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Darknevoir
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Story for @deerlybeioved.bsky.social!

The ever-proud Mobian Shadow has unexpectedly found himself in Bandle City, a place filled with wonder and whimsy that bristles him to his core. And yet, he'll come to enjoy what one of its denizens has to offer~

www.furaffinity.net/view/63086698/
Thumbnail for a story called "A Hedgehog in Bandle City" Content includes: - Male/Male pairing - Shadow/Rumble - Muscle Growth - Hyper Muscle - Hyper - Worship “Uh, I think the hard part’s just getting started,” called a voice from below his pecs. Ugh, he praised himself too soon. The stimulation coursing through his body brought a tingle to his nethers, the meat log coming to life the more attention it received. All of a sudden he now had a leviathan of a cock rising to the occasion, slowly meeting his gaze as it became engorged with blood, a vein as thick as his wrist used to be throbbing in sync with the beat of his heart. He hadn’t seen that monster in ages, and didn’t anticipate its presence here. His stature put him in the upper echelon of Mobians, taller than even the biggest of goons while far outsizing them with a physique like a brick wall. His back threatening to indent the cold steel of the garage door pummeled his nervous system with potent euphoria. How he managed to not let go and pleasure his monumental rod he didn’t quite understand, but he was grateful he didn’t embarrass himself by doing so. But he was still rock hard. Temptation to give in was high, but manageable so long as he kept his hands away from the pulsing pillar begging him to let loose. Which made it all the stranger when his meat ended up getting massaged by something other than him. His face ran beet red as he experienced the yordle climbing up his pole, every touch radiating ecstasy outward, causing his pelvis to flex. As wild a ride as it might be, that didn’t deter the blue-furred one from mounting the obelisk in the quest to avoid being crushed. Still, the feeling of those tiny hands groping his impressive schlong was too much to bear. “Is this really the time?”
November 23, 2025 at 8:15 PM
darknevoir.bsky.social
Story for @nadezdafex.bsky.social!

The time loop continues with Nick being none the wiser, not thinking there was anything odd about being a hulking mass of fox bigger than any other resident of Zootopia~

www.furaffinity.net/view/62584143/
Thumbnail for a story called "The Biggest Fox in Zootopia Pt. 2" Content includes: - Male/Male pairing - Nick Wilde/Finnick - Muscle Growth - Hyper Muscle - Hyper - Musk Finnick’s tongue feverishly lapping over his aching fuckmeat had him shove his hands backwards for support, his chin resting between his prodigious pecs. The sensation of his rivulets of pre being licked up so restlessly had his own tongue lolling out his panting mouth. Electric tingles sent shockwaves of pleasure through him. He fucking loved this man. Slowly the pressure built up inside him, his arousal leaping and bounding from every frenetic action being administered to him, coalescing in his soul in a fiery inferno of lust that had him begging for more. The shorter man was a master with his tongue, unafraid of delving into any slick muscle crevices face-first. He reveled in every centimetre of his pelvis be attended to, his Adonis belt fast becoming devoid of sweat. The urge to cum was high, but he didn’t want the fun to end just yet. He could hold on for longer. Or so he thought. Out of nowhere his fattened balls felt the enthusiastic hands of the fennec groping them, claws gently grazing along the surface and causing him to gasp. He had nothing to grip onto, leaving his fingers to curl into fists, his own claws scratching the tiled floor. Lascivious craving drove his hips to buck without his command, wanting something to shove his dick into. That wasn’t lost on his fiancé who stopped what he was doing to shift into another position, one he couldn’t see with his gigantic pole in the way, but could certainly feel. His tool quivered as a new sensation rocked his sensitive flesh. Instead of a tongue or even hands, two firm slabs flanked the meatlog, pushing it between them until they became enveloped, sticking out from the top. It was then that he realized the shorter fox’s ploy; he hadn’t gotten a pecjob in some time now.
October 10, 2025 at 4:26 PM
darknevoir.bsky.social
Apparently the Supreme Court of Canada has a mascot named Amicus that I only just learned about. I like him
October 7, 2025 at 6:00 AM
darknevoir.bsky.social
Story for PlasmaLithium56 on FA!

