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In spite of being one of the four major criminal organizations in control of the Black Market, life as a member of the Shishigumi wasn't always filled with action. While, yes, it was imperative to maintain the status the group had built up, that didn't mean every member was needed at all moments in time. Quiet days happened.

Such was the case with Ibuki and Free - two people who would normally be out conducting various operations for the group, but otherwise given the day off as their comrades mentioned how the jobs they were to accomplish didn't require the use of that much force.

But that didn't mean the two lions were all that thrilled with having time off. On the contrary, they both loathed being left behind while the others were out and about. What was worse was having nothing but each other to keep themselves company.

It led to them puttering around the Shishigumi mansion as they attempted to occupy their time, though with very little in the way of entertainment they naturally found themselves congregating in the same room again. That usually wasn't an issue, but being left to their own devices sometimes caused friction between them.

Which was what Ibuki felt at the moment. His comrade at the other end of the couch managed to find a way to pass the time, much to his chagrin. Ever the consummate professional, he ignored the nuisance to the best of his abilities, but everyone had their limits. "Put that thing back in your mouth!"

Free could only wryly smirk as his tongue slipped back between his lips. "Are you going to make me?"

"I will if I have to, Free." The grinning visage of the Indian lion annoyed Ibuki to no end. A part of him wished he was so easily entertained like the other feline was.

"I thought of something we could do to pass the time," Free leered at the other feline.

Ibuki was mildly curious as to what his comrade had in mind, if a bit concerned. "Go on."

"Remember the last time we had this much of a break? It wasn't long after I joined, if you recall."

Try as he might, the time in question didn't come back to Ibuki no matter how long he pondered on it. "I... can't seem to."

"Well, let me jog your memory then." The corners of Free's mouth curled higher up his face. "I recall us spending a lot of time together as you took it upon yourself to mentor me so that I had the chance to become the man I am today. And there happened to be one day where we weren't needed, which ended up with us getting a bit closer to one another."

"I don't follow what you're getting at." Nothing Ibuki thought of matched what the other lion was referring to.

That prompted Free to pull himself closer to the older cat, observing the disquieted expression. "Well, I was still learning the ropes, and I had a man five years my senior that I looked up to. I distinctly remember one night where we found some alone time and you taught me things I never forgot." As if to emphasize his point he let his fingers creep along the cushion until they reached the other man's leg, where they then crawled up his comrade's inner thigh and didn't stop until being forced to.

"Free, enough!" Ibuki barked, firmly grasping the other feline's hand. "That was a long time ago."

"Not particularly; barely a decade, in fact," Free's grin only grew stronger. "Are you not even the slightest bit interested in seeing what I'm capable of now? I assure you, I've learned quite a bit since then."

Ibuki could only sigh as he released the younger cat's hand. "We're on the job. We don't have time to be doing these things."

"As we're so busy now." The Maasai lion's reluctance got Free rolling his eyes. "You can't be hesitant because you're afraid of me, right? Someone as experienced as you should see this as an opportunity, one to both show me what you can do _and_to quiet me down."

Ibuki groaned as he pinched the bridge of his nose, his glasses resting on his fingers. "You won't take 'no' for an answer, will you?"

"If you were to object, then I would. But..." Free resumed slowly caressing the other feline's leg. "I don't hear you saying anything."

As much as Ibuki wanted to protest, the lack of action had him genuinely bored enough to consider the proposition, as ridiculous as it sounded. He also couldn't help but appreciate the way the other lion's ministrations tickled something deep inside him. A sigh tumbled out as he relented. "Alright, I suppose it wouldn't hurt, at least to kill some time."

"I'm so glad you agree!" A lascivious twinkle punctuated Free's ogling of the older feline, now given permission to get closer. He migrated his hand up his comrade's inner thigh, chuckling as he applied a bit more force, getting the other man to twitch as a result.

