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"Then let's go right now!" Barros exclaimed, thrusting his claws into his side pouch, still easily holding the small dragonborn aloft with the other. With an "aha!", he retrieved and thrust the potion into Fro'ros face, the alluring scents overwhelming but irresistible to Fro'ros. "Drink this? Now?" Fro'ros questioned, his eyes darting between the potion's lips and Barros' eager grin. "Not afterwards or somewhere more private?" Barros' body bounced a little up and down, jostling the potion and Fro'ros with his glee. "We could, buuut I want to show you off to everyone, so they can see just how wonderful and handsome you are, and just how lucky I am to be with you!" His feelings were indistinguishably direct, and Fro'ros was unable to block the blush this time at the compliments, and turned his head to the side, an eye still trained on the flask before his snout. "Okay. You convinced me. I'll do it for both of us. Half now, half later, okay?"
A rapid nod of agreement from Barros, and before Fro'ros even had to reach for the glass, Barros had lifted it to his lips, letting it tease a moment before letting the contents spill into Fro'ros' mouth. The flavor was a welcome sensation, and his mind raced at the thoughts of the upcoming moments, swallowing hungrily. Barros let it flow, watching in shivering anticipation, and leaned the flask's lip back once half of its contents had been spilled into Fro'ros' gullet. Fro'ros watched Barros pocket the remaining half, a tantalizing tease for later, as he felt his body warm and start to tingle. With a grunt, his muscles swelled, his chest the first to fill out his shirt like two overstuffed pillows, becoming harder to witness Barros' awe below as they ballooned outwards. Spreading into his broadening shoulders, it traveled down his arms as he instinctively lifted them to flex, a devilish grin clawing over his face as it made the biceps bwomp from smooth lumps to bowling balls in an instant. The heat flowed into his hands, and he lifted one up for Barros to watch as the gold lattice markings rushed down his scales, emanating the dormant power that was awaking in his veins. Barros' snout was met with the protruding abs, and he couldn't resist nuzzling into them with a small giggle, his grip tightening as the rear cheeks strained and swelled into his claws. He refused to let go as he watched the power flow into Fro'ros legs, the thighs billowing out like tree trunks in his tight pants, and the unmistakable tantalizing bulge of his groin expanding before his eyes. Fro'ros moaned in exuberance as he clenched his toes, feeling his calves flexing outwards to mirror his forearms as they too grew more and more defined.
The amount of added muscle had already at least doubled Fro'ros mass, and Barros had to come to terms with the fact that the handsome swelling show was becoming less likely to keep a hold of. He shifted Fro'ros in his arms, craddling his lower back and hamstrings, and let out a huff of pride as he was once more able to wield his amore. "I've got you, hun," Barros said softly, bringing his head back closer to Fro'ros', adding a cocky raise of his brow. Fro'ros grinned, enjoying the moment even more, before returning the soft words. "I can feel it. It's not done yet." Barros blinked once. "What do you mean it's not- oomph!" His knees buckled as Fro'ros' whole frame exploded outwards, his height compounding on top of his new exuberant muscles as he grew rapidly bigger, and bigger, and bigger! Barros' brow furrowed in strain as Fro'ros huffed in delight, his body doubling in height and cubing in mass within a manner of moments! Fro'ros' tail slithered and draped out across the ground, his knuckles nearly meeting the cobblestones as well as the growth slowly began to taper out. He wrapped an arm over the shoulders of Barros, his bicep now equal to the size of his carrier's head, and couldn't help but laugh in delight at his new size and Barros' determination. "You sure you got me?" Barros whimpered a bit but nodded feverishly, his voice only slightly louder than the clang of his knees clacking together. "I said...huff...I said I am picking- mmph -you up for dinner. And I meant it!" Barros looked back up at Fro'ros, who's head now towered over him, and grinned sheepishly once more. Fro'ros shared a warm smile back, and brought his arm up to flex it for Barros this time, his bicep and pecs peaking in power. "Okay, dinner it is."
Barros (right), and art by
UN-Wellko
Fro'ros (left), and story by
Mietere
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A rapid nod of agreement from Barros, and before Fro'ros even had to reach for the glass, Barros had lifted it to his lips, letting it tease a moment before letting the contents spill into Fro'ros' mouth. The flavor was a welcome sensation, and his mind raced at the thoughts of the upcoming moments, swallowing hungrily. Barros let it flow, watching in shivering anticipation, and leaned the flask's lip back once half of its contents had been spilled into Fro'ros' gullet. Fro'ros watched Barros pocket the remaining half, a tantalizing tease for later, as he felt his body warm and start to tingle. With a grunt, his muscles swelled, his chest the first to fill out his shirt like two overstuffed pillows, becoming harder to witness Barros' awe below as they ballooned outwards. Spreading into his broadening shoulders, it traveled down his arms as he instinctively lifted them to flex, a devilish grin clawing over his face as it made the biceps bwomp from smooth lumps to bowling balls in an instant. The heat flowed into his hands, and he lifted one up for Barros to watch as the gold lattice markings rushed down his scales, emanating the dormant power that was awaking in his veins. Barros' snout was met with the protruding abs, and he couldn't resist nuzzling into them with a small giggle, his grip tightening as the rear cheeks strained and swelled into his claws. He refused to let go as he watched the power flow into Fro'ros legs, the thighs billowing out like tree trunks in his tight pants, and the unmistakable tantalizing bulge of his groin expanding before his eyes. Fro'ros moaned in exuberance as he clenched his toes, feeling his calves flexing outwards to mirror his forearms as they too grew more and more defined.
The amount of added muscle had already at least doubled Fro'ros mass, and Barros had to come to terms with the fact that the handsome swelling show was becoming less likely to keep a hold of. He shifted Fro'ros in his arms, craddling his lower back and hamstrings, and let out a huff of pride as he was once more able to wield his amore. "I've got you, hun," Barros said softly, bringing his head back closer to Fro'ros', adding a cocky raise of his brow. Fro'ros grinned, enjoying the moment even more, before returning the soft words. "I can feel it. It's not done yet." Barros blinked once. "What do you mean it's not- oomph!" His knees buckled as Fro'ros' whole frame exploded outwards, his height compounding on top of his new exuberant muscles as he grew rapidly bigger, and bigger, and bigger! Barros' brow furrowed in strain as Fro'ros huffed in delight, his body doubling in height and cubing in mass within a manner of moments! Fro'ros' tail slithered and draped out across the ground, his knuckles nearly meeting the cobblestones as well as the growth slowly began to taper out. He wrapped an arm over the shoulders of Barros, his bicep now equal to the size of his carrier's head, and couldn't help but laugh in delight at his new size and Barros' determination. "You sure you got me?" Barros whimpered a bit but nodded feverishly, his voice only slightly louder than the clang of his knees clacking together. "I said...huff...I said I am picking- mmph -you up for dinner. And I meant it!" Barros looked back up at Fro'ros, who's head now towered over him, and grinned sheepishly once more. Fro'ros shared a warm smile back, and brought his arm up to flex it for Barros this time, his bicep and pecs peaking in power. "Okay, dinner it is."
Barros (right), and art by
UN-WellkoFro'ros (left), and story by
MietereSee content like this early on
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Category Artwork (Digital) / Macro / Micro
Species Dragonborn
Size 2559 x 1440px
File Size 6.49 MB
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