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"writing": "[b][u][center]Perks of the Iron Stallion\nKink-Tober 2: Cock Growth\nFor AkimitsuSevecan\nBy Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nStanding outside the Iron Stallion gym, Lykus smiled. The white and black wolf’s tail wagged back and forth so hard that passersby had to swerve around him to avoid getting swept up in the maelstrom of fur and happiness as he all but clapped his hands in glee. \n\n“Finally found you…”\n\nHis muzzle split in a grin so wide that some people walking by stopped and stared with wide eyes. Probably because most wolves weren’t supposed to grin like that; he probably showed more teeth than others. He barely noticed. All his attention was reserved for the neon lights over the door. \n\nAside from the name of the gym, there were absolutely [i]massive[/i] cocks on either side of it, flared and sporting medial rings as all proper horse cocks should. The gym’s name was bracketed by huge, leathery-looking balls, too, sagging down, down, down until they almost touched the sides of the double-doors. Shamelessly lit in bright purple neon, the signs pulsed and seemed to throb as they went from small to moderate to large, flashing through different stages of size and growth again and again. \n\nThe absolute ownership of their kink was exactly what Lykus was looking for in a gym. He chuckled, rolling his sleeves and brushing the fur back from his face, almost like someone getting ready for an interview. \n\n[i]You’re good to do this solo?[/i]\n\n“Oh, yeah, no worries. As long as you don’t mind coming back to me being bigger than you for a change, hehehehe.”\n\n[i]Never gonna happen.[/i]\n\n“We’ll see. They got a reputation, you know.”\n\n[i]And I’m an incubus. I’ll always be bigger.[/i]\n\n“Heh, let’s find out. Anyway, you go have fun; see you in a couple hours.”\n\nThere was the usual shimmer-squelch feeling, almost like someone pulling out after a fun time. A much-taller red wolf stepped out of him – much to the surprise of the pedestrians around him – and walked off, leaving Lykus on his own. \n\n“What the…”\n\n“How…”\n\n“Was that a demon? I thought – nope, nope, not getting involved…”\n\nAs usual, displays of magic didn’t make an impression for long. One of the reasons that Lykus liked living in Docetri: magic was part and parcel to the daily lives of everyone else, so there was no huge reaction or calls for crazy people to try and take care of it. Sure, there were some magics that were a little…less acceptable – demonic ones, for example – but they weren’t illegal, by any means. \n\nShrugging off those thoughts, Lykus strutted up to the automatic doors and stepped inside. The familiar smell of musky males deep in a workout hit him as soon as he did, and he stood up a little taller, a little straighter, and smiled. \n\n“Mmmmm, just like home…”\n\nThe lobby of the gym was different to the others he’d been to. Usually, there was a front room, then a big wall between it and the locker rooms, and the gym would be on the other side of that.\n\nNot here. Instead, the whole stretch of the Iron Stallion stretched out behind the front desk, and the locker rooms were shoved off to the sides with doors leading into them and keeping them out of the way. Even from the front door, he could see naked and near-naked men pumping iron, squatting down with bars over their shoulders, laying on benches and pushing big metal sticks in the air, and – \n\n“Mmmmmm, heeeeello.”\n\nLykus grinned, licking his lips as he watched a gray wolf leaning back on one of the exercise benches. The canine had his legs spread, his cock in the hands of a rabbit employee. There was no bench press, no dumbbell work, nothing like the kind of work that’d be done in a normal gym. \n\nInstead, the wolf had his legs spread and was slowly thrusting up against the rabbit’s grip, all while the rabbit teased and squeezed and [i]stretched[/i] the dog’s cock, one hand going down and the other going toward the tip. Every time that the rabbit pulled his hands apart, the wolf would yip, moan, or shiver, and Lykus grinned as he watched the knotted shaft get pulled further and further out. \n\n[i]Mmmmph…and the rabbit’s not doing bad, either.[/i]\n\nConsidering the rabbit was squatting down with his legs spread to be at the right height to work on the wolf’s cock, Lykus could see everything down there. Tight blue and green lycra stretched around a package that would have been hefty on an elephant, still soft, still just a rounded bulge, but fucking hot as it swayed with every move the rabbit made. \n\n“Hehehe, looks like they practice what they preach here,” Lykus muttered. \n\n“Heh, you’d be right about that,” a new voice said from behind. “So, you here to join or eye-fuck, kid?”\n\nTurning on his heel, Lykus found himself staring at a very broad chest. He slowly tilted his head back, looking up between a pair of pecs, then at a long horse’s face before he finally found the other man’s eyes. Well, eye; the other was hidden behind a long stretch of black mane. \n\n“Heeeeeello there,” Lykus said, his eyes darting back down – \n\n“Ah, ah.” \n\nThe Shire horse grabbed him by the chin before his eyes could go down to the other man’s groin and get a good look at what the horse was packing, more the pity. He grumbled as he was made to look the big equine in the eyes but got over it quickly enough. By the time the horse led him to the front desk between them and the rest of the gym, he was smiling again, though that might have been the sheer number of dicks just on the other side of the big stallion. \n\n“Less eye-fucking and more talking, kid,” the horse said. “I’m Elton, and this is my gym. You here to stare or here to work?”\n\n“Oh. Heh. [i]Definitely[/i] work.”\n\n“Work-out or just work?”\n\n“Uhhhhhh, both? I got a lot of cock-sucking experience. And cock jerking. And cock handling in general.”\n\n“You know anything about anatomy and muscle-building?”\n\n“…Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…”\n\n“Thought so,” Elton said, snorting with a chuckle. “We might be a buncha pervs here, but we’re still a gym. You wanna work here, you gotta know how to build muscle. And not with all the magic cheats, either; you gotta know how to do it organically.”\n\nThe Shire horse flexed and Lykus took full advantage of the moment. The big guy was a head and a half taller than him, leaving the wolf basically at mid-pec level, and the horse was so broad that the wolf probably could have cloned himself, set the two of them side by side, and juuuust about reached the same breadth as the other male. He had a thick pair of shoulders, pecs that were on the verge of tearing his shirt off, and a pair of shorts that were stretched to the nth degree and holding on for dear life. \n\nHis mouth watered as he looked at the bulge at the front, too. Big sheath, but also a fair bit of heft to it even while soft. Big balls that were just on the verge of sliding out through the leg-holes, too, and just begging for a mouth to make them feel good. A single breath brought the heavy smell of a barn and its stud to his nose, and he groaned as he imagined sliding under that desk and – \n\n“Hey, hey, kid.”