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After the town had been shaken up by Cyrus becoming a muscular giant, it then went back to normal. Yeah, he was big, but, well, he was big. Kinda the end of it. Still, would it have honestly stopped with him? For Bam, it doesn't seem so.


.:Rated general for:.
>Muscle Growth
>Growth


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Bam Hooks the Big One

While it began with Cyrus, but it didn’t stop with him. That supposed lantern was gone after it broke, the memories forgotten as it vanished. The town was in quite a stir that morning, with many worrying about what was happening as a giant alpaca flexed for his swooning wife. But after some talk, an Ordinance declared it normal, and so life went on. Cyrus’s newfound muscles in tandem with his skills upgraded Re-Tail to cater to his new size, and he continued his craft. But, the leaf that lantern became still floated about, eventually settling down along the river. And walking down the river, eying the fish, was the deer Bam. He lamented his rod breaking without warning, so he couldn’t join the others in their fishing. And if he couldn’t compete, what was the point? So he sat at the river, enjoying the sound of the water flowing as it passed around his submerged feet. “Huh?” he grunted, noticing something bumping his leg.

Reaching out, he grabbed a large tanuki leaf, which unfurled itself, quite amazingly, into a fishing rod with a metal sinker. “BOOSH!” he exclaimed, pulling himself up from the water and raising the item on high.

This was quite the stroke of luck, and not one he was going to let go to waste. “Finally I can fish up a cherry salmon like Fauna wanted” he grinned excitedly, swirling the line around his head before launching it into the water.

It hit with a PLONK, the sinker pulling the line down into the water. Dragged by the current, the shiny hook cut through the water until it embedded itself into a rock on the riverbed, getting quite stuck. “I think I got something” the deer declared as the line went taut.

Bam pulled hard, his arms straining to drag out whatever he had caught. “It’s bigger than a shark! Not even my muscles could pull this out easily” he exclaimed.

Digging his feet into the ground, he kept up the struggle with whatever he had caught, his “muscles” tensing up. Quite a bit, actually. Every time he pulled, his bright blue arms bulged, his jock muscles doing their best here. But with every bulge, there seemed to be more to them. Time and time again he pulled on it, his arms swelling as they fought hard. He even managed a step back, his leg muscles just as tense as his arms. Tenser still even, given how they bulked nicely in his thighs and calves. Engorging themselves with muscle, Bam was lucky pretty swole now, pretty swole indeed. Even his clothing rose as his pecs bulged beneath them, the zipper of his sleeveless jacket creeping downwards, tufts of blue hair poking out of it. “Come on darn you!” the deer groaned, taking another, larger step backwards.

His straining arms gripped the rod with every inch of might they could muster, and there was a lot of that. Already his arms had bulked to twice their width, and were getting pretty close to thrice that. The rigid musculature of his arms looked as if they were sculpted, but then they were his, so it was only natural that he be well-rounded. Not that he noticed as he focused on the fight, his larger feet starting to cut into the grass, exposing the dirt as he continued the struggle. He breathed deeply, the lower half of his jacket rising up to reveal the imprints of abs on his light-blue belly. The pits and ridges of it rose and sank in mere seconds, giving him quite a nice six-pack to go with the cleft of pecs revealed by his unwinding zipper. “Grrr!” he growled furiously, his jawline getting more refined.

Digging his feet in, Bam grit his teeth as he kept pulling, his large arms swelling with girth as they fought with whatever was beneath the water. Growing larger, thicker, wider, they accentuated his large shoulders that bloomed from the shrinking sleeves of his sleeveless outfit. The jacket slowly rode upwards, revealing more of his distinguished rack while the zipper descended, pried apart by his slab-like chest. It heaved with his heavy breathing, each pump blowing them up further as he kept fighting. The deer was quite the sight, his height ever-increasing as he was practically diagonal in pulling at the line. The rod itself was incredibly durable, surviving all of this as the tall villager fought with everything he had. His biceps swelled with muscle, his forearms and hands widening to match them as he struggled. He even clenched his finely-toned rear he was struggling that hard. “Come on, darn you!” he groaned.

The heaving hulk of deer would not give up, not without his catch. And not while his jacket had ridden up to fully expose his rippling abs you could grind stone on. It cupped around his large chest, his pecs hanging far out enough for him to rest his angular chin on. The last of the zipper came apart, the tiny clothing flapping free to finally reveal his giant chest. Bam was massive now, his antlers matching the tips of the trees as he took another step back as something gave in the water below. “MOVE!” he roared, tugging harder.

The rock shifted, ancient dirt pulling away as it slowly freed itself from it. And the deer took another step back, his large footprints left in the grass as he found himself winning with his gigantic muscles. A ring of it encircled his head, his enormous back muscles rising up around the back of his head, while his chest worked on engulfing his thick neck muscles. “COME ON!” he yelled loudly.

Rolling his arms hard enough that his jacket shredded, the giant jock pulled one last time. The line tightened, and an enormous boulder erupted from the river. “BOOSH!” Bam exclaimed, the rod flying from his hands as he held them out.

Catching the enormous boulder, the hulking deer held it like Atlas held the world. His enormous mass trembled, but he held on with his enormous strength. Well, until he managed to drop it by his side. “Wow, now how the heck did I do that?” he wondered rubbing his fine chin as his gigantic chest heaved from the previous efforts.

Holding a hand to the boulder, he measured it out. It was quite big, and by doing the same with his own hand, he found himself quite big too. Perplexed, the blue deer wandered over to the river, and caught his reflection in it. “WHOA!?” he exclaimed, jumping back five feet.

His feet dug into the ground as he felt himself all over, especially his arms. “Whoa! I’ve really been hitting the gym!” he declared proudly. “I knew all my work would pay off. Now… huh, what was I doing?” he wondered while stroking his chin.

What had he been doing as the rod turned into a leaf and surfed on the breeze, going wherever the wind took it.