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Joel McCormick all but threw himself into his room, slamming the door behind him and bolting it shut, crumpling onto the floor as the mad crackling outside reached a new high. There were so many of them, the entire hallway choking with enormous brawny jocks and more beer than the outdoor swimming pool had water. Joel grabbed his tail, pressing his face into it as people began banging against the bolted door. Some were laughing at him and others were pounding, even more still coaxing him out for some 'fun'. Joel didn't know what he had done to deserve his fate - a dorm choking with alcoholic frat boys who were far too busy partying and having sex to even bother with their studies.

Leaving his back pressed against the door, Joel reached for the magazine under the nearby bed. It was a bodybuilding magazine his mother had mailed to him and one of the many catalysts for his current situation. Unfortunately for him, the same magazine had caught the attention of his roommate (but only because he had gotten to the package before Joel), one thing led to another and suddenly he was that 'scrawny faggot who wanted to be huge'.

And then they had discovered that the monstrous, mega-muscled bodybuilder hulk on the front page was none other than Joey McCormick, one of Joel's identical siblings! Joel glowered at his distant sibling. It almost seemed impossible, not two years ago they were nearly indistinguishable, and in that short time Joey had somehow grown into a seven foot tall hulk of a tiger with more muscle in one leg than Joel had in his entire body, not to mention the enormous package his brother was now sporting, that it bounced and swayed erotically with every step he took only served to rub more salt into Joel's emotional wound.

"HEY PIPSQUEAK!" boomed a loud voice, followed by several hard thumps against the door, "OPEN UP PIPSQUEAK! WE JUST WANNA MAKE YOU ONE OF US! RIGHT BOYS?"

There was a wild cheer just then, followed by an endless chain of wilder whoops as the Neanderthals rallied around their chieftain, smashing empty beer cans onto their foreheads and chanting his name.

Joel shoved himself back against the door, pushing against it with all his might and tossing the magazine back under the bed. There was a thundering 'JEFF! JEFF! JEFF! JEFF!" ringing across the dormitories, made all the more thunderous by the insane amounts of beer flowing downstairs. Joel didn't know what Jeffrey was planning this time, but almost immediately the tiger's roommate gave him the answer.

"ALRIGHT PIPSQUEAK, IF YOU AIN'T GONNA OPEN THIS DOOR, I'M JUST GONNA COME IN AND GET YOU!"

A wild cheer erupted from the outside, and suddenly something came crashing against the wooden door, the impact slamming painfully against Joel's back. The tiger was breathing hard now, pushing himself against the door and praying with all his heart the jocks would grow bored of it. Joel knew his back was raw from the attempting to hold Jeffrey back, but still the tiger persisted, straining with all his might until the lock suddenly snapped.

Jeffrey came barrelling into the room like an unstoppable juggernaut, blowing the bolt clean off the wall and sending Joel flying. The screams on the outside were deafening, what sounded like party poppers going off as Jeffrey got to his feet, revelling in the attention he was getting. Joel groaned, trying to pick himself up after such an unceremonious landing when Jeffrey slammed the door back into its frame, replacing the lock and bolting it shut.

Joel froze, the fur on his neck standing on end as the light from the hallway was suddenly extinguished. Jeffrey was breathing hard behind his back, the tiger could smell the alcohol coming from him as the horse picked him up by the scruff of his shirt, wrenching him off the floor and tossing him onto the tiger's bed.

"Well somebody's been quite sociable today," Jeffery sneered, easily pressing Joel down with one arm despite the tiger's struggles. The draft horse was over six feet tall with nearly twice the muscle on Joel, who was a measly five foot seven and_barely_ a hundred thirty, sopping wet. Jeffery's shirt was damp with beer, as usual, his cream coloured fur smelling strongly of the malted beverage. The horse wasn't a bodybuilder in any sense, his gut was a little flabby from drinking more beer than water on a daily basis, but Jeffery's arms and chest were rock hard whenever he flexed, a testament to the natural bulk that came with his equine genetics.

"Take a look at this pipsqueak," Jeffery continued, pulling out some sort of collar from under his blanket, "Some big-ass homo unicorn sold this to me back at the gym, man you should have seen that guy, he was probably bigger than your brother!"

