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Andy coughed and writhed on the ground of the street as he was trying to recover from the punch. He was lying on his front, holding his stomach. After catching his breath, he flipped on his back to look at the offender, Jeff, who was towering over him. The bully was a 6'8 tall muscular tiger with orange fur and black stripes, wearing some tight shorts and a plain white shirt which he never bothered to button as he loved getting attention from people. The large man held up andy's pack over him and was rifling through its content.

"G-give it back..." mumbled Andy weakly while getting up in a sitting position and massaging his belly through his shirt.

The tiger didn't care to listen and continued going through Andy's belongings. After a while, he let out an annoyed "tsk," as he hadn't found anything interesting. He then put the bag in front of him, as if presenting to Andy. "Are you talking about that thing?" he said, before letting it go. It fell on the ground and as Andy extended his hand to reach for it, the tiger lifted his left paw before smashing the bag to crush its content.

"S-stop! I have important stuff in that bag!" pleaded Andy.

The tiger lifted his paw off the bag and Andy used this opportunity to grab its handle. But as soon as he tried pulling, the tiger smashed his footpaw down once again to make sure that everything contained within was crushed. The tiger then leaned over the measly fox, putting all of his weight on the foot that was currently resting over the bag and taunted "there's nothing important in that thing, runt, and even if there was, what are you going to do about it?" while smiling deviously.

This bullying had started ten years ago, when the two of them were in school. Taking advantage of his tall and well built body, the tiger often picked on smaller and weaker guys. And Andy, a red fox who lacked self-confidence, was only 5'10 and was a bit scrawny, was the perfect target for the tiger. Even after Jeff failed his finals and dropped out of high school, he continued to hunt down Andy, steal his money or beat him. Today was an extremely bad day for the young fox: he failed a job interview, missed public transportations and encountered Jeff. He gritted his teeth and, taken over by rage and by anger at his powerlessness, he pulled as hard as he could on the handle of his bag. Jeff was taken by surprise and because his weight was on the backpack, it threw him off balance, making him fall and swear. Andy didn't take any chance to see how the bully would react, he quickly got up and ran away as fast as he could, if there was one thing that the fox was good at, it was running away from Jeff. He wasted no time looking back, he just had to find a spot to hide.

While running was one of his strengths, stamina wasn't and as such, he had to find a place to hide. As he was running through the relatively empty street, he saw an unfamiliar building whose door was open and dashed inside. The place looked like a shop of some sort with many strange items on display like crystal balls, tarot cards or even japanese paper talismans. The showcase however was made of glass, so he crouched behind some furniture to not be seen by the tiger, who he heard running and cursing not too far behind him. Thankfully for the fox, Jeff went straight ahead and didn't see that the fox was had slipped inside this building. Andy took a bit of time to recover his breath while massaging his stomach, which was still hurting from Jeff's punch.

Andy put his bag over his shoulder before he slowly got up and sighed to himself. He nearly jumped out of his fur when he saw a very old vixen that was inches away from him. She was slightly shorter than he was, had an orange coat just like him, had very sharp eyes, looked extremely skinny, wore a long black robe and had half-moon glasses on her snout.

"Welcome, little kit." whispered the old vixen with a wide smile.

"Th-thanks?" replied Andy, who didn't understand how it was possible for the elder to appear in front of him without him noticing earlier.

"Come with me, little kit," she said while firmly grabbing his right hand with both of her skeletal hands. She then started stepping backward very slowly and dragging the fox deeper in the shop while saying "I have just the right thing for you."

"Uh... w-wait," replied Andy, "what's going on?"

"Don't worry about it, " She let go of him with one of her hands so she could turn away to start walking at a faster pace through the narrow aisles of the shop, "follow me, little Andy."

"H-how do you know my name?" said the fox, who was really starting to be creeped out by this hag who was dragging him deeper into this weird place, but also by the increasingly weird items on display. There were dried rodents, voodoo dolls, bones of all shape and even jars with eyeballs in them.

"Little Andy, don't worry about the insignificant things. The stars predicted your arrival, they told me everything I needed to know about you. You coming in here wasn't a coincidence, you were destined to be here."

"M-ma'am, I'm not looking to buy anything, I... I don't have any money anyways, and I-"

"Shush. Andy, my kit, trust me, I know everything about you. You are meant to be so much better than what you currently are, and I know exactly how to help you with that."

"Ma'am! Really, I should be going back home!"

