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Welcome to the first scenario in The Simulator event entitled 'Grant's Rampage'.

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17 votes have been cast towards Grant showing off on the beach.

17 votes were cast towards Grant performing the ultimate cannonball.

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The temptation to show off his amazing, newly improved muscle structure is far too good to simply pass up. Grant had his fair share of ogling muscle men on the beach and he'd seen the awed, jaw-dropping muscles of theirs that seemed to act like a magnet for attention. For once in his life, Grant had the ability not only to become a magnet but a gargantuan black hole. Just the thought of all those eyes on him, roving his cut muscles that could rival entire buildings was enough to get him hard again. Normally, nudity on the beach was frowned upon but he doubted anyone would be able to call him on it especially as he led with his massive member towards the sands.

He strutted over to the beach, each step a cocky swagger that added more and more confidence to fill his titanic form. As he drew closer, his heavy footsteps shook the earth. The loud music still somehow drowned his approach. Or perhaps it was also their inebriation. Only when he was really see just one step away from them did the first person catch sight of him and drop his drink in horror. Like watching fire spread through oil, you watch heads turn towards you. Their awed stares causes his cock to spasm in joy like it was a divining rod for attention. The mix of fear and surprise on their faces fuelled his balls to churn more and more cum through his thick, vascular member, eager to put on a show. It was all he could do not to blow his load there and then.

Grant found a nice, big empty plot of sand that was relatively unoccupied. Only when he took the step over the threshold from the city streets onto the beach, did people start to scream and scatter. They all desperately peeled away from where he was aiming his foot. Now this is power. Yes they were fleeing from him but their attention was still solely on him. The rush inspired Grant to let out a tremendous roar and flex his biceps at them, muscles bunching and veins popping all the way up his forearms and across his pecs.

"Yeah!" he roared loudly. "I'm Grant! I'm fucking huge!"

To drive his point home, he knelt on one knee and stretched out one arm in front of him while the other was curled in the opposite direction, showing off the mountains of his biceps, the hard ridges of his triceps, the rivers of veins through his forearms and the hard, defined muscles all the way across his back. His legs got equal attention, calves the size of entire buildings bulged while thighs that could've crushed whole city blocks bulged with strength. His balls jostled between his legs, his cock a third arm that flexed gloriously for all to see.

Too late did he realise that his front, moreover his horns, were being obscured by the darkness. With the lights of the city on his back, no one could get to see his glorious chest and the monster of a cock that would make anyone jealous hanging between his legs. To remedy this, he turned around and quickly thought up of another pose that would show off his amazing muscle structure. He bent one knee while stretching the other all the way out into the ocean, showing off his reach and the contours of his legs. At the same time, it highlighted his enormous balls and the cock that slapped against his rigid eight pack abdominals. The light from the city perfectly outlined his ripped chest even more so when he executed a perfect double bicep flex. He grinned at his audience.

He was a little surprised that no one was screaming anymore. In fact, they had had stopped fleeing entirely and were actually starting to approach him, their eyes wide in awe. One guy in particular had a pronounced tent in his beach shorts. A sense of empowerment filled him. Not only was he drawing all their attention to him but he was making them hard. He was turning them on.

He executed another pose, straightening and purposefully showing off his back to the guy. Grant made a point to gaze over his shoulder and eye his admirer in particular. Just a sly, seductive wink is all it takes.

The man's eyes rolled into the back of his head, his jaw hanging open as his body is wracked with pleasure and shook with spasms. His cock exploded out of his shorts, big, black and similar to Grant's in shape and colouration though significantly much smaller. The man stands on the tips of his toes, his arms outstretched to his sides like he was being uplifted into Heaven. The change stares off in his arms. His forearms surge with new strength, bulging with muscles that make him look a little like Popeye for a brief moment. When the muscles start bulging in his upper arms and tearing his shirt apart as his chest balloons out, he becomes more like Bluto. His entire body erupts with newfound muscle and within seconds, a new rhino is born. To greet the world, he lets out a tremendous roar and does a double bicep flex similar to your own, his cock erupting with seed and squeezing the last bits of humanity from his system.

Grant grinned at his newest convert's transformation. Dozens of others around the crowd, especially those closest to you take up similar positions as their bodies start growing, their eyes still on you and drinking your godly body. It's almost like they are overcome with jealousy their desire to emulate you breaks logic and physics, changing them miraculously into the rhinos. When one man flexes his bicep as it grows into the big arm befitting a rhino, the fear in his eyes fades and he immediately succumbs to the rush of power that comes with having an Adonis body.

