Do You Think That I Could Be Turned Into A Big Hot Muscular Werewolf To Join Derricks Pack?

Do you think that I could be turned into a big hot muscular werewolf to join Derrick’s pack?

Sure!

The mere second you submit your Ask, you witness the room around you shudder; and in the blink of an eye, you find yourself magically transported to Beacon Hills. Particularly, into a loft that had a standing mirror against the wall.

And in the corner of the room is your new alpha: Derek Hale.

He stood with his strong arms crossed in front of his buff, hairy chest, eying you expectantly.

Immediately, your heart began to race faster in your chest and a surge of lust crashed over you. Your cock rocketed to life, and a buzz of intense desire took over your entire form. Just the sight of your new alpha was enough to drive you desperately horny, an unsettling sensation of emptiness taking over you.

However, before you could react, you noticed something off in the mirror.

With a wordless gasp, you watched as your reflection in the mirror began to warp. Your muscles began to inflate, blowing up your body to an enormous size. Your arms packed on serious size, inflating your biceps to the size of melons. Your thighs thickened up, forcing you to readjust your stance. Your chest ballooned outwards, forcing your larger pecs out in the open. An itching sensation crawled over your skin as dark hairs began to sprout all over, making you look like a hairy bodybuilder.

As your transformation progressed, your senses grew sharper, illustrating your new werewolf powers. You could hear a lot better, even picking up on some of the fauna outside. Your eyesight improved drastically, allowing to see every new hair follicle on your meaty chest. And your sense of smell increased... and your mouth watered at the manly musk that wafted off your new alpha.

But you weren't done changing yet.

Your eyes widened when you saw our butt continuing to grow in the mirror. You glanced over a broadened shoulder to watch as your ass bubbled out from your back, protruding farther and farther outwards. It formed a perfect shelf from your lower back, looking ridiculously large and round.

You looked up at Derek in confusion, but again, looking at your alpha created that intense want deep inside of you. You couldn't help yourself before you dropped to all fours and wagged your rotund booty towards the other werewolf, begging to be stuffed.

Derek smirked. "Welcome to the pack," he playfully growled before pouncing.

You wildly howled as you were fucked, loving your new position as the pack's new muscle bottom.

Part 1

It had been about a week since that fateful day when Vincent De Haître’s ass had somehow inflated to epic proportions. The former cyclist now cringed whenever he had to go out in public, unable to wear anything over his expansive rear except for the tightest spandex bottoms, which sill strained to bursting to cover up his massive cheeks. 

Vince always looked like he was trailing two beachballs behind him. His inflated ass jutted away from his lower back, looking like a shelf one could rest a wineglass on, and it jiggled like crazy whenever he waddled around. 

The bottom-heavy stud knew that his career as a cyclist was now over, and he was starting to feel defeated as he hid away in his house when his manager called him with a proposition.

“Porn?” Vince had gasped when he’d heard what his manager had had in mind. “No fuckin’ way.”

“You already had an OnlyFans, what’s the difference?” his manager had countered. “Besides, there’s a growing audience for bubblebutt bottoms.”

Vince was hesitant at first. He wasn’t gay and the thought of another man fucking him made him feel little queasy. However, he knew that it was going to be close to impossible to find any other sort of job with his new butt. Taking a defeated look at the massive cheeks, he finally agreed.

Fortunately for the bottom-heavy stud, it didn’t take long for Vince to settle into his role as a bottom for gay porn. He always had the stipulation that his face was obscured so that no one could ever know that the former cyclist had fallen so far. The company he filmed for even allowed him to film the videos himself, letting him use his phone so that he could upload the videos himself or send it to them for editing. Plus, to make the transition easier, Vince was surprised to see that his videos were wildly popular, with many of the viewers commenting on how hot his new massive ass was. It filled Vince with a sense of bittersweet pride: he was still miffed over the loss of his old life, but was a little relieved that there was still a way for him to maintain some semblance of glory.