"Andy!" yelled the vixen, who also stopped walking. She turned toward the fox, whose ears were folded backwards and whose tail was tucked between his legs. Her face was contorted with anger and impatience at first, but it quickly changed to show benevolence. "Andy, my poor little boy... you don't need to be scared. I know all of your problems. You lack confidence in yourself, you cannot stand this tiger bully anymore, no one wants to hire you despite your brilliant grades in school. This, and your constant misfortune has moved me. I can help you, Andy. It is your destiny to be here today."

"I... I'm sorry, I don't believe in destiny."

"I know you do not, my dear Andy. Destiny is very complex and it is often beyond our understanding. I am not trying to sell you anything. I would like to heal your soul. Your fate is so cruel that it brings me to tears me," she said with a sad glimmer in her eyes, "But there is one thing I know. All of your problems have a simple solution and it is here in my shop. Andy, my poor little boy, I can help you achieve greatness, if it is what you wish." she then quickly wiped a tear off her eye and looked at Andy.

Andy looked at this old vixen. She was definitely crazy, but there was no lie in what she was saying. "Alright... I'll hear you out..." he mumbled.

The young fox almost instantly regretted it as the old lady once again turned away to lead him deeper inside the shady shop. She then suddenly stopped around a pedestal, upon which rested a glass cloche. Under that protection was lying a weird but beautiful looking foot tall figurine made of amber. It depicted a naked, large, broad, very muscular and extremely well endowed wolf that was showing his teeth to a much smaller and scrawnier dog that he was holding in the air by the neck. Inside the weird material of the figurine, there was a sort of illusion of a flow from the smaller man that went to the bigger one through the arm that held him.

This is the one, little Andy. This ancient relic is yours." she said, not talking her eyes off the statue.

"And that thing is supposed to help me become better?" asked Andy, perplexed.

"It is indeed, Andy boy. See, right now you are like that scrawny guy," she whispered while pointing at the smaller dog, "but you can take your life into your hands and become like this powerful stud." she said while moving her finger toward the big wolf. "And all you have to do to take your life into your hands is to accept this gift."

"I'm... I'm not a superstitious man, ma'am."

"Are you really going to reject something free?" said the vixen, with a tone that mixed scolding and surprise. "You are an odd one. Just take it, it's free. Though, I need to warm you, there is one thing you will need to do to activate its power. You have to pour a drop of your own blood onto the wolf, and then fate will start smiling at you."

"That's just... creepy, ma'am. You sound like a witch, like the ones from the middle ages..."

"Oh my, my, my, little Andy," giggled the old vixen, "you don't need to flatter me, you can't get a discount on a free item, I already said it was yours."

Andy was dumbfounded, but at the same time he was also strangely captivated by the figurine; he extended a hand toward the cloche and put his fingers on the glass.

"Fascinating artifact, isn't it?" asked the hag. "Take it. It's yours. I insist."

Before the fox could answer, the old lady removed the cloche and put it down on the ground. Andy was strangely attracted to that figurine, without even realizing it, his hand was around the amber statue and he seized it. He brought it in front of his eyes and looked intently at it from all angles. It was intimidating, but also slightly erotic as the two guys were completely nude.

"There you go. Now, shoo, shoo." said the vixen, making a sign with her hand to send him back out of her shop, "I did what I needed to do." Upon seeing that the fox wasn't moving, she put her hands on Andy's back and began pushing him until the outside of the shop, "I'll be watching over you and your destiny, Andy boy. Farewell, and good luck. And remember, a drop of blood to activate its power."

"Wai-wait!" tried to say Andy, but before he could even realize what happened, he was back on the street. He turned toward the building again only to find that it had disappeared. He wondered if this was all just a dream, but the amber figurine was still in his hands. He watched left and right in search for the old vixen's shop but no matter where he looked, he couldn't find it again. It had completely disappeared. He suddenly remembered the artifact's appearance and quickly shoved it deep in his shoulder bag to hide it from others. He then started walking back home while wondering about what just happened.

