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BEFORE YOU READ: hello!! Here is my newest fanfic! The plot is Etna is bored and uses some fetish from a smut she saw to play a trick on Laharl. She gives him ABC Gum secretly laced with special ingredients that cause the overlord to grow and… lactate?! Yeah sounds a little weird I know but I really wanted to write something lactation related and I just defaulted to Disgaea. I doubt Etna would do something like this to Laharl but as the tags suggest.. I was horny will probably edit if needed I kind of did whatever I could to make this fic work because, again, I wanted to write something lactation related, so I used my headcanon of Flonne loving fanfiction as the back bone (?) of this story. I’m also not sure this is exactly m/f since there’s no sexual intercourse, but there is lewd breastfeeding so… take that with what you will. Now, onto the fic!! ——— “Man, I’m so bored.” Etna complained, kicking her feet idley as she laid on her belly, making an attempt to get rid of her maddening boredom. “What the hell is there to do? Both Flonne and the prinnies are sleeping so I have to wait to do anything with them, and I think I might go insane if I go back to scrolling on my phone.” Etna rolled onto her back and released a long sigh, pondering on anything possible she could do. “Is Laharl up? …nah, probably not.“ suddenly, like a lightbulb went off in the girl’s head, Etna’s eyes widened and she flew right up. “Hey! I could think of things to do to him when he wakes up!! That would be fun~” She giggled excitedly, then threw herself near the edge of her bed. “Eheheh, all that stuff Flonne introduced me to earlier has given me so many ideas~” what was she talking about? Well, earlier, Flonne had introduced her to a genre or type of stories known as “fanfiction”. Etna later did her own digging and discovered dozen upon dozens of fanfics that were on the more unique side… and by that I mean fetish-filled kinkfest fanfics. Originally, Etna found these fics weird to say the least, but now they gave her some really good ideas for how to mess with Laharl. "Hahaha, maybe I can inflate prince Laharl! Or maybe I can spank him!" Her mind raced, dreaming up all sorts of new ways to fuck with him. "Waaaait, maybe I can do something that’ll make him feel good, and then after that do something that he’ll hate! That sounds like it'd be fun~" Etna thought, getting even more ideas. Of course, she didn’t want to actually hurt Laharl, so anything that caused him actual pain was automatically off the table. “Hmmm, welllll… something that would definitely make him feel good is him growing big and strong, but what is something that would then embarrass him? Hmm… hmm. Maybe lactation? Yeah, that definitely seems like something that would make him feel humiliated! Just thinking about him feeling and seeing milk seep out of his nipples is already making me giggle!!” Etna grinned to herself, rubbing her hands together excitedly. Now that she had some ideas for humiliating the prince, she figured she should start acting on them soon. It was the next day, and Etna spend most of it looking for ingredients for her planned mischief. She had made the prinnies research and tell her all the ingredients she needed. And after getting through all of Flonne and Laharl’s nagging, she left the overlord’s castle to get everything she needed. By time Etna came back, it was night. Normally, it didn’t take her long to return to the overlord’s castle, since she was usually out alongside her fellow companions, but since this what one cod call a solo mission, it took longer to defeat randoms who got in her way. “Finally… I’m back…” Etna yawned. The demon girl was absolutely exhausted, but she knew that this was the best time to move on to the next step of her plan. Laharl and Flonne were both asleep, but the prinnies still had an hour until their two hour break, meaning Etna could force them to make this thing for her, and she could just finish it herself if the prinnies didn’t in time. Etna then had to plan how she would get Laharl to Etna’s desired state. She figured she could lace whatever would be made using her acquired ingredients into some ABC Gum and then give it to him, and then gift it to him. The prinnies would know what she was doing, but she wouldn't have to worry about them telling him. “Hey, prinnies! Sooo, I have a favor I need you guys to do.” Etna slid over to where the prinnies were working their asses off, as per usual. The sweet voice Etna had put on sent shiver’s down the prinny’s spines, she never talked to them like that… “One hour before our break? C’mon, let us just do the normal stuff, dood!” One of the prinnies complained, sweat drops dripping down its body as it saw Etna immediately grow annoyed. “Be quiet you damn ass! Do you wanna be the next prinny I use for my throwing games or somethin’?” Etna asked, the prinny in question swiftly shaking its head. “Eheheh, that’s what I thought, anyway, I need you guys to make me something.” “What is it dood?” “Maybe I could tell you if you weren’t cutting me off…” Etna growled before grumbling something that the group of prinnies couldn’t decipher. “…now, what I need you guys to make is a potion. The details don’t matter to y’all, so don’t ask. Now-“ the demon girl pointed to all the spot where she put all the ingredients. “Get to making. I’ll be in my room so just go to it and lemme know when you’re done, ‘kay?” The prinnies nodded, and the girl turned around and waltzed to her room humming a tune. “Man, all this for a single sardine a day? How cruel, dood…” - About half an hour later, one of the prinnies walked up to Etna’s door and knocked on it. “Master Etna, we finished the potion dood… do you want it?” “Uh, hell yeah I do! Hurry up and bring it over here!” Etna called from inside. After a moment, the prinnie opened the door and brought the potion over to her. “Here, Master Etna. This is your potion.” The prinnie placed the item on the table where Etna waited. “Thanks, now hurry up and get outta my room, you and all the other prinnies still have a half an hour or work to do.” Etna ordered, the prinny nodding before hurrying out of her room and closing the door behind it. “Heh, that was a little quick, they better have made it right or I’m gonna be pissed!” Etna laughed before grabbing a piece of ABC Gum from the top drawer of her nightstand before getting up to grab the potion from another table across from her bed. “Now, how the hell do you lace shit? And how much do I put in there?!” Etna muttered to herself as she started to mix the contents of the potion with the gum, hoping that she was doing this right. She then let the gum dry off before placing it back in its wrapper as neatly as possible. Shortly after that, Etna snuck into Laharl’s room. Unsurprisingly, he was sleeping soundly, but she needed him awake for this. “Hey, prince, would you pleaseeee wake up~?” Etna said in a soft voice, trying again when she got no answer. Then again in a slightly annoyed tone, and then she dropped the sweet voice entirely when she still wasn’t receiving any response. “Okay prince, wake up already.” Etna tried once more, only to hear the prince groan... was he finally waking up? “Who dares wake me, the great Laharl, from my slumber…?” Laharl asked in a sleepy voice, yawning as he opened his eyes. He looked at the source of the voice, to see Etna standing there. “Etna? What time is it…?” “Oh, you’re finally awake! Uhhh, it’s pretty late, but I do need you for something so don’t even think about gettin’ mad at me for waking you up so early. “ Etna explained, her hands on her hips as she stared down at the overlord. “You see, I got a gift for you.” She smiled sweetly. “A gift? Heh, glad to see that you’re finally appreciating your overlord, Etna.” Laharl smirked. “Now, whats the gift you want to give me?” “Oh, it’s this.” Etna said in sync with the hand that presented the ABC Gum to Laharl. “Euh? Wait, what? Are you serious? Your gift to me, the supreme overlord, is ABC Gum? This feels like an insult more than anything…” Laharl mumbled. “Eheh, this is a special kind of ABC Gum. I got it while I was out earlier.” Etna grinned. “Ah, so that’s why you left without me earlier.” Laharl said, getting a nod from Etna is response, who was wondering if the prince was actually believing her made up story. “Yup! I searched far and wide for this. So c’mon, take it~” Etna said, nudging the gift closer to Laharl at a slow pace before he took it from her hand. “Hmph. I suppose it isn’t bad… just a bit odd.” Laharl shrugged as he held the gum in his hand, unwrapping it shortly after and placing the gum into his mouth. “It’s good, isn’t it?” Etna asked. She was praying that it was, because if it wasn’t Laharl would just spit it out and her plan would probably fail. She was surprised that she got this far either way, she worried that Laharl would’ve been suspicious of her, but she assumed that the boy was just too sleepy for any sense of suspicion to kick in. “Yeah, it tastes alright.” Laharl nodded, Etna releasing a mental sigh of relief as she watched him chew the gum. “So, do you have any other gifts for me?” Laharl asked, Etna shaking her head. “Nope, that’s all I could find.” Etna replied, Laharl clearly disappointed by the lack of results. “But hey, at least you have some tasty gum, prince!” ‘When are the side effects gonna kick in? I can’t watch him chew gum forever…’ Etna thought to herself, watching as Laharl continued to chew the gum before he swallowed it. ‘Ew.’ She thought as the gum entered Laharl's stomach. ‘The side effects better kick in soon or someone is gonna feel my wrath.’ Luckily, Etna got just what she wanted when the side effects kicked in. Laharl began to sweat and feel an odd tingly feeling all throughout his body. “The hell? I've never felt this way before…” The overlord said, “my whole body is tingling. Is that what was special about that gum, Etna?” Shit, what answer was Etna going to come up with? She had gone this far, and she would be enraged if her plan was foiled right as the true fun began. Actually, did she even have to give him a reason now? I mean, the side effects were already kicking in, so it was probably too late to do anything about this situation. Oh well, she thought as she decided to just go with the flow. “Yes, the gum has a special effect on the consumer, the consumer being you, of course.” Etna explained, hoping that Laharl wouldn’t act up. She knew that it was inevitable though. Laharl looked down at his legs, which were now starting to grow stronger; his muscles becoming larger, thicker and more defined. His thigh gap shortened more and more until it no longer existed entirely, and his quads bulged out. His hamstrings and calves grew in length and thickness, transforming into a thick mass of muscle. His feet expanded, enlarging them to become bigger than they were before. His torso was next; his shoulders widened and became wider than they were before, and his chest expanded as well. With a thrust, his pecs formed and enlarged, pushing out his pectoral muscles and making them stand out more. He looked down at his stomach, rows of abs forming across his abdomen. “Damn, I'm getting really buffed up~” Laharl said. He couldn't believe it. He was always tiny, and now, he was gaining massive amounts of muscle within the span of mere seconds. It was unbelievable how fast his body was changing, and this transformation only inflated his ego even more. ‘God damn! The prince is getting big!” Laharl’s arms were next in line; his biceps and triceps bulked up, and his forearms became more muscular, their size increasing. His back, especially his lats, grew in girth, making them look even wider than they were. His traps also grew, pushing out his neck and giving him a giant, manly look. “Heheh, I’m so big…” Laharl said, flexing his muscles in front of Etna. She was impressed by the changes her gift had caused. Her plan had worked perfectly, and Laharl was growing more and more muscular every moment. Laharl’s ass also changed shape, growing in width and size. His cock and balls swelled up, pushing out against his now tight shorts, causing them to strain, revealing the outline of his erect cock underneath. He blushed slightly at the sensation but tried his best to ignore it. His feet grew a little more which caused his feet to break out of their cramped enclosure, ripping his shoes apart and freeing his feet. Finally, Etna remembered the next part of Laharl’s transformation; the lactation. That’s right, that was what she planned to contrast with the prince’s mighty muscle growth, the thing that was meant to embarrass him beyond belief and make this whole situation all the more entertaining. Suddenly, Laharl turned his focus to his pecs. His nipples were throbbing and hardening, creating two large, round, pink circles. They were practically screaming for attention, and he felt something creamy flowing from them. As he looked down at his chest, the milky white liquid poured forth, oozing out onto his muscle tits and running down his body. His face grew beet red as he realized what was happening. "H-Hey, wait a minute!" Laharl yelped, "What is this?! What's going on?!" Laharl squirmed as he experienced the tingly sensation of his lactation. Etna giggled at the next side effect taking hold, looking at the breast milk seeping out of the overlord’s pecs. The male was so embarrassed by it, and his embarrassment only made this whole ordeal all the more amusing. “What the…” Laharl said, clutching his chest and trying to stop the flow. However, as strong as his hands were, they failed to stop the flow, and the milky white liquid continued to ooze out of his breasts… as well as some of it just getting on his hands. “Ugh, why are my boobs leaking like this?” He was just so proud, and now he was red with embarrassment. Etna laughed, enjoying her latest plan unfold. ‘I hope this isn’t actually hurting the prince…’ She thought, worried that her gift might somehow cause harm. But the truth was, the milk wasn't harming Laharl one bit. The milk didn't hurt him. In fact, it felt good. Still, Laharl’s face continued burning with embarrassment as he watched his milk flow out of his muscle tits. The prince’s body glistened with sweat and his body temperature rose as he turned to face Etna, who proceeded to look up at him. “I didn’t know that was part of the gum’s effects…” Etna lied. “That’s pretty crazy though, prince.” “You don’t think I knew that…-? Mmmn…!” Laharl tilted his face to the side and closed his eyes as the sensations continued overwhelming him. The overlord released faint pants every couple of seconds, and he failed to notice Etna’s sly smile thanks to his shut eyes. His breathing grew a little more heavy as he felt his cock throb, even if he couldn’t see it, he knew one thing for certain; as much as he felt embarrassed about his breast milk, his body loved it… It definitely wasn’t hard for Etna to notice Laharl’s massive bulge, begging to be free from its cloth confines. It throbbed and ached, threatening to rip through Laharl’s underwear and shorts, both of these being incredibly tight and hardly fitting him anymore, they were way too small for his enormous size. ‘Huh, I didn’t think he’d be enjoying this.’ Etna commented mentally. ‘His body is totally betraying him! This is thrilling!!’ The girl managed to hold back a joyful squeal that would have definitely gave her away if she were to let it out. After a few short moments of a flustered Laharl spilling copious amounts of milk from his hard nipples, his shorts and underwear gave up on containing Laharl’s manhood and his belt snapped along with both materials ripping to shreds, revealing the surpreme overlord’s package. It was long, thick, and stood straight up… Laharl didn’t seem like the type to be well-endowed before, given how small he was, but there was no denying that his transformation had gifted him more than just great muscles! His balls were big and full of semen as well… Speaking of semen, a smidge of precum formed at the tip of the behemoth of a man’s penis and ran down the base, coincidentally at the same time some more thick, creamy milk dripped down his titanic pecs. To be honest, Etna would be lying if she were to tell you that she wasn’t at least a LITTLE turned on from the sight, and it only made it better that she was the one and only viewer… however, her arousal was paired with a sense of curiosity; she wondered if Laharl’s lactation tasted good. I mean, the milky substance looked good enough, so the red-haired demon girl figured that it’d have a taste that went along with that. And so, the demon walked over to her ‘master’, getting a whiff of his scent. Laharl finally opened his eyes and turned his head back to his vassal, being reminded of just how burgeoning their size difference was; Etna was initially taller than Laharl by a few inches, but now Laharl was taller than Etna by a few feet! “Etna? What are you- gah!!” Laharl gasped as he both felt and saw Etna latch her lips to his tasty-looking muscle tit, getting ready to make Laharl breastfeed her. “Sorry, prince, I’m just curious! I hope you understand.” Etna ‘apologized’ before proceeding to begin her sucking; the demon girl sucked on the demon boy’s nipples slowly and gently, getting a taste of his tit milk and humming as she felt it flow down her throat. ‘Mmm, this stuff is pretty good! I sorta expected that, but still, damn…’ Etna thought as she continued drinking down all of the milk Laharl was offering, the titan squirming and whimpering as he was hit with another source of pleasure, only adding to the pleasure he was already experiencing. He barely knew how to react to the overwhelming waves of stimulation that hit his body over and over again, all he could do for now was release subby moans and whimpers with a flustered face. He was still embarrassed of the fact that his nipples were producing milk, yes, but the intense amounts of pleasure he was feeling was beginning to overshadow how humiliated he felt. Then, Etna’s eyes widened as she felt an explosion of muscle tit juice happen inside of her mouth, and she struggled to swallow all of the creamy, milky substance. Some of it leaking out of her mouth and onto her chin or the floor. The girl then moved one of her hands to Laharl’s large, unattended, meaty pec and began to fondle it, turning her eyes to it and watching as the giant’s thick, white lactation spilled onto her hand. ‘Man, I’ve never seen the prince act like this. He’s rock hard, I wonder when he’ll cum, eheh.’ Etna wondered as she continued suckling and groping the blue-haired boy’s gigantic muscle boobs. Laharl’s shaft throbbed and twitched as the hunk’s orgasm approached rapidly, butterflies forming in the overlord’s stomach as he felt himself getting closer and closer to reaching his climax. Etna didn’t hold back, though; she lapped at the mighty overlord’s rock hard tits, slurping up the milk they produced like a total pervert… eventually, Laharl couldn’t handle the heavy waves of pleasure, and his orgasm plummeted towards him before hitting him like a train. “O-Oh… ah… Etna…~” he panted right before his release Laharl had gone over the edge, and he finally had his orgasm. “Aaaahhh~!!” He moaned loudly, bucking his hips as his fat cock spurted out rope after rope of potent cum, as well as another explosion of delicious breast milk into Etna’s mouth. Laharl’s cum landed pretty much all over him, and a little bit ended up on the floor as well. “Mmm- oh…~!!!” He moaned and whimpered as his orgasm continued for what felt like forever. It was crazy that he had this much sperm stored inside of his balls, it was a golden sight for Etna to see her master spill his load all over the place. After what felt like forever, Laharl’s orgasm subsided, and he was seemingly snapped out of whatever slutty trance his horniness had put him in, his cock softening. “Fuck…” he cussed under his breath. “The prinnies will have to clean this up later… the hell was up with that gum, anyway?” He asked, panting as he went through the afterglow of his orgasmic bliss. “Yeah yeah, I’ll make them make you some new underwear and shorts too if you want.” Etna answered. “Of course I want that. I’m not a big fan of public nudity!” “Really? To be honest, I always kinda thought you seemed like the type, especially now that you’re so big.” Etna commented, pulling away from Laharl’s jacked body. “…” Laharl blushed once again. “Speaking of being so big; seriously, what was in that gum?” He asked yet again, not leaving Etna alone about it until he got an answer. “Uhh… some unique ingredients… thats why I gave that gum to you as a gift.” Etna said, sort of beating around the bush, Laharl giving her a suspicious look in response but ultimately deciding to let it go. “Whatever… at least these new muscles I got will help me in battle.” Laharl smirked, flexing his sexy, gigantic bicep and bouncing his enormous pecs. “Anyway, I’m getting tired again… I’m going back to sleep. You should go to sleep too.” He laid back down, his bed barely being able to handle his massive size and weight. It was sort of a humorous sight, at least to the overlord’s vassal, that is. “Eheh-“ she giggled, “sure. Night night, prince~!” She left Laharl’s room and got back to hers, plopping down onto her bed. “Man, I really am exhausted now… I wanna read some more of the type of stuff Flonne recommended me… *yawn* goodnight…” and with that, the girl’s plan was a success.

Disclaimers: this is both an m/f AND m/m story, the m/f version is on top while the m/m version is at the bottom. Please note that not only does pronouns NOT equal gender, but your genitalia does not define your gender identity read the version you want based on whether or not you’re a yaoi enthusiast or not. Also ignore the spacing between the two vers being different, I forgot the order of the spacing in the original ver. Both characters go back and forth being dom and sub; muscle subs aren’t exactly my type but I imagine Mao being a switch anyway so I guess this works out, I also see Beryl as a switch it still works out. This also has some musk and degradation stuff because I was jamming all of my fetishes/kinks into this shit sooo yeah enjoy! also spoilers but Beryl kinda breaks the laws of physics to ride Mao’s cock but thats ok because its my insane sex and I make the rules (also also some of this stuff only make sense if you’ve played Disgaea 3 which I’m not sure a lot of people here have so uhh) ___ M/F version: “Mao, I brought you some snacks!” Beryl notified, walking towards her childhood… rival’s dorm. “Great, just leave it at the door, I’m busy.” Mao responded before diverting his attention back to whatever was making him busy. “Busy? Heh, now I’m curious.” Beryl chuckled before waltzing into Mao’s room. “Just what are you up to? Do you need any help?” “No, I don’t need any help- and get out of my room! You pesky delinquent…” Mao tsked, trying his best to ignore Beryl after that. However, it was pretty hard to get Beryl out of his hair; she was just like that. “C’mon, just tell me. I don’t bite, I promise!” Beryl said with her usual cheery tone, although it was obvious she was begging. “Don’t make promises! Demons don’t do that kind of thing!” Mao spat in response, not budging from his spot despite being obviously annoyed by Beryl. The girl sighed. She really wanted an answer from Mao but he wasn't giving one, so she would just have to push further. “I know you're hiding something, Mao. That's why you dodged my pleads just now. So, what is it?! What are you working on? And don't lie to me! You know I'm a good judge of character!” Beryl demanded, but with her voice Mao could never really take her seriously. “Fine! If you must know, I am currently working on a new experiment.” Mao spilled. “Hmph, I already knew that, tell me more-“ “That’s all you’re getting out of me. Now just give me the snacks and get out. Isn’t it against your moral highgrounds as a delinquent to break into someone’s room?” Mao huffed. Beryl rolled her eyes. There were times when Mao came off as such an ass “Um, just answer this much; is it something pervy…?” The girl asked. “No. If you’re really that curious, then I’m making a potion to make me grow muscles.” Mao finally revealed, with Beryl giving him a rather surprised expression in response. “Oh, that’s not what you usually make… usually, you’re just dissecting people and/or giving them outrageous upgrades and all that baloney.” Beryl said with a chuckle. “Hey, my upgrades aren’t outrageous, nor are they baloney! They actually work!” Mao argued, taking offence to the latter statement. “Yeah, I guess I’ll give you that much. But anyway, why are you making this kinda potion anyway? I never knew you were into that stuff.” Beryl said. “This isn’t a fetish thing, I have my reasons; I need to grow strong just like one of those super heroes!” Mao explained, putting a serious face on. “Why are you so fixated on heroes if you just hate them? Just think about it; all those comics you read about them, all the animes you watch about them, all the time you consume ‘researching’ about them. Why do you even care about it?” Beryl asked. “Hmph, you already know the reason. Anyway, this potion will make me bigger every time I eat something! Sounds nice, right?” Mao said with an excited smile. “No offense but… aren’t there easier ways to go about this? Like, growing stronger through training or something? It doesn't seem like it'd be that effective." Beryl replied, tilting her head. "Training is for losers! I want to get strong NOW! Plus I get to eat food while I grow, that's what I call a win-win situation!" Mao shouted. “Then… wouldn’t taking steroids be a much less time-consuming way to get jacked?” Beryl asked, thinking aloud. “Heh, the Evil Academy’s biggest delinquent, Beryl herself, recommending that I take steroids? How ironic.” Mao scoffed. “Anyway, I don't need to take steroids! This potion is perfect for me! Besides, I don't even know how to use steroids properly! I can only do the one thing I know well, which is this!” Mao declared proudly. "Well, are you done making the potion? I’m still curious, y’know…” Beryl asked. “Basically. I’ll make adjustments later if I need to, but the base formula is ready. All I have to do now is drink it, of course!” Mao said happily, getting up from his desk and grabbing the bottle the potion was in. He then proceeded to drink it all down, without leaving anything left behind. “Mao… You drank it… all?!" Beryl gasped. “What? it needs to be drunk entirely. It has to absorb into my body and spread around. Or else it won’t work!” Mao explained. “Now, you brought snacks, didn’t you? Come on, give me something!” “Oh, right…! Here you go. This is just a small snack though...” Beryl said, handing Mao a plate full of assorted sweets. “Gimme!” Mao demanded, swiftly taking the treats. He then stuffed his mouth with all the snacks he could manage in one go, before letting out a satisfied sigh. “Wow, this is so good! I never thought that food could be this delicious! I'm hungry again! Gimme more! More, I say!!” Mao complained. “You sure are greedy, huh? Are you sure you're not just using this as an excuse to gorge yourself?" Beryl teased. “And it’s just mere sweets, too… haven’t you eaten anything any better before?” “Ah, now that you mention it, I don’t think I remember enjoying sweets *this* much before. Eh, oh well. I'll just keep eating until I feel full, yeah?” Mao declared. Suddenly, he felt his stomach growl loudly. “See? it’s not good to eat so many sweets at once… hey, hold on. You’re, uhhh- you’re kind of sweating… like, a lot.” Beryl noted. “Hmph, you’re right. And hey, I… I kind of feel strange too… What's happening to me?” Mao pondered, looking down at his hands. They suddenly seemed… well, a little bigger. A little bigger than before. “What? Huh? Uhh- what is this?” Mao exclaimed, confused before his face turned into one of realization. A grin grew on his face. “Eheh, I knew it! This potion actually works! I've got a feeling that I'm gonna grow even bigger, soon!” Mao proclaimed proudly. And, to be fair, he wasn’t wrong; he was already a bit taller than before. Not by much, but enough to notice. "So, how do you feel? Any side effects yet? I mean, if this potion really does what it claims to... then you should be fine..." Beryl asked, eyeing Mao suspiciously. “Hey, wait, your legs. They’re… expanding?” It was true, Mao's legs were buffing up rapidly; his thigh gap had gotten a lot narrower and they looked pretty toned. His quads were definitely bulging, too. His chest also appeared to be growing in size, too, and his shoulders were starting to get broader. His pecs swelled up impressively, too. As a matter of fact, everything on his upper body seemed to be expanding quickly. He quickly began developing rows of abs, his back muscles seemed to be getting bigger and denser, and his biceps and forearms started to look noticeably beefier, too. It was all very impressive, especially considering the speed at which it occurred. His neck was also starting to thicken, and his Adam's apple was becoming noticeable, too. However, his growth paused shortly after that, it seems like he needed more food… I guess it was like gas for a car. “Beryl, feed me more snacks! I want to fill myself up, alright?! I'll be fine, trust me!” Mao demanded, his glasses fogging up perversely as he slurped up the drool that was drooling down his chin. Oh, now that Beryl knew that this was turning him on, this changed everything for her. “Mhm, more food coming right up!” Beryl happily obliged, trying to hide the lust that had started bubbling up inside of her. She grabbed a few plates of snacks and handed them over to Mao, who greedily snatched them up. He then stuffed himself with all the snacks he could possibly