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With one heaved breath, the leopard raised up the bar with all his might. His arms felt like jelly, but he persevered through it all as he finished his last rep. With a loud clunk, he set up the bar back and immediately sat up straight. The leopard could feel his pecs, his arms in total pain as he forced himself to flex, letting the lactic acid build up as he felt a great pump from his torso.

He looked down, seeing his pecs pumped up and stretching his tight tank top. He grimaced a bit as he let his arms rest to feel the fullness of his muscle, groping his pecs with his own paws as he chuckled.

The leopard let himself feel the tightness of his muscles for a few good minutes, letting the various noises around him break the silence for him as he closed his eyes and relaxed. He could feel his muscles pulsing, in time with his breaths. He counted up to ten and opened them up.

He stood up to clean up the bench, wiping the sweat and making sure the bar was set up properly. He then looked around him, enjoying the view of other people working out.

Logan had been going to this gym for a year now and he liked a lot of things here; mostly with how accessible this place is, just a few blocks away from both his apartment and his workplace. The leopard doesn't have to call a cab anymore whenever he wants to lift some iron. Then there was the gym itself. The best word to describe this place was clean, and that was a boon considering the state of other gyms nearby. At the very least, tetanus wasn't a worry anymore.

And last, but certainly not the least, the guys.

Logan licked his lips as he eyed the many, many patrons of this gym, working their muscles, each of them having a goal in mind. From newbies who wanted to gain more strength, men who looked like they jumped out of a fitness mag, and of course, the monstrous, the huge, the behemoths who stood almost 700 pounds of muscle, their custom-ordered clothings straining against their incredibly grotesque body as they lift impossible weights.

It was such a delight seeing a plethora of men exercising right in front of him. Even he himself was quite a looker, his muscles firm and large after years of working out. His body fits well between the models and the bodybuilders with his 220 pounds bulk.

Still, there was something he had noticed after a year. Something that, while it wasn't a turn off, it was still all weird...

The leopard hummed, toweling himself over as he looked around, the awkwardness of this place was palpable, so thick that it was enough to compare it to the behemoths' muscles. It's like everyone was...distancing themselves from one another, as if they're too afraid to hit up a conversation. There were moments when bigger guys helped spot the smaller ones, but that was just it, and even then it's rare. Besides that, no conversations, no idle chatter, nothing. Nothing but stares.

He would feel it, sometimes. Stares from almost everywhere every time he would exercise, or when he was flexing in front of the mirror, or even when he was just resting. And when he turned around, it was gone. It was then he noticed how...everyone else was staring at one another at some points. It was off-putting.

There weren't any rules against simply talking with one another, as far as he knew, so he was somewhat worried. At this point, he simply just chalked it up to being the unspoken rule around here.

Still, he would really rather know just why...

"That's enough thinking, Logan." he mumbled under his breath as he stood up, letting his hunky 5 foot 10 frame stand up. He stretched his arms and body, twisting and turning, letting his muscles stretch to relieve some pain. Again, he felt a few stares, yet none came by to help him or compliment him. He didn't bother turning around, though. It was fine, he was used to this.

Logan quietly walked over to his bag at the side. He grabbed the towel and wiped the sweat off his body as he sat down to relax. The leopard looked down on his body, grinning as he let his pecs dance, firm muscles bouncing at his command for a moment.

Chuckling, he grabbed his water bottle and towel. He took a seat to another bench and started rolling his shoulders, relaxing his muscles as he began eating up the scenery in front of him. If the guys are being this every day, then he might as well enjoy the scenery, admiring the physiques of the many people here.

And as if on cue, that's when he saw...him. He laid eyes on him just as he had entered, but he can't help but stare at the massive beefcake entering the gym with a smug grin, wearing clothes that hide nothing substantial.

The leopard could feel his lips dry up as he continued to stare, his arms and mouth slack. "Holy fuck."

Logan couldn't believe his eyes at the absolute hulk that walked in the gym. The man, a raccoon, was evidently shorter than him by a few inches, and yet the newcomer clearly outweighed him by a hundred or so pounds. Those arms, those massive cannons are more than 25 inches thick, his biceps entirely relaxed yet bulging against his barrel chest.

His pecs and lats so thick, pushing forwards and to the side that it started stretching the incredibly tight pink tank top like it was nothing, pulling the straps so far that it was almost thin. And yet the tank top was so loose on his waist, hinting a midsection so svelte compared to his beastly mass. Logan would kill to have a mass like his, especially with such an exaggerated figure.

Then there were his legs, and holy lord those legs we tree trunks in sheer thickness. The way those massive quads flex and stretch, bulging and twisting for every step against his incredibly short shorts was nothing short of erotic, especially so when that incredibly obscene bulge jutting out of him is jiggling for every movement.

The entire frame of this raccoon was incredibly erotic. This newcomer, this raccoon was a walking muscle monster, a hulking shortstack who probably stands just near 5 foot and a half and weighs more than 300 pounds. Fuck, Logan wouldn't be surprised if he was almost in the cusp of reaching 400 pounds. That's how incredibly large the newcomer was as he simply looked around.

Logan gulped the lump forming at his throat, staring at those incredible neck muscles twisting and turning. Every movement made his pecs bounce, his arms twitch with incredible power. Those furry biceps, almost bigger than his head down to his scaled forearms...

...wait? Scales?

That got the leopard out of his lust-fueled stupor, now looking over him critically, though it was hard to ignore such thick muscles. Green eyes stared at those forearms, the fur from the upper arms turning into scales once it reached his elbows, going down to his hands where the very tips of his finger are like claws. Logan moved to those massive jaw-dropping thighs and saw that his feet are the same as well, claws on his toes, the scales going up to his knees.

"A hybrid?" He whispered. His arousal was slowly creeping in again to cloud his mind as the raccoon-hybrid continued to walk around the gym, inspecting every equipment. Logan looks up to see his handsome face, slightly rugged, a dangerous grin plastered on his face. And then he saw the horns on his head and the tail behind him, almost the same as his scales; rough, crimson-colored and short, leaning a bit to the back.

"Definitely a hybrid." Logan mumbled. The man continued to strut around, the leopard's arousal coming back in full force as the raccoon hybrid raised his arms, showing off his incredibly overstuffed frame. He did a double biceps pose and Logan swore he heard most of the people around here gasp in surprise, the raccoon innocently twisting his scaled forearms, letting his mountain-like biceps dance to an unknown beat.

