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Having only recently come of age, it should not have come to any surprise that Rick was finding it difficult holding it out on his own. As tradition dictated, the young werewolf had been allocated a tent along the outskirts of the stronghold, far away from the animal skin huts reserved for the more senior craftsman and warriors of his clan. He was still well within the safety of the enormous log walls that surrounded his people of course, only that Rick was still struggling to get himself used to sleeping alone. It would be some time before he found his place and his calling, and until then this little sleeping space (a parting gift woven by the hands of his former guardian) would have to suffice.

Grunting softly, Rick turned himself over and pulled the quilted blanket over his bare shoulders, trying in vain to find a comfortable position to lie in. The bed he was resting on was essentially a large stone slab, wrapped in a layer of leather with a pile of hay wedged between. It was as basic as it was simplistic, filling up the portion of his tiny tent not littered with belongings or coin. Rick spent a moment staring at the bucket of taproots sitting innocently near the entrance to his home, wondering how much this would fetch at the market when the sun finally rose. He had spent the bulk of the day yanking them out of the ground in a little alcove he had discovered by accident and, while there definitely wasn't enough to buy him a better mattress, perhaps he could get himself a better quilt, this one was a little too thin and a little too ineffective at keeping out the unusually chilly summer nights.

Rick snuggled against his flimsy mattress, having only just curled into a ball when he sensed movement outside. Almost immediately the young werewolf found himself more awake than ever, the furry ears atop his furry head twitching in both fear and excitement. Peaking over the edge of his quilt, Rick could only watch in awe as a monstrous silhouette pulled open the flaps of his tent, its gargantuan, imposing form so massive there was barely any moonlight shining around him. Moving with a stealth and silence that belied his great size, the massive Vaughan eased his way into the tent and sealed the flaps behind him.

Eight feet tall with more than five hundred frigging pounds of shredded, rippling muscle bulging off every inch of his hulking body, it was no wonder the towering Vaughan had to crouch in order to fit inside Rick's tiny tent. The larger werewolf was wearing a wide grin, rows of vicious fang-like teeth gleaming in the soft light as he eased himself against the base of Rick's too small bed. No words needed to be spoken, for despite the dire consequences awaiting them in the event they were caught, Vaughan had done this many times before, having paid Rick a visit on his first day alone and coming back almost every other night since then.

Vaughan was a Beta you see, and Beta wolves served as the enforcers and servants to the Alpha wolf. For an Omega like Rick to share the same bed as a Beta was to be considered treason, more than enough to get them both exiled into the vampire infested woodlands that surrounded the stronghold. Rick could still remember the first night, so vivid was the memory it might as well have happened yesterday. Vaughan was easily the biggest and the strongest of the stronghold's werewolves, famed for being the only werewolf to have slain one of the dreaded Vampire Lords. That he had ripped out the night creature's arm and beat him to death with it only cemented his position as the stronghold's champion and, by extension, earned him a place in Alpha Garroc's personal harem.

And that made his nightly visits to Rick all the more dangerous.

"V-Vaughan... please don't do this..." squeaked the shivering Rick, the younger werewolf losing control of himself as the monstrously muscular Vaughan eased himself onto the simple mattress. Already Rick's hands were moving on their own accord, unable to resist feeling up the frighteningly powerful muscles swelling off Vaughan's incredible body. The Champion's hulking biceps alone must have been forty inches around, a simple flex generating more power than Rick's entire body could produce in a day. Actually forty-inches might have been an underestimate, for Rick already knew Vaughan's body so well it was clear to him that the larger werewolf had been hitting the weights before making his forbidden visit. His fur was still sticky with sweat, his inhumanly pumped muscles threatening to burst out of his skin meant that a more accurate estimate of Vaughan's biceps would leave Rick at a mindboggling forty-five fucking inches of bulging, rippling power!

"And leave you alone in the cold like this? I don't think so." murmured Vaughan in a voice so deep and so saturated with testosterone it was a wonder Rick did not cum right there and then. It did not help that they were both stark naked, Vaughan's hairy pectoral muscles grinding sensually against Rick's chest as the larger werewolf crept onto him, the woven quilt discarded and forgotten to one side. The last of his resistance finally melting away, it was all Rick could do to lose himself into Vaughan's gentle touch, once again overwhelmed by the sheer power emanating from those enormous, overdeveloped muscles.

In some ways, Vaughan appeared to some as an overmuscled, testosterone-laden version of Rick. They were both chocolate brown, with lighter undersides and in possession of eye colours not commonly found amongst werewolves. Rick's eyes were a bright, emerald green whilst Vaughan's were an intense, aquamarine blue. Another noticeably difference was that certain portions of Vaughan's brown fur were completely hidden by delicious, sweaty forests of thick pubic fur that also happened to cover the vast expanse of his hulking chest muscles, spreading down between his incredibly powerful abdominal wall and ending in a dense bush sprouting around the base of his throbbing erection, ten inches long and harder than iron. And then there was that spectacular ass jungle bristling between Vaughan's muscular buttocks, a place only the Alpha should have access to but one that Rick's hands knew all too well.

And that, was one of the reasons Vaughan was even here. The monstrous Beta had not initially been attracted to Rick on an emotional level, he (like so many before him) had been completely enthralled by the incredibly massive manhood growing between Rick's leanly muscled legs. A large, submissive bottom himself, Vaughan had found himself unable to fight off_sixteen_ fucking inches of thick, throbbing love muscle, already the biggest in history despite the fact Rick was not even done growing. Vaughan had kept himself under control for years, carefully bidding his time until Rick finally came of age before making his move, that the Beta was completely, utterly infatuated with Rick was simply an unfortunate (or fortunate, depending on how you looked at it) side effect.

