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It was always fun pretending to be someone else behind closed doors. Considering Gnarl had little idea of who he wanted to be until recently, confirming his own identity and then fooling around with others was sort of staple way to spend his weekends. The green furred Cheshire pulled his dreadlocks back as he stared at himself in the mirror wearing nothing but a black hemmed skirt and tank top as he idly posed with a look of concentration on his face. While he didn't have the body or facial features to pull it off too well, it didn't stop the reality bending feline from trying it on anyways. He took a deep breath before he exhaled, the skirt's waist clinging more and more onto his slowly slimming body.

"Damn. Still doesn't look too good. Maybe if I..."

The Cheshire tensed his lithe muscles before he gave a mighty flex. To anyone else, this may have looked utterly silly. Instead, Gnarl's body increased in size tremendously, muscles bloating and surging from head to toe. The black skirt stretched out along with his tank top due to the sudden swell of his torso and legs, leaving the Cheshire a muscle bound beast staring at his mirror and idly flexing at he strained his tank top with two heaving pectorals and his skirt filled out to the brim with enormous quads and a massive bulge nudging the front.

"Ahh, that can work." He chuckled, a few octaves lower what with the amounts of masculinity he had. He stared at his own chiseled face for a few moments, raising up a thick arm and giving his biceps a kiss before reverting to his normal size and slipping off the overly stretched tank top. He returned a few moments later, wearing thin strapped dress that hung over his frame down to his lower waist, humming and twirling around.

"Man, I do so love this body~" he sung, sliding into different poses before another voice rung out.

"I should know. And dang, you look good in that dress."

"Thanks! Wait..."

Gnarl blinked, eyes glancing around his room then turned back to his reflection in the mirror. Instead of seeing his current feline form in a spaghetti strap dress, he now saw a petite gryphon staring back at him, arms crossed as his wings flapped. He had his arms crossed, a curious look on his face as he observed the Cheshire's form.

Gnarl cocked his head to the side before twirling one of his dreadlocks. "Huh, I forgot about lil' old you. Or is it me, pretenses are hard."

The gryphon's beak seemed to scowl, Gnarl blinking in surprise. Did he happen to say something wrong?

"Though since I'm here and all, I figure it's time to get rightfully acquainted with me~"

"Oh? While I'm sure I'm going crazy, flirting with myself in a dress wasn't something I was expecting to do tonight." Gnarl snickered as he stared at his gryphon reflection. In a past life, the Cheshire had been through many species before finally deciding on his feline self. He'd gone through canine and several others before the gryphon version in front of him came to be for a while. While he occasionally thought of his other selves, those prior versions manifesting themselves through his mirror wasn't all that surprising.

The next thing seemed to catch Gnarl a tad off guard.

The suit wearing gryphon pulled out a comically large cigar from his back. The Cheshire stared with bated breath as he pulled out an equally large lighter and lit the large object. As he continued huffing the smoke and taking deep breaths, Gnarl couldn't help but have a smile on his face. No matter what form he was in, silly stuff like this was always like him. As the gryphon continued smoking behind the reflection, his body seemed to tremble for a few moments. His suit seemed to fit more and more tight as the avian's body began to pack on the pounds right before Gnarl's eyes. The formerly lithe body was that of a swimmer's before it suddenly increased in size yet again with another puff of smoke. His suit began to fit less and less around his widening and continuously swelling frame. With his height changing as well, Gnarl was able to spot the gryphon's thickening legs as his dress pans rode up and the swell of his chest from his suit and shirt.

With another puff, his body grew exponentially. The gryphon's suit ripped and tore in several areas from the onslaught of muscle that the gryphon was adding onto his frame, Gnarl staring on slack jawed. The Cheshire seemed immobile at the sight of the gryphon's growth, the cigar starting to fit more and more for a male of his stature. At this point, the Cheshire was almost eye level with the avian's torso instead of face to face, feathery and hairy pectorals staring at him in the face before he grew larger yet again which exposed a row of thick and furred abdomen. Gnarl's eyes began to travel down toward the masculine male's crotch, a thick log of throbbing meat hanging idly right at one of the gryphon's thighs as it continued snaking downward as he grew, as well as the orbs behind it swelling and sloshing with newfound size.

At the end of it all, the gryphon barely fit within the confines of the mirror, the hulk of a gryphon heaving and packed to the brim with muscle and hair. Gnarl just continued staring, adjusting his dress to try and hide the bulge that poked and prodded against the hem of it, the gryphon letting loose a deep and heavy laugh.

"Ahh, I always did look cute when trying to hide those little boners...Now, little lady, how's about we have some fun?"

Gnarl was rendered speechless as he heard his mirror groan and creak, the beast of a bird crossing the confines of the mirror. He bent over, his head the first to cross out of the mirror. The bird's hulking traps were the next thing to come out up to his broad shoulders, the rest of him following suit and before long, Gnarl was looking up at a masculine version of his former self as he huffed that cigar in his beak. The miniscule feline could only look up to those heaving pectorals which obscured the gryphon's face, but not for long. With a brutish hand, the gryphon lifted up the feline without much resistance, mashing his face against a meaty slab of pectoral meat, the feline huffing and rubbing his face against the almost impossible amounts of feathers, hair and bulk.