Unbeknownst to the leopard, everyone else was looking at the newcomer as well, all with varying degrees of surprise and interest as the raccoon stood still in the center.

Unbeknownst to all of them, the raccoon hybrid was enjoying this entire thing.

Logan watched the raccoon put his scaled hands on his incredibly narrow waist, looking around with a proud smile. He had to stop himself from whimpering when he saw the guy bending forward to look down, his pecs jutting forward so much that it blocked his view. The raccoon's smile widened.

"This looks like a great spot for a warm-up."

Logan shivered. Even from here, he could hear the raccoon's voice and hoo boy was it so sexy; deep and rough, almost wild-sounding with a hint of cockiness. He saw the raccoon do more stretches, each movement sent shivers to his spine, his workout entirely forgotten. He just wants to watch this guy exercise, move weights, stretch those poor clothes. He wants to see how much he could bench, how much he could curl. He wants to see those muscles bulge, flexed, pumped up till he can't move at all.

Unbeknownst to him, he will get exactly that and more. SO much more.

The raccoon's grin widened as he finished his stretches and positioned himself for a push up. Logan instinctively leaned forward, elbows on his knees as if he were watching a match. He saw the raccoon adjusting his stance, taking account of his beastly width. Logan could appreciate how incredibly thick and buff the raccoon is, even in that kind of position. Arms bulged as it held him aloft, and even more so when he started going down in one swift motion.

The warm up has begun. Logan was watching intently, counting the number of push-ups the raccoon had done.

Ten, eleven, twelve. The raccoon was barely breaking a sweat, but that was to be expected of men of his caliber.

Twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two. What was surprising was how swift he was. Such mobility on an incredibly bulky body like his, it was basically unheard of.

Thirty, thirty-five, forty. The raccoon's pace was growing faster; it wasn't a warm-up anymore, but an exhibition as his arms looked pumped. Logan gulped as he stared at those mighty limbs looking fuller than before.

Fifty, sixty, seventy. Those arms, those pecs are becoming...incredibly pumped. It's insane. Logan was sure it was a trick of his eye, or his mind, whatever, but it was like he was growing.

Eighty, ninety, a hundred. But that was impossible, Logan thought. The raccoon was already so muscular, almost obscenely so, and yet what he is seeing is...

One ten, one thirty, one fifty. His muscles were still bulging bigger, every ascent and descent shunt more size to the growing raccoon, conjuring mass from out of nowhere as he bulged wider and thicker.

One sixty, one eighty, two hundred. He had to readjust his stance, making way for even wider pecs, shoulders, arms, and thighs, and yet he just kept on going. Going more and more, even faster, even bigger.

Logan had lost count already, he was too busy staring at those bulging muscles, every second of this 'warm-up' had his body bulge bigger and stronger and thicker than ever. The poor, poor tank top had been reduced to shreds, hanging by the threads as more and more mass poured out from the ether and into the raccoon's hyper muscular, growing body.

Logan saw him adjust his stance, then continue, adjust and continue, over and over until the only sounds in the gym is his grunting and shouting. He was sure that this would never end, the raccoon would continue this super effective warm up, would continue growing until he conquered the entire floor with all his mass, pushing everything and everyone out of his way as he continued to grow and grow and grow...

"WOO! THAT'S ENOUGH!"

Logan snapped out of it, watching the raccoon flounder around, waving his extremely grotesque muscular arms as he tried to stand up. He was about to help but only fell down to his knees. It was then he felt the trembling of his entire body, his knees and arms weak as he tried to sit back up.

He...he didn't even notice he was even trembling. He held up his hands in front of him and they were shaking like crazy, his palms clammy as he slowly tried to move his finger. He didn't understand, he was shaking like he had seen a ghost or...

He slowly craned his neck to see the massive raccoon, standing still, breathing deeply. The leopard could only drop his jaw as those pecs, surging forward by two feet or more from his own body, inflating for every inhale, then going back, retaining most of the size before inflating again; a cycle that persisted in his entire body. His clothes was merely hanging by the thread, extremely tattered as it continued to do its job despite the raccoon's new size.

It was like this for every part of his body. His arms were beyond thick, more than the legs of the 600 pound behemoths in this very gym. His forearms are comparable to a man's entire torso and more. His legs are beyond thick that his poor feet are feet apart, and yet his pump is still not finished. He was still growing.

Logan could only stare as the raccoon sighed, seemingly relaxed as he moved his arms just a little bit, hyper-sized muscles clashing against one another as he simply chuckled. Even from here, he could see those bloated muscles grow an inch thicker, an inch bigger. It was almost hypnotic, his tail swishing slightly, his lips dry as a desert.

The raccoon simply shrugged his mighty shoulders as he tried to reach out to his back, but his muscles bulged so far out that he was unable to complete the action, his biceps, delts, and pecs bulging hard and pressing against each other. He could only laugh, his head stuck in the middle of such expansive mass like a rock surrounded by the ocean that is his muscles. He looked around, turning his entire body, each step making the floor shake as he searched for something...someone...

"Hey, you!"

Logan was shocked when the mighty, shortstack hulk of a raccoon pointed a double door wide arm to him. "M-me?" Logan pointed at himself and the raccoon laughed out loud, the mere action making his entire hyper muscular body bounce.

"Yeah, you!" The raccoon as he waddled around to face him. The leopard saw how wide he had become from that exercise, already looking wider than he was tall and from further inspection, even wider than Logan was tall. The leopard could see him slowly inch wider and thicker just standing there. The raccoon merely grinned, his face almost obscured by those bulging pecs. "Don't make me come there and carry you myself! Unless you're into that!" The raccoon laughed out loud, his mirth shaking the machines nearby.

Logan gulped before shakily standing up, his knees were still like jelly. The leopard took a few deep breaths before slowly walking over, his eyes never leaving the grinning hulk. For every step, Logan swore that the raccoon is bulging bigger, muscles stretching his skin to its very limits. As he got closer, the more it truly sunk how enormous the guy was.