"Fuck..." Vaughan moaned, drool pouring from his trembling lips as his chiselled musculature caressed the monstrous fuck-pole pressed between their bodies, "What wouldn't I give to be yours, Rick. To spend my life with you in my arms and your cock in my ass, for you to tear me apart as you dump load upon load of protein-rich seed down my wanting chute."

Vaughan finished his sentence with yet another sensual moan, his bulging eight-pack crunching powerfully against Rick's cock and forcing a muffled yelp from the younger werewolf. Rick could do little to fight the enormous Vaughan, for the Beta had spoken the truth. He did desire the larger bodybuilder as much as he did Rick, only tradition within the pack had long dictated what they could and could not do. It did not matter if Vaughan's incredible muscles could bash Vampire Lords into submission, for exile meant certain doom the moment night fell within the woodlands, the bat-creatures were as numerous as the stars, the dark magic emanating from their mansions and palaces alone were more than enough to overwhelm even the mighty Vaughan.

"V-Vaughan, I-I think I hear someone walking outside!" Rick uttered in a hush whisper, his ears twitching slightly at the sound of footsteps dangerously close to his tent, "P-Please stop!"

"That's not what your cock is saying, Rick." Vaughan growled in response, pressing his dizzyingly hot penis against Rick's swollen meat, "I can feel it growing harder and harder you know, almost as if you're enjoying the thrill of our meeting as much as I am. Such a naughty little wolf you are."

"I... I don't want the guards to catch us, Vaughan... please!"

"And they won't," Vaughan purred, his voice full of loving as he ran his grizzled features down the length of Rick's body, "I'll always protect you Ricky, never forget that. Now let's get to the real fun shall we?"

Rick was ready to protest by this point, but the moment the younger werewolf opened his lips did Vaughan engulf the entirety of his monstrous erection. Biting his lip in order to suppress an orgasmic wail, Rick felt his entire body arcing as an electrical storm of pure ecstasy exploded from the edges of Vaughan's warm lips, every cell in his body screaming with pleasure as the larger Beta began sucking with control abandon. Vaughan's mouth was incredibly hot, flooded with drool and occupied with a long tongue that whipped and coiled against Rick's sixteen incher as though its only purpose was to tease and pleasure him.

Testicles the size of oranges began throbbing madly, generating incredible levels of protein-rich juices and pumping them up the length of Rick's cock and into Vaughan's mouth. Despite their need for secrecy, Vaughan was unable to keep himself completely silent, sensual moans and groans slipping through his hungry lips as he sucked and kissed and licked Rick closer and closer to orgasm. For what seemed like hours did Rick writhe and coil on his mattress, pushed to the edge of control but never actually crossing the point of no return. Vaughan was practically glistening with sweat, his bulging muscles flexing and tensing as the Beta scooped up the drool and pre-cum that escaped his wanting lips, smearing a mixture of his saliva and Rick's sexual fluids all over himself in a bid to heighten his pleasure.

Determined to make the best of the situation, Rick pushed himself upright and gripped Vaughan's ears for support, his hips jerking as he thrust his swollen prick even deeper down Vaughan's throat. Normally gripping someone's ears during a blowjob would have warranted a fist to the face, as Rick had been taught, only Vaughan had confessed his passionate love for Rick so many times the younger wolf could have kicked him in a face and still have the Beta falling head over heels for him.

"Ooh... Vaug... please let me cum! My balls feel as though they're going to explode!"

Vaughan let out a snicker from below him, his enormous, manly paws pulling themselves away from Rick's thighs in order to massage the swollen, grapefruit sized cum factories throbbing against the base of Rick's crotch. There were so many veins pulsating across the surface that Vaughan's gentle touch was driving him insane, that the Beta's long tongue was forcing its way through Rick's overstretched cum-slit and delving into his urethra was not helping. Then, as suddenly as he had begged for release, it was as though a dam had broken its walls.

Rick bit down on his lower lip, forcing down a deafening wail as a torrent of cum erupted from within his massive testicles, the thick white fluids gushing up the length of his cock and climaxing in a massive explosion within the hotness of Vaughan's wet mouth.

"UUGHHNNNNN!!!!"

Vaughan had grunted in unison, his mouth overflowing within seconds of Rick's first blast, oodles of cum gushing from where his lips had wrapped around his partner's penis and splashing over Rick's crotch and mattress. Despite his vision blurring from getting caught in the throes of a stupendously massive orgasm, Rick could still make out the jets of cum rocketing from Vaughan's cock, splattering against everything until both their orgasms grew too powerful for them to take.

Unleashing a barely contained roar, Vaughan fell back as Rick's orgasm grew even more powerful, great jets of cum began spraying in all directions as the younger werewolf fell against his mattress, overcome by the rapture of each magnificent release. Vaughan pulled himself off the floor just then, his great meaty pectorals slamming against Rick's erupting penis and grinding them between two monumental slabs of thick, rippling muscle. The strain of containing his screams grew even stronger, but somehow Rick managed to keep himself silent, lost in the euphoria of Vaughan's awesomely hairy chest muscles milking his cock for all it was worth.

Just about everyone in the stronghold knew of Vaughan's incredible orgasms, second only to the Alpha wolf himself at an amazing one minute in duration. Alpha Garroc's one and a half minute orgasms had contributed to his victory the last time the position of Alpha was contested. Rick's orgasm however, had lasted an unbelievably long four and a half minutes of muffled moans and soft squeals. When Rick was finally done, the werewolf could barely move as he rested in a puddle of his own sweat and sexual juices. Vaughan was beside him, his big brawny chest pressing hotly against Rick's back, an enormous, clawed hand fondling the flaccidness of his still throbbing manhood. They were both gasping for breath, exhausted from their ordeal, and despite all of Rick's protesting throughout the night, even he could not deny his desire for Vaughan's companionship. He was simply too huge, too muscular, too beautiful for anybody to resist, that he had chosen Rick would quite possibly be the single most glorious event the younger werewolf was ever going to go through in life!