The next week, Vince was filming another video that had him bent over the kitchen counter and getting pounded by an incredibly hung bodybuilder. The muscle man’s thick ebony muscles glistened underneath the fluorescents due to the oil that he’d covered himself with. With a ski mask over his face, Vince strained his lean arms as his massive cheeks jiggled from the pounding they were receiving. Due to time constraints, Vince had to live stream this video; and from his vantage point, he could see all the comments filing in on the phone, letting him know that he had hundreds of guys jacking off to him at this very moment.

“Mmm,” the bodybuilder hummed, “I can’t believe I get to fuck this giant ass, finally.”

“Been watching my stuff for a while, Stud?” Vince said through gritted teeth. The cock in his ass was much larger than any of the others he’d ever taken, making it a little hard for him to ease into it.

The muscle man grunted and placed both of his beefy hands on Vince’s trim waist. “Been paying close attention ever since you won Gold in Bolivia,” the man commented, a smirk detectable in his deep voice.

Vince felt the blood drain from his face at the horrifying realization that this man knew who he was and could potentially blow his cover. “Wh-what are you talking about?” Vince panted, wincing as the other man picked up speed.

“Relax, Vincent,” the bodybuilder laughed, condescendingly running a beefy hand along the shocked stud’s back, “I gave you those nice cheeks, so it’s only natural that I get to enjoy them.”

“What?!” Vince nearly shouted, straightened up and looking over this shoulder to stare down the grinning muscle man. “You did this to me?!” He gestured at the two large globes affixed to him.

“Surprised?” the man purred.

There was a terrifying tingling sensation, and Vince’s eyes bulged out of his skull as his already-giant ass began to inflate even more. It lifted out and rounded even more than previously thought possible. The bodybuilder even had to shuffle his feet backwards a little in order to make room for the growing cheeks. Vince’s stomach dropped as they just kept going and going. If his spandex bottoms were tight before, there was absolutely no way they’d manage to fit over his new ass now. Eventually the tingling finished, making it look like Vince’s ass had gone from basketballs to full on beach balls, comically huge on his toned body.

Vince looked up at the bodybuilder with pleading eyes, opening his mouth to beg for him to change him back. However, instead all that came out was a low moan. 

“Ooohhh,” Vince moaned hungrily, curling his toes as he was instantly hit with such a surge of lust that he nearly swooned. His ass felt like it was electrified and the massive cock that was still inside of it was feeding it more power.

The muscle man kept smirking and resumed thrusting his hips, making the bottom stud roll his eyes back and continue moaning like a bitch in heat.

“How’s this for a trick?” the bodybuilder asked. “Now you’ll never be able to get off ever again unless you have another man’s cock up that giant ass of yours… and it’s being streamed for all to see.” He then reached over and snatched the mask off of Vince’s head, exposing his moaning face for all to see.

Even more comments filtered across the screen as people were shocked to see that the stud with the incredibly giant ass was none other than Vincent De Haître.

Vince felt a stab of humiliation over what his life had become. Now he knew that he had no other choice but to become a gay porn star. His ass was so massive that he doubted that he’d even be able to leave his house without being cited for indecency due to not being able to cover it. And he knew he was developing a deep-seeded hunger for cock up his ass. He wanted to yell at the bodybuilder for what he’d done to him, to beg him to return his ass to its regular size.

His massive ass cheeks continued to ripple, the shaking sending thunderous pleasure waves straight to his cock. Vince felt himself tense up and he couldn’t stop the loud moan from escaping his lips as he came on camera for all to see.

“OOohhh!” Vince nearly shrieked, his cum splashing all over the kitchen counter. As he spasmed, his hyperbolic bubblebutt bounced and shook, demanding complete attention from all of his viewers.

“Man, these supplements you gave me suck!” bodybuilder Antoine Valliant growled as he examined himself in the posing mirror. “Where did you say you got these?”