Luchino Diruse and his assistant Ricco are in the possession of a rare cobra for the purpose of researching something not done before, though their research takes a path neither expected!

www.furaffinity.net/view/62458896/
Thumbnail for a story called "Gift of the Cobra" Content includes: - Male/Male pairing - Reptile/Komodo Dragon - Transformation - Muscle Growth - Hyper Muscle Right away his hands got to work traipsing over his sculpted physique, feeling up the ridges between his various muscle groups as his fingers glided along them. But what about what he’d become? There wasn’t a whole lot of information to glean from the rest of his body as it nearly looked like he donned a skintight costume, but his face gave him a ton of information to work with. The details pieced together remarkably well, his mind understanding the mental map being created thanks to his years of researching reptiles of all kinds. He didn’t even have to look in a mirror to determine what he’d become – he was now a Komodo dragon. But the time for inspection didn’t get to last much longer than that. Like the other man, his body reacted to the venom by deciding he wasn’t in possession of enough muscle mass and graciously awarding it to him to fix that mistake. So much of the stuff crammed under his pelt that the faintest outline of his chest could now be seen in his peripheral vision, a fact that astonished him as he’d never once considered it. He watched as balling his fists bunched up his biceps into mounds that grew with every ticking second. The thickening musculature started looking more natural on him the more he gained, his body adapting to the size like one would over the course of years of dedicated effort. What was once a lithe figure was now anything but as all that bulk widened him out. Standing straight up introduced him to a back he couldn’t see, but could definitely feel with how the ridges of his traps pressed together, their existence now present in his head when they weren’t at the start of the day. It was an odd sensation to be sure; he wasn’t used to taking up so much space. If it weren’t for the fact that he felt no pain at all while growing larger he’d surely be having a panic attack right about now.
September 30, 2025 at 8:39 AM
darknevoir.bsky.social
Story for Anon!

With the two of them being so close, Mufasa's ready for Simba to give him a full-body massage. Simba's never been more excited!

www.furaffinity.net/view/62210955/
Thumbnail for a story called "Full-Body Massage" Content includes: - Male/Male pairing - Simba/Mufasa - Vore - Digestion/Reformation - Muscle Growth - Hyper Muscle - Musk It took no time at all for their lips to meet in a passionate embrace, their tongue mingling with the other as their hands roamed over the opposite body. Simba got to experience the wonder that was the larger cat’s expansive back, his fingers unable to traverse the vast landscape of the man that sired him, or even barely grab hold of much of one of those ample glutes he got to watch undulate with every step taken. But he always pushed himself as much as he could, wanting to experience as much of the older lion as he could. His raging arousal demanded it. Their kiss didn’t last forever though as Mufasa pulled away, standing tall over him again. “You know,” a seductive tone tinged his voice, “I’m thinking I’m ready for our ‘full-body massage,’ if you remember what that means.” Simba’s jaw dropped when he heard that, his hands balling into fists in anticipation. “Oh, you’re not joking?” “No, I think I really want to.” Mufasa unzipped his work pants and yanked them down, showing off the freakishly-huge basket of his briefs housing his monumental fuckmeat. “Are you ready?” “I’m not sure, but there’s only one way to find out.” Giddily Simba slipped out of his own boxers, his shaft at attention as his mind raced with excitement. His heart raced as he watched his dad saunter over to the kitchen table and take his position, laying backwards so those gigantic feet hung over the edge. He couldn’t prevent himself from not taking it slowly, instead reaching out to those appendages and feeling them squirm in his grasp before trailing his tongue along both soles. Were this day to come he had a whole list of things he wanted to do before he proceeded with the main event, but his eagerness got the better of him and he simply skipped all the foreplay, electing to slather his tongue along his dad’s feet. (Text too long to fully include)
September 8, 2025 at 9:22 AM
darknevoir.bsky.social
Story for @nadezdafex.bsky.social!

