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The new year was finally underway. Festivities were held all across the world, from the cities to the farthest reaches imaginable. Much merriment was had by all as partygoers celebrated long into the early hours of the day, trying to maximize their socialization time before the inevitability of returning to normalcy reared its ugly head. Everyone seemed to be having a blast.

Everyone except Asgore, that is. While the party at the pub raged all around him, he sat alone at the bar, glass of beer in his large mitt and an apparently never-ending stream of thoughts bouncing around his head. He tried to focus as much as he could, but the task felt near impossible with the amount of liveliness happening around him. Despite his burly appearance not one person tried to drag him in the midst of the revelry; there were perks to hitting up places away from home.

Just about the only other person not partying along with the others was the bartender, an avian of sorts that he guessed was a crow. He'd done his fair share of having to officiate all manner of galas, so he knew exactly how tiresome being the only working member of an occasion was and didn't envy it for a second.

He took a long sip of beer before grimacing, immediately thinking that the booze underground was far superior than what they had up here. The suppliers he'd dealt with for his own events would never allow alcohol to be as watered down as this was. Ugh, he'd be sober the entire night at this rate, never reaching the level of drunkenness hoped for on this special night. And with the prices of the drinks here, he didn't feel much like shelling out more for the privilege of losing his sobriety.

A brief moment of clarity hit him when the noise died down a tad, allowing him to parse his thoughts for a split second before the merrymaking returned, eliciting a grumble of annoyance out of the thick goat monster. Perhaps this wasn't exactly the greatest place to put the pieces of his mind together.

It was because of his inability to focus that he noticed the seat next to him be taken by a wolf. The fellow seemed to be a regular of the establishment, saying his hellos to the people around him and ordering 'his usual', whatever that may be. Oh, to be regarded in such a fashion; it'd been ages since that'd been the case.

His daydreaming kept him preoccupied, blinding him to the fact that the other man seemed to be staring at him in a fair bit of incredulity. The sudden meeting of gazes had a shiver momentarily rip down his spine. He couldn't help but wonder what the other guy's deal was, though. "Uh, can I help you with something?"

That seemed to snap Chris out of his unintentional daze, the act of shaking his head even slightly making the tuft of hair sticking out from the toque on his head sway. "Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to stare." A blush crept onto his face from his blunder. "I just don't think I've ever seen you here before."

"That's because I've never been here before. Walked past this place countless times and I thought I'd finally give it a go," Asgore took another sip of his drink, this time stifling his displeasure so as to not appear rude.

"Well, I'm glad you decided to drop by. You'll like the atmosphere here," Chris stated with a nod before sticking his hand out to receive the stranger. "The name's Chris. Pleased to make your acquaintance."

Asgore accepted the other man's appendage with his own meaty mitt. "Howdy, I'm Asgore Dreamurr."

Hearing that caused Chris' jaw to drop wide open, his eyes bugging out in surprise. "I _thought_you looked familiar!" He chuckled as his face lit up.

"Oh, you know me?" That genuinely struck Asgore as a pleasant revelation; he never realized his reputation left the Underground at all.

"Man, _everyone's_heard of you up here," Chris rested his chin on his hands. "Probably more than you realize."

Asgore wasn't sure how he felt about the last of the lupine's remarks. "I'll, uh, take your word for it."

"So," Chris slammed back the contents of his drink, some kind of cocktail that looked like a mix of whatever bottles needed emptying the most, "what brings you to our secluded little watering hole all the way up here?"

"Ah, well, you see..." Try as he might, Asgore couldn't quite spit out the words to accurately describe how he felt. He wasn't sure if it was his lack of self-confidence on the issue or the fact he was talking to someone he only just met, but his tongue seemed tied more than it usually was. "Just got a lot on my mind, is all."

"Drowning your sorrows? Classic. We've all been there." The look on Chris' face indicated how common of an occurrence it really was at that pub. "You don't mind sharing a little bit of your troubles, do you? I'm wondering if I might be able to impart some wisdom."