\n\nClick click. Lykus blinked, shaking his head. \n\n“Wow. This place is something else,” he muttered. “I usually don’t get hit that hard with all these fantasies.”\n\n“Yeah, I get that. We’re more obvious than most,” Elton admitted. “Look. Can’t hire you as a worker without you knowing your shit. But you want a membership anyway?”\n\n“Uh…do I still get the kinky stuff?”\n\n“Hell yeah, you do. Whatcha packing?”\n\n“Twenty.”\n\n“Centimeters?”\n\n“No way. Inches.”\n\nThe stallion raised an eyebrow, then looked down. Lykus just smirked, thumbing the waistband of his pants. \n\n“Oh, I got it, don’t you worry about it.”\n\n“…Heh, we’ll see. All new gym members need to be measured, anyway. Come on. We’ll go back to my office and talk it through.”\n\nElton waved for him to follow, and Lykus happily did. \n\nThe big guy’s office was just past the locker rooms. Elton held the glass door open, the grunting of two males – one rat and one Doberman – cutting off as the door shut behind them. Lykus looked over his shoulder, imagining the two going through their squatting exercises as their cocks kept throbbing –\n\n“Okay, before we start measuring, quick check. You want the muscle, the cock growth, or the horse-cock package?” Elton asked. \n\n“Horse-cock. Always horse-cock.”\n\n“Heh, that’s expensive.”\n\n“I’m good for it.”\n\n“Cash-good?”\n\n“Wellllll, I’d like mouth-good, but I can do cash.”\n\n“Heh, good; I got enough sluts running around begging for freebies,” Elton muttered, rooting through his desk. “Alright. Basic details –”\n\n“When can I start?”\n\n“When I get through all the legal stuff, kid. You can hold all your horses in a minute; we gotta get through this stuff first to cover both our asses.”\n\n“Fiiiiiiine.”\n\nLykus pulled his thoughts away from the naked guys in the gym – and the other thoughts about getting Elton naked – and even went so far as to step away from the door and all the cock-scents that hung around it. Rubbing his nose until it was free of all the kinky, sexy smells, the black and white wolf leaned against the desk as the Shire horse went through the terms and conditions. \n\n“Thirty bucks a month. You agree to go along with what your trainer tells you to do, drink your protein shakes, do your home jerk-offs as well as the stuff in the gym. You follow what the trainer says, we guarantee that you get at least twelve more inches on your dick, plus a flare and medial ring. Balls going to be bigger by the end of the month, but sheath and extra leatheriness down there takes longer.”\n\n“And, uh, am I going to smell like a horse?”\n\n“If you keep to it for two or three months. The whole smell-changing thing takes longer.”\n\n“Maaaaaaan.”\n\n“Hey, you want a Body-magic shift, you go to one of the parlors down the street. You want this to be more ‘real,’ kid…you do it our way.” Elton smirked, crossing his arms. “Choice is yours, but you know that it’s going to hit harder if it’s something you earned instead of something you just magicked onto yourself.”\n\n“…True.”\n\nLykus leaned over the table, looking at the contract. Looked simple enough, but he could feel the bit of magic that lingered on it. Again, Docetri, magic, everywhere. It didn’t have the whole binding issue that some of the big-bad-corporate contracts did, but there was definitely something there, something that tied effort into the transformation. \n\nThat was fine. He was good with that. \n\nHe held out his hand for a pen and got one. As soon as he signed his name, Elton whipped the contract away and pulled a roll of measuring tape from his pocket. \n\n“Alright, now we get to the fun part. Drop ‘em and show me what you got.”\n\n“With pleasure!”\n\nGrinning from ear to ear, the wolf yanked his pants down to his ankles. He put his hands behind his head and thrust his hips forward, his cock pushing from his sheath with little more than a thought. The sucking, squelching feeling of his shaft sliding out was as hot as ever, and he shamelessly let out a quiet moan as he rolled his hips forward again and again, encouraging it to keep growing. \n\n“Mmmmm, yeah, how’s that looking? Nice and big, right?”\n\n“Heh, well, kid, you’re definitely coming in bigger than most of my clients.”\n\nAs Elton waved him over to the side of his desk, Lykus kept thinking kinky thoughts. Demon dong in his face, dragon dick rubbing along his cheek, big balls resting on his muzzle: anything and everything that involved playing with a big dick and making it leak for him. He was a simple wolf, really; he loved making dicks big, hard, and drippy, and doing it for his friends was always enough to do the same to him. \n\nWith each new thought, a few more inches spilled out of his sheath. Ten, twelve, fourteen came free quickly, bringing with them a little smattering of sheath slime. His shaft bobbed up and down as he leaned against the desk, rolling his hips against it, grinding his cock into the open air. The tapered tip pushed further and further across the desk, already shiny from pre-cum as he thought of a certain dragon and what he’d be doing later. \n\n“That all of it?”\n\n“Mmm, getting there…”\n\nLykus huffed as he pushed himself against the desk and rolled his hips upward a bit. The fuzzy tube around his dick rolled down then – \n\nPOP!\n\nThe knot at the base, already swelling a bit, pushed free. He sighed in relief, shaking his head as it firmed up outside of his sheath. The rest of his cock continued to swell, thicken, drip a little bit, but it was mostly done. \n\n“Okay, [i]that’s[/i] all of it.”\n\n“Heh, well, kid, looks like you might actually have twenty inches to your name already. Let’s just do a quick measurement to double-check, though.”\n\nAlways happy to have some focus on his dick, Lykus leaned forward so his cock could be flattened against the top of the desk. Elton pressed the metal tip of the tape measure against the base of the wolf’s knot, nudging it so that it ‘hooked’ gently around the bulge, and then ran the rest of the tape alongside the shaft. \n\n“Eighteen, nineteen…”\n\nLykus grinned as he watched the numbers go up alongside his shaft. There was nothing like the sight of double-digits climbing higher when one measured their cock. Knowing that it was big was hot; knowing that it was bigger than most people was even hotter, particularly since he didn’t actually use it on others very much. \n\n“And twenty…and a third,” Elton said, nodding to himself before rolling the tape measure up again. “Gotta say, that’s probably the biggest wolf cock I’ve seen come through the doors before. You do anything before coming here?”\n\n“Nope!”\n\n“All natural?”\n\n“Wellllllll, mostly. But all permanent.”\n\n“Heh, well, that’s fair; hard to avoid everything in this city,” Elton said, tossing the tape back into the desk. “Still, I think we can improve on that. Gonna be verging on hyper, but since you want a horse-cock anyway, can’t say that it wouldn’t fit, eh?”\n\n“Hell. Yeah.”