Cave of worshippers

by SomeMuscleGuy

After a strange workout session with his friend Ben, Mike wakes up restrained in a cave, surrounded by cultists who want to make him their muscle god.

4 parts (3 new) 12k words Added Jan 2023 Updated 6 Apr 2024 20k views 4.7 stars (21 votes)

Part 1 After a strange workout session with his friend Ben, Mike wakes up restrained in a cave, surrounded by cultists who want to make him their muscle god. (added: 21 Jan 2023)
Part 2Now the god of this strange muscle growth religion, Mike and his cult have some fun exploring their new bodies before making their way to the biggest shrine that the religion has to offer.  (added: 6 Apr 2024)
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Part 1

The door swung open as the familiar sound of my boyfriend’s whistling echoed around the room. Someone was in a good mood today!

“Hey, hun! How are you?” I yelled excitedly, jumping up from the couch. Ben walked into view. I’d seen him hundreds, if not thousands of times over the two years that we had been together, but I still couldn’t resist him.

“Even better now!” he yelled back, leaning down and pulling me into a soft, tender kiss. My arms wrapped around his body as I pushed into him, feeling his muscles cushioning the soft impact. Ben was taller than me, coming in at 6’ 3.” He always wore clothes that showed off his well-defined muscles, which was constant eye-candy for me. Today he wore a tight athletic shirt, which wrapped and warped around his nicely defined pecs. He pushed his waist into me, which sported an already-hard cock that bulged against my midriff through his gym shorts.

I stood at 5’ 11.” I had an average build. Nothing to write home about, certainly. Today was a ‘comfy clothes’ day, meaning I was wearing your average sweat pants and loose fitting shirt. He pulled back from his embrace, looking me up and down.

“Are you going to put on your gym clothes?” he asked. I drew a breath inwards, before talking. Ben could clearly see the hesitation in my eyes.

“Are we sure today is the best day? I mean… it’s probably going to be crowded! Everyone goes to the gym in January.” I could see Ben’s posture deflate a little bit.

“Mike…” he said, putting a hand on my shoulder, “it’s okay to be nervous. I’m going to help lead you through everything. You’ll be in the best hands.” His eyes looked down at me with a warmth that filled my soul. I let out a deep sigh, breaking eye contact.

“Okay, but you’ll probably need to spot me for every lift,” I said, smirking. I poked his thick bicep with my finger, before flexing my own arms. An unimpressive, measly lump rose where my bicep was supposed to be.

“All in good time, Mike. On that note, go put on your gym attire. Let’s go! I’ll drive.”

To my surprise, the workout went really well! We tried a large assortment of both free weights and machines that worked on different muscle groups. Ben was there every step of the way, making sure I was using proper form, giving me pointers, and spotting me whenever I needed it. Nobody stared. Nobody judged. In fact, I felt fantastic that I was in a space where I could work on the health of my body! Part of me understood the drive that brought Ben here multiple times per week. The workout itself completely drained me, and left me exhausted as I lowered the bar on my final rep at the Bench Press.

“Come on, Mike. One more!” he yelled enthusiastically. My hands gripped the bar tightly as I pushed with every fiber of my being to raise it to the sky. I felt my face grow red as a drop of sweat rolled down my temple. My breath came out ragged and forced. My upper body screamed to relax, but I pushed even harder. The bar slowly rose higher and higher, before stopping about halfway up as they nearly gave up to exhaustion. Ben’s hands hovered near it, ready to catch it in case I failed.

‘Fail? I can’t fail. Just a little more!’ I thought. Light muscular definition was visible on my arms and chest as I pushed them harder than I had ever done before. My entire body shook as the final ascent was made. I grunted loud as my arms began to straighten, the pressure starting to soften on my joints. I felt an odd wave of arousal spiral through me as I heaved it up, bringing it just high enough that I could set it on the rack above me.

“10!” I screamed out, letting out a huge breath of air as the sound of clapping echoed above me.

“Damn, Mike! Now that was impressive!” I felt a water bottle slap into my hands as I gushed down the wonderful, cold liquid. My cock was rock hard, but slowly went away as I massaged my sore muscles. I wasn’t sure if I had ever pushed my body that hard before.

“Now let’s go stretch, and then let’s hit the showers!” he said happily. Seeing Ben this enthused about having a partner to go to the gym with made me feel closer to him than ever. I smiled back, raising myself off the bench so I could go stretch.

Our footsteps reverberated off the walls of the tile environment as we made our way into the showers. Although it was completely empty, the air felt wet. We walked underneath the shower heads, stripping down completely naked in the public area. I felt hesitant for a moment, but it seemed so common to Ben that I assumed nobody else would care. I eyed his pumped body for a moment. The fluorescent lights wrapped around his muscles, casting small shadows that only further accentuated how big he looked. He was by no means a professional bodybuilder, but he definitely attracted the eyes of onlookers. His clothes always hugged his muscles, a trait I had grown to love. Looking at his body motivated me to look at my own. Barely any muscular definition covered me, and my muscles felt like dead weight from how tired they were. I inwardly shrugged before reaching for the nozzle, turning the shower on. I slightly turned away from Ben to give him his own privacy. Refreshing, warm water poured over my sore shoulders as I started to rinse away all the grime from the tough day. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the relaxing aura it gave off as steam filled my nostrils. .

What I didn’t see was Ben staring at me as he noticed something odd. He was minding himself and cleaning up before it caught his eye. A sigil. It was on the middle of my back, just underneath my neck, and between my shoulder blades. It shimmered with an odd, golden glow. It was almost as if lines were etched into the surface of my skin. Ben’s eyes grew as wide as dinner plates as he came to the realization of what this meant. He instantly grew hard and leaned in even closer to confirm. He gasped, before clapping his hand over his mouth so he wouldn’t alert me.

Ben had kept a secret from me that I wasn’t aware of since the day we had met. He was a part of a very secret and divine cult of bodybuilders that worshiped the god of muscle, endowment, and strength. Cult was a light word for it. The word ‘religion’ fit even better. The entire practice was built off of old folklore stories that were passed down from generation to generation, and the only proof was one piece of writing. The only book left behind from ancient times. It talked of an ancient being who ascended, becoming a god among the people as he swelled to impossible sizes. Upon his passing many years later, it was said that there would be another. The book talked about how this same sigil would be imprinted onto the vessel that their new god was said to have. Me. It would only make itself known after a human pushes their body past its limit. This god was said to be nearly impossible to find, and could be on the most unsuspecting person at any point in history. My workout had just activated the rune, making me one piece of a two-part puzzle.

I heard a couple of footsteps depart as I opened my eyes again, turning to look at Ben, but he was gone! “Ben?” I questioned out. His towel was gone, but his shower was still on. Had he really left that quickly? I picked up my own towel, shut off the water, and headed towards the locker room. His clothes, bag, and cell phone were gone, too! My phone vibrated as a text message came through. It read: ‘I’m so sorry. I felt extremely sick all of the sudden. I’ll text you as soon as I am home!’.