The ZPD's only fox officer is merely going about his day, oblivious to the time loop he's become a part of. He'll never notice how he's in for bigger things with each iteration as that's how his life has always been~

www.furaffinity.net/view/62210887/
Thumbnail for a story called "The Biggest Fox in Zootopia Pt. 1" Content includes: - Male/Male pairing - Nick Wilde/Finnick - Muscle Growth - Hyper Muscle - Musk "Nick popped an eye open, brow quirked curiously. “Pray tell what’s on your mind.” He then watched as the other fox clambered on top of him, a wry grin staring him in the face. Being a part of each other’s lives for so long led to the natural conclusion of the two of them forming a relationship far more than platonic, culminating in becoming an item. Both felt it right to let their friendship evolve into something greater as neither wanted anyone else. And it worked out for Nick as the fennec was proportionally the closest person in size to him. While he estimated that Finnick was relatively smaller than what he would be at that height, it still gave him someone who understood him on a level that others didn’t, to know what it felt like to be a brawny fuck in a species not known for such a thing. It also allowed him to play with the other man’s rippling back, tracing around the various muscle groups as his fingers delicately groped bulk that easily tripled the fennec’s weight compared to what he should’ve been. Him being smitten with the shorter fox was a no-brainer in his mind. Nick then leaned forward enough to make their snouts kiss. “I thought you were gonna say something.” Finnick’s grin split his face, hands reaching down to grip the hem of his shirt before pulling it over his head. That gave Nick the perfect view of what a miniature version of him would look like. Immediately his eyes – and hands – were drawn to the other man’s chest, fondling the mounds with sensual gusto, thumbs thrumming those nipples. They then gradually caressed upwards to the other fox’s neck, gently gripping traps like handles that didn’t deform in his grasp before roaming his digits to his boyfriend’s burly arms, hands openly groping biceps that tensed into his palms, feeling the power latent under that sandy-coloured fur. He knew for a fact that other people would consider a being that small and that muscular to be grotesque, but he thought Finnick was perfect."
September 8, 2025 at 9:10 AM
darknevoir.bsky.social
Gonna be buried in my mom's pasta sauce
Many jars of pasta sauce canned over the course of a day
August 17, 2025 at 9:07 PM
darknevoir.bsky.social
Story for @johndoe12346.bsky.social!

An app that Ari's friend Sean shows him apparently can find his true love. He didn't exactly know how it worked, but it did as advertised~

www.furaffinity.net/view/61945402/
Thumbnail for a story called "There's an App for Everything" Content includes: - Male/Male pairing - Eagle/Gnoll - Transformation - Muscle Growth - Footplay - Musk “Again, it was there. I selected it on a whim because I thought that was in the spirit of the app.” Watching the gnoll play with all that musculature stirred an unfamiliar feeling inside him. It felt alien upon first noticing it, but it felt right given the circumstances. Sean then pumped both fists in the air above his head, tensing his upper body as he posed with his closed hands curled inward. “I don’t hear you complaining about it though.” His muscle mass bulged mightily, veins snaked along the heads of both biceps like a roadmap. The peaks he formed were impressive given how they matched the magnitude of his titanic traps. “I have no need to. You make it work.” The fiery sensation inside Ari only grew stronger when viewing the beefcake gnoll show off, shooting excitement across his nerves. The urge to indulge in the display had sprouted as a result, though he couldn’t help himself in coming up with another understanding beforehand. “Although I’m now realizing that you meant to make me big on purpose.” Sean threw his hands out to either side. “Guilty as charged.” He reached forward and gently placed a hand on a rippling, feathered shoulder. “I had an itch that needed scratching.” Tingles of frenzied thrill pulsed across Ari’s body as he invited the gnoll to go further, gripping onto his thick neck, pointed claws contouring around his beef. “Scratch away.” Another hand reached under his arm, gently fondling his chiseled obliques before moving to his back, firmly grasping one of his winglike lats that spread larger across than either of their mitts could stretch. He welcomed the gargantuan hyena’s body next to his, thoroughly enjoying the sensation of the heat pouring off such a swollen physique as it pressed against his own bloated form. He got in on the action, tugging at the naked hyena beefcake’s ample rear, feeling those mounds tense in his palm, his fingers gliding along the dimple that formed from so much lean muscle. (Text too long to fully include)
August 15, 2025 at 5:53 PM
darknevoir.bsky.social
Story for @gmxmuscle.bsky.social!