First of all, the hulking raccoon stood just a couple inches short of his own. Either his initial estimate of his height was false or whatever was happening on his body was happening vertically as well, albeit slower. The other was just how...wide and thick he is. It was almost obscene how much muscle the raccoon has, his forearms alone probably weigh heavier than his entire body, even heavier than a heavyweight bodybuilder. Even at someone a few inches taller than him, the raccoon's muscle would look almost cartoonish on them.

"Procyon."

"Huh?"

The raccoon said as he stepped forward, letting his car-wide chest hit the leopard, his grin wider. "Name's Procyon. What's yours?"

"Um...Logan." The leopard wanted to step back, give himself some breathing room, but the feeling of having those mighty pecs, bigger than beach balls, press against his smaller body made him stop and stay. "W-why did you call me, s-sir?"

The raccoon chuckled, every bounce of his enormous chest made them inflate with more and more mass pressing against the leopard. "Oh, stop it with the formality. Just Procyon."

The leopard shivered. Every time Procyon talks, he could feel the massive, still growing chest rumble, sending shockwaves of pleasure to his comparatively small frame. The raccoon grinned as he continued. "Anyway, as you can already see, I can't move my arms that much."

As if to demonstrate, Procyon tried to raise both his arms, his swollen muscles flexing and bulging to an even monstrous size. Logan had to stop himself from whining, immensely humbled by the monstrous hulk in front of him, those biceps easily surpassed his own torso in size. The raccoon did a few more flexes, every pose shunting his towering biceps even higher, already thicker and taller than the leopard and Logan could see that he was still gaining size, more inches taller, thicker, standing before him like a mountain before letting his limbs rest against his lats. He turned back to the leopard, half his face and more covered by those burgeoning pecs

"So, I need a little toweling all over, especially on my back. Mind helping me?"

Procyon said it like it was a casual thing, like this happened to him all the time. The growth, the hyper muscularity...everything...

Logan could only nod as he finally stepped away and looked around. The gym had been pretty quiet and it was obvious who the cause was. Everyone, literally everyone was staring at them, staring at the raccoon to be exact, their mouths agape, their shorts pitching a tent.

Logan then felt soft fur and extremely large muscles bumping into him. He looked back and saw that the raccoon grew again! Most of his vision was just the raccoon now, even looking to his left and right, all he could see was the overwhelming presence and mass of the raccoon in front of him.

'Is...is he still not done?!' Logan thought as he stepped back again. He could feel the raccoon chuckling, finding the entire scene funny as if it wasn't his body being bloated with too much muscle.

"So, you'll do it?"

"Huh?"

"Dry me up." Procyon said, grinning as he shook his entire body, his entire body bouncing with so much insane heft. "Answer quickly, cuz I ain't getting any smaller! HAHAHAHA!"

Logan gulped. For the first time, the raccoon hybrid acknowledged his insane growth, and he did it so casually, even laughing. The leopard shook his head, thinking more about it will just make things complicated. Besides, Procyon's right, he's still growing.

Logan looked around to see if the raccoon had a towel, before remembering that he went in without anything besides the clothes straining against his bulk. He looked at the strips of cloth that his tank top had become, barely holding on. "I...uh, need a towel."

"Oh? Right, I forgot." Procyon said as he looked around, swinging his car wide body around,, unable to see anything as his delts and traps and pecs rose higher than his head. Logan had to run back just to make sure not to get pummeled as the raccoon sighed. "Don't have anything else but..."

Procyon looked down, getting a faceful of his own massive pecs, and so did Logan. They both saw the incredibly tight tank top, being stretched to its limits by his billowing pecs. It was a surprise that it hadn't given up at this point, the raccoon was as wide as a barn right now. Logan looked back at whatever's left of the raccoon's head that wasn't conquered by his muscles and gulped when Procyon grinned.

"Give me a second."

Logan had no idea what was about to happen when the raccoon stepped back. He could feel the machines shake, the earth rumbling for every step. The stunned man saw the raccoon preparing for something, shaking his arms as he started breathing deeply. Logan let out a scared whimper once he saw those already gargantuan pecs explode with more mass. The damn muscle is bigger than an entire car hood at this point and it was still going, inflating with more and more mass until...

*SNAP*

The pink tank top had been destroyed, torn apart by his enormous pecs that jutted more than a few feet away from his body. Logan could only stare in shock as the massive raccoon exhaled. All of the monstrous size from that flex was retained, the raccoon now wider than he is tall, easily doubling his size in just a minute.

Procyon grabbed the torn tank top with a grace and quickness that was impossible, borderline miraculous for his size and mass and gave it to the leopard with a wide grin. "There, use that."

Logan merely stared at the tattered cloth held by his scaled paw. The paw that was connected from a forearm that was wider than his own torso. Looking up he saw an upper arm that surpasses bodybuilder's legs more than twice, almost...100, maybe 150, fuck maybe more.

There was just muscle. Monstrous, grotesquely immense muscles.

That was still growing.

"Well?" Procyon said. Logan looked at him, gasping at how their height difference is slowly disappearing, the raccoon hybrid now stood just as tall as he was. Procyon merely smirked. "Like I said, get going, else I grow too big for ya."

As if on cue, the raccoon visibly bulged larger, monstrous size getting even huger as he merely stood there with a grin. Logan immediately grabbed the cloth with a shaky paw and decided to start with his back.

Logan had to walk around the raccoon so much due to how wide the latter is. The sight of arms reaching the size of vehicles, cuts and crevices so deep. Logan balked at the sight of Procyon's relaxed bicep, the damn thing is bigger than his entire torso, and it was still unflexed. He turned to the just as big muscle on the other side of the sequoia arm. The triceps billowed out in the other direction just as much as his biceps, the crescent-shaped muscle too bloated that he almost never recognized it.

Out of curiosity, he placed a paw against the monstrous arm and he felt incredibly small. The fruits of his labor felt like nothing as he felt the wall of muscle, squeezing just a little bit, copping a feel of the raccoon's arm. He instantly became aware of just how gargantuan the arm is compared to his entire body. Even the raccoon's lower arm could cover him fully if given the chance.

And he was still growing.

"Hehe. You okay over there, Logan?"

"Y-yeah..."