A shiver ripped up Ibuki's spine as he allowed the manhandling of his leg to continue. He huffed as it then moved up along his body, those leonine fingers running along his shredded abs through the fabric. In truth he could tell right away that the younger lion was practiced, far moreso than what he remembered. A part of him grew excited at the prospect of lovemaking.

That wasn't lost on Free, who let his other hand in on the action. "I see you're enjoying yourself, Ibuki," he smirked as he groped his comrade's bulging shaft, the log of lionmeat slithering down a pant leg.

Ibuki shuddered. Having his pole caressed like that activated a part of his brain long dormant, the titillation only making him harder. His eyes, meanwhile, glanced down towards the action, noting a peculiarity with the other lion. "It would appear I'm not the only one."

"For good reason," Free's tone dripped with salacious intent. "It's been a while since I had the luxury of being with someone as hung as you are."

While he wasn't about to rebut the compliment, Ibuki didn't feel it was all that warranted. "I'm nothing special," he scoffed.

"Oh, but you are," Free protested, his breath lingering in his throat, "and I've waited for this opportunity for a long time." The intensity of his manhandling had only grown as the pair of them became more eager about the thought. He noted how the older cat's schlong throbbed to full length in a matter of seconds, telling him exactly how much the act was wanted. "It almost feels like you've gone quite some time without release, am I right?"

Ibuki could only gulp, his face growing flush as his body instinctually reacted to the touch he'd craved for so long. "I've been too busy for that sort of thing."

"Then allow me to take care of it." Mischief wrinkled Free's face as he fondled his friend. Being able to replicate that night from so long ago had him shudder with anticipation, his fingers trembling the more of the older lion he caressed.

Ibuki, too, felt his composure falter as his rugged body welcomed the onslaught. The built-up sexual tension from years of neglect had him huffing as it rocketed to the forefront of his thoughts, coaxing him to begin undoing the buttons on his dress shirt. It wasn't long before the golden fur of his sculpted torso spilled out from between the opening.

Seeing the older man strip of his own accord had Free laughing. "You seem to want this more than I do!" He mimicked the other cat and removed his own attire, letting the feline underneath him get an eyeful of his own chiseled body as the layers of clothing were slowly removed.

"Evidently," Ibuki gulped, his arousal higher than he expected it to be. The rest of his outfit took nowhere near as much time to shuck off, with his suit jacket and shirt being tossed unceremoniously to the ground beside the two of them. His pants, however, weren't so straightforward as his turgid erection actually stretched the material enough to be a problem, though one a little force easily fixed.

Free kept pace with the other lion, removing every garment as quickly as his hands could move. His pants slid off effortlessly in spite of his pole getting in the way, poking out from the bottom of his boxers. A sigh of relief escaped his throat as one last motion liberated his schlong, drooling a steady stream of pre in anticipation for the fun to be had.

If there was one thing that Ibuki could actually chuckle about, it was the fact that both he and the feline hunkering overtop of him elected to keep their ties on above everything else. It appeared that the pair of them couldn't totally part with their professionalism for the sake of debauchery. Not that he minded in the slightest as the single article of clothing provided a sense of je ne sais quoi that excited a lewder piece of his soul.

With their forms unrestricted, Free took it upon himself to resume his previous actions, now able to feel the other lion's tumescent pole without the fabric barrier getting in the way. His tongue naturally slipped past his lips as his libido got cranked to eleven.

Ibuki found himself doing the same, groping the younger cat's manhood like he would his own. The sensation was intoxicating to experience, pleasant in his mind regardless of how much his fingers were being coated with slimy precum. He knew deep down this was the right call in the end; his work had been suffering as of late due to some part of him feeling dissatisfied, and he couldn't understand why no matter how long he pondered it. But now? Now he figured it out, and he was determined to see this through until he--

"Free, wait!"

Free froze in place, his hands jolting backwards a bit from alarm. "Ibuki? What's the matter?"

"Something..." Ibuki sputtered, pushing himself up the armrest of the sofa. "Something felt off for a second and I don't know why."