Hudson's got an idea to see how far Lexington's progressing in his workouts, and Lex is raring to show off how far he's come!

www.furaffinity.net/view/61944086/
Thumbnail for a story called "A Real Test of Gargoyle Strength" Content includes: - Male/Male pairing - Gargoyles - Lexington/Hudson pairing - Muscle - Worship Hudson’s gaze was firmly on the bulldozer, an eyebrow cocked. “Tell you what.” He turned around to face Lexington. “Since I’m more than able to lift the machine without trying much, how about I go and deadlift it for you? You know, to ease your mind a bit.” “Oh wow, you could do that?” “Aye, I can manage this ol’ thing.” Hudson stepped over to the vehicle, rubbing his hands together before letting out a breath. “And if I can’t, well, then I will at some point. I won’t let something like this beat me.” Lexington waited with bated breath as the other man took his place like before, only this time not immediately grabbing the bulldozer. Instead he bent forward, inadvertently showing off his ample rear, before sliding his fingers under the treads. There wasn’t a whole lot for his mentor to grab onto, which he knew from his strained attempt, but he also had the idea that bigger gargoyle wouldn’t need much in the way of handholds to make magic happen. Dedication had given the old-timer a physique to drool over, one that could hoist that thing – or most things, for that matter – with ease. Knees bent as low as they needed to be, Hudson took several deep breaths before lifting the construction equipment into the air, standing straight up as the blade of the bulldozer rested at an angle. He held it there for a few, good moments before carefully placing it back down on the ground, ending up back in the position he started in. Only a couple seconds were needed before he started anew. Lexington watched, amazed at the sight of man older than him playing with heavy equipment like it was a children’s toy. His mentor blasted out reps like it barely affected him, solidly shrugging off the need to stop as it would only slow him down. The elder gargoyle was mechanical in his approach, retracing the same stances repeatedly to great effect, sweat trickling down musculature pumped from the exercise. (Text too long to fully include)
August 15, 2025 at 3:56 PM
darknevoir.bsky.social
Do it, Microsoft, you fucking cowards. Let's see them on Steam already.
The cover for Viva Piñata on the Xbox 360 The cover for Viva Piñata: Trouble in Paradise on the Xbox 360
July 20, 2025 at 10:23 PM
darknevoir.bsky.social
Story for @adickaccount1.bsky.social!

Louis from Beastars is forced to take the train after his company car breaks down, but upon being surrounded by a ton of beefcakes in the same wagon, his body decides they need someone even bigger to pay attention to!

