Killstreak Growth
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Damian gets out of his bed after a short nap, awakened to the time tone of his phone as he groggily moves to pick it up and shut it off. It was an off day for him and was just in his underwear since it was just him at home today. As he woke up a memory stirred him up even further “its here!!” he says as he leaps out of his bed and into his gamer desk set up. Taking a seat in the gamer chair and rolling closer to the desk as he turns on his system booting up he clicks into the game he wanted to play for its newest grandest update. He been following this games social media for a long while and they were really hyping up this big powerful and booming update that would shake the game to its core. The shooter loads up and across the screen the words new update reads out in bold. Excitement rattles through his body as he gets into the games patch notes, but oddly enough they were quite empty except a readout for a new feature. {kills for kilo’s- this new feature is equipped to every players profile in the settings, rewarding all our players with a nice growing surprise for every kill. With a nice little multiplier for intense and amazing action. Head to your settings now to start it up and get to gaming.
Damian was puzzled by that read out, “what could it all mean?”, he pondered to himself as he decided to look into it. Under his profile for the game he went into the settings and sure enough there was a check box next to glowing words reading out ‘kills for kilos’. Even there it didnt really make much sense but it couldnt hurt to turn it on. With the press of a button he checks the box and gets into a game. A classic game mode he can do well at, Team Deathmatch, and as the game loads up and he hops into the motions grabbing his controller and headset he hears the casual trash talking he gets in games. He takes a moment to roll his eyes before he gets into his gamer zone. The match timer counts down to zero and he gets into walking around the map and aiming his weapon around each and every corner ready to kill the first enemy he see’s. An enemy rounds the corner and his instincts kick in, he mows the guy down quickly earning him his first kill in the game. He can hear the guy shout a loud “wtf” over his death over the mic making a small smile appear on his face. He feels a bit of a tingle throughout his body before he continues onwards. This map was pretty big and the enemy team seemed to not been working well together. He goes into seeking them out and one by one he comes across a member of the enemy team sparsely but he gets a kill each time. Some of them shouting in aggravation while others their characters screams do the talking, but another way each time he feels a bit of something like an intense level of excitement swarming throughout his body.It was fairly unfortunate that the map and team setups made it so he sparingly got kills actually so it wasn’t his most glorious match and when all was said and done he ended with 15 kills and a satisfied feeling in his gullet for a good warm-up match. He smiles to himself altho he didn’t notice that new feature at work, puzzled he swirls in his gamer chair leaning back and looking down that’s when he notices something way different. “Wooooah...h-how?!” he shouts honestly as he sees himself in the mirror. Honestly, he looked like he beefed up quite a bit from before with a good amount of muscle definition to his frame. He had some pec’s that jutted out from his chest but not by much, a bit of bicep action that defined outward when he flexed his arms. Abs riddled his chest with a set of 6 on his stomach. His dick bulge defined just a bit more and even his legs gained a bit of definition. His mind was shooting at reasons he coulda gotten the look of someone who been at the gym for a little bit and was beginning to have a good amount of results. As he flexes in the mirror he thinks of the last thing he did, playing his game and the new update. “Kills for kilo’s...is it possible…” Damian mutters to himself as he moves over to his chair and sits grabbing his controller and getting ready for the next round.
As he gets into his seat he smiles ready to put his new theory to the test, the game starts with another round of team deathmatch and he does his best to go at it. It starts easy he gets a kill and another in rapid succession flanking the enemy team hard. The game announcer shouts triumphantly ‘double kill’ in its deep bassy voice, eager to continue onwards he goes deeper into the enemy lines. He can hear them over the mic’s cursing their team and pointing fingers at each other over being so incompetent but that just made it easier for Damian. He goes in guns blazing getting more kills in rapid succession that makes them scream in aggravation, the announcer counting up his kills, ‘double no, triple no, but quad kill’ time and time again and he sees the kill streaks lining up at the top of the screen. The one person gets close to killing him but his teammate had his back, distracting him enough for Damian to get the kill. The final blow that earns him another set of multi-kills, “You did a fine job helping me out there, let’s wreck these fucks!” Damian says getting really into it, he can feel with each kill streak he was growing massive but he was so in the zone of the game that he played hard first. “hahaha !” he laughs loudly as he kills after kill till he ends it with a harsh Penta kill and a personal kill count of 35. He smiles and leans back in his chair before taking a moment to stand up and examine himself in his mirror and oh now he knew and understand that new feature was all too real. All those kills and multi-kills really paid off for the ‘kill to kilo’ setting his body ripped and shredded as he stood way bigger than before. Biceps were as big as softballs and pecs like powerful shelves of muscles with a powerful feel to them as he caresses his hand against them. His abs rippled and powerful on his chest with an amazing 8 pack of abs deep and fine cut on his stomach that looked like paved cobblestone. He folds his arms behind his back to give himself another flex as his gaze trails downwards, his eyes upon his underwear as his bodies growth made them taught on his waist tight and with his bulging cock not helping, even soft his underwear was weighed down by his already fist-sized balls and soft cock. His thighs bulging and rippled with muscles cut like a marbled statue all the way down to his legs. He looked powerfully thick and buffer than any athlete he had seen in recent. As he marveled at his new cut physique something within him wanted to go one more round to see how much bigger he can get.