I scoffed. He could have at least told me that he was heading out. How was I supposed to get home? I could have just spent the night at his place if it was such an issue, or I could have driven him if he felt sick. Annoyed, I dressed, ordered an Uber, and headed home, completely oblivious of the marking on my back.

I woke up to my phone vibrating on my bedside table. Finally. I hadn’t heard anything, but an “I’m fine” since the night before, and I was still mildly annoyed that I was abandoned at the gym last night. I picked it up, accepting the phone call. Before I could say anything, a flurry of words came through.

“Hey, Mike. Sorry about last night. I’m feeling much better today. Do you want to meet up and talk about it?” I could only stammer out a few words.

“Uh…sure.”

“Perfect! Meet me at our usual place, the coffee shop on the corner of 9th and Broadway. See you in 30 minutes?” he asked.

“Yeah. I’ll see you there.” I replied. The phone hung up instantly. Weird. I guess he’s super eager to make up? Sighing, I threw off my covers and got ready to go talk it out. I put on pants and a decently fitting short-sleeve shirt. With that, I walked out the door.

My car pulled into the parking lot in front of the coffee shop. The location that we met. I was a barista and he came in for multiple days straight, dropping corny pickup lines and chatting more and more. He was seemingly entranced with me. Only a week later, he asked me out. Since then, we’ve been inseparable.

“Mike, back here!” a yell emerged from the alleyway behind it. It broke me out of my trance as I curiously looked. Why wouldn’t he want to meet inside the coffee shop? I locked my car, and walked around the building, the smell of roasted coffee beans and fresh pastries wafting through the air.

“Ben?” I said, rounding the corner. No one was here. I walked down the length of the narrow openings between buildings and watched as an ominous black car parked at the far end of the alley, its doors opening. I expected Ben to step out, but instead two large, muscular men emerged, eyes locking with me. I stopped in my tracks. They walked into the alleyway, picking up pace as my heart dropped into my stomach. I flipped around, ready to leave, but Ben was there, directly behind me! He closed his hand around my nose and mouth, a cloth with a mysterious liquid pressed over me. My eyes went wide as a weird odor permeated my senses. I felt my consciousness slowly slip away as I was carried towards the car.

Weird sensations flooded through me as the passage of time occurred. Being carried. Laying on the cushions of a car. The distant radio chattering nonsense. Being carried again. A colder, crisp air flowing around me. Dampness. And then..

My eyes darted open as I drew in a huge breath of fresh air, feeling as if I had just woken up from a bad dream in my bed. My vision was foggy. I felt a cold, hard surface underneath me as I shook my head slightly. I took deep breaths as my headache quickly disappeared. The air smelled dry, but with an edge of wetness, like a fresh rain. The rest of it felt natural. Earthy. A smell I was not used to. It permeated my standard shirt and pants, rising into my sinuses. My eyes slowly cleared up as I blinked rapidly, hardly able to see anything but what came through the hallway by my door. I tried to reach my left hand up to rub my eyes, but felt the cold sensation of metal pressing against my wrist instead. What? I tried my right hand, and felt the same. My arms were bound in place. I looked down at my ankles. They were bound, too! Large, metal chains connected to the shackles that ran multiple feet away from me on every side, before being clamped to the rock beneath it. Rock?

Suddenly, torches illuminated in a large circle, making me wince from the sudden brightness in the dark space. Fwoom! They made their way around, each torch connected to a large figure in a robe, completely surrounding me. I counted 15 individual people, each one as large and as intimidating as the next. They placed their torches on the racks mounted to the walls, further illuminating the space.

“What the-who are you? Where am I? Let me go!” I yelled, hearing my voice bounce around the cave. Cave? I wasn’t in my room, after all. The light that I had seen that came in from the corner was from somewhere further up the tunnel. The space seemed to be around 30 feet tall and around 100 feet wide. I pulled at my chains, the sound of metal on metal filling my ears as I struggled to pull myself free. It was impossible. The chains were incredibly thick and hardly budged at all. You could tow a car with them.

“Relax, Mike,” said a familiar voice. The first bit of normalcy since I had woken up. I gasped, raising my head up just enough to see Ben. He wore a robe, just like all of the others, but his was a different color. A dark shade of red, instead of the typical black. He held a book in his hands. The pages were a murky shade of yellow. The spine was ripped and bound in leather. It was definitely very old.

“Ben, what the hell is going on? This isn’t funny. Let me go!” I squirmed.

“I will…if you’re good enough,” he teased. He raised the book up, making direct eye contact with me.

“I haven’t kept you in the loop, and for that, I am sorry. In fact, I never even thought for a moment that you’d be the one with such an important marking. I had almost given up. Years of my life dedicated to this cult of worshipers Looking for the marking that would set aside men from gods. You want to know why I’m out of the house so much? To find ‘the one’. We have been looking for you, Mike. For the marking that is on your back. The true god of muscle and strength.”

“What…?” I questioned, shaking my head as if I was trying to wake up again. “Marking? What marking?”

“I hadn’t noticed it until yesterday at the gym. The marking only makes itself known when the bearer of the sigil is pushed beyond his physical limit. So, my guess would be right after you struggled on the bench press and lifted your new personal best. When we were showering yesterday, I saw it. A golden emblem that graced the space just beneath your neck. A sign that this religion isn’t dying, but is instead about to be reborn for the first in thousands of years.” he explained.

“You’re talking crazy, Ben! Let. Me. Go,” I commanded.

“No, and since I didn’t expect you to believe me, let’s start the ritual, shall we?”

Ben snapped his fingers, all of the figures dropping their robes instantly, revealing their naked bodies. Every single follower was rippling with muscle, even bigger than Ben had been. Each of them was the size of a professional bodybuilder, ranging in size from impressive to obsessive roided freaks. Their cocks ranged from average to above average, but each one was hard. Some were even dripping pre as they shuddered with delight.

“What are you going to do to me?” I said, exasperated.

“You’re going to grow, Mike. Not just to my size. Not to theirs. Much… much bigger. You’re our new god, and a god deserves to swell, doesn’t he?”

“What? That’s ridiculous. It’s just fantasy, it’s—” My voice was cut off. All at once, they started chanting words from a language I couldn’t comprehend. The words matched in both unison and tone, almost like a choir. Suddenly, I felt a pressure form on the middle of my back. A warm sensation that started to spread throughout my body, filling my torso, arms, legs, and even cock. I could feel it brewing underneath my clothes. Suddenly, a glowing circle erupted around me, spreading quickly around the room. A much larger version of the sigil that was on my back was imprinted on the floor beneath me, and it was being activated! Each worshiper stood in a designated circle at the edge of the emblem.

