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Drabbles for September and October 2022
🕑 Added 2022-11-13 23:27:05 +0000 UTCDown with the Bulls
It was meant to be a nice weekend to celebrate Nate’s new job as an accountant.
His friends Josh and Sterling decided to treat their friend by taking him to a dude ranch to relax and enjoy the idea of being cowboys like when they were kids. What the young men didn’t realise was with selecting this particular ranch, was just how life changing it was going to be.
“So, how are you bulls enjoying your stay?” The voice of one of the farm hands asks as he opens the barn doors. The thick stench of sweat and musk slamming into him, getting stronger the closer he walked towards the three men who came for the vacation.
Seated across the back area of the barn were the biggest men ever seen. Their muscle bound bodies dripped with sweat as they sat atop their firm asses. The huge hulks panting deeply, meaty pecs and turtle shell abs bulging with every breath, their thick bulging arms forced up at an angle by their dense muscles, exposing the thick forests of armpit hair. Two of the bulls, known formerly as Josh and Sterling, were pressed against a creaking barn wall as they tried to thrust their thick waists, trying to get their engorged and erect cocks the release they needed. However, the real sight in the barn was the behemoth that was once the skinny Nate. Now twice as large as his immobilised friends, the swollen bull of a man was huffing deeply, his chin digging into the valley of his swollen pecs as a series of pumps were connected to his stiff nipples and throbbing cock, sucking the milk out of the muscle bull.
The three beasts were lost to the haze of arousal, only thinking of the release to their lust and hunger. Barely looking up as the farm hand got to work hooking up the sweaty hulks, climbing up the hill sized Nate to fix the feed bag over his mouth.
“That’s it… Gotta care for our prized bull.”
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Product Recall
“Dale, are you sure there’s nothing wrong with this shower gel you got?”
Dale looked up from his computer, hearing his boyfriend Henry call out from the bathroom. The young man couldn’t help but shake his head, swearing that Henry’s voice sounded deeper but figured the acoustics of the bathroom did it.
“Yeah, it was a sale for some company… I think ursa something.” Dale called back, he didn’t really pay much attention to the bottle he got when doing the shopping. The main things were that it was on sale and that it had a decent smell of forest according to the label.
“Okay… cause… I think it’s causing swelling.” Henry said, causing Dale to blink because, yeah, his boyfriend’s voice did sound deeper.
“Hold on, I’ll check if there’s some allergen in it or something.” Dale called, sitting up and typing into the computer the details he recalled. He hoped it was just something mild that Henry was going through, if not he’ll take him to the doctor quickly. It took a few keywords to find the product he had gotten.
“Okay, a bear’s scent from the Ursacorp… huh?” Dale’s search led him to an article, talking about a product recall due to swelling. Opening the link, he saw the site informing of the recall of the shower gel, specifically a batch made in collaboration with another group. Seeing the name of the other group, Dale froze when he recognised it. “Shit! Henry, stop showering! The gel is contaminated from M.A.S.S. Inc!” He shouted, rushing out of his seat and making his way up the stairs. Getting closer to the bathroom, he heard the sound of deep breathing and groans coming from within. Hearing a loud crash from within, Dale practically kicked the door open to check on his boyfriend, stopping when he took in the scene.
Through the haze of steam coming from the shower, Dale saw the ruined glass walls of the shower cracked and warped, crashing on the ground as Henry stood where the made shower was. Rather than the slim man who entered the bathroom earlier, there stood a massive blob of a man. His thin, hairless form now filled with fat and covered in dense body hair. The water from the now busted shower head sprayed down, flowing over his swollen moobs that rivalled beach balls and a gut that would have made a bed. Looking up at Henry’s fat face, now covered in a thick beard and with long, shoulder length hair, Dale could see his boyfriend still growing fatter and taller. Inching closer and closer to the ceiling.
“Dale… it won’t… stop.” Henry panted, his thick hands groping his fat roll covered belly as he kept growing with every breath, the tiles cracking under his fat feet.
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Mega Fat Camp
“Carl? What happened? I thought your dad sent you to a fat camp?”
“He did…. Uuurrppp”
Leslie expected many things when he met up with his friend before they started their senior year at high school. What he wasn’t expecting to greet him from his friend’s house was a giant mass of flesh just barely contained in a tight t-shirt, the fabric stretched over his bulging moobs as cutting into his thick upper arms. Watching the enormous teen waddle out from the garage, Leslie just made out the shorts that were just barely covering up his gigantic ass, the cheeks easily the size of beanbag chairs that Leslie was sure he could actually sit on the wide shelf that was his friend’s ass.
“Then how are you so… so…” Leslie struggled to find the right word, realising he now had to look up at his gigantic friend, Carl’s height seeming to have increased along with his weight as the young man barely came up to his friend’s drooping chest.
“So massive.” Carl laughed deeply, slapping baseball mitt sized hands against his belly proudly. The enormous drooping gut shaking from the contact before Carl opened his mouth and let out another low belch, shaking the small man and most of the street. The enormous teen seemed proud of his size when just before the summer he seemed in a slump over his weight. “Yeah, pops mixed up camps. Instead of a weight loss camp, it was one to help guys get big. Take a look at all my progress.” The huge blob said, taking a stomping step that caused a nearby car’s alarm to go off, Carl also raised his hands up, showing the dark sweat stains forming under his swollen arms.
