was always the one who initiated the absorption, never the soul itself! The only question that remained in his mind was what, or who, the hell the soul originally belonged to and how they got so powerful before they died.

Thinking that he'd had enough excitement for one day, Won decided that it'd be best if he headed back to the cabin that his friend lived in. He wasn't exactly sure whether or not to bring up his 'little' incident as he didn't know how to explain why it happened the way that it did.

His friend, Maxon, was a bear of immense stature, needed the ceiling of his cabin built at an incredible height just to accommodate him. Though he normally dressed smartly in a nice, white dress shirt and pants connected to suspenders, it didn't stop the fiery orange hair that he possessed from peaking through the stretched out holes between his buttoned up front due to his tremendous bulk. Were his hair actually as combustible as it looked, his head would be ablaze as his thick mutton chops came down to form a broad chinstrap that blanketed the edge of his jawline.

The door to the cabin opened with a squeak from its hinges as Won stepped over the threshold. "Knock, knock." He kicked his shoes off by the door, not caring if they landed on the mat or not.

"Hey, you're back." Maxon greeted his buddy. "How was the walk?"

Won mulled it over in his head how to best tackle what had happened to him. "Uh, pretty interesting, all things considered."

"Oh?" Maxon called over his shoulder, his sleeves curled up and showing his brawny forearms as he washed the dishes. "What did you see out there?"

"Found a soul." Won responded back, taking a seat on one of the steady wooden chairs and kicking his feet onto the table. "Did the thing that I normally do with them."

Maxon didn't even have to turn around to tell what the other man was doing. "Feet off the table. We eat there."

"You wound me with your words." Won's tone dripped with sarcasm as he did as he was asked. "So, you've just voluntarily cooped yourself up here while I was out?"

"Well, someone's gotta make sure that everything's taken care of." Maxon put the last of the scullery onto the drying rack and let the water in the sink drain. "Plus I live here, so if I don't do the chores around here then no one will, especially you."

Won could only smirk. "Ouch, that's a little unfair. Don't you remember how I took out the garbage?"

"Of course I did." Maxon cleaned out the rest of the detritus that accumulated in the sink and disposed of it in the trash. "You did that the last time that you visited." He stole a closer glance at the garbage can and saw that it was nearing the point of overflowing. "Maybe you can do it again."

Won shook his head and sighed, a smile worming its way across his face. "I suppose that I can." He got up and ambled on over to the trash bag, gathering it up and making sure that it was securely tied up before even going anywhere. "And where should I take this refuse?" He spoke in a faux-proper accent.

"You know where it goes, smartass." Maxon snickered, nudging the werewolf in the ribs as his hands were still damp.

"Very good, sir." Won kept up his farce, his cheeky grin never fading. "Don't say that I don't do anything for you!" He craned his neck up at the bear and stuck his tongue out.

Maxon sighed, drying his hands on the massive tea towel that he had hanging over the oven handle. "Yeah, yeah. Just make sure that the animals don't get into it or else you're cleaning it up. I know how much you love doing that."

"Don't remind me." Won groaned as he slipped back into his shoes. "You'd think that the biggest animals in the area would've been us, but not even we would stoop to eating rotten vegetables and table scraps."

"Just goes to show you what a little sophistication can do for someone." Maxon placed his hands on the table, his sumptuous biceps straining the fabric of his shirt. "I mean, it did wonders for you."

Won couldn't believe he let himself take a hit like that. "Ooh, you're looking for a fight, aren't ya?!" He had to chuckle as he was normally the one that took pot-shots at other people. "Alright, I should be back soon."

"Good." Maxon called after the werewolf. "I've got dinner ready soon and I'd rather you be here before it gets cold."

***

Dinner was as marvelous as always when Maxon prepared it. It always looked like a feast fit for ten or more people, but as the pair of men were far larger than the average person, they needed all the caloric intake that they could get.

The large meal did have one side effect, however, as they usually felt pretty sleepy after they had a chance to digest for a moment. That evening Won actually felt inclined enough to call it early and headed to his room, where he stripped out of everything and just let himself flop on the bed without a care in the world. He didn't bother covering up with the blankets provided to him as it wasn't totally cold outside, and that he always wore a heavy fur coat that he couldn't take off. It was just one of those things that he unfortunately had to deal with, but he still made the best of it.