"That's what I like about you Rick," Vaughan murmured, pulling Rick even closer so they could snuggle, "You're always here and always available, back in the harem I'm usually competing with seventy-eight other Beta's for chance in Garroc's bed. Hell, I think it's been more than two summers since I last slept with him, there's just too many of them."

"Can you just leave the harem, Vaughan? Your sneaking into my tent every night is bound to land us in trouble one day."

"I'm afraid not my sweets, Garroc has the ultimate say in everything that happens within the stronghold. Nothing I do is going to work unless he explicitly desires it, I can't say I enjoy how things are right now but he's been successful at defending the stronghold and the surrounding lands against vampire attacks, so he's definitely going to stay in power for now."

"What about challenging him for the position of Alpha? I mean look at you, eight frigging feet tall and half a ton of solid, bulging muscle!"

"It's not that easy Rick, the Alpha needs to be dominant and sexually powerful. My one weakness is that I cannot resist submitting to large, throbbing penises like the one growing between your legs. Not to mention Garroc's incredible ability to hold back his orgasms, and that he has this bad habit of exiling anybody he defeats in sexual combat."

"Is... is there anything you can do? At all?"

"Well... not really, I just hope this won't put you off from seeing me every night."

"It won't Vaughan, I... I just want you to be safe... that's all."

"Oh don't worry you worry about me Rick. I'll always be here to keep you safe, always."

"Always?"

"Always," asserted Vaughan, twirling Rick around so the younger werewolf could bury his face between his hairy pectorals, "Now I suggest you get some sleep Rick, fresh new Omegas like you definitely have loads of things to do tomorrow. I'll be here until you're fast asleep, good night Rick."

"Good night, Vaughan." Rick said, grinning as he finally found the comfort needed for a peaceful, dreamless sleep.

***

Rick had awoken to find himself alone once again, the insides of his tent smelling so strongly of cum it was no wonder a group of Omega's had sequester themselves nearby, violently flogging their swollen cocks so obscenely it was a wonder no guard had yet arrived to punt them off. Then again, when Rick turned for a second glance he realized that they were the guards, all of them having tried getting into his pants at least three times before. Naturally some of the other young Omegas had questioned Rick's constant denying of their proposals, for joining with a more experienced clan mate usually meant an easier start for werewolves fresh out of cubhood. For starters, Rick did not want to join with someone who only wanted him for the enormous manhood that slapped against his thighs whenever he walked. Secondly, deep inside Rick knew he was waiting for that special day where he and Vaughan would finally be allowed to be together.

Oh well, assuming that day would ever come, Rick knew it would serve little to simply do nothing and wait. He had already managed to sell what he now knew to be an entire bucket of extremely rare, extremely valuable taproots. The herbalist who had first spotted him had also decided to assign him another task, to return to wherever he found those taproots and bring back another kind of herb, one that was specifically required for strength potions and the high level aphrodisiacs Rick had heard so much about.

It was still midday by the time Rick stumbled back into the hidden alcove he had found the day before, more than enough time to fill the sack he had been given and trudge all the way back home. The herbalist had been right, an abundance of taproots also meant an abundance of the second herb he had tasked Rick to find - a strangely coloured, mossy looking plant that was orange in some places and red in others. It was almost strange that he hadn't noticed them the day before, and now that he had a whole pile of them to drag back home the strange scents coming from the sack were almost... intoxicating...

Shuddering slightly, Rick paused and eased the sack off his back, propping it open to admire his haul. It was clear to him why the herbalist wanted these herbs for his 'potions', a mere whiff was filling him with an incredible sense of vigour and sexual stamina. There had been another Omega on some sort of mat in the herbalist's tent, barely concealed by a veil and creaming his loincloth so madly there was quite literally a puddle of spunk flowing into the primary shopping space. If a potion created with these herbs could produce such an effect on an ordinary, run-off-the-mill Omega... then what would it do to him?

Rick did not make two more steps before temptation finally got the better of him. Diving into a nearby collection of bushes, Rick peeled off his tunic and the woven shorts he had been wearing. The summer heat had been getting to him for hours, and within seconds the young werewolf had a fistful of herbs crammed into mouth, the taste was strangely creamy and undeniably salty, what felt like waves upon waves of pure, erotic energy gliding down his gullet and cutting through his stomach toward the greatest specimen of manhood the stronghold would ever see.

"Ooh... yes!" Rick cried, falling against his elbows as ridiculous amounts of blood began flooding into his penis, the thickening length twitching and flexing as it engorged itself on the powerful aphrodisiacs Rick had only just ingested. Seven inches of flaccid cock flesh soon became ten, thick veins creeping along the swelling length as Rick grew harder and stronger, glistening droplets of pre-cum oozing from his cock slit and trickling down the length of his mighty shaft.

Mighty testicles, already huger than even Vaughan's balls, began gurgling and gushing below him, growing larger and heavier with more and more sperm. Unable to stop himself, Rick seized his mighty penis with both of his hands and began jerking himself off with all the strength in his arms. Seconds passed, and suddenly Rick found his jaws wrenched open as a mighty bellow was torn from his throat, sending wildlife scattering as the most powerful orgasm of his life exploded from the overstretched meatus of his titanic love muscle. Rick lost count of his spurts within seconds, his hips thrusting over and over and over again as countless ropes of thick, viscous cum splattered all over him.

Orgasm after orgasm quickly followed, with barely seconds between each dizzying release, Rick's testicles were swelling and deflating so rapidly he was literally gaining and losing inches of ball size every few seconds. His body threatening to hyperventilate, Rick fell onto his back, his erupting cock aimed against his chest and giving him a face full of his own spunk before his brain finally gave way, his orgasm having grown too powerful for him to control.

Slumping against the forest floor, Rick let out one last mighty wail before exhaustion finally took over, his cock still cumming on its own accord as Rick slipped over the edge of consciousness.