Links to the story in the following post!
Thumbnail for a story called "Nothing Ventured, Nothing Gained" Content includes: - Louis - Orgy - Muscle Growth - Hyper Muscle - Hyper - Worship Spreading his arms apart allowed his back to get in on the action. Drawing a sharp breath stiffened his shoulders, the strain tugging at his top as mass stuffed his hide as if by magic, making his body appear to be inflating. Little by little his traps expanded into noticeable lumps like someone was pumping air into them, seemingly not stopping for anything as they made his stature ever so more imposing. Likewise his lats popped into existence as if they’d been there the whole time, forcing his frame to grow wider to accommodate the bloating heft. Those legs of his weren’t about to fall behind, blimping with thickly-corded beef that tacked on all over several pounds at a time. Thighs lean from a combination of his modest diet and basic exercise now took on more sinew, his quads rippling into something worth looking at that bulged out the leg of his bottoms. So much bulk billowed from his thighs that they began to chafe where he stood, requiring him to adjust his posture to allay the discomfort. And with a widening stance came his hips stretching out to better take on more size, the waistband of his dress pants now digging into his flesh, causing him to undo his belt to alleviate the pain. His torso also didn’t stop expanding outward, his shirt unhappy with the developments as it tried in vain to contain his growing frame. Pectorals actually noticeable were now his normal as they flourished from whatever was happening to him. The growing masses competed for space with one another, but the pair together posed a problem for his top as it was never rated to wrap around a body a couple sizes bigger than what was on its tag. The top two buttons snapped free from their holes from the sudden appearance of a regular gym-goer’s chest within a shirt meant for a beanpole, pinging to the floor where they came to rest, leaving a tantalizing view of his swelling pecs. (Text too long to fully include)
July 2, 2025 at 9:08 AM
darknevoir.bsky.social
Story for GrayMaze369 on FA!

An alligator working security for a candy company has an ingenious solution to a cream-flavoured problem that arises!

www.furaffinity.net/view/61432681/
www.sofurry.com/view/2266511
Thumbnail for a story called "The Night Shift" Content includes: - Male/Solo pairing - Alligator - Extreme Weight Gain - Extreme Fat - Immobile - Hyper “Alright Kale ol’ boy. It’s finally time to step up.” With great confidence, he shoved the hose in his mouth. Immediately the cream gushed down his greedy gullet. The moment it touched his taste buds he felt an incredible sense of euphoria envelop him. Oh, how it tasted amazing! It was light on his tongue, but rich in flavour, causing him to effortlessly swallow the silken fluid. He couldn’t even believe that this was the situation he found himself in, but a large, growing part of him enjoyed every second of it. The instant that cream entered his furnace of a gut, it churned into fat that deposited itself all over his body. Without warning his rolls doubled in size, his scales stretching wider as the conveyor belt he stood in front of found itself increasingly buried under the growing weight of his abdomen, his belly button starting to look more cavernous with each gulp. He jiggled as the flow of cream kept pumping into his mouth, the calorie-rich foodstuff dissolving any stress he felt as his waistline continued to expand. He couldn’t stop himself from enjoying the experience, but there wasn’t a chance in hell he wanted to. Untold litres of the stuff had gushed down his throat, causing his face to bloat thicker than it had been, his cheeks having grown bigger than his head used to be as they directed all of the delicious cream to his throat, his tongue savouring the complexity of the flavours mixed into the solution. The weight eventually got to him, leading to his engorged rump to crash to the tiled factory floor. Bigger he grew, wider he expanded, all space around him becoming his. The walkways between each apparatus were more than large enough to allow groups of people to walk past one another, but they soon found themselves becoming occupied with a growing gator that had no means of slowing down. Each car-sized ass cheek had no choice but to consume whatever room they could to keep billowing outward. (Text too long to fully include)
July 2, 2025 at 8:40 AM
darknevoir.bsky.social
Story for @deepdarkjc.bsky.social!

A slow burn tale of a freshman discovering his animalistic side in college~

www.furaffinity.net/view/61257827/
www.sofurry.com/view/2261659
Thumbnail for a story called "By the Light of the Full Moon" Content includes: - Male/Male, Male/Male/Male pairing - Transformation - Werewolf - Muscle Growth - Musk - Worship Those shorts were next, sliding off easier than his shirt did, though not without their own issues as his glutes got pumped up from the exertion. The waistband that used to be so loose that he needed to tie the drawstring now dug into his flesh, leaving an imprint of the elastic that he knew would disappear over time. He cocked his head in confusion as he stared at the garments. What could be the reason he had so much difficulty in removing his clothing? A look down revealed all. His gaze was met with the sight of pectorals juicy enough to be a football player’s, though far too pronounced to really be his. That was his first thought, but after seeing his body progress to this level firsthand, he knew a chest that bulky was unmistakably his. As was the rest of his torso, broad in scope and covered in a forest of dark hair that ran from between those firm pectorals, across an impressive eight pack, and down to the base of his crotch. Did people who exercised regularly also get this hirsute? Okay, no, this had definitely crossed into strange territory. Nobody got that huge and hairy that quickly, which had him wondering if there was something more to this. He’d have put more time into inspecting himself had someone not slapped his sculpted rear and offered congratulations on a great first practice. His face ran beet red from the abrupt pull back to reality, but he appreciated the praise nonetheless.
June 17, 2025 at 3:07 AM
darknevoir.bsky.social
Story for scot158f on FA!

