Daily Dose of Magic - Part 8 (Patreon)

The kiss deepened slowly as Blaine’s glowing fingers tightened against Bryon’s massive chest while Bryon wrapped his enormous arms around Blaine’s waist, holding him close. The big guy groaned softly against Blaine’s mouth as heat spread through his body, deeper this time, so pleasant that his knees weakened slightly.

Then, Blaine felt the gigantic pec beneath his hand slowly pressing outward, and his eyes widened in surprise as he realized the muscle had grown fuller under his touch. The enormous slab of meat felt hot as it expanded without Blaine casting any spell—as if the magic were responding to their shared desire for each other and not to his thoughts.

Bryon sucked in a breath through his nose as he felt the sensation taking over his body, and suddenly his shoulders looked slightly broader than they had seconds earlier. The changes were small, almost playful, compared to everything else they had already experienced, but that somehow made the moment feel even stranger.

Bryon broke the kiss and looked down at himself as much as his massive chest allowed. “No way,” he said. “You did that?”

Blaine stared openly, then shook his head. “No,” he replied.

“You did.” Bryon slowly grinned. “You want me bigger, don’t you?” he asked breathlessly.

“I swear I didn’t cast anything,” Blaine said, swallowing hard.

Bryon laughed and flexed, making his gigantic pecs tighten, and his biceps swelled higher against his sides. “Damn it,” he said. “If you didn’t do anything, how did this happen?”

“Desire holds magic,” Blaine whispered.

Bryon blinked at him. “What does that even mean?”

Blaine hesitated for a second before stepping back to explain. The glow around his fingers softened while he took a deep breath. “I found those words hidden in the spellbook,” he admitted. “From my dad. I think I figured out why some spells faded, and others stayed.”

Bryon looked curious. “What do you mean?”

“I think the magic becomes permanent if the person really wants the change,” Blaine explained, looking down at Bryon’s massive body. “Not only wanting it in the moment, but really accepting it, desiring it.”

Bryon slowly looked down at himself. Then he looked back at Blaine and smiled without even a hint of shame. “Yeah,” he admitted softly. “That sounds about right.”

Blaine should’ve felt nervous hearing that. Instead, he felt strangely proud.

Bryon stepped closer again and wrapped one gigantic arm around Blaine’s waist while Blaine leaned against the immense wall of muscle in front of him. The size difference between them felt absurd. Blaine wasn’t small by any means, but next to Bryon’s transformed body, he looked almost swallowed by the big guy’s size.

For a while, they stayed there together in the middle of the ruined room, wrapped around each other as the magic slowly faded. Bryon flexed now and then, only to feel the subtle reactions in his body. He couldn’t stop paying attention to himself. Every shift of his shoulders, every tightening of his chest, every movement of those oversized arms seemed to remind him all over again how massive he had become.

Then a deep growl suddenly rumbled through the room. Blaine lifted his head while Bryon blinked in surprise before another growl rolled from his stomach, even louder this time.

“Okay,” Bryon admitted, bursting out laughing. “I’m starving.”

Blaine chuckled, shaking his head. “No wonder. You probably weigh as much as a truck.”

Bryon grinned proudly at that. “Worth it.”

Blaine looked around the destroyed room before sighing. “I’ll go grab food or something.”

“No,” Bryon replied immediately. “I’m coming too,” he added.

Blaine stared at him as he had completely lost his mind. “You can’t go outside like this.”

Bryon flexed at the words. “Why not?”

“Because look at you!” Blaine said, gesturing at Bryon’s massive body.

The big guy looked delighted by that answer. He slowly moved one massive hand toward his chest before giving one enormous pec a playful bounce. “I know,” he said smugly.

Blaine groaned. “People are going to stare.”

“That sounds like their problem,” Bryon added.

“And record you,” Blaine complained. “We can’t explain this!”

Bryon smirked. “You’re nervous because everyone’s gonna see your work.”