\n\n“Love an eager client. Lemme get you a trainer and you can get started.”\n\nLykus all but vibrated in anticipation. He’d been looking forward to this ever since he found out that the Iron Stallion was a real thing.\n\nSure, there were a hundred places in the city of magic to get your dick bigger. You could walk down to the colleges and talk to a student of Body-magic and get your dick doubled, even tripled in size, and it wasn’t that much harder to find someone that could change its shape. \n\nBut there was something about an entire [i]gym[/i] that was dedicated to cock growth as much as muscle growth that just hit something in him. Working hard, working out to build up your dick, felt like the dream. He chuckled just thinking about it, his cock bobbing up and down on the desk as he imagined what kind of things he’d be – \n\n“Hey, Jude, get your butt in here!” Elton shouted out the door. “Got a new client for you to train!”\n\n“Jude, huh? What’s he – oh, I like.”\n\nJude, it turned out, was a maned wolf, one that was almost as tall as Elton and far narrower. Instead of the bulky build that the horse had, the long-legged canine looked like something that had walked out of a kinky horror movie. He loomed over Lykus but had slender limbs, looking toned and tight and pulled in rather than the broad, thickly-made horse. \n\nBut he still had that big dick between his legs. The maned wolf’s shorts – well, more of a speedo – throbbed with a barely-contained humanoid cock, one that was pulled down and tucked slightly under a heavy pair of balls. Lykus licked his lips as he imagined making it throb to life and rip through the underwear – \n\nClick, click. \n\nThe black and white wolf blinked, looking up as Jude clicked his fingers. The maned wolf chuckled. \n\n“Looks like you’re a regular cock-hound. You all sub, or you got some fire in you?”\n\n“Oh, I got plenty of fire in me…Just not enough dick.”\n\n“Heh, oh, I get that. Come on. Let’s get you to some hand workouts.”\n\n“Jelqing?”\n\n“Heh, to start.”\n\n“Get him started,” Elton said. “I want at least half a foot’s growth by the end of the day. Looking at this kid, I think that he’s got a lot to gain.”\n\n“We’ll see, boss, but thanks. Come on – what’s your name?”\n\n“Lykus,” he said, falling in line with the maned wolf. “And Jude, right?”\n\n“Yep, that’s it, dude. Come on.”\n\nThey left the office, walking by the squatters by the door. Lykus turned for a moment, caught by the sight of something wrapped around their balls as they dropped down again and again – \n\n“So, you like the big dicks, huh? You one of those that wants to ram it in, or you just like the throb?” Jude asked. \n\n“Mmm, mostly the throb. And keeping it from being hidden, heheh. Dicks ripping through clothes has to be one of the hottest things in the world.”\n\n“Hell yeah, man. Here’s to that.”\n\nJude laughed as they reached a set of benches near the rear of the gym. The maned wolf gestured for him to sit down, reaching for a bottle under the bench as he did. Lykus got comfortable, one hand on his dick – mostly around the knot – while the other idly wandered toward Jude’s pants – \n\n“Hehehe, you want to see it or suck it?” Jude asked. \n\n“Both.”\n\n“Hey, think of it as a reward for later.”\n\n“Mmmm, or I could have it now. Maybe you could be my version of a ‘hang in there’ poster?”\n\n“Heh, nice try.”\n\nLykus laughed as Jude flicked open a plastic bottle. It glorped as he squeezed it, dispensing a hefty amount of clear gel. Cocking his head to the side, he started to lean forward, nostrils flaring to sniff – \n\n“Come on, gimme a minute to spread it over my hands first,” Jude said, shaking his head. “Eager little pup.”\n\n“Heh, what can I say? I don’t get stuff like this very often.”\n\n“Well, you will now. Okay, put both your hands on the bench and squeeze tight. I want you to pay attention now, okay? Both eyes on my hands while I work your dick. See, jelqing doesn’t really work on its own, just screws you up a bit on the inside. But you get the right sort of gel to help you out, like we got here…”\n\nLykus grinned in anticipation, of course, but there was no way that he could have braced for how good it felt. As soon as those gel-covered fingers wrapped around his twenty-incher, it was like a cool shock running from his cock up his spine. He moaned, rolling his hips forward against the maned wolf’s grip, only for the frictionless tugging to start pulling at both his tip and his knot. \n\n“Mmmph…ah…ah…”\n\nIt was so good. Lykus moaned as the gel started soaking into his dick, having to grit his teeth as he hung onto the bench. Every stroke was wet, squelching, and he whimper-moaned, his feet tippy-tapping on the floor as the maned wolf stroked him up, down, up, down. \n\nAny other time, it would have been a little uncomfortable to have such a tight grip pulling on one end of his cock and pushing down on his knot. With the gel, though, it just felt…good. A stroke-twist apart, then a slow tease as the upper hand came down again. The gel smoothed the way, the fingers spreading around his knot, giving it a few teasing squeezes, then – \n\n“Mmmmph…”\n\nThen the hands came apart again, fingers twisting, hand going right to the tip and pull-tugging it back up. He huffed, rolling his head back as his tongue lolled out. \n\n“Come on, heh, you can focus through this.”\n\n“Mmmmm, not my fault you have magic hands…”\n\n“Come on, you can do it. You need to pay attention, after all.”\n\n“Mmmmmmph, fiiiiiiine.”\n\nLykus forced himself to bring his head back down, watching as Jude kept stroking, teasing, and twisting. It was so weird; he could feel every pleasurable throb going up and down his cock, but whenever the maned wolf pulled on him, it was like something went a little soft. Not much, just a little, like a bit of taffy that had been rubbed and tugged out a bit. Then, as soon as he started rubbing down again, it firmed up again. \n\nIt took four long strokes and twists before he realized that he was already one inch longer. He gasped, chuckling through his panting breaths. \n\n“Oh…mmmph…hehehe…it’s bigger…bigger already…”\n\n“Should get about four inches bigger before settling in. Might shrink down again a bit, but not much.”\n\n“Mmmmph…”\n\n“Go on. You give it a try.”\n\nJude let go and Lykus took over. As the gooey gel spread between his fingers, it became almost impossible to focus on anything else but his cock. Just feeling it between his fingers made him hornier, and as he stroked, twisted, tugged the way that the maned wolf showed him, he realized that his cock really was getting bigger. \n\n[i]Gel…gel soaks in, softens things under pressure, and lets it stretch. Once you let go and go the other way, everything hardens again. Heh. Hardens.[/i]\n\nHe kept tugging, teasing, pulling. His pre-cum soaked into everything, making him shiver and huff as he started smelling himself more than anything else. His knot felt like it was swelling, too, and the head was definitely pushing further out. Twenty-two inches now, twenty-three, twenty-four – \n\n“Okay, that’s enough for now.”