Logan gulped, the pride he felt earlier shattered into tiny pieces as he continued his trek around the hulking raccoon, only to once again whimper at the sight of a back that would immediately conquer half of the room with its thickness and width. Thick mountains and hill bulging hills separated by an immensely deep canyon in the middle. Logan could actually see the drops of sweat irrigating in the mighty canyon all the way down to his enormous, vehicle-breaking ass, jutting out from his body.

"Holy fuck."

Logan had to stop himself from fainting as he saw an ass that could crush anything. Thick, corded muscles thicker and stronger than steel cables made up the glutes that even the shorts are barely holding on, looking like a thong at this point

"Oi!" Logan snapped out of his trance and looked...up?

He whimpered when he realized that the raccoon was now TALLER than him, and with all the muscle he had, the image of him becoming a titan, a towering wall of muscle was becoming real right in front of him

"Start wiping the sweat up before you can't even reach half of me." Procyon started chuckling and Logan halfheartedly started this herculean task in front of him.

Logan started to whimper as he pressed the tattered cloth against Procyon's immensity. His mass and physique before had already looked impossible, back when he was still resting after his push-ups. Now? He was just impossibly bigger. Wider than he was tall many times over, the raccoon looked more like a wall than a person, and it was better felt as he started wiping this brick wall of a back, the hardness comparable to actual bricks, maybe even to hard steel.

The leopard felt incredibly small. All the hard work, all the time he had spent building his body went down the drain as his tiny paws wiped off the sweat from a small portion of the raccoon's still-growing back. He could feel Procyon's hard bulk, unmoving against his own power as he could only wipe off a fraction of the back. His very paws could feel the steel cable-like muscles contract and relax, surging in size for every second, adding more size and thickness despite the hybrid just standing.

He kept on going, trying to finish this Sisyphean ordeal, only stepping back when the growth threatened to push him aside. He hadn't even realized that the other patrons were merely looking at them, staying far away and yet their eyes were conveying another expression entirely.

Logan shook his head, focusing first on his task. He was a few good minutes in, almost entranced by the sheer impossibility in front of him when the raccoon spoke, his voice deeper than before.

"So."

Logan flinched, turning to the towering traps of the raccoon, his paw not stopping from its task.

"How long have you been working out?"

Logan widened his eyes. Was he...talking to him?

"Yeah, I'm talking to you."

Logan flinched, finding his voice after so long. "How are you doing that? Are you reading my mind?"

He heard, and even felt, the raccoon scoff, herculean muscles heaving "Really? I'm gaining so many pounds of pure muscle a minute just standing here and you're gonna question how I'm reading your mind?"

Logan wanted to refute that, but was unable to do so before the raccoon chuckled. "Just thought about passing time since you're gonna be cleaning me for a looong time."

Logan could whimper at the implication, and just as he thought. In that short time, the raccoon had continued to balloon even more, more mass further augmenting his already grotesque physique, adding a couple of inches in every measurement aside from his height, which is just slowly rising compared to his mass.

"Hey, answer the question."

"Uh." Logan snapped from his thoughts as he started rubbing, the ridiculousness of the herculean task literally looming over him. "About...six years. Give or take."

Procyon hummed, widening his stance as his massive building-sized quads ballooned up even more, each step causing a small earthquake that shook everything; the machines, the people, even the entire building. "You're doing well then. You've got quite a nice figure on you, so keep it up."

Somehow, being complemented by this hulking, still-growing muscle god made Logan flustered. "Uh, t-thank you, sir."

Procyon chuckled, making his entire body rumble as he looked back, or at least looked as much as he could considering the size of those traps blocking his view. "Stop calling me 'sir', dammit. Just Procyon."

Logan nodded, before realizing that the raccoon hybrid probably can't see it so he said a small 'yes' before continuing. Logan had barely scratched the left side of the raccoon's back and already he could see the growth becoming faster and faster.

"Quite a task you got, eh?"

"Yeah...you're...you're getting bigger."

Procyon could chuckle as he groaned a bit. Logan stepped back when he found himself being smothered by immense alt muscles, growing bigger and teacher and wider than before.

"Yeah. Guess those push ups warmed me up too much, huh?"

Logan could only stare as Procyon raised those massive arms, growing larger and larger, passing by his clenched fist, and then going beyond that with almost no end in sight.

The incredibly, towering muscle was almost as tall as Logan. The leopard could only whimper as he walked closer, paws hovering around the monolith of muscle, as if scared to touch them before gathering his courage and placing his paws against those hard muscles. He gasped. Those biceps looked and felt like mountains, casting a shadow against him with its titanium steel hardness. Then he saw how those triceps dipped so low that it was clashing against those monstrous thighs, already wider than an entire family vehicle. The entirety of the raccoon's upper arm could probably outsize and outweigh him many times over.

Procyon chuckled, twisting his forearms and making his mountainous biceps dance, impossible amounts of mass moving with a flick of his wrist. "I mean, look at these cannons, Logan. They're probably bigger than you." The raccoon continued this movement, even when those mountains shunted higher for every twist, grotesque muscle becoming even more. More massive, even thicker, just plain more.

"Come on, keep touching it. I know you want to..." Logan didn't need to be told twice. He couldn't imagine the mass these cannons could carry. The man could probably lift tons and would still not break a sweat.

Logan started putting his everything in worshiping the mighty arm, using even his entire body to just worship this mighty monument of masculinity in front of him. He started pressing his entire, muscled body against it, his clothes soaked from both of their sweat as he felt the monstrous hardness with his own form, feeling insignificantly smaller as the arm grew and grew, shunting into sizes that was appropriate for buildings, natural landmarks even. He started licking, tasting the sweat and feeling the hardness of those muscles, muscles that were still growing with no end in sight.

Logan could hear a tear from his side and turned around to see it. His eyes widened when those massive, car-destroying ass was finally free from its fabric prison, a monumental feat that it was contained until now. Those glutes were the biggest ass Logan had seen, each cheek bigger than truck tires and thicker than any behemothian bodybuilder here. The leopard wanted to go there, but still want to worship this arm, and that massive wall of a back, or maybe even-

"Everyone's looking."

Logan snapped from his trance and turned to the raccoon before looking around.

Procyon's right. Everyone was looking, but there was something else, something that was different from the usual looks he had seen from them, and yet also so eerily familiar. Those looks seem...perverted. Their stares felt so erotically charged, feeling their lust just from their stares that were directed to the still growing hulk. And what was surprising was that it was everyone. Everyone. From the smallest of gym rats to the biggest of the behemoths, all of them were staring at the raccoon with so much lust and want.