manage, stuffing his cheeks with each bite. The more food he ate, the bigger he’d grow, and soon he grew once more. He grew even larger, rapidly transforming from a thin, scrawny boy into a muscular hunk of a man. His muscle mass increased dramatically, and while he was growing bigger, he also grew hungrier, constantly demanding more food. Even when he was full, he still managed to stuff himself with more food, constantly eating until he couldn't anymore, but who knew when that would be. His clothes strained under the immense pressure of his expanded frame, and they were soon ripped off his body, leaving him naked from above the waist. Beryl stared at him with wide eyes. She could feel herself getting increasingly wet down below, and it was getting harder for her to hide her overwhelming lust. Mao’s body glistened with sweat, making him seem like he was lathered with oil and even more desirable. His nipples were big and hard, and they stood out prominently against his large chest, and his pecs and abs were bulging. His biceps, triceps, pectorals, deltoids, lats, traps, delts, and forearms all bulged impressively, and his veins appeared clearly defined. His ass was also getting bigger, and it looked great. He was starting to develop a nice bubble butt, and the roundness of it was magnificent. Beryl had to restrain her urges to just masturbating right there and then, she’d probably be teased to death if she went through with her filthy actions… but to be fair, Mao wasn’t any better; his dick had been growing all this time and was now half-hard. As Mao grew, he had sweat profusely, giving him a sexy, musky smell. He practically oozed sexual appeal and sensuality, making Beryl want to fuck him right then and there, but she restrained herself. It didn’t take long after that for his belt to snap and his white shorts to rip. His knee-length tights and boxers threatened to rip to shreds any moment. Soon, he was completely naked, his dick rising to full attention. His body was covered in a layer of sweat, and it glistened in whatever light seeped into the room. A small bead of precum dripped out of his tip, making its way down his shaft. In response to Mao's nudity, Beryl blushed deeply. Her heart beat faster, and she felt like she might pass out from excitement, she was so aroused. The overwhelmed girl couldn't help but stare at Mao's impressive physique, his massive cock twitching against his belly. She wanted nothing more than to give it a stroke, or lick it, or even suck on it. She eyed his member hungrily, salivating at the thought of taking a bite out of it. She licked her lips unconsciously, and her face turned redder by the second. She could feel her panties getting soaked, and she desperately tried to grab them and hide her arousal. But, as if he sensed what Beryl was thinking, Mao leaned forward, staring deep into her eyes. "You want some?" Mao asked, grabbing Beryl's head with both hands. "Come on, you know you want it." Beryl nodded, unable to speak due to her raging lust. It seemed like Beryl was the pervert now. And now there was no point not to give into her urges, right? …Although, a large majority of her urges involved… feeding him more? Yes, that sounded perfect. She wanted to be a potentially gentle but definitely domineering feeder who fed him all of his meals, making him even buffer, and give him much more than that. She knew it wouldn’t be the best idea, given how Mao had already gained a bit too much mass than ‘recommended’, but she couldn’t help it; she didn’t care if he broke through the ceiling, she didn’t care if the boy outgrew the whole damn academy, she just couldn’t get this image of her sitting on top of his behemoth cock, feeding him more and more, enhancing his growth continuously out of her head. And that was why she shoved her hand past her skirt and between her thighs, rubbing her clit furiously through her tights and panties. She had to cum right away, otherwise she'd go insane. Her breathing became heavy, and her face was now bright red. Her pussy throbbed, and she was already so close to an orgasm. But she held back, determined to keep going for as long as possible. Mao smirked at Beryl, who was clearly horny as hell, and his member continued to twitch. He could tell that Beryl was enjoying herself, and he wasn't about to deny her wishes. That would just be cruel. He lifted Beryl up and placed her on his lap, straddling him. His member dangled over her pelvis, and it looked like it was going to fall into her crotch any moment. Beryl moaned softly, and her legs spread open slightly. Mao gave her a teasing look, “come on, tell me all of your desires. We’ll see who the real pervert here is.” Beryl glared at him, and her eyes were burning with lust. She wanted to scream her thoughts out, to tell him exactly how she felt, but she decided to keep things classy, and kept quiet, only moaning quietly when he'd tease her. "Well?" Mao asked again, grinning widely. "What do you desire?" Beryl stared into Mao's eyes, her fingers moving faster along her dripping wet slit. "I- I... um, want to be your feeder. Your..." she paused, trying to find the right words, "...your food provider." Mao smirked, pleased with what she said. "Oh really?" he said, licking his lips. "I'm glad to hear that. Do you want to be my feeder because you're attracted to me?" but the giant boy received no answer from the smaller girl in response. "Or maybe you want to see me grow? Are you curious to see just how big I can get?" he asked, his voice becoming husky.“You’re so dirty, Beryl. You want to see how big and buff I can get, don't you?” he whispered, staring deep into her eyes. God, since when did this boy get so damn teasing?! Beryl didn't think she'd ever been this turned on before. But of course, she had to pursue what she wanted; feeding him and making him grow even bigger. She gave her best attempt at a smirk. “I guess I am. And yes, I want to see how big you can get.” And Mao smiled, satisfied with what she said. He leaned back a little, and then grabbed another snack and handed it to the pink-haired girl that sat on his enormous girth. She then licked her lips and brought the piece of food closer to the mouth of the giant in front of her, and he started chewing. She slowly fed him bite by bite, and after a few minutes, he finished the whole thing. She then tilted her head and asked him, "Do you want more?" The giant boy smirked, "of course. What else would I want? More food, of course." Beryl giggled, and handed him another snack. Then she fed him more bites until he was full once again. This time, she made sure to slow down, savoring every second she spent feeding him. It didn’t long for his growth to resume, and soon he was rapidly swelling up again. His legs grew longer, and his arms got wider, and he gained some new muscles. Soon, he was almost as tall as the ceiling itself, and he was getting bigger by the minute, and his growth was relentless. But Beryl didn't mind. She wanted to see what he would become, and she knew that she wouldn't be able to contain her excitement. So, she reached out and grabbed hold of his growing pecs and squeezed them. “Aaaah!" Mao moaned loudly. "That feels amazing! Don't stop squeezing them, I love it!" Beryl grinned, feeling powerful and sexy as hell. She was stroking and squeezing the massive shoulders of the giant boy, and it felt absolutely amazing. He responded well to her touch, and his huge frame shook as Beryl slowly began to dominate him. His cock swelled hard against the inside of her thighs, and soon the giant was completely erect, ready to shoot his first load. Beryl moaned happily, and her fingers moved faster, gripping his muscular body tighter than ever. She loved the way he reacted to her, and she felt so incredibly sexy. The demon girl looked up at his face, and she saw his glasses were fogged up like hell, as if he couldn't control himself. He was breathing heavier than usual too, and his chest expanded with each breath, making him look even more impressive. She knew he was close, and she smirked, knowing she had to take matters into her own hands. She moved her small hands back to Mao’s shiny pecs, and she started massaging them harder. She watched as his muscles rippled beneath her small palms, and she could feel her heart pounding in her chest, as she rubbed and squeezed his perfect body. Her tight grip made him moan louder, which excited her even more. She continued to massage him, and soon she heard him groan loudly. She quickly moved her fingers to his nipples, and she pinched them roughly, causing him to cry out in pleasure. The pink-haired girl moaned, and she bit her lip in anticipation. She continued to pinch and twist his rock hard nipples, while still working his body. She kept rubbing his pecs and abs, until he finally screamed out loud, a deep guttural sound that echoed through the room. His cock throbbed against her inner thighs, and his thick cum erupted in between her thighs. She couldn't believe how much he shot. A large amount of thick white jizz splattered onto her thighs, and she touched them and held the semen up to her face, smiling. "Wow..." she murmured, looking at the globs of cum that were oozing out of his dick. Mao's breathing slowed down and he looked over at the smaller girl. He smiled, "that was intense." “Yeah, but I have the feeling you’re up for at least one more round.” Beryl smirked. Mao nodded, his mouth watering as Beryl pulled another piece of food out of literally no where. She placed it in front of him, and he took a bite of it before she gave him another. She continued to feed him this way until he was full again, and he was getting bigger and bigger by the minute. His gargantuan frame threatened to break through the ceiling, and Beryl was loving every single second of it. She felt like a goddess of sorts herself, and she loved the fact that her power over him seemed to be limitless. She saw the giant boy grow, and she smiled as she admired him. She stroked his massive frame, and she could feel his cock throbbing against her inner thigh. She smirked, and looked up at his face, "you like the way my hand feels on your body?" Mao nodded, still breathing heavily. His arms were covered in sweat, and his chest was soaked in it. He was drenched with manly sweat and musk, and a tad bit of it infiltrated Beryl’s nose. But surprisingly, it turned her on even more. She stroked his chest and abs, and let her hand slide down his stomach, until she reached his thick meaty cock. She smirked, and she started stroking him vigorously, and she knew it wouldn't take long for him to blow his load again. But she was definitely caught off guard when Mao began sliding her skirt off and he tossed it aside, revealing to top of her tights and panties. She gasped at his boldness, but she was intrigued. She wanted to see just how far he would go, and she decided to let him do whatever he wanted. He pulled her panties aside, and he was greeted by her wet pussy. It was dripping from all the excitement, and he didn't hesitate to spread her thighs apart and bury his face between them. Beryl moaned loudly, and she grabbed his hair tightly, pulling on it as he ate her out. Mao licked her slit and clit, and he sucked on her fat lips, his tongue swirling around her wet flesh. Beryl's eyes rolled back in her head, and she moaned deeply, "oh fuck... mhm..." Mao looked up at her and he felt a rush of pleasure run through his body. The adorable pink-haired girl was moaning and panting, as his tongue flicked over her sensitive clit. He could tell she was incredibly close to cumming, but he also wanted to make sure she enjoyed herself. So he stopped licking her pussy for a brief moment, and he moved his big hand between her legs. He slid one of his meaty fingers inside her tight hole, and he curled it around, while continuing to lick her clit. Beryl cried out, "oh god!" and her nails dug into his scalp as she came hard. Her juices squirted out of her pussy, coating Mao's face, and she threw her head back, screaming loudly. The titan in between her thighs just swallowed all of the tasty juice up, and it seemed to make him grow as well. The ceiling just above Mao’s head couldn’t restrain him any longer, and it crumbled under the weight of his monstrous form. Beryl looked down at Mao still in front of her sex and she smirked. The boy with glasses looked so fucking hot, with his face covered in cum and his dick rock hard and needy. The two were practically glowing with arousal, and Beryl knew that her orgasm had left her flushed in more than one way. She moaned and she ran her hands through Mao’s sweaty hair, pulling on it as she came closer and closer to cumming herself. She looked down at her “rival’s” beefy fingers, coated in her cum, and she brought them to her lips. She tasted the sweet liquid on her tongue, and she moaned, "mmmmm..." Mao could feel his growth continue, sending him wave after wave of pleasure. At this point, he was dying to fuck Beryl’s pussy. He needed to be inside her, and he wanted to pound her deepest parts. And judging from the way Beryl was reacting, she wanted him to do the same thing. She kissed his hand, and then she licked his fingers clean. She smiled seductively at him, and she grabbed his cock with both hands, stroking its length. She squeezed it firmly, causing his dick to twitch and throb, and she couldn't help but notice how much stronger it was now. She stroked him slowly, massaging his shaft, and she whispered something in his ear, "I want you to come inside me." Mao groaned lustfully, and he nodded his head eagerly. Beryl smirked, and she lowered herself onto his shaft. She wrapped her legs around whatever of his waist her small body could reach, and she took all of his cock inside her pussy. She moaned loudly, feeling the huge monster inside her, and she gripped his back tightly. She held him against her, grinding her hips in a circular motion, and she told him how good he felt inside her, "fuck yeah..." Mao grunted and he thrust his hips upward, pushing deeper inside Beryl, until he bottomed out. She shuddered, and she sighed deeply, as he filled her completely. She wiggled her butt, and she ground her pelvis against his, urging him to move. Mao obliged, and he started sliding his cock in and out of her tight pussy. He leaned forward slightly, and he grabbed onto Beryl's thighs with his large hands, holding them tightly against his shoulders. Beryl gasped, and she lifted her ass higher, allowing him to drive deeper into her. She smiled wickedly, and she said, "fuck me, Mao... fuck me harder..." Mao grunted and he slammed himself deep inside her. Beryl cried out, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. She bit her lip as she looked into his eyes, "you're so big... fuck... I can feel every inch of your cock inside me..." Mao was overcome with pleasure, and he couldn't take it anymore. He bent forward and he buried his face in her