"Off?" Free cocked a brow. He looked down at himself to ascertain what the other feline was getting at, only to come up empty handed. "I don't think I understand what you mean."

"Uh..." The thoughts rattling around Ibuki's brain didn't quite make sense to him, which made it that much harder to explain. He inspected himself to see if the same reaction happened. "I don't really know myself. I just seemed to feel something different about you for a split second."

The mystery of what the other cat sensed had Free intrigued, but the lack of any substance to work with put a damper on his captivation. A quick glance at his own body revealed nothing out of the ordinary. "Are you sure you're feeling alright, Ibuki?" A look of concern washed over his face. "I'm hoping this isn't sleep deprivation, or perhaps something worse. We'd be significantly worse off if you were--"

And then he felt it - his cock. That was what the older lion perceived as different! His investigation didn't turn up much from sight alone, but a simple touch revealed so much more as there was somehow more of him to hold down there. The gears in his head spun wildly as he attempted to understand the discovery, but there wasn't any possible answer that made sense to him. Yet he couldn't stop from fondling himself, liking what he felt in his grasp and prompting him to do the same to his comrade.

The abrupt assault on his dong had Ibuki gasp in surprise, his breathing growing staccato as his meat pulsed in the other man's grip. "F-Free, what are you doing?"

Free's face lit up when his experiment proved fruitful. "It happened to you too!" His toothy grin broke through with full force, spreading from one ear to the other.

Ibuki gulped, hissing as the clasping of his dick gently tightened. "What did?"

"You grew."

While he understood the meaning of the words in isolation, putting them together had Ibuki at a loss. He gingerly shoved the younger cat off of him and had a look for himself. His eyes told him nothing of the sort, but his hands contacting the heated flesh spoke volumes. It wasn't by much, but his endowment was definitely bigger than it was supposed to be.

As were his testes, the eggs in his basket commanding more space in his hands. What could be the cause? Being situated in the Black Market led the organization to come into contact with a whole variety of illicit substances, but nothing he'd personally seen had been advertised to affect one's body in such a way. It had him flabbergasted as he racked his brain for a potential cause.

Free, on the other hand, wasn't anywhere near as perturbed by the revelation, instead more than happy to indulge in his sexual proclivities. The sensation of having that little bit extra of flesh to play with had his heart flutter as it took that much more effort to circle his pole with his fingers. Not to mention the increased time it took to travel from base to tip. To him, it didn't matter what brought about this strange change; he was intent on enjoying it!

But not on his own, of course. To have such a strapping man as the older lion all horned-up and unattended to would be a travesty in his books. He wasted no time in assailing his comrade with lascivious purpose, thoroughly lavishing the other feline with a manhandling only he could provide.

It was through the extended fondling that their peculiar 'ailment' continued. As like before their throbbing erections steadily climbed in both length and girth, pairing with their respective sets of balls that also plumped up simultaneously. The knowledge that it was happening stopped being shocking to Free, though Ibuki still was unable to wrap his head around it.

Things only got more confusing as the feeling spread across the rest of their bodies. In addition to their members burgeoning without meaning, so too did their toned frames. Physical fitness was something championed in their group as they had to stay on their toes in case something unexpected arose. They had no use for going beyond looking athletic as larger sizes would start having diminishing returns on them completing their missions, but it seemed like now the pair of them would have no choice in the matter.

Every grope along some part of their body contributed to the sensation flooding their systems, imbuing them with a virile energy not normally experienced as part of the act. It radiated throughout their extremities, causing their muscles to periodically twitch without any input, only to retain the size they achieved at flexion.

Little by little they had inches added across every measurement of their bodies, and while that might not have appeared like much to an outside observer, the constant stream of mass piling onto them started having an effect.

Already being fit left Free rather ignorant to the changes taking place, with him not thinking anything else was happening besides what the hands wrapped around their cocks were telling him. It was only when the need to readjust his position on the couch reared its head that he realized there was more to the growth than initially expected. His eyes lit up with glee at the additional size attained, the lust for the situation flourishing as a result.