Discussing the situation he had at hand felt like a tall order to Asgore, but maybe a fresh set of eyes on his thoughts was exactly what he needed. He was so nervous though; maybe he should've done this with someone he knew a bit better first. "I suppose I could."

"Awesome," Chris wryly grinned, twisting himself on the barstool to give the boss monster his full attention. "Go ahead and explain to me the nature of the issues you're facing."

"Gosh, I, uh..." Asgore fumbled his words, unsure of where to even begin! There was so much to cover that he didn't know how best to convey everything. "Well, I've been trying to tackle this thing for some time now, but... everything I do seems to fail for some reason or another."

Chris pursed his lips as he considered the goat's words. "Mmm, I might need a smidge more to go on there."

"Well, it's, um..." Asgore thought hard about how best to frame his racing thoughts. "Relationships."

The swell of Chris' chest coincided with the corners of his mouth contorting into a confident grin. "Oh, I happen to know quite a bit about those! You're looking for something new, right? A different angle of approach?"

For the first time that night Asgore perked his shoulders up as the wolf hit every nail on the head, showing more of his bulky body than he had been since he got there. "Yes, that's it exactly!"

"Then you're talking with the right guy," Chris rested his hand on the other man's broad shoulder. He gave it some thought as to what the best way to demonstrate his prowess in the topic would be, only to stumble onto a brilliant idea that impressed even himself. "Hey, why don't you come with me? I can help show you things you haven't seen before."

"Oh, now? Uh, lemme pay for this first."

"We can just put it on my tab. You're good with that, right Sal?" Chris shot the corvid bartender a quick glance.

"Only if you're planning on paying it off within this lifetime," Sal glared back at the canine, polishing a glass mug to be used for the next order with a fresh cloth.

Chris dismissed the bird with a hand gesture. "I said I'll pay it off in the new year."

Sal maintained eye contact with the lupine, his mood never shifting. "You've said that for so long that we're actually in the new year now."

"That just means this one isn't new anymore. Trust me, I'll have it paid off in the _new_year." An air of unearned assurance swirled around Chris.

"You have three months until I'm cutting you off completely." At the resistance given to him, Sal narrowed his eyes at the wolf, a fire of indignancy lighting in his belly.

"Make it six and not a day before," Chris spat out before hopping off his stool, motioning the larger man to do the same. "Come on!"

Asgore barely had a chance to process the lightspeed conversation before it abruptly ended, his forehead wrinkled in confusion. He and the beleaguered bird behind the bar briefly made eye contact as he rummaged around his pants pocket. A wad of crumpled-up bills were gingerly placed on the countertop as he slipped into his jacket, his cheeks flush as he wordlessly left to meet up with the wolf.

Sal could only groan at the exact same situation he'd been in for months now. "This wasn't a negotiation," he sighed. At least he actually got paid this time.

***

The crisp night air made for a pleasant backdrop as they meandered back to the hotel room Chris was staying at for the next little while. His room wasn't particularly fancy, but it had all the basic amenities needed for a brief visit to this city.

"Certainly cozy in here," Asgore said, seeing what the interior of one of these rooms looked like for the first time in his life.

"Oh yeah, it's perfect," Chris let the door close behind him as he collected both their coats and hung them in the closet. He then clasped his hands together as he regarded the boss monster in front of him, a bit of a playful twinkle glistening in his eye. "So, you ready to get started?"

Truthfully, Asgore had no idea what to anticipate with his rather odd wolf acquaintance, which put him a bit at unease, however, the allure of trying something different in his life was too good to pass up. New year, new him and all that. "I think so, yeah."

"Awesome. I'm gonna need you to take that shirt of yours off then."

Asgore's jaw fell agape when he heard that. "Wait, seriously?!" Panic suddenly flooded his system, the request being one of the last things expected. "Why do you need that?"

Not wanting to give away any part of his method that he didn't have to, Chris thought hard about how best to phrase his next call so as to not arouse any suspicion. "I need to know what I'm working with here."