The panic set in again but that's just the signal that the newly made army needed. When people start fearing, they start hunting. Grant did his part to inspire them. He continued to flex for them, showing off your gargantuan muscles. Those foolish enough to look back while fleeing caught sight of his amazing body and fall, their own bodies growing jealous of his physique and growing to match it even if it was constrained to about eight feet tall.

Others had their eyes drawn to those a little closer to their own size and men of all shapes and sizes fall to the feet of Grant's muscular brood, worshiping their muscles. Even bodybuilders who would've scoffed at Grant's former physique grasped the iron hard muscles of the rhinos, running their tongues over mountainous biceps and seizing hard calves and thighs. They too would soon grow into rhinos that would continue to spread the taint the moment they accepted that being a rhino was the only way to ever get that big.

Watching his brood rapidly transform hundreds of more civilians excites him all the more. Some of the rhinos throw themselves into the water and swim towards the outlying boats. From the shouts on the vessels, he could tell that others there had succumbed to the jealousy and worship of your fine form. He couldn't help but think that that was a party boat.

The worship sessions around him starts quickly devolving into something more sensual as hundreds of horny, hung, muscle rhinos start folding into each other's arms and finding arousal in the touch of one another's rippling muscles. Grant decided that there was still one muscle that he needed to flex and he watched as a venerable orgy of muscles, dicks and cum start all around him, one gargantuan hand on his cock.

He stood to his full height, shamelessly jacking off in the middle of the beach - something he would have never considered in his former life. He lifted his other arm and flexed, aweing himself at its sheer size and sexy shape. He planted a kiss on his bicep, tasting the sweat and muscle. The cries, grunts and roars of triumph all those who fell victim to him urged him closer and closer to orgasm. His own grunts join with the chorus of transformed partygoers along the beach. The occasional scream of terror breaks the mood but soon those turn into lustful moans as the sources join your side.

With one last flex, Grant unleashed his load all over the beach. His cum shots from one end of the strip to the other. A large glob caught a group of fleeing guys and they disappear beneath the ocean of goo. Then, a second later, they erupt from it, roaring and bearing horns, muscles and leathery hides just like the others. That prompts Grant's second but the macro rhino had some tactical sense to turn his volley out into the ocean. A fleeing party boat is struck dead on by the storm of cum and within seconds, it is capsizing as dozens of horny rhino men rock it wildly with their own orgy. A third, fourth and finally a fifth orgasm, exploded from Grant who spun on his heels, turning the entire beach from a sandy strip to pure, gooey white.

Despite the explosive orgasm, Grant was still feeling incredibly energetic. Now having a taste of his transformative capabilities and realising how watching other men loose themselves to his will was so arousing, he couldn't wait to turn more people.

He turned away and headed back to his ruined apartment in search for more victims.

Somewhere off in the distance, he could hear the blare of siren.

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ACHIEVEMENT

You have earned the achievement Muscle Beach

-You showed off your spectacular muscles at the beach and everyone there wanted to be just like you-

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Grant's apartment was just one of the few buildings in a vast area of residential buildings. In the Residential District, families made their homes, couples got together for the night and bachelors slumped down in front of their couches and masturbated. Apartment buildings dot the landscape, looking pretty much the same as the next. Though the rhinos of his apartment had already spread the gift through to others, it is far too slow for his liking.

After his previous experiences, Grant knew he wanted to turn more and more people into horny rhinos like himself. With the Residential District being one of the most densely packed locales in the entire city, infecting this place would skyrocket his progress. He'd have a horde of rhino spawn at his command and they could in turn spread into the rest of the city.

Nothing would be able to stop them.

From his vantage point, he could see his rhinos were far too thinly spread. They really didn't have any leader and were just going from house to house looking for the next cock, mouth or ass to fill with their transformative seed. It didn't matter if that house was two blocks away and there were plenty of homes in between, the moment they saw someone to fuck, they charged at it with horns down - at least the horns on their head were down - and chased it until they got that ass.

That left plenty of people with avenues to escape. Yes, the rhinos infected and changed rather rapidly but their net had a lot of holes and too many people were slipping through the gaps.

Grant rubbed his cock thoughtfully. Changing more people himself would help tighten the grip of his rhinos but then again, barring the escape of the citizenry practically guaranteed a full infection rate.

He eventually decided that one apartment building just wasn't enough. He need a whole block of horny rhino men to bring the Residential District under his control. Even if a few people escaped this district, they would not be able to escape the city. With a grin he approached one of the apartment buildings that the rhinos seem to be having some difficulty invading. It looked like the citizens had set up barricades in all the right places, preventing his men from charging through even with their bulk. Well, no barricade, not even a wall, can stand up against his sixty-foot, hard as steel cock.