“But… what are you gonna do now?” Leslie asked, stumbling a bit from the earth shake his friend caused, blushing more when he realised how excited it was to watch Carl, especially hearing his deep fat filled voice.
“Well for starters. I want to show the football team just what this body can do. Bet I can sit on them all if I try.” Carl said, giving Leslie a wink before he began to waddle down the street, shaking the ground as the two students made their way to the school.
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Corporate Halloween Party
“Who didn’t see some of the products being let loose into the party?”
Donald couldn’t help but laugh at the question as he bit into another cookie. The company Halloween party is usually a relatively quiet experience as the employees relax following a gruelling season of keeping up with orders and property damage. Though the usually relaxing atmosphere during the event had started to change when the first button of someone’s shirt popped off.
It didn’t take long for the men in the office to realise someone had brought in M.A.S.S. Inc products and replaced the food with them. Once the revelation had been made, the office employees rushed to consume more of the growth fueling food and treats.
“Surprised by straight laced Jake though.” Liam chuckled, patting his gut before cocking his head over towards the corner where the floor manager was. The skinny man was now approaching a hulk in size, his head and bulging shoulders pressing closer to the ceiling as his swollen pecs and biceps blocked the usually reserved man’s face from the small men around him. The panting man moaned as his underwear stretched across his thick thighs and cannon sized cock that swelled up against his rock hard abs.
“What about Paul? Mister ‘works out every day’ over there.” Donald said, looking to the other side of the office where Paul was seated, his ass rolling across the floor and up against the cracking wall behind him. The fit man now a blubber packed blob, swollen arms struggling to lift food up to feed his swollen face. A couple men rested against his drooping belly as they offered food up to feed him.
“Well why not enjoy ourselves. Besides, I doubt we’ll stay like this.”
“Depends, I heard Higher ups enjoy it when workers treat themselves to the product.” Donald said, biting another cookie as his belly swelled out, snapping his belt with relief. The once slim man figured he should enjoy himself tonight, especially when some of the now bull sized men brought a keg out.
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Beware a Warlock’s Treats
“Damn it, this wasn’t what was supposed to happen.”
Caleb thought he had been lucky when the lost man wandered across his cabin. Tricking him into drinking the potion was easier than expected. But rather than the loyal minion the serum should have made for him, Caleb was now finding himself in his private room packing up the more important things as the cabin shook on its foundation. Throwing his journals and spell books into his satchel, Caleb rushed out his room towards the back entrance of the cabin, passing by the parlour room, The warlock saw the wall of green flesh pushing against the doorway. Caleb sighed at the loss of ingredients before running as he saw the wood of the cabin crack against the encroaching wall of mass. Getting out, the young mage stumbled when a deep booming sound rumbled from the creaking cabin, recognising it as a belch that’s been amplified, Caleb looked back to the hut he had crafted, watching it fall apart as the figure he made erupted out of it.
What had once been a scrawny man, the now hulking behemoth emerged like the beast he was. His green skin covered in thick dark hair that was drenched in sweat, his face now enlarged with dense bones as his jaw jutted forward, letting his tusks peek out from his mouth. The enormous orc moaned, moving dense arms that were larger than any field hand could ever hope to achieve, reaching hands to his swollen chest to grope his powerful muscles. Below, the remains of the walls of the cabin fell apart as heavy feet larger than Caleb pushed out of the cabin, followed by the wall of fat that was the huge orc’s gut.
“More…” The enormous beast moaned out, groaning as he looked around before reaching to what remained of the garden behind his wide back and ass, plucking a tree like it was a weed before casually tossing it into his mouth, crunching it before his growth began to kick in.
“Maybe I can still use him.” Caleb wondered aloud, taking in the rather handsome features of his giant orc, noticing the thick stench coming off him too.
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The Vampire’s Thralls
“Just relax my love… you’ll enjoy it here.”
Jacob knew it was probably too good when he met Edric. The tall pale man offered him a chance to fulfil his dreams and be the huge man he’s always wanted to be. The night had been interesting, even if Jacob noticed odd things like how Edric never seemed to blink or pause to breathe during his talks.
Now that he was in the older man’s residence, an actual castle that overlooked the town, Jacob began to question if maybe he made a mistake as Edric sat on his slim waist, the tall man feeling heavier and colder than expected as he spoke to Jacob. As the older man worked on removing Jacob’s clothing, Jacob felt himself drift off before a prick against his neck made him startle. Finding himself unable to move, Jacob could only watch as Edric stood back up, blood dripping from his face and the small fangs that Jacob just now noticed.
“Relax, you’ll soon join the rest of my loves. Perhaps a preview of what awaits.” Edric said, snapping his fingers. Almost immediately the door to the room opened, in walked some of the biggest men Jacob has ever seen. Clad only in tight, blood red speedos, the large men waddled in, their muscles covered in a healthy fat that made them look far more intimidating and powerful than any bodybuilder could ever hope to be. Jacob found himself breathing deeply, not in shock or fear as he expected, but rather with hope, wanting to join the large men that towered over the impressive sized Edric.