***

The first thing Rick realized when he woke up was that the sun was all but gone, the night sky filled with stars that flickered innocently in the cloudless sky. Panic set in instantly, for Rick was still far from the stronghold and completely devoid of anything that might serve as a ward against creatures that stalked the woods at night.

He knew of the vampires of course, powerful bat-like creatures with a perchance for draining the life force out of anything that came too close to them. Rick could even see one of their palaces from the stronghold whenever the sky was clear enough, perched on a distant mountain so precariously it was a sure bet that the entire place was held up by magic. Vampires in general did not appear threatening, with their slim builds and overall smaller statues, up until they unleashed the horrifically powerful magic at their disposal.

That the main reason for the incredibly high walls that surrounded the stronghold and that werewolves were forbidden from entering the woodlands at night. Vampires could suck the blood from a werewolf's neck as easily as any other mortal, but the aristocracy that ruled the night creatures had decided that bloodsucking was crude and beneath their sophisticated ways. And so the vampires developed the dreaded life drain spell, rendering them capable of stealing the life force of another from nearly a dozen feet away. Even now, as Rick laid in the crusting puddle of his own cum he risked absolute disaster, for if a vampire became aware of his presence there was no way in hell he would be able to make it back to the stronghold ever again.

Rolling to his feet, Rick threw his sack over his shoulder and crept through the dense vegetation as he had been taught. Vampires favoured the paths and dirt roads so as to avoid dirtying their clothing, so all Rick would have to do was remain-

"Do you smell that?"

Rick froze, his heart pounding against his chest so hard he thought he was going to faint. The faint rasping in that voice was unmistakable, there was a vampire within hearing distance and the fact he had asked a question meant the presence of at least one more. Rick held his breath and dared a peek from the bush he had been hiding behind, confirming his fears as two bat creatures strode into view, their arrogant struts causing their black and red robes to billow behind them.

"Ugh, if you're talking about those filthy werewolves and their mass orgies, I can smell it all right."

"You don't have to pretend you know, we're all alone out here and I know you're enjoying the smells as much as I am."

"Well... I suppose you're right, but we can't let the others know about this, I did not spend the last four hundred and eighty-two years clawing myself into this position just to lose it. My only hope is that the ritual won't backfire on us like that last one, it took me weeks to wash the purple out of my fur and I do not want to go through that again."

"Oh don't worry it's definitely going to be different this time, did you get the memo?"

"I might have, doesn't mean I read it. Enlighten me would you?"

"We're going to create a Hell Beast, the others are already there and-"

"No!"

"Oh yes! The best part about this whole thing is that the count doesn't even know he's going to be dethroned by sunrise, great isn't it?"

"Sunrise? Do we really need that long for the ritual?"

"Not really no, but our little candidate is planning to visit that werewolf stronghold at the other side of the forest, their cum is crucial to the second phase of our plan and the more of it he consumes while the ritualistic enchantments are still fresh the better."

"Oh I get it now, the more cum he consumes after the initial empowering ceremony, the more powerful he gets to be when the whole thing blows over, ingenious."

The vampires continued speaking, their voices trailing off as they vanished into the distance. Rick could feel his limbs turning cold at what he had just heard, that the vampires were about to turn one of their own into some kind of monstrous hell creature that would probably have no trouble tearing into his stronghold and wrecking the place. The young werewolf already knew by the time he returned to the stronghold, the ritual would have been over and the new vampire too late to stop. No, there was only one option, and there would be no turning back after this.

Swallowing the fear that had been gripping at his throat, Rick adjusted the sack of herbs on his shoulder and crept after the vampires.

***

The ritual was taking place at the flattened peak of a small, rocky hill. From Rick's hidden vantage point, the werewolf could make out around seven vampires in total, all of whom were dressed in the same black and red robes he had seen earlier, save one. This one was wearing nothing but some sort of linen wrap around his privates, his lithe body almost gleaming in the moonlight thanks to the strange oils he had applied onto his fur. Rick couldn't tell for sure, but it looked as though he was kneeling within the central portion of a large demonic circle that had been cut into the stone around him.

Rick shifted a little, inching himself a little closer to the large tree that hid him from view. There was no doubt in his mind that a frontal assault would inevitably lead to disaster, the vampires having already demonstrated their immense magical power as they worked toward the coming ritual. Rick let his eyes wander over to their preparation table, where an assortment of elixirs and potions laid waiting for the participants. They were supposed to help them focus on the ritual or something that required huge amounts of concentration.

Thankful that he had not yet developed the incredible amounts of muscular bulk werewolves were known for, Rick seized his chance while the vampires were fussing over one portion of the ritual circle. Slipping from his hiding place, Rick hurried over to where a small cauldron lay bubbling over a magical fire and chucked a fist full of aphrodisiacal herbs into the mixture, sprinting back behind the tree just as a vampire turned toward him.

Good, it seemed as though no one had noticed him. Rick waited for the herbs to dissolve completely into the cauldron, the werewolf holding his breath yet again as one of the vampires drifted over to the table, separating the potion into several bottles and passing them along to the participants.

"Come on now, we don't have all night," called the nearly naked vampire, eagerly taking the potion from one of his compatriots and dumping the contents down his throat. The others followed suit, oblivious to the fact what they were drinking had been contaminated with unhealthy amounts of what Rick hoped was the most powerful herbal aphrodisiac the woodlands were ever going to give them.

Sure enough, mere seconds had passed before Rick noticed the first vampire shifting his robes uneasily, a large tent bulging out of his crotch despite his best attempts to hide it. The others quickly followed suit, even the ritual's candidate snarling under his breath as his own cock thickened and swelled within the confines of his linen wrap, a large stain of pre-cum spreading across the fabric as he barked at his underlings to continue with the ritual.

