"One Big Nerd" [Muscle inflation story]
This story contains muscle inflation, burping, popping, and a homosexual relationship.
Another day of lessons was over. The sun was setting over the mountains and the moon was rising to take its place. Within the schoolhouse only remained the massive dragon teacher, Doceo, and his scrawny mono-eyed unicorn assistant, Cunamh. Doceo was looking through the library, his reading glasses lazily placed on the edge of his snout. The dragon got very bored browsing the endless aisles of his collection; he’s read every single one front to back, cover to cover, and several times each. Cunamh followed behind with a look of concern.
“What’s wrong master?” asked Cunamh meekly.
"I'm very- well... bored," said Doceo as he pouted at the books.
"I see," stated Cunamh.
Cunamh tried to think of something in order to impress Doceo. After all, he had to prove his worth if he were to be the husband of such a powerful and knowledgeable dragon. Cunamh then remembered how Doceo seemed to respect those with bigger muscles than others. Maybe he thought brawn was desirable, or it was just a kink. Whatever it was, Cunamh could take advantage of that. He had one problem: he was one of the scrawniest, littlest, noodle-armed unicorns to ever exist. He was born as a runt and raised to be a diplomat rather than a warrior. His muscles were small and weak, and he knew it'd take years for him to bulk up legitimately. As he looked around for answers, he saw a book with a hot air balloon on the cover. The gears in his head turned, manufacturing an idea. His eyes lit up and he grinned widely, showing his two buck teeth.
"Master?" Cunamh asked.
"Yes assistant?" Doceo replied.
"I have to go relight the hearth in the fireplace sir," Cunamh lied.
"Okay, go do that," Doceo said, holding in a yawn.
Cunamh sped off to the fireplace and picked up the bellows. Without thinking, he plugged it into his navel and used his magic to pump it. His seemingly nonexistent abdominal muscles puffed out into a big six-pack. Cunamh lightly moaned and panted with pleasure. Cunamh's tunic tightened as his chest filled with air. Cunamh rubbed his expanding pecs and watched in awe as they blew up. He felt his arms plump, bulging in sections. His calves grew, thighs inflating, and glutes fwoomped. He was really curvy and hourglass shaped. Cunamh blushed, giving his own ass a slap as it puffed out more.
His clothes started getting tight and uncomfortable. His bowtie popped off his expanding neck, the strings on his tunic snapped, and his pants started to rip around his calves. He kept growing; getting taller and taller with every puff. He flexed, listening to the symphony of squeaks and groans as his ballooning body squished against itself.
The teacher dragon was half asleep, tapping his claws against a bookshelf. He wondered what had been taking Cunamh so long. He yawned again, glasses falling off his face. He put them back on as he walked out of the massive ornate library to find his one-eyed unicorn assistant. When he got to the door to the fireplace he heard the loud squeaking and he knocked on the door.
“Are you okay?” asked Doceo.
Cunamh’s eyes widened as he heard his master, “Uh, yeah,” he blurted quickly.
Doceo heard the hesitation in his voice and tilted his head, very confused, “Well do you mind if I come in then?” he politely inquired.
Sweat trickled down Cunamh’s swelling cheeks, filling chest, and tight balloon booty. If he let Doceo in, he’d see he was trying to trick him, but if he didn’t he’d disrespect him. “S-Sure you c-can,” stuttered Cunamh.
The door opened, the dragon rubbing his eyes as he walked in, not knowing what to expect. He opened his eyes and in shock jolted back a little, his glasses falling off his nose onto the floor. They both blushed so hard that their faces turned bright pink. An awkward silence filled the room as Cunamh kept filling in front of the awestruck Doceo. Cunamh’s body kept getting bigger, his horn, eye, and teeth blowing up bigger and more exaggerated. Finally the massive balloon hunk broke the silence.
“What do you think?” asked Cunamh as he flexed.
“I love it!” Doceo exclaimed, smiling wide, “You look massive like a hill giant!”
“Aww thanks,” Cunamh said, blushing.
Doceo put a paw on Cunamh’s chest. “You feel so soft too!” he giggled.
Cunamh felt super embarrassed, but in a good way. He tried to reply but before words could come out, a massive burp erupted from his maw. Doceo laughed and patted the unicorn on the shoulder. The bellows pumped non-stop. Cunamh was still blowing up, his eye bulged out so far it pushed his glasses off too. His tunic and pants ripped open, leaving him in his undergarments. The two chuckled. Doceo playfully pushed his assistant over and laid on top of him. Cunamh neighed as a wave of pleasure rushed through his body from the impact of hitting the ground. Doceo yawned again.