neck, kissing the soft skin there. He moaned deeply, and he continued pumping his cock in and out of her tight pussy. the walls began to crack under the pressure of his immense frame. He pounded her mercilessly, and he reached behind himself, grabbing onto Beryl's tits. They were small, but they felt amazing in his hands, and he squeezed them roughly, causing her to cry out in pleasure. Beryl wasn't going to last long. She could already feel an intense orgasm approaching, and she was desperate to get there. She arched her back, and she screamed wildly as she came, spasming around his dick. She had never felt anything this good before, and she pulled him even closer to her. She fucked herself on his cock, and she rode it desperately, trying to prolong the pleasure that was coursing through her entire body. He placed one of his massive hands on her chest, and he squeezed it lovingly. He looked into her eyes, and he grinned, "good girl..." Beryl giggled and she rolled her eyes, "can we just cuddle for a little bit?" Mao chuckled, and he nodded his head, "of course." And proceeding to shove Beryl into his beefy, sweaty globes on his chest, A.K.A his gigantic pecs. Beryl squealed happily, wrapping her arms around whatever of him she could reach, and she nuzzled his muscle tits affectionately. She lay there, pressed against his muscular chest, and she smiled dreamily at him, taking his rough, manly scent in. She kissed his chest playfully, running her tongue along his thick muscles. His skin tasted salty, like sweat. She inhaled deeply, and she closed her eyes, letting the smell of his musk wash over her. She had never smelled anything so delicious in her life. Her mind wandered, and her thoughts became clouded by lust and desire. She couldn't stop thinking about this magnificent hunk next to her. She couldn't believe how strong he was. How handsome he looked. The demon girl wondered if the demon boy had any more surprises in store for her. She felt his bulge growing beneath her, and she shivered with anticipation. She wanted to feel it inside her again. But this time, she wanted to be in control; she wanted to ride him. "Do you want some more?" Mao asked, licking his lips seductively. Beryl smiled wickedly, and she shook her head, "I think I need another round... two, maybe three." Mao laughed. He kissed her neck sweetly, and he whispered huskily in her ear, "you got it, Beryl..." He pushed her flat against his chest, and he spread her legs open wide. Beryl giggled, and she looked up at him coyly, "go ahead..." Mao smiled wickedly, and he slid his cock slowly inside her. Beryl gasped, and she moaned as he filled her once again. He was thicker than he had been before, and he felt bigger too. She found it hard to imagine how he would ever fit even one more inch inside her, but she didn't have much choice. The demon girl was already impossibly stretched by his massive cock, and she knew that she wouldn't be able to handle any more. She tried not to think about it, though. She was determined to keep enjoying herself. Beryl bit her lip, and she arched her back. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and she squeezed his muscular pecs. She moaned loudly, and she looked into Mao's eyes, "fuck me harder... make me cum again..." Mao smirked, and he did just what she wanted him to do. He grabbed her by the hips, and he thrust his cock into her tight pussy hard and fast. Beryl groaned, and she tightened her grip on his pecs. Normally, this would have been totally impossible thanks to their burgeoning size difference, Beryl decided it was ok to break the laws of physics just this once. The demon girl dug her nails into his pecs, as she took all that he could give her. She was so close to cumming again already, and she hoped that it wouldn't take long before she would. She squeezed her eyes shut, and she threw her head back, moaning loudly. She started panting heavily, and she focused only on the feeling of being fucked. She was so overwhelmed with pleasure, and the heat between her legs was building rapidly. She could feel her orgasm rushing towards her, and she moaned loudly as she came, crying out in pleasure. She came hard, shaking uncontrollably, and she shuddered as she rode out her orgasm. She felt every pulse of his cock inside of her, and her whole body trembled, tensing up as she climaxed. She whimpered softly, gasping, "ahhhhhh..." Mao growled, and he grunted as he kept pounding her. He wanted to make sure that she felt the full extent of his cock. He loved making her feel good, and he wanted to show her that he cared about her. He wasn't afraid of hurting her or doing something wrong. He was sure that she would let him know if he was, and he had faith in her. He continued thrusting into her, even after her orgasm had passed. He was still hard, and he was ready for round 2. He picked up the pace, and he pounded her relentlessly. He grabbed her ass tight, squeezing it in his hands, making Beryl yelp and gyrate her hips once more, riding his cock. She rode him faster and faster, until she was on the verge of another orgasm. She needed to cum again, right now! Mao grinned, and he squeezed her butt harder, "cum for me, Beryl," he commanded, grinning. Beryl nodded, and she whimpered, "yes... yes..." She squeezed her eyes shut, biting her lip. She cried out loudly, and she shivered as her pussy clenched down on his dick. She screamed, and she came again, shaking violently. She shook from head to toe, and she shuddered uncontrollably. It felt like a dozen orgasms had hit her at once, and she couldn't help herself. She buried her face into his shoulder, sobbing and gasping in pleasure. She had never come so hard in her life. Mao groaned, and he thrust into her one last time. He held her close to him, and he kissed her neck tenderly. He tried to pull out of her, but Beryl stopped him before he could. “No,” she said, beginning to ride Mao’s manhood once more. It was the buff giant’s turn to be in the hot seat, and he was loving every second of it. He moaned and whimpered, clearly enjoying the tides turning. All Beryl responded with was a wicked chuckle, and Mao wasn’t really sure it fit her character, but he couldn’t really care, instead focusing on how much he was getting off to being used by this much smaller girl. Beryl smirked, and she teased him vocally, "ohhhh, you like this, don't you?" Mao moaned, and he nodded weakly, "uh huh. How’d I know?" Beryl pumped her hips, and she bit her lower lip, "it's ok, I'll make sure to keep doing this to you." Mao nodded, and he smiled, "okay, I guess I can deal with it." Beryl laughed, and she leaned forward, kissing him passionately. They both moaned loudly, and they kissed as they pleasured each other. They were completely lost in their own little world, which is exactly where they wanted to be. Beryl continued teasing Mao to hell and back while she stayed riding his thick, long rod. He had yet to reach his peak, and it was driving him insane. He loved having her ride him like this; it was so beautiful to him. She had such a cute face, and she was so small, but her body was incredible. She was so tight around him, and she gripped him tightly, milking his shaft for all its worth. Mao couldn't take it anymore, and he reached his limit. He pulled out of her, and he leaned over her back, grunting. He grabbed onto her shoulders, holding himself up. He took a deep breath, and he panted, "I'm gonna... cum!" he warned her, and she nodded, quickly leaning back against his chest. “Hehe, who’s the dirty one now~?” Beryl giggled, and she turned her face upwards, looking at him. He panted, drooling slightly, he looked so damn pathetic. She knew that she was going to have to make sure to use him like this often, because he looked so incredibly adorable when he was trying to hold back his load, and he looked so damn sexy too. It made her want to fuck him senseless! Beryl smirked, and she arched her back, grinding her hips against him. She forced his cock inside of her, and she began riding him rapidly. She bounced on his massive, thick member, and she moaned, "yes... yes..." She rode him enthusiastically, and she gasped, "you're so big... m-more... muah... ah..." She looked down at him, and she licked her lips, "c-can you handle it? Are you a good boy?" Mao nodded, and he whimpered a bit, "haha... yeah..." His voice was raspy, and he sounded like he was about to lose control of himself. Beryl smirked, "good." She leaned forward, pressing her breasts against his chest. She closed her eyes, and she moaned, "fuck me... please..." Beryl heard a moan next to her, and she opened her eyes slowly. She found Mao staring at her breasts, his face was flushed bright red. He looked so slutty, and so utterly happy. He was panting lightly, and he looked so excited. She was glad that he liked them, and that they weren't just a letdown. She smiled softly, and she bit her bottom lip, "here I go." She started to rock back and forth faster and harder. She was smiling wide now, and she leaned forward, kissing him. She felt his hands on her ass, squeezing her cheeks, and she moaned into his mouth as they kissed. The two of them were moaning and panting loudly, and they didn't even care. "Yes... oh god. Yes," she cried out, and she squeezed his arms tighter, trying to keep herself from bouncing too hard. She wasn't about to stop though, and neither was Mao. He knew how much she enjoyed riding him, and he could tell that she was close to her limit. He pulled her closer to him, and he wrapped his arms around her. He lifted her up off of him, and he held her in place, allowing her to grind herself against him without actually moving. Beryl purred, and she leaned her forehead against his, panting heavily. Her body shook from the intense feeling, and she groaned, "Are you close, Mao? Are you getting close?" Mao nodded, and he groaned, "yeah, I'm so close. Can you feel it?" Beryl nodded, and she grinned, "I can, Mao. Just keep letting me toy with you, and I‘d appreciate some whimpers with that too!” The girl joked, and she started to bounce faster. She hit all of his most sensitive spots, and she could feel his cock throbbing inside her every time. She rubbed her clit against his pelvis, and she cried out, "oh god! Mao... mmmf!" she moaned, and she bucked her hips desperately, thrusting herself up and down on his thick, long pole. “C-Come on, beg for it. Beg me to make you cum..!” Beryl moaned, and she squeezed her inner walls around his shaft, grinding against him. Mao moaned, "Please, Beryl!" he begged her, "Please ruin me..." The girl giggled, "Oh god, Mao. You sound like such a little slut sometimes. I love it." She moaned loudly, and she continuer her movements, bouncing frantically. “But thats just because that’s what you are; a slutty, filthy whore. Whores need to be ruined. They need to learn their place. And I’m going to make you see that...” She continued to ride him, and her pussy gripped him tightly. This wasn’t like her at all, but she couldn’t help herself. Mao’s new muscles seemed to have awakened something inside of her. Beryl's pussy clenched tight around his cock, and she moaned in orgasmic bliss. She came on him, and she came hard. She trembled as she rode him through it. Her juices flowed freely from her cunt, and she gasped, "no... no... don't stop!" Mao chuckled, and he slowed his pace to match hers. He leaned forward, pressing his lips against hers. He kissed her deeply, and he cupped her cheek, holding her still. The two of them were panting loudly, and they both kept moaning. They moaned together, and they kissed passionately while the girl recovered from her climax. "You're such a dirty little whore, Mao," Beryl moaned softly, "and I've never loved anything more. I love you so much right now, Mao." Mao smiled, and he kissed her again, "me too, Beryl. Me too. Want to keep feeding me?” Mao asked perversly. Oh right, the feeding thing! Beryl had forgotten all of that, which was surprising considering it was her initial desire when this whole muscle growth thing had started. And she nodded in response, going to grab some more food. ——— M/M version: “Mao, I brought you some snacks!” Beryl notified, walking towards his childhood… rival’s dorm. “Great, just leave it at the door, I’m busy,” Mao responded before diverting his attention back to whatever was making him busy. “Busy? Heh, now I’m curious.” Beryl chuckled before waltzing into Mao’s room. “Just what are you up to? Do you need any help?” “No, I don’t need any help- and get out of my room! You pesky delinquent…” Mao tsked, trying his best to ignore Beryl after that. However, it was pretty hard to get Beryl out of his hair; he was just like that. “C’mon, just tell me. I don’t bite, I promise!” Beryl said with his usual cheery tone, although it was obvious he was begging. “Don’t make promises! Demons don’t do that kind of thing!” Mao spat in response, not budging from his spot despite being annoyed by Beryl. The boy sighed. He really wanted an answer from Mao but he wasn't giving one, so he would just have to push further. “I know you're hiding something, Mao. That's why you dodged my pleas just now. So, what is it?! What are you working on? And don't lie to me! You know I'm a good judge of character!” Beryl demanded, but with his voice, Mao could never really take him seriously. “Fine! If you must know, I am currently working on a new experiment.” Mao spilled. “Hmph, I already knew that, tell me more-“ “That’s all you’re getting out of me. Now just give me the snacks and get out. Isn’t it against your moral high grounds as a delinquent to break into someone’s room?” Mao huffed. Beryl rolled his eyes. There were times when Mao came off as such an ass “Um, just answer this much; is it something pervy…?” The boy asked. “No. If you’re really that curious, then I’m making a potion to make me grow muscles.” Mao finally revealed, with Beryl giving him a rather surprised expression in response. “Oh, that’s not what you usually make… usually, you’re just dissecting people and/or giving them outrageous upgrades and all that baloney,” Beryl said with a chuckle. “Hey, my upgrades aren’t outrageous, nor are they baloney! They actually work!” Mao argued, taking offense to the latter statement. “Yeah, I guess I’ll give you that much. But anyway, why are you making this kinda potion anyway? I never knew you were into that stuff.” Beryl said. “This isn’t a fetish thing, I have my reasons; I need to grow strong just like one of those superheroes!” Mao explained, putting a serious face on. “Why are you so fixated on heroes if you just hate them? Just think about it; all those comics you read about them, all the animes you watch about them, all the time you consume ‘researching’ about them. Why do you even care about it?” Beryl asked. “Hmph, you already know the reason. Anyway, this potion will make me bigger every time I eat something! Sounds nice, right?” Mao said with an