And continue they did, their vile magic pouring into the ritual circle as they fought the urge to jerk themselves to a feverish orgasm. Rick couldn't make out the words, but he was sure the leader was cursing under his breath at the amount of arousal flooding his system in anticipation of what was to come. It was all Rick could do to grip his muzzle shut, trying valiantly to stifle his sniggers as the vampires began moving more erratically. They were all sporting prominent erections now, even as a large fount of swirling magic began concentrating into the central pool, its glowing colours shifting from pink to blue to orange in seemingly random intervals.

"UUGGHHHAAAAA!!!" came a sudden cry, just as one of the vampires fell over his own feet, great spurts of thick, white cum blasting from between the folds of his robes and splattering everywhere. Seconds passed before another vampire succumbed to the contaminated potion, kicking of a chain reaction that quickly left all the vampires either humping the ground beneath them or simply writhing as their now-exposed cocks exploded like crazy. Even the leader of the whole group could not fight the inevitable, his crotch wrap fluttering through the air as he crumbled into a heap, one hand around his swollen penis and the other toying with his nipples so obscenely it was a wonder they could be as sophisticated as they were mere minutes ago.

Seizing his chance, Rick darted from his hiding place, sack in hand, and began cramming more and more herbs into the wailing mouths of the vampires. Some of them passed out instantly, including the now-naked leader of the group, ridiculous amounts of cum erupting from their rigid erections just as Rick had this afternoon. Chuckling openly now, Rick made his way toward the last vampire, already so delirious from his orgasm it was a wonder he could even speak coherently, and as Rick neared, the vampire opened his drooling mouth.

"Is... I-Is the ritual complete... boss?"

He had mistaken Rick for the leader!

"Oh... um... no not yet," Rick managed, barely managing to avoid flubbing his words as the vampire let out another lewd moan, "What am I supposed to do again?"

"Heh...Hehehe... that's a good one boss," the vampire gargled, trying to swallow his drool and spit it out at the same time, "Just rub yourself till you're hard as a rock... oh fuck I am so fucking solid right now... and... and then just stick it into the pool... the magic will do the rest."

"Wait... what is that exactly going to do to me?"

"Enhance... everything of course!" spluttered Rick's victim, the bat's enormous ears quite literally twirling atop his head as he lapped up the cum that was splattering onto his face, "You're going to grow huge... boss! Bigger than all them werewolves and... and stuff... you know... crazy magic and muscle and all that stuff."

"And I'll have full control over everything?"

"Oh... sure... yep... of course... you're probably going to get drunk on your... own power... but more or less... yep."

"Okay thanks for all that, but just one more question from me. Theoretically, and I mean strictly theoretically, suppose a random werewolf passes by and overhears this conversation... Will he grow huge and powerful if he dibs his cock into that pool?"

"Of course he... OOooohh YES... ahh... yes... he would... but werewolves don't their stronghold at night... eh boss? Just... make sure you move fast once you're done... the magic won't let you add werewolf muscle to your own for... too long."

That was all Rick needed to hear. Grinning mischievously, the young werewolf grabbed a fistful of herbs and stuffed them down the vampire's mouth and turned away as his orgasm grew so powerful he passed out instantly. So the vampires really were planning to attack his village, well that was not going to happen, not as long as Rick could do anything about it.

Stepping over the grinning-but-mercifully-unconscious vampire leader, Rick approached the glowing pool and stripped the ragged clothes off his body. It really did look like a liquid, a thick magical liquid that would grant him more power than he could even begin to comprehend right now. And what's more, for some time after the first infusion he would be free to absorb the power of other beings, as the vampire ritualist had earlier mentioned. Rick knew he would not be absorbing the muscle mass of his fellow werewolves, but there was no sense simply letting the short lived ability go unused...

Having made up his mind, Rick began stroking his massive tool, grinning goofily as his cock swelled into a magnificent sixteen inch ass ripper, pulsating with a myriad of thick, juicy-looking veins and already drooling pre-cum into the cool summer air. The swollen mushroom head of his cock was throbbing particularly hard tonight, almost as if it was as excited as he was as Rick pushed his cock into the pool. The liquid was intoxicatingly warm, almost sensually slow as his cock was immersed past the halfway length.

Then... what felt like an explosion of warm energy rocketed up the length of his humongous penis, drawing a surprised yell from his lips as raw power began surging up his urethra like a supermassive reverse orgasm, on steroids!

"YAAARGHH!!!" Rick bellowed, his entire body flexing powerfully as his balls began inflating to greatly exaggerated proportions. Testicles formerly the size of oranges swelled to the size of grapefruits, their immense weight quickly relieved as the base of his cum factories finally touched the cool, stony earth. But his testicular growth did not stop there, Rick nearly falling over as more and more muscle juice was sucked into his hungry penis, causing his throbbing, veiny balls to erupt with barely contained size and power. Grapefruits turned into large cantaloupes, cantaloupes swelling to the size of watermelons, each incredible orb refusing to cease in their growth until each was the size of a small boulder.

The pool finally emptied, Rick pushed himself back. The huge mass throbbing off the base of his crotch so erotically pleasing it was all the young werewolf could do to jerk himself off right there and then. Electricity jolted through his body in waves, concentrating greatly around his penis as he pumped his fists up and down, harder and stronger until the all too familiar flood of arousal struck him dead on.

"OOHHH YEEEAAHH!!!!!!"

Rick was screaming in ecstasy by now, his mouth wide open as he aimed his cock toward his face, ready for the messiest orgasmic release of his life. The blast was incomparable to _anything_the werewolf had experienced before, like a nuclear bomb going off in his testicles and riding through his urethra to freedom. Rick opened his mouth even wider, more than eager to taste the saltiness of his own juices when the suddenly monstrous mushroom head of his cock punched him in the face so hard he saw stars.