And then there was Ibuki, who wasn't entirely sure of how he should be reacting. While the idea of a Shishigumi member completely engrossing themselves in the carnal delight of sex was one thing, enjoying the sensation of getting bigger felt particularly unbecoming in his eyes.

And yet that's what he did.

Neither of them had an explanation for the strange occurrence, and yet not a complaint could be heard between the pair of them. While Ibuki still grappled with whether or not he should really be reveling in the growth, Free had no such qualms.

Solid lion mass continued to stuff their pelts, their musculature tearing apart and repairing itself in order to grow bigger. It was most evident along their torsos as the swelling of their pectorals began to push against each other, forcing the two horny friends away as their burgeoning bulk commanded the space.

That wasn't to mention their ever-increasing shafts, pulsating larger as the seconds ticked on, slithering up their trunks as they swelled in tandem. Having them both sandwiched between the heaviest bodies their organization had ever seen stimulated them like nothing else could, but that was only helped along by a massive boost in sensitivity as their size made wine bottles look quaint.

"I don't know what this is," Free huffed, his tongue perpetually hanging out of his mouth, "but I can't say I hate this! I know you like this too, Ibuki, I can see it on your face."

The heat pouring off the blimping lions slightly fogged Ibuki's glasses and hid his eyes from view, but the rest of his face being visible signaled to the younger feline his true feelings on the matter. "It's, uh..." He struggled to hold back a moan. "It's certainly something different."

"It's something good," Free purred, feeling up his comrade's bloating chest, his fingers forcibly spread farther apart as more and more heft pushed them away. "Had I known you could induce this into happening, I'd have propositioned you much sooner."

"How do you know I'm responsible for this?"

"Because this never happened with any of the others," Free stated matter-of-factly. "For some reason you're the one who somehow activated this, bringing out the beast in us."

The thought of being the person responsible for their unexplained growth had Ibuki in disbelief. Him? That's preposterous! He had no clue what manner of drug could provoke such an intense growth, which meant there wasn't any way he could get his mitts on it.

But the results were undeniable. In a few, short moments the two of them had effortlessly doubled their size from muscle and cock mass alone, with their heights even taking advantage of the growth. It was hard to accurately surmise, but if he had to hazard a guess he'd probably say they were well on their way to passing the eight-foot mark.

And they weren't stopping, if the creaking coming from the sofa said anything. The pair of horny lovers only grew moreso as their random surge persisted, with Free practically overtop Ibuki, all but salivating over his own gains while his comrade still attempted to make sense of it all. They couldn't be more different in their priorities if they tried.

Free couldn't stop himself from worshiping his swelling bulk, observing firsthand the rising split peaks of his biceps reach higher in the air, the mounds of beef stretching his hide as they worked to match the size of his head. Densely packed grew these mountains, the ranges composed of distinct crests and valleys that only expanded as time marched on.

In the midst of his vision was his chest, slabs of muscle jutting out and taking his tie along for the ride. No longer could it rest comfortably down the length of his torso; now it rested on top of his pectorals, the hem not reaching the bottom of those boulders and climbing further upward the more mass he gained. He was beside himself in euphoric bliss as he relished in the impossibility of the situation, one he didn't know he wanted until it happened to him. The thought of it ending at some point dawned on him, but for now he was content with seeing how far he could take it until that happened.

His revelry was cut short, however, when a crack echoed through the room, followed by the swelling men crashing unceremoniously to the ground. Their landing wasn't the softest even with the cushions there to break their fall as broken pieces of wood shredded the fabric containing the padding and poked them in their growing musculature. It would take some time to come up with a reasonable explanation for this accidental act of destruction.

Ibuki gasped from the abrupt fall, his glasses resting precariously on the end of his nose as he surveyed the scene as best he could. Much of the debris could only be felt as writhing lion bulk consumed most of his view. He was at a loss for words, unable to articulate his thoughts both about suddenly finding himself on the floor as well as the fact that he hadn't stopped growing.

