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All was quiet in the Valley of Peace as Po made his daily rounds. He took it upon himself to patrol the lands for any potential threats to try and put a stop to any wrongdoing before it gained a foothold in the area. As the dragon warrior, he was particularly good at it, especially because people thought it to be foolish to even try taking him on.

The panda strolled through the valley, happy with the lack of problems encountered on his tour of the region. One couldn't possess a calm mind without a serene environment, after all.

The misty haze that surrounded the Jade Mountain appeared particularly beautiful to behold as the morning sun diffused through every individual particle of water, casting a radiant glow on the lands below. It was days like this that this place should've been called the 'Gold Mountain', he mused.

It gave him great ease to soak up the sights considering how much he'd usually been cooped up in the Jade Palace. The fresh air felt nice to take in as well.

All in all it was another tranquil morning, just as he preferred it. The only thing that could've made it more perfect was-

"Hey!" Po exclaimed when his daydreaming was cut short after being bumped into. He looked around to see the culprit, his eyes landing on a cloaked figure, body fully obscured by the heavy fabric. Even the other person's face was hidden by a large hood, shrouding the figure in total mystery as not a single feature could be determined from a simple glance. He literally had no idea who this other person was. "Okay, that was rather rude."

Clearly hearing the panda though choosing to ignore him, the hooded figure continued on their path, strolling down the only road into the valley and leaving the bear standing there both irritated and dumbfounded.

"Dude, are you not gonna say sorry or anything?" Po glared at the mysterious individual walking away from the scene of the crime. He felt the heat in his cheeks rising as he crossed his arms over his chest, his large gut wobbling at the same time.

That got the concealed figure to stop in their tracks. As if only realizing what they'd done, they slowly turned around to face the panda, their features still completely hidden by the billowing robe. Face shrouded by the shadow given off by the fabric, they gently bowed their head as a sign of respect, knowing full well who the bear was and what he was capable of.

"Okay, that's more like it," Po breathed a sigh of relief when he finally witnessed this person take responsibility for their actions, the tension built up from the sudden altercation all but dissipating as a wave of calmness washed over his girthy form. "I humbly accept your apology," he held his hands together in front of him, bowing in much the same manner.

As if to give a show of good faith to the Dragon Warrior, the cloaked person beckoned the bear over, presumably to make the apology more personal.

Po heartily accepted it without a second thought. In the radiance of the rising sun, he strolled over to where the other individual was standing, who bowed to him again. It pleased him. "Oh stop, you're too ki-"

The hooded figure attacked, presumably waiting for the panda to draw nearer. They sent out a flurry of strikes, missing the other warrior by mere centimetres.

"Woah!" The sigh of a leg flying at his face sent Po hurtling to the ground to avoid contact with it, feeling the wind from the blow sailing right by his nose. Another strike followed immediately after, the figure's bandaged heel aimed straight between his eyes. He barely had half of a second to dodge the attack, stumbling to his feet to defend himself, though momentarily stopping when he realized that something felt familiar. "Wait..."

That gave the mysterious person another opportunity to strike. He sent a whirlwind of punches in the direction of the other warrior that were just missing. It didn't matter as the intense movement didn't seem to tire this random stranger.

Po deftly dodged the barrage of fists coming his way, but he couldn't find an opening to return fire of his own. All he could do was watch as the unusually broad-shouldered individual showered him with punches, doing his damndest to ensure that none of them connected. His eyes, however, had been drawn to this other person's hands, noticing brown-furred spots along the appendages. "Hold on, that's..." It suddenly hit him; this was a foe that he'd taken down before! "Wait, no! It can't be!"

A deep chuckling came from the hooded figure as the panda began putting the pieces together. In one swift motion, the person uncloaked themself, revealing themself to be Tai Lung, particularly bigger in appearance and particularly not dead. "Surprised to see me?"

"Tai Lung?! But you-" Po stammered, almost unable to speak thanks to the abrupt surprise. "No, you... you can't still be-"

Tai Lung sneered as he regarded the panda in front of him, his nose flaring at the smell of sweat slightly matting his rugged fur. "The Wuxi Finger Hold is an absolutely devastating ability, but don't go thinking for a second that it was enough to take me down."

"But... b-but how?!" Po's mind nearly self-destructed trying to piece together how the powerful snow leopard could've possibly lived through his technique. "I had you dead to rights!"

"It's true, you did. And to be quite frank, I don't think any other person alive was capable of taking me on like you did." Tai Lung rolled his shoulders, displaying his chiseled torso to the bear as if to show off the difference in body type between them. "Even now, you're still quite the formidable enemy. You might not be as quick as I am, but you're more than capable of dodging my attacks. I'll hand that to you."

The feline's motions weren't lost on Po, who only just recognized how much larger his foe had gotten. "Uh, you- you've gotten bigger there, I see," he gulped, feeling less ready for a fight than he was mere moments ago.

"Ah, you've noticed!" Like he'd been waiting for the other warrior to mention something, Tai Lung raised his fist into the air in a pump, bulging out his arm to demonstrate how it was bigger than either of their heads. "I've been doing some training in my time alone. Don't tell me you're not impressed, I know you are,"

"Gosh, I had no idea that was possible," Po felt a blush come on as his eyes traced the snow leopard's broad stature, taking in the other man's barrel chest and sumptuous arms. "Jeez, what's my excuse?"

"That you aren't driven by revenge. See, I knew that I was one of the fiercest fighters around, even before you made your presence known. But with you here now, I was at a disadvantage because your style of fighting perplexes me so," Tai Lung grumbled as he recalled their last fight, which consistently replayed in his head. "Which is why I won't be playing your game anymore. I know what I'm good at, and I won't let you beat me again."

The knowledge that he was ultimately unsuccessful in vanquishing his enemy irked Po, whose mind raced trying to come up with an idea of how the other man survived. "How did you even live? I thought I vapourized you!"