Tony's friend Bill comes home with an idol he got from a curio shop, not realizing the effect such a find would have on Tony!

www.furaffinity.net/view/61258135/
www.sofurry.com/view/2261672
Thumbnail for a story called "A Monster of a Find" Content includes: - Male/Solo pairing - Transformation - Monster - Muscle Growth - Hyper Muscle - Hyper - Macro The noise prompted Tony to look back at his friend handling the idol, dumbstruck that he hadn’t noticed the changes. How was this possible? Reality couldn’t just shift on a whim, that was only something he ever saw in the movies. Maybe he had to be the one holding the thing. “Hey, can I see that again?” Bill handed it over without saying a word, letting him get his mitts on it to scrutinize every single detail he could find. The carving was intricate in its design, far beyond the scope of some crummy little trinket found at a knickknack shop. Every monstrous feature stood proud, elaborate for something that portable, making him marvel over whatever woodworker brought it into existence. Clearly the likeness of its figure was important to the creator given how each element of the beast was delicately sculpted with tools far more primitive than the cutlery he had in their drawer. He couldn’t imagine putting so much effort into something very few people would care to look at. But he saw nothing out of the ordinary. It really did just look like a piece of wood. Dejected, he handed the idol back and pursed his lips, though gained an appreciation for whoever had carved it. He was about to have another go of his shirt to see how exactly his body was stretching it out, but upon doing so he noticed something sticking into his peripheral vision. Viewing the thing was a difficult proposition as he had to strain his eyes downward to even catch a glimpse of it, but in doing so he discovered that there was something stuck at the bottom of his face. Whatever it was had to go, but the instant his hand made contact with the object, he recognized what it was – it was his mouth. He nearly fainted. (Text too long to fully include)
June 17, 2025 at 3:04 AM
darknevoir.bsky.social
Here's a silly thing @mercurialentropy.bsky.social drew of me as a beeg yeen. It's cute, I love it :3
A macro, hypermuscular hyena version of me showing off my beef to the city
May 22, 2025 at 1:22 AM
darknevoir.bsky.social
Story for @thassb.bsky.social!

Red is the dragonborn leader of a group that just captured a bandit leader for a reward, and thought to camp for the night. Little did he realize his former reading material would come back to haunt him!

Links to the story in the following post!
Thumbnail for a story called "The Dark Surge" Content includes: - Male/Solo pairing - Dragonborn - Muscle Growth - Hyper Muscle - Hyper - Forced Growth What the real culprit was, you discovered as your clothing began drawing taut. A puzzled glance down at your arm showed you the sleeve to your linen shirt held onto more of you than when you went to bed. You nearly choked on your surprise. A careful touch indicated your eyes were telling the truth. Your bicep forced the material to contour no matter which way your limb moved. You couldn’t believe it. You wouldn’t believe it! When the tome had mentioned a being of unimaginable strength, the immediate first thing you pictured in your mind was someone with unfathomable power capable of commanding armies to do whatever it was they wanted, not something literally more muscular than anyone else in existence. And its goal was to infuse you with that same level of muscle mass that it possessed? You now wished you read more of the book so you could understand why that was important to the entity. All over your physique grew, from your chest forcing your collar to have something to now show, to your thighs uncomfortably grinding against the fabric of your pants. Were you not still ostensibly a sorcerer with all the studies you’d completed and the specific attire you wore, someone else might mistake you as perhaps a fighter or a paladin. The demon struck again, and since you were far too preoccupied with investigating the changes taking place across your reptilian frame, you had no way of preparing yourself for a second attack.
May 14, 2025 at 8:41 AM
darknevoir.bsky.social
Alright, today's the day of the first Eurovision semifinal, so I'm posting my ranking of every song this year from least to most favourite before I forget. I'm assuming at least one of my faves isn't making it.