***

The sun beamed through the window above Won's bed and hit him squarely in the face, as if it was gifted with pinpoint accuracy just to annoy the piss out of him. The ocular stimulation was enough to awaken his consciousness, much to his chagrin. It took him a fair bit of time, but he was starting to feel more awake, which, in turn, made him all the more aware of the light coming directly at him. He tried to turn over to face away from the luminous intrusion, but the damage was done, and he wasn't getting back to sleep.

Grumbling curse words under his breath, he resigned to his fate and stumbled awkwardly out of bed, barely able to keep himself righted on his feet. His body felt compelled to stretch every part of itself at once, coupling that with a spine-shuddering yawn that tensed himself all over. Groggily, he rubbed at his eyes until they felt good enough to open, though he felt a bit woozy when he did. He chalked it up to being tired, but the ground looked much farther away than it did last night. Maxon didn't spike his food with something, did he?

Gradually getting his bearings back, Won sauntered over to the full-sized mirror mounted on its stand next to the wall. Ugh, nothing felt right this morning to him - he thought that he must've eaten something that didn't agree with him. Right away he noticed that he couldn't see the top of his head in the reflection, so he just shrugged his rippling shoulders and took a step back. That's when things finally clicked for him.

His mind going into overdrive processing his surroundings was the ticket to waking him up. Immediately the werewolf saw that he now wasn't eye-level with the top of the mirror like he was literally hours ago. That couldn't be correct as he'd stopped growing taller years ago. Nowadays, his version of growth happened in other directions as he honed his abilities more and more. The thought sparked another revelation which really threw him for a loop.

Won had gotten bigger overnight. He had to check for himself, but he verified that he wasn't just taller, he was also wider and thicker too! He didn't have a measuring tape handy to verify his hypothesis for sure, but he was more than certain that everything on him had creaked larger while he slept. Just curling his fist towards his body was more than enough evidence for him as he got to see his bicep swell magnificently. Coupling that with his greatly bulging tricep meant that his arm looked like it doubled in size. Seriously, did Maxon actually put something in his dinner last night to do this to him?!

"Oh Won," Maxon called out in a singsong voice as he knocked on the bedroom door, "I've got breakfast on the table." He pushed his way into the room, wearing nothing but a peculiarly loose-fitting pair of pajama pants, but then stopped when he saw his friend standing in the middle of the room entirely naked. "Won?" His jaw was partly agape.

For once in his life, Won couldn't think of anything smart-aleck-y to say to the massive bear. "You see it too, right?" He turned to face the bear as his traps had grown to the point where simply moving his head was a challenge. "Look at how big my pecs are now." He cupped the overly-stuffed slabs of meat on his delicious chest.

"How could I not see it? Your chest is staring me right in the face!" Maxon was flabbergasted, but the tubelike bulge down one of his pant legs belied his true feelings.

"You and I both know that that interaction is one-way, and that my chest isn't the one making eye contact." The wry grin returned to Won's face. "You wouldn't happen to have done anything to me to have this happen, right?"

Maxon could only stare at the bigger werewolf in incredulity. "Have I ever done that to you?"

Won was completely stumped, rubbing the back of his bull neck. "Admittedly, no."

"My best guess is that it's some werewolf thing that you aren't familiar with. I'm sure that it's nothing." Maxon pushed himself out the door but held it open for his friend. "Now come have breakfast."

***

Won's changes kept progressing as the day did, but it was giving him a better understanding as to what was going on. His growth hadn't slowed down in the slightest and had, in fact, sped up. He ended up at the bear's impressive height by the time breakfast was over and then shot past it when it came time for lunch. Neither of them could fully explain what was happening, but neither of them were complaining about it either.

Won's musculature had grown significantly over the course of the day. Whereas before he'd been pretty beefy in his own right, now he was downright gigantic. His pectorals had become boulders that he saw frequently in his walks up the mountain, though he was certain that they couldn't compare to his densely packed flesh. His arms were like steel cables, solid mounds of mass that he could use to rip apart a piece of firewood instead of needing to cleave it with an axe. His traps threatened to lock his head in place, while his abs protruded out like the keys on a typewriter. All of this was capped off by a treasure trail that ran from his colossal pec valley all the way down to his shredded pelvis.