excited smile. “No offense but… aren’t there easier ways to go about this? Like, growing stronger through training or something? It doesn't seem like it'd be that effective." Beryl replied, tilting his head. "Training is for losers! I want to get strong NOW! Plus I get to eat food while I grow, that's what I call a win-win situation!" Mao shouted. “Then… wouldn’t taking steroids be a much less… time-consuming way to get jacked?” Beryl asked, thinking aloud. “Heh, the Evil Academy’s biggest delinquent, Beryl himself, recommending that I take steroids? How ironic.” Mao scoffed. “Anyway, I don't need to take steroids! This potion is perfect for me! Besides, I don't even know how to use steroids properly! I can only do the one thing I know well, which is this!” Mao declared proudly. "Well, are you done making the potion? I’m still curious, y’know…” Beryl asked. “Basically. I’ll make adjustments later if I need to, but the base formula is ready. All I have to do now is drink it, of course!” Mao said happily, getting up from his desk and grabbing the bottle the potion was in. He then proceeded to drink it all down, without leaving anything left behind. “Mao… You drank it… all?!" Beryl gasped. “What? it needs to be drunk entirely. It has to absorb into my body and spread around. Or else it won’t work!” Mao explained. “Now, you brought snacks, didn’t you? Come on, give me something!” “Oh, right…! Here you go. This is just a small snack though...” Beryl said, handing Mao a plate full of assorted sweets. “Gimme!” Mao demanded, swiftly taking the treats. He then stuffed his mouth with all the snacks he could manage in one go, before letting out a satisfied sigh. “Wow, this is so good! I never thought that food could be this delicious! I'm hungry again! Gimme more! More, I say!!” Mao demanded. “You sure are greedy, huh? Are you sure you're not just using this as an excuse to gorge yourself?" Beryl teased. “And it’s just mere sweets, too… haven’t you eaten anything any better before?” “Ah, now that you mention it, I don’t think I remember enjoying sweets *this* much before. Eh, oh well. I'll just keep eating until I feel full, yeah?” Mao declared. Suddenly, he felt his stomach growl loudly. “See? it’s not good to eat so many sweets at once… hey, hold on. You’re, uhhh- you’re kind of sweating… like, a lot.” Beryl noted. “Hmph, you’re right. And hey, I… I kind of feel strange too… What's happening to me?” Mao pondered, looking down at his hands. They suddenly seemed… well, a little bigger. A little bigger than before. “What? Huh? Uhh- what is this?” Mao exclaimed, confused before his face turned into one of realization. A grin grew on his face. “Eheh, I knew it! This potion actually works! I've got a feeling that I'm gonna grow even bigger, soon!” Mao proclaimed proudly. And, to be fair, he wasn’t wrong; he was already a bit taller than before. Not by much, but enough to notice. "So, how do you feel? Any side effects yet? I mean, if this potion really does what it claims to... then you should be fine..." Beryl asked, eyeing Mao suspiciously. “Hey, wait, your legs. They’re… expanding?” It was true, Mao's legs were buffing up rapidly; his thigh gap had gotten a lot narrower and they looked pretty toned. His quads were definitely bulging, too. His chest also appeared to be growing in size, too, and his shoulders were starting to get broader. His pecs swelled up impressively, too. As a matter of fact, everything on his upper body seemed to be expanding quickly. He quickly began developing rows of abs, his back muscles seemed to be getting bigger and denser, and his biceps and forearms started to look noticeably beefier, too. It was all very impressive, especially considering the speed at which it occurred. His neck was also starting to thicken, and Adam's apple was becoming noticeable, too. However, his growth paused shortly after that, it seems like he needed more food… I guess it was like gas for a car. “Beryl, feed me more snacks! I want to fill myself up, alright?! I'll be fine, trust me!” Mao demanded, his glasses fogging up perversely as he slurped up the drool that was drooling down his chin. Oh, now that Beryl knew that this was turning him on, this changed everything for her. “Mhm, more food coming right up!” Beryl happily obliged, trying to hide the lust that had started bubbling up inside of him. He grabbed a few plates of snacks and handed them over to Mao, who greedily snatched them up. He then stuffed himself with all the snacks he could possibly manage, stuffing his cheeks with each bite. The more food he ate, the bigger he’d grow, and soon he grew once more. He grew even larger, rapidly transforming from a thin, scrawny boy into a muscular hunk of a man. His muscle mass increased dramatically, and while he was growing bigger, he also grew hungrier, constantly demanding more food. Even when he was full, he still managed to stuff himself with more food, constantly eating until he couldn't anymore, but who knew when that would be? His clothes strained under the immense pressure of his expanded frame, and they were soon ripped off his body, leaving him naked from above the waist. Beryl stared at him with wide eyes. He could feel himself getting increasingly wet and hard down below, and it was getting harder for him to hide his overwhelming lust. Mao’s body glistened with sweat, making the expanding boy seem like he was lathered with oil and even more desirable. His nipples were big and hard, and they stood out prominently against his large chest, and his pecs and abs were bulging. His biceps, triceps, pectorals, deltoids, lats, traps, delts, and forearms all bulged impressively, and his veins appeared clearly defined. His ass was also getting bigger, and it looked great. He was starting to develop a nice bubble butt, and the roundness of it was magnificent. Beryl had to restrain his urges to just masturbate right there and then, he’d probably be teased to death if he went through with his filthy actions… but to be fair, Mao wasn’t any better; his dick had been growing all this time and was now half-hard. As Mao grew, he sweat profusely, giving him a sexy, musky smell. He practically oozed sexual appeal and sensuality, making Beryl want to fuck him right then and there, but he restrained himself. It didn’t take long after that for Mao’s belt to snap and his white shorts to rip. His knee-length tights and boxers threatened to rip to shreds any moment. Soon, he was completely naked, his dick rising to full attention. His body was covered in a layer of sweat, and it glistened in whatever light seeped into the room. A small bead of precum dripped out of his tip, making its way down his shaft. In response to Mao's nudity, Beryl blushed deeply. His heart beat faster, and he felt like he might pass out from excitement, he was so aroused. The overwhelmed boy couldn't help but stare at Mao's impressive physique, his massive cock twitching against his belly. Beryl wanted nothing more than to give it a stroke, lick it, or even suck on it. He eyed Mao’s member hungrily, salivating at the thought of taking a bite out of it. Beryl licked his lips unconsciously, and his face turned redder by the second. He could feel his panties getting soaked, and he desperately tried to grab them and hide his arousal. But, as if he sensed what Beryl was thinking, Mao leaned forward, staring deep into the smaller boy’s eyes. "You want some?" Mao asked. "Come on, you know you want it." Beryl nodded, unable to speak due to his raging lust. It seemed like Beryl was the pervert now. And now there was no point not to give into his urges, right? …Although, a large majority of his urges involved… feeding Mao more? Yes, that sounded perfect. He wanted to be a potentially gentle but definitely domineering feeder who fed Mao all of his meals, making him even buffer, and giving him much more than that. Beryl knew it wouldn’t be the best idea, given how Mao had already gained a bit too much mass than ‘recommended’, but he couldn’t help it; he didn’t care if Mao broke through the ceiling, he didn’t care if the boy outgrew the whole damn academy, he just couldn’t get this image of his sitting on top of Mao’s behemoth cock, feeding him more and more, enhancing his growth continuously out of his head. And that was why Beryl shoved his hand past his skirt and into his crotch, stroking his boner furiously through his tights and panties. He had to cum right away, otherwise, he’d go insane. His breathing became heavy, and his face was now bright red. His cock throbbed, and he was already so close to an orgasm. But he held back, determined to keep going for as long as possible. Mao smirked at Beryl, who was clearly horny as hell, and his member continued to twitch. He could tell that Beryl was enjoying himself, and he wasn't about to deny his wishes. That would just be cruel. He lifted Beryl up and placed him on his lap, straddling him. His member dangled over his ass, and it looked like it was going to fall into his asshole any moment. Beryl moaned softly, and his legs spread open slightly. Mao gave Beryl a teasing look, “come on, tell me all of your desires. We’ll see who the real pervert here is.” Beryl glared at him, and his eyes were burning with lust. Beryl wanted to scream his thoughts out, to tell Mao exactly how he felt, but he decided to keep things classy, and kept quiet, only moaning quietly when Mao teased him. "Well?" Mao asked again, grinning widely. "What do you desire?" Beryl stared into Mao's eyes, his fingers moving faster along his dripping dick. "I- I... um, want to be your feeder. Your..." he paused, trying to find the right words, "...your food provider." Mao smirked, pleased with what Beryl said. "Oh really?" he said, licking his lips. "I'm glad to hear that. Do you want to be my feeder because you're attracted to me?" but the giant boy received no answer from the smaller boy in response. "Or maybe you want to see me grow? Are you curious to see just how big I can get?" he asked, his voice becoming husky.“You’re so dirty, Beryl. You want to see how big and buff I can get, don't you?” he whispered, staring deep into his rival’s eyes. God, since when did this boy get so damn teasing?! Beryl didn't think he’d ever been this turned on before. But of course, he had to pursue what he wanted; feeding Mao and making him grow even bigger. Beryl gave his best attempt at a smirk. “I guess I am. And yes, I want to see how big you can get.” And Mao smiled, satisfied with what Berul said. He leaned back a little, and then grabbed another snack and handed it to the pink-haired boy that sat on his enormous girth. Beryl then licked his lips and brought the piece of food closer to the mouth of the giant in front of him, and he started chewing. Beryl slowly fed Mao bite by bite, and after a few minutes, he finished the whole thing. Beryl then tilted his head and asked Mao, "Do you want more?" The giant boy smirked, "of course. What else would I want? More food, of course." Beryl giggled and handed him another snack. Then he fed him more bites until he was full once again. This time, Beryl made sure to slow down, savoring every second he spent feeding Mao. It didn’t long before his growth resumed, and soon he was rapidly swelling up again. His legs grew longer, and his arms got wider, and he gained some new muscles. Soon, he was almost as tall as the ceiling itself, and he was getting bigger by the minute, and his growth was relentless. But Beryl didn't mind. He wanted to see what Mao would become, and he knew that he wouldn't be able to contain his excitement. So, he reached out and grabbed hold of Mao’s growing pecs and squeezed them. “Aaaah!" Mao moaned loudly. "That feels amazing! Don't stop squeezing them, I love it!" Beryl grinned, feeling powerful and sexy as hell. He was stroking and squeezing the massive shoulders of the giant boy, and it felt absolutely amazing. He responded well to his touch, and his huge frame shook as Beryl slowly began to dominate him. His cock swelled hard against the inside of his thighs, and soon the giant was completely erect, ready to shoot his first load. Beryl moaned happily, and his fingers moved faster, gripping Mao’s muscular body tighter than ever. Beryl loved the way Mao reacted to him, and he felt so incredibly sexy. The demon boy looked up at Mao’s face, and he saw his glasses were fogged up like hell as if he couldn't control himself. He was breathing heavier than usual too, and his chest expanded with each breath, making him look even more impressive. Beryl knew Mao was close, and he smirked, knowing he had to take matters into his own hands. He moved his small hands back to Mao’s shiny pecs, and he started massaging them harder. He watched as his muscles rippled beneath his small palms, and he could feel his heart pounding in his chest, as he rubbed and squeezed his perfect body. Beryl’s tight grip made Mao moan louder, which excited the delinquent boy even more. He continued to massage his rival, and soon he heard Mak groan loudly. He quickly moved his fingers to Mao’s nipples, and he pinched them roughly, causing the titan to cry out in pleasure. The pink-haired boy moaned, and he bit his lip in anticipation. He continued to pinch and twist Mao’a rock-hard nipples, while still working his body. He kept rubbing his pecs and abs, until Mao finally screamed out loud, a deep guttural sound that echoed through the room. His cock throbbed against Beryl’s inner thighs, and his thick cum erupted in between his thighs. Beryl couldn't believe how much Mao shot. A large amount of thick white jizz splattered onto his thighs, and he touched them and held the semen up to his face, smiling. "Wow..." Beryl murmured, looking at the globs of cum that were oozing out of his dick. Mao's breathing slowed down and he looked over at the smaller boy. He smiled, "that was intense." “Yeah, but I have the feeling you’re up for at least one more round,” Beryl smirked. Mao nodded, his mouth watering as Beryl pulled another piece of food out of literally nowhere. He placed it in front of him, and he took a bite of it before he gave him another. Beryl continued to feed him this way until he was full again, and he was getting bigger and bigger by the minute. His gargantuan frame threatened to break through the ceiling, and Beryl was loving every single second of it. He felt like a god of sorts himself, and he loved the fact that his power over Mao seemed to be limitless. He saw the giant boy grow, and he smiled as he admired him. He stroked his massive frame, and he could feel his cock throbbing against his inner thigh. Beryl smirked, and looked up at his face, "you like the way my hand feels on your body?" Mao nodded, still breathing heavily. His arms were covered in sweat, and his chest was soaked in it. He was drenched with manly sweat and musk, and a tad bit of it infiltrated Beryl’s nose. But surprisingly, it turned him on even more. He stroked his chest and abs, and