Joel stared at the collar his roommate was holding. It looked like it was made of leather, he couldn't tell in the dim light, but the gemstone dangling from it looked a little strange. It was huge, the size of a golf ball and shimmering with an almost eerie glimmer. Joel couldn't even tell what colour it was, only that it didn't look natural and there was no way he was going to let Jeffery put that thing on him without a fight.

"My girlfriends are gonna love pictures of you in this thing," Jeffery said, pulling a camera out from somewhere as he wrestled Joel onto the bed. "Now keep still runt! I've still gotta take you down to the boys!"

"NO!" Joel cried, kicking and squirming as Jeffery wrestled him down, "YOU SCREW OFF AND STAY AWAY FROM ME!"

"I SAID KEEP STILL YOU LITTLE RUNT!" Jeffery roared, "DON'T MAKE ME-"

Whatever Jeffery was going to say was interrupted by a sudden, high-pitched whizzing sound that filled the room like a swarm of angry bees. The gem dangling on the collar was starting to spin on its own accord, a soft red glow enveloping the stone before their very eyes. In a few seconds the whizzing hit unbearable levels, Jeffery yelping suddenly and tossing the smoking collar onto the ground, where it began rattling against the floor, flopping about like a fish out of water.

"Dude! What the fuck did you do?!"

"I don't know! You were the one who bought that thing, what the fuck is that?"

"The fuck I know, it's just some stupid collar!" Jeffery snapped, pushing himself off the bed and reaching for the leather strap, "I don't what the hell's going on, but I'm still gonna put this-"

There was a blinding flash as the gem shattered, a horrific shapeless mass surging from the remains like a cloud of swirling gas, barrelling into Jeffery and flinging him against the wall as if he weighed nothing. Joel squealed, nearly biting his tail as Jeffery crumple face first onto the floor, screaming in agony as he clutched his face, smoke trailing between his fingers from where his eyes should have been.

"Ughh! N-no... NO!" Jeffery cried, his body writhing across the floor, his voice straining from the effort, "W-what did y-you DO! It- ughn! ARGH!! No! N-NO!! AARGRHHHH!!!"

An explosion of fire consumed Jeffery's body, the equine jock howling in anguish as he rolled across the ground, frantically trying to put the fire out as it burned into his flesh. Joel reached out in a vain attempt to pull the horse from the fire when something struck the side of his arm, a chilling paralysis creeping through his body and numbing his lips and tongue. The tiger slumped onto the bed, helpless as Jeffery was pulled into the fireball, screaming as huge claws suddenly burst from the tips of his fingers.

Jeffery horrific wail was growing hoarse, his voice deepening and taking on an almost... demonic undertone as equally massive claws sprouted from the horse's furry feet, jagged talons replacing his once trimmed toenails. His smooth fur was grew rough, almost bristled, the soft caramel colour turning green like the grass growing outside. Jeffery was baring his teeth, where four vicious fangs were sprouting from where his canines would have been in the jaws of a non-herbivore. The horse's hair had been burnt black, his barbaric mane falling onto either side of his head as he struggled against the burning sphere.

The terrified tiger did not know how long Jeffery spent inside that thing, but eventually the flames seemed to extinguish themselves, vanishing as suddenly as they had begun. Jeffery slumped onto all fours, panting heavily as sweat cascaded from every inch of his green-furred form. Slowly, his stance unsteady, Joel's roommate got to his feet. The air around him was different, no longer one of a moronic, obnoxious douchebag. Jeffery opened his eyes then, and suddenly Joel knew why.

Jeffery's eyes were utterly black, even where the whites of his eyes should have been. His pupils were catlike slits, filled with a darkness that stretched on forever. Joel couldn't avert his gaze from the inhuman beast before him, Jeffery's eyes were unlike he had ever seen or imagined in his young life. The tiger simply stared, beholding the conflagration of demonic hellfire that raged and roiled where Jeffery's irises should have been, until his mind could not take it any longer.

Joel cried out, wrenching his gaze away from Jeffery's face and tumbling onto the bed. A strong hand wrapped around his arm then, Jeffery's massive claws dangerously tight against his softer flesh. It was all the tiger could do to whimper, refusing to open his eyes as the demonic equine squeezed his jaws open with his free hand, crushing his lips against Joel's before the tiger could resist.