Recovering quickly, it was all Rick could to do be overwhelmed with what he felt and saw. A penis that was nearly twice the thickness of his arm, capped with a grotesquely massive cockhead nearly twice as thick as the ultra-thick shaft! Rick knew he was going to overuse the word 'thick' awfully soon but when enormous cords of rippling muscle began twisting themselves around the base of his manhood did the young werewolf lose it completely.

His orgasmic wails filling the night sky, Rick clenched at the incredible length of what was now four feet of swollen cock flesh, giggling madly as solid coils of muscle snaked around his manly shaft, causing the entire length to bulk up with shredded,rippling muscle. Rick quickly realized he could flex the entire organ like an arm or a leg, the muscular flesh so developed he could even bend it in specific directions without the use of his hands. Now twice the thickness of his leg and a hundred times more muscled than the entirety of his body, it seemed only right that Rick serviced his newfound power - a hyper monstrous cock so fucking massive the werewolf had no trouble stuffing his entire muzzle down the gaping, drooling cum-slit.

"Ooh fuuuuck!" Rick managed, his long tongue snaking out from between his lips in order to better worship himself. The inside of his urethra was flooded with pre-cum so thick and so rich it was driving him nuts wondering what his real cum would taste like. Lapping up as much as he could swallow, it wasn't long before Rick noticed the other changes taking place throughout his body, like a strange pressure concentrating within every cell in his body, ready to explode at a moment's notice in order to kick-start his metamorphosis into something far greater than any werewolf and vampire could ever envision.

And then Rick realized, that he_was_ that power!

Releasing the death grip he had had on his cock, Rick pulled himself away from his drooling penis, throwing himself to his feet and unleashing a bellowing roar so powerful trees for miles around were blown sideways. It was as though a thousand muscle bombs were going off under his skin, causing his body to erupt and explode with so much muscle Rick thought he was going insane. Once faint pectoral muscles blew outwards, each fucking boulder swelling with so much mass they pushed his nipples downward, nipples that were already two inches long and thickening so wonderfully Rick almost thought he felt cum spluttering from his juicy teats.

Rick's arms, arms that were once lean and strong soon morphed into herculean muscle monsters, boulder-sized biceps exploding into being in an out all race to outgrow his tremendous triceps. Garden hose sized veins were throbbing across the shredded, fatless surface, each one flooding his muscles with so much testosterone every flex of his godlike arms felt as though an orgasm was being triggered.

Thick black pubic fur was sprouting all over his body by now, the forest on his chest stretching through his stomach as his waist thickened with muscle, what little fat he already had melting away as a freak show abdominal wall burst into being. Eight apple sized muscles swelling and growing and bulging so monstrously Rick could not keep his hands away from their hairy masses.

Next to grow were Rick's legs, his once lean quads growing slowly as first, splitting into their respective muscle groups before outright exploding with barely contained mass and power. Rick soon found himself owning a pair of titanic titans so unbelievably muscled he knew he was going to walk with a perpetual strut, just like Vaughan and all the other bodybuilders back in the stronghold. His huge, diamond-shaped calves were so overdeveloped a simply flex was all it took to reveal every fucking fibre that comprised his wondrous limbs.

Over and over his body continued to grow, mountains and boulders and freaky slabs of sheer muscle erupting and bulging and exploding from places Rick didn't even know he had. Pubic fur covering his chest, abs and crotch, dense bushes sprouting from his armpits and a veritable ass jungle fluffing up between his shredded, over-muscled buttocks! It was fucking spectacular, more amazing than anything Rick had ever experienced in his life, the mere act of standing was sending so many waves of pleasure throughout his body it was causing his cock to hulk out even_more_!

"YES!" Rick roared, his voice having dropped several octaves in the short time since his growth began, "YES!! GIVE ME MORE! MORE!"

And more did he get. Rick could hear the bones in his body popping and snapping as his body rearranged itself, allowing him to grow taller and taller as his skeleton was reinforced, his muscles beefing up all around him until he fucking epitomized the definition of power. Ten fucking feet tall and sporting a monstrous six feet long cock, Rick knew he was a fucking monster.

He also knew that he was_far_ from being done.

Like a torrent of lava surging through his system, Rick let himself embrace the onslaught of dark magic that was supposed to go to the unconscious figure at his feet. Almost immediately Rick could feel the magic blending with him, complimenting his natural abilities and enhancing them beyond anything any werewolf possessed. Vicious fangs characteristic of vampires sprouted from his upper lip, fusing with his canines and causing them to grow long and monstrous. Massive, wicked claws that would put even Vaughan to shame tipped each of his fingers and toes, dark energy crackling across the supremely muscular body as his eyes turned from a bright emerald green to a blazing, gleaming orange. The hair on his head turned scarlet, falling down his neck like a wild, unkempt Mohawk just as the brown fur of his body turned black as the night that surrounded him.

His transformation into a hybrid finally complete, Rick turned his attention to the heavens, howling at the top of his lungs so all would know his might... and keeping one eye open when he realized he could now see the universe so clearly the other galaxies appeared brighter and more visible than ever!

An entire minute passed before Rick finally returned to the real world, the overwhelming power surging within his heaving testicles a clear indication of what the vampire ritualist had mentioned before. He was now free to absorb the power of whoever he wished, to add them to his own such that he would grow even more powerful. The vampires had intended to feast upon his people, to add their incredible muscle to the Hell Beast they had intended to create.

Rick chuckled a deep, thunderous chuckle, the werewolf summoning into his claws the dark energy vampires were so known for, acknowledging the kinkier side of his mind as he formed a black leather harness that would fit a monster such as he. The entire garment would barely cover even the tiniest fraction of him, instead squeezing the base of his already awesome chest muscles so tightly his pectorals would bulge out even more. Directing his will through the dark magic which comprised his harness, Rick commanded it to stretch and reshape, causing immense bat-wings to sprout from the back, large and powerful enough to carry him at speeds even the mighty vampire lords (the only vampires with wings) could not match.