When he got back to the apartment, Andy threw his jacket on the ground, leaving him topless, and headed straight to his room. There, he put down his bag and let himself fall on his bed. For a while, he absentmindedly looked at the ceiling, remembering all of the shitty things that happened to him. But then he also remembered about the weird shop, the vixen hag and the figurine. He sat up on his bed, grabbed his bag, put in on his lap and started shuffling its content in search of the amber artifact. Upon finding it, he threw his bag aside and fell again on his bed, holding the small statue above himself with one hand. The predator wolf was looking extremely good, and while when he was in the shop he didn't want to look at it too much, he had now complete freedom of inspecting the relic. He looked over the scrawny guy, but his eyes were drawn back to the erotic body of the wolf. These perfect round muscles, this large frame of his, the overflowing confidence and those fat sheath and nuts were all so enticing to him that he unconsciously brought a hand down against the front of his pants. He wanted to imagine himself handled by such a big strong guy, but for some reason he just couldn't and all he could picture instead was him toying with a guy much smaller than himself. He shook his head left and right, let go of the stir in his pants to bring his hand in front of his face and rub his eyes. He then remembered what the vixen had told him and gave it some thoughts, "A drop of blood, huh?" he whispered quietly. He slowly got up and went at his desk, put the figurine down, grabbed a pair of scissors and used the blade to cut the tip of his left index lightly, letting a very light "yip" out. He pressed his finger to make the blood flow out of the small wound until there was a sizeable drop on it. After a very long hesitation, he put his finger over the figurine on top of the large wolf's head, and spun his finger downward to put the pearl of blood on it.

For a few moments, he really wondered what was wrong with him; there was no way this would do anything. He closed his eyes and sighed heavily. He needed a bandage for his finger because he believed in a weird hag that gave him an even weirder statue. That old lady probably gave it to him because she couldn't sell it and was desperate to be ridden of it. As soon as his eyes opened, Andy jumped backwards and tumbled on the bag that was on the ground, fell backwards and landed on the ground heavily. He watched in horror as the figurine was progressively changing its colour and shape. It was as if the blood he poured on it was seeping into it and going through a myriad of tiny vessels to reach the entirety of the wolf's body. The amber colour was slowly turning into an intense blood red until the whole wolf part of the figurine looked like a ruby, while the tiny wolf was still the old orange resin colour. The wolf was also visibly losing all of his great attributes: muscles, breadth of shoulders, genitals size and height were all receding until there was nothing but a scrawny guy that looked exactly like Andy. The other dog had grown incredibly tall, strong and well endowed, but the now small fox was the one in control and it still looked like there was a flow going from the amber guy to the bloody guy. As it stopped pulsing and transforming, Andy was frightened by the change; he stood up on shaky legs and left his room to get a bandage. When he wanted to put it on his fingertip however, he realised that the wound had disappeared. He went back to his room and once again inspected the figurine, which was now a small ruby fox that was holding by the throat a large amber canine. It looked almost comical how the scrawny fox was in control despite how ridiculously small the he was now in comparison to his prey. It was also incredibly creepy how similar-looking to Andy the ruby fox of the figurine was. For some reason, the fox felt compelled to touch the artifact and as soon as he did, he felt an intense warmth invade his body. He was really enjoying the feeling it gave him, but he was interrupted by the sound of keys unlocking the door to the apartment, so he quickly shoved the magical statue in a drawer of his desk before heading towards the entrance of the flat.

When the door opened, Andy's roommate, Brian, was here. He cheerfully greeted Andy while closing the door. Brian was a 6'6 tall buff gray wolf that worked as a fitness coach, he wore sports shorts, a t-shirt and a jacket. Brian was the one taking care of the rent for the apartment until Andy could get a job. Andy had had feelings for the wolf ever since they moved in together because of his sweet and supportive demeanour. No matter how much Andy tried to hint his feelings towards the wolf, Brian didn't pick up on it. It also didn't help that the fitness coach was always sending confusing signals to the fox. Speaking of those, Brian took Andy in a big hug as soon as the fox was in range. He then broke the hug and held the fox by the shoulders, their noses only millimeters away from touching, and looked right into Andy's eyes.

"How'd the interview go, Andy? Did you get the job?" asked the wolf cheerfully.

Ever since the wolf had touched the fox moments ago, Andy's heart was racing. It didn't help much that Brian's clothes left little to the imagination, showing his muscles through his tight top. His crush for the wolf, the hug, his roommate's beefy build and this kindness he always showed toward the fox; all of those awakened an instinct that was hidden deep inside Andy: he wanted that wolf. He had never felt like this ever before, but he had a compelling need to try getting into Brian's pants right now.

"You okay, buddy?" asked Brian while tilting his head to the side and showing a concerned expression on his face.

"Y-yeah! S-sorry. I... I didn't get the job. My skills were not good enough for them." lamented the fox.

"Don't give up!" cheered the wolf while squeezing Andy's shoulders, "You have another interview tomorrow, right? Don't give up yet, you're a smart guy, I know you will find a wonderful job!"