The other man's words got Asgore blushing fiercely. He hesitated in complying, though knew that the canine only wanted to help with his problems. "Well, a-alright then..." With a gulp, he tentatively hooked his fingers under the hem of his shirt, slowly lifting the garment up his chubby torso. His ample gut was the first thing displayed, the crimson across his cheeks glowing brighter the more he showed off, followed by pectorals actually fairly honed given the amount of time he'd spent gardening as of late. Soon the fabric had been shucked off entirely, leaving him half-naked in a room with a stranger that he'd only met within the hour. Surprisingly he could still think of more bizarre situations he'd been in before.

"Holy shit, look at you!" Chris' eyes nearly bugged out of their sockets as he regarded the goat in front of him. Very rarely did he see a man who possessed size like the other man did, the organic nature of it all far too uncommon for his liking. "You're trying to tell me you've got problems when you look like this?" He couldn't pry his eyes away from the monster's gorgeous dad bod.

"Heh, I, uh..." Asgore felt the lupine was laying it on rather thick, though he couldn't help but feel a bit of pride well within him as he took in all the compliments thrown his way. It wasn't often he got to experience someone outright telling him how much someone liked what he offered, much to his dismay. "Yeah, I do."

Chris scoffed when he heard that. "If you're struggling, then the rest of us are screwed."

"Ah, well," Asgore chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck, "I'm... honestly nothing special. And I mean you look just fine from where I'm standing, so I can't imagine you having too much trouble."

"Oh, you're too kind!" Chris grinned, enjoying the performance the flustered goat gave off. "Though I will say, in comparison to you, my natural state leaves a lot to be desired. You're on a whole other level, I'd say."

A smile wriggled its way onto Asgore's face as he observed the wolf in front of him. "Still, I wouldn't be so hard on yourself if I were you. I know you've probably got a lot going for you that people enjoy."

"I do - I _know_I do - just not in this regard." With a smirk, Chris began the process of removing his own shirt, his toque coming off as he did. While he found himself more preoccupied with fluffing his hair, his own shredded body provided a much more compelling view. Compared to the boss monster standing in front of him, he might as well be a twig, though one sculpted from marble with how intricate the musculature was - an impressive swimmer's build stacked against the bulky king. "I'm sure you can agree."

"Well," Asgore grinned, "you certainly take care of yourself. Maybe I've been letting myself go a bit too much these days," he said, patting his solid gut.

"Ah, I wouldn't sell yourself short like that. It's obvious who does the heavy lifting where you're from," Chris' gaze wandered to the goat's brawny limbs, the muscle mass visible through the thin layer of pudge. "I mean, look at these arms - they're huge!" He chuckled, though not without a mischievous glint in his eye. "You wouldn't mind flexing them for me, would you?"

It'd been ages since Asgore had been asked that, catching him off-guard. "Oh, uh..." He stammered. "I suppose I could." Taking a step back, he threw his fists ahead of him into a powerful stance, his arms thickening from tension and showing off all his delicious beef. He couldn't stop the ends of his lips curling into a self-satisfied smile at being able to do this for the first time in a while.

Chris' face lit up like he'd been shown the Holy Grail, only the boss monster's bulk meant significantly more to him than the gaudy trinket ever could. "My god, you're built! If only the rest of us were so lucky." Seeing the mounds of meat that made up the other man's arms had his heart aflutter, and it spurred him on to take a closer look. "You don't mind if I have a feel of them myself, do you?"

"Heh, I guess that's fine with me." Having this much attention meant the world to Asgore, to the point that his apprehension of the situation had long since evaporated.

Biting his lip, Chris reached forward and caressed the larger man's heft, a slight gasp leaving his mouth when his fingers made contact. "You monsters must really be built differently. I gotta admit, I'm kinda envious right now," he looked up at the goat, snickering when he noticed the modest height difference between them. "Man, you're way taller in person than I imagined you being."

"Comes with the territory of being king," Asgore asserted. "Is that a problem?"