Leaping into the air and leaving a shockwave in his wake, Rick launched himself toward the nearest palace, hell bent on ending the vampire threat to his people once and for all!

Oh and not to mention growing even bigger than he was now, size was always good, and Rick intended to get as much of it as he could before the aftereffects finally dissipated.

***

"P-P-Please Vaughan... p-please d-don't do this!"

Vaughan glared at the whimpering Omega in his paws, his fist trembling so hard it was almost in sync with the smaller werewolf's shivering. Twenty-seven search parties had come back empty handed, the leaders of each team returning to him paler and paler than the last in order to give him the news. That this unfortunate Omega simply happened to be the last one was doing nothing for the unbridled fury boiling within Vaughan's chest.

Snarling viciously, Vaughan all but tossed the terrified Omega from his tent, sending the muscular wolf bowling into the rest of his search team, those who recovered first managing to drag them as far away from Vaughan's personal tent as fast as they could lest they dared his wrath.

His beloved Rick had left earlier that day on an errand and never returned, and the thought of the young werewolf wandering aimlessly through the vampire infested woodlands had resulted in Vaughan growing angrier and angrier with each passing second. Even Alpha Garroc had noticed the change in his demure; though thankfully he was too busy fucking another one of his Beta's to pay Vaughan too much attention.

The mega-muscled, immensely powerful Vaughan reached to his side and dragged to him a small wooden desk, flipping it with all the fury surging through his veins. There was a loud crash and a squeal as the desk landed on something (or someone) outside, only Vaughan was still too furious and too enraged to care. Pumping iron was doing nothing to vent his frustration, as was usually the case, and the sweating, growling Vaughan had given up the moment he bent his forth barbell out of shape.

In fact, Vaughan was almost ready to beat Garroc into submission, anything to force the Alpha Wolf to allow a harem-Beta to leave this damn stronghold in order to search for Rick himself. If anything, bashing that arrogant little wolf into unconsciousness would hopefully help him relax a little, and then he could personally hunt down the vampire or vampires who may or may not have caught his precious Rick and tear them all into itty bitty pieces.

"VAMPIRE!"

Vaughan felt his ears perking up at once. An attack on the stronghold? Really? Did the vampires actually manage to put aside their petty politics in order to form up a proper raid against them? Vaughan refused to hesitate, the stronghold's champion shucking on his combat gauntlets and seized the nearest weapon within reach. There was no time for heavy armour if an attack was imminent, and Vaughan had trained himself to fight even if all he had on him was a loincloth and some gauntlets, as was the case right now.

Dashing out of his tent wielding a hammer no other werewolf was strong enough to lift, Vaughan joined the swarm of guards racing toward the scene of the alarm, most them still groggy from being turned out in the middle of the night. Vaughan in particular was looking forward to smacking a few vampires into oblivion, perhaps if he was lucky he would snag the one who caught Rick.

"WHERE ARE THEY?!" Vaughan bellowed, his voice thundering over the commotion, "WHERE ARE THE VAMPIRES?!"

"There's just one!" cried one of the guards, "Over there!"

Vaughan turned to where the Omega was pointing, his eyes growing wide when the enormous shadow hurled into view. This one was enormous, huger than anything he had ever seen before, nearly twice as tall as he was and easily three times as wide. Great wings that blotted out the moonlight indicated his immense power, for only the dreaded vampire lords possessed wings, and if one of them was here...

Vaughan blinked several times, shaking his head before affixing his gaze upon the intruder.

"No..." murmured a nearby guard, "No... It can't be!"

But it was.

"STAND DOWN!" Vaughan roared, causing several of the jittery guards to cower in fright, "NOW!"

And obey the guards did, scattering at Vaughan's signal and retreating to a safe distance. The muscular Beta wolf planted his hammer onto the ground, struggling with disbelief as the hulking night beast landed before him, great wings formed from pure shadow sending clouds of dust in every direction. The monster was wearing a huge, wide grin, displaying his prominent fangs for all to see. Only that (minus the false wings) were all vampiric traits this creature possessed, this... hybrid had started his life as a werewolf, with his wolfish visage and enormous, furry muscles.

It was then did the resemblance become clear to Vaughan. This beast might have possessed fur of a different colour, eyes that glowed with a different light, chest hair in such lush volumes as to put him to shame... but that face... that expression... the mischievous glint in his eyes that Vaughan had fallen for since this beast was but a pup...

"Rick..." Vaughan whispered, his hands trembling with so many emotions it was impossible to count them all, "It's you... it's really you!"

The monstrous Rick simply grinned at him, a grin he knew far too well. Vaughan forced his body to move, his neck straining from having to look up at Rick's unfathomably handsome face. The younger-but-huger werewolf had divested himself of the harness he had been wearing, his wings dissolving into thin air as he threw the harness aside. And then the hybrid lunged, with a speed and power so blinding Vaughan did not see him move until his face was buried between a pair of herculean pectoral muscles so fucking hairy and so impossibly muscular his brain began short circuiting. An orgasm, the greatest he had ever experienced, erupted from his rock hard cock and drenched Rick's hairy abdominals, splattering each cinderblock sized muscle with his slick love juices even as the larger werewolf began massaging his face with his awesome chest muscles.

Vaughan was going nuts, the Beta wolf worshipping every inch of Rick's hairy body that was within reach, the sensations surging through his penis more powerful than the first time he had discovered an orgasm. Here was the love of his life, fifteen fucking feet tall and bulging with so much muscle there was no doubt in Vaughan's head that there was more muscular power in one of Rick's nipples than there was in his entire frigging body!

And speaking of nipples...

