Fergus Shows Off Pg 3 (Story in description)
(Part 3 Of a comic I commissioned from joeyvally about my character Fergus getting involved in a little scuffle and coming out of it quite the opposite, much to the horror of the bully who started the whole problem)
Characters: Fergus winterwind321
Philip winterwind321
Artwork: joeyvally
Fergus grunted loudly as he discarded the machoke in his hand, hoping that he had learned his lesson in all this, not really understanding where his sudden growth had come from. While he had been using quite a bit of growth based technique to solve this incident he was not used to turning this big, nor was he aware of what was happening, thinking that something from the machoke had been transferred to him by mistake, But as the muscular mon looked on from his seated position, he got to see that Fergus was in fact rising taller and taller, and his muscles were still rising like dough in a warm kitchen, much to Fergus's shock and enjoyment, practically shuddering with the pleasure from all of his scales and skin between them being tested by his muscles.
"GUhHhuhur Feeling goood" He managed to say, his murring voice echoing out, both the machoke and the electric type getting quite the show as Fergus began showing off his swelling form a little bit, even as he began to experience some problems. As he felt his head reach the point where he would be looking into a second story window without problem, easily leaving the machoke at knee height, he flexed his arms in a simple pose, feeling how hard it was getting to even curl one of his hands towards his head, both his forearm and his bicep meeting in the middle, his thick fingers curling over themselves and having a little bit of trouble, his pecs beginning to encroach on his chin, preventing him from lowering his gaze. If he had his full faculties he likely would have been able to look down to see his thighs swelling out an equal amount, each one of them looking like a couple of tree trunks at the top, each and every one of his veins pouring down as his calves swelled with power, rounding out as well.
"Mmrr… Just look at me" he called out to the machoke, wanting to show off even more. "I am turnin into the pinnacle of what you try to achieve through months at that gym" He pulled another pose, turning his chest to one side as his lats pushed up into his arms, forcing them to stick out slightly even before he curled them up to show off even more of those pulsing bags of flesh, his pecs pushing right into his jaw as he sneered, hearing the indignant and quite tiny response.
"Shut up.." came the whine from the former bully, hoping to get his power back or for the feraligatr to pop or just lose all that size he had just wound up robbing him of. Fergus for his part? Just grinned as he inched up with another grunt, feeling his nneck muscles make his head even harder to trun, looking down at how comically small his hands were becoming with a sweet grin, wondering just when this growth would end... and if there was any way for him to get even more, to get bigger.
"BIgger...Make me bigger dammit" he ordered his body, feeling it swell up and creak, the power pushing his muscle fibers to their limit, not noticing as a small figure began approaching him, trying to take in all of the size that the water type had gained in such a small time frame, feeling quite a bit of awe at his savior, Philip finally figuring out what he was feeling, a hefty amount of admiriation.
Characters: Fergus winterwind321
Philip winterwind321
Artwork: joeyvally
Fergus grunted loudly as he discarded the machoke in his hand, hoping that he had learned his lesson in all this, not really understanding where his sudden growth had come from. While he had been using quite a bit of growth based technique to solve this incident he was not used to turning this big, nor was he aware of what was happening, thinking that something from the machoke had been transferred to him by mistake, But as the muscular mon looked on from his seated position, he got to see that Fergus was in fact rising taller and taller, and his muscles were still rising like dough in a warm kitchen, much to Fergus's shock and enjoyment, practically shuddering with the pleasure from all of his scales and skin between them being tested by his muscles.
"GUhHhuhur Feeling goood" He managed to say, his murring voice echoing out, both the machoke and the electric type getting quite the show as Fergus began showing off his swelling form a little bit, even as he began to experience some problems. As he felt his head reach the point where he would be looking into a second story window without problem, easily leaving the machoke at knee height, he flexed his arms in a simple pose, feeling how hard it was getting to even curl one of his hands towards his head, both his forearm and his bicep meeting in the middle, his thick fingers curling over themselves and having a little bit of trouble, his pecs beginning to encroach on his chin, preventing him from lowering his gaze. If he had his full faculties he likely would have been able to look down to see his thighs swelling out an equal amount, each one of them looking like a couple of tree trunks at the top, each and every one of his veins pouring down as his calves swelled with power, rounding out as well.
"Mmrr… Just look at me" he called out to the machoke, wanting to show off even more. "I am turnin into the pinnacle of what you try to achieve through months at that gym" He pulled another pose, turning his chest to one side as his lats pushed up into his arms, forcing them to stick out slightly even before he curled them up to show off even more of those pulsing bags of flesh, his pecs pushing right into his jaw as he sneered, hearing the indignant and quite tiny response.
"Shut up.." came the whine from the former bully, hoping to get his power back or for the feraligatr to pop or just lose all that size he had just wound up robbing him of. Fergus for his part? Just grinned as he inched up with another grunt, feeling his nneck muscles make his head even harder to trun, looking down at how comically small his hands were becoming with a sweet grin, wondering just when this growth would end... and if there was any way for him to get even more, to get bigger.
"BIgger...Make me bigger dammit" he ordered his body, feeling it swell up and creak, the power pushing his muscle fibers to their limit, not noticing as a small figure began approaching him, trying to take in all of the size that the water type had gained in such a small time frame, feeling quite a bit of awe at his savior, Philip finally figuring out what he was feeling, a hefty amount of admiriation.
Category All / Muscle
Species Unspecified / Any
Gender Any
Size 960 x 1280px
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