Aww, thanks! I’m still not very confident with art that isn’t photoediting, so I’m glad you think so.

I just realized I've spent all month working on painting and not on making morphs, so I guess I should at least upload them

I just realized I've spent all month working on painting and not on making morphs, so I guess I should at least upload them

I agree

I am compelled to do some sort of art for that new bara pokemon guy… we shall see

Thank you very much! I dunno if I deserve such high praise, but I’ll accept it gladly

Guess I should take it as a compliment then! Though who wouldn’t want exclusive access to such a giant?

Oh, definitely not! He tried to use the machines as weights, but even that wasn’t enough. We’ve gotta pay for extra repairs, since he did quite a number on em…

Aww, thank you, that means a lot! I currently don’t post anywhere else, and I probably won’t be soon (I hardly keep up with Bluesky as it is)

For some reason that last posts didn’t show up on my feed until I reposted it. Very odd

It was about 7:30 in the morning. The hotel's alarm clock bleated out a quiet robotic melody and you stirred from your dreamless sleep. You blearily rolled out of bed, almost subconsciously, and started collecting your scattered clothes. It was hard due to how sore your lower body was. You noticed a series of cracks in the bed frame as you dressed yourself; a feeling of resignation washed over you. Your boyfriend was in the corner of the room, gazing at his muscles as he posed in the full-length mirror. "Hey, babe? Next time —" "Yo! You're finally awake! Come check this out bro!" He doubled down on his posing, his arms swelling to massive peaks as he hit a double biceps, presumably for you. He grunted laboriously as he held the pose for a while. "Don't you think I look bigger than last night? I look so pumped! I bet I broke 32 inches on the arms by now..." "That's great babe, but the hotel staff are gonna be pissed. Just look what you did to the bed frame!" He finally turned around from his self-admiration and looked at the bed; you could see his underwear-clad dick twitch against his thighs as he assessed the damage. "Mmf...My bad dude. Your hole was just so tight, and you were so cute underneath me... I couldn't help myself. I woulda kept going too, but you passed out after round 6 or so, I think! So I just jacked off into the tub a few times before bed." He smiled at you innocently, as if it had been the pinnacle of restraint on his part. You gave him a stern look. "And you cleaned up after yourself? If I go in there to take a shower, it's not going to be covered in jizz?" Your boyfriend gazed sheepishly to the side, confirming your suspicions. You sighed. "Sorry..." "Well, I knew what I signed up for, dating you. We'll work this out together." And all at once, your boyfriend pounced on you, his muscle smothering you into the mattress as he hugged you tight. "You're the best! I love you so much bro!" "Love you too, big guy."

You ended up having to pay some pretty exorbitant fees when you left the hotel. The bed frame was cracked, but also the floor underneath; not to mention the cum stains in the bathroom and in the wood grain you couldn't get out. At least your super-heavyweight bf had a good time!

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This is a morph of @/nathanmozango on Instagram!

It was about 7:30 in the morning. The hotel's alarm clock bleated out a quiet robotic melody and you stirred from your dreamless sleep. You blearily rolled out of bed, almost subconsciously, and started collecting your scattered clothes. It was hard due to how sore your lower body was. You noticed a series of cracks in the bed frame as you dressed yourself; a feeling of resignation washed over you. Your boyfriend was in the corner of the room, gazing at his muscles as he posed in the full-length mirror. "Hey, babe? Next time —" "Yo! You're finally awake! Come check this out bro!" He doubled down on his posing, his arms swelling to massive peaks as he hit a double biceps, presumably for you. He grunted laboriously as he held the pose for a while. "Don't you think I look bigger than last night? I look so pumped! I bet I broke 32 inches on the arms by now..." "That's great babe, but the hotel staff are gonna be pissed. Just look what you did to the bed frame!" He finally turned around from his self-admiration and looked at the bed; you could see his underwear-clad dick twitch against his thighs as he assessed the damage. "Mmf...My bad dude. Your hole was just so tight, and you were so cute underneath me... I couldn't help myself. I woulda kept going too, but you passed out after round 6 or so, I think! So I just jacked off into the tub a few times before bed." He smiled at you innocently, as if it had been the pinnacle of restraint on his part. You gave him a stern look. "And you cleaned up after yourself? If I go in there to take a shower, it's not going to be covered in jizz?" Your boyfriend gazed sheepishly to the side, confirming your suspicions. You sighed. "Sorry..." "Well, I knew what I signed up for, dating you. We'll work this out together." And all at once, your boyfriend pounced on you, his muscle smothering you into the mattress as he hugged you tight. "You're the best! I love you so much bro!" "Love you too, big guy."

