[THIS BIRTHDAY GIFT LITERATURE PIECE CONTAINS GRAPHIC MUSCLE DETAIL AND MUSCLE WORSHIP TONES, PLEASE KEEP COMMENTS CIVIL AND MATURE]





"Ladies and Gentlemen, we are about to introduce onto the stage of the Mr Furlympia 2016 a very special guest performance of posing, he's celebrating his birthday today so please everyone give him a special birthday applause to the Foxy Beast, DEMIAN....JAAAAYY.....DAAARRKFOX!!"

The MC yells into the mic as the crowd erupts into a rapturous applause, waiting for DJ to step onto the stage, slowly, the lights in the venue drop down, bathing the building in darkness as an eager hush falls over the crowd as without warning, fantasy styled orchestral music begins to play out through the loudspeakers as the stage is lit by a focused spotlight on the centre, a few seconds pass until a white clawed footpaw steps into the light, followed by another one as a robed, hooded figure steps into the spotlight, the cloak is a rich velvety red with white and black accents and trimmings, it is draped over the shoulders of the huge mass stood alone in the middle of the stage as the audience starts to chatter amongst themselves, the music hits a sting as the hooded figure throws back the cloak, revealing an insanely shredded set of 8-pack white abs, veins snaking up the cobblestone shaped mounds, leading upwards towards the large pecs, twin steak sized slabs of beef that gave their owner a barrel chest as they push the cloak further away as the figure clutches a fold in the concealing apparel as with a singular motion, the cloak is effortlessely cast aside, revealing the Arctic Fox himself in absolute peak condition, his body showing no signs of any fat as veins crawl and writhe around his body like a snake pit, wearing his signature red, white and black speedos, he maintains the position of standing straight in front of the crowd, his left arm extended horizontally from where he threw the cloak to the stage side, even in this position, you could still see every detail in his muscles, the striations on his bicep and the gathering of veins congregating on the forearm as the crowd approves of this show of pride in his body, with a grin, he takes his flared fingers and clenches them down hard into a massive fist, this mere act forces blood to pump through his vascular system, the thick cables throb and swell as liquid life surges through his arm, adding texture to an already rugged limb, he twists his arm counter clockwise, his knuckles pointing to the ceiling as he starts to tense his arm hard, his bicep throbs and stiffens as he forcefully pulls his forearm back, bending at his pointed elbows the crowd gasps at the sight of his 24+ inch bicep gradually bunching up into itself, the fleshy ropes crawling along the limb swell up even more as the pressure starts to increase, the vast ball of muscle pushing upwards against the soft snowy pelt, his complete lack of body fat meaning that there was nowhere for his muscle to hide, DJ continues to pull back on his arm in a concentrated flex as the bicep carries on being pushed outwards, eventually reaching a 90 degree angle as the bicep splits into two seperate heads, grinning happily at the reception of such mighty muscle, he takes his right arm and gives the bicep over there the same treatment, he holds the pose for several seconds, allowing the audience to gaze wonderously at the fine specimen of beef before he raises his arms upwards and behind his head as though he was ready to recline, his biceps pushing against his cheekbones as DJ takes his left leg forward, placing it in front of his right leg as he digs his feet into the ground, he takes a second to compose himself until...


"YEAH!!!" Demi roars out before sucking air into his lungs and tensing down hard on his abs, the 8 individual balls of muscle stack together and push out against the white fur as veins crawl upwards to his raised teardrop pecs as he wags his bushy tail proudly, surveying the reaction of the audience.

The excited audience experience several emotions, some of them sit in stunned silence, some watch in awe, others allow very naughty thoughts to creep into their heads, while a majority of them cheer and applaud for the special guest of the show.

DJ takes a step forward, his broad muscular legs side by side as he takes his left arm, making a circular motion with it he freezes it in place, arm bent with his hand level to his head, fingers flared out, making the veins pulse along his forearms before doing the same with his right arm only this time allowing it to be raised slightly higher above his head but in the same position as he stares at the tips of his right fingers, the crowd applaud the fact they bore witness to Demi's signature pose "The Graceful Archer" the velvet red curtains making him pop out of the stage as he keeps the pose held for 5 seconds before bringing both arms together for a Side Chest pose, clenching his fists tightly he squeezes down hard against his pecs as the massive slabs of beef puff out, showcasing their strength and the monstrous striations pushing out against the fur as the crowd also sees each pec crowned with a black nub of flesh, hardened from the enjoyment that the Arctic Fox was feeling, a permanent grin across his ebony lips before relinquishing the pose after a moment, his grin transforms into a pearly white toothed smile as he clasps his right paw over his left wrist, lifting both arms high into the sky with his left index finger pointing upwards as his croissant shaped triceps bulge out and reveal their striated nature to the audience as well as the cameras filming the event live, his eyes narrow with concentration and grit before he performs the bodybuilding Coup De Grace, The Most Muscular...

Curving his shredded arms downward he stops them just inches from touching as he tenses his body harder than before, the sheer effort and power put into this finishing pose forces every vein in his body to push out, the sheer intensity of the cable sized vascular system showed in full as they crawl along nearly every part of his body, from his broad traps and neck, his thick serratus and obliques alongside the entirety of his huge tree trunk sized legs, with that, the song reaches its finale as the crowd erupt into a rapturous applause, Demi smiles as he released the pose before bowing down to his appreciative audience as the MC approaches Demi with a lavishly decorated birthday cake, the centrepiece of the cake resembling a bodybuilding trophy where the figure is surrounded by several burning candles.

"LET'S GIVE OUR GUEST AND FANTASTIC ROUND OF APPLAUSE AND A WONDERFUL HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!"

The audience and MC join together to serenade DJ with a heartfelt song of "Happy Birthday" before Demi takes a deep breath into his lungs before blowing out his candles, the MC almost drops the cake from the sheer force of Demi's lungs, inciting a small chuckle from the audience, the MC then passes over the scrumptious cake to the Arctic Fox as he goes to speak into his microphone again.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE DEMIBEAST DJ DARKFOX!!!" The MC plays out the muscular birthday beast with a upbeat dance song as balloons of many colours fall from the rafters onto the stage, Demi smiles before turning towards stage right and heading towards the side where his various friends gathered to congratulate him on his amazing performance as well as to celebrate in a more private manner.


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Birthday giftwriting for  djdarkfox, I've always wanted to write a scene where someone poses in a bodybuilding contest but seeing as Mike is more of a wrestler than a bodybuilder, this has given me a bit of creative freedom, also it's a way of saying thank you for the help you've given me man, I hope you like it, sorry if it's too short, I've got work/staff training soon and it'll most likely be keeping me busy.

Happy birthday man!