"Not quite. You certainly did a number on me, but killing me was something you failed to achieve," Tai Lung said matter-of-factly, knowing how much it peeved the bear. "You knocked me to another part of the valley, away from the epicentre of our fight. I could barely move, but I didn't want to get caught, so I moved as quickly as I could away from the village to recover. That's when I vowed to return and show you that you got lucky the last time."

Po was still having difficulty trying to connect the dots of their previous bout, with some things still not being clear. "But..." He huffed, his heart racing. "I don't understand. If you've been alive all this time, why did you wait to make yourself known now?"

"Because it'd be foolish of me to exact my revenge with the rest of the other Masters around. The only way I'd be victorious is if I take you on myself." A vicious smirk spread across Tai Lung's face, his tensing muscles making him look bigger than he naturally was. "You don't have your precious friends to help you out now. There won't be any Furious Five members here to bail you out."

"I won't need them to!" Po triumphantly stated, puffing his chest out to match the feline's, though not being able to sustain it for very long. "I'll take you down myself, just like I did the last time." With a spring in his step, he bounded towards the other warrior before launching himself, his foot pointed directly at his foe.

Tai Lung anticipated the attack, stepping to one side as the panda's leg whizzed past his head and grabbing it out of midair. He then whirled himself around to throw the bear off-balance before slamming his enemy into the dirt below him. The sight of the Dragon Warrior sprawled out on the ground pleased him. "Please, you'll have to do better than that."

Pain radiated throughout Po's body as he lay there in the dirt, his limbs struggling to find purchase in the disturbed soil. "I'm..." He sputtered, spitting loamy earth from his mouth. "I'm not done yet!" It took him a hot second, but he managed to push himself back up to his feet, though the impact left him rather woozy. "Alright, let's do this over."

"Will you actually be a challenge this time?" Tai Lung sneered at the bear.

"I'm always a challenge." With a confident grin, Po commenced another attack, hopping this way and that before hurling himself at the snow leopard with full force.

Like before, Tai Lung expected the panda to barrage him somehow, sidestepping the attack. He watched as a black and white fist passed by his face, giving him an idea. As it sailed by him, he grabbed a hold of it and, using the weight of the bear against him, flipped the Dragon Warrior onto his back, causing him to crash into the ground with a mighty thud.

The landing knocked the wind from Po, who almost thought that he saw stars from how hard his head hit the ground. His limbs grew weak with every one of his blows used against him. The only thing that he was able to do was cough while he attempted to get to at least his hands and knees, struggling to do just that. His wheezy breaths signaled how out of the fight he really was, but he wasn't about to give up just yet. "Hey, it's not over until I say it is, you overgrown shag carpet," he said, weakly beckoning the feline over with a gesture of his fingers.

That only got Tai Lung to smirk despite the insult; he relished any opportunity to put the bear in his place. Like the panda he leapt to his foe to get an attack off, but unlike the panda he was significantly faster. His legs vaulted the long stretch of distance between them in a matter of seconds, landing a blow onto the other warrior that his dazed enemy didn't see coming, and sending the overweight man tumbling down the dirt path with a momentum not felt in years.

Po couldn't fathom what had just happened to him. Everything was so fast, to the point that his brain almost couldn't keep up, leaving him tired and confused as to how he even ended up in this position. He'd taken on the feline before, so what made this so much different? Was he really that reliant on the other Masters to take down his foes? That didn't sit well with him.

The pathetic display of kung fu from the other warrior got Tai Lung to roll his eyes in exasperation. "This is just embarrassing now. I expected so much better than what I got," he scoffed. "I spent all this time trying to better myself for a potential rematch with you, and it's almost like you haven't kept up your training in the slightest."

"I've trained lots," Po asserted, his vision going slightly blurry. "I'll still beat you on my own no problem. You'll see."

"Actually, no, you won't," Tai Lung sneered at the gasping panda. "For the record, I wasn't just honing my body the whole time. I happened to pick up another trick in my time alone." A malicious grin dominated his face as he watched the black-and-white-furred bear writhe on the ground; he'd barely felt the weight of exhaustion hit him, yet his opponent was already down for the count. It didn't matter to him how tired he got, he'd make sure that he'd still get what he came for.

Po could barely keep his eyes open after getting thrashed around like a ragdoll by the beefy feline. He felt weakened from the fight, sunlight beaming down on him being the only thing keeping him awake. Not being able to smell any blood gave him a marginal amount of peace, but it wasn't enough to put him at ease. He was just too drained to fight back against his foe.

Wait, he felt more drained than he normally would be after a fight. Something felt wrong, though he couldn't think of what the cause would be. With great effort, he forced his eyes to open, not seeing anything out of the ordinary at first, until he noticed it - a wispy mist of golden energy slowly emanating from his body. His mind struggled greatly attempting to determine what it was, though he knew that he'd seen it before. It took a few seconds longer before he realized what he was looking at - that was his chi! The very essence of his being was being stripped from him.

Tai Lung's movements were deliberate in nature, moving his body in specific motions so as to lead the chi towards him. As he did, the mystical energy started taking on a different colour, turning from the golden hue that left the panda's body, to a more dark-green the closer that it got to him. He drew it nearer to himself, hands mimicking a tugging motion as if he was yanking it out of the bear, before finally absorbing the beginning of it. Instantly he was overcome with a great power, his eyes going wide as he felt this essence rapidly shoot through his tensing form. This pitiful excuse for a warrior held this much might inside of him?!

Panic started drawing Po back to the land of consciousness, his limbs trying, and failing, to move of their own accord, though he couldn't do much more than lay around while his energy was being removed. He could only lay there and watch as the golden chi gradually shifted in the direction of his adversary. It struck him as weird, though, that he didn't feel anything more than tired, as he expected the snow leopard to essentially deplete his very being and leave him a husk of what he once was. Yet, that wasn't happening. Perhaps he should be grateful that he got to remain in this diminished condition.

