“Congratulations, Patrick. You only need two more wins to be crowned Alpha Bear,” Sebastian announced to a cheering crowd. “And,
unfortunately for Alpha Kappa Alpha, your scores are too low to move on to the next round.” The four toga-clad bears waved goodbye to Dan,
visibly depressed at their loss as they exited the stage. “And now for my favourite rounds: Gut and Cock size!” The crowd erupted into cheers
and growls, “the order has been shuffled, first up is Patrick!”
Dan’s heart was still racing after Patrick’s Alpha-Swagger-Roar, and now the Celtic Giant was even bigger. He lumbered towards the middle of
the stage, going into a double bicep pose that made the other contestants stagger and drove the crowd wild.
The announcer swished up the stage with a measuring tape. “We’ll start with his gut. Ready, Patrick?” Dan squirmed as Patrick flexed even
harder, puffing his gut out while Sebastian measured him. “120-inches around, or ten feet!” Exclaimed Sebastian.
“Heh,” Grinned Patrick, “Probably could’ve been bigger if I hadn’t skipped lunch.” With a bit of effort, Patrick removed his kilt, letting it drop
behind him and hushing the audience instantly. With a glance at Dan, his cock stirred, swelling larger, thicker, harder till it pressed into his
gut. Dan was stunned...Surrounded by dense red fur and topped two churning balls (each bigger than basketballs!), his cock looked to be over
a yard long, and at least 14-inches across.
“Geeze...” Sebastian gawked, his hands shaking as he timidly measured Patrick’s manhood. “T-three feet, three inches long” he stammered,
“And 15-inches across! A new school record!” Patrick tossed his kilt into the audience and flexed to cheers, sauntering back into line. His
massive balls and cock flopping heavily with each step, globs of pre trailing behind him.
“Next up is Gabe!” Dan’s head snapped to Gabe...surely after that incredible display of meat he’d have grown so big his cock would be
dragging on the ground!
“25-inches by 8-inches across!” Exclaimed Sebastian as he tugged at Gabe’s hard cock, whipping out the tape measure for his gut, “and a 104-
inch gut!” Dan was disappointed...until he remembered his 15-changes cap he had put into the Chronovac. That means Gabe had used all his
up... “Grrrr,” thought Dan, “just when this was getting good.” He would have to lift that cap when he got back to the dorm. Jet and James were
up next. Their stats would’ve been impossibly impressive in the old world, but they weren’t nearly as big as Gabe had grown. Adrian had also
remained unchanged since the last round...he had also run out of Alpha-growth. “28-inches long and 9- inches across!” Adrian grinned,
stroking his club of un-cut meat while looking at Dan. “And a 112-inch gut!” Geeze, even without the next round of growth, these guys were
huge!
“Magnus, you’re up!” The stage shook as Magnus stepped from the shadows into the spotlight, looking down at Patrick with a smirk, then a
wink at Dan. Magnus had grown even bigger and more masculine...his pony tail and beard braided in an even thicker pattern to show off his
brilliant blond hair. Dan guessed him to be over 9-feet tall, with shoulders 6-feet across and about as thick with muscle from pecs to bubble
butt. Every muscle stood out from his body, engorged with size. And because of his even bigger gut, Magnus was forced to balance by leaning
back, which only made him look bigger. He peered over his pecs and grinned down to Dan, “HEY, CUB!” He growled, his new voice was as deep
and powerful as Patrick’s roar from the Alpha Swagger, making Dan shudder and cum as the words sunk in.
With a grunt, Magnus blew into a most-muscular pose, pumping his body even bigger and sending the crowd into growls and moans. Too big
to turn his head, Magnus shifted his body to look at Dan, winking before pulling his own kilt off and throwing it to the crowd.
Dan staggered, adjusting his jock as he watched Magnus’ cock grow hard. Two feet, two and a half...three feet...still it throbbed and grew
bigger, pushing against his distended muscle gut as it approached four feet long. It was now adorned with a thick 0000-PA that looked like
Dan could use it as a bracelet. “F-four feet three inches...” Sebastian stammered, eyeing the swollen balls between Magnus’ legs, “A-and 22-
inches across.” Dan could hear a couple guys in the audience losing their load watching Magnus. “Dan, help me measure his gut.”
It was so big it took two people to measure accurately. “This has to be a world record,” Sebastian shook his head, looking up to the beast, “144
inches around--Or 12 feet!” His gut was bigger around than he was tall! No wonder he was so thick!
The judges nodded to Sebastian confirming Magnus’ victory, “Magnus wins this round, making him tied with Patrick!”
Before Dan could react, Magnus had crouched down and enveloped him in a bear hug, kissing him on the forehead out of excitement. “One
more round, cub! Then I’m all yours...” He pulled back, looking deep into Dan’s eyes, “Gods...you’re perfect.”
“Ahem” Patrick loomed behind Magnus, his cock still hard from the beginning of the round. “You haven’t won yet, Magnus. Dan is Alpha-Bear
property only.” Magnus stood, growling, pushing his gut into Patrick...and suddenly Patrick’s body shuddered and grew bigger, matching
Magnus’ size then surpassing it. His gut a solid sphere of muscle and fat, inched larger. His balls--already bigger than basketballs--dropped
lower and grew till they were bigger than Magnus’ pair.
Reality rippled and Dan watched as the remaining contestants disappeared from the stage and materialized in the crowd...as if they knew it
wasn’t worth trying when Magnus and Patrick were competing.
Sebastian cut the tension, “Alright, big guys! It’s time for the final round, our tie-breaker: ARM WRESTLING!”