You shrugged your thinner shoulders. “I bought them off some guy who swore up and down by them,” you lied. “He said that in just three days’ time, you’d be shredded like crazy.” You’d been working as Antoine’s personal assistant for the past two months and had really gained the trust of the muscle man, going so far as to convince him to try these new pills that you’d ordered online.

And they were clearly working.

You fought hard to hide your mischievous grin as the bodybuilder frowned as he continued to look at himself in the mirror. His body hair had increased, growing back in a short matter of hours. He’d shaved his chest just this morning, not that anyone could tell. Already his pecs and stomach were matted with thick, dark fur. That was the least of his concerns though since instead of cutting like he’d wanted, Antoine was horrified to find himself beefing up. In a short three days, the stud had packed on nearly thirty pounds of muscle and fat, giving him a really beefy and hairy look. His gut protruded much more than he liked and his thighs pressed together, shoving his large cock out in front of him as it struggled to be contained in his tiny posers. Even his pecs had rounded out and jutted away further from his hairy chest. The bodybuilder gave it a tentative poke, his frown deep on his face. None of his clothes fit him anymore, leaving him to just wearing his posers and sweats, which looked plastered over his inflated form.

“I’m sure it’s just left over water weight,” you offered, incredibly turned on. You held out another pill. “Speaking of which, time for today’s dose. I’ll check on you tomorrow.”

Antoine huffed in defeat and took the pill, swallowing it in one gulp.

[The next day]

You walked into Antoine’s apartment, setting your tablet down on the counter. As per your usual routine, you fixed a pot of coffee and helped yourself to a cup, mixing in some sugar. “Mr. Valliant!” you called out, taking a sip of the coffee which tasted a little bit more bitter than normal. “I’m here! How’re you feeling today?”

There was a low groan and the floorboards squeaked as the massive muscle man made his way over to the living room where you were. Once he made it, your jaw dropped at the sight of the large musclebear that the bodybuilder had become. 

Antoine was massive, weighing at least sixty more pounds, most of it centered on his beefy chest. His musclegut stood out proudly and his fuzzy pecs rested on top of it. Even his arms had packed on so much meat that they hung akimbo at his sides. His beard had filled in and he glared at you at you took in the sight of the bear.

“I know what you’ve been doing,” he accused, trying to cross his arms threateningly in front of him, but his pecs were so big that they kept pushing his biceps away.

“What do you mean?” you asked, feigning innocence. Your façade cracked when you heard a loud rip and felt a rush of cool air on your ass cheeks. “What the—?”

You looked over your shoulder and felt the blood drain from your face as you watched your ass inflate before your very own eyes, tripling in size and jutting away to form a perfect shelf from your lower back. Before you could say anything more, the rest of your clothes ripped away from your inflating form. You were stunned silent as you witnessed your small pecs bulge and push away from your chest, resting on top of a protruding gut that rounded out away from you. Your arms packed on weight and you felt their cumbersome weight as your beefy hands itched at your skin which started to sprout dark, coarse hair all over. You couldn’t exactly see it, but you saw your blurred reflection in the TV and nearly passed out as you watched your seven inch cock twitch and pull in, stopping at a tiny, embarrassing two inches. It was practically invisible as it hid underneath your new musclegut which was hard to the touch and stuck straight out.

Antoine waddled over to you, dwarfing you completely, in height, muscle, and musclegut size. And especially cock size.

“Wh-what did you do?!” you shouted as your shaky hands ran over your bulky, hairy body.

“It’s only fair,” Antoine grunted as he reached out and caressed your inflated asscheeks. At the touch of the larger man’s beefy hand on your globes, a shiver rippled through your larger body and your little nub throbbed with want.

“Uuhhh,” you moaned uncontrollably. You had no idea what was happening, but the surge of pleasure and want that washed over you was overwhelming, and before you could even register what was happening, you dropped to your knees and hungrily began to suck Antoine’s huge cock. You winced when you felt your inflated asscheeks press against your beefy legs, but ignored it as you desperately ran your tongue all over the hard cock in your face.

