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When Did That Get There?
by SummonTheElectorCounts
Elector Count of Reikland
5 years ago
A fresh commission by 
lambstooth of good 'ol Tom having a moment of self-exploration!
Excerpt from Sexual Tyrannosaurus:
It was at that moment, dressed only in his busted-ass kicks and that stupidly durable princess tank top, butt in the breeze, muscular tail tensing behind him, that he realized Thad was there looking at him. How long had he been there? Tom covered his privates with his hands just as the transformation crept up to his jaw.
“Heh-heh… Hey, bro!” Tom blushed even as his nose started to tickle. “Wanna grab another brewski?”
“Uh, haven’t finished mine yet,” Thad said, audibly perplexed with a half-finished glass in his hand.
“So who’s the lightweight now?” Tom smirked, surprised at the depth of his voice.
Tom noticed that whatever was happening to him had gripped Thad as well, albeit a little late. Like Tom he’d lost all his belly fat and was bristling with bulk, straining at his clothes as his muscles swelled. He looked dazed and half asleep, like he was almost, but not quite able to register that something was off.
Thad took a long look at Tom, the same look he’d gotten when he’d been wary earlier about the free beer promo, then brought the glass to his lips, chugged the rest of the contents, belched with a grunt, and walked to the barbell that Tom had been using for squats.
“Urf… Gonna show you who’s the lightweight…” Thad said with a mote of cockiness.
He loaded more weights onto the bar, then a couple more after that. The bar couldn’t hold any more, so he’d just have to make do with that. Then he scooted into position, stretched a bit, and brought the bar over his shoulders, lifting it off the rack. He made one squat, the muscles of his legs bulging dramatically, then another, the threads in his shoes snapping, then a third.
On the third squat his gym shorts ripped apart spectacularly, the seam along the seat and crotch exploding a tail of his own stretching out behind him. He stood there, face red as a beet, as he tried to figure out the best course of action, but the mortification was complete. Tom wheezed and planted an oversized hand against a weight machine as he doubled over in laughter.
As he laughed his tongue wagged in his mouth and brushed against his teeth, which were starting to draw into points. He stopped for a second to run his larger than normal tongue over them carefully, feeling them grow to a formidable length even as he did so. His face felt numb and his droopy eyelids fell as his laughter dissolved into a low chuckle. He heard the bones in his face shift as his small human nose was completely overwhelmed and submerged by the enormous snout taking its place, a cavernous sinus cavity opening and flooding his senses with complex new smells. His nostrils twitched as he drank him in, but his snout kept stretching forward with an odd absence of pain.
He opened his eyes again and found that his sight hadn’t changed, but his field of vision certainly had, with this massive snout still stretching out in front of him and seeming to go on forever. It was so large that his original set of 32 teeth formed large gaps in the gums, spaces that dozens of new teeth grew into, forming a huge, fanged maw that he was barely able to close his lips over. He reached his hands up and ran his fingers along his snout. His new bullet-shaped profile, his heavy brow, his massive jaw, and his powerful neck left little doubt over what he’d become: a humanoid Tyrannosaurus. Even a guy of his education recognized the most badass face in prehistory. He worked his jaw a bit, feeling around his chin, and ran a hand across his scalp, still feeling his rich frosted-tipped quiff anchored firmly into the fine-scaled skin, eliciting a satisfied ear-to-ear grin. Well, it would’ve if he still had ears.
lambstooth of good 'ol Tom having a moment of self-exploration!Excerpt from Sexual Tyrannosaurus:
It was at that moment, dressed only in his busted-ass kicks and that stupidly durable princess tank top, butt in the breeze, muscular tail tensing behind him, that he realized Thad was there looking at him. How long had he been there? Tom covered his privates with his hands just as the transformation crept up to his jaw.
“Heh-heh… Hey, bro!” Tom blushed even as his nose started to tickle. “Wanna grab another brewski?”
“Uh, haven’t finished mine yet,” Thad said, audibly perplexed with a half-finished glass in his hand.
“So who’s the lightweight now?” Tom smirked, surprised at the depth of his voice.
Tom noticed that whatever was happening to him had gripped Thad as well, albeit a little late. Like Tom he’d lost all his belly fat and was bristling with bulk, straining at his clothes as his muscles swelled. He looked dazed and half asleep, like he was almost, but not quite able to register that something was off.
Thad took a long look at Tom, the same look he’d gotten when he’d been wary earlier about the free beer promo, then brought the glass to his lips, chugged the rest of the contents, belched with a grunt, and walked to the barbell that Tom had been using for squats.
“Urf… Gonna show you who’s the lightweight…” Thad said with a mote of cockiness.
He loaded more weights onto the bar, then a couple more after that. The bar couldn’t hold any more, so he’d just have to make do with that. Then he scooted into position, stretched a bit, and brought the bar over his shoulders, lifting it off the rack. He made one squat, the muscles of his legs bulging dramatically, then another, the threads in his shoes snapping, then a third.
On the third squat his gym shorts ripped apart spectacularly, the seam along the seat and crotch exploding a tail of his own stretching out behind him. He stood there, face red as a beet, as he tried to figure out the best course of action, but the mortification was complete. Tom wheezed and planted an oversized hand against a weight machine as he doubled over in laughter.
As he laughed his tongue wagged in his mouth and brushed against his teeth, which were starting to draw into points. He stopped for a second to run his larger than normal tongue over them carefully, feeling them grow to a formidable length even as he did so. His face felt numb and his droopy eyelids fell as his laughter dissolved into a low chuckle. He heard the bones in his face shift as his small human nose was completely overwhelmed and submerged by the enormous snout taking its place, a cavernous sinus cavity opening and flooding his senses with complex new smells. His nostrils twitched as he drank him in, but his snout kept stretching forward with an odd absence of pain.
He opened his eyes again and found that his sight hadn’t changed, but his field of vision certainly had, with this massive snout still stretching out in front of him and seeming to go on forever. It was so large that his original set of 32 teeth formed large gaps in the gums, spaces that dozens of new teeth grew into, forming a huge, fanged maw that he was barely able to close his lips over. He reached his hands up and ran his fingers along his snout. His new bullet-shaped profile, his heavy brow, his massive jaw, and his powerful neck left little doubt over what he’d become: a humanoid Tyrannosaurus. Even a guy of his education recognized the most badass face in prehistory. He worked his jaw a bit, feeling around his chin, and ran a hand across his scalp, still feeling his rich frosted-tipped quiff anchored firmly into the fine-scaled skin, eliciting a satisfied ear-to-ear grin. Well, it would’ve if he still had ears.
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"Uh... A year ago?"
I get head over heels when I see a sculpted lower abdomen, it is such a tease!
And second, you think Tom is caught on his shenanigans he misses his snout?
Not sure I understand the second question though.
Let's say one day I forgot to tie my hair. During that day I have a lot of things to do and a lot of people to talk, and I forget to tie my hair during that entire day, looking goofy and stuff.
Similar with Tom, but with his snout.