“You can feel it, don’t you? Warmth filling every available space of your body. Your heartbeat is accelerating. Your cock is growing hard. You know you want it.,” beckoned Ben in a seductive tone. I pulled against my restraints, feeling the same warmth he talked about flow through me with a building desire. My dick grew harder than I had ever felt it get in my entire life. It swelled out of my underwear, barely peaking at the edge of the waistband of my pants. It sat flat against my body, pulsing against the bottom of my stomach as I willed it to go away, embarrassed and humiliated that this was happening.

Strange orbs of light started to cast off of every person in the room around me, aside from Ben. They congregated above me in a ball of light. A tendril emerged from it as the ball grew larger. It started to descend towards me, before smashing into my chest. I felt a jolt blow through my entire body, as if something deep inside of me had finally been activated.

The rune that surrounded us exploded with light, pulsing with a rhythm that shined across the entirety of the cave. A bassy rumble boomed with each glow, as if the cave had a heartbeat of its own. My hands clenched the shackles that bound me as the warm sensation that filled me turned hot.

“What are you doing to me?!” I yelled, feeling as if my entire body was on fire!

“We’re making you into the man you’ve always been meant to be. Are you ready to ascend, little guy?” Ben questioned back.

At the same moment, I felt it. A deep, rumbling feeling that coursed through me with each pulse of the cave. A moan forced itself from my lips as my cock felt more swollen than ever, pre beginning to leak from it.

“Rrrghhh. Fuck.” I leaned my head back, closing my eyes as I felt it grow! It continued to throb, but this time it seemingly climbed my body. I felt it jump and lurch, gradually making its way out from my pants and up to my belly button. I forced my head to rise as I looked down. I could see in real time as it slid up my frame, thickening. Swelling. Growing. The bulge reached underneath my shirt now, but because of the position I was lying in, I could see an entire inch of shaft that was exposed to the air between my shirt and pants

My squirming only succeeded in raising my shirt further, having accidentally slid it up to my pecs. I was so distracted with my cock, that I hadn’t noticed my abs. I watched in a mix of horror and amazement as-one by one-they started to rise, like bread rolls in an oven. 2. No, 4. No, 6 pack abs! Just in time for my dick to elongate enough to reach the bottom of them. It had to be nearly 9 inches by now! I had always wanted a bigger dick, but this? This was huge! My balls were right behind it, swelling to the size of tennis balls. If my pants weren’t there to catch them, they’d have already nearly filled the space between my taint and the floor. Instead, they stretched against the fabric, pulling it tight as my bulge started to round them out.

My pecs bubbled underneath my shirt as small creases formed on my chest, ridges steadily rising from my skin. In just mere seconds, I watched them swell from nonexistent to toned, like I had been in the gym with a strict diet for months. I felt my back slightly edge along the cavern floor, my skin stretching to accommodate my new size. At that moment, I felt my rod swell another inch, finally reaching my bottom set of abs.

“Ben…this is big enough! It’s going to be hard to hide a bulge like this when we go to the gym!” I beckoned, trying to make him see reason. I gestured my head down to my endowment, which would already be an impossibility to easily hide in public at its impressive size of 10 inches.

“Oh, Mike. You don’t get it, do you? By the time we’re done, you’ll never fit into clothes again.” His voice grew more seductive and mischievous as the sentence went on. “Even the largest bodybuilders will feel small compared to you. But deep down, you really like that, don’t you?” he added, with an oozing amount of arousal.

Although I had never felt this way before, I had to admit that somehow, deep down, his words struck me with a level of desire that I had never felt before. I looked around me at the followers. Each one had their own separate string of light that connected to the orb above that pumped power into me. I squinted my eyes. Were they smaller than they were before? I rested my head on the sleeves that covered my arms, using it as a cushion as I stared intensely. Before I could come to a conclusion, I felt my biceps, shoulders, triceps, and traps instantly surge with size. It was enough to feel my head slightly raise higher off the ground. I sat up as much as the chains allowed me to, watching in disbelief as the nonexistent mounds of my arms built themselves up to the size of baseballs. Years of work in the gym added to me in just mere seconds. The sleeves of my shirt pulling taught.

I laid back, gasping, trying to make sense of it all. All this succeeded in achieving was feeling my traps crawl further up my neck, pulling the hem of my shirt tightly against the underside of my body-builder-like pecs. I shuddered with ecstasy. In fact, I could feel…everything growing. I closed my eyes, focusing on the feeling. Trying to shut it down. I felt my thighs harden, swelling to a size that only bodybuilders have reached. I couldn’t help but to flex them, feeling them crease and harden over and over again, straining against my pants as the pressure grew.

Ben broke the awed silence. “That’s right, Michael. Sink into the feeling. Let the growth wash over you. Since you seem to be enjoying it so much, let’s step it up a notch.”

“Wait, no, I don’t enjoy thi—” I got cut off before I could finish my sentence, noticing that my voice was deeper than it was before. The sounds of heavier chanting started, as the orb above me grew even brighter. There was going to be more?? I must already be the size of Ben! My clothes were already a size too small, if not more. How was this happening? I tugged and pulled on my chains once more, hoping that my newfound strength would have an effect on the metal, but it was a futile attempt. I collapsed backwards, panting, as the chanting stopped and the familiar tendril of light slammed into me once again.

This time, however, the energy that resonated within me felt much stronger. A boom erupted through the floor that sent dust raining from above as the sigil shined an incredible golden glow. I felt muscle and size ripple up my body this time like a vibration. I felt my toes cram into the end of my shoes as they widened to press heavier into the edges. My socks started to slip down my calves as they bulged outwards and my height shifted. My pants went from feeling too small to feeling a couple sizes too small as more heft packed onto my thighs. The seams started to stretch, trying their best to accommodate each corded ridge that emerged from my skin.

Just above it, another change coursed through my manhood. My balls gurgled, bloating with cum as the bulge that hid inside my pants started to become obscene. My thighs had already filled up most of the space inside of them, so any extra growth to my balls pushed against the top, steadily pulling the fibers of my clothes apart. In no time at all, it looked like two grapefruits were shoved into them. The lust from all the extra cum production flowed to my brain in no time at all, causing my cock to spatter pre all over my abs. It jumped nearly an inch into the air with each throb and deepened to a dark shade of red from the overstimulation. And that was before the second wave of growth hit it.

It thickened first, slowly expanding across my abs as my cockhead engorged to the size of an apple, weighing heavily against them. My abs deepened, the whispers of an 8 pack forming as they sculpted into those of a greek statue. My hands gripped the shackles tightly as a wave of pleasure surged through me, my beautiful dick effortlessly sliding further up my muscular body, reaching the top of my abs entirely! My chest heaved outwards, doubling in size in a single second as I slammed my hands into the ground with euphoria. They were the size of shelves now, extending multiple inches above the bottom of my pec valley. My shirt clung on for dear life as the seams stretched and warped. My lats flared out. Growth pushed down my arms at the same time, the shackles around my wrist becoming squeezed against my forearms as the metal dug into my skin. My growth continued up my arms, thickening them with a fresh intensity as the tearing started. First it was my sleeves, now pulled too tight against my cannon ball sized biceps. My traps didn’t do my outfit any favors as they swelled nearly double their size, forcing the neckline of my shirt in different directions and pulling the bottom of it all the way up to my pecs now. My shirt was merely a crop top now, too small for what it was attempting to cover. My back felt like boulders as it creaked along the ground, feeling heavier and more corded than ever.