“Honestly, I’m glad for this. My bed is really hard and you make a good inflatable mattress,” said the sleepy dragon.
“You’re welcome!” responded the massive unicorn balloon.
“You did this to impress me, right?” asked Doceo.
“Guilty as charged,” replied Cunamh.
“You could have just told me you loved me, but I appreciate the thought,” stated Doceo.
“I just saw how you s-stared at those other b-big buff guys,” stuttered Cunamh.
“Ah, I see. It’s a fetish of mine, but that doesn’t matter. I love you just how you are!” said Doceo, hugging his unicorn tightly, “Damn, you’re stretchy.”
“I’ll turn off the bellows,” Cunamh neighed, however he couldn’t concentrate enough to unenchant the bellows.
The monoeye unicorn’s eye widened in fear. He looked to Doceo who was already asleep. Cunamh neighed fearfully, flailing but he was getting way too big. He was basically a sphere at this point. His body filled the school house, invading every room. Cunamh sighed and giggled. His body reached the ceiling, his skin became transparent, his hair blew up, veins puffed up on the surface of his belly, and he burped nonstop. He rubbed himself, neighing between long belches. His neighs turned into tiny wimpy squeaks.
Holes sprouted all across his body as he overinflated. His body creaked and groaned. With one last long, loud, powerful belch he bursted with a violent BOOM! Cunamh was turned to normal and got crushed under Doceo’s big dragon ass which landed on him from the explosion. The poor unicorn cyclops was crushed flat. He tried to get himself off his master’s asscheek, with no avail.
“Doceo! Wake up!” screamed Cunamh.
Doceo rolled around right back onto him. Cunamh squished even more. Using his paper thin hand he pinched the dragon’s ass. Doceo yelped and looked around. Cunamh slapped Doceo’s ass from on it. Doceo grabbed the flaticorn and peeled him off his buttcheek. He blushed and sweated nervously as Cunamh frowned at him. The dragon kissed him and blew into him, fwoomping the horned equine into shape. Cunamh hugged and kissed him back as Doceo fell right back asleep in his arms.
Another day of lessons was over. The sun was setting over the mountains and the moon was rising to take its place. Within the schoolhouse only remained the massive dragon teacher, Doceo, and his scrawny mono-eyed unicorn assistant, Cunamh. Doceo was looking through the library, his reading glasses lazily placed on the edge of his snout. The dragon got very bored browsing the endless aisles of his collection; he’s read every single one front to back, cover to cover, and several times each. Cunamh followed behind with a look of concern.
“What’s wrong master?” asked Cunamh meekly.
"I'm very- well... bored," said Doceo as he pouted at the books.
"I see," stated Cunamh.
Cunamh tried to think of something in order to impress Doceo. After all, he had to prove his worth if he were to be the husband of such a powerful and knowledgeable dragon. Cunamh then remembered how Doceo seemed to respect those with bigger muscles than others. Maybe he thought brawn was desirable, or it was just a kink. Whatever it was, Cunamh could take advantage of that. He had one problem: he was one of the scrawniest, littlest, noodle-armed unicorns to ever exist. He was born as a runt and raised to be a diplomat rather than a warrior. His muscles were small and weak, and he knew it'd take years for him to bulk up legitimately. As he looked around for answers, he saw a book with a hot air balloon on the cover. The gears in his head turned, manufacturing an idea. His eyes lit up and he grinned widely, showing his two buck teeth.
"Master?" Cunamh asked.
"Yes assistant?" Doceo replied.
"I have to go relight the hearth in the fireplace sir," Cunamh lied.
"Okay, go do that," Doceo said, holding in a yawn.
Cunamh sped off to the fireplace and picked up the bellows. Without thinking, he plugged it into his navel and used his magic to pump it. His seemingly nonexistent abdominal muscles puffed out into a big six-pack. Cunamh lightly moaned and panted with pleasure. Cunamh's tunic tightened as his chest filled with air. Cunamh rubbed his expanding pecs and watched in awe as they blew up. He felt his arms plump, bulging in sections. His calves grew, thighs inflating, and glutes fwoomped. He was really curvy and hourglass shaped. Cunamh blushed, giving his own ass a slap as it puffed out more.
