#FMG

[my100sul]

[janrockart]

The blood pumps. The limbs obey!

The serum is working.

[sweetie-bri]

Instant Growth Aid [Giantess growth, Light Female Muscle Growth]

“Charlotte, fetch that new fertilizer from the shed,” Mr. Thompson commanded, treating her as more of a servant than a farmhand. Charlotte collected the instant growth aid & as she made her way back from the shed with the fertilizer, she accidentally dropped a bag. Thankfully, when it ripped only a small portion spilled. Charlotte quickly went to retrieve the instant growth aid. Charlotte was astonished when it instead seeped into her hand. Charlotte was in disbelief but was more concerned about what Mr. Thompson would do to her if he didn’t get the growth aid. Her fear was quickly replaced by a pleasant tingling sensation. Gradually, Charlotte’s body began a subtle growth. The feeling was exhilarating! She stretched, and closed her eyes to embrace the euphoria. Once the growth was over, the now-taller Charlotte hoisted both bags effortlessly. Clearly stronger, too.

Confidently, Charlotte towered over her boss; she was shorter than Mr. Thompson an hour ago. Relishing in the surge of power she felt as he stared her chiseled body up and down. The clothes fit her form snugly and were plastered onto her from sweat. “Is there something wrong, Mr. Thompson?”

Charlotte feigned modesty and embarrassment as her boss eyed her form up & down, flabbergasted. “You didn’t always have such a toned physique…” Mr. Thompson retorted, “Did you…?” He’d never paid Charlotte much mind at all. “Oh, I’ve been working hard, Mr. Thompson.” She replied, subtly flexing every muscle she knew how. “Just trying to keep up with the demands of the farm.” Mr. Thompson might have objected if he wasn’t hypnotized by Charlotte’s chiseled sweaty abdomen in his face.

Mr. Thompson, feeling emasculated, shrugged dismissively. “Hey, one of these bags is torn. Probably a field mouse. It’s contaminated now, I’m not using it for the farm. I’ll buy an extra. Dump it somewhere.” He commanded Charlotte. She knew just the target.

[growthgoddess]

I just wore my favorite short red dress to the lab today and thought I wanted to share ☺️

[kimrinzleycreations]

I'm going to go ahead and presume right now that despite just having seen a bunch of explicit photos of cocks on this site, this comic is going to get flagged because there's no logic to this site.

[naoke666]

(🌸) Happy New Year of Snake! 🐍

^ same character btw

oc rant under the cut

This is Shi-chan (full name Shiho), my wife of more than 10 years and my unofficial mascot :з

She is an ex-magical girl who grew up and decided to start her own anime club. Clumsy and a certified failgirl, she nonetheless tries her best to make sure everyone is happy and enjoying themselves. She always strives to help and support those around her, even if she is gonna trip on a banana peel at least 10 times while doing so. Her motto is "You can count on Shi-senpai!"

Why does she look so different on the art, and what's with the connection with snakes? Well, she doesn't stay an ex-magical girl for long, and then bad stuff happens to her :(

The flowers surrounding her are white lilies. Every magical girl has her own flower, and lilies are Shi's! White lilies are most known for their connection to YURI, which, yeah, also very true in Shi's case, but they also symbolise purity. The fact that they are growing like that around her is kind of a bad sign though :(

[imheretocheer]

The incredible Jessie Hulk TV show concept, inspired by the Hulk 1996 show 😄💚

[sageofrhun]

Veera's Massive Confidence Boost

Art: www.deviantart.com/pictaur Seems like Veera got real big now. She's definitely a lot more confident and comfortable with herself.

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[wineanddineloseyourmind]

for kink rating, you know what I'm going to ask

fmg (female muscle growth) and destruction

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

Babe, do you even need to ask? FMG is one of my first loves when it comes to TF stuff. It’s such a beautiful fantasy to me because I hate exercise but would love to be muscular, so when an FMG story has some sort of plot device that accelerates growth it’s so much fun 😌👌 my favourite is when the story has the characters just become super-efficient when it comes to exercise. Like, a few reps with a weight causes their bicep to immediately swell or something like that. It’s wish fulfilment, yes, but that’s why I love it 😇

One of my favourite parts is the use of the idea that people who exercise a lot start to feel pleasure instead of pain when they exert themselves. I will probably never experience that bc as I said I hate exercise, but it sounds like a wonderful experience.

We can both thank She-Hulk for this one, I think!

This panel rewrote my brain a little when I was 11 lol (it’s from She-Hulk 2004)

As for “destruction”,

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

I don’t know if it’s a kink per se, but I like seeing strong people be strong! Someone tearing their clothes by flexing or bending someone else just with one hand is always going to be a turn-on for me 🥰

[femuscleblog]

This was one of the first women’s bodybuilding and female muscle related sites I would read. After 27 years, Diana the Valkyrie ended. It will be missed.

[growthgoddess]

Playing around with the Generator to see how I'd look like in comic and manga cover 💪

[goattrain]

YCH 045 Beefpose

Sometimes you swell into a big ol' beefcake and can't really explain why! YCH for Agentxy14 on FA!

[kimrinzleycreations]

Patreon minicomic of a dweeby human boy turning into an elf beefcake badass. And the altersex version of Cass is the canon version of her :3

[massive-tacklebuffbot]

A buff robot FMG >XD

[imheretocheer]

Jessie Hulk has left an explosion 😈💥 cause she's mad at the world for torturing her non stop

[sageofrhun]

Bloodlines - Crimson Blossom Memories

A solemn oath to silence As they lay under the red fields  Forefathers of nations to be Sons of the soil that never reached Or even had a chance to say their last farewells  Yet, one cannot forget In Flanders’s fields she stands Her heart in lockstep with the stillness Of those who lay underneath her Yet, through the mildew, she gently plucks And places crimson laurels near her face She treads earth slowly and deliberately And feels the cool Flemish breeze  Kiss her delicate yet tough skin  As she turns  And visits the closest cemetery  She can feel the presence of their spirits She imagines their boots marching along  Row by row, she lays crimson laurels On each tombstone Paying her respects To the men and women Who never made it home Yet, she hears their singing  She hears their voices She holds them close together  And she marches on Until she stops  Her eyes scanning over a tombstone That has her surname on it ‘Oswell’, her eyes close  She kneels and lays another laurel Her eyes open once more Emotion wells up in her As she stands and salutes To the men who spilled their blood For their nation  On the Flemish fields  Yet, she feels particular  She kneels once more Offering a small prayer To grandpa Oswell  Misty-eyed She holds her hands close To her heart  She departs ever so gently Under the dying pangs Of warm November

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