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Parasite Bros

The dorm room was always too small for the three of them, but it wasn’t the cramped space that made Kyle and Josh exchange knowing glances every time Drake walked in.

It was the energy that radiated off him, so palpable it was almost dizzying. Drake was everything they weren’t—confident, muscular, effortlessly charming. He strutted around the room as if it belonged to him, his biceps flexing with every move, his voice dripping with that alpha male swagger that made people either hate him or want to be him. Kyle and Josh? They wanted to take him.

It started small, almost imperceptible. A flicker of warmth when Drake brushed past them, a subtle shift in the air when he laughed too loud. Kyle first noticed it one morning after Drake had spent the night out partying. The guy looked a little less... bright. His tan seemed duller, his usual cocky grin softer, almost forced. Meanwhile, Kyle caught his reflection in the mirror and paused. His cheekbones looked sharper, his jawline more defined. He glanced at Josh, who was staring at him with the same dawning realization.

“Do you feel it too?” Josh asked, his voice low, almost reverent.

Kyle nodded, unable to tear his eyes away from the mirror. Something was happening, something they couldn’t explain but couldn’t deny either. It wasn’t just Drake’s fading vitality. It was the way they were changing, growing. Their muscles felt firmer, their skin clearer, their confidence surging. It was like they were absorbing bits of Drake, piece by piece.

By the end of the week, the changes were undeniable. Drake, who usually dominated the room, seemed quieter, smaller. His once-broad shoulders slumped slightly, his voice less commanding. Meanwhile, Kyle and Josh were thriving. They moved with a newfound grace, their bodies filling out, their energy palpable. It was intoxicating, this power they had over him, this hunger they couldn’t ignore.

“He doesn’t even realize it,” Josh murmured one evening as they watched Drake fumble with his phone, his usual swagger replaced with a quiet frustration. “It’s like he’s... dimming.”

“And we’re glowing,” Kyle added, a sly smile tugging at his lips. He flexed his arm, marveling at the way his bicep strained against his sleeve. It was more defined than it had been last week, more like Drake’s. But not just his muscles—his confidence, his presence, it was all growing, feeding off whatever they were leaching from their roommate.

The first time they realized they were stealing more than just his vitality was after a particularly long night of drinking. Drake had passed out early, his usual bravado drowned in tequila. Kyle and Josh stayed up, their bodies humming with restless energy. They sat on the floor, leaning against each other, their breathing synced in a way that felt almost primal.

“Do you feel it?” Kyle asked, his voice barely above a whisper. He didn’t need to elaborate. Josh knew exactly what he meant.

“Yeah,” Josh replied, his hand instinctively moving to his chest. His heart was pounding, his body warm, almost electric. It wasn’t just energy they were drawing from Drake anymore. It was something deeper, something essential. They could feel it coursing through them, reshaping them, making them stronger, bolder, more.

The next morning, Drake looked worse than ever. His hair was disheveled, his eyes bloodshot, his usual arrogance replaced with a hollow emptiness. He barely spoke as he shuffled to the bathroom, his movements sluggish, almost pained. Kyle and Josh exchanged a glance, their eyes gleaming with a hunger they couldn’t—and didn’t want to—control.

“We should stop,” Josh said later, his voice trembling with a mix of guilt and desire. But even as he said it, he knew he didn’t mean it. The sensation was too addictive, too right. It was like they were meant to do this, like they’d been starving their whole lives without even realizing it.

“We can’t,” Kyle replied, his tone firm but soft, almost comforting. He reached out, his fingers brushing against Josh’s arm. The contact sent a shiver through both of them, their connection growing stronger with every touch. “It’s not just about us anymore. It’s about him. He needs us as much as we need him.”

Josh looked at him, his eyes searching for any sign of doubt. But there was none. Kyle’s gaze was steady, his conviction unshakable. They were in this together, bound by something they couldn’t explain but couldn’t escape either.

As the days passed, the changes became impossible to ignore. Drake’s once-ripped physique softened, his muscles shrinking, his energy fading. His voice, once strong and commanding, grew quieter, his laughter less frequent. Meanwhile, Kyle and Josh blossomed. Their bodies grew leaner, more defined, their confidence radiating like a force field. They walked taller, their movements fluid, their presence magnetic. It was power, pure and unfiltered, and they reveled in it.

One night, after another long day of classes, they found themselves alone in the dorm. Drake had gone out, his energy so depleted he barely managed a goodbye. Kyle and Josh sat on their beds, the air between them charged with an intensity they could no longer ignore.

“Do you think he knows?” Josh asked, his voice barely above a whisper. He looked at Kyle, his eyes dark with a mix of guilt and need.

“No,” Kyle replied, his tone calm but firm. He leaned forward, his gaze locking with Josh’s. “But it doesn’t matter. We’re not hurting him. We’re just... taking what he doesn’t need.”