Antoine chuckled as he looked down at you. “You got cocky,” he grunted, grabbing both side of your head with his beefy hands as he began to thrust his hips and mouth fuck you. His musclegut would brush up against your forehead every so often, turning you on all the more. “And now you get to pay the consequences. From now on, you’re my little cub, made exclusively for me to fuck. Got it?”

“Mm-hmm,” you moaned, swallowing the large load of cum from the beefy musclebear. Nothing sounded better to you. Well… there was one thing.

You finished swallowing and immediately turned around, presenting your inflated ass to the musclebear on all fours.

“Pl-please,” you begged.

Musclebear Antoine smirked and waddled closer to his new cub.

Since your box is cleared can I request a pec to muscletits story or morph of old 2000s gay porn star Caesar?

[I could not, for the life of me, find a pic of him that I could morph well. Sorry!]

Let's travel back in time to the mid/early 2000s, back to when Caesar was active in his porn and competitive bodybuilding career, and he's getting ready to step out on stage...

The crowd roared with applause as Caesar waddled out on stage, his massive muscles glistening underneath the stage lights. Every crevice of his immense musculature shone onstage, illustrating just how massive his muscles were. And the tiny blue poser that barely contained his enormous cock oozed masculinity, making the massive muscleman the awe of many other men in the crowd, many of them wishing for one night with the pornstar bodybuilder.

Caesar moved from pose to pose, nailing every position. His muscles bulged with power and he had a cocky grin on his handsome face as he moved, knowing that first place was well within his grasp.

The giant bodybuilder's stance faltered slightly when he felt cool air blow over his large body. The coolness of the mysterious air caused his pert nipples to harden and poke out off his pecs, making him blush slightly.

Caesar's jaw dropped in shock when his pecs then shuddered and started to inflate. His proportional mounds of muscle grew like balloons as they began to protrude off of his chest. They pushed out and rounded, forming an impressive set of muscletits instead of pecs, capped by large nubby nipples that were seemingly perpetually hard. His pecs grew so large that they blocked the stunned stud's view of anything below them, and his agape jaw brushed the top of them as he stared down in shock.

Even the audience was shocked, before erupting into even louder applause at the bodybuilder with the ludicrously large pecs that were more so muscletits.

Caesar blushed and rushed off stage, noting how he had to arch his back in order to support the new weight on his chest. This only served to push his new muscletits out further into the open though; and his face was bright red as his inflated chest bounced and jiggled with every step he took.

Luckily for the larger Caesar, the big-chested bodybuilder was very resourceful, and his new pec-fucking videos that were posted online proved to be very popular.

Flash-forward to modern day, after Caesar retired from porn and decided to focus on physical training, the muscle daddy with huge muscletits now helps other men grow their pecs to enormous sizes.

Caesar's huge muscletits turned out to be a blessing, and if you ask him nicely, he'll let you give them a squeeze.

“Citizens of Metropolis!” the super villain, Mega Nerd, announced to the panicking crowd of people who tried to flee the chaotic scene. He sat atop his mechanized machine that resembled a throne straight out of a kaiju film. He clutched onto a bright red piece of machinery that was in the shape of a hairdryer, albeit shiny and with blinking blue lights along the shaft. “The time has come for you all to except me as your unconditional ruler!”

The maniacal man laughed atop his large robot, jubilation flowing through his veins as he began to feel as if he’d finally accomplished his first step to complete world domination.

“Not so fast, Mega Nerd!” came the deep bellow of Superman.

The villain narrowed his spectacled eyes at the muscled-up hero who flew in at an amazing speed and landed nimbly on his feet right in front of the robot. Superman crossed his buff arms over his thick chest, the red and blue material of his costume straining to contain his impressive bulk. Even his large bulge was thrusted forward by his thick thighs, seemingly taunting the villain who scowled with envy.