The power overwhelmed Tai Lung as more and more of it coalesced inside of him, welling up throughout his sizeable form as a warmth toasted him under his pelt. His muscles became saturated with the panda's chi, imbued with its mystical might. It was almost too much for him to handle. He gasped as just about all of it had entered his body, a green glow flaring around him as his aura became dominated by the Dragon Warrior's essence. It took him decades to get to the point where he figured that he could wield the power that he'd been craving for his entire life, and now it almost felt like it'd be too much for him. No, he wouldn't succumb to it now; this was his destiny realized, and he'd be the one in control.

The last of Po's chi eventually left his body, leaving him feeling rather empty inside. He was grateful that he was still himself otherwise, but was devastated at the tremendous loss of his power, terrified at what havoc could be wrought now that it was in the hands of someone vengeful and destructive. With a grunt, he tried to push himself over, getting as far rolling onto his side before he had to stop and take a breather. A lot more had been taken out of him than he initially realized.

"Yes!" Tai Lung bellowed, sensing the entirety of the Dragon Warrior's energy bustling through him. For too long he'd waited for this moment. It surprised him how easy it was, though with how much he'd been preparing for that very encounter, it better have been. "How does it feel to have been bested by someone you thought was beneath you?"

It took Po everything that he had to make onto his front, his flabby gut squished from the rest of his weight, and panting heavily from the exertion. He could barely believe just how out of it he was, but he wasn't about to give up just yet. A few blinks and a rub of his eyes brought his vision back into focus, which is when he noticed something odd about the snow leopard - the other man's body looked like it was twitching. That was odd... but he couldn't compel himself to look away.

Tai Lung groaned as his musculature throbbed in sync with his heart beat, gulping as whatever was happening to him was completely unexpected. The heat burning up the core of his being erupted the longer that he focused on it, causing him to double over in discomfort. He didn't know what was going on and it frightened him.

And then it felt good. Not just good, but pleasurable, even. Euphoric. Arousing. He felt his blood pumping to all parts of his body, though accumulating mostly in his crotch, where, unintentionally, the fabric of his purple pants tented out. It would've given him great shame and embarrassment in most other scenarios, but here? It was almost as if every part of his body wanted to celebrate his triumphant victory.

But it didn't stop there. His hips involuntarily bucked, thrusting his stiff endowment forth as a stain began to form at the tip where it met the dyed material. And that's when he felt it grow bigger. The energy that he'd taken had consolidated in his throbbing shaft, pulsing it bigger with every passing second. In a matter of moments it had more than tripled its size, becoming a veritable third leg in its own right, much to his lust-addled confusion.

There was a reason for his growth to start in his junk, however, as the rapid expansion of his genitals allowed for the rest of the chi to collect where the epicentre of his virile masculinity was located. From there, it dispersed through the rest of him, triggering breakneck expansion in his other body parts. He didn't know why any of this was happening, but it didn't matter because it all felt amazing.

Tai Lung's shredded pelvis continued its humping as the rest of his physique received the same treatment. In an instant, he felt the energy reach his arms, causing them to flex uncontrollably, though retaining the size. He groaned in delight as he witnessed his large limbs surge even bigger than before, then past that entirely as another pulse of vigour pumped them up to the point where his biceps grew bigger than his head.

As if not wanting to be left behind, his chest quivered in anticipation, tensing as hard as it could before bloating out dramatically, giving him a top-heavy look as hundreds of pounds of densely-packed muscle mass piled onto his prodigious pectorals seemingly out of nowhere. It all felt so good, especially the part where his nipples were forced to point straight downward.

His torso got in on the action, plumping out with added heft as his frame broadened out to accept more mass. The sculpted musculature of his back exploded in size, the area growing mountainous as every muscle group grew swollen with beef. His traps jumped up along his neck, swallowing the space beside it as the top of them tickled the base of his ears. His lats, meanwhile, jutted out farther than either of them thought that they could, giving him a wide appearance like he'd make any doorway cry for mercy. His wingspan might even be bigger than Master Crane's now!

Like his back, his front benefitted from the generous gift of the Dragon Scroll, blimping out in all directions. His abs were the biggest benefactor, thickening into solid bricks of muscle stronger than any cobblestone laid in the area. As his body widened, so too did his shoulders beef up, engorging on the energy as they swelled with delicious bulk and showed off his indomitable strength. To think this is what the panda could've looked like this whole time!

But that wasn't all. Tai Lung's lower half followed suit, with his legs instantaneously ballooning with heft as the muscle packed into his bloated quads tore and repaired themselves in the blink of an eye, swelling them beyond what anyone imagined they could look like. That brought his calves in on the action. While he normally didn't regard them all too much, he couldn't help but admire them when they surged nearly three times as wide as they used to be, giving him the ideal teardrop shape that showed how much he'd worked on them to begin with.

Then there was his ass, which also prospered from the energy rushing through him. He'd gone from having muscly cheeks that were simply not flat, to dimpled glutes that protruded out with ill-gotten size. The dramatic bloating of those globes caused his pants to give up the ghost, no longer able to contain the burgeoning bulk from his lower half. In fact, not a single trace of clothing remained on his swollen form. He chuckled knowing that nothing could restrict him from displaying his incredible grandeur to the world now.

Like his embiggening cock; the turgid log of feline fuckmeat throbbed larger to keep up with the rest of him, really getting into the thrill of growth now that the chi had fully returned to it. The head consistently drooled pre down the heated flesh of his shaft as it nestled underneath his gigantic pec shelf, matting the fur with sticky precum as it persisted in blossoming into something bigger.