I actually had a bit of slack in my chains now! My eyes darted up once again towards the cultists. They didn’t just look smaller. They were smaller. Their once pristine, massive bodies were now just huge. Still beyond your standard bodybuilder, of course, but definitely smaller. Less thickness that was packed onto each muscle. They didn’t seem to mind one bit. In fact, most of them seemed to enjoy the change, or at least enjoy the change that was happening to me. It seemed almost half of them couldn’t even keep their hands off of themselves as the orbs of light that surrounded the followers continued to flow above me.

It seems that my entire body had spread out quite a bit in the last few minutes. I looked down at myself, shocked. I didn’t just look like a bodybuilder anymore. I hardly even looked like a professional bodybuilder. I was beginning to look like a morph! My muscles were starting to look overexaggerated with size, but barely. It was my height that sealed the deal. I must have been over 8 feet tall at this rate. Standing at my feet, watching with glee was Ben. A large smile was plastered on his face as he raised his hand to the sky. The orbs obeyed his movements, changing position with them.

“Are you ready for the final phase, Mike?” I looked deliriously at him as my brain put together what was about to happen. Part of me wanted to run. To hide. Talk my way out of this mess, even. But the longer I sat lying on the cave floor, the more enticing the ways of this religion became. It was almost as if I could feel the power of the sigil pulling me in, cementing my place. Logic just barely edged ahead of my lust. I tried to speak with reason, but at the same time my cock sprayed pre on my pecs and abs. All that I could muster was a deep, guttural grunt as another 50 pounds forced themselves onto me.

“Very well, then!” Ben said gleefully. His arms arched downward with purpose as the massive circle of light pounded into my chest. The cave floor cracked, webbing out in every direction from the epicenter as rocks and debris rained down from the ceiling. The worshipers around me all fell to their knees as massive amounts of energy was pulled from their bodies, flying straight into every single one of my muscles. My toes split through my shoes as the edges frayed, my socks pulled so tight that my skin was visible through them, before they split entirely. My pants squeezed impossibly tight. The pressure was becoming too much! Just then my calves tore through my pants, followed by my quads as relief flooded through me. I felt them shove into each other as I widened my stance, making space for the added weight. My pants fluttered off to each side of me as my balls doubled in size, almost like a hose was attached to them, pumping pure cum into each of my orbs.

“Mmmmmmmmmm,” I croaked out, my hands desperately trying to break free just for the opportunity to feel my body. My shirt at this point was just an irrelevancy, pulled so tight that anyone would have guessed that my clothes were made to be transparent. The follow-up surge that overtook my upper body would ensure that even the largest of shirts would never fit again. I thought my pecs were large when they doubled before, but when they doubled this time, they seemed to flex to incomprehensible levels of huge. It was like two king sized pillows were bunch of and forced on top of me. So much size was added so quickly that I could feel the weight pushing me down. RIPPP!

My shirt practically exploded off of me, long for the world as the sound of my muscles growing filled my ears. This was also due to my traps growing again, crawling up my neck in a way that supported my head like pillows. I felt them reach the bottom of my ears as my shoulders swelled with the same intensity. My biceps looked more inhuman by the second. Like tires that sat on my arms. Veins crawling all over them as thick as cables.

My followers were now pulled forward from their knees and onto their hands. My followers? The thought fleeted away momentarily. Each one half the size they were at the start of this wave. Their muscles were still obvious, but no larger than Ben’s muscles were at this point. That’s when I felt my chin brush something on my chest.

“Huh?” I murmured in confusion. I tilted my head curiously as I saw a layer of hair sprouting across me. It spiraled and swirled as it became denser and denser, quickly spreading across my body like a wildfire. It coated my abs, which now looked so carved that you could lay your head on each one. It connected to my treasure trail, quickly extending towards my pubic area. I could feel the hair on my head and face growing, too. My stubble rapidly flourished into a perfect short beard that accentuated my chiseled jawline. The hair on my head pushed out, doubling in length in seconds as it started gathering in the canyon between my traps and my pecs. Watching my masculinity skyrocket from a 10 to an 11 was almost too much for me. My hips involuntarily lifted themselves off the ground as I dry humped the air, my low moans rolling off my tongue as the hair thickened like a carpet across my entire frame.

The only thought that was bursting through my mind was finding a way to cum. The chains on my wrists warped and bent as my forearms thrummed with growth. I pulled my legs inwards and outwards, doing anything to loosen their grip. I yanked on the chains, watching them whip the rock around it with enough power to carve out chunks of rock. But suddenly-—plink! plink! plink! plink! All 4 of the chains that bound me in place snapped due to the excessive force that pulled on them. The shackles slowly split open, forced apart from my bulging limbs. I was free!

I leaned up, whipping my head around at those around me as their size continued to suck out of them, just a hair smaller than Ben was now. I felt a hand touch my hairy chest as my naked boyfriend pressed it into me, desperate to feel my godliness. Even sitting, I was just about as tall as him. What did that make me? 12 feet tall? He leaned in closely, holding onto the top of my pecs as he whispered into my ear.

“Time for the finale,” he croaked. With that, he slammed his other hand onto my left pec. I noticed that everything from his elbows to his fingers were glowing with a mysterious power. The light shot inside of me, instantly coursing through my body as the energy flowed through me. I stood up to my full height, feeling all of my muscles weighing down on me for the first time. At a resting position, my biceps rubbed against my pecs. It was odd feeling my entire frame warp and press into itself. I still had full mobility, but I wasn’t sure how long that was going to last. My cock stood at full mast, about halfway up my abs as my balls sloshed only halfway down my thighs. I felt a lot of the new energy flow into them as I stumbled backwards. My hands gripped my shaft as I felt the transformation accelerate. My fingers were forced to spread themselves wider as it quickly became impossible to wrap both hands around. I resorted to jacking it off, pre pouring down it like a stream. It dripped down off of my balls, splattering on the floor as I went to town.

Guhh—!” I frantically moaned as my swelling manhood crawled into my pec valley. How was it even possible to be this aroused? It swelled against my hairy chest, which stimulated it like little tentacles that couldn’t be stopped. As my dick grew higher with each passing moment, it seemed that my balls weren’t left behind either. They rolled down my thick, overexaggerated thighs, becoming undeniably plump with gallons of my thick, hot seed. While they were once comparable to tennis balls, then grapefruits, and then volleyballs, they were now closing in on the circumference of yoga balls. For my size, this means that they hung down my knees, swaying and begging for release. I couldn’t deny my body what it wanted.