He moves over to his chair, the frame creaking under his newfound muscle weight making him smile wide, a grin spread across his face wider than he ever smiled before as excitement to go hard in a game and grow filled his body. “Let’s go boy!” Damian announces to his teammates as he puts the mic back on his head before he begins gaming. This time it was on as he sat in his chair, posture leaning forward as he got into the zone. Left and right he was killing his enemies with his allies helping him and only him get all the kills. The announcer raking up the kill streaks left and the announcer going on and on. “HAHA!! Get pwned noobs!!” he shouted into the mic followed by their agonized screams and infighting. “Killionaire, Kill-apocalypse, Oh-my-god!!” he could hear the announcer shout in the background as the kills raked up more and more and his body was expanding bigger and bigger faster with the multi-kills lining up one by one. He was almost a blur to the enemy team and his teammates helping him along the way made sure of that. “Rrrrg...yeah!! Look at you guys making me grow!” he shouts as he goes in and gets even more multi-kills. More kill streaks and kills line the top of his screen and from an outside view one would believe he was entering cheat codes but no he was just that good. His body swells immensely bigger and bigger, his underwear skin-tight upon his body as it grows to the point and to the brink that his waist was pushing against the chairs arm rest. He the counter ticks down as the game gets closer and closer to the end his team lining up the kills for him making callouts left and right for him to react with ease. He could swear they were helping him build up his body as if they too wanted him to grow immensely. The counter counts down and he continues his ramage, making him swell to massive heights and as he gets the final kill to end the game. His chair gives up on him as he falls to the floor with an immense thud crushing it to the ground, he turns to the mirror to himself starring at him looking beyond bigger than a bodybuilder he was built more powerful than any tank with globe sized biceps, stone slab sized pecs and an amazing 10 pack abs, something unseen in anything in his world yet he had it on his stomach. His underwear so tight around his waist with a cock bulge that stuck out, the undergarment in near tatters with holes of exposed skin in it from his growing body. He smiles as he sees his cock head peeking out of one of the straining leg holes with his thunderous muscular legs, they look like so deeply cut with muscle with every twist and flex of his legs defined every inch of those tight thighs and calves, his body even grew a bit in height as well figuring he reached a nice 2-meter mark for all that muscle to compact onto his body nicely “Hehe.. I guess its time for a victors rewards” he says with a smirk reaching down for his cock to play with it. With a quick flick of his wrist, he tears off his underwear leaving him bare to the open air of his room, his cock begins to twitch a bit in excitement as it lurches awakening from a partial slumber. Till finally, it lurches at full mass hot and heavy against his lower set of abs. He smiles begins to stroke it and a sensational wave of pleasure wraps around his body. He flexes his massive arms as he strokes, letting out moans upon moans as he satisfies his lustful urge. He gazes at all he can see in the mirror and smiles widely as he continues to jerk himself off, both hands on his massive hard cock as pre-cum drips onto his bedroom floor. “Oooh...yeahh…. Getting close…” he moans out as he can feel his climax rising up within him. His body twitching with excitement and he leans against the wall with one hand upon it. Gazing hard at the mirror as he looks at his super muscular body, the body of his wildest dreams and moans louder and louder as he gets closer and closer till finally with a loud power full moan he can feel it come.
But instead, his eyes shoot awake from the sound of his alarm clock ringing in the morning air. His eyes droop into a real sad sigh as he looks down and he was just his average scrawny self. Well, at least his cock was awake and eagerly dripping pre-cum onto his bare stomach. He sighs as he grabs it and feels already so close that he ends up cumming right then and there. “Oh…” he says with an unsatisfied sigh before leaning up. “Ugh…that was so awesome,” he says with a smile. “I hope that actually happens to me one day”.