All of them were staring...with so much lust...

...just like how they...keep staring at him...and everyone else...

"Get in front of me." Logan snapped out of his thoughts and focused on the raccoon, seeing an even biggerProcyon in the process. He took his sights off the raccoon and suddenly he looked twice as big as before, already taking most of the free space that was at least 35 feet across. "I got an idea."

Logan barely hesitated, letting go of the arm immediately and immediately walking around the wide raccoon. Though, 'wide' was a massive understatement, as Procyon looked like he was near the triple digits in terms of width and thickness. His height was still smaller apparently, but Procyon now stood two heads taller than him, making him at least 7 feet tall, fully surpassing the behemoths in the gym, a monster of a different class entirely.

The leopard finally managed to encircle around the raccoon, standing in front of the largest pecs he had ever hoped to see. Each globe of striated muscle was as large as a small room at this point, mounds of muscle perpetually flexed due to his massive, sequoia-thick arms pressing against them from either side. He could barely even see the raccoon's head at this point, surrounded by such massive and thick muscles.

He was about to announce his arrival but the raccoon got to him first.

"Alright, now. Just relax and stay there, okay?"

Logan could barely react when the raccoon slowly walked forward, trapping him in between those twin mounds of muscle. The leopard tried to flail around, trying to escape but it was no use as even a single flex of the raccoon was infinitely stronger than his body many times over. The leopard could only whimper when those massive pecs, bigger than he was in all dimensions, pressed against him at almost all sides as his surroundings rumbled, the raccoon laughing as he was forced to inhale the raccoon's sweat and musk, his cock becoming even harder than it was.

"Relax, Logan. Just giving you a little boost." Procyon rumbled, his chest bouncing and flexing for his every word, causing Logan to whimper and moan as those mounds of muscle pressed against him harder. The leopard hadn't had a clue on what the hyper-muscular raccoon was saying until he could feel it.

Something...crawling over his body, burning his muscles specifically. The leopard grunted as he felt his body involuntarily flex, his muscles bulging with a much prominent pump than earlier. Logan could only breathe through gritted teeth, doubling in pain as Procyon finally let him go, the leopard stumbling backwards as he tried to gasp for air.

He heard the massive, hyper hulk of a raccoon chuckle; he didn't have time to admire how the raccoon had widened, thickened considerably by the time he was out, he was too focused on his body, especially now that he had a good look of himself.

He was...bigger. Much, much bigger than before. He looked like he ate a couple of himself for lunch as his size doubled, tripled, still growing. Large arms measuring near 40 or so inches, shunting thicker and heavier for every second. His pecs had surged itself forward, already testing his tanktop its limits as his back thickened in the opposite direction. His shoulders had widened considerably, delts larger than watermelons decorated his upper torso as his waist remained svelte no longer, a muscle gut pushing forward with his abdominals popping out with so much power.

The leopard had swelled into a monstrous feline in just a moment. It was like...it was like Procyon earlier.

"Not bad..."

Logan snapped his head towards the raccoon, his room-occupying mass bouncing as he lumbered towards the leopard, eyeing what he could of him before smirking. "It suits you." Procyon said, mirth obvious from his deep voice "You liking it?"

The leopard could only look down on his body, his muscles clearly larger than earlier. Every breath he took, his size kept increasing, his strength compounding. It was like what happened to Procyon earlier; it was now happening to him. With his tail instinctively swishing, he flexed his muscles hard, feeling those powerful mounds pressing, rubbing against each other. And yet he decided to flex harder, his muscles shunting even thicker, even larger. And then flexed even harder, his pecs blocking most of his view, his arms slightly bent to accommodate the growing mass that was his biceps. He had to fix his stance, his tree-like quads rubbing uncomfortably against each other, his bulge being pushed to the forefront.

Shit, even his cock had grown. His massive bulge looked practically painted on against his tightening shorts, the outline of his cock incredibly obvious as it snaked down, the orange-sized head already out, his balls like a pair of watermelons, sloshing with so much cum.

And he was still growing bigger, even when flexed, he was still growing more massive than before.

Logan let himself smirk, the growing size getting to him as he relaxed his body, the size remaining before flexing and posing here and there. Each flex, each pose granted his body more and more muscle, each exponentially bigger than the last. It was up to the point that he was now the size of Procyon when he was tasked to scrub his back, except slightly taller. The leopard felt absolutely in muscle heaven, his muscles groaning for every restricted movement. The fact that he was becoming immobile was a testament to how big he was getting. And still...

"It's...not stopping!"

"Hell yeah it is!" Procyon roared, his voice rattling the entire building as he eyed the growing leopard. "Consider that a little gift for toweling me down. Like it?"

"I LOVE it!" Logan shouted, watching his biceps, his delts rise higher than his head. He could feel his entire body still heaving with more mass, seemingly endless as he reached an entire ton of pure leopard beef. "This is so goo-"

He stopped when he felt...paws, rubbing down his back. Then another on his arm. Then another, and another, and...

"Ngh...this is so..." Logan couldn't help but moan as his entire muscularity exploded with more size, his clothes finally tearing down, his body now fully exposed. The leopard's massive, stretching cock and inflating balls landing with a hard thud. And then suddenly there were gasps, heard all around him, all so surprisingly close to him. He became sensitive to the feeling of many eyes onto him, so familiar yet so strong, making him so...aroused.

...so painfully aroused...

"Fuuuuck..." Logan moaned as more and more paws rubbed his body, so much smaller than any of his bulging mounds. He even felt a few pairs of paws and claws on his growing, thickening hard-on, some even licking, even humping his manhood as if he was a god being worshiped.

"What is...happening?" The ballooning leopard, curious, looked around him, as much his neck could allow him and what he saw surprised him.

First of all, the raccoon was just...gone. Disappeared. Like he was never even here. The hulking mass of Procyon was so hard not to miss, and yet he couldn't see him anywhere, at least in his peripheral vision. Had he left already? Then he should have at least felt it, right? The hulking raccoon weighed at least five tons at the minimum!