"Not at all, it just makes it a little difficult to do this." Taking the boss monster by surprise, Chris sprung on his tiptoes in a split second, planting a kiss on the other man's lips as his hands wrapped around the goat's mane, running his fingers through the luxurious fur.

To say Asgore was startled by the wolf's abrupt display of affection would be an understatement. He'd been out of the game for so long that something like this didn't even register as a possibility, meaning he'd been wholly unprepared for its occurrence. That, however, couldn't wipe the goofy grin off his face when the canine backed off. "What was that for?"

"To help loosen you up a bit," Chris trailed his finger along the goat's hairy torso. "I didn't want you getting cold feet before the fun really started."

That got Asgore's attention, getting him to cock his head in confusion. "Before the fun starts? What do you--" He didn't have time to finish his sentence before the wolf's laugh interrupted him. But what was going on? He hadn't the foggiest idea what the lupine had in store, and it made it all the more bewildering given their half-naked visages. Maybe he should--

Wait, did the other man seem bigger than before? He couldn't be sure at first, but with his eyes trained on the canine's body he easily saw his acquaintance's musculature twitch before jumping up a small amount in size. The sight of which had him baffled, his jaw falling open as he stammered out any vocalization that came to him. "H-h-how..."

"Ah, you finally noticed," Chris lifted his hands behind his head, letting the boss monster get a good look at his burgeoning bulk. Not so athletic anymore, his body now verged onto being as thick as those in contact sports. A wry grin signified his amusement at seeing the other man be transfixed on his form. "You like?"

Asgore gulped when the question was asked. His days of fooling around with men had been so far in the past that it took him a hot second to ease into these circumstances - with which he found himself ultimately comfortable - but the current situation had him completely baffled. Never before had he seen something like this take place, even amongst all those living in the Underground. It left him more than a bit unwary, however, he couldn't seem to pry his eyes away if he tried.

Chris could only chuckle at the boss monster's astonished expression. "I'll take that as a yes." The feeling of growth always felt wonderful whenever he got the chance to experience it, moreso when he had an audience available to witness him in action.

More and more beef swelled the wolf's body, keeping Asgore's gaze firmly locked on the growing man. Was this something that every surface dweller had the ability to do, or was this canine somehow special in this regard? It floored him that such a thing was evidently possible.

The bloating of Chris' frame eventually petered out with him roughly as jacked as the goat man, only without any fat obscuring his shredded physique. "Hey look, we're twinsies!" His eyes then fell on the other man's gut. "More or less."

"Is that actually real?" Asgore blurted out, his hand outstretched as if to feel for himself, though stopping at the last second to prevent himself from appearing rude.

It was as if Chris had waited all night to hear those words. "Does this answer your question?" Finishing what the monster started, he pulled the other man's hand to his chest, allowing the goat to thoroughly fondle his meaty pectoral. It'd been a little bit since he last got to do this; he forgot how good it felt.

Asgore let himself explore the other man's impossible growth, now using both hands to roam across the wolf's torso. Everything felt authentic in his grasp, as if his acquaintance had gained years' worth of gym results in a matter of moments. He still could barely believe it despite all his hands told him. "How?"

"I've been able to alter my body size for quite some time now, though I usually do it for myself; not everyone deserves to see this. But you?" Chris laughed, his heavy chest bobbing up and down with every breath. "You're someone special, and I wanted to give you a show you'd never forget."

"Well, you're not wrong in that regard," Asgore couldn't stop himself from groping the lupine's enormity if he wanted to. "This is incredible!"

"You want it to be your turn now?" Chris gave the goat a cheeky look.

Asgore's brain practically short-circuited upon hearing that. "I beg your pardon?"

"It's something I show very few people, but I can also make others grow as well," Chris let his fingers crawl up the boss monster's torso, making their way up the golden treasure trail to the other man's impressive chest. "I thought it might lift your spirits some if I let you feel what it's like."

If someone were to tell Asgore what his night would've entailed, he'd have never believed it. And yet this was really happening, and he couldn't be more excited to try this for himself. "You'd do that?"