Free didn't seem concerned at the event at all, merely amused at its occurrence before turning his attention back to the pair of them. "Well, this is a promising development, wouldn't you say, Ibuki?"

Ibuki quirked a brow at the grinning feline on top of him. "You're far too eager about this happening."

"We _did_want something to pass the time with, did we not?" Free said, involuntarily wriggling as his fattening cock pressed against the one of his friend's, both dominating the space between them as the drooling tips kissed the undersides of their respective pecs.

"This wasn't exactly what I had in mind," Ibuki grunted. While the prospect of continual growth didn't excite him like it did his comrade's, try as he might, he couldn't force himself to hate it either, especially the constant stream of pleasure pumping into him from every angle. Having his heft smooshed against the billowing form of the other cat felt way too damn good.

Free took the opportunity to fully embrace his expansion, letting his hands roam around his frame as his musculature bloated beneath his fingers. So much mass inflated his body that it had no choice but to broaden in order to accommodate it all. His skeleton creaked outward, much like the couch did before it collapsed, with his shoulders becoming wider than the doorway he entered through. The sensation was orgasmic in and of itself and it had his tongue slipping past his lips again, though he quickly remembered what he'd been told earlier. "Do I need your permission now, Ibuki?"

Against his better judgement, Ibuki relented - it wasn't like that was the biggest problem at the moment. "Go ahead."

That was all Free needed to hear. With a grin stretching across his face he lashed at his blimping pectoral mass, his tongue working along the meaty boulders as he took in every crevice they created. It had him moaning from the pleasure alone.

That also got him grinding his ever-expanding crotch rocket against the older lion's, now not able to comfortably fit them side-by-side even with the both of them easily being the width of two Shishigumi members. For some reason their genitalia benefited the most from their growth, taking every opportunity presented to swell beyond what was thought possible into the realm of fiction, and yet the sensations flooding back through their nervous system told him how real it all was. Pretty soon his dick would be the same size as he was, and he couldn't wait until it happened.

The air in the room quickly filled with the heady stench of lion sex, intoxicating musk permeating every corner and choking out what wasn't produced by the two felines. That had an even stronger effect on the group members as the masculine scent filled their nostrils and bolstered their arousal.

Trying to maintain composure got harder and harder for Ibuki, who felt like succumbing to his libido was inevitable at some point in time. Nevertheless he kept his mind hard at work at putting that thought off as much as he could, only to be interrupted when he felt his hand brush against something unfamiliar. A quick grope of his surroundings didn't make a whole lot of sense to him until he realized what his hand had grabbed onto - the windowsill that was supposed to be at the far side of the room.

The revelation made him panic, not anticipating their growth to take them this far. In his consternation he discovered that his feet could touch the wall that held the entrance to the room, while his mane bristled against the one opposite. They were quickly running out of space!

While Free recognized the same issue arising, he paid it little mind as he was more preoccupied with wringing as much ecstasy out of his expansion as he could. The feeling of his back bloating out in all directions commanded far more attention as the sensation overwhelmed him. He positively adored how his traps swallowed his neck the bigger he got, or how his lats continually flared out no matter how wide his body became. That would continue being far more important to him in his eyes.

With that said, he couldn't say the feeling of his back pressing against the ceiling was something he wanted to ignore. At first there was enough resistance pushing down on him that it increased the pressure he applied to the lion underneath him, but enough force gained from growing proved to be unstoppable and completely rendered the room above them unusable as he smashed into it. The thought that his body was too powerful for conventional architecture to contain had his libido skyrocket.

Ibuki, however, didn't quite see things the same way, his eyes wide with alarm as he saw the rest of the room above them collapse to the main floor, scattering around them as their ascension persisted. It prompted him to shove the other cat to the ground and push himself upright, ensuring that his perpetual growth didn't accidentally take out the supports for the rest of the mansion.

The brusque manner of the other cat's scrambling had Free righting himself as well, though pleased with his unintentional handiwork. What pleased him even more was the delectable sight of the lion behemoth in front of him. "You're quite the looker now, you know that?"