Blaine’s face turned bright red while Bryon laughed triumphantly at the reaction. He tried arguing again, but Bryon flexed his upper body, and the sight derailed Blaine’s concentration.

“Maybe a little,” Blaine finally said. “Okay, but we need to get you covered.”

Bryon grinned victoriously while Blaine looked him up and down, fully realizing the next major problem—nothing fit the big guy anymore. Shirts were hopeless, pants were even worse, and the more Blaine looked at Bryon’s proportions, the more impossible the situation became.

Everything about Bryon’s body was exaggerated beyond reason. His shoulders stretched absurdly wide while the gigantic pecs projected so far outward that they almost looked too heavy for his frame to support. His traps rose thickly around his neck whenever he rolled his shoulders back. Even standing still, his arms hung heavily at his sides, burdened by their mass—packed so densely that every subtle movement was visible beneath his smooth skin.

Bryon clearly loved every second of it. He turned slightly toward the mirror attached to the closet door, watching his chest bounce with the movement before flexing again. “Fuck, that’s insane,” he said, sounding impressed with himself.

Blaine stayed frozen for another second, openly staring while Bryon admired his own reflection. “You cannot seriously be planning to go outside like this,” he said when he finally snapped out of his trance.

“Stop saying that like it’s gonna stop me,” Bryon said, and Blaine rolled his eyes.

A couple of minutes later, Blaine turned toward Bryon, holding a clean white bedsheet.

Bryon stared at him and immediately burst out laughing. “You are absolutely not wrapping me in a toga.”

“You have a better idea?” Blaine asked.

Bryon looked down at himself, and after several seconds, he sighed. “Fair.”

The process became a disaster right away. Blaine started by trying to wrap the sheet around Bryon’s waist, but he immediately realized how ridiculous the task was.

Bryon’s body was so enormous that it made ordinary objects seem tiny around him. His widened hips forced his stance apart while the massive thickness of his thighs left almost no room between them. The huge legs looked packed impossibly tight, and every subtle movement made them shift. And between his thighs, the biggest problem became obvious.

Blaine stared openly for a second before taking a deep breath. “Oh, come on,” he said.

Bryon looked down as much as his gigantic chest allowed. “What?”

“You know what,” Blaine replied, chuckling.

The lower half of Bryon’s body was unreasonable. The gigantic balls hanging heavily between his thighs alone made wrapping the sheet difficult. They were too massive, forcing the fabric outward awkwardly, no matter how Blaine adjusted it.

Bryon shifted slightly to help, but that only made things worse. The movement caused the gigantic orbs to sway heavily between his thighs, dragging the sheet downward again.

Blaine grabbed the loose fabric before it slipped free. “Stop moving.”

“I barely moved,” Bryon said, trying not to laugh.

Blaine groaned playfully while crouching lower with the sheet still in his hands. From down there, Bryon looked even more absurd. His thighs alone were thicker than Blaine’s torso, pressing outward because there wasn’t enough room for them to rest naturally together. And above all of that, Bryon’s chest cast shadows over Blaine while he worked. Even relaxed, the enormous orbs shifted heavily with each breath Bryon took, and their size made the rest of his already gigantic frame look even more exaggerated.

Blaine shook his head slowly. “You literally look like someone tried building a bodybuilder from memory and got carried away.”

Bryon burst out laughing, and the motion made his chest bounce violently—which immediately ruined Blaine’s progress. “You got carried away indeed,” he said, laughing again, and the sheet slipped sideways as Bryon’s hips shifted under the move, and his cock and balls dragged the fabric loose.

“Bryon!” Blaine said firmly, but smiling.

“I’m sorry!” The big guy laughed, clearly not sorry.

Blaine tried a different approach after that, which turned out to be even harder. The sheet stretched tightly across the massive bulge while the shape of his cock and balls distorted everything. No matter how Blaine adjusted it, the fabric kept tenting outward too dramatically.

Bryon looked down again. “There is absolutely no hiding that, huh?”

