Hey everyone! I haven't been able to do this in a long time but I have a new story posted to metabods! It was originally just a little horny scene that kinda just developed into a full thing, so I thought i'd show it off. So, if the idea of a unnaturally big farmer joining a ...different kind of competition sounds good to you, then go check out "Musclebull Milk-Off" HERE!
Sometimes yes, although he's... not really that successful usually. Most times they just think he's some troublemaking swimmer trying to tip their boat over, and his huge muscles can only do so much to counteract that.
Love the new art and direction your are taking it!
But the idea of a merman using a rod to catch fish is wildly humorous when you’d think they’d catch fish while in the water while swimming.
Unless the idea is he is blending in amongst humans on a fishing crew?
Oh that? He was just trying to imitate all of the fishermen he's seen, just to see if there was a reason all of them caught fish that way. He doesn't think its that good either, he'd rather swim after them himself.
So I've been learning to draw, and here's some attempts at an OC. His name is Lund and he's a redneck mermaid, spending most of his days catching fish and scaring fishermen in the lake he lives in. He also has a habit of collecting any lost hats for himself. :)
He probably isn't the best lifeguard for any daring rescues, but what he lacks in agility he makes up for in eye-candy. When he tells someone they need stay out of the water, they listen... and stare quite a bit too.
He's not wrestling competitively anymore due to being way out of the weight class for it, but he still likes to put on the college singlet while it still fits. He'd probably wrestle with you if you asked, too. Sure seems like he's... eager for it.
"You sure about this, dude? I'm just saying this bed can maybe take 5 minutes of me being on it before it breaks, and that's being generous. But if you're okay with it then I don't mind!"
He struggled to complete the pose, but not just from the amount of mass in the way. He let out a moan as he felt the familiar burn of new growth surge through him, pressing his pecs against his chin and making his titanic arms swell even further. He could feel his skin burn as it stretched to its limit, but it only gave him a rush. He knew he could get a whole lot bigger than this.
"Sorry about this darlin, I could've sworn this fair wasn't so boring and empty a few years ago, and back then the drinks didn't cost 10 fucking dollars. You wanna just go back to my place? There ain't nothing here I wanna see but you, and I'm guessing you'd have more fun with these pecs than anything else around here."
"So, you sure you don't wanna try some? I can hook you up."
"Nah man, I'm good... Is that seriously all it took to make you this big?"
"I'm telling you man, one shot and it kicked me into overdrive. I can't stop fucking growing. I can feel my muscles growing dude, even right now. Like, look at these fucking arms man, BOOM! They're bigger than your waist now! It feels so good man, fuck. Just being this big is making me horny as hell all the time. I'm pumping out like 3 loads a day and my balls still feel so full. I'm turning into a fucking freak man, I love it!"
"Naw, that's next week. I'm just coming off of the first one. Still growin' like crazy though, fuck. Here, feel my shoulder. warm, right? That's..mmhhh, that's pure muscle being built right there. Pounds of it. I can feel my skin stretching to keep up, its so... oh god it feels so good."
"And the, uh, other side effects?"
"Oh dude, I'm still horny as hell. I don't really think I stop being hard anymore. I cum and in 30 seconds its hard as steel again. I gotta wear a condom 24/7 now just to try and avoid making a mess, but I had such a big load 2 days ago that the condom popped from just one load! Crazy stuff man, I really am a fucking beast now!"
"... So do you think you could still get me a dose?"
"O-okay I didn't expect it to go this far, fuck, my skin feels so tight I--"
The rest of whatever he was about to say got cut off as he started to moan, his incredibly huge body swelling even further with thick muscle mass. Even with the distance from him you could feel the heat radiating off of him like a furnace, the air thick with the unmistakable scent of his sweat as he kept grunting and flexing. It was only as the growth momentarily slowed that he was able to form a full sentence again.
"Y'know, my muscles feel so tight right now, I bet if a cute guy were around to help massage them I'd feel a lot better."
He smirked as he talked, bringing his arms together to squeeze his pecs. they completely engulfed his chin at this point. Goddammit, he knew big pecs were my weakness. You wanted to try and say something, but you were too horny to speak, instead just wordlessly making your way over to him.