let his hand slide down his rival’s stomach until he reached his thick meaty cock. Beryl smirked, and he started stroking Mao vigorously, and the delinquent knew it wouldn't take long for Mao to blow his load again. But he was definitely caught off guard when Mao began sliding Beryl’s skirt off and he tossed it aside, revealing to top of his tights and panties. Beryl gasped at Mao’s boldness, but he was intrigued. He wanted to see just how far Mao would go, and Beryl decided to let him do whatever he wanted. Mao pulled her panties aside, and he was greeted by Beryl’s hard dick, It was dripping from all the excitement, and he didn't hesitate to spread his thighs apart and bury his face between them. Beryl moaned loudly, and he grabbed Mao’s hair tightly, pulling on it as he sucked him off. Mao ran his tongue up Beryl’s erection from the base to the tip, and he sucked on his sexy penis, his tongue swirling around the head. Beryl's eyes rolled back in his head, and he moaned deeply, "oh fuck... mhm..." Mao looked up at Beryl and he felt a rush of pleasure run through his body. The adorable pink-haired boy was moaning and panting, as Mao’s tongue flicked over the sensitive underside of his cock. He could tell Beryl was incredibly close to cumming, but he also wanted to make sure he enjoyed himself. So Mao stopped sucking Beryl’s member for a brief moment, and he moved his big hand between Beryl’s legs. He wrapped it around the base of his cock and began stroking it while continuing to suck his cock. Beryl cried out, "oh god!" and his nails dug into Mao’s scalp as he came hard. His juices squirted out of his cock, shooting down Mao’s throat, and he threw his head back, screaming loudly. The titan in between his thighs just swallowed all of the tasty juice up, and it seemed to make him grow as well. The ceiling just above Mao’s head couldn’t restrain him any longer, and it crumbled under the weight of his monstrous form. Beryl looked down at Mao still in front of his sex and he smirked. The boy with glasses looked so fucking hot, with his face all flushed and his dick rock hard and needy. The two were practically glowing with arousal, and Beryl knew that his orgasm had left him flushed in more than one way. He moaned and ran his hands through Mao’s sweaty hair, pulling on it as he came closer and closer to cumming. Beryl looked down at her “rival’s” beefy fingers, so big and beefy, and he brought them to his lips. He swirled his tongue around the meaty digits and moaned, "Mmmmm..." Mao could feel his growth continue, sending him wave after wave of pleasure. At this point, he was dying to fuck Beryl’s ass. He needed to be inside him, and he wanted to pound his deepest parts. And judging from the way Beryl was reacting, he wanted Mao to do the same thing. Beryl kissed Mao’s hand, and then he licked his fingers once again. The pink-haired boy smiled seductively at the hunk in front of him, and he grabbed his cock with both hands, stroking its length. Beryl squeezed it firmly, causing Mao’s dick to twitch and throb, and he couldn't help but notice how much stronger it was now. He stroked Mao slowly, massaging his shaft, and he whispered something in his ear, "I want you to come inside me." Mao groaned lustfully, and he nodded his head eagerly. Beryl smirked, and he lowered himself onto his shaft. He wrapped his legs around whatever of Mao’s waist his small body could reach, and he took all of his cock inside her asshole. He moaned loudly, feeling the huge monster inside him, and he gripped Mao’s back tightly. Beryl held him against him, grinding his hips in a circular motion, and he told him how good he felt inside him, "fuck yeah..." Mao grunted and he thrust his hips upward, pushing deeper inside Beryl until he bottomed out. Beryl shuddered, and he sighed deeply, as Mao filled him completely. Beryl wiggled his butt, and he ground his ass against Mao’s, urging him to move. Mao obliged, and he started sliding his cock in and out of his tight hole. He leaned forward slightly, and he grabbed onto Beryl's thighs with his large hands, holding them tightly against his shoulders. Beryl gasped, and he lifted his ass higher, allowing Mao to drive deeper into him. Beryl smiled wickedly, and he said, "fuck me, Mao... fuck me harder..." Mao grunted and he slammed himself deep inside Beryl, who moaned and wrapped his arms around the other male’s neck. Beryl bit his lip as he looked into Mao’s eyes, "you're so big... fuck... I can feel every inch of your cock inside me..." Mao was overcome with pleasure, and he couldn't take it anymore. He bent forward and buried his face in Beryl’s neck, kissing the soft skin there. He moaned deeply, and he continued pumping his cock in and out of Beryl’s tight ass. The walls began to crack under the pressure of Mao’s immense frame. He pounded Beryl mercilessly, and he reached behind himself, grabbing onto the other boy’s tits. They were small, but they felt amazing in his hands, and he squeezed them roughly, causing the male to cry out in pleasure. Beryl wasn't going to last long. He could already feel an intense orgasm approaching, and he was desperate to get there. He arched her back, and he screamed wildly as he came, spasming around Mao’s dick. He had never felt anything this good before, and he pulled his ‘rival’ even closer to him. Berul fucked himself on Mao’s cock, and he rode it desperately, trying to prolong the pleasure that was coursing through his entire body. Mao placed one of his massive hands on Beryl’s chest, and he squeezed it lovingly. He looked into the smaller male’s eyes, and he grinned, "good boy..." Beryl giggled and rolled his eyes, "can we just cuddle for a little bit?" Mao chuckled, and he nodded his head, "of course." And proceeding to shove Beryl into his beefy, sweaty globes on his chest, A.K.A his gigantic pecs. Beryl squealed happily, wrapping his arms around whatever of Mao the guy could reach, and he nuzzled his muscle tits affectionately. Beryl lay there, pressed against his muscular chest, and he smiled dreamily at him, taking his rough, manly scent in. He kissed the larger male’s chest playfully, running his tongue along his thick muscles. His skin tasted salty, like sweat. Beryl inhaled deeply, and he closed his eyes, letting the smell of Mao’s musk wash over him. He had never smelled anything so delicious in his life. His mind wandered, and his thoughts became clouded by lust and desire. She couldn't stop thinking about this magnificent hunk next to him. He couldn't believe how strong he was. How handsome he looked. The demon boy wondered if the other demon boy had any more surprises in store for him. He felt his bulge growing beneath him, and he shivered with anticipation. Beryl wanted to feel it inside her again. But this time, he wanted to be in control; he wanted to ride him dominantly. "Do you want some more?" Mao asked, licking his lips seductively. Beryl smiled wickedly, and he shook his head, "I think I need another round... two, maybe three." Mao laughed. He kissed Beryl’s neck sweetly, and he whispered huskily in his ear, "you got it, Beryl..." He pushed the smaller demon’s flat chest against his massive one, and he spread the tinies legs open wide. Beryl giggled, and he looked up at the titan coyly, "go ahead..." Mao smiled wickedly, and he slid his cock slowly inside him. Beryl gasped, and he moaned as Mao filled him once again. The giant was thicker than he had been before, and he felt bigger too. The tiny one found it hard to imagine how he would ever fit even one more inch inside him, but he didn't have much choice. The demon delinquent was already impossibly stretched by the honor student’s massive cock, and he knew that he wouldn't be able to handle it anymore. He tried not to think about it, though. He was determined to keep enjoying himself. Beryl bit his lip and arched his back. He wrapped his arms around Mao’s thick neck and then squeezed his muscular pecs. The small male moaned loudly, and he looked into Mao's eyes, "fuck me harder... make me cum again..." Mao smirked, and he did just what the other boy wanted him to do. He grabbed Beryl by the hips, and he thrust his cock into his tight asshole hard and fast. Beryl groaned, and he tightened his grip on Mao’s pecs. Normally, all this fucking would have been totally impossible thanks to their burgeoning size difference, but Beryl decided it was ok to break the laws of physics just this once. The demon boy dug his nails into Mao’s pecs, as he took all that the behemoth could give him. He was so close to cumming again already, and he hoped that it wouldn't take long before he would. Beryl squeezed his eyes shut, and he threw his head back, moaning loudly. He started panting heavily, and he focused only on the feeling of being fucked. He was so overwhelmed with pleasure, and the heat between his legs was building rapidly. He could feel his orgasm rushing towards him, and he moaned loudly as he came, crying out in pleasure. He came hard, shaking uncontrollably, and he shuddered as he rode out his orgasm. He felt every pulse of Mao’s cock inside of him, and his whole body trembled, tensing up as he climaxed. He whimpered softly, gasping, "ahhhhhh..." Mao growled, and he grunted as he kept pounding Beryl. The titan wanted to make sure that the tiny male felt the full extent of his cock. He loved making him feel good, and he wanted to show him that he cared about him. He wasn't afraid of hurting him or doing something wrong. He was sure that he would let him know if he was, and he had faith in him. Mao continued thrusting into Beryl, even after his orgasm had passed. He was still hard, and he was ready for round 2. He picked up the pace, and he pounded the itty bitty male relentlessly. The giant grabbed his ass tight, squeezing it in his hands, making Beryl yelp and gyrate his hips once more, riding his cock. He rode him faster and faster until he was on the verge of another orgasm. He needed to cum again, right now! Mao grinned, and he squeezed Beryl’s butt harder, "cum for me, Beryl," he commanded, grinning. Beryl nodded, and he whimpered, "yes... yes..." He squeezed his eyes shut, biting his lip. He cried out loudly and shivered as his greedy asshole clenched down on her ‘rival’s dick. The tiny male screamed, and he came again, shaking violently. He shook from head to toe, and he shuddered uncontrollably. It felt like a dozen orgasms had hit him at once, and he couldn't help himself. He buried his face into Mao’s shoulder, sobbing and gasping in pleasure. Beryl had never come so hard in his life. Mao groaned, and he thrust into Beryl one last time. He held him close to him, and he kissed his neck tenderly. He tried to pull out of him, but Beryl stopped him before he could. “No,” he said, beginning to ride Mao’s manhood once more. It was the buff giant’s turn to be in the hot seat, and he was loving every second of it. He moaned and whimpered, clearly enjoying the tides turning. All Beryl responded with was a wicked chuckle, and Mao wasn’t really sure it fit his character, but he couldn’t really care, instead focusing on how much he was getting off to being used by this much smaller boy. Beryl smirked, and he teased Mao vocally, "ohhhh, you like this, don't you?" Mao nodded weakly, "uh huh. How’d I know?" Beryl pumped his hips and bit hus lower lip, "it's ok, I'll make sure to keep doing this to you." Mao nodded, and he smiled, "okay, I guess I can deal with it." Beryl laughed, and he leaned forward, kissing Mao passionately. They both moaned loudly, and they kissed as they pleasured each other. They were completely lost in their own little world, which is exactly where they wanted to be. Beryl continued teasing Mao to hell and back while he stayed riding the titan’s thick, long rod. Mao had yet to reach his peak, and it was driving him insane. He loved having Beryl ride him like this; it was so beautiful to him. He had such a cute face, and he was so small, but his body was incredible. He was so tight around him, and have gripped him tightly, milking his shaft for all its worth. Mao couldn't take it anymore, and he reached his limit. He pulled out of Beryl, and he leaned over him back, grunting. He grabbed onto his shoulders, holding himself up. He took a deep breath, and panted, "I'm gonna... cum!" he warned him, and he nodded, quickly leaning back against his chest. “Hehe, who’s the dirty one now~?” Beryl giggled, and he turned his face upwards, looking at Mal. He panted, drooling slightly, he looked so damn pathetic. Beryl knew that he was going to have to make sure to use him like this often, because he looked so incredibly adorable when he was trying to hold back his load, and he looked so damn sexy too. It made the small one want to fuck him senseless! Beryl smirked, and he arched his back, grinding his hips against Mao. The gigantic male forced his cock inside of her, and he began riding him rapidly. He bounced on his massive, thick member, and he moaned, "yes... yes..." he rode him enthusiastically, and she gasped, "you're so big... m-more... muah... ah..." he looked up at him, and licked his lips, "c-can you handle it? Are you a good boy?" Mao nodded, and he whimpered a bit, "haha... yeah..." His voice was raspy, and he sounded like he was about to lose control of himself. Beryl smirked, "good.” He leaned forward, pressing his breasts against Mao’s chest. He closed his eyes, and he moaned, "fuck me... please..." Beryl heard a moan next to him, and he opened his eyes slowly. He found Mao staring at his breasts, his face was flushed bright red. The buff male looked so slutty, and so utterly happy. He was panting lightly, and he looked so excited. Beryl was glad that he liked his little tits, and that they weren't just a letdown. He smiled softly, and he bit his bottom lip, "here I go." Hes started to rock back and forth faster and harder. He was smiling wide now, and he leaned forward, kissing this giant. He felt his hands on his ass, squeezing his cheeks, and he moaned into his mouth as they kissed. The two of them were moaning and panting loudly, and they didn't even care. "Yes... Oh god. Yes," Beryl cried out, and he squeezed Mao’s arms tighter, trying to keep himself from bouncing too hard. He wasn't about to stop though, and neither was Mao. They both knew how much Beryl enjoyed riding him, and he could tell that he was close to hus limit. He pulled him closer, and he wrapped his arms around him. He lifted him up off of him, and he held him in place, allowing him to grind himself against him without actually moving. Beryl purred, and he leaned his forehead against Mao’s, panting heavily. His body shook from the intense feeling, and he groaned, "Are you close, Mao? Are you getting close?" Mao nodded, and he groaned, "yeah, I'm so close. Can you feel it?" Beryl nodded, and he grinned, "I can, Mao. Just keep letting me toy with you, and I‘d appreciate some whimpers with that too!” The boy joked, and