The scream that formed in Joel's throat was quickly smothered by the intense heat that burst through the tiger's body, a soft moan leaving his lips before he could stop it. Jeffery had picked him up, the tiger's defences crumbling rapidly as the demon made sweet love to his face. The horse's long tongue was pressing against his mouth, coaxing more moans from the unwilling tiger. Joel put his arms around Jeffery's shoulders as the horse's arms moved away, even wrapping his legs around the demon's waist for added balance.

Joel could feel Jeffery's bulk thickening and expanding underneath him, and opened his eyes when his curiously finally got the better of him. The demon's hellish eyes were closed, giving Joel unprecedented access to the horse's enlarging musculature. Biceps were bulging from Jeffery's lumpy arms, growing huge and immensely defined, their shredded masses eventually tearing away the sleeves of his shirt and swelling powerfully against Joel's soft hands.

Up next were Jeffery's pecs. Joel almost squealed when he felt the stallion's chest muscles bunching up and pressing against body, nearly cutting his tongue against Jeffery's fangs as he sought to contain his excitement. Two mounds of hard muscle were already bulging from Jeffery's pecs, bigger and harder than anything he had had before and still Joel could feel them growing. Great rips began spreading across the stallion's shirt as his pecs ballooned outwards, thick cables of muscle roiling angrily as whatever fat he had was burnt away to make way for his monstrous chest muscles. They were like two mountainous slabs of solid beef, so immensely muscled that his thick, juicy nipples were forced to point earthwards.

There was a loud_SHHRRRIIIIIIIIIIP_, and his chest all but tore itself free from the confines of his shirt, thickening and strengthening so rapidly his torso was barely widening in time to accommodate them. His lats were flaring out on either side of him, thickly muscled and so massive they were visibly pushing his arms apart. The stallion's traps were like bulging mountains under Joel's hands, swelling off either side of his neck and smothering his furry paws with their unbridled power.

Jeffery's gut tightened so much his waist actually shrunk, whatever fat he had melting away as a freakish, monstrous abdominal surged into being. His shredded eight-pack packing on so much muscle and swelling so massively it almost gave his narrow waist a new muscled-gut. Joel couldn't see the demon's legs from way up here, but he knew the loud rips and tears meant the stallion's herculean leg muscles were hulking out of his pants, Jeffery's warm quads pressing erotically against Joel's legs.

The tiger hadn't noticed it earlier, but the demonic fiend had been steadily increasing in height since his growth spurt began. Jeffery must have been over seven feet tall by now, his hulking brawn probably close to four hundred pounds worth of muscle. The beast had Joel a good distance off the floor, his shoulders so broad and his muscles so huge it was all the tiger could do to hang on for dear life, the demon smothering him with lips so strong Joel powerless to resist.

And then something bumped onto the tiger's back, igniting his senses and sending his mind reeling at the knowledge of what it must be. Jeffery gave his inner muscles a powerful flex, pressing his titanic monster of a cock even tighter against Joel's back. The tiger squirmed in Jeffery's muscular embrace, his body shivering at the size of that thing, his overwhelmed brain refusing to increase the estimate beyond_three_ feet!

The Jeffery-demon moaned, a sound that sent tingles surging through Joel's body. It was almost too much for him to take, and Joel found himself pressing his mouth harder against the hellish Jeffery, his own cock maddeningly hard within his clothes. Jeffery's cock was so huge and so muscled Joel finally realised he had been saddling it the whole time, the stallion's cantaloupe-sized testicles swelling and throbbing against his thighs as Jeffery's enormous prick continued thickening between his legs.

Their lovemaking was growing restless, Jeffery's kissing and sucking getting stronger as stronger as his muscles grew ever huger. It was all Joel could do to hang on as Jeffery began pumping both his cock and the tiger with his hulking arms, the mindless stroking getting stronger as stronger, grinding Joel's cock against Jeffery's muscles again and again until they went spiralling over the edge of control.

Joel couldn't hear himself scream. Whatever noise he was making was drowned out by a thunderous bellow of pure bliss so loud it was almost deafening him. Jeffery fell back, his monstrous cock erupting like a volcano, splattering thick jets of cum onto the walls and ceiling. Buckets of cum came raining down, coating them both in a rich layer of creamy white spunk. Joel was blinded by his own orgasm, his cock spurting out more cum than ever before the tiger slumped, blissfully exhausted against Jeffery's hulking brawn.

