Muscle Growth Fanfic 소설 & 이야기

His hold tight around me as he pressed my chest against his lips. I held onto him, my legs around his waist, one hand around his neck and the other in his hair as it went from ashy to jet-black. My fingers parted farther as his neck grew wider. I could feel his muscles grow huge and rigid around me. His shoulders, back, and arms building into hard mountains. Even his tattoo seemed to gain life. I watched in awe as his body got restored to its magnificent size. A few seconds later it felt like my head had gained ten pounds and a white cloud had settled in the room. I couldn’t hear the guys fight anymore and I couldn’t feel my legs either. I watched as my hands sagged to the ground, unable to

My fingers twitched, then cracked, bones reshaping with a sickening snap. My knuckles bulged, dark claws slicing through my flesh as they forced their way free. I gritted my teeth, veins standing out against my neck as the change took hold. My spine arched violently, the sound of vertebrae shifting like breaking branches. The fabric of my shirt strained, then ripped as jagged bone spurs tore through, the muscles beneath writhing as they expanded. A shuddering breath escaped me, turning into a snarl as my jaw unhinged and they elongated.

Our bond feeling stronger the ever. All it took was a single nod. A growl rumbled from Lucas’ chest as he flipped onto my hands and knees, ramming into me with the force of an animal. Jolted forward, my hand shot out, grabbing a broken table frame. I cried out as the walls shook with every thrust. His grunts changed. Claws pressed into my flesh as I felt rough fur against my back and thighs. His length grew inside me, stretching my walls further than ever before.

He seemed convinced enough. “That,” he shifted in his seat, his leg coming in between mine, “I can understand.” Sparks flew where our skin touched, and the defined muscle of his calves tensed against my own. My own muscles were toned, but Tucker’s were hypnotizing. I imagined him in some sort of luxurious private gym—because, of course, Tucker would never work out in a crowd—working on his leg muscles that helped him fuck me into mental oblivion. Every inch of him was carefully sculpted by the most meticulous of angels.

His shoulders tensed as if every muscle in his body had suddenly tightened. Then a loud crack echoed across the training grounds. I flinched. Caleb doubled over, letting out a pained grunt. "What—" Another crack. Then another. My eyes widened as his body began to change. His arms grew larger, muscles stretching beneath his skin. Veins stood out along his neck as he struggled to stay upright. His breathing turned into deep, uneven growls. His fingers curled tightly. Then his nails began to lengthen. Slowly at first. Then much faster.

He added a third finger. The stretch was intense, the burn sharp and immediate, and I cried out, my body tensing around him, my muscles clenching against the intrusion. He stopped moving, letting me adjust, his mouth still on me, his tongue still circling, softer now, gentler, soothing me through the stretch. I breathed through it, the rain cold on my face, the stone hard beneath my back, and slowly, slowly, the tension eased, the burn faded, and the pleasure returned, stronger than before.

My body trembling violently from the high and my vision goes white. I couldn't feel anything but pleasure even when he bite down on my neck the pleasures just surged higher. He pulls out of me letting me go and I collapsed on the bed. A/N Hey guys, this your author who might be hating for recent chapters and might be thinking 'the F is this girl writing! and story is going off track and the chapters are so short.

The heels of my feet rapped and danced on the flatness of his ass and the muscles of my twat began to milk his reaming cock. His body seemed transformed into steel as I clutched it with my clawing fingers and scissoring legs. My nails scraped him, but it was like scraping a piece of iron. I could feel his knotty muscles, standing out like thick cords on his broad back, and the pace of his fucking doubled up. Our mouths weren't touching now, thank God, for my teeth were chattering and I'd surely have bitten his tongue in two.

Even my cock is thicker. I feel like I’ve stepped out of a lake. That kind of unfamiliar heaviness. I shake out my arms and draw down a deep breath. There’s no need to freak out. I’m fine. It’s normal. Mated males fill out. Max said he gained twenty pounds of muscle and an inch in girth overnight when he caught Elspeth. I step forward and trip on a clump of leaves. Annie cries out. Shit. My feet are bigger, too.