Western Australia is so good at this. First Voyager in 2023 killing it, and now Go-Jo.
May 13, 2025 at 7:48 AM
darknevoir.bsky.social
Apparently the modern era is a lot older than people realize
April 17, 2025 at 8:20 AM
darknevoir.bsky.social
Opened Twitter to look at something for half a second and got blasted with this ad, so in case you still don't believe that place is a cesspool, here's proof
April 9, 2025 at 12:57 AM
darknevoir.bsky.social
If you see this, post a wolf!

I am the big wolf

🎨: @marvolk.bsky.social
Me as a hypermuscular wolf flexing a bicep bigger than a tank while staring at the viewer Me as a hypermuscular wolf flexing a bicep bigger than a tank while staring at the viewer, leaking a river of cum in the process
April 6, 2025 at 4:14 AM
darknevoir.bsky.social
Story for @smolthunder.bsky.social !

Theo's made a deal with Corki to service his copter in exchange for a special kind of coffee bean he covets, but when there's no more work to be done, he comes up with another deal instead~

Links to the story in the following post!
Thumbnail for a story called "The Proposition" Content includes: - Male/Male pairing - Yordles - Muscle Growth - Hyper Muscle - Hyper - Worship The front of his torso fared just the same with his pectorals surging forward, the masses like small boulders made of meat that flexed whenever he moved. Striations became prominent the more muscle was stuffed under his pelt, tightening his core into powerful cinder block abdominals far stronger than the real thing, with more veins leading to his chiseled pelvis. His cock was far from left out, having graduated from test tube to wine bottle in barely a moment before the next wave of growth hit. It paired nicely with a set of orbs that fattened alongside it, bloating with frothy yordle cum churning inside his nuts. He didn’t even have a chance to gauge their size before discovering them comparable to oranges, then grapefruits, then beyond. And while he couldn’t see it, he could certainly feel his ass ballooning out as the power coalesced there. The mounds swelled with densely-packed musculature, pushing his body wider and wider to compensate as it seemed to innately desire staying proportionate despite his freakish growth. With how much they appeared to materialize mass out of thin air, it was fortunate his legs kept pace as his thighs quickly matched the size of what his waist used to be before deciding that wasn’t good enough, aiming for tree trunks instead. The eruption of heft floored Theo’s sense of balance, his newfound centre of gravity different than what he was used to, pulling him to the ground with an audible thud that shook the warehouse. The position allowed his cock to blossom into the pillar it wanted to become, pulsing with growth to resemble a third leg jutting from his crotch that slapped his chest, drooling precum at a rapid rate that then pooled on the floor around him, his fur thus getting sticky. The sensitive nature of his turgid log of yordle fuckmeat got him panting up a storm as he couldn’t stop himself from feeling the column of cock he now possessed. And it only felt better when Corki climbed aboard.
April 3, 2025 at 5:05 AM
darknevoir.bsky.social
Story for littlebird867 on FA!

An Incineroar who's amassed incredible power is now put up against his greatest challenge in a surprising environment - a wrestling ring!