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Damian gets out of his bed after a short nap, awakened to the time tone of his phone as he groggily moves to pick it up and shut it off. It was an off day for him and was just in his underwear since it was just him at home today. As he woke up a memory stirred him up even further “its here!!” he says as he leaps out of his bed and into his gamer desk set up. Taking a seat in the gamer chair and rolling closer to the desk as he turns on his system booting up he clicks into the game he wanted to play for its newest grandest update. He been following this games social media for a long while and they were really hyping up this big powerful and booming update that would shake the game to its core. The shooter loads up and across the screen the words new update reads out in bold. Excitement rattles through his body as he gets into the games patch notes, but oddly enough they were quite empty except a readout for a new feature. {kills for kilo’s- this new feature is equipped to every players profile in the settings, rewarding all our players with a nice growing surprise for every kill. With a nice little multiplier for intense and amazing action. Head to your settings now to start it up and get to gaming.
Damian was puzzled by that read out, “what could it all mean?”, he pondered to himself as he decided to look into it. Under his profile for the game he went into the settings and sure enough there was a check box next to glowing words reading out ‘kills for kilos’. Even there it didnt really make much sense but it couldnt hurt to turn it on. With the press of a button he checks the box and gets into a game. A classic game mode he can do well at, Team Deathmatch, and as the game loads up and he hops into the motions grabbing his controller and headset he hears the casual trash talking he gets in games. He takes a moment to roll his eyes before he gets into his gamer zone. The match timer counts down to zero and he gets into walking around the map and aiming his weapon around each and every corner ready to kill the first enemy he see’s. An enemy rounds the corner and his instincts kick in, he mows the guy down quickly earning him his first kill in the game. He can hear the guy shout a loud “wtf” over his death over the mic making a small smile appear on his face. He feels a bit of a tingle throughout his body before he continues onwards. This map was pretty big and the enemy team seemed to not been working well together. He goes into seeking them out and one by one he comes across a member of the enemy team sparsely but he gets a kill each time. Some of them shouting in aggravation while others their characters screams do the talking, but another way each time he feels a bit of something like an intense level of excitement swarming throughout his body.It was fairly unfortunate that the map and team setups made it so he sparingly got kills actually so it wasn’t his most glorious match and when all was said and done he ended with 15 kills and a satisfied feeling in his gullet for a good warm-up match. He smiles to himself altho he didn’t notice that new feature at work, puzzled he swirls in his gamer chair leaning back and looking down that’s when he notices something way different. “Wooooah...h-how?!” he shouts honestly as he sees himself in the mirror. Honestly, he looked like he beefed up quite a bit from before with a good amount of muscle definition to his frame. He had some pec’s that jutted out from his chest but not by much, a bit of bicep action that defined outward when he flexed his arms. Abs riddled his chest with a set of 6 on his stomach. His dick bulge defined just a bit more and even his legs gained a bit of definition. His mind was shooting at reasons he coulda gotten the look of someone who been at the gym for a little bit and was beginning to have a good amount of results. As he flexes in the mirror he thinks of the last thing he did, playing his game and the new update. “Kills for kilo’s...is it possible…” Damian mutters to himself as he moves over to his chair and sits grabbing his controller and getting ready for the next round.
As he gets into his seat he smiles ready to put his new theory to the test, the game starts with another round of team deathmatch and he does his best to go at it. It starts easy he gets a kill and another in rapid succession flanking the enemy team hard. The game announcer shouts triumphantly ‘double kill’ in its deep bassy voice, eager to continue onwards he goes deeper into the enemy lines. He can hear them over the mic’s cursing their team and pointing fingers at each other over being so incompetent but that just made it easier for Damian. He goes in guns blazing getting more kills in rapid succession that makes them scream in aggravation, the announcer counting up his kills, ‘double no, triple no, but quad kill’ time and time again and he sees the kill streaks lining up at the top of the screen. The one person gets close to killing him but his teammate had his back, distracting him enough for Damian to get the kill. The final blow that earns him another set of multi-kills, “You did a fine job helping me out there, let’s wreck these fucks!” Damian says getting really into it, he can feel with each kill streak he was growing massive but he was so in the zone of the game that he played hard first. “hahaha !” he laughs loudly as he kills after kill till he ends it with a harsh Penta kill and a personal kill count of 35. He smiles and leans back in his chair before taking a moment to stand up and examine himself in his mirror and oh now he knew and understand that new feature was all too real. All those kills and multi-kills really paid off for the ‘kill to kilo’ setting his body ripped and shredded as he stood way bigger than before. Biceps were as big as softballs and pecs like powerful shelves of muscles with a powerful feel to them as he caresses his hand against them. His abs rippled and powerful on his chest with an amazing 8 pack of abs deep and fine cut on his stomach that looked like paved cobblestone. He folds his arms behind his back to give himself another flex as his gaze trails downwards, his eyes upon his underwear as his bodies growth made them taught on his waist tight and with his bulging cock not helping, even soft his underwear was weighed down by his already fist-sized balls and soft cock. His thighs bulging and rippled with muscles cut like a marbled statue all the way down to his legs. He looked powerfully thick and buffer than any athlete he had seen in recent. As he marveled at his new cut physique something within him wanted to go one more round to see how much bigger he can get.