What replaced his powerful, towering visage was people. A lot of familiar people. The other gym goers he had seen, admired, stared at were now on him, grabbing what they could of his mass, reaching out to grope his mounds of muscles, all salivating over him and his growing body. Such familiar faces sporting various expressions, almost alien to Logan, but one thing was sure.

They were all craving for him, lusting after him and his magnificent size. From the smallest of the gym rats to the absolute towering behemoths were looking at him with such carnal desire, such a familiar feeling just stronger, and all of it stirred something inside Logan.

The staring...all of it...so that was...

With a wave of realization washing over him, he flashed a hungry grin and flexed with all his might, taunting everyone with his bulging size and deeper voice. "Come on, don't be shy! Rub me, worship me, do all the things you like with no shame!" He roared, his sequoia-thick cock spurting pre so thick just at the mere thought of what's gonna happen.

And just as he predicted, everyone all jumped at him. Smaller muscles rubbing against his, smaller cocks being humped against his steel-like body, even his growing erection and his gurgling cum factories. There was simply too much for the leopard as his growth continued, pushing machines out of the way, keeping his body many pounds heavier than the behemoths summed, his massive cock stretching till it hit the walls in front of him.

Everyone he knew merely by face and body were now openly lusting for the growing leopard, their inhibitions finally free from their bodies as they moaned, they groaned. They squeeze his titanium hard muscles, hug his tunnel-sized cock, feel his pool-sized balls as Logan continues to grow, filling up the entire gym with his own bulk.

The leopard laughed as he flexed what he could of his body, his movement limited to simply moving his fingers and toes that were swallowed by his monstrous bulk but that was enough to showcase his impossible bulk. He could literally feel his muscles pushing everyone away, and yet they kept clawing their way near him, practically climbing his mountainous bulk, wanting, begging for more of him.

"THAT'S RIGHT!" Logan shouted, drunk in so much lust and power as he felt his steel girder-like cock burst through the walls of the gym, his immense, overflowing mass close to doing so. "LUST OVER ME! BEG FOR MORE!"

Everyone roared, voices overlapping the sounds of groaning coming from Logan's body. The leopard could feel it, there's more growth inbound, more size incoming still. The hulking leopard laughed as he felt the paws, the bodies piling on top of his bulk shrinking, knowing that he was growing far larger than any of them could ever hope.

Logan's crazed, lust-driven cackle was stopped by the need to release his intense moans, so deep that it rumbles the ground beneath him. His massive cock, his engorged tool that surged through the buildings in front of him, was twitching dangerously. He was close, close to unleashing his full, monstrous load to the streets. Logan grunted, trying to stop it, wanting to savor it more, but it was all so much; the paws, nay, the bodies all over him, his muscles flexing and growing, his cock stretching far longer and thicker than he could imagine, his massive balls continuing to expand to account for all his cum, all of them are conspiring against the leopard to finally...release...

"Fuck...FUUUUUUCCKKK!!!"

Logan erupted into an explosive orgasm with a deafening roar. Buildings and streets were hosed down by such thick, potent cum, already flooding everything in just one load. Logan, meanwhile felt his muscles heave for every massive laid, feeling the bodies lift up for every breath of his, so easily, like they weigh almost nothing. That just urged him to cum even more, and more. Like his cum was never ending...

...like his growth. Fuck, his growth was still happening. He could feel stretching longer and thicker for every gallon of cum he was releasing. Logan was washed with so much pleasure, such pleasure fueling his growth as he grew more and more, finally destroying the rest of the gym, his bulk reaching to the other buildings all around him. He felt more and more people joining the gym patrons, being attracted to his massive body and his intense, overpowering musk.

"Fuck...it just...keeps GOING...!" Logan moaned, feeling another burst of growth increasing his mass even more, his worshipers crazed in their actions to savor every square inch of him as he drowned in such potent lust, arousal, and pure unbridled power...

...so much so that he had forgotten about a certain raccoon...never wondering where he went...

***

"Come ON, BOSS! Just a few more!"

"...haah...haaah....nggh! N-nineteen!"

"THAT'S IT! PUSH!!"

"SHUT UP!" The chubby hyena growled, struggling to lift himself up as the raccoon-kobold loomed over him with bulky arms crossed, a water bottle on one clawed hand. The hyena' arms were definitely shaking, but with just one more rep, just one more, this entire thing will finally end. God, he hated push-ups so much. With that sort of motivation in mind, he pushed through, growling at the process as he finally reached the last-!

"GOOD! TEN MORE!"

"WHAT?!" Helios quickly looked to his side, snarling at his 'coach' who was merely standing over him like some gym teacher. "I THOUGHT I NEEDED ONLY TWENTY?!"

"I FUCKING LIED!" Procyon shouted, his voice just as loud as the struggling hyena. "NOW GIVE ME TEN MORE! MOVE!"

"FUUUUCCCK YOOOOUUU!!"

And yet, the spotted hyena lowered himself once more, his voice raised to a degree that would have caused alarm to the other gym goers if it weren't for the barrier blocking their noises. "ONE!!"

"STOP FUCKING SHOUTING!"

"FUCK YOU, PROCYON!!" Helios snarled as the hyena shakily ascended. "TWO!!"

***

"They are certainly enjoying themselves, are they not?"

"I think we have different meanings of 'enjoy' here, El." Sirius remarked as he watched the duo being loud a few meters away. He and Eltanin have been chilling by the bar for a while now, drinking their fruit shakes as they watched their fellow fairy train their chubby boss while flinging expletives of all kinds. It's a good thing he erected (heh) a barrier that blocks sound to pass through, else they would get kicked out of a gym...

...again.

Eltanin chuckled, crossing his arms against his torso. The hyena-naga's green shirt fit his lanky frame, his leather jacket nowhere to be seen as he watched over the two with a content smile. "Still, this kind of lively sight is not something we see every day in the apartment."

"Well, the boss certainly won't be lively after this." Sirius mused, scratching the scaled part of his forearm, his long-sleeved blue gym shirt stretched against his toned body, his signature tie still hanging by his neck as he watched the scene in question with...boredom?

The wolf-dragon sighed, propping his elbows by the shelf behind him as he took another sip of his shake. That prompted the El to look over, his emerald eyes honed to the canine. "Bored already? Was going to a nearby gym not your idea, Sirius?"