“Yay! It’s Superman! He’s come to save us!” numerous citizens began to cheer.

The spandex-clad hero cracked his knuckles, his bulging biceps flexing threateningly as he did so. “Stop the rampage now, or else I’ll have to make you stop!” he announced, the bravado and confidence coating his every words. He already knew how this would wind up: Mega Nerd would refuse to cooperate, he’d have to destroy the machine, and then he’d kick Mega Nerd’s ass (he sucks at hand-to-hand combat).

Mega Nerd, however, didn’t show an ounce of fear, but instead smiled widely as he chuckled menacingly. “I think you’ll find yourself a little incapacitated, Superman,” he taunted, raising the obscure machine that he held in his clutches.

“You wanna do this the hard way then,” Superman grunted, a little happy that he’d get to lay waste to the annoying man. “So be it.”

Superman launched himself high up into the air, flying through the smoggy air with both fists directed outwards to destroy the massive robot in one motion.

“I knew you’d be like this,” Mega Nerd teased, “and I came prepared!” With a push of one of the many flashing blue buttons, a pink laser beam fired out of the handheld machine, flickering at such a lightening speed that Superman was completely stunned when it hit him square in the pecs.

The muscled hero fell to the sidewalk, cracking the concrete from his hard landing. The laser had sent a strong vibration through him, making his muscle tense up and feel so sore, almost like he’d just spent weeks working out… particularly his lower body.

“Is that all you got?” he panted and he struggled to his hands and knees. “Some little Nerf replica?”

Mega Nerd’s eyes lit up from behind his thick glasses and his smile stretched the confines of his face. A couple of the random citizens who were brave enough to watch the battle gasped and a few of them even pulled out their phones to start recording the sore superhero.

Superman was confused at the total change in the air. He finally made it back onto his feet, nearly stumbling backwards as it seemed as if his weight was thrown off. “What the…?” he trailed off, taking a cautionary step backward, his eyes widening with shock when he felt an unfamiliar jiggle emanating from his rear. Confused, the hero looked at his reflection that showed in the glassy exterior of one of the skyscrapers, gasping at what he saw.

His ass had grown to epic proportions, jutting out from his lower back at a near ninety degree angle, stretching the blue spandex of his superhero costume to the limits. His cheeks were perfectly rotund and jiggled with every slight movement he made. His upper body looked completely out of place when it was paired with his inflated lower half.

“Wh-what did you do?!” he shouted at the villain as he gave his massive bubblebutt a tentative poke. As soon as he made contact with his inflated rear, Superman let out a low moan, throwing his head back at the insane amount of pleasure that radiated from his massive ass just being touched.

The pleasure was so insane that his mind started to cloud over and all the hunky, bottom heavy superhero could think about was his giant ass. Both of his beefy hands squeezed his own humongous cheeks, eliciting yet another lustful moan. His cock twitched to life, tenting out his elastic spandex.

Mega Nerd continued to laugh triumphantly atop his robot. “Success!” he cried out, balling up his fists with glee. “Now that the experimental butt growth ray is working, I will inflate the asses of every superhero who dares challenges me, rendering them too busy playing with their inflated ass than to fight me!”

Superman was incoherent, too busy squeezing his large cheeks than to pay attention to a word the villain was saying. His cock began to leak cum in his supersuit, forming a large wet spot in the front. His fingers couldn’t help but grope at the abundant flesh, sinking in a lot farther than they really should have. The pleasure was so blinding that the superhero didn’t care that some citizens were still filming him, or that he was cumming just from playing with his massive ass. All he could focus on was more… he had to play with his ass some more. Nothing else mattered.

Deep down, Superman cried out in humiliated agony at what his life had now become, but on the outside the muscled up superhero whined like a bitch in heat as his giant bubblebutt shook and jiggled with every movement he made.

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Originally, this was about a different superhero, but I cannot for the life of me find the first pic, so I had to change it.

Think you could turn Chris Evans in to a Captain America action figure?

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