The demonic stallion continued for a full minute, his cock gushing mightily before he too slumped onto the bed, his tongue hanging lazily from his open mouth. Joel could hardly find the energy to lift his head from between Jeffery's chest, the muscular mounds rising and falling a great deal with each manly breath, almost begging for him to nuzzle them.

Joel didn't know how long he remained there, dozing in the warmth of Jeffery's massive muscles, but some time passed before the stallion eventually sat up. The way he moved, slowing and without the help of his arms, almost as if he wanted Joel to look. Jeffery's abdominal wall tightened and crunched, flexing suggestively as the stallion rose into a seating position, his expansive brawn looming over the tiny Joel like a muscular tidal wave.

A bestial claw reached for his face, scooping off a dollop of cum with a gentleness that loosened the hinges of Joel's jaws. The tiger watched Jeffery stick the cum-coated finger into his mouth, watched as the stallion sucked and licked on it in a vulgar display that involved everything from his lips to his tongue, before grinning mischievously at him, his lips parting again to reveal those enormous fangs.

"Was that your first kiss?"

Joel jumped, unintentionally and before he could stop himself, his face flushing hotly when he realised how deep Jeffery's voice had gotten. It was just so... manly, so rich and strong despite the demonic undertone that came with it. Every syllable seemed to vibrate within his chest, every letter sending tingles across Joel's furry body. It was all the tiger could do to keep himself on Jeffery's lap, fighting valiantly against the urge to just throw himself back onto the stallion's face.

"J-Jeffery... w-what...?"

"You still don't know what this is about?" Jeffery rumbled, a hopeful smile spreading across his chiselled features, "How about we go through all that again, until you figure it out?"

Joel had to fight back the urge to say yes. As much as he wanted to make out with this delicious, hulking stud of a horse, even the tiger had to admit he didn't know what the hell was going on. People didn't normally hulk out before his very eyes; much less proceed to make mindless love to his face until orgasm. Joel tiled his head to regard the enormous stallion, with his hopeful gaze and adorable grin, and shook his head.

"Aw! Alright fine, cheesy introductions it is."

Jeffery threw his herculean arms around Joel, squeezing him tightly against his muscles and causing cum to squelch everywhere.

"I hope you don't mind, but you're nice to squeeze."

Joel blushed, his face hot against the stallion's hotter chest muscles.

"Anyway, the name isn't Jeffery, its Byron. That isn't my real name of course, but if I told you that your mortal ears would probably start bleeding. My first visit to your realm was one thousand two hundred and sixty-eight years ago by some lunatic wizard who tried putting me into a pie, didn't turn out so well and he was eventually swallowed up by an angry mob. Can we get to the fun stuff now?"

Joel could only stare, eyes wide in disbelief at the story he was hearing. The stress of living in a dorm full of moronic frat boys had probably taken its toll on him, he had probably gone mad and didn't realise it.

"You're not crazy by the way. You're just nice to hold."

It was as though his heart was stuck in his throat. Joel didn't know what to do, let alone what to say. There was an enormous muscle beast sitting on his previous roommate's bed, several hundred pounds of muscle crushing against him in all directions. Well, if he was going to have a crazy dream, might as well make the best of it.

"You're not dreaming either." Byron added, nuzzling against Joel's furry forehead, "But can you please brand me first? It feels weird belonging to nobody."

Joel swallowed. His mind was blazing from the revelation, more and more questions piling onto one another from the sight before him, but the tiger shoved them aside and nodded, one step at a time Joel, one step at a time.

Byron whooped, leaning down to kiss him before rolling the tiger off his lap. The hulking horse flipped himself flat onto the bed, taking a moment to position his huge cock beneath him, such that it suck out between his legs, throbbing softly and pointing toward the wall behind him. Byron jiggled his muscular ass cheeks, even flexing a couple of times for Joel's benefit. The tiger's mouth was watering at the sight of those things, two shredded mounds of pure muscle that were begging for him to bite them.

"H-How do I brand you?" Joel finally asked, still ogling Byron's studly ass cheeks.

"Oh just place you hand wherever you want and focus, once you brand me I'll belong to you for the rest of your life. I also tend to get a little overexcited whenever I get branded, just so you know."