The wolf-dragon pointedly ignored the teasing tone from the tall hyena-naga as the former brushed his ponytailed hair. "Look, okay? I wasn't really expecting the boss to call my bluff, alright? I had a good plan, too..." Sirius whined, his dragon tail swaying low, clearly a bit miffed at this situation as he watched the hyena finally finish his set, lying down on the mat with the raccoon-kobold watching over them with a grin on his face.

As much as Sirius felt some sort of comeuppance seeing his boss so tired, he still lamented about the fate of his plan. It was really good, too. Great, even.

He'd announce that he would go to the gym, knowing Helios wouldn't bother and let him be, which means Sirius can do his usual selling without the boss breathing down his neck for potential chaos. There, he would sweet talk a few patrons to buy his potions and watch the growth of various proportions unfold in front of him.

Ideally, Procyon would come along and he would hype up everyone by being bigger than everyone else; their egos will never let someone be bigger than them, prompting them to buy his potions. Eltanin joining in would be a bonus, the slutty hyena-naga there to worship all the growing hunks and urged them to grow even larger. It was a perfect plan!

And then all of that went out of the window when Helios ACTUALLY accepted the invitation. Out of the blue. And with no hesitation, either.

"Is it really that surprising for Maste-" Eltanin shook his head, prompting the wolf-dragon to chuckle as the hyena-naga continued. "...for Helios to accept the invitation?"

"Honestly? Yeah, and so sincerely too." Sirius said, taking another sip of his drink, watching Procyon demonstrating what planking is to the stupefied Helios.

Ah, Helios.

It's been many months since the spotted hyena had accepted his-sorry, their contracts. After all that hullabaloo with the rules and whatnot, figuring out their master in more ways than one was usually the first step to bond with them; what they like, what they usually wish for, etcetera, etcetera. It was standard protocol for them and the others, really.

What Helios wished for in his horny days was quite easy: big guys growing bigger, growing more limbs, more cock, insane proportions, the usual. It's the reason he chose him to be their master in the first place; it's pretty much a match made in heaven with everyone having the same interests.

How his mind worked outside of that, though? Yeah, it was still partially a mystery for the trio. They figured some patterns, some habits, but it was still a bit unknown how he thinks most of the time, some parts of him are still...confusing.

Not like they could complain, really. Helios was a vast improvement after their previous masters. He lets them do their own thing as long as there won't be a huge mess, or at least make sure that the mess won't be connected to him. He allowed them to be so casual to him, not even bothering with grand titles besides 'boss' which was already a compromise, especially to Eltanin, and he even allowed them to fool around with him as long as there's permission, of course.

In return, he never treats them so special, acting like they're just some friends who decided to crash his apartment so suddenly, which is far better than their masters treating them as either absolute gods or merely like tools they can use. Sure, there were times he was against too much chaos, but there were times he encouraged them to do fuck all while he either enjoys from the back or even joins in on the fun, even leading some of it.

Overall, yeah, Helios's nice. Confusing, but nice.

So yeah, when the three of them were always rattling about how he should go to a gym, only to decline with varying amounts of annoyance but never anger, him accepting the invite earlier was more than a surprise. Enough that ALL of them were here right now.

And so here they are right now.

Sirius would have said something else to his fellow fae until he saw the duo moving towards another part of the gym; the hyena body checking the raccoon-kobold on the way as Procyon merely laughed

"Welp, there they go. Let's go, El." Sirius said, standing up straight and waiting for his fellow fairy to move...but nothing happened. "El?"

Sirius looked over to see Eltanin staring at something with a jaw dropped. The wolf-dragon, curious, immediately looked where El was looking and...

"Holy fuck..." Sirius whispered, his azure eyes set on the biggest bull he had seen in a while. With large, bulging biceps that measured 32 inches exactly, even when relaxed, the bovine hulk walked around with a wide gait that made the duo squirm in a good way. Sirius' lips were watering at the thought of those muscles growing bigger, tearing those tiny clothes and letting him fill the entire gym with his brown-furred bulk.

Sirius looked over to Eltanin, who was now staring at the same bovine hulk, his emerald lizard eyes obviously conveying the need to worship such a hulk.

"Suddenly, I'm not so bored anymore~" Sirius cooed, licking his chops as a growing grin appeared on his face, and Eltanin himself licked his lips with his forked tongue, hungry for some tough beef to worship.

Still...

...the duo looked back to where Helios and Procyon were, apparently now standing before the weight racks. The chubby hyena focused on his curls as the raccoon-kobold watched intensely, never leaving their boss' form.

Which means they weren't looking at them.

Which means...they could...

"...you don't think they would notice, right?"

"...like I said, they're enjoying themselves quite well, so I think we are free to do whatever."

Sirius and Eltanin looked at each other, to the bull, to the duo, then back to each other. Then smiled, eventually grinning deviously.

"Ready, El?"

"Always."

***

"I suddenly have a very bad feeling for some reason."

"Knowing you, it's probably right." Procyon remarked as he eyed the form of the hyena in front of him. Helios was struggling to lift a pair of 20 pound dumbbells, which in itself was surprising, to say the least. "Gotta say, boss. When you told me you weren't working out a lot, I expected the worst, but you seem to be quite strong if you can handle a pair of 20s already."

"I'm not THAT weak, Procyon." Helios snarked as he did more curls, trying to finish the entire set. Even with all that, he could feel his arms wobbling, struggling to do a few more curls. The raccoon-kobold saw this and encouraged him.

"Well put that money where your mouth is and LIFT!"

"I'M TRYING!" Helios shouted, not angry but determined. The raccoon nodded, looking back at his boss; his yellow shirt was damp with sweat, his hair was tied up into a messy ponytail unlike Sirius' and his dark gold eyes were clearly focused, a far cry from his usual lazy stare.

Procyon had to admit, he didn't expect the hyena to actually work out; he thought he was just fooling Sirius around, knowing what the wolf-dragon was planning to do. But then he actually changed into his gym clothes, brought some items with him, and started stretching on the way here. He was really serious about this.

So, armed with his minimal knowledge of various gym stuff, Procyon decided to help the yeen work out. And he was surprised to see that his boss was quite strong, especially for someone who claimed to keep sleeping and doing nothing before they came to his life.