His clothes started getting tight and uncomfortable. His bowtie popped off his expanding neck, the strings on his tunic snapped, and his pants started to rip around his calves. He kept growing; getting taller and taller with every puff. He flexed, listening to the symphony of squeaks and groans as his ballooning body squished against itself.
The teacher dragon was half asleep, tapping his claws against a bookshelf. He wondered what had been taking Cunamh so long. He yawned again, glasses falling off his face. He put them back on as he walked out of the massive ornate library to find his one-eyed unicorn assistant. When he got to the door to the fireplace he heard the loud squeaking and he knocked on the door.
“Are you okay?” asked Doceo.
Cunamh’s eyes widened as he heard his master, “Uh, yeah,” he blurted quickly.
Doceo heard the hesitation in his voice and tilted his head, very confused, “Well do you mind if I come in then?” he politely inquired.
Sweat trickled down Cunamh’s swelling cheeks, filling chest, and tight balloon booty. If he let Doceo in, he’d see he was trying to trick him, but if he didn’t he’d disrespect him. “S-Sure you c-can,” stuttered Cunamh.
The door opened, the dragon rubbing his eyes as he walked in, not knowing what to expect. He opened his eyes and in shock jolted back a little, his glasses falling off his nose onto the floor. They both blushed so hard that their faces turned bright pink. An awkward silence filled the room as Cunamh kept filling in front of the awestruck Doceo. Cunamh’s body kept getting bigger, his horn, eye, and teeth blowing up bigger and more exaggerated. Finally the massive balloon hunk broke the silence.
“What do you think?” asked Cunamh as he flexed.
“I love it!” Doceo exclaimed, smiling wide, “You look massive like a hill giant!”
“Aww thanks,” Cunamh said, blushing.
Doceo put a paw on Cunamh’s chest. “You feel so soft too!” he giggled.
Cunamh felt super embarrassed, but in a good way. He tried to reply but before words could come out, a massive burp erupted from his maw. Doceo laughed and patted the unicorn on the shoulder. The bellows pumped non-stop. Cunamh was still blowing up, his eye bulged out so far it pushed his glasses off too. His tunic and pants ripped open, leaving him in his undergarments. The two chuckled. Doceo playfully pushed his assistant over and laid on top of him. Cunamh neighed as a wave of pleasure rushed through his body from the impact of hitting the ground. Doceo yawned again.
“Honestly, I’m glad for this. My bed is really hard and you make a good inflatable mattress,” said the sleepy dragon.
“You’re welcome!” responded the massive unicorn balloon.
“You did this to impress me, right?” asked Doceo.
“Guilty as charged,” replied Cunamh.
“You could have just told me you loved me, but I appreciate the thought,” stated Doceo.
“I just saw how you s-stared at those other b-big buff guys,” stuttered Cunamh.
“Ah, I see. It’s a fetish of mine, but that doesn’t matter. I love you just how you are!” said Doceo, hugging his unicorn tightly, “Damn, you’re stretchy.”
“I’ll turn off the bellows,” Cunamh neighed, however he couldn’t concentrate enough to unenchant the bellows.
The monoeye unicorn’s eye widened in fear. He looked to Doceo who was already asleep. Cunamh neighed fearfully, flailing but he was getting way too big. He was basically a sphere at this point. His body filled the school house, invading every room. Cunamh sighed and giggled. His body reached the ceiling, his skin became transparent, his hair blew up, veins puffed up on the surface of his belly, and he burped nonstop. He rubbed himself, neighing between long belches. His neighs turned into tiny wimpy squeaks.
Holes sprouted all across his body as he overinflated. His body creaked and groaned. With one last long, loud, powerful belch he bursted with a violent BOOM! Cunamh was turned to normal and got crushed under Doceo’s big dragon ass which landed on him from the explosion. The poor unicorn cyclops was crushed flat. He tried to get himself off his master’s asscheek, with no avail.
“Doceo! Wake up!” screamed Cunamh.
Doceo rolled around right back onto him. Cunamh squished even more. Using his paper thin hand he pinched the dragon’s ass. Doceo yelped and looked around. Cunamh slapped Doceo’s ass from on it. Doceo grabbed the flaticorn and peeled him off his buttcheek. He blushed and sweated nervously as Cunamh frowned at him. The dragon kissed him and blew into him, fwoomping the horned equine into shape. Cunamh hugged and kissed him back as Doceo fell right back asleep in his arms.
Category Artwork (Traditional) / Inflation
Species Unicorn
Gender Male
Size 354 x 475px
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