Just thinking of all the people he was going to convert got him incredibly hard. While his cock was building to maximum stiffness, think drops of precum fell from the tip and soaked the ground. A devious thought crossed his mind and he began rubbing his erect cock all over the face of the apartment building. The trapped citizens inside all shied away from the windows. Whether or not they realised what was coming next wouldn't matter within a few short minutes.

With a grunt, he thrust his erect member right through the apartment, its natural curve shooting upwards through several floors. The feeling of the tight bricks around his cock was like bliss but a little cold and unfeeling. He licked his lips at the thought of finding someone his size that he could fuck and comparing that sensation to shoving his dick up that someone's ass. His dirty mind wandered to Corporal David Brinks and what he'd look like as a rhino. Hell, what he'd _feel_like against him.

That thought in mind, Grant shamelessly bucked his hips, enjoying the sensation of the different floors rubbing against his cock, effectively a ribbed condom. It doesn't take long for him to erupt, the geyser of cum shooting out of the top of the building and splashing onto his chest. He realised his mistake too late as most of the cum hit him instead of the inhabitants. No matter, some of it still got into the building and as he pulled out, he can see dozens of people starting to change. Add to that his rhinos now have an entrance, and the building is doomed.

Grant felt strangely clear minded as he moved to the next apartment building a few blocks away. Taking it from the front really wasn't wise. So instead, he navigated his way to a city crossing and moved his body to the flank of an apartment. The people inside back away from the windows as he angled his cock at their walls. The thick member thrust its way right through the apartment and even punctured the walls of the adjacent one. With a grin, he pounded the building like a real ass, being careful not to collapse its walls. He imagined the cries of the people inside were David's manly grunts as he took Grant's cock deep inside of him, begging for more.

When he came, he filled the adjacent apartment building to the brim with his seed.

As he pulled away, the newly made rhinos of the adjacent building leap through the hole he had made in the first, storming through its inhabitants, converting, changing and fucking like no tomorrow.

With a satisfied smirk, Grant stepped away from his work. The flood of muscular rhino men from the apartment buildings swells his chest with pride. The Residential District wouldn't have a single human left in it for very much longer.

But for now, it was time to search for more fun.

The sound of sirens intensifies and he could vaguely make out the flashes of lights and the sounds of gunfire off in the distance.

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ACHIEVEMENT

You have earned the achievement My place or yours?

-Congratulations, you made it into another guy's apartment. At least your cock did-

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With the city being overtaken by his rhinos, Grant decided that it was time for a little bit of peace and quiet to recuperate. It had been a long day when he had first changed and he was starting to feel the exhaustion of being up all night cumming everywhere. He couldn't think of anywhere more peaceful - and boring - than the farmlands.

Peeling away from the noise of the city, Grant hurried off in a light jog far and into the privately owned farmlands on the outskirts of town. During the summer of his youth, his father would always take him on long drives across the farmlands despite the fact that they already lived on a godforsaken farm. Perhaps it was an attempt to get him to appreciate farm life and kill his wanderlust but Grant just hated being cooped up inside a car with nothing to do but stare at what seemed like the same rolling planes and farms over and over again.

Now, standing well above the lands, even in the dark, there was a serene beauty about it. The farms were almost a little like a gargantuan chessboard. It was beautiful in a way, like every farm was part of something bigger and now, he could see the bigger picture. Finally, he was on the top of the world and he loved it.

His father still maintained his farm about an hour's drive away from the city but as a macro rhino, it only takes about ten minutes to bound over there. Naturally, everyone is fast asleep and memories of his father's heavy snores keeping him up all night only for his old man to wake him at ungodly hours in the morning plague him. He doubted that even if he were to stomp his feet loudly, he would wake his dad.

As he approached the farm, he noticed that the crops had already come in. His stomach rumbled for attention and he realised that he hadn't eaten anything since... well... For most of the day really. With all the excitement, he had forgotten about proper nutrition and he was starting to feel it wear down on him. Those crops looked delicious though. But he knew all the hard work his dad and the farmers put into growing those crops. To eat them now without asking... it wouldn't be right.

At the same time, despite the peace and serenity reminding him of his basic bodily needs, his carnal needs were starting to rise up again. His eyes fell on the accursed grain silo. It has always been the bane of his existence as a kid. Every harvest season his father would set a mark on the wall of the silo. Until it the silo was filled with grain up to that mark, Grant wasn't allowed to rest. Of course there were other farmhands to help but it was always humiliating relying on them. A lewd thought crossed his mind. The silo was starting to look like a big, metal cock and it was even filled with 'seed'. It would ruin a lot of hard work but then again...

What should Grant do?

1) Use the silo as a fuck toy?

2) Help himself to some food?