"I really wish I wasn't..." Ibuki grunted, trying to find a comfortable position in which his billowing obelisk could grow unobstructed. The damn thing was already eye-level with him and thicker than what his hands could hold!

"Ah, but you have no choice. You handsome visage will be seen by all soon enough," Free leered at the other leonine titan. "You should be thrilled at that outcome! I know I am."

Hearing the younger cat's assertion had Ibuki rolling his eyes. He sighed as he shifted his position to better allow movement, forcing himself to his feet, though stumbling in the process as he hadn't had any time to adjust to his now top-heavy physique. Standing upright allowed him to feel just how swollen his body had become, with every single part about him significantly heavier than a person ought to be. His bloated testosterone factories in particular dangled well below his knees, absolutely roiling with virile cum that would only continue collecting over the course of his growth.

The sight of the colossus of a lion standing before him had Free's tongue lolling from his mouth without him conscious of it. His first instinct was to get close to it all like he just was, wanting to feel it grow uninhibited. That got him to his feet in an instant, letting him see how impossibly monstrous the pair of them had gotten in such a short amount of time.

Having a cock nearly as big as the rest of him got Ibuki grappling with the reality of the situation. He couldn't stop his endowment from swelling in whatever way it wanted to, and it desperately wanted to keep that going for as long as possible.

Not content with merely being as large as him, his prick surged above his head as it fattened considerably with every beat of his heart. He had no choice but to look up to see the tip of his length as it towered over him, the back of his head fighting with his traps in the process. This was all so much! How much more of these changes could he take?

Free worried about no such thing, internally encouraging his growth to keep going, wanting nothing more at that point but to eclipse what everyone thought was a possible size for one to attain. He craved the bulk, mentally begging for more to pile on wherever it found room, hoping the end wouldn't arrive any time soon. The spectacle of a shaft on the cusp of dwarfing him had him licking his chops in anticipation, waiting for the moment it would happen.

He didn't even mind how his over-engorged cum tanks annexed the space in front of his swollen legs for themselves, roiling away with potent lionbatter that bloated them out to gargantuan proportions. Already reaching his shins, they contained more spunk than he could blast off in a lifetime, maybe even two. And yet they kept growing.

But to be able to enjoy the experience with another made it all the better. While he couldn't bear to cease fondling his own bulk, he especially wanted to do the same with his friend, taking in all that tonnage of feline beef and feel it grow in his very grasp. He couldn't decide what he liked more - arms that could shear a car in half billowing out with every involuntary flex, pectorals that put pickup trucks to shame only dominating even more space as seconds ticked away, or the leviathan pillar that jutted out well beyond the realm of normalcy.

He was spoiled for choice.

The onslaught of pleasure brought on by the younger lion's enthusiastic caressing had Ibuki questioning if holding on was even possible now. Thick rivulets of pre drooled along the length of his monstrous shaft, covering both his musky pubic bush and tremendous ballsac in a layer of the translucent fluid. He couldn't deny the unrelenting ecstasy the stimulation was providing him.

More and more he fought to keep his composure, trying to be the adult in the situation and take charge of a development neither of them could explain. At least that way he could come up with both a potential solution for their strange affliction as well as try to think of a means of explaining the carnage the two of them were unintentionally inflicting on the mansion.

But that was proving to be easier said than done.

Having a cannon bigger than he was attached to his pelvis ended up being more difficult to control than he could've ever thought. The overwhelming electric sensation frying the nerves along his impossibly gigantic log of leonine fuckmeat got him panting up a storm, finding it harder to resist giving into his neglected sexual urges. There were so many reasons why he knew he should push himself to remain collected in spite of everything assaulting his senses, but he discovered so many more to justify reveling in his growth.

At some point the pleasure became too much for him to bear and he relented, his own tongue lolling out of his mouth and inadvertently matching his colleague's. By then he'd grown to be a towering specimen of feline immensity, so mammothian in physique that not a single one of his dimensions remained proportional, and he increasingly struggled to find a fault in that.