The beast let out a deep grunt which seemed to shake the feline to his core. While the transformation was something he'd seen for a while, having it happen to his former self, a veritable shrimp turned monster with a voice that made him want to drop his panties right then and there was uncalled for. Regardless, he avidly rubbed his face, tongue snaking out and dragging against his chest. The surface, while completely hairy and furry, was firm enough to drag his tongue for his hands to squeeze against the surface, those mounds dense and unyielding.

"Hah, like it? And these babies aren't even flexed, too."

Gnarl groaned as those enormous, manly pectorals somehow became even denser to the likeness of steel as his face was now directed between the titanic slabs as they flared out and slowly increased in size. He writhed and groaned heavily, his voice muffled by the deep expanse of the gryphon's chest. The avian let out a guttural laugh, those slabs of muscle bouncing as he effectively pinned the feline with just his pecs.

"Thaaat's right, slather up between there good, girl. After tonight, you're not gonna forget me for a while."

Gnarl coughed, continuing to lick and slurp around as his nose was forced to smell nothing but the gryphon's masculine scent mixed with the cigar smoke. His mouth was assaulted with the salty taste, but he could do nothing but accept it. With a small whine, Gnarl ground and thrust himself against the titanic body keeping his face captive eagerly, the gryphon rumbling heavily. His lithe body trembled as the gryphon took a few more steps, the Cheshire forced against the wall and turned around.

"Now, let's see just how stretchy you are."

Gnarl resumed his squirming as he felt that massive log of dick give a hefty throb against the lower part of his back, his former self pumping and stroking it against him as it swelled to full thickness. With a few narcissistic strokes, that enormous gryphon dick began spurting and drooling thick ropes of pre cum against his rear and back, the feline writhing and panting against the wall. Pinned between a wall of muscle and the one in front of him, the Cheshire was reduced to squirming at the gryphon's mercy. The avian knew no mercy as he attempted to stuff that titanic cockhead right into the Cheshire's entrance. The apartment was filled with the sounds of loud squelching as the drooling head of the gryphon's cock slid in, Gnarl writhing in pain as he continued stuffing more and more of the erect pillar up into him. Since the feline wasn't bound to some of the normal laws of physics, it lead to him to bulging out obscenely due to the size of the shaft. The thick shape of his cock was visible through the Cheshire's body as well with every throb and pulse it gave. Gnarl squirmed, coughing profusely as the spurts of pre cum dribbled out of his mouth.

As he pounded and thrust into the Cheshire, the walls shook with every powerful movement, the globs of pre increasing as he choked on it. His stomach sloshed with the contents it could take. Attempting to seal his mouth shut, Gnarl's body began to groan, swelling with much more than the gryphon's constantly pounding member.

"Oof, you're more durable than I thought!"

The minutes seemed to blend into hours for the Cheshire as his former self senselessly rutted him into the night, his previously lithe body now round and churning with the gryphon's pre. Every movement still caused jolts of pain and pleasure throughout his body that made him squirm and writhe anew. As if a deity had smiled upon Gnarl's apparent misfortune, he felt the massive member give a throb, the gryphon's body tensing, and the enormous amounts of muscle bulging out against his back.

Gnarl's eyes rolled to the back of his head as he felt the gryphon's cock bulge up to twice its size inside him. As if that wasn't enough, that same shaft erupted with gallons upon gallons of white that unloaded into his already filled body. Gnarl's body sloshed and gurgled with the constant ropes of cum from that monstrous cock. His body protested but kept on stretching to accommodate the ludicrous amounts of spunk, his former self still pounding him into the night as if nothing was going on. Cracks had long since formed on the walls, the spider cracks spreading and spreading. One false move and the two would have careened through the wall with just the power behind the avian's hips.

Hours still passed before Gnarl was allowed off the behemoth shaft, the gryphon rumbling deeply as he plopped the cum filled Cheshire onto the bed. His body sloshed and gurgled, his current frame a mere shadow of itself. Completely round and filled with spunk, the gryphon smacked Gnarl's belly, even flopping that still erect beast of a cock on top of it, nudging the head of it at his sealed mouth. His dress and underwear had long since been destroyed by the influx of weight, the remaining shreds of the duo's clothing around the room.

"Come on, sweetie, time for round two! Just open that pretty mouth of yours and we can get started..."

Gnarl let out a muffled whine before he finally opened his mouth, ropes of cum spilling out like drool as well an unceremonious burp. A visible gas cloud erupted from him with a groan, the gryphon wafting it into his direction, the smell of his own musky production hitting him right in the face.

"Ohh, I'm gonna enjoy this. I think I like this form since you're so stretchy! I'm gonna make this a night you'll never forget~"

Gnarl squirmed in his bed, his stomach creaking.