"Of course! Hey, the 'King of all Monsters' needs to look the part, right?" Chris let his hand meander up to the goat's head, directing the larger man's chin so that the pair of them made eye contact with one another. "Believe me, when I'm through with you, you'll never have another relationship issue ever again."

Given the green light to proceed, he let his hands roam back down the monster's front, ending up gripping each side of that paunchy trunk. This alone got his motor running. Never in a million years did he think he'd get the chance to grow the one and only Asgore, let alone be in the same room as him! His heart nearly beat out of his chest as he envisioned what the goat would look like after the procedure had completed. Oh, he couldn't wait to get started!

Taking a deep breath, he let the energy of growth flow through him, letting it pass through the tips of his fingers into the flesh of the boss monster, eliciting a sharp gasp from the bigger man from the sudden sensation. He could see the goat look at him in trepidation, though a warm smile given in return was all that was necessary to assuage any potential fears held. Heh, the fun hadn't even started yet.

The effects were immediate. Already solid, he could feel the other man's gut begin to firm even more, the fat dissipating as muscle replaced it. In an instant he witnessed the rise of the monster's newly formed abgut, hard as rock and able to crush it if given the chance to. The growth migrated up to the king's chest, any pudge there disappearing as well as those brawny pectorals only got moreso, pushing past that gut for the first time in a while. Then came his arms, triceps as big as a regular monster's waist, while biceps flourishing huger than any of their heads into sumptuous split-peaks.

The whole thing was over before it even began, with the goat in awe of the bulk piled on out of nowhere. Now that was a body to be proud of!

And Asgore was. The endowment of all this swollen beef seemed just about trivial to the wolf, but to him it meant the world. He hadn't felt this good in ages, not realizing just how much his fat used to weigh him down. He felt years younger than he was. "Golly, I don't even know what to say. This is amazing!"

"I had a feeling you'd like it. I know I sure do." Not wasting a moment, Chris let his hands slide along the goat's abgut, a mirthful grin wrinkling his face. "Okay, _this_is new to me, but I can't say I hate it. There's just so much of you to take in now." His nostrils flaring in adoration, he lifted the other man's bloated arms, feeling the sheer weight each limb now possessed. If he wasn't careful he'd start swooning.

"Yes, I do like this!" Asgore's own smile stretched from ear to floppy ear. Just like with the wolf, his hands felt up every square inch of his white-furred form, his fingers gliding across his musculature as they brushed through his fluffy yellow treasure trail. He'd been muscular in his youth - something that brought him more attention than he initially expected - but not quite to this degree. Now he seemed three times as big as he was back then!

Phase one of Chris' plan was complete; time to move onto the second part. His eyes flicking between himself and the other man, he gently started the process of removing his pants as the goat monster kept on admiring himself. He had to laugh at the rapt attention the king supplied himself with.

Now free of every piece of clothing beside his pair of boxers, he waited for the larger man to notice, though with how enraptured his acquaintance was with himself he wondered just how long it would take.

The answer was not long at all as a quick glance at the canine told Asgore that things were advancing and he needed to keep up. "Oh, we're still going?"

"Well, of course. You didn't think we'd just stop with our tops, did you?"

"Uh..." Asgore rubbed the back of his bull neck, liking how much thicker it was now.

"I mean," as this was an unfamiliar situation for the goat, Chris didn't want to seem imposing, "if you wanna stop we can." Their gazes then met. "However, if you wanna keep going, then you know what to do."

His curiosity thoroughly piqued, Asgore didn't hesitate in removing his bottoms, the material a bit tight, though it was always tight - they just didn't make clothing in his size. The absence of his pants revealed legs honed by carrying the rest of his weight around, amazingly not too doughy considering what the rest of him used to look like. Even he was pleasantly surprised!

Chris, however, had something else catch his eye entirely. "My god, your pants must be hammerspace or something because I got no idea how the hell you've been hiding that from everyone. You're fucking huge down here!" He ducked down to the goat's lower half, completely mesmerized at the sizable package held in the white fabric prison that made up the other man's briefs.