\n\nJude grabbed him by the wrists and pulled his hands off to the side. Lykus groaned, a little whimper leaving him before he could stop it. \n\n“Heheh, don’t worry. You still got more growing to do. Just gotta give it a little break first. Besides.”\n\nThe maned wolf’s bulge twitched. \n\n“Don’t you want your protein shake?”\n\n“…Don’t mind if I do.”\n\n“Heh, just gimme a second…”\n\n#\n\nFive minutes later, Lykus was sipping a protein shake that was two parts cream and one part cum. He’d expected Jude to have a fair bit to offer with those huge balls, but the maned wolf’s orgasm had all but flooded the shake-cup when it came out. He still wondered how it would have felt going down his throat directly. \n\nAs he sipped on the shake, feeling a tingle from it already, Jude gestured toward the back wall of the gym. \n\n“We’ll get started on that next,” he said. “There’s some thrusting exercises that should do you a lot of good.”\n\n“So, is that like a glory-hole?”\n\n“Kinda.”\n\n“Oh ho ho. Anyone sucking on the other side?”\n\n“Heh, that’s where the ‘kinda’ comes in. There’s a hole, and you’re eventually gonna cum from it – probably – but there’s nobody on the other side. Just an exercise machine, taking the thrusts and helping you stretch that dick a bit longer to reach a liiiiiiiittle bit deeper.”\n\n“Heh…and this protein shake?” Lykus jiggled the salty cup. “This to help me get in the right headspace for it?”\n\n“Pretty much, yup. You ready, dude?”\n\nGiving the shake a glance, Lykus shrugged and tossed his head back. In three huge gulps, he downed the whole thing, though the thick mess struggled to get down his throat as he forced himself to keep swallowing. Once his neck was clear, he handed the cup back and nodded. \n\n“Yep. Let’s do it.”\n\n“That’s my dude. Come on.”\n\nThe back wall was filled with holes, ranging from something small enough for a smaller mouse’s cock to holes that elephants would struggle to fill. He imagined that the upper end was for those that were naturally well-endowed and needed some extra room as they grew. Maybe he’d reach that point, one day. \n\nFor now, though, Jude took him to one that was slightly past the mid-range. A pair of handles framed the hole itself, and as for what lay inside it – \n\n“You prefer muzzle, ass, or pussy?” the maned wolf asked. \n\n“Oh, muzzle. Every time.”\n\n“You got it, man.”\n\nNo sooner had Jude tapped a button on the wall than the pucker-like hole shifted away, sliding up and getting replaced with the end of a muzzle. Vaguely feline, he imagined, but he couldn’t quite tell. \n\n“Alright. Get that cock in there and start humping.”\n\n“So, how’s this going to keep my dick growing?” Lykus asked, grabbing hold of the handlebars. \n\n“Heh, you’ll see. Have fun.”\n\nLykus shrugged, lowering his hips until the tapered tip of his cock touched the lips. It was still so nice to feel it bigger already, considering he had to pull his hips back a bit further to properly line up, but he couldn’t wait to be even bigger. \n\nThe first thrust was easy. The inside felt lubed, slick, almost sucking him in. He rammed up to his knot, feeling the silicone muzzle resisting taking that, and sighed at the warm, almost tingling feeling on the interior. He ground against it, feeling it give against his knot, and something inside started buzzing. Vibrators? Maybe, but it felt a little bit tickly. He chuckled, starting to pull back – \n\nOnly to be stopped in his tracks. He blinked, looking down as his cock got sucked right back in. \n\n“Uh…”\n\n“Heh, there’s more gel and a bit of pull on the other side,” Jude said. “You gotta [i]work[/i] your hips to pull back with this thing.”\n\n“…Oh. Oh, that’s new…”\n\n“Think you can do it?”\n\n“Heh, well, I’m gonna try.”\n\nLykus grunted as he tried to pull his hips back. It was surprisingly difficult, but not impossible. It was almost like there was a super-enthusiastic muzzle around his cock, always sucking right back to the root, and it took him more muscle than he thought to actually drag his dick further back. Every inch backward was a struggle, leaving him huffing as the hole tightened around his shaft, sucking, licking, buzzing up and down the whole thing. \n\n“Mmmph…ah…ah…”\n\nHe had to walk himself back to keep dragging it free, using both his hip muscles and his legs to drag his cock further and further back. The shaft glistened as it came free from the muzzle, the gel and his own pre-cum soaking the whole thing – \n\n“AH!”\n\nLykus yelped as the buzzing and sucking suddenly intensified, his hips bucking forward and burying his cock up to the knot again. He groaned, leaning his head against the wall. \n\n“Oh, that’s not fair…”\n\n“Can’t make it too easy, dude,” Jude said. “Come on, you can do it. Just a little at a time.”\n\n“Mmmph…”\n\nLykus took a deep breath and kept pulling back. Little by little, he managed to get his dick out, but it was a constant tease. Every few inches, something new hit him, either more tightness in the hole or a new vibrator or something else that shocked him with raw pleasure. He huffed and puffed, his eyes rolling back in their sockets as he struggled against the urge to just ram it all back in again. \n\nBit more. Just a bit more. \n\nHalfway out, something squeezed around the head of his cock, teasing, stroking it. He moaned, clenching his fists tight around the handlebars, almost giving in and thrusting forward – \n\n“Nnnngh…gah…mmmph…”\n\nWith one last grunt, he shoved himself backward. The hole let go all of a sudden and he tumbled backward, yelping as he almost fell flat on his ass. If Jude hadn’t been there to catch him, he would have. The maned wolf chuckled, holding him by the hips. \n\n“Not bad, not bad, man. Look at your dick.”\n\n“Don’t have to tell me twice – hoooooooooly fuck.”\n\nThe tapered tip of his dick had warped already, starting to gain a ring around the tip. It wasn’t a full flare, not yet, but the tip was no longer dog-shaped. It was starting to get that cylindrical, flat-topped horse-shape. \n\nAnd more than that, his dick looked thicker. Not so round as a horse-cock yet, but definitely bigger than it had been, and…and was he even bigger already? Maybe twenty-seven inches now, another three inches bigger. \n\n“Damn…seven inches already…”\n\n“Heh, wanna try for another nine?”\n\n“Fuck yeah.”\n\n“Alright. Up and at it, pup.”\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]\n\nSummary: Lykus goes to a gym that specializes in cock growth. Time for another bit of kink-tober fun. \n\nTags: M/solo, M/M, Masturbation, Jelqing, Cock Growth, Handjob, Wall-Fucking, Gym, Official Magic, Docetri, Wolf, Maned Wolf, Horse, Horse Cock, Big Cock, Growing Cock, Hyper Cock, Kink-Tober, Lube, ",
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Perks of the Iron Stallion Kink-Tober 2: Cock Growth For AkimitsuSevecan By Draconicon
Standing outside the Iron Stallion gym, Lykus smiled. The white and black wolf’s tail wagged back and forth so hard that passersby had to swerve around him to avoid getting swept up in the maelstrom of fur and happiness as he all but clapped his hands in glee.