Byron flexed his rippling butt cheeks yet again, and almost automatically Joel found his right hand reaching for that glorious muscle. The demonic stallion let out a soft moan, pressing his face into a pillow as Joel caressed the rippling sides of his buttocks before pressing his palm against the hard muscle. Byron actually squealed, his toes curling in pleasure as a hot, sizzling sensation burst from where Joel's hand made contact with his demonic flesh.

A huge paw came down, pressing against Joel's palm before he could pull it away. The sizzling was getting louder, sparks literally flying from their touch as Joel burnt away the demon's green fur.

"No-ooOHH YES!" Byron cried, "J-Just leave it there, it feels soo GOOD! Mmmhmmm! Fucking hell, give me more! MOREOOOOHH YES!"

The stallion's face went back into the pillow. His muffled moans growing more excited the longer Joel kept his palm against his ass. He could even smell the burning fur from where the demon was being branded. Byron was starting to grind his cock against the bed, his massive body causing the entire bed to squeak with each thrust. Joel could feel the fire burning into the demon's flesh, his hand somehow unharmed, the masochistic stallion clearly enjoying this more than he should. His cries of joy were loud and clear despite the pillow, the fire burning hotter and hotter until a sudden blaze burst from Joel's hand, the tiger pulling it away with a yelp.

"OoohhHHH YES! ARGHH FUCK! FUUUUUCK!!!!"

Joel automatically threw himself back, the fire searing into Byron's flesh as the stallion's cock frigging exploded. The beast threw himself into a kneeling position, howling in ecstasy as his cock sprayed rivers of cum onto the room's door. Byron's muscles began bulging out, swelling with inhuman power and exploding in all directions. The demon's biceps expanded to the size of basketballs. His incredible Y-shaped back muscling up before Joel's very eyes. Grotesque, teardrop shaped quad muscles began bulging ridiculously, competing against each other for space as his legs lengthened to make way for them.

Byron was getting taller, his cock was getting bigger, his heaving balls growing into spherical masses of throbbing flesh. Thick pubic fur was bristling out from them, turning them into hairy masses before spreading up and around Byron's crotch. Joel felt his mouth drying up, his own cock hardening madly as the treasure trail bristled to life from between Byron's freak show abdominals, massing like a dense forest between his chiselled pectorals before spreading across them until every inch of Byron's incredible chest muscles were covered in a layer of delicious black fuzz.

The demons obscene nipples were next, lengthening and thickening until each juicy teat was over an inch long and sticking out from the black forest like juicy, vulgar fruits. Byron continued for a good thirty seconds before finally slumping forward, a quirky look on his face as he revelled in the afterglow of his second orgasm tonight.

"Mmm, I really enjoyed that... Master Joel." Byron smirked, flicking his tongue in Joel's direction before reaching for Jeffery's discarded collar. "I better put this thing on."

Byron pulled the ruined gem and its hook from the collar before wrapping it around his neck and rising from the bed. Good god he was even bigger than he was before, so much muscle just bulging from every crevice on his magnificent body. Joel's brain was fizzling out in sheer awe, even as Byron knelt before him, wrapping those strong arms around his waist and pressing his face into Joel's chest.

"It feels so good belonging to you, Master Joel. Please use your slave to your heart's desire, I'm here to satisfy your every whim, anything that turns you on will arouse me beyond your wildest dreams. I can't wait for you to just tie me up, Master Joel. I can't wait for you to brutalise me like some helpless village-boy, to ravage my ass as I scream for mercy. I just can't wait for you to dominate me with-"

"Hold on, Byron, I couldn't-"

"Call me slut."

"Okay... slut... I couldn't possibly treat you like that, even if you belong to me. You couldn't possibly love being treated like a... slave."

"Oh but I do-"

"You're lying."

Byron didn't reply immediately, his face still against Joel's chest. Then the demon stood, towering over the tiny Joel and breathing a cloud of steam into the tiger's face. Great claws slid under Joel's arms, hefting him off the bed until he was eye to eye with the possessed Jeffery. Byron's gaze narrowed dangerously, the flames raging within his hellish eyes as he regarded his tiny master.

"How could you tell?"

"You just didn't sound sincere, as if you were being forced to say what you said. There's no way you could really love being treated like that, maybe occasionally, but not all the time."