His balls, too, engorged themselves with as much size as was offered to them, bloating into pendulous kneeslappers that audibly gurgled with cum, wanting to blast out whatever they'd produced. He was beside himself with the pleasure that rocked him to his core, thrilled to bits that he got to experience such an event all to himself.

But it wasn't over. Tai Lung didn't realize it, but he still had a lot of excess chi welled up inside of him that hadn't been used yet. However, his body knew exactly what to do with it all.

It was slight at first, but he felt a surge of growth, almost like his entire form had throbbed with heat like he'd experienced a full-body heartbeat. He couldn't tell at first, but it was almost as if his point of view had gotten higher. It was only when he trained his vision on the fatigued panda did he realize that that was exactly what was going on. He wasn't done yet!

Higher and higher he surged, his height skyrocketing as his frame continued its expansion. Getting taller was a joy in and of itself, but what amazed him the most was the fact that his proportions had all but remained, leaving him a monstrous musclebeast that dominated the landscape with nearly a kilometre in height by the time all was said and done. If the bear weren't around to witness his ascension, nobody would've understood how he'd managed to grow so big in such a paltry amount of time.

"Well, I can't say that I anticipated any of this in the slightest, but I don't think I have an issue with it," Tai Lung gloated, his booming voice barraging the other man in all of its contempt. "In fact, I think I love this! This is a body befitting of a Dragon Warrior, immediately showing off how powerful I am just by my imposing stature. Wouldn't you agree, Po?"

The sight of the towering feline brought great dread to Po, who's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets when he bore witness to the snow leopard's enormity.

"You know," Tai Lung bent down the best that he could manage, his colossal immensity not letting him get far, "I think this is only the beginning. There's a lot of spiritual energy in this valley, and I think I'll take it all for myself."

"You can't do that!" Po shrieked at the very thought of the land's essence being diverted into the greedy feline. "The very balance of life itself will be thrown into chaos. I know you know that, dude."

A wry smirk wormed its way across Tai Lung's face. "I do, but maybe I'd like to see what happens when it's all mine. It's not like I've gotten the chance to try it yet."

"No, I'll stop you." As if the act of standing up to the enormous snow leopard gave him his energy back, Po managed to push himself all the way to his feet, his gaze boring a hole through his adversary. "I don't know how, but I'll put an end to your scheme before you even get to try it!"

"I'm highly doubting that you'll ever get the chance to do anything of the sort, but I'm willing to be entertained," Tai Lung sneered at the now-diminutive panda, heavily enjoying how the other man's panic clearly showed through the confident demeanour being imposed onto him. "Tell you what, I'll give you one shot to stop me. If you win, I'll return your stolen chi and be dealt with however you wish. If I win, you stand down and let me do as I please. I'm nothing if not fair, after all." With a mischievous smirk, he stood up straight, his immensely swollen body jutting out in every which way. "Good luck, Po. You'll need it," his laugh bellowed across the valley, not caring who heard it. The size he's attained was exceptional, but he was about to get the challenge of a lifetime, and there was no way that he'd back down from that.

"Wait, where are you going?" Po watched as the colossal snow leopard slowly wandered off to an empty part of the area, away from the civilization built-up there. The way that the other man's bloated physique moved with every step illustrated just how much power was balled up in every muscle, making him understand ever so much more just how much power he'd had within him the entire time. It would've made him the least bit proud if he still had it for himself. "Oh this is bad..." He had to go warn the others.

***

"Tai Lung is alive?" Master Shifu was aghast at the distressing news. "That's impossible!"

"That's what I said!" Po exclaimed, adrenaline pumping through his veins.

"To survive an attack meant to send mortals to the Spirit Realm..." Shifu shook his head, not liking what his mind came up with. "We've clearly underestimated him."

Po gulped, his anxiety flaring through the roof. "What are we supposed to do now?"

Shifu took a moment to think, trying to formulate a plan to best combat the meteoric rise of the snow leopard. It took some time, but he figured that there might be something that the pair of them could do to stop the cat's rampage through the valley. "The others are currently busy with their various duties, but if you give me a moment I can relay to them the plan I've got to stop Tai Lung."

"You've already come up with something?" Po's eyes lit up when he heard that. "Tell me, tell me, tell me!"

"In due time, my student. In due time."

***

"Are you ready for this?" Master Shifu took a solid stance on the ground, bracing for what he was about to do.

Po watched the diminutive red panda, unsure of what was going to happen. "Uh, I don't even know what your plan is."

"It's simple," Shifu rolled his shoulders. "Tai Lung stole your Dragon Warrior essence and used it to enlarge himself. You must accept the chi of the rest of Masters in order to match his size and challenge him."

As cool as his mentor's plan was, there was something that still perplexed Po. "But how come I couldn't grow like that with my own chi? Why do I need someone else's?"

"That I can't explain," Shifu rubbed his chin, "however, I'm fairly certain that this should work."

"You mean there's a chance it won't?"

"It will. Have a little faith in your Shifu," he smirked at the larger panda.

Ultimately, Po nodded, though still unsure of what was to come. "O-Okay, I will, I just wish I knew what you're-" He stopped mid sentence when he eventually noticed golden radiance pouring out of not only his Master, but also from other parts of the temple. It took him a moment for it to click in his brain what was going on. "And you're sure they're all okay with this?"

"More than okay, Po." With a poise that came from decades of precise practice, Shifu directed the copious amounts of chi in the direction of the bear, forcing all the spiritual energy into the overweight panda's form.

In an instant, Po felt himself swell with power, first like what he normally felt with his own chi, then well past that as his body began to react to the intake. Like the snow leopard's, his muscles were the first to benefit from the added mystical essence being poured into him, giving a pleasured groan as he felt a lot of his worry melt away.