***

Vaughan's tent was as massive as the rumours said. Despite his monstrous new size and ridiculous magical power, even the mighty Rick could not stop himself from being amazed. That he could stand at his full height and not have his ears grace the roof of the tent spoke wonders about its dimensions. The owner of said tent was still grinding himself against his pillar-like waist, his overworked cock still rigid and spewing out more cum than Rick had expected, and with every flex and crunch of his powerful abdominal muscles Rick found himself milking out more and more of Vaughan's seemingly endless supply of cum.

And Vaughan's bed, my goodness it was absolutely massive, almost as though the Beta had bought this with the intention of bedding the fifteen foot tall, three ton muscle monster he had become after draining the power from all the vampires at the nearest lair. Rick was almost ecstatic, especially when the bed supported his weight when he tried to sit down. Seconds passed, and suddenly he was on his back, Vaughan launching himself toward his face so they could make sweet passionate love together.

The now-smaller Beta was a fucking beast, even as Rick eased his lips apart did the smaller werewolf jump at the opportunity, his long tongue delving into Rick's mouth as they kissed and sucked at each other. Eight feet of monstrous cock flesh loomed over them both, so massively thick and so great in length that every droplet of cum that oozed from the mighty meatus had to be measured in buckets. The entire fucking shaft was glistening with Rick's spunk, a massive pool forming around his crotch and spilling all over the bed and floor, soaking the entirety of Vaughan's lower body as they made sweet, sweet love to each other.

Eager to get to the real fun, Rick sat up, causing his cock to throb so powerfully in anticipation so as to be audible. Vaughan was definitely enjoying himself, ten inches of solid love muscle throbbing excitedly between his muscular legs, drawing a smile along Rick's bestial features as the Beta wolf released him.

"I thought the vampires had taken you," Vaughan managed between euphoric gasps, his eyes dilated from all the muscular loving Rick had given him on the way here, "I just never knew how sexy fangs on a werewolf could be, what I wouldn't give to have been there when you started hulking out into the fucking sex beast that you are now!"

"Actually Vaughan... maybe I could come to a compromise on that."

"Ooh... Rick your voice is so... manly!"

"I'm going to take that as a yes Vaughan," Rick rumbled, his grin stretching even winder as he plopped Vaughan onto his back and crept on top of him, "Now get ready for the ride of your life Vaughan, I think it's time for me to make you mine."

Vaughan's eyes went wide for a moment, before an equally large grin spread across his devastatingly handsome features. Rick could feel himself growing hotter and hornier at the thought of spreading his new powers, he could cause Vaughan to hulk out just as he had at a whim, the Beta's muscles bulging all over his body as his cock grew and grew and grew! The idea was almost as intoxicating as the smell of Vaughan's cum on his abs.

"Are you going to make me massive, Rick?" Vaughan asked with a grin, "Am I going to be able to feel my muscles growing and swelling as I hulk out of my wits?"

"Oh definitely," Rick purred, nuzzling Vaughan as affectionately as he could with his fangs, "No weakness to sunlight and all that nonsense too, why I think I'll make you even more muscular than I am now, I can't tell you how much it would mean to me if you could carry me around and kiss me whenever I wanted."

"That... that sounds fucking hot Rick!" Vaughan announced, "I don't care if you make me even better than yourself, I'll gladly be your hulking, mega-muscled super slave for as long as we have each other! Do it Rick! Give it to me!"

"With pleasure Vaughan, ready or not-"

"STOP RIGHT THERE NIGHTSPAWN!"

Rick growled under his breath, turning just in time to see Alpha Garroc and his elite guard bursting into Vaughan's tent, the latter group grinding to a halt so quickly upon seeing Rick that some of them actually fell over. Even Alpha Garroc looked as though he had underestimated this new threat to his rule, for the Alpha wolf immediately turned a paler shade under his fur, his eyes widening to the size of dinner plates as he took an unwitting step back. The facial expression on the stronghold's ruler was so swift that even the crown upon his head (being the only werewolf with the right to wear one) shifted slightly and dibbed to the side.

"Oh... holy shit..."

"That's right Garroc," Rick snarled, his orange eyes flashing dangerously as he rose to his gargantuan height, towering over the tiny werewolves as though they were toys, "Come and stop me!"

Nobody moved, nobody save a few of the guards who fell to their knees as their orgasms erupted within their armour, their muffled wails cutting through the silence despite the angry looks Garroc threw in their direction.

"Well," Rick thundered, his voice flooring several more guards as their orgasms were triggered, "I seem to remember one of my first lessons here in the stronghold, that the position of Alpha could be challenged by anyone capable of defeating the current Alpha in sexual combat..."

"No... The position of Alpha is not open to a vampire like you! Never it... never will!"

"Are you so sure about that Garroc?" Rick asked with a grin, just as the sunlight began streaming into Vaughan's tent. The hybrid werewolf merely puffed out his herculean chest muscles, flexing them erotically as the morning light bounced harmlessly against his mighty pectorals. It was Vaughan's turn to let out a moan, the dazed Beta wolf openly jerking his massive cock as the incredible display of muscle Rick had just demonstrated.

"That's right Garroc," Rick boomed, picking Vaughan off the bed and hugging him affectionately, "Keeping Vaughan as your Beta was unfair of you, considering the number of men you already have pleasuring you on a regular basis. How about a little exchange, you let Vaughan have me... and I let you keep your pride and your leadership."

"What's mine is none of your business monster!" Garroc spat, the fear on his face apparent to all who could see him, "I... I will have you both banished for this!"

"None if I have anything to do about it," Rick announced, pushing past the hapless guards to address the enormous crowd that had gathered outside, the vast majority of them screaming in orgasmic bliss as the bore witness to Rick's magnificence, a perfect marriage of both werewolf and vampire traits, along with the fact most of them now knew it was he who had wrecked the vampire's palace and toppled the entire structure into the ocean, thereby ending the nearest threat to their stronghold.

"Alpha Garroc," Rick began, a confident smile gracing his lips, "I challenge you..."

"...for the_crown_!"