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Pumping Up Ten Years Later Preview
🕑 Added 2020-08-06 19:46:06 +0000 UTCWith my tenth anniversary at FurAffinity coming up, I decided to write a sort of sequel to an older story I did for FA. Its technically the first story I wrote for the site that wasn't a sequel, a Machoke TF, so it holds a special place. As such, please enjoy this small sneak peek at it.
Click. The entire room came into focus. A desk was just barely visible at the bottom with a computer chair off to the side. There were bookshelves on one side, boxes on the other, a barren wall except for a door straight ahead.
“Hiya fol-OUCH!” The vision of the room shook as a figure appeared slightly from underneath the desk. Just slightly, their blue-haired head smacking against the underside of it as they emerged.
It was a woman, gently rubbing her head from her cranial injury. However, she had a smile on her face despite all. She reached forward, the vision of the room slightly adjusting to show her rather pretty face. “There we go… webcam readjusted…” she muttered.
She placed her hands on her hips. “Hi everyone! It’s Rachel Groves, your number one heartthrob for ten years running!” She winked. “Speaking of which, ten years… that’s why I got this stream together.”
She cleared her throat. “My lovely husband, and one of your favorite writers [probably], Firingwall, has been here on FurAffinity for over ten years now! It has been a wild ride. Sure, he wasn’t active every year early on if you check his gallery. Rest assured though, he has been with you all for quite a while now.
“So! That brings us to this event. I decided to take it upon myself to do something a little special. A fun little callback to the olden days to his first story that I wrote for FurAffinity.” She pulled out her phone and started typing on it. She paused though, frowning. “And before anyone says it, I mean by his first story he wrote for FA that wasn’t a sequel to something else.”
She tapped a few more times on her phone and pointed it forward. On it, the screen showed a webpage on FurAffinity. It was for a story called Pumping Up, its icon being an official piece of Machoke artwork in jpeg form.
“Ta-da!” Rachel wiggled the phone, the image getting blurry. “This is ‘Pumping Up’, a Machoke male-to-male and female-to-male tale from back in the day. It features Firingwall and moi turning into big, buff Machokes.”
She tossed the phone onto the desk, the room shaking briefly. She leaned in, her smile looking bigger and wider than before. “While the writing isn’t as good or polished as his later works, it is an important little tale that’s very near and dear to our hearts.”
Her look turned devious as her head tilted down. “So, how about a little callback, eh? Let’s make this decade anniversary special with a little sequel, shall we?”
She cleared her throat, hitting her chest briefly. “Ah-hem~ Bulk Up.”
As she spoke that magical phrase, her voice deepened on the second word. Very deep and thick, almost beastly in a way.
She let out a low groan following it. Sweat formed on her forehead, her cheeks growing rosy. She huffed.
She hunched forward until almost her head and shoulders were blocking sight of most of the room. She groaned deeply, followed by moaning. Her arms spread out, shoulders quivering. She huffed and huffed.
She suddenly stood up straight with a quick burst of movement. As she did, she thrust her crotch out forward. There was a loud rip and tear as the top button of her jeans burst off, the crotch ripping open soon after.
With the new opening in her pants, she grinned. “First things first, we gotta have proper equipment for this change.”