That turned into him getting additional height tacked onto his widening frame, becoming an overwhelming giant in no time flat. More and more muscle mass was being pumped onto his engorging physique, musculature inflating his body. While he couldn't seem to ever get rid of his gut, it seemed to be a good thing here as his swollen abs bowed out his tummy into a rock-solid dome of a gut, giving him a powerful core that many practitioners of certain martial arts would salivate over.

It seemed like no time at all had passed before Po's body looked like what the feline's did, besides the tortoise shell that he sported. It was intensely euphoric in how strong and mighty he felt, though he only realized until just that very moment how much he really enjoyed the sensation. "Oh gosh, I'm so sorry about this!" With lightning-fast reflexes, his hands shot to his thickening crotch rocket in an effort to cover himself up.

Shifu groaned, dismissing the bear's concerns. "Po, I've been on this planet for almost seventy years. I've pretty much seen it all at this point."

"Okay, okay," Po gulped, his face flush from embarrassment over being so hard in front of Master Shifu.

"I mean it, I'm fine. You're not the first to show off like that, and you won't be the last." With determination in his stance, Shifu nodded at the panda to send him off to battle, but not before grabbing his attention one last time as the bear was turning to leave. "Oh, Po?" He bounded up to his significantly larger student. "Take him out; for real, this time."

***

Surrounded by a meandering mountain range, Tai Lung waited for his opponent, hoping to get the battle of a lifetime. This would be a conflict for the history books, no doubt passed down for generations as people spoke of his eventual triumph.

Because of course he'd win, he possessed the Dragon Warrior's chi. Regardless of how that panda tried to take him on, he'd be victorious with ease. There was nothing that could be done to overtake him.

His muscles tensed with the desire to fight, thousands of pounds of bulk aching to unleash the power bunched up in them. The longing to prove himself built up inside of him until it reached a fever pitch where his boundless energy expressed itself through involuntary flexing. He wanted the challenge to commence, and he wanted it now!

The sensation of his preposterous musculature grinding up against itself sanded the edges off of his violent cravings and replaced them with latent arousal. He'd been pretty stacked in his own right, but his current physique blew his old self clear out of the water. There wasn't even a potential comparison throughout history that could come close to his unfathomable bulk. He was a titan in a league of his own, and he'd prove it when his rival appeared.

But waiting was getting hard for Tai Lung, who felt himself get heated the more that his colossal form rubbed against itself. He didn't realize just how sensitive his overwhelming heft was, his breathing staggering as he gasped at his intensifying arousal. He liked how his body felt without all this power, proud of the work that he'd done to hone his size, but this was unlike anything that he'd ever experienced in his entire life.

In a flash, his endowment throbbed to life, blood rushing to his pelvis to engorge his meat tube to full mast. His body might've made himself horny in the past, but nothing like this! It was a lot, but it was incredible. The feeling of so much weight being affected by the increasingly less impressive force of gravity was indescribable, swinging his meaty arms in front of him as if showing the invisible influence of the earth itself who was really in charge here.

The feeling of just how much space he took up thrilled him to his core, his tongue lolling out as his musculature pressed against itself with every flex. His nose became scant metres away from his nose as his chest puffed up with every instance of flexion, so close to those pecs that he almost tasted them and their hairy enormity. He'd become the epitome of masculinity, and he'd show everyone if he could.

His cock leaked entire ponds of preseed as he continued his self-worship, both physical and mental as he regarded his titanic vastness for all that it was worth. He stacked up against the mountains well, nearly taller than most and easily wider than all. In a less-civilized time, he'd have been revered as a god, and he'd be certain that the same would occur now were those Masters not in the picture.

Tai Lung's mind wandered back to the panda, pondering just how the other man could've possibly challenged him. There was him - a gigantic fucking stud who's balls alone could enrich the lands around him and make them more fertile - versus the bear - a lumbering oaf with a weight problem who couldn't possibly compare to his immeasurable height. There was no contest in his mind; not a single trick up the other warrior's sleeve could surprise him.

In a fit of lust, his tongue slavishly lashed over his colossal split-peak biceps, enjoying the utter magnitude that someone of his immense enormity could only appreciate. He was his own greatest lover, magnificent in some regards, but a pity in others as he had no one else who could properly recognize his worth. That might be his next act should he need it.

"Dude, what the hell are you doing?" Po watched the similarly-sized snow leopard with a look of abject confusion, his own shaft unintentionally twitching the longer that he stared.

Tai Lung nearly felt his heart stop when he heard the panda question him. "Enjoying myself, what does it look like?" His heart hadn't slowed its beating in the slightest; how did the bear sneak up on him like that, especially when he was the spit of his size?! "Don't tell me you've never done it before, or don't like how good the size feels on you now!"

"I mean..." With pursed lips, Po squeezed one of his gargantuan pectorals, thoroughly enjoying how he couldn't even dent the flesh thanks to how much power there was under his pelt. "It feels nice, yeah. I just didn't really think of this before." In reaction to his own fondling, his girthy length twitched from the sensation.

"You've never done that before?" Tai Lung almost couldn't believe the words that he'd been hearing. The panda was a veritable mountain of bulk, unbelievably sexy beyond belief, and yet he'd never even thought about worshipping himself? It felt wrong to him since that was one of the things he enjoyed doing most! "You've really been missing out then."

"Maybe," Po offered, unable to pry his hands away from his own enormity no matter how much he tried now, "but I came to keep my end of the deal. I'm here to fight, and I know you don't back down from a challenge."

The laugh that rumbled in Tai Lung's chest boomed throughout the land, potentially allowing people across the country to hear him in all his majesty. "You know, I have to ask - where did you go to achieve that kind of size? There shouldn't be anywhere that houses someone as powerful as you were."