"Th-thanks..." replied the fox, whose whole body was burning with need.

Brian then let go of Andy and winked at him before heading to his room to change clothes. Andy was shivering from excitement. He needed Brian. After what felt like an eternity, the wolf exited his room in nothing but his underwear and a comfortable sweater jacket and headed for the kitchen. Andy was gawking at Brian's perfectly buff body and he spent a long time staring at the large bulge in the wolf's underwear. Brian took a beer in the fridge, went to sit on the couch and grabbed the remote to turn the television on. Instinctively, Andy started walking toward his wolf crush. Despite the three-seater size of the couch, the fox sat so close to his roommate that their arms and thighs were touching.

Without taking his eyes off the television, Brian lifted his arm and put it over Andy's shoulder and started saying: "You usually say you hate this show, don't you? What's gotten int-" he interrupted himself as soon as he started looking at his roommate.

Andy was breathing heavily, his hand was almost touching the wolf's face and he was looking right into Brian's eyes longingly. Brian lifted his hand off of the fox and looked embarrassed. He shut the television down and put his beer and the remote on the low table.

"You... you okay, buddy?" he asked the fox, almost panicked. "Do... do you have a fever or something?"

"Brian..." muttered Andy.

"Y-yeah?" replied the worried wolf.

"I... I want you!" cried Andy before throwing himself against the wolf and sending his hand to rub at the front of his roommate's underwear. Unbeknownst to both of them, something began between the two, something strange and magical.

"Wha- what are you doing Andy! Andy?" said the startled wolf.

But Andy wasn't planning to stop. He stood up and used momentum to put his knees on each side of the wolf, who wasn't sure how to react to that. Andy used his free hand to guide Brian's mouth to his and dove for a kiss while groping Brian's bulge with his other hand. At first, the wolf didn't know what to do, but he suddenly felt a strong desire to please the fox and closed his arms around him while returning the kiss. The unknown feeling from earlier got stronger as the two passionately explored each other's mouth while caressing their bodies. Andy felt energy flow into him through the contact he had with Brian, it was the same as before, but it was much more noticeable now and he was enjoying it a lot despite not fully understanding where it came from nor what it truly meant. Brian's cock began rising out of its sheath and tenting his underwear. Upon sensing that, Andy grabbed the boxers briefs and pulled them down to free the large piece of meat that was slowly growing. He broke the kiss and stood up, taking off his trousers and underwear as fast as he could.

"An-Andy..." muttered Brian between whines, "don't.... don't stop, please..."

Once his clothes were off, Andy once again sat on top of Brian and the two kissed again. Their tongues battled with each other, Brian's hands were caressing Andy's back and the fox's fingers were expertly working on the wolf's hardening dick. The influx of energy into the smaller guy was intoxicating to him and he wanted so much more of this feeling that he unconsciously accelerated the flow. By now, Andy's cock was fully hard at four inches long, knot already out, leaking pre abundantly and begging for a release. He was furiously working on Brian's shaft, making the wolf moan from pleasure and need, and making his cock slowly exit its sheath more and more. He was amazed by the length and thickness of it, he wanted it in him, he wanted to possess it, he wanted it on himself. As if to answer this wish of his, the flow of energy into him increased yet again and he could swear he felt Brian's dick get a tiny bit thinner. While he worked on the lupine shaft with one hand, his other was running under Brian's jacket, exploring those large pectorals and abdominals that the fitness trainer sported. Andy wanted those for himself too and just like for Brian's cock before, he felt a rush of energy flow into him. The two broke the kiss to catch their breath but a few seconds later, Andy dove again and kissed the wolf again, even more fiercely than before. Brian was loving every second of it, the way the fox was exploring his muscles, the way Andy was forcefully invading his mouth and the way his cock was being worked on. He already had nine inches of his shaft out and had much more to show but given how merciless Andy was, it wouldn't be long until it would be fully out. The fox, who was progressively losing himself to lust and need, brought his second hand to Brian's cock to work it. He forgot how many times had he fantasized about his roommate's dick, it was a dream come true and that shaft was even bigger than in his wildest dreams! He felt however once again a surge of energy in him which also brought immense pleasure, enough to drive him to an orgasm. His cock began pumping seed all over the wolf's chest, abdominals and cock; rope after rope of warm cum was shot, spraying Brian again and again and again in an orgasm that was by far the greatest one that the fox ever experienced. When finally his flow began to weaken, he was amazed by his load; he didn't remember ever shooting that much before. Brian's shaft was brought to its full size and it was coated with vulpine seed. Despite having come just now, Andy was still extremely horny and he wanted a second round. And maybe even a third and a fourth. So he broke the kiss, let go of Brian's shaft and looked longingly in the wolf's eyes.