The change in acceptance of the unusual events didn't go unnoticed by Free, who gladly welcomed the older cat in recognizing the magnificence of their impromptu ascension. A quick grind of their imposing poles ought to be exactly what was needed to spur the other feline on even more, he wagered.

To supply twin shafts of lionmeat that could drill holes into the ground with an appropriate amount of jizz were their enormous orbs, audibly gurgling away as they churned up more batter to blast when the time of release came. The both of them savoured the sensation of their set of bloating balls having no choice but to smoosh into the other, forcing the two titans away in order to make more room.

But even _that_wasn't enough! So colossal were their testes that growing right underneath schlongs the size of oil derricks would no longer do. The force exerted by their inconceivable girth demanded the lion behemoths to widen their stance, spreading their legs apart to allow sufficient passage.

It was behind them that their nuts could really blossom into something unlike the world had ever seen before, becoming veritable wrecking balls that rendered any construction material they contacted to rubble with barely a thought given to the action. They could feel the growth of their immense cum tanks in a number of manners, with the most prominent now being how they crowded out their globular ass cheeks, fighting for room against a pair of moons that could flatten a tank into a disc of metal, plastic, and glass.

The sensation in and of itself was orgasmic, unlike anything the two lion beefcakes had ever felt in their lives. Every instance of their bulk pressing against itself as their persisting expansion had them reeling in disbelief, their bodies doing everything they could to both reap the euphoria given by the growth as well as keep it going for as long as they reasonably could. The only problem was that it was getting harder and harder to accomplish the bigger and hornier they got.

Their exponential surge of their measurements affected every part of their frames, causing their boulder shoulders to brush against opposite sides of the mansion, while also forcing the tops of their heads to crash through the roof like it was tissue paper. Seemingly nothing could withstand the might of their enormous forms, their awe-inspiring physiques demolishing whatever part of the building was unfortunate enough to be in their way.

So much power bunched up in Free's arms that he figured he could lift a fleet of freighters over his head without putting in much effort. Just a single bicep alone packed more of a punch than what a train could offer, bulging mightily with every flex as it loomed over the landscape when he raised his arm in the air. The mere sight of it caused his heart to flutter, persuading him to give it a lick, his rough tongue tasting the very masculine essence given off by the sweat matting his fur. He could taste himself for hours and never get tired of it.

While Ibuki wasn't quite so in love with himself as his comrade was, that didn't mean he didn't think his bulk was anything less than incredible. His body alone must've pushed past the ten-ton mark at some point, but with his dick soaring high into the sky it likely weighed even more than that. The shadow it cast from the overhead sun covered much of the surrounding area, casting parts of the Black Market into darkness the likes of which were unheard of for that time of day.

That wasn't to mention his titanic balls, riding up his back as they continually swelled larger than what should've been reasonable for even the biggest of men. Between him and the younger lion, there must've been a lake's worth of cum produced them, and it floored him that their growth still hadn't abated.

Preseed poured by the bucketload down the gang members' twin spires, coating not only them but also the ground around them in the slimy ooze. The heady stench of virile masculinity practically rolled off of them by that point. Everything they did only added to the intoxicating aroma, leaving the pair of them breathless as they inhaled nothing but the scent of their own lovemaking.

What used to be the footprint of the mansion now belonged to their ever-burgeoning forms, taking up entire square kilometres with their over-engorged balls alone. Ibuki in particular sensed how much they'd grown when he felt his race past the small of his back. They now had to contend with the tremendous magnitude of his traps, but a large part of him knew they'd have no problem in that regard.

There was only one thing present on Free's mind the more he worked over himself - having the mother of all climaxes. His thoughts all pointed to it, encouraging him to bring his meaty form to orgasm by whatever means necessary.

While he had no issues groping whatever part of him his hands could actually reach, that wasn't fast enough for his liking and he knew he had to pivot in order to achieve what he wanted from all this.