"No mortal could ever tell. How do I know you didn't just guess?"

"You were reading my mind just now... were you not?"

Joel knew he had him there, even as Byron's expression shifted to confirm his suspicions. The demon snarled, puffing another steam cloud into his face before dropping Joel onto the bed, his expression faltering slightly.

"Well it doesn't matter," Byron remarked, indicating the side of his right ass cheek, where an intricate scar bearing an uncanny resemblance to a large apple had been burnt into his flesh, "I'm collared to you now, my opinions don't matter unless you want them to."

"But that doesn't mean I have to abuse you at every turn now does it? It doesn't mean you have to pretend you love being humiliated or degraded just because you have to. Did that make sense?"

"You don't understand," Byron rumbled, picking Joel up by the scruff of his shirt and dangling him before his hellish gaze, "My only purpose is to serve your every_whim, _you are the master and I am the slave, there's no two ways about it."

"Okay sure, but what if I_don't_ want to abuse you just because I can?"

"Well then... umm..."

"Yes...?"

Byron dropped him, the demon's arms trembling at the revelation, his eyes wide as he digested Joel's point. The tiger rolled away from his 'pet', as Byron dropped himself onto the bed, which squeaked in protest against the demon's hulking brawn. And then the monster on upon him, crushing his lips onto Joel's mouth before the tiger knew what was happening, kissing him madly until Joel was finally forced to come up for air.

"I think I'm _really_going to like living with you, Master Joel." Byron growled, coating each syllable with copious amounts of rich chocolate. "Now... I believe you have some issues with the other occupants in this... place. Why don't I sort them out for you, just so you know what these things are capable off?"

Byron had Joel's face between his hairy pecs, the tiger reduced to a fit of squeals and giggles when the stallion flexed, grinding his herculean biceps against the sides of Joel's face as he massaged him with his bulging chest muscles. As much as he loved the thought of setting such a monster loose on all the jocks downstairs, Joel didn't think it was such a great idea.

"I think it's better if you just stayed out of sight for now, but how am I going to explain the disappearance of Jeffery? There's no way I'm going to let them see you, you'll probably cause riots."

"So that was who you're talking about, no offense but your friend is one of the worst I've seen for somebody his age. So much potential and yet he drinks more alcohol than water on a daily basis."

"But what did you do to him?"

"Oh I did not possess his body for my own use by the way, every inch of this is my own and I'm normally a horse too. Jeffery (body and soul) is probably clearing customs right now. Individuals like him will probably get shipped off to the royal court the moment they arrive in Hell. There's always a demand for virgins who struggle, and I think he'll make a particularly good one."

"Wait, you were_kidnapped_? You?"

"Well... kind of. I don't really remember how, one moment I was having sex with a client and suddenly someone yanks me into this realm and traps me inside that gemstone you saw before. Didn't really see his face, but whoever summoned me eventually sold me to your little friend, and now here I am with you snuggling against me."

"And it doesn't bother you at all?"

"Nope, I have you now don't I?"

Joel stared at his hellish companion, with his broad smile and massive muscles and the slight dimples on his cheeks. The party downstairs seemed to have already forgotten about Jeffery, even as Byron wrapped himself around Joel and plopped them both onto Jeffery's cum-soaked pillow, the warmth of his body comforting against the tiger's exhausted muscles.

"I wasn't kidding when I said you were nice to hold by the way." Byron whispered, teasing Joel's ears with the strength of his voice, "And don't you worry about Jeffery, I know he rarely sleeps here because he's usually too busy fucking whores behind strip clubs, so we can settle that problem when it arises."

Joel opened his mouth, ready to voice his concerns when Byron's hot lips came pressing into his, dissolving his worries and getting him so hot under the collar he was sweating profusely, the demon eventually let go, grinning suggestively.

"Well now that we've gotten that out of the way, how about some more sexy time before bed Master Joel? I would give anything to see you naked right about now."

Joel regarded his hulking companion, adoring the way his lips twisted into a sly smirk. It was almost unbelievable, if this really was a dream then he didn't want to wake up. Joel leaned up and kissed Byron's nose, his own face splitting with a huge grin as he pulled the stallion's ear close to his lips.

"Bring it on, stud." Joel whispered, teasing the demon's ears with his lips and tongue.

"Bring it on!"