Josh hesitated, his throat tightening. It wasn’t that simple, and he knew it. But the hunger, the need, it drowned out the guilt, leaving only desire. He reached out, his fingers brushing against Kyle’s hand. The contact sent a shock through both of them, their connection deepening, their hunger growing.

“We’re not just taking his energy,” Josh murmured, his voice trembling. “We’re taking him.”

Kyle nodded, his eyes gleaming with a mix of triumph and something darker: greed. “And we’re going to keep taking until there’s nothing left.”

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The whispers started first. Kyle noticed it in the cafeteria, the way people’s eyes lingered on him a little too long. Girls who’d never given him a second glance before were now giggling as he passed, their cheeks flushing. Guys he’d known for years clapped him on the back, commenting on how he’d “bulked up” since last semester. He’d just smile, shrugging it off, but inside, he felt a thrill. It wasn’t him—not really. It was Drake.

Josh, on the other hand, was less subtle. He caught himself accidentally flexing in the mirror more often, his reflection now more chiseled, more powerful than it had ever been. Even his walk had changed—a confident stride that made heads turn. But as they sat in their dorm room that evening, the weight of it all began to settle.

“People are starting to notice,” Josh said, his voice low as he stared at his hands. His fingers were thicker, stronger, veins subtly popping under the skin. “They’re asking questions. Did you see the way Coach looked at me during practice? Like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.”

Kyle leaned back in his chair, his T-shirt stretched tight over his chest. He’d gone up a size, and the fabric clung to his new muscles in a way that felt both foreign and intoxicating. “Yeah,” he admitted, running a hand through his hair—fuller, thicker now. “But what can we do? We can’t just stop. Not when it feels this good.”

Josh’s eyes flicked to Drake, who was sprawled on his bed, scrolling through his phone. The once-buff jock looked... smaller somehow. His shoulders weren’t as broad, his arms not as defined. Even his usual cocky grin seemed weaker, less sure.

“He’s not as strong as he used to be,” Josh murmured, glancing at Kyle. “Do you think he knows?”

Kyle smirked, a dark glint in his eye. “Does it matter? He’s still got plenty left to give. And we need it. I need it.”

The air between them thickened with unspoken hunger. They’d been feeding off Drake passively for weeks, but now, the thought of taking more—taking it all—was irresistible.

That night, when the dorm was quiet and Drake’s breathing had evened out into sleep, Kyle and Josh exchanged a look. No words were needed. They moved silently, their shared desire a tangible force as they crept toward Drake’s bed.

Josh was first, slipping under the covers, his body pressing against Drake’s. The jock stirred but didn’t wake, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. Kyle joined moments later, his own body molding against Drake’s other side. Their hands began to move, almost of their own accord, skimming over Drake’s skin.

It was easy, too easy, to feel the power thrumming beneath their fingers. Drake’s vitality, his strength, his everything, was right there for the taking. Kyle’s hand found Drake’s bicep, and he could feel the muscle there, still impressive but softer now, as though it had been hollowed out. He squeezed, and a rush of energy surged through him, his own arm tensing, growing more defined.

Josh’s breath hitched as he pressed his hand to Drake’s chest, feeling the once-firm pectorals yield under his touch. He could feel the transfer, the shift of power from Drake to him. His own chest swelled, his abs tightening as though he’d just finished a grueling workout.

“He’s weaker,” Josh whispered, his voice trembling with awe and lust. “Can you feel it?”

Kyle nodded, his other hand sliding lower, tracing the lines of Drake’s abs. They were still there, just barely, but barely was enough. As his fingers brushed the skin, he felt the familiar rush, the way his own torso hardened, his muscles becoming more pronounced.

But it wasn’t just the muscles. Kyle’s hand drifted lower still, and he felt the unmistakable stirring in his own pants as he palmed Drake through his boxers. Drake’s cock was still impressive, but it was... off. Smaller. Softer. Kyle’s own erection strained against his jeans, thicker, longer, and impossibly hard.

“God, look at you,” Josh breathed, his hand moving to Kyle’s fly. He unzipped it carefully, pulling out Kyle’s cock and stroking it with a reverence that made Kyle’s breath catch. “Do you see this? It’s... it’s huge.”

Kyle stared down, his heart pounding. His cock was a monster, thick and veiny, curving upward with an almost predatory grace. He’d always been average before, but now? Now he was something else entirely.

“It’s not just me,” Kyle muttered, his voice rough as he reached for Josh’s pants. He freed Josh’s cock, and they both stared in stunned silence. Josh was just as big, just as imposing, their twin erections a testament to what they’d taken from Drake.

“We’re... we’re gods,” Josh whispered, his hand wrapping around his own cock, stroking it slowly. “Look at us. Look at what we’ve become.”