Hearing another guy compliment his junk had Asgore blushing profusely again, feeling pride that he hadn't in quite some time. "I've been pretty lucky in that regard. Honestly, I think it's only grown bigger as I've aged."

"Well, I'm officially envious now," Chris chuckled. "You don't mind if I give it a feel for myself, do you?"

"Be my guest." Any anxiety Asgore had felt at the beginning of the night had long since passed, leaving him in a satisfied state in the presence of the wolf.

With the king's permission, Chris reached out and cupped the goat's bulge, feeling the flesh under the material squirm in his grasp. He then brought his second hand over, in awe that even that was enough to hold the entire thing. "Goddamn, dude. I just..." Utterly entranced he continued, stroking the other man's endowment through the garment, enjoying the sensation of the boss monster's cock gradually swelling to full mast. "This is unreal! I can't believe you walk around with this thing and don't even care about it."

Asgore tried, and failed, to stifle a moan. "Heh, I guess that's what happens when you're used to it."

"Fuck, man, it's gigantic." Seeing the goat's schlong was one thing, but feeling it was a whole other matter entirely. Chris was beside himself in delight as he used both hands to encircle as much of the other man's cock as he could. Feeling such a mighty endowment for himself had his own dong achingly hard.

Feeling arousal fuel his every move, Chris then dug his fingers beneath the band of the goat's underwear, tugging the tight elastic around the girthy member encased inside it. The thing flopped halfway up the boss monster's solid tortoise shell of a gut, throbbing at attention as it saw the world for the first time since the previous morning.

The sensation flowing through Asgore's veins was indescribable. He made sure to take care of his urges on a daily basis, but the feeling of having someone else tend to them always got him hornier than he realized.

Not wanting to be left behind, Chris took the opportunity to free his dick from his boxers so as to match his guest. While he might not be quite in the same league as what the goat was, that didn't stop his pole from being remarkable in its own right. For a guy shorter and normally smaller than a lot of people he certainly punched well above his weight when it came to the size of his prick. He relished in how it slapped against his taut abs, reaching nearly to his bellybutton, though he knew things didn't have to end there.

"Are you trying to say you're not packing?" Asgore grinned, trailing a finger along the canine's turgid shaft.

Chris gasped at the delicate touch. "Well, I never said I wasn't."

"I know plenty of people who'd be pleased if they saw a member like yours."

That got Chris to smirk. "Oh yeah? What if they saw this?!" Not another second passed before he launched into the second part of his growth, the energy welling up inside him now coalescing into his lower half. He groaned in pleasure as it washed over every part of him, including his pulsating cock that pushed out a bead of precum at the tip.

While not as showy as his torso, he still enjoyed it when he grew his legs as the freakish size he could make them invited comparisons to a ton of things that turned him on harder than anything else. He wouldn't quite get to those sizes just yet, however he did want to get the ball rolling and show the king what he had on his mind.

A simple flex started the chain reaction, his quad tensing up as muscle bunched all around it, forcing his thigh wider as it began to take up more room. The other one followed suit, not wanting to be left behind as his expansion continued. Neither of them needed to be flexed in order to accomplish any of this, but he enjoyed it when he could make them touch. Tensing them wouldn't be necessary much longer.

The one thing that caught the goat's attention more than anything else, though, was his crotch rocket, twitching slightly from his pelvic muscles flexing before surging larger on its own, not only longer up his front but increasingly girthier as well. Feeling it cover more surface area with every passing second always brought him incredible pleasure and he couldn't wait to show the boss monster exactly what he had in store for the pair of them.

Asgore couldn't get enough of the display, his eyes transfixed on the wolf's burgeoning rod. "It's so casual; I love it!" It made for the perfect cap to the night in his opinion, though unaware of his acquaintance's further plans. "Can you do me next?"

"Of course! I wouldn't dream of leaving you behind," Chris grinned, body comparable to amateur bodybuilders in spite of having never even stepped foot in a gym before. "I'm just gonna need you to relax for this part though."