Every step closer seemed to make him bigger, and not just through perspective. You could see the man swell outward with every passing second, each little growth spurt punctuated by a deep grunt. his shorts threatened to burst with the titanic quads stretching them out, to say nothing of his rapidly hardening cock. He slipped that monster out of his shorts, the foot long dick slapping up against his abs and reaching right to the bottom of his pecs.
When you finally got within arms reach of him, you didn't know where to start. You could start with his mountainous chest, or those titanic quads, or even those freakishly large arms, each one as thick as your waist. there were just too many good options.
However, before you could decide, you felt his arms wrap around you and bring you in close for a bearhug. within moments all you could see was darkness as he shoved your head into his pecs, grinding up against you with his massive dick. All you could smell when you breathed in was his testosterone-laden musk, and all you could hear was the sound of his powerful heart along with a deep, rumbling voice.
"Sorry buddy," he panted "I just, I-uh really needed this."
As he spoke he started grinding up against you even faster, his cock soaking your entire front with gallons of pre. His growth only sped up, his forearms quickly taking up every inch of room on your back as his biceps squeezed your shoulders, even his balls swelled against your legs as he held you. You could feel he was getting close as his grinding got more erratic, the ecstasy of growing so big proving to be too much for him. His deep grunts quickly turned to whimpers as you could feel him shake, just barely keeping himself on the edge. In that moment, you pressed up against his cock a little more, and that was all it took for him to blow.
Within seconds you were hit in the face with his massive load, his cock head pointed right at the crevice of his pecs. After a couple of loads he let you go, both out of worry of drowning you and just because he started to flex again. It seemed almost involuntary as he hit a double bicep pose as he kept cumming. It lasted for 2 minutes straight, gallons of cum covering both of you and a good chunk of the room you were in, it was only when his balls were finally emptied that he came back to his senses and surveyed the damage. When he saw what he had done, he gave a sheepish grin and nervously scratched the back of his neck.
"Whoops, kinda got carried away there." He chuckled. "We, uh, should probably go get cleaned up."
He's actually quite the distinguished gentleman, he just seemed to outgrow his clothes often. No sense in having a body like that without showing it off, right?
He bought a supplement to help him with gaining some muscle along with the home gym he set up in his basement, but he never expected this. He couldn't see his feet anymore due to his chest, and the width in his shoulders made every doorway a challenge. The only clothes that fit on him now were his boxers and one of the baggiest pair of shorts he had, and those were starting to tear apart from the sheer mass they had to handle.
This wasn't even mentioning the side effects, like how his dick was over a foot long and as thick as a beer can, with aching balls as big as grapefruits hanging beneath it. His refractory period was completely wiped out too, every time he came he was already aching for more. This always ended up with him eventually spending hours in the shower, cumming over and over again until he finally was exhausted enough to think about something other than his massive muscles for a few minutes.
Oddest part was, that supplement was advertised to "maximize muscle growth" for 30 days, but he was only on day 15 and he already was a fucking monster. Did it just front load all of the muscle growth for him, or was this only half of the mass he was going to gain?
I mean yeah, sure, he was late for work but how was he supposed to pass a mirror without giving a little flex? His boss could wait a little longer. Surely he could spend 5 minutes, or 10, or maybe close to half an hour flexing and feeling his-- Listen. Mass like this took time to appreciate. You couldn't rush it. He was growing fast, but it wasn't instant or anything. There was time to see the changes. He wanted to be able to check every day, really see every ounce on mass, every extra centimeter on his arms.
Plus, with how good it felt to be this big? Feeling his shoulders and biceps fight for space, or how the scruff on his chin tickled his pecs? The tightness that every piece of clothing eventually succumbed to, shredding to pieces with a flex? The way his skin even felt tight as his muscles continued to grow, pushing his musculature past what anyone thought one man could have piled onto his frame? Those feelings needed to be savored.
When he was booked for this he was supposed to model more than just underwear, but the plans changed a bit when he showed up 200 pounds heavier than they expected. Frankly, they should just be glad he could even fit into the underwear.