"This is the combined energy of the rest of the Masters of the Temple," Po said with a confident huff, his chest puffing out farther than his diamond-hard abgut did. "They willingly let me absorb their essence for the sole purpose of taking you down. I intend to bring you to justice."

"Ah, you've delivered the other Masters' chi to me. Excellent!" Tai Lung was beside himself with delight. The only way that he might've been taken down was handed to him on a silver platter, and he couldn't have been happier about it if he'd tried.

Po shook his head, at least as much as his titanic traps allowed him to. "Wrong. I'll be using theirs to take mine back." The determination that he felt in this scenario emanated off of his inconceivable form, showing as his rippling musculature tensed as he took a fighting stance, his gargantuan endowment swaying in the breeze like his pendulous balls now always did. "I'll have you beat in no time now that we're evenly matched!"

"I've been looking forward to this for longer than you can comprehend." Using his incredible speed, Tai Lung swung first, lunging his fist towards the panda with the power of an army of cannon blasts behind it. He knew that even when small the bear would have trouble trying to avoid it, but at this size it'd be too easy.

Po jumped out of the way as best as he could, though he realized that he simply wasn't fast enough to evade the blow. The other warrior's closed fit struck him directly in the shoulder, sending him staggering backwards... but still remaining upright. Most astonishing of all was the fact that, while he certainly felt it, he didn't feel any pain attached to the strike in the slightest; his meaty physique absorbed the attack entirely. He really was evenly matched!

Tai Lung gasped when he witnessed the bear barely recoil from his swing, knowing that there was literal tons of force in his punch. He then launched his leg at his opponent, hoping that his swollen quad and bloated calf would provide enough weight to knock the panda down.

Like before, Po simply stood his ground and anticipated the blow to land. The direction that the other warrior's limb came from immediately told him how best to block it, his arm involuntarily shooting up to prevent any contact. As expected, the kick slammed into his forearm, amazingly not sending him reeling backwards like he normally would. Being able to actually match up to the gigantic feline was nice; he could get used to carrying this kind of size.

Enraged, Tai Lung continued his onslaught against his rival. The massive jump in size from before and after he took the panda's chi meant that his movements had grown a fair bit sluggish, however he was still incredibly agile, especially for his size. And yet, not a single one of his attacks was having the effect that he was looking for. He wanted to best this goddamn bear like no other time before, but couldn't seem to do it fighting like he did. He'd have to turn up the heat and really give the other man what for!

Po predicted that a lack of outcome would fire up the snow leopard like nothing else, smirking when he saw his opponent's eyes light up in a frenzy. Each blow did little to affect him, but he could observe how the cat's fiery passion opened him up for attacks. He waited patiently, taking in hit after hit against his own swollen physique, before seeing the perfect opportunity and landing a shot of his own directly underneath the feline's bloated pectorals.

The impact of the other man's punch bugged Tai Lung's eyes out, not expecting the panda to sense the chance to strike. It caught him off-guard and sent him staggering back, but amazingly it didn't hurt in the slightest. He huffed in anger, but calmed down when he realized what the outcome meant - the pair of them totally squared up against one another, indicating that they'd entered into a war of attrition and that the winner wouldn't be decided over who hit the best blow, rather who'd still be the one not exhausted enough to fall over. With the vigour that coursed through his veins, he knew that it'd be him. He hoped.

Po launched his next barrage of attacks, aiming for roughly the same spot as before. Each punch and kick was sent directly in the middle of the cat's body, some landing while others missed entirely. It was about as much as he'd expected. What he didn't expect, however, was connecting a blow to the snow leopard's pulsating cock, the flesh solid to the touch and hot from the blood pumping to it.

The strike against his monolithic pillar got Tai Lung gasping. His initial thought was how much it was going to hurt - because something like that normally did - only to realize after a few, agonizing moments that he didn't feel any ill effects from the attack against his manhood. In fact, the hit felt... good, way better than he'd ever have expected it to. That was a disaster as he couldn't stop himself from vocalizing the pleasure he'd just received with a low, loud moan. He saw the panda's eyes light up and grimaced, not liking what the other warrior was thinking.

Seeing the other man's reaction to getting hit in the dick, Po immediately thought of the best way to take down his foe. He now redirected all of his efforts to the cat's colossal crotch rocket, every point of force headed to stimulate the feline into submission. It was rather odd for him to be trying a tactic like this, to say the least, but he knew that any advantage that he could come across was something that he needed to capitalize on if he wanted to win, especially against someone who'd clearly do the same if given the opportunity.

Sensing his defeat if he didn't think fast, Tai Lung knew that his best odds of coming out on top was to try and stimulate the panda in much the same way as himself. He switched up his target, not aiming for the body, but rather the bear's enormous schlong, which hung limply in the air as it hadn't been aroused nearly as much as his was. That was the perfect time to strike. With full confidence, he lunged his hand down at the other man's nether region, connecting with his foe's meaty rod and giving it a squeeze before stroking it from tip to base. He laughed when he felt it engorge with blood in a matter of seconds, doing exactly what he wanted it to.

Po's eyes nearly shot out of his head when he realized what the snow leopard was trying to accomplish, doing his damndest to push away the horny assault from assailing him any further. It was rather futile in the end as the cat's other hand came in to further provoke him, moaning somewhat whorishly when he felt his fat nipple get squeezed and played with like a knob. The feline was fighting dirty, and he was about to succumb to his raging libido if he didn't think of something fast.

Tai Lung was on top of the world when he realized how weak his enemy was, likely not accustomed to the intense level of arousal coursing through his veins like he was. It thrilled him to no end to see the panda's body twitch from overwhelming horniness bounding through him, making him press onward. This was it - this was where he'd win.