"Oh?" Asgore wasn't prepared to feel the gentle force of the canine's hand on his prodigious chest, though he didn't mind too much as the soft bedding made for a comfortable landing. He felt rather silly, however, as the bed picked out for the room was far from adequate for a monster of his statuesque calibre, and as such his legs hung over the bed while his horns contacted the headboard.

That was perfect for Chris as it gave him ample room to work his magic on the goat. With a lascivious grin he got to work, running his hands over the king's already thick legs, taking in their immensity before he got started. The man was a behemoth without his growth-filled touch, and he salivated thinking about how much he could push that descriptor to its limit.

It started, taking Asgore by surprise. He huffed as the familiar energy made its way into him, collecting in his thighs as the warming sensation blanketed his lower half in its calming essence. It made him comfortable as his quads started ballooning past what one of his subjects would find reasonable. Truth be told, he was already well past that point in a lot of their minds, so it didn't bother him to shoot right past that concept in its entirety. As the lupine said, he had to look the part, and he was inclined to agree.

The way they now brushed up against one another coaxed a hearty groan out of his throat, the dense bundles of muscles bunching up into balls as his thighs fought for space with one another. That distracted him from his calves undergoing the same treatment, widening past his shins as they tightened into the ideal teardrop shape that every gym rat strives for. Heh, here's a workout they'll never get to experience!

But like the wolf, he, too, had his throbbing shaft take in growth despite it not being a muscle of any kind. He moaned in delight as he felt it contour around his tight abgut, unable to see it until it made its way into view, though still a difficult prospect given how much more chest he had now. The sensation of it in his hands more than made up for it though. Ha, he needed both hands just to hold it now; he wasn't just any sort of monster at this point, he was a mass monster.

Chris eyes the way the goat's schlong drooled a steady stream of preseed, rivulets running down the length of that dick as those fattened balls prepared to empty themselves when prompted. "Enjoyed that, I take it?"

"Very much so!" Asgore felt like he was on cloud nine with how good his newly gained musculature felt. It weighed him down far more than it used to, yet that didn't seem to matter in the slightest given how much stronger he was now. He didn't have much time to revel in his bulk before he felt the canine clamber on top of him, now delivering another smooch on his lips. This time, however, he was ready for it.

What he wasn't ready for was the sensation of his acquaintance growing right on top of him, which got his eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets as it happened. It wasn't just targeted growth like before; this time everything was growing, all at once, and all over every part of his body. Legs comparable to telephone poles now made them look slender. Arms that could've easily lifted a vehicle in the air could now crush it into a wad of metal, glass, and plastic. The lupine was already a titan and would remain so even if halting his expansion right then and there.

But the wolf didn't stop there.

His acquaintance's limbs bloated well beyond the realms of reality, taking on size that the average person might find unreasonable, though he pushed all such concerns to the back of his head as he mentally begged the canine to keep growing. Those arms brought him thoughts of mountain ranges to mind, with those split-peak bis inflating well past any size he fantasized about. And those legs, only the broadest of redwoods could lay claim to being bigger.

But that wasn't all as the canine's torso needed to widen to accommodate all the incoming size piling on that growing frame. In a matter of moments the shorter man matched his own width before shooting right past it, though all this happened without any increase in height. It made sense in his mind as the need to grow dictated dimensions to do so as well. It was so fucking hot.

The thing that struck him the most was just how much mass was being stacked on the other man's chest as those pectorals began to swell so much that the wolf's head got pushed away from his. As much as the abrupt end of the kiss saddened him, the sensation of the bloating colossus on top of him only getting heavier canceled out any negative emotion potentially felt. This guy was a man and wasn't afraid to show it.

When all was said and done, Chris left himself as a veritable wolven titan, broader across than the boss monster in every aspect, though finally having caught up in sheer muscle mass alone. Well, not just muscle as his cock now matched the goat's in both length and girth. He huffed in glee as he felt it mashed against the other one, the rise in sensitivity frying his nerves.