“Not unless I find a circus tent,” Blaine replied quickly.

Bryon smirked proudly.

Eventually, Blaine managed to force the sheet around Bryon’s lower body so that it stayed in place for more than a few seconds. Even then, it barely worked, as the 4-foot-long cock and yoga-ball-sized testicles remained impossible to ignore. Above the waist, there was nothing they could do. Bryon’s torso was too enormous to hide.

Blaine stepped back slowly once he finished adjusting the sheet, scanning his immense roommate. Despite his logical side, his cock stirred, reacting to the sight of Bryon’s immense body barely covered and looking stunning. Still, he focused on finding clothes to wear for himself, to look as casual as possible, even though his heart was racing in his chest.

Once Blaine was ready, they turned toward the dorm room door and realized another problem. The doorway suddenly looked absurdly small compared to Bryon, who frowned as Blaine took another deep breath to calm himself down for the millionth time.

Bryon’s 6’0” height hadn’t changed, but everything else about him had expanded so far beyond normal proportions that he couldn’t fit normally through the door. It wasn’t only the immense shoulders and massively rounded deltoids, barely leaving any space between his body and the walls around him, but his whole thickness was an issue.

The gigantic pecs projected so far outward from his torso that Blaine wasn’t sure how Bryon had managed to move around the dorm at all without knocking things over. Each one looked as large as a yoga ball packed solid with muscle and milk, which still dripped from his nipples without being too dramatic.

Bryon stared at the doorway for another second before looking sideways at Blaine. “Okay, I think we have a problem here.”

Blaine crossed his arms slowly. “We?” he said, raising an eyebrow. “You are wider than the door. I told you this is not a good idea.”

“Maybe sideways?” Bryon offered, flexing while thinking about the problem, which did not help. The movement pushed his chest outward proudly while his already massive shoulders looked even broader.

Blaine looked unconvinced, but Bryon was already trying anyway. The first attempt failed instantly. The big guy turned sideways and tried easing one shoulder through first, but his deltoid jammed against the side of the frame before the rest of him even reached the doorway. Wood creaked softly under the pressure while Bryon tried another careful push.

“Wait, wait—stop,” Blaine said quickly.

“I almost fit,” Bryon said, groaning softly.

“You absolutely do not almost fit,” Blaine responded, getting right beside his roommate.

Bryon ignored the warning and pushed harder anyway, which only made things worse. The enormous traps around his neck caught next, pressing thickly against the frame while his gigantic pecs compressed visibly against the doorway itself. Blaine could see the masses of muscle flattening slightly under the pressure while the wood groaned loudly around them.

Bryon looked stuck. “Okay, okay. Don’t panic,” he said as the density of his upper body didn’t let him move at all. His chest remained wedged tightly against the frame while his widened shoulders locked him in place.

“You are literally wedged into the wall!” Blaine said, already freaking out.

“No. I can fix this,” Bryon said and made the terrible decision to inhale deeply.

His gigantic chest expanded against the doorway, making the entire frame groan violently. The huge pecs swelled tighter while his ribcage widened beneath them, and for one horrifying second, Blaine thought Bryon was about to rip the doorway out of the wall.

Blaine panicked big time. “Stop breathing so hard!”

“I NEED AIR, BLAINE,” Bryon replied, laughing, which only made things worse because every laugh made his chest bounce again. The movement shook the frame while the bedsheet around his waist threatened to loosen.

Meanwhile, Blaine grabbed one of Bryon’s enormous arms and tried pulling backward—which accomplished absolutely nothing.

Eventually, Bryon managed to force one arm free enough to brace himself against the side of the doorway. His oversized biceps tightened while the veins across his forearms rose higher beneath the skin, but even then, the rest of his body still refused to cooperate. The problem wasn’t only his upper body; everything below his waist was just as stuck.