My attention was brought back to my growing pole. It pulsed and vibrated in anticipation, now halfway up my delicious pecs, which at this point were the size of recliners each! I craned my neck forward as much as it would allow me, guiding my cock with my hands until my tongue could reach. My knees nearly gave out from the explosion of delight that swept through me as my tongue swirled around its slit. It pushed forward another few inches, whines of suspense coming from my throat as it bumped into my chin. It was just enough for my dreams to come true. Even two pairs of hands wouldn’t be able to wrap around it now.

I placed my entire mouth around it, my eyes practically rolling into the back of my head as saliva coated the entire thing. It was far too thick to get my entire mouth around, but it was just enough to push me close to the edge. Bursts of pre launched into my throat, which I hungrily drank as I tried to milk it for more. My arms dropped limp to my sides from ecstasy as my erect shaft stood at maximum hardness, maintaining its composure right in front of me. Even Ben couldn’t keep from rubbing my huge balls as he looked up at me. The visual he saw was extraordinary. I hardly even looked human anymore. Muscle was flooded across my entire frame. I was larger than any human being on Earth. At 12 feet tall and nearly 7 feet wide, I was big enough to cast shadows over entire people. I couldn’t stop myself from bucking my hips, forcing my meat as far into the back of my throat as I could handle. Ben had different ideas, giving my thigh a mighty slap that snapped me out of my haze.

“Now seal the deal, big guy,” Ben teased. He turned himself around, spreading his cheeks for me to see. I gasped, drool practically escaping my lips as my mind melted into complete and total lust. It seemed that my followers had all stopped shrinking, sporting the build of a swimmer’s body... for now. My left hand guided my telephone pole as my right hand held onto Ben’s shoulder. All of the stimulation my cock had received had prepared it for this moment. It was absolutely covered in cum, sweat and saliva which made for easy entry. In any case, it was far beyond the largest cock that Ben had ever taken, coming in at 5 feet long.

“Oh, god. Fuck me, Mike. Prove to me what a gigantic, hulking god you are.” he begged. I pushed in slowly, watching his gorgeous bubble butt spread wider and wider as my cockhead entered his hole. A glowing aura emanated from the floor beneath him spread throughout his body. It seemed that some form of magic was taking place that allowed him to take my catapulting size. ‘Perfect’, I thought to myself.

With that, I thrusted inwards, my barrel-sized cockhead disappearing within his hole. I pushed in as deep as I could muster, my boyfriend taking every last inch of my length.

Ohhhh!” Ben screamed with pleasure, throwing his head back against my abs. The tightness of his beautiful ass stimulated me in a way that my hands never could. I pulled out, before thrusting in again. Then again. And again. I could feel the starting of an orgasm building in the base of my balls. With each thrust, my balls swung like a pendulum, slapping off of Ben’s legs and as they gurgled and sloshed. All of my followers watched with lust as I pounded their leader into submission. The flow of power resumed from them, spiraling into me like a train that went off the rails. My grunts grew heavier and heavier as I realized that I was growing again.

“Fuck, you’re making me so huge,” I cooed to Ben. I got no response from him besides his grunting and moaning as he felt my presence swelling behind him. I thought my muscles had already peaked in size. That the growth that had swept through them was done, but I was definitely wrong. The power slammed into my back for a final time, shoving me deeper than I had ever been into Ben before as I felt it begin. My legs rumbled as hundreds of pounds seemed to pour into me at a rapid rate. My thighs quickly thickened beyond what I thought was possible as each side heavily shoved into my cock as I widened my stance further. Even most trees didn’t sport trunks as thick as mine were. My dick widened by multiple inches, stretching Ben impossibly wider as I continued thrusting.

Mixing in the growth was the final straw for my libido.

I’m…gonna…cum!!” I roared. My back arched as my thrusts became even more wild and frantic, absolutely slamming into Ben with enough force to practically lift him off the ground, impaled on my rod. My balls pulled upwards as it traveled up my massive shaft. Volleys of cum BLEW into Ben with a vengeance. Gallons of my seed flooding him as my cum factories attempted to empty every single drop.

Ohhhh-hhhhhhh-hhhh,” I continued screaming, feeling my muscles grow with an even quicker accelerated rate as my voice dropped two entire octaves in mere seconds. My traps covered my ears entirely, swelling even higher than my head, as my shoulders and biceps surpassed even the height of most of the humans in this room. It was like mountains were attached to me. They were so enormous that if one of my followers were to lay across my arms alone, their feet would barely hang over the end. My pecs blew that out of the water. They quickly became titanic ovals of muscle. Denser than the rock that surrounded this very cave. I felt them crash into my jaw, preventing me from fully opening my mouth as the swelled to the size of smart cars, clearly becoming the most erotic staple of my colossal body. My nipples spread out further on either side of me, practically facing the ground from my behemoth of a chest. The hair that covered them became a foliage as I felt my beard become even denser. If it weren’t for my catastrophically large muscles, my hair would easily hang past my broad shoulders. My feet spread across the cold rock as my height expanded. My back was incomparably, erotically gargantuan. At my thickest, I had to be nearly as wide as I was tall.

Cum continued to spew out of me, and I noticed that it was having an effect on Ben. His belly was completely full now, all of the force of my seed now spewing out from between his cheeks. Understanding he had taken enough of my godly liquid, I pulled out, an audible plop ringing throughout the cave as I turned to my worshipers. All at once, they surrounded me. The waterfall of cum that gushed out of me had hardly even slowed down. It sprayed everywhere. On the ceiling. On the walls. All over each hungry man that couldn’t get enough. Countless hands traveled my stoic body. I felt cocks grinding against me. Tongues licking my quads. Hands cupping my balls. I towered over them by almost three times their heights, around 15 feet tall. More than 10,000 pounds of pure muscle on my body alone. Each person had shrunken to about the size I was when I arrived here today. Average. But with every drop of cum that hit the cave floor, the rune that covered it glowed brighter. And brighter.

They all seemed to notice that something was happening to them at the same time. I turned to Ben, who had just recovered from his orgasmic experience with my endowment. He was looking down at his body. The same could be said for everyone in the area. It grew quiet as their hands slowly removed from my statuesque form as they began to explore theirs. The sound of creaking started to fill the air as I realized that they were growing now! Their skin swelling like balloons, forcing more and more muscle back onto their frames. In seconds I watched as they grew from their average form back into a swimmer’s body. Before long, it was the size that Ben was.

