As soon as you open the door, you were faced with a wall of muscle. Taller than you by at least a foot, the wolf at your door simply towered above you.
"Er..., who are you?" you asked meekly.
"It's me Lyga." the wolf answered happily. You can't believe it. The wolf you knew was one of the smallest in your school and was tease about it a lot. Some even called him a 'runt'. So you can't imagine your friend getting so big.
"Wow, I never thought you would get so big." you said in awe.
"Yeah, me neither" he woofed.
You take a look at him again. His shirt is tight with all that muscle on him. He must be around 7 feet tall, towered above your 5'7. His snow-white fur does nothing to hide the definition of his muscle. His arm are so big and you think he can easily lift you off the ground. After sizing him up you look at his face, and god is he gorgeous!? His blue eyes and glasses matches well with his face, and those killer smile, you could feel your legs melt. You blush lightly when you notice his not-so-little bulge in his pants. His body is not the only thing that got bigger...
You shake your thought and invite him in. As he walked past, holding his big luggage like it was nothing, you look at his ass and his wagging tail, likely from meeting you. You noticed that you got a boner from sizing him up. You try to calm it down as you show him around the place, but having a hunk of a wolf walking by you is not helping. Hopefully, he won't notice.
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