he started to bounce faster. He hit all of Mao’s most sensitive spots, and he could feel his cock throbbing inside him every time. "oh god! Mao... mmmf!" he moaned, bucking his hips desperately, thrusting himself up and down on the giant’s thick, long pole. “C-Come on, beg for it. Beg me to make you cum..!” Beryl moaned, and he squeezed hia inner walls around Mao’s shaft, grinding against him. Mao moaned, "Please, Beryl!" he begged, "Please ruin me..." The boy giggled, "Oh god, Mao. You sound like such a little slut sometimes. I love it." He moaned loudly, and he continued his movements, bouncing frantically. “But that's just because that’s what you are; a slutty, filthy whore. Whores need to be ruined. They need to learn their place. And I’m going to make you see that...” He continued with his riding, gripping the other male tightly. This wasn’t like him at all, but he couldn’t help himself. Mao’s new muscles seemed to have awakened something inside of him. Beryl's asshole clenched tight around Mao’s cock, and he moaned in orgasmic bliss. He came on him, and he came hard. He trembled as he rode through it. His juices gushed freely from his throbbing hard-on, and he gasped, "no... no... don't stop!" Mao chuckled, and he slowed his pace to match the tinies. He leaned forward, pressing his lips against Beryl’s. He kissed him deeply, and he cupped his cheek, holding him still. The two of them were panting loudly, and they both kept moaning. They moaned together, and they kissed passionately while the two boys recovered from their climax. "You're such a dirty little whore, Mao," Beryl moaned softly, "and I've never loved anything more. I love you so much right now, Mao." Mao smiled, and he kissed her again, "me too, Beryl. Me too. Want to keep feeding me?” Mao asked perversely. Oh right, the feeding thing! Beryl had forgotten all of that, which was surprising considering it was his initial desire when this whole muscle growth thing started. And he nodded in response, going to grab some more food. ——— Yeah that was the fic, hope you liked it! It’s probably a little out of character but I don’t care I just needed to let the horny out, which I very much did. When I’m completely done with this fic I don’t know when the next one will be not only have I been lacking the time to write stuff like this, I haven’t had the motivation to write stuff like this either (hell I wrote this when I had a random surge of motivation I haven’t had for a while XD) but I’ll probably announce when I’ve started writing my next sexy thing so be on the look out for that also before anyone asks something like “why post the M/F version here when this site is dominated by strictly gay men?” To be honest I don’t know I just thought it would be fun XD Anyway bye I love yaaaa ♡

“Prince, your package came in!” Etna announced, bringing a cardboard box into the castle. “Hmhm, good, I’ve been waiting for this for this.” Laharl chuckled as he got out of his throne, “Flonne, get down here.” “Of course, prince Laharl!” Flonne said happily as she dashed to the other two demons, “what came in?” “That one muscle growth bar that’s been going viral in the netherworld, I want to see if it’s real,” Laharl smirked and crossed his arms. “Ooh, are we gonna get some too?” Etna asked, a sly smile on her face. “Of course not. This is for an overlord like me, not an overlord’s vassals.” Laharl raised an eyebrow. “Wow, thanks a lot, prince! That bar is probably a scam anyway. The guy who made it is just trying to make money off of people's curiosity. But you're different, right, prince?! You won't fall victim to such a thing, will you?!" Etna teased, laughing as she looked at Laharl. "Ah.. who made this bar anyway?” Flonne asked. “If I’m not mistaken, then Mao,” Laharl answered, crossing his arms again. “Yup, sounds like something that guy would make. After all, he’s one of those mad scientist experiment-loving people… as well as a massive pervert, he’s probably getting off to the fact that people are buying this bar and allegedly getting buff from it.” Etna said with a laugh. “Hey now, don’t judge me for getting it! I think that bar is worth looking into. It has a pretty high price tag, after all. So if it does work, then there might be some value to it. And if it doesn't, well, it still looks tasty." Laharl shrugged. “Well, since you’re so into this bar, then why don’t you eat it? It looks just like that ABC chocolate bar we eat to get recover our HP and SP in battle.” Etna suggested while looking down at Laharl. “I’d eat it! Hmph, I can't wait until my body becomes a block of pure muscle!” Laharl bellowed, clenching his fists. “Now, let me dig in!!” “You sure you wanna do this, prince? There’s no turning back once you start eating it, you know.” Etna warned him. “I don't care, I'll eat it! This is fate!” Laharl yelled. The two demons watched Laharl as he grabbed the bar. He then took a bite out of it. Laharl chewed on the bar for a moment but soon swallowed it whole. ‘Hmm~ I feel nothing...’ Laharl thought to himself, swallowing the rest of the bar. “Hm, what did you think of it, prince?” Etna asked, “it’s probably fake, but did it at least taste good?” “It was pretty delicious. I feel full already!” Laharl grinned, “although, I feel a little hot now…” “I think you’re more than a little hot, prince Laharl… you’re sweating a lot…” Flonne pointed out. “What?!” Laharl gasped, his cheeks flushed. “What?! The prince never sweats when he eats any kind of food...” Etna gulped, worriedly, “is this a side effect of the candy bar…?” Suddenly, the boy began to grow both height and muscle, just like the candy bar promised. He smirked as he flexed his muscles. “How do I look now...?” Laharl asked as sweat dripped down his forehead. “Heh, you've become kinda buff, prince! Although.. you’re still growing~” Etna giggled, watching Laharl. Laharl suddenly felt a wave of pleasure coming from every part of his body, and he groaned loudly. “Huh? What is this feeling? I feel like I'm being filled by something...” Laharl wondered aloud, as the pleasure started to intensify. Soon enough, Laharl lost track of time. He could only focus on the pleasurable sensation filling him and the muscle growth he was going through. At this point, he had grown taller than both Etna and Flonne. Just a few minutes ago, he was 4’something, but now he was getting big and tall.. so good… His chest puffed out and pecs appeared with a nice bounce, abs forming in rows as well. Sweat beads dripped down his two meaty orbs, and his abs glistened with sweat. His legs got bigger and wider, and his pants would most likely rip soon, and his belt would probably snap off soon as well. He still wasn't done, though. His arms were getting longer, and thicker, and he grew more muscle on them too. Soon, his biceps became even bigger, along with his triceps and forearms. His shoulders expanded, becoming broader and larger, his deltoids and traps appearing as well. His neck grew thick and bulged out as well, an adam's apple forming in the middle of his throat. Seemingly, with a thrust, his belt snapped and his red shorts ripped, revealing his boxers, making him blush heavily in a mixture of feelings. “Jeez, prince, you’re growing quite large, aren’t ya? Lemme start recording, I’m gonna have to send this to Mao so he can see how well his muscle growth bar is working on the almighty overlord~” Etna chuckled to herself, snapping her fingers and taking out her phone to record Laharl. Flonne and Etna watched Laharl with glee, their eyes sparkling with excitement. As Laharl continued to grow in size, he noticed that the pleasure he felt was getting stronger and stronger. The pleasure was starting to overwhelm him, and all he wanted to do was to push himself harder to grow even more. The pleasure started to increase exponentially, and he found himself panting and groaning as the sounds of muscle growth filled the large room. “Heh, I'm so glad I ate one of these bars! If I didn't, I wouldn't be as big as this! It's amazing~!” Laharl cheered, as he flexed his muscles, causing the two girls to blush a little bit. “Wow, prince, you're growing up before our very eyes! You should send those photos to Mao~” Etna said happily, as she stared at the muscular boy. “Yeah, I will! Now, what are his social media?” Laharl asked as he sat back down on his throne, his eyes glazed over at the two girls with pleasure, making them blush heavily. “You can find him on Twitter” Etna replied, while Flonne looked around for a computer or something. “Of course, I'll just need to take some measurements first..” Laharl muttered, as he stood up and took out his measuring tape and scale, he then stepped onto the scale, stepping on it once and then stepping off. “Hmhm, my weight has increased. This is probably due to the muscle gain. Also, my height has increased, and I'm about 8’0. My measurements are... ah, pretty big,” he smirked and crossed his arms, making his juicy pecs lift along with him, “but measurements like those don’t matter to me, what matters to me is how strong I am physically, Etna, Flonne, get some prinnies.” The two girls nodded and left the room, returning a minute later with a bunch of prinnies, who were all nervous and sweating profusely out of fear of what the great overlord what doing to them. “Now, let's test using these babies~” Laharl grinned to himself, and he walked towards the two girls, grabbing the prinnies which shook next to them. “L-Lord Laharl, we'll do anything for you, dood! please don't hurt us! We're scared!” One of the prinnies squeaked in fright. “Don't worry, I won't hurt you... actually, this will probably hurt, but I don’t really care.” Laharl chuckled darkly, as he grabbed the first prinny, and lifted it, its little penguin body trembling and shaking. “W-What are you doing?! Let me go, dood! Ah, no! Please, don't! No, ahhh~!” The little prinny cried in comedic fear, as Laharl threw the blue thing across the big room, making the prinny explode mid-air. “Ooooh, that looks fun, let's throw another one!” Laharl grinned, as he went to the closet and pulled out some more prinnies, throwing them into the air with complete ease. The mighty overlord smirked deviously and squeezed one of the prinnies in between his sweaty pecs, the prinny blushed in either a flustered mess, embarrassment, or joy.. either way, the prinny was very lucky! “Ahh~! Uwaaah! W-What are you doing to me, dood?! Ahhh~!” The little blue thing cried out, as Laharl squeezed the prinny in his sweaty chest. Etna and Flonne, watching from afar, couldn't help but feel a bit of an undefinable feeling by what they were witnessing. “I wish I had a Prinny of my own~” Etna mumbled to herself, as she pouted cutely, “my prinny squad somehow escaped from me, so I need a new one! “A Prinny would be nice... I could hug him and squeeze him and cuddle him all day. He'd make me happy, and I bet he'd love me too~” Flonne said happily. After throwing a few more, Laharl stopped and turned back toward the two girls. “Alright, that's enough of this, now, let's see if I've grown any stronger, shall we? To the item world, we go!” Laharl declared. “Uh huh, but, uh.. prince… the prinny is still face first in your pecs.” Etna pointed to the prinny, who was still facing forward in the sweaty chest of the male giant. “Oh yeah, right. I guess I kinda forgot about that.. is it enjoying it or something?” Laharl wondered aloud, as he reached down and picked up the prinny. “U-Um, this is going to sound weird, but um... I think it's enjoying it. It's moving around a lot. So I'm pretty sure it's happy.” Flonne stuttered nervously. “Oooh, oh wow, I never knew Prinny's could move like that. It must enjoy it, huh? Well, I guess that's good, maybe Prinny's are a little like us demons, eh? I wonder what else Prinny's can do. Hmm~” Laharl pondered, as he placed the Prinny on the ground, and it quickly moved away from him, and ran out of the room. “Huh? What's wrong with that Prinny? Did I hurt it or something? Ahahahahah!” Laharl cackled and went after the fleeing Prinny. “Ummm, priiince, we need to go to the item world, remember?” Etna said, annoyed as she put a hand on her hip, growing impatient with her master. “Yeah yeah, let’s go.” Laharl said as he put a much larger pair of his shorts on and buckled a new belt before he signed for his two vassals to follow behind him to the item world’s transportation portal. “Welcome to the-, ah, Laharl, is that you? Wow... You’ve seemed to grow a lot since the last time we met!” the gatekeeper of the item world said, drooling slightly as she blushed and began to fangirl, “Let me guess, you wanna go to the item world, correct?” “Yes. Now take me there or else I’ll use you to prove how strong I am instead.” Laharl threatened, crossing his arms once again, his pecs doing the same thing as they did before. “Actually, I wouldn’t mind it if you did that- I mean... Of course! I feel that it’s safe to assume that you wanna see just how strong you are now, yeah? So I’d suggest that you go into the highest level item, y’know, just to see how strong you are now~” The item world gatekeeper suggested, the three demons in front of her thinking for a quick moment before Laharl nodded. “Sounds good to me, take me there, now,” Laharl ordered, the gatekeeper nodded eagerly as she took them there quickly. “Wow, it is beautiful here!” Etna said, as the trio arrived at the item world's highest level item, where they entered through its door… it wasn’t like an average item world, since most were dull and there wasn’t any pretty scenery. “Laharl, look, there's a prinny over there, and it looks happy!” Flonne exclaimed excitedly. “Why should I care? It’s an enemy regardless of how it’s feeling. I need to see how strong I am, so let me at it!” Laharl said, as he walked over to the prinny, shaking the place with small cracks forming under his massive feet which were SOMEHOW remained kept in his tight shoes. The enemy noticed this and attempted to flee, only to find itself unable to move when it saw the towering overlord’s huge foot coming up to crush it. “Haha, well, let's see how strong YOU are, stupid prinny!” Laharl grinned evilly as he stomped down hard on the blue prinny, who was squished between Laharl's feet. “Doooood!” The prinny yelled comically before turning into nothing. This also caused his shoes to rip and break far beyond repair, the sounds of clothes… or shoes ripping echoing throughout the floor, and he was now barefoot. “Flonne, is it just me, or is the prince getting even more violent than before?” Etna asked in a hushed tone as the both of them watched Laharl play with his enemies like they were mere toys designed specifically for him. “Mm, yeah, it does seem like it. He's always been a bit rough, but it seems like he's taken it to a whole new level. Probably thanks to his newfound muscle.” Flonne responded as both her and Etna continued to watch Laharl treat his enemies as toys. The