Ben. That’s right! I turned my head in his direction, and what I saw was enough to make my 5 foot cock surge forward another few inches, now parallel with my eyes. Cum continued to leak out of him, but it seemed to be absorbing. I watched as his stomach retreated, his belly quickly flattening, as mounds began to rise from his skin. A perfect set of 6 pack abs filled their place as his pecs cast shadows onto them. He stood in front of me, size increasing at an exponential rate as he surpassed even the size of professional bodybuilders. His cock was impossibly erect, standing out straight in front of him, slowly reaching its way over to me. He stumbled around as his legs forced themselves wider and his balls surged lower, already having doubled in size. I clasped my hand around his meat, gripping it tightly and jacking it off, musing in the erotic stupor it sent him into as his height started changing. 7 feet. 8 feet. 9 feet. His pecs started to cast shadows onto his abs, the torch light bending around them in a way that made him look even bigger than he was. They bulged and flexed with energy and power as his muscles started cramming into each other, beginning to fight for space. My hands continued to jerk him off as it doubled in girth, pushing forward an entire foot in seconds.

Moans filled the cave as my attention was brought back to my people. Every single one of them was 8 feet tall and packing about double the muscle they were packing when the transformation started today, which made them look positively gigantic. Their swollen, sensitive cocks throbbed against their pecs as their balls sat at their lower thighs. Each person had found their calling. They were either stroking themselves, making out with their new lover, or having sex. Perfect.

I felt Ben’s endowment push into my cock, breaking my gaze. I looked down, his monster of a cock cumming against it as it swelled to 3 feet long, frotting vertically against my 5 foot rod. I pulled him in close, hugging our manhoods between us as I felt the remaining weight pile onto him. His muscles slid against me, his size grinding into my endowment as his growth finished at a whopping 12 feet tall. I could tell from the low volume of his quick breathing that his vocal octaves had dropped quite a bit. The muscle mass that covered his body was about half of mine, and the mass that covered the rest of the group was about half of his. It was quite incredible, honestly.

“Thank you for opening my eyes,” I said, nodding my head, my voice vibrating the floor. My traps and pecs pushed against me as I made this motion, reminding me that my mobility isn’t what it once was. I would never know life without my muscles constantly rubbing against each other again. Forced into a waddle from my titanic thighs and boulder-sized balls. My pecs forcing my arms wider just to walk without grinding too heavily into my biceps. My spire of meat, tempting my lips at all times. I grunted through my lust, the aroma of masculinity sweeping through the cave.

He laid his head against me as much as his size would allow.

“You know, the foundation we have here is from only one branch of our religion. There are many more groups out there-larger groups-awaiting the time for their sigil to be activated. You are the only one that holds that power,” Ben said, poking my hairy chest.

I smiled, pushing myself deeper against the amazing love of my life, the sigil on my back glowing brighter and brighter as my brain melted with the fantasy of growing even bigger.

 

Part 2

The next few hours were some of the best of my life. Most of it was a blur. Everyone in the cave enjoyed their changes to the furthest degree that they could. I wasn’t even sure how many times I had cum by the time the rays of sunlight that pierced into the cave started to disappear. All of us had practically collapsed in a heap, an entanglement of muscle, cock, and my thick, white seed. 

My size still heavily outclassed every member of the cult around me. I was presently sitting at a whopping 15 feet tall, 10,000-pound frame, with a soft cock that would touch the ground if it wasn’t for my yoga-sized balls, which swung like church bells near my knees. 

I pulled Ben in closely as the sounds of snoring began to echo off of the cave walls. I swore that I could still feel the touch of everyone’s hands touching me. Praising me. Describing how muscular I was. How hung I was. How much I was going to grow. I felt a shiver of erotic pleasure run back through my cock, which gave a sudden throb near my wonderful boyfriend’s hand. His gaze lifted up, our eyes locking as he gave me a passionate smile.

“I knew you were perfect, Mike.” With that, he pushed his head against the underside of my chest, which hung off of my body by multiple feet. I felt my heart grow bigger as my right arm attempted to find its way across his shoulders. Ben had grown a lot today as well, and he most certainly was way beyond the realm of human sizes. We both were. I laughed as I felt my biceps pushed into his head long before I could get my forearm around his neck. 

“Fuck, Ben. This all feels so surreal. It all feels so... good,” I whispered the last word as I flexed my chest, watching it push out a few more inches in a momentary response. I relaxed, allowing the cool breeze to flow over me from the mouth of the cave. All that lit the cavern now was a few spare flames from various candles, and the soft, purple glow from the rune on the floor. I had maxed out the ultimate possible size that this sigil had to offer. My brain began to reflect on what Ben had mentioned earlier.

“You know, the foundation we have here is from only one branch of our religion. There are many more groups out there—larger groups—awaiting the time for their sigil to be activated. You are the only one that holds that power.”

I shifted with excitement, my own muscles feeling like pillows against the floor. You would think that a night’s sleep on the ground would be uncomfortable, but at this size, there was so much cushion that I almost didn’t even need a pillow! My traps, chest, and back were each large enough to easily support me, with room to spare. The thought of being even bigger, however, appealed heavily to me. I broke the silence with a statement.

“Ben, in the morning I want you to take me to the biggest branch. I don’t care what it takes. I want to grow even bigger,” I said enthusiastically. Uttering those words felt… right. Like it was always meant to be. I felt my dick crawl along the cave floor a few more inches as it started to push into a semi. Ben smiled, taking a deep breath as he closed his eyes. 

“Best we get a good sleep then, stud,” he chimed, before giving my cockhead a firm squeeze. In response, a small puddle of precum started to leak out of my slit once again. I grumbled happily, before beginning to work on my monster, now far too horny to be able to sleep. 

 

Part 3

As we packed up and journeyed our way out of the cave the next morning, a thought crossed my mind. Just 24 hours ago I was self-conscious about how small I was, and I had to be convinced to go to the gym by those that I loved. Now here I was, outclassing the largest men on Earth by nearly 20x the weight, and only wanting more. I chuckled as we began to descend the hill that the cave stood against. It was odd to be able to give context to the region, seeing as I was so disoriented not long ago. We were surprisingly not far off of a hiking trail, which sat only a few miles from the city. If any civilians had ever stumbled their way into the cave in the past, they would find nothing, seeing as the magical importance of the place could only be activated by the prophesied one, me. 

Walking was not going to be a suitable option. Our final destination was hours away. Seeing as I was now 15 feet tall, no cars would hope to fit me any longer either. That left only one option. Public transportation. It would be tough to figure out, but it would be worth it for the reward. 

Myself, Ben, and the rest of my followers were officially going to the largest rune in the country. With a little luck, we would be there by mid-afternoon. Its location was a few cities away, at a forested mansion along the city. Every one of us was prepared for what was to come. The rational part of me was nervous. What would people say when they saw my size? I was nearly as wide as I was tall! No clothes would certainly hope to fit. Hell, even a king-sized comforter would look like a cape on me. What about Ben’s size? He was only about half of my muscular size, but still was three quarters of my actual height. The rest of the cult could fit in, with their musculature that resembled amateur bodybuilders. Would we even fit in any form of transportation?