Not wanting to give up just yet, Po fought back with all his might, his swollen arms flexed more than double their initial height as he pushed against the snow leopard's tremendous bulk as hard as he was capable of. He didn't want to let the other man have his way with him so easily, and he cursed himself for not thinking of relieving his sexual tension as a way of preventing a situation like this. At least, that's how he would pitch it to Master Shifu in the near future.

Grunting from the enormous amount of weight now pressing back against him, Tai Lung struggled in trying to enact his plan and had to switch to defending himself. The panda's power was incredible in its own right despite it not being specifically the Dragon Warrior's chi. It made him realize just how truly mighty the Furious Five really were, and that he might not stand that much of a chance with them should he find himself in a later encounter with them.

Po kept his pushing up, wanting to topple this kitty cat once and for all. He managed to get a step in, and then another one, and then one more as he forced himself onto the snow leopard. There was a massive amount of resistance, of course, as he didn't expect his enemy to just give up so easily, but he could tell the way that his foe was arching his back that it might just take a little more effort in order to be victorious. Tensing his body as much as it could, he drove his might just a little bit closer, every muscle on his body now fighting for room against another, causing his arousal to spike ever higher.

Seeing the hugemongous bear shove into him was a double-edge sword of emotion as he felt both angered that he was losing so handily, but also aroused because that's the kind of body that he craved. His own immense musculature was tensed as far as it could go, matching what the panda did with himself except for the gigantic tortoise shell of a gut. It was everything that he could do in his unfortunate situation to keep himself on his feet, but alas, it wasn't enough in the end.

"Woah!" Po grunted as he suddenly found himself on top of the snow leopard, cock sandwiched between their hard bodies as rosy blushes overtook their faces. They unleashed a symphony of laboured breathing as their magnum dongs writhed from the intense stimulation that the pair of their swollen forms brought upon them. As much as he'd hate to say it, he loved being in this scenario.

"Get off me, you heavy oaf!" Tai Lung bellowed, his gasping breaths signalling just how much he was actually liking the contact with the titanic bear. As much as he struggled in trying to rid himself of the nuisance lying on top of him, he wanted nothing more than to have the other man rub down his immensity and get him off like only a mass monster could. It took everything that he could muster to fight these thoughts, and he was afraid that he might capitulate to them.

That gave Po a brilliant idea. Trying not to arouse himself any further, he let his hands roam around the feline colossi's magnificent bulk, noting where they needed to be in order to make the other man wriggle the most.

"Wait, what are you doing?!" Tai Lung shrieked, caving into the overpowering force of his libido.

"You wanted the chi, right?" Po cheekily grinned, leaking rivulets of pre down his tumescent obelisk. "I'm giving it all to you." With a sudden slowing of his mind, he channeled all the energy swirling throughout his improbable form and forced it to migrate to his hands. There he was able to deposit it into the feline like a bank dealing with size, watching as his foe swelled up right before his eyes.

Tai Lung, on the other hand, fought within himself as he both loved and _loathed_what was happening to him. "No, this isn't what I meant! This isn't what I wanted!" He tried his damndest to struggle out of the panda's grasp, but he was already overcome by the bloating of his already massive muscles. Pecs that simply obscured the vision of anything below them now actively pushed up into his face, while arms that could lift the buildings in the valley now blimped larger than the Jade Temple. Somehow he wasn't gaining any height, as if this lowly bear was able to choose where all the chi was meant to be going. How was someone as weak as his rival able to master such an advanced concept while he couldn't? It enraged him!

Po watched in abject glee as the feline realized how screwed he was, even fine with the fact that he had to drain the other Masters' essence into the squirming titan just to do it. He observed how the other man's musculature ballooned in a matter of moments, more than quadrupling their size with nary a second to recognize the fact before they kept going. While he could see the snow leopard's face, he could tell by his enemy's whimpering that he was being overcome by the combined force of their twin arousals. Oh yeah, he was going to enjoy this show!

More and more densely-packed bulk poured into Tai Lung, who could do nothing but writhe in place as he slowly lost his feline flexibility. His head had long been locked into place, his chest now dominating everything that he saw while his traps rose higher above his head than he ever thought possible. His arms surged with so much heft that moving them was a laborious undertaking in its own right, while his legs grew much in the same way, splayed out to the side to make room for the leviathan that was his fuckmeat. He was an absolute behemoth of a cat, and he wasn't even sure if he wanted this anymore.

To think that this was what Po would be doing that day. He looked at the rising stature of the mammothian snow leopard, the highest point on his body lying down rising higher than the mountains around them. It didn't matter to him that he'd shrunk down dramatically as it meant that his foe would succumb to the intense levels of testosterone flooding his system, feeding him with so much horny pleasure that he'd be unable to do anything but focus on it. He just had to find a good spot to hide so that he'd come out of the encounter in one piece.

In no time flat, all of the remaining Masters' chi had been pumped into Tai Lung, who now thoroughly regretted it. He'd turned into a total wrecking ball of meaty bulk, a symbol of ultimate virile masculinity that he wanted nothing more than to give up. It was too much, he was too horny, and the united forces of the arousal that they both experienced were wreaking havoc on his nerves. It took no time at all before his libido got the best of him and he came hard.

Po saw this coming ahead of time, locating a place where he'd be certain to find safety - on top of the snow leopard's gargantuan pecs. While he might not have his Dragon Warrior energy back yet, he was still very much skilled in the arts of kung fu and was able to manoeuvre his way up the feline's prodigious bulk. It didn't seem like a particularly good place to be given the rumblings from arousal that made him feel like he'd been caught in the mother of all earthquakes, but the way that the other man's cathood jutted far beyond his head meant that he'd never get splashed with untold megalitres of ballbatter. It was foolproof.

Tai Lung lambasted himself for being bested by the panda so easily, especially from getting gifted with the one thing that he'd been craving so hard. His mind grew swamped with relief as his mountain-sized cum tanks blasted veritable lakes of spunk far over the landscape to an uninhabited part of the country that had no one around for kilometres. He quivered in place as his grotesque musculature flexed, making him the largest thing around with nothing else able to ever compete with him.