“Finally found you…”
His muzzle split in a grin so wide that some people walking by stopped and stared with wide eyes. Probably because most wolves weren’t supposed to grin like that; he probably showed more teeth than others. He barely noticed. All his attention was reserved for the neon lights over the door.
Aside from the name of the gym, there were absolutely massive cocks on either side of it, flared and sporting medial rings as all proper horse cocks should. The gym’s name was bracketed by huge, leathery-looking balls, too, sagging down, down, down until they almost touched the sides of the double-doors. Shamelessly lit in bright purple neon, the signs pulsed and seemed to throb as they went from small to moderate to large, flashing through different stages of size and growth again and again.
The absolute ownership of their kink was exactly what Lykus was looking for in a gym. He chuckled, rolling his sleeves and brushing the fur back from his face, almost like someone getting ready for an interview.
You’re good to do this solo?
“Oh, yeah, no worries. As long as you don’t mind coming back to me being bigger than you for a change, hehehehe.”
Never gonna happen.
“We’ll see. They got a reputation, you know.”
And I’m an incubus. I’ll always be bigger.
“Heh, let’s find out. Anyway, you go have fun; see you in a couple hours.”
There was the usual shimmer-squelch feeling, almost like someone pulling out after a fun time. A much-taller red wolf stepped out of him – much to the surprise of the pedestrians around him – and walked off, leaving Lykus on his own.
“What the…”
“How…”
“Was that a demon? I thought – nope, nope, not getting involved…”
As usual, displays of magic didn’t make an impression for long. One of the reasons that Lykus liked living in Docetri: magic was part and parcel to the daily lives of everyone else, so there was no huge reaction or calls for crazy people to try and take care of it. Sure, there were some magics that were a little…less acceptable – demonic ones, for example – but they weren’t illegal, by any means.
Shrugging off those thoughts, Lykus strutted up to the automatic doors and stepped inside. The familiar smell of musky males deep in a workout hit him as soon as he did, and he stood up a little taller, a little straighter, and smiled.
“Mmmmm, just like home…”
The lobby of the gym was different to the others he’d been to. Usually, there was a front room, then a big wall between it and the locker rooms, and the gym would be on the other side of that.
Not here. Instead, the whole stretch of the Iron Stallion stretched out behind the front desk, and the locker rooms were shoved off to the sides with doors leading into them and keeping them out of the way. Even from the front door, he could see naked and near-naked men pumping iron, squatting down with bars over their shoulders, laying on benches and pushing big metal sticks in the air, and –
“Mmmmmm, heeeeello.”
Lykus grinned, licking his lips as he watched a gray wolf leaning back on one of the exercise benches. The canine had his legs spread, his cock in the hands of a rabbit employee. There was no bench press, no dumbbell work, nothing like the kind of work that’d be done in a normal gym.
Instead, the wolf had his legs spread and was slowly thrusting up against the rabbit’s grip, all while the rabbit teased and squeezed and stretched the dog’s cock, one hand going down and the other going toward the tip. Every time that the rabbit pulled his hands apart, the wolf would yip, moan, or shiver, and Lykus grinned as he watched the knotted shaft get pulled further and further out.
Mmmmph…and the rabbit’s not doing bad, either.
Considering the rabbit was squatting down with his legs spread to be at the right height to work on the wolf’s cock, Lykus could see everything down there. Tight blue and green lycra stretched around a package that would have been hefty on an elephant, still soft, still just a rounded bulge, but fucking hot as it swayed with every move the rabbit made.
“Hehehe, looks like they practice what they preach here,” Lykus muttered.
“Heh, you’d be right about that,” a new voice said from behind. “So, you here to join or eye-fuck, kid?”
Turning on his heel, Lykus found himself staring at a very broad chest. He slowly tilted his head back, looking up between a pair of pecs, then at a long horse’s face before he finally found the other man’s eyes. Well, eye; the other was hidden behind a long stretch of black mane.
“Heeeeeello there,” Lykus said, his eyes darting back down –
“Ah, ah.”
The Shire horse grabbed him by the chin before his eyes could go down to the other man’s groin and get a good look at what the horse was packing, more the pity. He grumbled as he was made to look the big equine in the eyes but got over it quickly enough. By the time the horse led him to the front desk between them and the rest of the gym, he was smiling again, though that might have been the sheer number of dicks just on the other side of the big stallion.
“Less eye-fucking and more talking, kid,” the horse said. “I’m Elton, and this is my gym. You here to stare or here to work?”
“Oh. Heh. Definitely work.”
“Work-out or just work?”
“Uhhhhhh, both? I got a lot of cock-sucking experience. And cock jerking. And cock handling in general.”
“You know anything about anatomy and muscle-building?”
“…Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…”
“Thought so,” Elton said, snorting with a chuckle. “We might be a buncha pervs here, but we’re still a gym. You wanna work here, you gotta know how to build muscle. And not with all the magic cheats, either; you gotta know how to do it organically.”