After a few more minutes and a weight change, Helios was strong enough to handle a pair of 25 pounds on his last set, Helios had finished all four of his sets with a tired heave. The yeen immediately sat down on a nearby bench as he twisted his arm around, grunting in pain. Procyon laughed as he leaned against another bench, arms crossed, his muscles tensing underneath his white shirt, his 20 inch arms bulging a bit.

"Water, boss?"

"Y...yeah..." Helios mumbled, massaging his arms with his paws, feeling the muscles burning from the exercise. The raccoon-kobold chuckled as he reached over to the bottle by the side and handed it over to him, watching the hyena stumble over his aching limbs just to raise the bottle and drink.

As much as the boss was suffering, Procyon enjoyed hanging out with Helios like this. He already wondered when he would decide to go again...

"Haah! That was...really fun!" Helios said after finishing half of the bottle, a tired smile on his face as he flexed his arms. Still flabby obviously, but there was a notable hardness to it now that wasn't present earlier. Procyon nodded in approval as he watched the hyena do some more flexes; his form wasn't perfect, his posing a bit lousy but he let him enjoy it for now.

Still, a question popped into his mind. He wondered if he should even ask, though. Sometimes, Helios' mood could rise or drop so easily. It hadn't reached a point where the trio felt like they're walking on thin ice, thankfully, just something they had to get used to.

For better or worse, he's easily distracted at least.

"So, boss?" Procyon asked, deciding to bite the bullet as he continued. "Mind telling me why you decided to want to work out?"

Procyon's shoulders relaxed when Helios merely looked over them and scoffed. "Nothing really. Just been thinking about it for a while, y'know? Gotta live healthy and all that."

"...Helios, we both know that's bullshit." Procyon immediately said, crossing his arms while glaring at the now sulking hyena, clearly his lie didn't work; it was obvious with how their tail wagged low, their eyes not meeting his.

He looked over to the side, making sure that Sirius and Eltanin weren't here to embarrass the boss further. "Come on, boss. It's just me since..." His voice trailed, especially once he found them hounding over a massive, almost-musclebound bull over at the leg press machine. The smiling canine held a small bottle while the hyena was already groping the bull's muscles carnally, almost salivating.

Well, that would explain Helios' bad feeling earlier.

As he turned back to his boss, he was surprised to see Helios' phone right in front of him. He didn't bother looking at his boss' blushing face and focused on what's on the phone: a screenshot of someone's post on their social media, featuring pictures of a lanky possum in the gym with a caption saying:

"First week complete! Time for this possum to be buff!"

Procyon stared at it, processing what he just saw. Once he did, he didn't need to read the boss' mind to know that he was embarrassed to high hell from...this.

"...really?"

"Whaaat?" Helios whined, clearly embarrassed knowing his motivation is just being so...jealous of someone else's progress, especially against his newfound friend from a couple months ago. "It's a perfectly valid reason."

Procyon stared blankly, making sure the hyena is as uncomfortable...

...and then breaking it with a lighthearted chuckle. He stood up with a grin on his face as he wrapped his bulky arm against the embarrassed hyena's shoulders. "Eh, I'm just messing with ya boss. Any reason is a good reason to work out."

For good measure, he made sure to flex his bulk to the fullest, and it worked considering Helios' reaction. "Just tell me whenever you want to and I'll help ya." Procyon smiled, holding out his bulky arm and flexing it, willing it to be a few inches bigger. "Who knows? You might get to have arms as big as mine!"

"Yeah, right. Might have to tap into my magic to make that happen." Helios snarked, his tail wagging as he felt the raccoon-kobold's bulk against his.

"Well, if you wanted to go that route..." Procyon's smile turned into a grin, his muscles already augmenting slightly and he knew, oh he knew Helios could feel his increasing bulk weighing him down. "...how about let's do it MY way?"

Helios was a bit contemplative for a few seconds before grinning on his own, a paw already grabbing the hem of Procyon's tank top. "Well, if you asked so nicely..."

*BOOM*

"AAAARRRGGHHH!!!"

The two noises made the duo flinch, and while Procyon already knew who caused it, Helios decided to know more by turning to the source...

...and immediately regretted it.

"I fucking knew it."

Procyon dared to laugh as Helios glared at the scene in front of him: a random bull growing so muscular and tall, his body bulging with newfound muscle as he grew to ten feet tall and weighing more than a few tons. Beside him was an incredibly elated wolf-dragon, watching his potion take its usual effect on the bull while a horny hyena-naga continued to worship the growing cock, taking all that massive tree-thick dick on their mouth.

Helios just sighed, grabbing his towel and hanging it around his shoulders. "Well, should have guessed Sirius would still go with his plan, even with me here."

"Can't really keep him off from making others huge, boss." Procyon remarked, also enjoying the size of that bovine. It reminds him of what he did with that leopard earlier...

"How about we go somewhere else?" Helios said, already grabbing the bottle and looking at the raccoon. "Gotta make sure I won't be asked to pay for these fuckers' damages."

"What? Not gonna join him instead?" Procyon cooed, taunting the hyena, even. "Bet I can make you bigger than that slab of beef."

Helios merely chuckled, all while hugging the short yet bulky raccoon. "Eh...next time. Besides..." The hyena then leaned close, his mouth near the raccoon's ear as he whispered sultrily. "...I'm in the mood for a one-on-one right now, if you catch my drift."

That seemingly caught the raccoon off guard. But not for long, as Procyon's ruby eyes shone, his grin couldn't get any wider right now as he chuckled low. "Well then, hope you're ready for me, Helios."

"Get us out of here first." Helios stated, standing straight and looking back at the scene of Sirius and Eltanin's crime. "That bull is pushing 20 tons already and I'm already hard looking at him."

That prompted the raccoon-kobold to howl with laughter. It's true though, the boss was already sporting a tent on his gym shorts and he can't wait to see that thing inflate and grow bigger as he...

...ah, he's getting ahead of himself.

The raccoon-kobold hugged the hyena tightly with one arm, bouncing his pecs for good measure as he asked his boss with a cheeky grin. "Ready, boss?"

"Just teleport us out of here."

"Have patience, you little shit." Procyon growled lightheartedly, before he snapped his fingers. Within a second, the two of them are now gone, leaving the other pair with the growing bull.

Still, that's another gym ruined for this week. Practically a new record. And for good measure, Procyon hadn't told the boss about his solo venture earlier!