Kyle couldn’t argue. He couldn’t even speak. He just watched as Josh’s hand moved, his own fingers joining the rhythm, their cocks throbbing in unison. They were stealing from Drake, yes, but in that moment, it felt less like theft and more like destiny.

Drake mumbled something in his sleep, his body twitching weakly, but neither Kyle nor Josh paid him any mind. They were too focused on themselves, on their own transformation.

“I... need more man” Kyle moaned.

Kyle’s breath quickened as he yanked Drake’s trousers down, exposing the jock’s firm, rounded ass. His eyes raked over the muscle and skin, now trembling slightly from the energy they’d already drained. Drake’s body was still taut, but there was a vulnerability to it now—a weakness that made Kyle’s cock throb even harder. Without waiting for Josh to react, Kyle spat into his palm and stroked his own massive shaft, the precum already beading at the tip. It glistened in the dim light, a testament to the power coursing through him.

God, I need this, Kyle thought as he positioned himself behind Drake. He pressed the swollen, spongy head of his cock against Drake’s tight hole, feeling the resistance give way as he pushed forward. Drake stirred in his sleep, a faint groan escaping his lips, but Kyle didn’t stop. He couldn’t. The heat of Drake’s body enveloped him, and with each inch he sank in, the drain intensified. It wasn’t just energy—it was something deeper that made Kyle’s vision blur with pleasure.

Josh watched, transfixed, as Kyle’s muscles seemed to ripple with every thrust, growing even more defined. The transfer was palpable, Drake’s strength flowing into Kyle in waves. Josh couldn’t resist; he reached out and gripped Drake’s shoulder, feeling the jock’s vitality slip away as Kyle took what he wanted. Drake’s once-chiseled body was softening under their touch, and the power they gained was intoxicating.

Kyle’s hips moved with slow, deliberate force, each stroke driving him deeper into Drake. The sensation was overwhelming—the tightness, the heat, and the rush of stolen strength all blending into a singular, all-consuming need. Drake’s ass clenched involuntarily, and Kyle groaned, his cock swelling even thicker inside him. He could feel the drain intensifying, his own body growing stronger, more dominant, as Drake’s weakened beneath him.

“Fuck… this is it,” Kyle panted, his voice guttural as he gripped Drake’s hips, pulling him closer. “He’s giving everything to me.”

Josh’s hand moved to his own cock, stroking in time with Kyle’s thrusts. He could feel the energy in the room, the shift of power that left them both breathless. Drake was fading—they could feel it—but the hunger inside them was only growing. And as Kyle drove deeper, they both knew there would be others. Others who could give them what they craved. And as they lay there, their bodies thrumming with stolen strength, they couldn’t help but wonder... how far could they go? How much could they take?

The need to leech was insatiable.

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This once skinny bro in the dominant rear position steals the once young bodybuilders in the fronts muscle for his own pleasure! So HOT muscle theft!

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Are you looking for a friend who was here in the pool a moment ago? I'm sorry, but there's nothing left of him. Like all the other swimmers who were in this pool, he has been completely assimilated by my body, and you can't deny that devouring so much delicious prey has paid off, eh? Oh, and don't worry, you're lucky that since you found me after a big feast I'm not hungry anymore, so if you want you can come and admire what your little friend has contributed to my body. I don't bite, for now. But be careful, if you stay worshiping my body too long, my voracious hunger will return, and I could not avoid the temptation to devour such a delicious snack that is within my reach.

So what do you say, do you want to take the risk?

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Josh stared at the ceiling as he lay on his couch. His life suddenly felt empty. The thing that gave him the most pleasure no longer gave him the thrill it used to. Now, just by looking at his prey, most of them were paralysed with terror, and those who tried to flee never managed to get very far. Also, Josh having achieved a physique that the gods of Olympus themselves would envy, there were many prey that simply offered themselves to be devoured, feeling that it was their mission in life to feed a predator, fulfilling their role in the food chain. This could be very convenient for Josh, as their food was practically served on a silver platter, pouring themselves the sauces and spices to taste delicious. However, this had caused him to lose the thrill of hunting his prey, chasing them until they fell silent at his feet. Now, even when a prey tried to escape, in just 5 seconds he was already cornering his future meal against the wall.

But it was then that an idea suddenly clicked in Josh's head. Since with his superior physique, hunting prey had already lost all its thrill, maybe he had to raise the bar. Maybe he now had to occupy a new position on the food chain, having climbed up above other predators. That meant that the predators he once considered his hunting companions could now become his prey.

Just thinking about that idea made his stomach growl loudly, demanding that he carry out what he was thinking. At that moment Josh got up from the couch, and pulled on trousers that wouldn't last long containing his muscular legs, ready to feel the adrenaline of the hunt again. He couldn't wait to see the look on the other preds' faces as the tables were turned and now they were the ones who had to run. Soon, those men who thought they were at the top of the food chain and who had grown their bodies thanks to their "protein-rich diet" would be just fuel for Josh to rise to new heights, far beyond what any human could imagine.