That and a million other questions spilled out of my mind as we got closer and closer to being in the public eye. Even walking felt like an entirely new experience. I had to swing each leg around the other in order for my thighs not to clash in the middle. The constant feeling of my cock slapping back and forth on them did not help either, nor did my balls, as they seemingly constantly refilled with more cum. I could physically hear the soft sound of liquid sloshing in them with every footstep I took.

On the other hand, part of me could care less what anyone thought. I was the biggest, the best, and clearly not stopping anytime soon. I was a statue of virility and masculinity. Seeing as the prophecy is true, I would only become larger, so I’d have to get used to being in the public eye anyways, right? 

After about an hour of walking, we finally made it to the final, very public stretch of road that led up to the train platform. For the most part, we had done pretty well at sticking to the trees and using nature paths to get to where we needed, but we were no longer near the edge of the city, and as we approached the tree line, we knew what needed to be done. Ahead of us was about a half mile of shops, streets, and restaurants that customers would peruse before or after departing on their trains. If we had a car, it would have been simpler and faster to go around and follow the road, but at my size, we would need to take the shortcut through the middle in order to save time in the public eye. 

I could feel my cock twitching as we walked out. It had been close to three hours since my followers had taken care of my load, and I wasn’t sure how much longer I could manage without. Even not speaking, it was like Ben could hear my thoughts.

“Tell you what, Mike. If you can make it to the next rune without cumming, I’ll make sure you get to fuck me like you never have before. What do ya say, big guy?” he teased, slapping one of my pecs. My entire body tensed up as a mix between a yell and a moan escaped my lips. My cock lurched as I willed my mind for it to stay soft. The sound of the slap caught some people’s attention as we walked down the narrow street. 

What they saw must have been the sort of stuff that starts religions. Walking down the straightaway were two men, each 2 to 3 times the height of normal humans, with thousands of pounds of muscle and multiple feet of cock spilling from their groins. Walking alongside them were 5 athletes with skin-tight clothing and large bulges to match, almost surrounding us in a protective formation. I could hear the comments already as my footsteps started to rumble down the center.

“How the fuck is he so big?”

“Can he even move with muscles that large?”

“Is that his cock while soft?!”

My heart rate picked up in speed as I tried to stare straight ahead. Every pair of eyes was locked on me. My muscles. My sweaty, overgrown, throbbing muscles. My package. My big, lengthening cock. I saw fingers pointing. Muffled words. Shocked expressions…

Every few steps my feet would crack the bricks underneath me. I swear that you could hear the bassy reverberations of every footstep in a radius of multiple feet. My overexaggerated chest blocked out the lower 1/3rd of my vision, giving me temporary relief and privacy with every person that I continued past. My shoulders were so broad that the strip of the shopping district was nearly too small! My triceps nearly brushed the canopies and awnings that hung overhead. People needed to back away into stores or alleyways just so I could walk past. Ben stood right behind, echoing words of affirmation into my ears. 

“See? They love you. You’re a god to them, and you’re only going to keep growing,” he coaxed. My breath shuddered as my cock started to angle out further in front of me. If it got fully hard, it would cause even more of a scene.

And that’s when I saw it. The train! It had just pulled up to the station. I felt my pace quicken slightly as our entire group made our way to the platform. No one dared to call authorities, or anyone, for that matter, for fear of being singled out by the titans before them. I actually started to enjoy the hundreds of pairs of eyes that settled on my frame as we made the walk. This would be the smallest they would ever see me again. 

As I approached the train, my brain started to realize that this would be more difficult than I had thought. The doors were tiny! Each train car had a single door that was about 4 feet wide and 7 feet tall! I was 10 feet wide and 15 feet tall. This would never work! Before I could open my mouth, Ben interrupted me, once again reading my mind. 

“Before you freak out—the final train car has a handicapped entrance that is much more suited to you and I. Shall we?” He offered me his hand once more. 

“Of course. You really did think of everything,” I mused in awe. 

“Ah—ah—ah,” he said, lifting a finger. I watched as his beautiful biceps curled to sizes larger than volleyballs. “We thought of everything.” He gestured around us to my fit followers, who couldn’t keep their hands from touching my own form here and there. 

“Right. That’s what I meant,” I corrected myself. Now that we were on the train platform, there was ample amount of space to move. I could feel phone cameras being pointed in our direction. Hell, even the security camera turned with us as we walked past it. My eyeline was parallel with it, after all. I could only wonder what the security guard in the booth nearby was thinking.

As we approached the train doors, my cock was steadily leaking precum. All of the comments and attention were really beginning to get to me. Fortunately, just as Ben said, this train was much more equipped for me. The conductor stepped to the side, speechless as he watched the cult pile on board, followed by Ben, and eventually by myself. These doors were much larger. I estimated the width to be about 9 feet, and about the same in height. Seeing as I could nearly see over the train, I fell to my knees. The pavement cracked all around me as I shimmied my way inside. 

My forearms, biceps, triceps, shoulders, and traps all creaked along the outside of the door-frame as my knees struggled to push all of my mass inside. My dick grinded along the cold metal floor as I did so, only being further lubricated by the ample amount of pre that wanted to escape me. After about a minute, I was finally inside! I sat on all fours as my body nearly pressed against the rest of the tube of the train. I angled myself so my sensitive phallus would have a bit more room as I got progressively more aroused.

I felt my heart skip a beat as the doors closed and the train began to move. We did it! The train car groaned a bit more under the added weight, but overall, it was considered a major success. Not a single person was in our region, either. Now able to relax, my brain was beginning to really start reminding me of just how horny I was. 

I felt my shoulders tense up as another large glob of precum spilled onto the floor. Easily the largest yet. The feeling of my balls pulling on my core like anvils was a continuous reminder of how full they were, and my followers could hardly keep their hands off of their king! I kept catching them adjusting their bulges, if not stroking altogether. I felt a few licks here, a kiss there, and an endless barrage of sexy comments that talked about how big I was.

I let out a few deep, burly grunts as I focused on the reward I would get for lasting until we made it. The most amazing sex with Ben. The extra powerful growth. Fulfilling the prophecy to the degree that it was meant to be fulfilled. As images of what I would become started to swirl in my mind, I decided that I would last just a little bit longer. I had no doubt in my mind that I was going to become the next god. 

 

Part 4

Unexpectedly, the rest of the ride went off without a hitch. It took almost 2 hours, and in that time, the entirety of the floor became absolutely coated in my seed. All that mattered was that we made it to our destination. Getting off the train was almost more difficult than getting onto it, seeing as I was completely flipped around. My body felt like it was trying to navigate similar to a gigantic bag of balloons in a car. Everything felt awkward and forced, but incredibly erotic at the same time.