And that's when he realized he had the perfect masturbatory aid in the lion colossus he'd grown to this size with. They were pretty much the spitting image of one another - if their physical appearance was ignored, of course - and it had him grinding his cock against the other towering endowment as he considered the older cat to be the hottest thing he'd ever laid eyes on besides himself. Every buck of his hips propelled genuine tonnage of cock and balls across the landscape, creating a series of rumbles throughout the land that could be picked up on any seismographs nearby. These man-made earthquakes would be nothing compared to the eruption soon to come.

Surrounded by densely-packed musculature on all sides, Ibuki found the range of motion of his head to be severely limited, only really able to look straight forward at his behemothian chest that could pulverize mountains into pebbles. The utter immensity of his pectorals seemed quaint when compared with his monolithic prick reaching close to double his height and four times his thickness, but no one else could even say they come close to the size he'd achieved, even proportionally.

That was if he didn't include the other lion.

He wasn't blind to the way he was getting humped, actually appreciating the impossibly heavy weight being thrust against him as he, too, craved release. He could feel it in his balls how they were on the cusp of exploding, all but begging to pump their viscous output from his flesh geyser.

The girth of his pillar commanded more room than anticipated it would, just about forcing his feet off the ground as his brawny legs spread almost as far as they would go. He did everything he could to remain mobile, with the force applied from his limbs shooting electric pleasure through his entire system. A series of snarling grunts escaped his mouth, sounding like nothing to him, but echoing across the prefecture thanks to his ridiculous size.

Just a few more pumps of his cock...

Free gritted his teeth as the feeling of orgasm drew nearer. While he couldn't see his lover, he could certainly picture the older lion in all his majesty - luxurious mane draped around a sea of swollen muscularity, so caked with beef that even missiles would be rendered useless from his diamond-hard physique. He almost wished they were a bit smaller so he could enjoy the other man firsthand.

But that was all he needed to finally push himself over the edge.

With a mighty roar heard for kilometres around, he let loose his floodgates, his engorged cum tanks bulging out his cum pipe greatly as potent lionbatter gushed from the tip. A shower of spunk ensued, painting the landscape a pearlescent white that positively reeked of man, blanketing all who were unfortunate enough to be caught in the blast, including himself.

That was precisely the push Ibuki needed to stop holding back. Moaning louder than he'd ever done in his life, his own shaft pulsed with erotic need, virile jizz rushing from his throbbing balls and glazing the area around him with a thick layer of seed that barely moved thanks to the level ground. The untold megalitres of his juices jettisoning from his meatlog absolutely pummeled him with pleasure, dealing him more than anything else even remotely comparable. A part of him wished he could've experienced this sooner.

The exact amount of time the pair of leonine colossi took to blast their loads all over themselves and everything else in the vicinity was unknown; it could've been hours, or it could've been minutes for all they knew. All they were concerned with was draining their orbs of everything they'd produced.

Eventually they came down from their sexual highs, minds worked over from the relentless bliss enveloping them. While their first instinct was to collapse from such a volatile eruption, they quickly discovered that the insane amount of bulk from their junk prevented them from falling to the ground, which could've been either a blessing or a curse depending on how it was looked at.

All the mental effort in trying to collect himself earlier actually helped Ibuki recover faster than the younger lion, becoming cognizant of the gigantic behemoth the two of them had become. Even though his consternation regarding his impossible physique had all but melted away, that didn't mean he wasn't about to consider the logistics of having such a massive form. "I can tell you right there's not enough meat in the world to sate our hungers now."

To hear the other feline mass monster talk about food first thing after having the climax of a lifetime had Free's laugh booming across the island they lived on. "Is that really what you're concerned with right now?" He grabbed a hold of his leviathan crotch rocket as best he could and shook it in front of his friend. "I have all the meat you could ever want right here, Ibuki."

The amount of size they'd gained was irrelevant; the dynamic between Ibuki and his junior colleague remained constant, much to his chagrin. "Why must you be this way?"