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Hank stopped his car slowly, following the directions a civil guard was giving him to stop at a traffic checkpoint. When he stopped, he rolled down his window to answer the officer.

"Give me your license and registration papers, please," the guard said without even pausing to look at Hank, following the routine he was so tired of repeating.

"Oh, I don't think that will be necessary, officer," Hank replied provocatively. When the guard looked up to retort that this was a contempt of authority, he found Hank flexing his huge bicep while looking suggestively at the guard.

-This… I'm… I'm… I'm sorry, sir, but… whoever you are, I have to follow protocol, that's the rules, yo… you're not going to get away with looking so… s… sexy," said the guard, trying to hide how nervous he was after being inches away from a man who was just… s… sexy," said the guard, trying to hide how nervous he was after being inches away from a man who was looking close to perfection.

"Uhm? Oh, I think I can do whatever I want, don't you? Look at my biceps again, don't you feel your authority over me waning little by little as you feel more and more dominated? Accept that right now I'm the one in control, and I could do whatever I want with you. For example, I feel like waving to the driver of the other car that's stopped, would you bring him here for me?"

"I… I don't…" the guard began to falter, watching as little by little all his authority completely vanished and he found himself increasingly dominated by Hank.

-"Ssssssssh, I didn't ask you to talk, puppy, I just said bring me the other driver here, do you think you'll be able to do it?" The guard nodded, running off to do his bidding. A minute later, he had brought the other driver to Hank's car, who looked rather confused, not understanding what kind of check they were going to do to him to have to go to the other stopped car at the checkpoint. Just as he was standing at Hank's window, Hank looked him up and down and said:

"Ooooh, I love that you have been so obedient, little guy, and now if you will allow me, I am going to enjoy the delicacy you just brought me" just as he finished saying this Hank grabbed the other man by the neck and thanks to his enormous strength, dragged him into his jaws. Like a starving animal that hadn't eaten for weeks, Hank devoured the man with astonishing speed, and within minutes there was nothing left of the man, only nutrients that would be redistributed throughout Hank's body making him even more muscular and dominant.

"Hmmmm, nothing like a good snack for lunch, thanks for the favour, puppy. If you're still here in the afternoon, I'll stop by to say hi and maybe you can offer me another snack in return, huh, how about that? For the moment I'm going to go ahead. Take one last look at these biceps you've helped to feed. Oh, and I'd recommend you get rid of that car, otherwise you're going to look pretty suspicious, and I don't want my favourite snack supplier to get caught" said Hank, as he started to step on the gas, leaving behind the guard who kept looking at Hank in bewilderment as he drove off, still not quite knowing what had just happened, as if he had been under heavy hypnosis. That's the thing about meeting an alpha pred, his dominance controls you completely.

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Suddenly , and after strong tremors that grew stronger and stronger, the city was completely covered by a huge shadow. All the inhabitants, looking up, could see the reason for all these events, and for the sudden masculine musk that suddenly permeated the whole city. "Well, well… it seems that luck is smiling on me. It's been a few miles since I've been able to delight in devouring a good city," said the giant as he looked out over the city, watching all the little humans trying to flee in terror. "Hahaha, it always amuses me that you think running is going to do you any good against me, can't you see that I can make as much progress with a single step as you can in 10 minutes? Ooooh, and to think that a few days ago I was the same size, thank goodness I decided to stop containing this voracious hunger inside me that was asking me to consume other humans, and let my appetite take the wheel of my decisions. The first lucky one was the postal man, who just as he entered my porch to deliver a package, he also entered my maw, and later my stomach. At that moment I understood the pleasure I took in consuming other humans, and I regretted not having done it sooner. Besides, not only did I realise that you guys were delicious, but that you were doing wonders for my body. At first I tried to be discreet, devouring my neighbours or friends after inviting them over, but by the time I had consumed at least a dozen, I could consider myself a real giant, with muscles getting stronger and stronger the more humans I consumed. So I soon began to climb the levels at which I hunted. First I started by devouring an entire neighbourhood, then small villages, until now cities like yours are just a snack for me. Soon this whole continent will be deserted, with all of you little snacks becoming part of my body after being devoured, helping me to grow bigger and bigger. When I have consumed you all, I will be so big that I will be able to see the curvature of the earth, and you will be able to hear my stomach growling in other continents, as a warning of what will be their imminent future". "But why am I bothering to tell you this? You are only food, which in a few minutes I will have devoured completely. I should do as I was always told and stop playing with food, although it's fun to play with your hopes. Now, let me take a handful of you, and let us begin this feast," said the giant, with his two hands moving swiftly towards the city, to transport the little humans to their new home.

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