The Shire horse flexed and Lykus took full advantage of the moment. The big guy was a head and a half taller than him, leaving the wolf basically at mid-pec level, and the horse was so broad that the wolf probably could have cloned himself, set the two of them side by side, and juuuust about reached the same breadth as the other male. He had a thick pair of shoulders, pecs that were on the verge of tearing his shirt off, and a pair of shorts that were stretched to the nth degree and holding on for dear life.
His mouth watered as he looked at the bulge at the front, too. Big sheath, but also a fair bit of heft to it even while soft. Big balls that were just on the verge of sliding out through the leg-holes, too, and just begging for a mouth to make them feel good. A single breath brought the heavy smell of a barn and its stud to his nose, and he groaned as he imagined sliding under that desk and –
“Hey, hey, kid.”
Click click. Lykus blinked, shaking his head.
“Wow. This place is something else,” he muttered. “I usually don’t get hit that hard with all these fantasies.”
“Yeah, I get that. We’re more obvious than most,” Elton admitted. “Look. Can’t hire you as a worker without you knowing your shit. But you want a membership anyway?”
“Uh…do I still get the kinky stuff?”
“Hell yeah, you do. Whatcha packing?”
“Twenty.”
“Centimeters?”
“No way. Inches.”
The stallion raised an eyebrow, then looked down. Lykus just smirked, thumbing the waistband of his pants.
“Oh, I got it, don’t you worry about it.”
“…Heh, we’ll see. All new gym members need to be measured, anyway. Come on. We’ll go back to my office and talk it through.”
Elton waved for him to follow, and Lykus happily did.
The big guy’s office was just past the locker rooms. Elton held the glass door open, the grunting of two males – one rat and one Doberman – cutting off as the door shut behind them. Lykus looked over his shoulder, imagining the two going through their squatting exercises as their cocks kept throbbing –
“Okay, before we start measuring, quick check. You want the muscle, the cock growth, or the horse-cock package?” Elton asked.
“Horse-cock. Always horse-cock.”
“Heh, that’s expensive.”
“I’m good for it.”
“Cash-good?”
“Wellllll, I’d like mouth-good, but I can do cash.”
“Heh, good; I got enough sluts running around begging for freebies,” Elton muttered, rooting through his desk. “Alright. Basic details –”
“When can I start?”
“When I get through all the legal stuff, kid. You can hold all your horses in a minute; we gotta get through this stuff first to cover both our asses.”
“Fiiiiiiine.”
Lykus pulled his thoughts away from the naked guys in the gym – and the other thoughts about getting Elton naked – and even went so far as to step away from the door and all the cock-scents that hung around it. Rubbing his nose until it was free of all the kinky, sexy smells, the black and white wolf leaned against the desk as the Shire horse went through the terms and conditions.
“Thirty bucks a month. You agree to go along with what your trainer tells you to do, drink your protein shakes, do your home jerk-offs as well as the stuff in the gym. You follow what the trainer says, we guarantee that you get at least twelve more inches on your dick, plus a flare and medial ring. Balls going to be bigger by the end of the month, but sheath and extra leatheriness down there takes longer.”
“And, uh, am I going to smell like a horse?”
“If you keep to it for two or three months. The whole smell-changing thing takes longer.”
“Maaaaaaan.”
“Hey, you want a Body-magic shift, you go to one of the parlors down the street. You want this to be more ‘real,’ kid…you do it our way.” Elton smirked, crossing his arms. “Choice is yours, but you know that it’s going to hit harder if it’s something you earned instead of something you just magicked onto yourself.”
“…True.”
Lykus leaned over the table, looking at the contract. Looked simple enough, but he could feel the bit of magic that lingered on it. Again, Docetri, magic, everywhere. It didn’t have the whole binding issue that some of the big-bad-corporate contracts did, but there was definitely something there, something that tied effort into the transformation.
That was fine. He was good with that.
He held out his hand for a pen and got one. As soon as he signed his name, Elton whipped the contract away and pulled a roll of measuring tape from his pocket.
“Alright, now we get to the fun part. Drop ‘em and show me what you got.”
“With pleasure!”
Grinning from ear to ear, the wolf yanked his pants down to his ankles. He put his hands behind his head and thrust his hips forward, his cock pushing from his sheath with little more than a thought. The sucking, squelching feeling of his shaft sliding out was as hot as ever, and he shamelessly let out a quiet moan as he rolled his hips forward again and again, encouraging it to keep growing.
“Mmmmm, yeah, how’s that looking? Nice and big, right?”
“Heh, well, kid, you’re definitely coming in bigger than most of my clients.”
As Elton waved him over to the side of his desk, Lykus kept thinking kinky thoughts. Demon dong in his face, dragon dick rubbing along his cheek, big balls resting on his muzzle: anything and everything that involved playing with a big dick and making it leak for him. He was a simple wolf, really; he loved making dicks big, hard, and drippy, and doing it for his friends was always enough to do the same to him.
With each new thought, a few more inches spilled out of his sheath. Ten, twelve, fourteen came free quickly, bringing with them a little smattering of sheath slime. His shaft bobbed up and down as he leaned against the desk, rolling his hips against it, grinding his cock into the open air. The tapered tip pushed further and further across the desk, already shiny from pre-cum as he thought of a certain dragon and what he’d be doing later.
“That all of it?”
“Mmm, getting there…”
Lykus huffed as he pushed himself against the desk and rolled his hips upward a bit. The fuzzy tube around his dick rolled down then –
POP!
The knot at the base, already swelling a bit, pushed free. He sighed in relief, shaking his head as it firmed up outside of his sheath. The rest of his cock continued to swell, thicken, drip a little bit, but it was mostly done.
“Okay, that’s all of it.”
“Heh, well, kid, looks like you might actually have twenty inches to your name already. Let’s just do a quick measurement to double-check, though.”
Always happy to have some focus on his dick, Lykus leaned forward so his cock could be flattened against the top of the desk. Elton pressed the metal tip of the tape measure against the base of the wolf’s knot, nudging it so that it ‘hooked’ gently around the bulge, and then ran the rest of the tape alongside the shaft.
“Eighteen, nineteen…”
Lykus grinned as he watched the numbers go up alongside his shaft. There was nothing like the sight of double-digits climbing higher when one measured their cock. Knowing that it was big was hot; knowing that it was bigger than most people was even hotter, particularly since he didn’t actually use it on others very much.