His legs had grown far thicker that his waist used to be, a fact that he oddly found pride in. He could feel the way his quads moved around when he held them in his hand, though he was pleasantly surprised that he couldn't completely encircle one with both sets of fingers combined. His calves were also hard as diamond, stiffening themselves as much as the muscles above them. He paid special attention to his ass, feeling how exactly his dimpled cheeks tensed when he flexed them, but not as much attention as he paid to his crotch rocket, now a monolithic spire of virile masculinity decked out with pendulous balls that swung at his knees. The werewolf felt like this was his lucky day!

What puzzled him, however, was that those weren't the only changes he was experiencing. For some strange reason, unbeknownst to either of the men, Won was growing large horns out of the side of his head. That part genuinely gave him pause, but it wasn't the only weird thing going on. His tail had, itself, grown much girthier, though oddly it kept all the fluff he had before. What bewildered him the most was that his fur was turning a pretty vibrant shade of purple, leaving him speechless when he first noticed.

"I know what's going on." Maxon declared, not even bothering to hide his arousal. "This is the work of that soul."

"You think?" Won noticed how his friend's pajama bottoms tented angrily throughout the entirety of his examination.

Maxon shook his head. "No, I know. The only thing is that I don't know-"

"A behemoth!" Won blurted out, his face lit up. "It makes sense now. The soul had a ton of power behind it, meaning that something large left it behind. That, plus my new appearance, makes it obvious that it's a behemoth." Just then, a thought raced through his mind, one that excited him to no end. "Wanna see me use this body?"

Maxon wasn't expecting the question, but he didn't hesitate to answer. "Do it."

Won was thrilled to hear the bear assent to his query, his impish grin returning in full force. He made his way over to the nearest tree and felt his smirk uncontrollably grow - his waist alone was now wider than these trees.

The half-werewolf grappled the thick trunk in front of him, his claws digging into the hardy bark. He could feel every muscle strain as he heaved upward, but it felt oh so good. His cock rose to full mast, engorged on the blood pumping like mad from his heart. The heat wafting from it was palpable as he felt the tree budge in his grasp. A few more moments later and the root system finally gave way, allowing him to lift the enormous tree completely and utterly out of the ground and let it fall in the clearing beside him.

Maxon had decided that he'd had enough of watching the spectacle unfold in front of him and wanted to join in on the fun. Shucking off his now-pre-soaked pants, he hurried over to the behemoth and straddled the giant furry, purple leg. It was the most arousing thing that he'd ever seen in his life, and he wanted to be a part of it.

Huffing breaths escaped from Won's throat as he could feel his cock drool with buckets of precum. His hands were instantly drawn to his throbbing length, feeling how it was getting slick already. What he hadn't anticipated was that his excited state was going to do something to him, namely make him bigger. He could feel it all throughout his body, his frame bloating larger from every conceivable angle, even making him taller. Every subtle movement of his feet was actually more of a stomp to anyone who happened to be caught below; the fact that his strength was causing miniature earthquakes to happen intoxicated him to no end. There wasn't any possible way that he could've predicted this to happen, but he welcomed it with open arms.

Maxon could see the growth happening from below and honestly felt jealous that he was only reveling in it second-hand. Just then, a large dollop of pre splashed down on top of him, drenching him in musky, translucent fluid. Sputtering, he wiped away as much as he could to be able to see again, only stopping when he realized that he ingested some of the sticky substance. It tasted good, too good, in fact. It made his tongue loll out in pleasure, though most of the sensation was coming from a heat building deep inside him. As if on cue with his thoughts of wanting to join his friend, he started growing.

Despite his pecs pushing outward with likely hundreds of pounds of muscle mass in a matter of seconds, Won could briefly see the bear begin his ascension, and though he eventually lost sight of the ursine once his field of view was blocked by his barrel chest, he could definitely feel him catching up. The thought of not being the only giant around excited him to no end, causing more preseed to ooze forth from his cocktip.

Maxon didn't care that he was getting showered in another man's natural lubricant, instead allowing it to fuel his own growth and make up for lost ground. It made his body bulge out in ways that he never thought possible, even forcing his arms away from his sides due to having so much heft crammed into such a small area on his body. He wanted more, he craved more, and he was going to get more.