His hips were jammed awkwardly against the lower half of the frame, while his thighs left barely any room for movement. Even his calves strained visibly as he attempted to shift his footing. And between his legs, things were even more ridiculous. His 4-foot-long cock and massive balls hanging beneath the bedsheet made moving through the doorway almost impossible. Every small movement caused the huge mass to sway heavily, dragging the loose fabric with it while Bryon tried unsuccessfully to keep the sheet from slipping lower.

His massive thighs were already spread as far apart as they could go to accommodate everything hanging between them, but the doorway forced his stance narrower every time he tried squeezing through. His cock and balls compressed uncomfortably against his thighs while the stretched bedsheet bunched and tightened underneath him.

“Ugh. Okay, that actually sucks,” Bryon groaned, trying to shift one leg forward, but the movement dragged his bulge against the doorway even harder, making him hiss through his teeth while the fabric slipped dangerously lower around his hips.

Blaine grabbed the edge of the sheet before the entire thing came undone. “Do not lose the toga in the hallway,” he warned.

“I’m trying not to!” Bryon laughed despite himself, but even that became a problem because every movement from his upper body shook the rest of him.

For a second, Blaine thought Bryon might be too massive to fit through normally, and the big guy seemed to realize the same thing.

“Okay,” Bryon said, planting both feet harder against the floor. “I got this.”

He flexed hard, and every muscle across his body compressed at once. His gigantic chest tightened inward, and his shoulders pulled tighter against his frame, but Blaine also noticed the effect lower down. Bryon’s hips pushed inward to create a tiny bit of room as his thighs flexed and the thick muscles tensed. It still barely worked, but Bryon forced himself forward inch by inch while the lower half of his body dragged heavily through the doorway.

The entire frame shook violently as Bryon forced himself loose into the hallway with one last shove, nearly losing the bedsheet completely in the process. For one glorious second, both of them celebrated the fact that Bryon had actually made it through the doorway, but the bedsheet slipped lower around his widened hips.

They took a couple of moments to process what had just happened and then started walking down the hallway. People stared openly as they entered the building’s main area. Everybody froze when they saw Bryon, conversations died mid-sentence, and a guy carrying laundry nearly dropped the basket in his hands. Someone farther down the hall slowly lowered his phone before raising it again once his brain seemed to catch up with what he was seeing.

Bryon absolutely loved the attention. His posture straightened while a grin spread across his face. His enormous chest lifted proudly as people openly stared at him from every direction. A couple of students whispered to each other while another guy blatantly started recording.

“Dude, what the hell happened to him?” one guy whispered.

Bryon flexed instinctively at the reaction, making his chest and arms look even more imposing. More phones came out, and someone backed into the wall trying to keep Bryon entirely inside their camera frame. At first, they had a hard time deciding where to look: at Bryon’s bare chest and thick nipples or at his massive cock and balls that were barely covered.

Blaine felt his stomach twist as more people stopped to stare openly at Bryon. Part of him wanted to drag him straight back into the dorm before the situation turned into a complete disaster, especially now that phones were coming out everywhere and half the hallway looked seconds away from posting videos online. But the other part of him felt overwhelmingly proud while he watched Bryon soak up every second of the attention.

Bryon slowly leaned closer toward Blaine while they moved down the hallway together. “See?” he said smugly. “You were worried for nothing.”

“You’re causing a scene,” Blaine replied.

Bryon laughed softly, and even that drew more attention. Everything was hard to process. His thighs were so massive that his legs remained spread apart while he moved through the hallway. Every step looked heavy because there was too much muscle packed onto his frame for him to move normally anymore. The lower half of his body shifted visibly beneath the stretched sheet while students pressed themselves against the walls to let him pass.

One guy near the stairwell stared openly at Bryon’s chest for so long that he nearly walked directly into a vending machine. Bryon noticed and straightened slightly as more people turned to look at him.

Blaine noticed that reaction, and so did the magic. A faint heat flared behind Blaine’s eyes while he watched Bryon soaking in the attention around him. His fingers glowed faintly without him casting any spell, and Bryon inhaled sharply right away.