He moves over to his chair, the frame creaking under his newfound muscle weight making him smile wide, a grin spread across his face wider than he ever smiled before as excitement to go hard in a game and grow filled his body. “Let’s go boy!” Damian announces to his teammates as he puts the mic back on his head before he begins gaming. This time it was on as he sat in his chair, posture leaning forward as he got into the zone. Left and right he was killing his enemies with his allies helping him and only him get all the kills. The announcer raking up the kill streaks left and the announcer going on and on. “HAHA!! Get pwned noobs!!” he shouted into the mic followed by their agonized screams and infighting. “Killionaire, Kill-apocalypse, Oh-my-god!!” he could hear the announcer shout in the background as the kills raked up more and more and his body was expanding bigger and bigger faster with the multi-kills lining up one by one. He was almost a blur to the enemy team and his teammates helping him along the way made sure of that. “Rrrrg...yeah!! Look at you guys making me grow!” he shouts as he goes in and gets even more multi-kills. More kill streaks and kills line the top of his screen and from an outside view one would believe he was entering cheat codes but no he was just that good. His body swells immensely bigger and bigger, his underwear skin-tight upon his body as it grows to the point and to the brink that his waist was pushing against the chairs arm rest. He the counter ticks down as the game gets closer and closer to the end his team lining up the kills for him making callouts left and right for him to react with ease. He could swear they were helping him build up his body as if they too wanted him to grow immensely. The counter counts down and he continues his ramage, making him swell to massive heights and as he gets the final kill to end the game. His chair gives up on him as he falls to the floor with an immense thud crushing it to the ground, he turns to the mirror to himself starring at him looking beyond bigger than a bodybuilder he was built more powerful than any tank with globe sized biceps, stone slab sized pecs and an amazing 10 pack abs, something unseen in anything in his world yet he had it on his stomach. His underwear so tight around his waist with a cock bulge that stuck out, the undergarment in near tatters with holes of exposed skin in it from his growing body. He smiles as he sees his cock head peeking out of one of the straining leg holes with his thunderous muscular legs, they look like so deeply cut with muscle with every twist and flex of his legs defined every inch of those tight thighs and calves, his body even grew a bit in height as well figuring he reached a nice 2-meter mark for all that muscle to compact onto his body nicely “Hehe.. I guess its time for a victors rewards” he says with a smirk reaching down for his cock to play with it. With a quick flick of his wrist, he tears off his underwear leaving him bare to the open air of his room, his cock begins to twitch a bit in excitement as it lurches awakening from a partial slumber. Till finally, it lurches at full mass hot and heavy against his lower set of abs. He smiles begins to stroke it and a sensational wave of pleasure wraps around his body. He flexes his massive arms as he strokes, letting out moans upon moans as he satisfies his lustful urge. He gazes at all he can see in the mirror and smiles widely as he continues to jerk himself off, both hands on his massive hard cock as pre-cum drips onto his bedroom floor. “Oooh...yeahh…. Getting close…” he moans out as he can feel his climax rising up within him. His body twitching with excitement and he leans against the wall with one hand upon it. Gazing hard at the mirror as he looks at his super muscular body, the body of his wildest dreams and moans louder and louder as he gets closer and closer till finally with a loud power full moan he can feel it come.
But instead, his eyes shoot awake from the sound of his alarm clock ringing in the morning air. His eyes droop into a real sad sigh as he looks down and he was just his average scrawny self. Well, at least his cock was awake and eagerly dripping pre-cum onto his bare stomach. He sighs as he grabs it and feels already so close that he ends up cumming right then and there. “Oh…” he says with an unsatisfied sigh before leaning up. “Ugh…that was so awesome,” he says with a smile. “I hope that actually happens to me one day”.
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