"Wh-why'd you stop?" whined the wolf.

"It's because," whispered Andy directly in the wolf's left ear, "I want you in me, now..."

Andy let go of the wolf and leaned backwards. The two looked at each other lovingly, both of their cocks throbbing with need; Andy's was spewing tiny drops of cum while Brian's was leaking pre like a faucet. As they were looking and feeling each other with their hands, the two suddenly realized something which felt strange: Andy was never any muscular before, and yet he had now some budding pectorals and abdominals. His cock was also bigger than yesterday by a full inch. The fox got a feeling that this sensation of energy rushing into him wasn't just pleasure, it was as if Brian's size was poured into him. When he looked back at it, the wolf's musculature was slightly less impressive than before and his balls looked a tiny bit smaller. The monstrous cock between the fitness trainer's legs was however still extremely impressive, it was fully out and reached to 17 inches of glorious lupine cock. Upon seeing that, Andy licked his lips and repositioned himself to be on all fours on the couch, presenting and wiggling his ass right in front of the wolf. His tail was held up high and he was squeezing a pillow between his arms while whining in need.

"Brian... d-don't make me wait... go in!"

The wolf became bright red under his fur, but he stood up and laid his massive shaft between the two inviting buttcheeks of the needy fox while putting his handpaws on his partner's hips. Thanks to Andy's work on the lupine cock, it was already leaking a lot of pre like a faucet, cascading down onto the fox' awaiting asshole. Brian rubbed his shaft against the butt of his roommate but Andy didn't want to wait any more, he groaned and whined loudly. The wolf was taken by surprise, but he complied to the fox' plea: he pulled his shaft back until the tip was lined up with the fox' rear entrance and began pushing forward. As he started inserting his cock inside, Andy murred of satisfaction, which also stimulated something in the wolf who felt a need to satisfy his partner. He slowly pushed in until there were two inches in. Andy's butthole was already spread wide because of the sheer width of the shaft in him, but he loved it and wanted even more. Brian continued with the insertion while being careful not to hurt his partner as he was aware that his dick was particularly girthy. As the fourth inch slid in, Andy grabbed the pillow tighter and bit into it while purring from pleasure. It was pure bliss to him and the flow of energy into him had resumed again, stronger than before. The insertion continued, making the two pant and moan from pleasure, Brian's cock was throbbing from all of the stimulation and Andy was clenching his butt around the massive shaft in him to stimulate it even more. Seeing that the fox was taking that pillar of flesh like a champ, the wolf started pushing in faster and faster. There were eight inches inside Andy's butthole, and the fox released the pillow from his mouth to let out a lewd moan. The smaller guy then pushed backwards, forcing even more of that large cock inside him, much to the wolf's surprise. But despite taking more of that spire inside him, it felt to the fox as if the insertion was easier than before; while his butthole was stretched extremely wide, it wasn't as much as when they started. That's when he realized that what happened when they kissed earlier was happening again and that he was packing on more size while Brian was losing his own. Because his body was growing and because Brian's shaft was shrinking, the insertion was becoming much easier while still being just as pleasurable - if not more pleasurable - for the both of them. It was only when the twelfth inch slid inside Andy that he felt a bump against his asshole. That knot was huge and he wanted it inside of him, but Brian had other plans because they had, after all, just started their bit of action.

The wolf started pulling out, taking a couple inches out before delicately ramming it all back in. And again, and again. Annoyed by the slowness of Brian's rhythm, Andy began pushing back with each insertion to make it more intense.

"B-Brian! Faster!"