Won moaned out in euphoric delight as his height still climbed, though not as quickly as his other measurements did. A quick flex of his arm boasted how his bicep now rose into a split peak, with an absolute army of veins snaking their way across it like his hide was a map of the roads in the region. The reality of getting so, well, behemothian excited him to no end, egging him on to stroke himself off and push his body to its absolute limits.

Positively surging in height, Maxon had made it to the half-behemoth's crotch and moaned from the mess of pheromones radiating out of that dense, blond-furred pubic bush. It caused him to leak profusely, but he didn't care. He gave a hungry lick to his friend's over-developed core, eliciting a shiver from the bigger man. This is what he wanted, what they both wanted, and he was going to make sure that they shared in this pleasure.

Growling in pure satisfaction, Won squeezed one of his mighty pecs, feeling how his fingers didn't even dent the flesh. He took a brief moment to look out at the environment and was instantly thrown off guard by just how much he'd actually grown over what felt like no time at all. He'd far surpassed the trees he used to look up at, making his new target the nearby mountain. There was some difference in height between him and the mass of land, but he was steadily closing the gap. Goddamn, did this excite him to no end.

Maxon groaned lasciviously as his head nudged against the hybrid's overhanging pecs, feeling his hands brush past those sensitive nipples pointing straight down. His were also like that due to how stuffed his chest cushions were, but he wasn't happy with them just yet. Finally, his head was pushing past the continental shelf that made up his friend's chest and was able to see his face again. Lust pulsed through his nerves as he saw the handsome visage of the half-werewolf and his extensive blond mane running from his head to his tail.

Won moaned when he saw the ursine finally make it close to his height, shooting out another ample blast of pre. He wanted nothing more than his friend right now and ached for him to catch up to him. He could smell the masculine scent wafting off of the bear, pushing him incredibly close to the edge. It wasn't until he felt his winglike lats get groped did he eventually lose control. One booming cry later and his schlong geysered his behemothbatter with monumental force, his gargantuan cum tanks roiling with seed waiting to be emptied.

The feeling of white, hot jism splashing against his solid core was enough to send Maxon into his own release. His dam burst with heated fury, unloading countless kilolitres of bear semen onto the forest floor below. That was exactly the boost he needed to push his growth to pick up in pace.

Won's muscles involuntarily spasmed as his testosterone factories drained rapidly, yet still felt like they weren't discharging nearly quickly enough. A quick side-eye over to his goal revealed that he was actually nearing the height of its summit. It sent waves of pride coursing through his system, though he wasn't exactly sure how tall he was getting. Not like that really bothered him anyway.

Eventually, both men's leviathan dongs were completely spent of seed. They both panted heavily due to the insane amount of exertion they had just dealt with, but also with yearning as they could see that they were seeing eye-to-eye for the first time in a while. The quiet moment allowed them the perfect opportunity to explore the other's body, fully getting a hold of the beautiful bulk the other man possessed. It seemed everything was pretty much identical from head to toe. Almost.

"Damn," Maxon gave a wheezy chuckle, "seems you've got me beat down there."

Won felt the bear slide his massive paws over his slicked up member, coaxing a high-pitched whine from him. "Not that it matters. You look as huge as I do!"

"Yeah." Maxon admitted through panting breaths, watching his titanic pectorals heave and fall. "I think we're as big as that mountain over there."

Won could only smirk. "Yeah, we are." Despite having just had the largest orgasm of his entire life, he still felt a warm need surge through him. "Hey Maxon, could you come here for a second?"

Maxon already knew what was going on as the same sensation radiated through his tremendous frame. It took some finagling, but he was able to lean forward at just enough of a comfortable angle for his head to meet the hybrid's, locking lips with the other man. It was a passionate affair from the both of them, their tongues entwining themselves with the other as they danced feverishly in their mouths. Ultimately, the kiss had to come to an end, but it left the two of them craving more. What, exactly, they didn't know, but it was a strong feeling.

"Goddamn, I feel powerful!" Won pumped his arms in the air, his humongous biceps bulging out larger than entire plots of land dedicated to farming.

Maxon also joined in the revelry, bringing his arms down and inward to push out his prodigious pecs. "I do too, but I just wish there was something we could do about it."

The gears in Won's head turned until he came up with the perfect idea, his mouth contorting devilishly. "I've got it. Let's go lift that mountain!"

Maxon nodded his head and reciprocated the grin. Time to put this body to good use.