Links to the story here:
www.furaffinity.net/view/60440790/
www.sofurry.com/view/2240326
Thumbnail for a story called "A Test of Power" Content includes: - Incineroar, Arceus - Fighting Another planet reduced to rubble; Incineroar was on a roll. Pride welled within him as the result of his hard work flew past him, bits of grassy debris that crumbled in the vacuum of space as his gravity ripped every piece apart until he couldn’t see them anymore. The power inside him grew, all the new energy coalescing in his core, muscles rippling as his form burgeoned larger. Planets might not be worth the effort anymore as his height grew to become best measured in light-years. He reveled in how far he came. For too long he lived in the shadow of everyone else, having to watch as those around him controlled what was said and done. It was pure misery. He hated it. Why should power be concentrated in the hands of those who didn’t deserve it? He had to get his own mitts on it. While he never claimed the power that he desired, he found solace in discovering a way to accrue a different kind: fighting – or more specifically, winning fights. Being a Pokémon it made sense in his mind, but what he didn’t expect was how far he could take it. Combat against others had turned into his primary goal in order to get what he wanted, however, he realized that at some point it started manifesting in an increase in size. Fighting became easier, so much easier in fact, that he gained less and less of that essence with every win. The revelation was discouraging until he discovered that taking on and conquering structures offered the same rewards. The might he commanded was immense, and he made sure everyone knew it. What was once the city he lived in was now a collection of toppled skyscrapers. The country was next, then the continent, then the entire world. But just a single one couldn’t quench his thirst so he went after more, ripping apart one before slamming his fist through another. Now he was too big for even that. (Text too long to fully include)
April 3, 2025 at 4:51 AM
darknevoir.bsky.social
Me and @sciencegoat.bsky.social's yordle Atlas have found ourselves at an impasse and felt that there was nothing better to do with our time than to F L E X!

🎨: @rompinpomps.bsky.social
A pair of hypermuscular yordles (me on the left and Atlas on the right) flexing for each other
March 26, 2025 at 1:00 AM
darknevoir.bsky.social
Without downloading any new pics, describe your gender
You're on your own for this one Ton from Aggretsuko making an uncomfortable face An affront to God Slommy
March 7, 2025 at 8:02 PM
darknevoir.bsky.social
Story for @adickaccount1.bsky.social !

When you first tuned into this new streamer for a game you liked, you didn't think much about him. Little did you realize how much growth he'd go through~

Links to the story here:
www.furaffinity.net/view/60096877/
www.sofurry.com/view/2231310
Thumbnail for a story called "Everything As It Should Be" Content includes: - 2nd Person - Male/Male pairing - Bighorn Sheep/Wolf pairing - Muscle Growth - Hyper Muscle - Hyper - Cumflation A stream notification popped up, one you’d never seen before. He must have made some updates since the last time you watched him. “Thanks so much for the donation! Let’s see… a flex? Well, you did pay for it.” Unlike the last stream of his you watched, Samson knew what he was doing now, his movements evidently practiced. With no effort at all he brought his fist up into a pump, tensing a split-peak bicep that he could nearly palm. Right away you saw a flood of emotes fill the screen as well as hearing many different sounds go off as people followed, subscribed, and donated. All for a single flex? Wow, you didn’t realize it was that easy! “I knew some of you were waiting for that,” he chuckled. Someone then redeemed a channel point reward to have their message be highlighted, which he took note of. “How’s the gym going? Well, not to brag too much, but I did just set a PR for my bench press. 200 kilograms is pretty impressive, if I do say so myself!” His gaze flicked to another chat message. “No, I’m not making that up. 2-0-0 on the dot. And yes, in kilograms.” Another donation popped up right after he said that. You knew without looking that someone in his audience wanted a demonstration. “Ha, this dono says ‘Show us the results.’ Well, if that’s what you want, who am I to keep that from you?” What he used to struggle with now looked like second nature. Pulling his fists in front of him looked easy, easier than you remembered, and greatly plumped out his prodigious pectorals. The A-shirt he wore had more give than his old T-shirt ever did, just about able to hold together as his chest jutted forward, looking like it was heavier than it used to be when he first started. That kept donations pouring in. “More? You guys want more? I can give you more,” he said, his voice dripping with provocation. A sudden twist of his body allowed him to show off his other arm, curled to show off that swollen bicep that he pushed to the max. (Text too long to fully include)
March 4, 2025 at 6:08 PM