Brian accelerated the rhythm, which made the both of them pant and huff louder. It felt a little frustrating for Andy that the dick inside him was slowly shrinking, but there was still something more to push inside him and he was looking forward to it. Brian continued accelerating the rhythm every time Andy hinted that it was too slow, until the humping was fast enough to bring the wolf's sizable balls to slap against the fox' thighs. Andy's cock was once again leaking pre in a flow that ever so slightly increased as his cock and balls were gaining size little by little. Brian tried switching from a fast rhythm with low intensity where he pushed and pulled less than an inch every time, for a slow rhythm with very high intensity where he was humping in large motions, taking in and out more than half of his impressive length with every movement. Andy was getting close to another orgasm, but held back as he didn't want to finish too soon compared to the wolf. The fitness trainer was now slowly pulling his more than half of his cock with every pull before ramming the whole length very fast. With every one of these strong thrusts he pushed a tiny bit deeper, Andy's asshole was starting to stretch a little bit more every time to try welcoming the large knot. Noticing the wolf's redoubled efforts in thrusting in and making his knot slap harder against his hole, Andy began helping Brian by pushing backwards with every insertion. Every time his asshole tried stretching around the massive ball of flesh, Andy moaned loudly from the immense pleasure it brought him and his cock spurted a small jet of pre.

Eventually, with one particularly strong push from both the lovers, Andy's hole stretched even wider than before to accept the thickest part of the knot, leading to the rest of it to effortlessly follow. Brian then thrusted a few last time before he began howling as he reached orgasm. Andy felt the rush of warm cum reach deep in his belly, it was the best feeling. His wildest dreams paled in comparison to the amazingness and the intensity of what he was experiencing now. What made it even more intense for the fox was that despite already being balls deep inside him, Brian continued thrusting in rhythm with each of his shots of seed. It suddenly felt as if Brian's cum was like a catalyst for the transfer of size, Andy began packing on more size faster than before. The dick inside him was seemingly shrinking but he didn't care, the influx of cum and energy into him were driving him mad. He needed more of that feeling, and his whole body was pulsing with power, filling him with immense pleasure. It seemed like Brian's orgasm was fuelling this transfer, which made him grow slightly bigger with every second. And eventually, he lost himself in pleasure too and moaned loudly as his cock once again began shooting ropes of seed all over the couch. The amount of semen that was fired from his shaft was much more impressive than the previous orgasm and it felt like it would last much longer too. Brian was slowly reaching the end of his orgasm, but seeing how Andy was in the middle of his, he continued thrusting inside the fox, although with a bit less intensity than before. He rested on top of Andy's back while weakly pounding on the fox' asshole and marvelling at the impressive orgasm of his partner. It had been a whole minute of the fox shooting seed on the couch under him when finally the flow weakened. The two lovers marvelled at Andy's load; it was even bigger than the previous one, which was especially impressive considering how much he had already shot just a few minutes earlier. The two panted loudly and occasionally licked each other's muzzles for a long time, until Brian had softened enough to pull his knot out of the fox' hole, which began leaking some cum while it was slowly recovering after that giant cock left it. Brian then fell backwards on the couch, where he laid weakly, completely exhausted by their lovemaking.

Andy was feeling empty after Brian's cock left his hole, but he was also feeling exceptionally good and full of energy despite the intense sex session. It was a dream come true, he and Brian had sex and it was even better than how he imagined it would be. Now that they had made this first step toward a relationship that was more than just being roommates, Andy hoped the two of them would have sex again, and very regularly. He wondered if he should be calling Brian his boyfriend. He stood up and was surprised to see from a point of view he wasn't used to; he was much taller than before. He looked at Brian, who had also gotten up and was looking at him mouth agape and eyes wide open. The two then fully realized what had just happened. Andy was standing at 6'6 tall, which was the wolf's old height while Brian was standing at 5'10, which was the fox' old height. The fox was now slightly fitter than before and Brian slightly less muscular. Andy's cock had grown a lot, it was standing at eight inches, twice as big as earlier, and it was still throbbing with need. He looked at Brian's cock, which now looked much smaller than when he had first looked at it earlier. The two were astonished by the changes and were wondering what just happened. Andy was feeling extremely aroused at the idea of himself being much taller, slightly more endowed and a little muscular; it was making him hornier again and made his cock throb and leak pre again from need.

Because of how ashamed he was but also because he wanted to admire himself, Andy excused himself awkwardly and disappeared into his room. While wondering what was happening, he remembered about the strange figurine from before, he opened the drawer in which it was hidden and took it in his hands. As soon as he did, he felt his newfound power rush into the statue, which visibly made the dog shrink while making the fox representing him grow taller and more muscular over a few seconds. He then felt the power backflow into him and it was much stronger than before. There was no doubt about it, this artifact was the source of the weird thing that had happened between Brian and him. He felt like he understood it a little bit better than before, but he still had so many questions and yet there was no one to answer them. But if there was one thing that he knew, it's that while he felt kind of bad for Brian, he felt amazing about his new size. And he wouldn't mind stealing size from a certain tiger he hated.