“And twenty…and a third,” Elton said, nodding to himself before rolling the tape measure up again. “Gotta say, that’s probably the biggest wolf cock I’ve seen come through the doors before. You do anything before coming here?”
“Nope!”
“All natural?”
“Wellllllll, mostly. But all permanent.”
“Heh, well, that’s fair; hard to avoid everything in this city,” Elton said, tossing the tape back into the desk. “Still, I think we can improve on that. Gonna be verging on hyper, but since you want a horse-cock anyway, can’t say that it wouldn’t fit, eh?”
“Hell. Yeah.”
“Love an eager client. Lemme get you a trainer and you can get started.”
Lykus all but vibrated in anticipation. He’d been looking forward to this ever since he found out that the Iron Stallion was a real thing.
Sure, there were a hundred places in the city of magic to get your dick bigger. You could walk down to the colleges and talk to a student of Body-magic and get your dick doubled, even tripled in size, and it wasn’t that much harder to find someone that could change its shape.
But there was something about an entire gym that was dedicated to cock growth as much as muscle growth that just hit something in him. Working hard, working out to build up your dick, felt like the dream. He chuckled just thinking about it, his cock bobbing up and down on the desk as he imagined what kind of things he’d be –
“Hey, Jude, get your butt in here!” Elton shouted out the door. “Got a new client for you to train!”
“Jude, huh? What’s he – oh, I like.”
Jude, it turned out, was a maned wolf, one that was almost as tall as Elton and far narrower. Instead of the bulky build that the horse had, the long-legged canine looked like something that had walked out of a kinky horror movie. He loomed over Lykus but had slender limbs, looking toned and tight and pulled in rather than the broad, thickly-made horse.
But he still had that big dick between his legs. The maned wolf’s shorts – well, more of a speedo – throbbed with a barely-contained humanoid cock, one that was pulled down and tucked slightly under a heavy pair of balls. Lykus licked his lips as he imagined making it throb to life and rip through the underwear –
Click, click.
The black and white wolf blinked, looking up as Jude clicked his fingers. The maned wolf chuckled.
“Looks like you’re a regular cock-hound. You all sub, or you got some fire in you?”
“Oh, I got plenty of fire in me…Just not enough dick.”
“Heh, oh, I get that. Come on. Let’s get you to some hand workouts.”
“Jelqing?”
“Heh, to start.”
“Get him started,” Elton said. “I want at least half a foot’s growth by the end of the day. Looking at this kid, I think that he’s got a lot to gain.”
“We’ll see, boss, but thanks. Come on – what’s your name?”
“Lykus,” he said, falling in line with the maned wolf. “And Jude, right?”
“Yep, that’s it, dude. Come on.”
They left the office, walking by the squatters by the door. Lykus turned for a moment, caught by the sight of something wrapped around their balls as they dropped down again and again –
“So, you like the big dicks, huh? You one of those that wants to ram it in, or you just like the throb?” Jude asked.
“Mmm, mostly the throb. And keeping it from being hidden, heheh. Dicks ripping through clothes has to be one of the hottest things in the world.”
“Hell yeah, man. Here’s to that.”
Jude laughed as they reached a set of benches near the rear of the gym. The maned wolf gestured for him to sit down, reaching for a bottle under the bench as he did. Lykus got comfortable, one hand on his dick – mostly around the knot – while the other idly wandered toward Jude’s pants –
“Hehehe, you want to see it or suck it?” Jude asked.
“Both.”
“Hey, think of it as a reward for later.”
“Mmmm, or I could have it now. Maybe you could be my version of a ‘hang in there’ poster?”
“Heh, nice try.”
Lykus laughed as Jude flicked open a plastic bottle. It glorped as he squeezed it, dispensing a hefty amount of clear gel. Cocking his head to the side, he started to lean forward, nostrils flaring to sniff –
“Come on, gimme a minute to spread it over my hands first,” Jude said, shaking his head. “Eager little pup.”
“Heh, what can I say? I don’t get stuff like this very often.”
“Well, you will now. Okay, put both your hands on the bench and squeeze tight. I want you to pay attention now, okay? Both eyes on my hands while I work your dick. See, jelqing doesn’t really work on its own, just screws you up a bit on the inside. But you get the right sort of gel to help you out, like we got here…”
Lykus grinned in anticipation, of course, but there was no way that he could have braced for how good it felt. As soon as those gel-covered fingers wrapped around his twenty-incher, it was like a cool shock running from his cock up his spine. He moaned, rolling his hips forward against the maned wolf’s grip, only for the frictionless tugging to start pulling at both his tip and his knot.
“Mmmph…ah…ah…”
It was so good. Lykus moaned as the gel started soaking into his dick, having to grit his teeth as he hung onto the bench. Every stroke was wet, squelching, and he whimper-moaned, his feet tippy-tapping on the floor as the maned wolf stroked him up, down, up, down.
Any other time, it would have been a little uncomfortable to have such a tight grip pulling on one end of his cock and pushing down on his knot. With the gel, though, it just felt…good. A stroke-twist apart, then a slow tease as the upper hand came down again. The gel smoothed the way, the fingers spreading around his knot, giving it a few teasing squeezes, then –
“Mmmmph…”
Then the hands came apart again, fingers twisting, hand going right to the tip and pull-tugging it back up. He huffed, rolling his head back as his tongue lolled out.
“Come on, heh, you can focus through this.”
“Mmmmm, not my fault you have magic hands…”
“Come on, you can do it. You need to pay attention, after all.”
“Mmmmmmph, fiiiiiiine.”
Lykus forced himself to bring his head back down, watching as Jude kept stroking, teasing, and twisting. It was so weird; he could feel every pleasurable throb going up and down his cock, but whenever the maned wolf pulled on him, it was like something went a little soft. Not much, just a little, like a bit of taffy that had been rubbed and tugged out a bit. Then, as soon as he started rubbing down again, it firmed up again.
It took four long strokes and twists before he realized that he was already one inch longer. He gasped, chuckling through his panting breaths.
“Oh…mmmph…hehehe…it’s bigger…bigger already…”
“Should get about four inches bigger before settling in. Might shrink down again a bit, but not much.”
“Mmmmph…”
“Go on. You give it a try.”
Jude let go and Lykus took over. As the gooey gel spread between his fingers, it became almost impossible to focus on anything else but his cock. Just feeling it between his fingers made him hornier, and as he stroked, twisted, tugged the way that the maned wolf showed him, he realized that his cock really was getting bigger.