In spite of the man that he'd hunkered down on being his rival, Po couldn't help but imagine what it was like to be in the other man's position. It was intriguing to know what the snow leopard felt like, especially with how easy it was to take back all of the chi for himself. Should he investigate it for himself? Perhaps...

Whole eternities felt like they'd gone by in the blink of an eye as Tai Lung continued to fire out what felt like an ocean's worth of cum. He had no idea about most things at the moment as his mind was deluged by lifetimes' worth of pleasure hitting him all at once, but he was absolutely still aware of his swollen muscles throbbing in sync with his heart beat and grinding up against one another. He didn't know how much more he had left in him, or if he'd pass out before he was finished. It looked like he'd find out soon enough as his testicles seemed to be drained nearly to total emptiness.

Po watched with bated breath as the writing mass of bulk started to relax as release had finally been achieved. Not wanting to give the cat even a second to breathe, he jumped in and started phase two of his plan. Like previously, he placed his hands on a part of the snow leopard that he could reach - this time being the other man's preposterously gigantic pecs - and being the process of siphoning all of the energy back into him. As he'd not cum yet, exhaustion hadn't hit him at all, meaning that he could pump himself up with all the mystical essence as much as he wanted.

The sensation of cumming more than the rest of the world could manage in thousands of generations left Tai Lung a panting mess of emotions, the strongest of all being complete relief as he'd emptied his orbs of everything that they'd produce. From that point on it felt like his energy was slowly depleting out of his body, more than likely his body's way of trying to keep him awake.

Wait, this felt like more than that. His head rested to the side and observed as the tops of mountains became more and more eye-level with him, only then realizing that he was able to move his head at all. He grew flustered with the comprehension that something was wrong, but unsure of what was even happening to him. It all felt so tiring to him, and he couldn't stop it even if he knew what was up.

Po, meanwhile, relishing in the additional bulk that he drew from the snow leopard, his golden aura radiating all around him. In as fast as he took the chi from his enemy, so too did his own form bloat up with unimaginable beef, giving him the meaty visage that he grew to like earlier. Except he didn't stop there. He took on more and more of the Masters' essence, surging him up bigger than he was previously though with the bonus of not stunting his height like he did to the cat. He made sure that his body could accommodate all the heft that was piled onto his unimaginably gargantuan form.

Tai Lung shrunk faster and faster as he felt his flexibility return to him. His heart nearly beat out of his chest when he finally saw the awe-inspiring stature of the panda, looming over him like he'd done mere moments ago. He couldn't tell in his heart what he felt more strongly about - the envy that all of that size should be his, or the fact that he was embarrassingly smitten over the admittedly attractive nature that the bear gained along with the size. His mind was too muddled to tell him for sure.

Just as quickly as he'd pumped up the snow leopard, so too did Po embiggen himself, his imposing physique swollen and meaty, just as he'd come to love it. The feeling of his bulky musculature being so heavy was unlike anything that he'd ever felt in his life, and it almost made him want more. "God, why do I like this so much..." He chuckled under his breath.

Seeing the panda fondle his immense enormity stung Tai Lung, who wanted that all for himself. He didn't know if it was in his best interest to stick around at that moment or split, but it appeared that his decision was made for him as he'd been unexpectedly picked up by the behemothian bear and placed upon gigatons of pectoral meat. "I suppose you've come to gloat about how you've bested me at my own game."

"Why would I do that?" Po snickered, his mammothian chest heaving with every breath, taking the demonstrably tiny feline for a ride. "Oop, sorry about that!" He stopped when he noticed how much the snow leopard struggled.

"Because that's what I would do," Tai Lung admitted, his cheeks burning both in rage and consternation. "It's what I would've done had I been victorious."

"Nah, I don't do any of that. That's not who I am," Po smirked, though fell into thought as he eyed up the colossally small cat. "I'll tell you what, though. While you can't have any of the chi to yourself, I'm willing to let you go, but on one condition."

The titan's words hit Tai Lung like a ton of bricks. "You mean to tell me you're basically just giving me a slap on the wrist? You're not going to have me imprisoned again?!"

Po had to stop himself from laughing again. "Well, no, dude, you didn't really do anything. That would be a bit harsh, don't you think?"

Tai Lung couldn't be more agitated if either of them tried. "I suppose that's why you're the Dragon Warrior..."

"In any case, I only ask for one thing." As if about to declare a royal proclamation, Po cleared his throat. "In order to curb your lust for power, I'll regularly come by and let you grow huge until you cum, and then you do the same for me. How does that sound?"

The proposition made Tai Lung's jaw nearly drop to the ground. "You're joking, right?" He felt like his ears were lying to him, or that his brain didn't process what he'd heard correctly. "You'd actually be willing to do that with me after all I've done?"

"I mean, I kinda like the size," Po bashfully admitted through a crimson blush, "and I know you do too. Not gonna lie, I kinda think I look hot like this!" He felt his cock stiffen from the mere thought of his enormity, towering over the both of them as it punched its way into the sky. "But that's my offer. Do you accept?"

"You're asking if I'd want to get huge with you whenever I want for the purposes of fornication?"

Po looked at the snow leopard as he'd not been clear. "Uh, literally that, yeah."

Tai Lung's heart nearly skipped a beat at such a compassionate proposal. "I'd be a fool not to accept!"

"Great!" Po exclaimed. "We can start now."

"Excuse me?!" In an instant, Tai Lung felt himself be carefully thrown in the midst of the panda's pec valley, the giant slabs of beef on either side gingerly rubbing against him. As if he'd not just blasted rope across the country, he was hard again, painfully so. "Oh, what have I gotten myself into..."