You ended up having to pay some pretty exorbitant fees when you left the hotel. The bed frame was cracked, but also the floor underneath; not to mention the cum stains in the bathroom and in the wood grain you couldn't get out. At least your super-heavyweight bf had a good time!

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Happy birthday dude!

Screenshot I found online of a mobile game ad. A blonde macro guy approaches a few regular-sized soldiers, surrounded by his own army.

It’s always this specific goofy looking giant guy. I have no clue why they make him so macro-sized but I’m not complaining

This is incredibly hot

I think somebody should make porn of the super top-heavy giant guys from the those number gate mobile game ads

This is a morph of @wolterkevin on Instagram!

You had been on the water for over an hour now. Nick held his fishing rod loosely in one hand, a somewhat impatient look on his face as he waited for a bite. You hadn't expected to be alone with your instructor when you signed up for a fishing class, but it clearly couldn't be helped. The boat was floating pretty low with just your combined weight inside it; it would probably start taking on water if anyone else were inside. Nick scratched absentmindedly at the underside of his thick abgut, veins pulsing on his arm from underneath layers of fat and muscle as he did. He let out a frustrated grunt. "Sorry kid, I'd have normally caught somethin' by now. Guess not much is bitin'..." His voice was deep and rough, reminiscent of the rumble of the boat's old motor. As he apologized, he put one hand behind his head, causing sweat to roll down his armpit and lat, his scent flooding the tiny boat. He had taken his shirt off shortly after setting out, giving you a perfect view of his engorged musculature. "It's alright. I figured there'd be a lot of waiting when I signed up," you responded. You watched as his pec dropped heavily over his gut as he put his arm down. A ripple went though it as it clashed against the rest of his muscles. One of his hands slapped against your back, enough to push your forward onto the floor of the boat. You heard a jovial chuckle from behind and above you as you laid prone beneath him. "Heh, you're a good sport! How about I treat you to a beer while we're out here?" Nick leaned over before you could respond, his sweat-slicked shorts unable to cover the globes of his oversized glutes. He opened a small cooler behind him. Using one calloused hand, he popped the top off a bottle of beer and started chugging it down. By the time you had gotten up and got one for yourself, he'd finished, letting out a thundering belch that echoed over the lake. "Damn, that hit the spot! Now let's get back to it. I'm not lettin' you go home without a real biggun!"

Nick had always enjoyed fishing. With arms like his, pulling lunkers out of the water took almost no effort. Plus, having a steady source of protein for his undending bulk was more than welcome. He just hoped his old boat would hold out for a few more years of growing...

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An innovative cost-saving approach on the first day of the job? We’ve gotta hire these guys full time!

a remorph of a morph i made a while ago, but now the shorter bodybuilder is even bigger and takes up most of the picture with his muscles

Oh hey looks like he got even bigger, neat! michverdun.tumblr.com/post/8060148...

I did another photobash! Been a minute, but Sonar's just so cute I had to beef him up. Hope y'all enjoy.

A photobash of Sonar from Dispatch. His suit has been edited to reveal his arms and torso, which are both heavily muscled. His dick is hard out of the fly of his pants.

Sonar, we're not sending a locksmith down there, you can just break yourself out. Put your dick away and get to work!

Wow, being a penis inspector must be hard work! *ba dum tss*

Thank you dude! I’m glad you enjoyed it

Aw thanks, you’re too sweet! Glad to be back

For the time being. But his family’s booked a few more rooms… once his dad gets there, the staff are gonna know what real size looks like!

Even with all the equipment in there combined he would hardly get a pump. They’ve got him out in the parking lot curling cars instead. They’re hoping he won’t ask for anything heavier…

I’d imagine they reacted with some combination of lust, admiration, and worry over whether the floors can support him or not.

Very much same here. I have ideas for longer writing that I’d like people to see, but I always get nervous to share unfinished work