"Gosh, you surface dwellers know how to party. I oughta come up here more often if this is what awaits me!" Asgore chuckled, his arousal at his highest peak as he took in the immensity that was the canine's swollen bulk.

"Believe me," Chris grinned from ear-to-ear as he regarded the handsome visage of the goat, "if I get the chance to host you again, I'll take it in a heartbeat."

Asgore wanted to say something else, but an abrupt moan of pleasure exited his mouth instead. That right there told him that his arousal wasn't something to be ignored anymore and to take care of it as soon as possible. He obliged, of course, as there was nothing more that he wanted to do was get off in his newly massive body.

Having the lupine's dong on his own was more of a boon than he realized given their position as he could use the weight of the canine to his advantage. Grabbing onto the wolf's globular ass cheeks, he rocked the other man against himself, their throbbing endowments spasming as they spat out more ballbatter. Oh man, he'd never felt anything like this before - no one in the Underground would be heavy enough to accommodate such a request. Maybe both the royal guards at the same time...

Chris had no qualms about letting the goat monster use the friction on their hardbodies as a means of achieving climax. That gave him ample opportunity to let his hands roam free, finding purchase on the taller man's fat nipples. A short gasp left his lips as he squeezed those nips like a car radio dial, twisting and turning them as if trying to find a station in range. If the king could play with his body, then he could do the same to the stud underneath him.

The sudden stimulation sent shockwaves of euphoric bliss radiating through Asgore's nervous system. Never before had he been so aroused in his life, and it left him wholly unprepared to deal with the erotic assault on his senses. His hips started bucking in accordance with his proximity to climax, unable to prevent it from happening. He hadn't blown this fast since his first time with another person!

Just like that his pendulous balls pulled up to his crotch, beginning the process of draining themselves as he cried out in unrelenting pleasure. He could feel his cumpipe bulging out obscenely, spunk blasting from the head in seconds as he shot right over his head, hitting the headboard behind him. Drops of his cum littered his golden beard, matting into the fur as his geysering continued. The pressure in his balls barely dropped the longer he fired his load, though he knew he wasn't the only one to experience that.

Like the king, Chris felt the throbbing of his taint hit a fever pitch before he couldn't hold his release back any longer, blasting seed over the goat's head and nailing a spot just above the headboard with his jizz. He could barely see that for himself with how half-lidded the unadulterated ecstasy made him, though he wasn't about to stop to observe it. He needed to drain his engorged cum tanks of everything they'd produced up to that point, emptying them as best he could. Getting the chance to do this with someone else felt so much better than doing it alone that he already started looking forward to their next meetup.

Untold litres of cum had been jettisoned from their twin spires that the wall of the hotel room had been painted a pearlescent white after they blasted the wallpaper off. The pair of them were left sweaty and heaving, their bloated musculature mashed together. Both of them would remember this night for sure.

Having regained enough energy to move again, Chris pushed himself up enough to view the boss monster's face, a tall order given the swollen nature of his pectorals. "You, my good king, look ready to grace the cover of a magazine."

Asgore blushed profusely. "Gosh, you r-really think so?"

"Oh, I _know_so. The camera would adore you," Chris said as he carefully clambered back down onto the floor, allowing the goat the chance to slowly sit up. "So, what do _you_think?"

Asgore needed a brief second to properly answer the question, though he was more than happy to indulge how much he loved the wolf's work. "Golly, this is fantastic, I can't thank you enough!" His radiant smile, however, twisted as his lips pursed. "I just had one question though."

"Shoot."

The thought Asgore had back at the bar reared its ugly head once more, now having trouble trying to fit in with his current situation. "This is great and all, but how exactly is this gonna help win me back Toriel?"

Chris' brain just about short-circuited when he heard that. The boss monster might as well have been speaking a foreign language with how little he comprehended the other man's inquiry. Where did this come from?! Did he completely misread the situation? He thought the goat was looking for some male attention, not to try and impress his ex! He was rendered practically speechless. "Toriel?"