boy did things like squeeze them between his pecs, and other muscles, and do other humiliating things to them such as wedgies and spanks. After a few more floors of pretty much the same thing, the three had reached the first innocent floor, and were met with a rather pleasant surprise… Mao was there! “Oh my, it's Mao! Why are ya here?” Etna asked. “Ah, hello, everyone. I came here as a break from the evil academy. Such a good dean like me needs a break every once in a while, doesn’t he?” Mao responded, “anyway, Laharl, I’m glad to see that my muscle growth candy bar really worked well on you. Are you… *huffs and glasses fog up* happy with all your new muscles? *puff, slurps drool thats dribbling from chin like a pervert*” “Hmhm, Mao, or mr. Game Stealer, you don't have to make it sound so dirty. I'm enjoying myself though, trust me,” Laharl smiled proudly and crossed his arms, making his meaty pecs even more visible than before, making Mao blush heavily. “Oooh, you're more than happy, huh? Well, no worries, I'll give you more candy bars later~” Mao giggled. “Hmhmhmmm, I can't wait. Though, I do have a question…” Laharl said before shoving Mao face-first into his still sweaty pecs, “why did I get so sweaty when I ate the bar?” “Mmmmf..” whatever Mao was saying was muffled. “Ugh, I need to get you out of my chest. Not only are you sniffing heavily, but I also feel something wet moving up and down my pecs, as well as something poking against me as well.” Laharl sighed as he put Mao down. “Well, the sweat and musk is just a side effect of the bar. I added it for… umm… personal reasons…!” Mao explained. “Yuck, don’t tell me this is what I think it is…” Etna said, “why must you be such a massive pervert, Mao? Prince, teach him a lesson.” Laharl nodded and gave Mao a single spank on his butt. “Uwaaah~! Ah.. hah… fuck…~!” Mao panted before Laharl gave him a wedgie, causing his underwear to pull up high in his butt crack. “You're lucky I didn't take it any further, or else you would have lost the ability to walk for a week.” Laharl chuckled as he pulled Mao's underwear back down and tucked it in. “W-What did you say about me losing the ability to walk?!” Mao asked perversely. “I said if you kept talking like that, you would lose the ability to move for a week. You should learn to not be such a perv when I'm around.” Laharl replied with a smirk. “Hmph... fine, I won't talk anymore. But, that doesn't mean I won't enjoy myself...” Mao smirked as he turned back towards Laharl, and began to lick his lips suggestively. Etna let out an annoyed sigh, but Flonne seemed very amused by the two boy’s actions. “Alright then, prince, you wanna leave the item world now?” Etna asked. “Yeah, I'm ready to go.” Laharl replied. “Ah… can I tag along for a bit? You know, just for a place to stay while I’m taking a break from the Evil Academy?” Mao asked. “Fine, do whatever you want.” Laharl sighed and rolled his eyes. Mao temporarily joined your party! And you and your party left the Item World! // Hiya! I’m back with more Disgaea stuff this is from a few weeks ago, so I don’t know why I never posted it onto here, probably just because I forgot. There’s and extended lewd ending which I may add if I feel like it though so look out for that anyway, this is still one of my first times writing detailed muscle growth, and it seems like I’ve focused a little more on sweat… please enjoy!!

“Desco, I need someone to test out this new thing I got on.” Fuka said, growing more and more inpatient. Earlier that day, she had met a prinny earlier, though she questioned if it was really a prinny (just like how she questioned Fenrich’s sexuality in Disgaea 4 LMAOOO) The prinny didn’t answer any of Fuka’s questions, which only raised her suspicions more. However, the prinny gave her the ability to buff up any boy she wanted. To her, the ability felt useless. I mean, how would she be able to get her desired reverse harem by making all her crushes big? Hell, how would she even get ONE of the boys she likes to like her back by making him big? But still, she was curious about her new ability, and wanted to test it out on someone. “You can try it on me if you want, big sis.” Deaco said happily, levitating her way to Fuka’s room. “Thanks.. I would, but I’m pretty this only works on boys,” Fuka sighed, “so, I’ve got to find a boy to test this out on.” “Sighing.. this must be really serious, isn’t it?” Desco put her hand near her mouth, a tint of worry in her voice, “well, why not try your ability out on Emizel? He seems like the best and closest test subject we could get!” “Great idea, Desco!” Fuka smiled before yelling Emizel’s name, catching his attention. “What is it?” Emizel asks, walking into the room with his hands in the pockets of his unique green hoodie. “Emizel, I need you to help me with something.” Fuka put a hand on her hip, looking at the boy. “With what?” Emizel asked, raising an eyebrow, a feeling of something bad to happen lingering inside of him, making him a little anxious. “With this new ability I got!” Fuka revealed, surprising the boy. While Emizel had helped Fuka with things before in the past, said help never come to abilities, so this was rather new, and such a foreign thing was intriguing to him. But still, it still felt risky to say yea. After all, Fuka didn’t even tell him what abilities she was talking about. “Ah, I don’t know-“ “Come on! It’s not like anything bad will happen! After all, this is all just a dream, so you won’t be affected for reals or anything.” Fuka said, trying to persuade Emizel. Ah, dream.. Fuka’s death and failure to become a prinny had caused her to become delusional and believe she was in some sort of dream, and despite how many times she was told she wasn’t, she never let go of her strange belief. After enough nudging and pleading, Emizel sighed and nodded, still not being clued in on what this ability even was and effectively becoming the girl’s lab rat. A few minutes later, Fuka still hadn’t made the ability work, and he began to doubt Fuka, believing she just lied to him. But then he began to feel all warm, and began to sweat, and his unsuspected growth had officially began. Emizel began to grow taller, eventually reaching Fuka’s height. At first, he was rather unamused and confused. “So.. this is your ability? Making others tall?” Emizel asked without a hint of amusement, an eyebrow raise accompanying him. “Ah.. uhm….” Fuka stuttered, stammering and fumbled around awkwardly, growing an embarrassed flush on her face. “You should’ve done this to Desco, she’s super short.” Emizel joked smugly, making Desco angry. “Hey, when Desco becomes a final boss, she’ll make you regret those words!” Desco exclaimed, an angry pout on her face as she spoke in the third-person. “Emizel, Desco is only two years old, of course she’s small..” Fuka sighed, “but that’s not whats important, the prinny who gave me this ability said it was to-“ Fuka was cut off as Emizel’s eyes widened, a new feeling growing inside of him as he grew bigger.. and not just that he was hrowing taller too. His arms grew bigger as his biceps and triceps grew and expanded, becoming bigger and thicker. His shoulders grew too, growing wider and bigger. His neck began to thicken and his chest puffed out, two pecs appearing with a little bounce and a nice row of abs developing quickly as well. The undefinable feeling Emizel began feeling when he started his growth had turned into some sort of pleasure the boy had never felt before. This feeling only became more and more intense as the noises of muscles growing and developing echoed through the room, though luckily no one else besides the three people in said room could hear for reasons unknown. Fuka and Desco were watching Emizel grow, surprised looks on their faces.. though Emizel had one too, and it was certainly justified. I mean, the boy didn’t expect this at all, hell, he didn’t know what to expect, but muscle growth was certainly one of the least expected things. Emizels black shorts became tighter and tighter and began rolling up his legs as they grew taller, wider and thicker. Becoming big and juicy as the two girls in front of him stared. He became oh so meaty all over as his clothes became tight on him, and he wanted to get out of them, badly. The zipper of his hoodie unzipped itself thanks to his chest getting more muscular and his pecs growing fatter and juicier, and his vest and white collared shirt were revealed, along with his red little bowtie, though that was visible even when his hoodie was on. One single button held his vest together, and it was getting closer and closer to just popping right off as he continued growing. Emizel wondered if Fuka was actively using her ability or not, but from her surprised face, it was safe to assume that she wasn’t, and she was caught quite off guard herself. The sounds of muscles expanding continued to fill the room as the boy’s muscle growth continued all over, and soon, the singular button that kept his black vest together had popped right off and flew across the room, aiming right towards Fuka, but it luckily only knocked off her prinny hat. “Jeez, Emizel, watch where you’re aiming stuff!” She scolded the younger boy, a pout on her face as she bent down and picked her hat up before placing it back on her head. “I can’t aim it, it popped off on it’s own, and it was completely out of my control!” Emizel said, crossing his arms, causing his meaty pecs to become even more visible. His remaining clothes were growing to be unbearably tight, but he knew it would be awkward to take them off in front of two other people, especially since one was still just a super little girl, though she probably wouldn’t care either way. But it didn’t change how Emizel get, so he just chose to wait until they ripped themself. After all, he had a bunch of pairs of the same exact clothes anyway, so as long as he could go back to his normal size once his growth was finished, then he would be fine.. it not, then he’d be just a little screwed. Anyway, his shorts rolled up further, essentially becoming booty shorts as both his upper and lower halves grew more and more. His torso grew bigger both in length as well as width as he developed another row of abs. At this point, his vest was cropped and also tight as hell, ready to rip at any moment. And with a sharp and slight growth spurt throughout all his body, it did just that, the sound of clothes ripping replacing the sounds of muscles growing and expanding for a short moment before the sounds of muscle growth took over again. All Emizel had on left were his shorts, his white collared shirt, and his shoes, but all those things were tight on him. His shirt was small on him now, too short to fully cover his torso, revealing his abs which glistened with sweat, some sweat beads running down them. His feet were growing, becoming wider and bigger, too big to fit in his shoes. His toes bursted out of them one by one before his entire foot bursted out of both of them at the same time, ruining his shoes far beyond repair. The boy panted and groaned as his growth continued (he had been making noise all this time, but they intensified somewhere around here), most definitely out of Fuka’s control at this point, leaving none of them knowing just when exactly he would stop growing, but the three could assume that his shirt would rip before his growth came to an end. And the group was right, as his shirt made a loud RIIIP! As it did just that.. rip into shreds. Now his chest was fully revealed, making Fuka blush slightly as she stared at his buff body once more. She wasn’t attracted to Emizel in that sort of way, certainly not, but she couldn’t lie that she found his ripped body rather attractive, and she smirked slightly, knowing that she could easily use her new ability to replicate it on any boy she wanted. Emizel’s body glistened with sweat as he continued growing bigger and stronger, worried that his shorts (which at this point were suuuper short) would rip any moment now, revealing his underwear which was probably rip shortly afterwards, revealing his.. thing, and of course he didn’t want that, no no no! So it created some tension in the room as all three of them (well, mostly Fuka and Emizel) grew tense as they dreaded the moment his pants would rip.. and they did shortly after, leaving him in nothing but his underwear, making the boy blush heavily out of multiple different feelings. Though he grew a bit more, his growth had thankfully stopped shortly before his boxers would most likely rip. Emizel sighed in relief, wiping some of the sweat off of his forehead. “Fuka, is there any way you can make me go back to my normal size?” Emizel asked, crossing his arms again, lifting his pecs along with it, sweat beads dripping down his two meaty orbs. “Umm, I can try and see, but don’t get mad if I can’t do it, alright?” Fuka said before she got back to work. She fumbled around for a few minutes in an attempt to bring the boy back to normal. Desco tried to help her big sis, but she wasn’t much of a help. Luckily, Fuka was able to figure it out somehow and she brought Emizel back to his regular size, all his muscle going away and his underwear loosening up, though they were looser than normal since they bad been stretched out a lot when he grew. “Thanks, now I’ve gotta go to my room to get a new pair of clothes.. as well as take a shower to get all this sweat off.” Emizel said, taking a gukp and silently hoping that no one would see him in the hallways, as they would most likely question why he was in nothing except his underwear, before he left the room, leaving Fuka and Desco all alone again. “Well, that sure was nice, wasn’t it, big sis?” Desco asked, an innocent smile on her face, making Fuka smile back in response. “Mhm,” Fuka nodded, “this ability sure is fun. I’ll see if I can use it on Valzy (Valvatorez) and Fenfen (Fenrich) next.” The two girls giggled, knowing that the couple would be in for a ride next time Fuka spotted them, and eventually their conversation trailed off into Fuka going on another long rant about how much she loved boys.. and sweets, with Desco smiling and happily nodding all the way through. And just like that, the Fuka and Desco show went on, as the two girls prepared themselves for the tricks they would pull tomorrow. // Thank you for reading this! This is only my second or third time writing actual muscle growth fanfic with heavy detail so it might not be all that good. Before I began writing this, I was originally gonna write some valfen muscle growth smut (which I will write soon!!), but I thought of this scenario and it really stuck with me, so I decided to write it instead. Sorry to all the smut lovers out there, I already have muscle growth smut which I may or may not upload onto here sometime. There’s an EXTREME lack of Disgaea fanfics on here anyway so I thought I’d be the first to post some so yeah, have a good day/night/whatever