Gel…gel soaks in, softens things under pressure, and lets it stretch. Once you let go and go the other way, everything hardens again. Heh. Hardens.
He kept tugging, teasing, pulling. His pre-cum soaked into everything, making him shiver and huff as he started smelling himself more than anything else. His knot felt like it was swelling, too, and the head was definitely pushing further out. Twenty-two inches now, twenty-three, twenty-four –
“Okay, that’s enough for now.”
Jude grabbed him by the wrists and pulled his hands off to the side. Lykus groaned, a little whimper leaving him before he could stop it.
“Heheh, don’t worry. You still got more growing to do. Just gotta give it a little break first. Besides.”
The maned wolf’s bulge twitched.
“Don’t you want your protein shake?”
“…Don’t mind if I do.”
“Heh, just gimme a second…”
#
Five minutes later, Lykus was sipping a protein shake that was two parts cream and one part cum. He’d expected Jude to have a fair bit to offer with those huge balls, but the maned wolf’s orgasm had all but flooded the shake-cup when it came out. He still wondered how it would have felt going down his throat directly.
As he sipped on the shake, feeling a tingle from it already, Jude gestured toward the back wall of the gym.
“We’ll get started on that next,” he said. “There’s some thrusting exercises that should do you a lot of good.”
“So, is that like a glory-hole?”
“Kinda.”
“Oh ho ho. Anyone sucking on the other side?”
“Heh, that’s where the ‘kinda’ comes in. There’s a hole, and you’re eventually gonna cum from it – probably – but there’s nobody on the other side. Just an exercise machine, taking the thrusts and helping you stretch that dick a bit longer to reach a liiiiiiiittle bit deeper.”
“Heh…and this protein shake?” Lykus jiggled the salty cup. “This to help me get in the right headspace for it?”
“Pretty much, yup. You ready, dude?”
Giving the shake a glance, Lykus shrugged and tossed his head back. In three huge gulps, he downed the whole thing, though the thick mess struggled to get down his throat as he forced himself to keep swallowing. Once his neck was clear, he handed the cup back and nodded.
“Yep. Let’s do it.”
“That’s my dude. Come on.”
The back wall was filled with holes, ranging from something small enough for a smaller mouse’s cock to holes that elephants would struggle to fill. He imagined that the upper end was for those that were naturally well-endowed and needed some extra room as they grew. Maybe he’d reach that point, one day.
For now, though, Jude took him to one that was slightly past the mid-range. A pair of handles framed the hole itself, and as for what lay inside it –
“You prefer muzzle, ass, or pussy?” the maned wolf asked.
“Oh, muzzle. Every time.”
“You got it, man.”
No sooner had Jude tapped a button on the wall than the pucker-like hole shifted away, sliding up and getting replaced with the end of a muzzle. Vaguely feline, he imagined, but he couldn’t quite tell.
“Alright. Get that cock in there and start humping.”
“So, how’s this going to keep my dick growing?” Lykus asked, grabbing hold of the handlebars.
“Heh, you’ll see. Have fun.”
Lykus shrugged, lowering his hips until the tapered tip of his cock touched the lips. It was still so nice to feel it bigger already, considering he had to pull his hips back a bit further to properly line up, but he couldn’t wait to be even bigger.
The first thrust was easy. The inside felt lubed, slick, almost sucking him in. He rammed up to his knot, feeling the silicone muzzle resisting taking that, and sighed at the warm, almost tingling feeling on the interior. He ground against it, feeling it give against his knot, and something inside started buzzing. Vibrators? Maybe, but it felt a little bit tickly. He chuckled, starting to pull back –
Only to be stopped in his tracks. He blinked, looking down as his cock got sucked right back in.
“Uh…”
“Heh, there’s more gel and a bit of pull on the other side,” Jude said. “You gotta work your hips to pull back with this thing.”
“…Oh. Oh, that’s new…”
“Think you can do it?”
“Heh, well, I’m gonna try.”
Lykus grunted as he tried to pull his hips back. It was surprisingly difficult, but not impossible. It was almost like there was a super-enthusiastic muzzle around his cock, always sucking right back to the root, and it took him more muscle than he thought to actually drag his dick further back. Every inch backward was a struggle, leaving him huffing as the hole tightened around his shaft, sucking, licking, buzzing up and down the whole thing.
“Mmmph…ah…ah…”
He had to walk himself back to keep dragging it free, using both his hip muscles and his legs to drag his cock further and further back. The shaft glistened as it came free from the muzzle, the gel and his own pre-cum soaking the whole thing –
“AH!”
Lykus yelped as the buzzing and sucking suddenly intensified, his hips bucking forward and burying his cock up to the knot again. He groaned, leaning his head against the wall.
“Oh, that’s not fair…”
“Can’t make it too easy, dude,” Jude said. “Come on, you can do it. Just a little at a time.”
“Mmmph…”
Lykus took a deep breath and kept pulling back. Little by little, he managed to get his dick out, but it was a constant tease. Every few inches, something new hit him, either more tightness in the hole or a new vibrator or something else that shocked him with raw pleasure. He huffed and puffed, his eyes rolling back in their sockets as he struggled against the urge to just ram it all back in again.
Bit more. Just a bit more.
Halfway out, something squeezed around the head of his cock, teasing, stroking it. He moaned, clenching his fists tight around the handlebars, almost giving in and thrusting forward –
“Nnnngh…gah…mmmph…”
With one last grunt, he shoved himself backward. The hole let go all of a sudden and he tumbled backward, yelping as he almost fell flat on his ass. If Jude hadn’t been there to catch him, he would have. The maned wolf chuckled, holding him by the hips.
“Not bad, not bad, man. Look at your dick.”
“Don’t have to tell me twice – hoooooooooly fuck.”
The tapered tip of his dick had warped already, starting to gain a ring around the tip. It wasn’t a full flare, not yet, but the tip was no longer dog-shaped. It was starting to get that cylindrical, flat-topped horse-shape.
And more than that, his dick looked thicker. Not so round as a horse-cock yet, but definitely bigger than it had been, and…and was he even bigger already? Maybe twenty-seven inches now, another three inches bigger.
“Damn…seven inches already…”
“Heh, wanna try for another nine?”
“Fuck yeah.”
“Alright. Up and at it, pup.”
The End
Summary: Lykus goes to a gym that specializes in cock growth. Time for another bit of kink-tober fun.