Bryon felt the sheet tightening across his bulge as his cock and balls expanded right there. It wasn’t a dramatic growth, but those who were observing could tell something was happening under the sheet. A guy near the wall blinked several times before looking away awkwardly. Another student stared openly downward before his face turned bright red.

The massive cock slowly gained a foot in length and a few inches in thickness as the massive balls inflated even more, reaching dangerously close to the ground and straining the sheet to the limit. It was impossible not to notice.

“I think you’re doing the thing again,” Bryon said without even sounding embarrassed.

“No, I’m not doing anything,” Blaine whispered, but he realized his magic had caused the growth unconsciously.

Bryon flexed while watching everyone react. “You are so easy to read,” he teased Blaine.

“Shut up,” Blaine whispered.

“You got jealous,” Bryon said, adjusting his stance to handle his heavier balls.

Blaine’s face burned hotter while Bryon looked even more pleased with himself.

By the time they reached the campus food court area, the whole crowd looked pale before Bryon even entered the room. The big guy walked through the middle of it all, looking unbothered. If anything, the attention only made him seem more confident.

Blaine ended up carrying an absurd amount of food by the time they left. Even then, it still felt like nowhere near enough food considering Bryon’s size. They found an empty bench outside near the edge of campus, and when Bryon sat down, the entire thing groaned loudly beneath his weight.

Blaine winced, and Bryon laughed while adjusting himself carefully.

Watching such a massive guy sitting there somehow made his proportions look even more impossible. His gigantic thighs spread apart because there was no other way for them to fit comfortably together anymore. His balls rested heavily on the ground, looking ready to burst out of the sheets, with his 5-foot-long soft cock resting atop them.

His pecs looked absurdly round, projecting so far outward that Bryon started stacking food containers across the top without even thinking about it.

Blaine stared while Bryon balanced burgers, fries, and several wrapped sandwiches across his chest like it was the most natural thing in the world.

“You’re literally using your pecs as a table,” Blaine said, shocked.

Bryon looked down before shrugging. “Efficient.”

Blaine rolled his eyes and looked away briefly before looking back again because it was impossible not to. The stretched sheet around his waist looked almost delicate compared to the overwhelming body underneath it. And Blaine couldn’t stop thinking about how much bigger Bryon might still become while he sat there relaxed. The thought hit Blaine harder than expected, and the familiar glow in his fingers appeared.

Bryon froze mid-bite, immediately looking downward while several nearby students continued recording without understanding what was happening. At first, the change seemed subtle as the sheet around his waist tightened more firmly across his bulge, but within seconds the effect became impossible to ignore. His cock and balls visibly expanded, more than before, as Bryon gasped.

“Oh no,” Blaine whispered. “I swear I’m not doing it on purpose.”

Bryon looked up at him, smiling. “You are REALLY distracted today.”

The growth didn’t stop. The fabric around Bryon’s waist pulled tighter while his cock lengthened visibly downward between his thighs. Even without seeing anything directly, Blaine could tell the shaft was growing at least a couple of feet this time. The bench groaned louder as he adjusted instinctively, trying unsuccessfully to make room for his expanding balls.

Students kept recording, and someone screamed. Another student nearly dropped their drink while backing away. And the show wasn’t over yet.

Bryon laughed in disbelief as his cock reached 8 feet long, still soft, and far thicker than his massive thighs. His balls spread more heavily on the ground, now making yoga balls look small in comparison. The new mass added strain to the sheet, beyond what the fabric could handle, and then it gave up.

The fabric unraveled from Bryon’s waist all at once, collapsing uselessly into Blaine’s lap while the entire area around them erupted into shocked shouting and chaos. Students stumbled backward in panic while others stared in disbelief as Bryon sat fully exposed in the middle of campus. And somehow, unbelievably, Bryon still looked pleased with himself, making the size and the spells even stronger due to his desire.

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