The process of leaving this new area was just about as public as when we arrived at the last one, except this time, my cock was almost completely hard. After more than 5 hours of no relief, a dull aching sensation had built up in the base of my balls. It felt like even the smallest sensations could put me at risk of blowing up. Precum ran from it like a faucet, almost constantly dribbling on the floor as we made the final trek. I had to force myself to stop mindlessly stroking it many times, but even when I tried to walk normally, the constant back and forth of my body caused it to glide across my pecs and crash into my biceps. I couldn’t do this much longer. 

The train station was located on the edge of the city, just nearby the forest where the mansion stood. Coincidentally, we only had to walk about two miles. 

The afternoon sun pierced through the sky, illuminating the monstrous shadow that stood before me. It was odd seeing such bulk following me at all times. Part of me expected to keep waking up, but I knew that this was reality. Occasionally I was able to catch myself in the reflection of a window or mirror, but every part of me was so over exaggerated that I couldn’t see anywhere near the full extent of me in its image. The only people who truly knew what I looked like was everyone but me. If Ben was any indicator, then I must truly be gigantic. 

After a while of walking, everyone suddenly stopped. 

“Here we are, Mike. The largest rune in the country,” My boyfriend said with wonder, filling his deep voice. I watched his back muscles twitch and flex as he gestured to the property ahead of us. My eyes followed his arm, before settling on the house. I wouldn’t even call it a house. It was definitely more of a manor. An estate, almost. It sat three stories tall and close to 150 feet wide. Countless windows coated the exterior. A large, luscious lawn spilled out from the driveway, extending all the way from the house to the gate that we stood before. I found myself astonished. Was this really it? Was the prophecy about to be fulfilled even further? 

“You ready to grow, hon? I certainly can’t wait,” Mike cooed, walking around me. With that last sentence, he ran a hand along my shaft as he walked, before squeezing my pecs, stroking my back, and then doing the same in reverse order as he worked his way in front of me once again. An immense pressure shot through me as I had to will everything in my body to not cum in that very instant. Everything about Ben was putting me over the edge, and seeing how bloated he was with his own musclebound stature was even hotter! I could feel my muscles flexing and contorting as I shook with euphoria. Almost... there!

The gate swung open automatically as we made our way towards the monstrous mansion doors. Each stood nearly 20 feet tall and 15 feet wide, allowing me to easily pass through them into the interior. Instantly, I knew this place was different.

Statues of hyper-muscled beings with enormous cocks lined the walls, holding it up, along with ancient text that I couldn’t decipher. That same design was imprinted in the ground of the cave. The floor itself was made out of some sort of rock, perhaps marble or granite, which spilled beautifully into dark wooden pillars that spiraled up towards the 30 foot roof. Everything was carved, crowned, or designed in some way, even down to the chandeliers that hung from the ceiling. Not a single noise could be heard throughout the place aside from us, but the older aesthetic and warm lighting helped it to feel welcoming and cozy.

I was under the impression that this place was multiple stories tall, but the main area had no floors! It just went up and up until the ceiling! A balcony wrapped around a large portion of the room, overlooking the main square that we sat in presently. An intricate design snaked its way through the entirety of the granite flooring with a flow that I couldn’t discern. 

“Wow… this is it!” Ben exclaimed. His deepened voice echoed through the massive room as it bounced off of all the hard surfaces. A glint of glee shined in his eyes as he slowly took all of it in. 

“I’ve read stories…” He paused, before continuing. “I’ve studied, praised, and searched for almost a decade to find ‘the one’. This religion has been looking for ‘the one’ for thousands of years. All of us…” His voice trailed off as the sound of many footsteps started to sound from everywhere. I looked up as the empty building suddenly felt very full as nearly 100 followers surrounded us. The place was not, in fact, empty.

Many overlooked the balcony, or stood and watched in a circle surrounding us. Each and every one of them wore a black cloak that held an indistinguishable amount of muscle underneath. I knew exactly what this meant. It was time to perform the ritual. The ritual that would change everything. 

The rest of my followers from the initial crew rounded up with the rest of our religion around us as Ben and I stood in the middle, taking in the view. They all stood silently in incredulous awe as they took in the living proof that their religion meant something. That it was all worth it from the very beginning. It was real. 

“It’s time to fulfill your duty. Are you ready?” Ben cheered with excitement.

Without hesitation, I responded.

“Yes.” 

With that sentence, I heard the ceremony begin. 

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Peoplechange 2: The Client by BRK When a man with a reality-changing gift makes a living creating beautiful men, the real rush comes from the ones who want even more. 2,759 words Added Dec 2023 3,169 views 5.0 stars (3 votes) •Always Hard•Cock Growth•Huge Cock•Muscle Growth•Public Nudity•Transformation•Getting Taller•Retcon •M/M

Axel breaks his record by MegaMaker Axel likes to get his growth fix with hot guys he can find, but this time his catch gives him his best fix ever and Axel decides to keep him. 7,620 words Added Apr 2024 4,948 views 5.0 stars (5 votes) •Always Hard•Cock Growth•Huge Balls•Ball Growth•Huge Cock•Hyper Cock•Always Cumming•Hyper Cum•Public Orgasm•Hyper Muscle•Pec Fucking•Hyper Strength•Immobility•Muscle Growth•Muscle/Strength•Muscle Worship•Always Shirtless•Public Nudity•Voluptuous Men•Butt Growth•Increased Libido•Gradual Change•Voice Deepening•Getting Taller•Giants•Forced Growth•Plausible Size Difference•Size Increase•Lycra/Spandex•Shapeshifting •M/M

The blue pumpkin by BRK Dominic is sure his blue pumpkin jack-o’-lantern will be a hit. What he doesn’t know is what will be brought forth when he lights the candle within… 6 parts 8,774 words Added Oct 2020 11k views 5.0 stars (20 votes) •Always Hard•Cock Growth•Huge Cock•Hyper Cock•Hyper Cum•Multiarm•Multilimb•Multitongue•Replication•Muscle Growth•Muscle/Strength•Stretchy•Getting Taller•Mouthcock•Incest•Twins•Selfcest•Merging•Supernatural•Halloween•Complete •M/M•M/M/M•M/M/M/...

One hot summer by BRK Brandon and Eddie enjoy working for their pot-loving boss, Mike, at the pizza place near campus and are bummed they can’t stick around for the summer, too. Mike offers them a possible solution, though he doesn’t let them in on all his plans for the coming summer. 54 parts 119k words (#17) Added Jun 2019 Updated 25 Jun 2022 73k views 4.9 stars (54 votes) •Always Hard•Cock Growth•Huge Cock•Self-suck•Replication•Other Mental Changes•Muscle Growth•Muscle/Strength•Always Shirtless•Increased Libido•Gradual Change•Voice Deepening•Getting Taller•Giants•Plausible Size Difference•Size Decrease•Size Increase•Hair Growth/Getting Hairy•Incest•Brothers•Twins•Selfcest•Nonconsensual change•Body Swap•Shared Body•Fourth of July•Gay Pride•Complete•Cannabis •M•M/M•M/M/M•M/M/M/...

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