November 2021- Tali and Gannondorf

For two of our biggest Beefcakes, Iris and Devon, we have Tali strutting her stuff (and our first female character!) and Gannondorf ready to test his might against a puny hero. Enjoy!

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Tali'Zorah vas Normandy found herself in an interesting situation- she was about as big as the Normandy. She wasn't quite sure how it happened, but it must have had something to do with the mad Salarian scientist she had been investigating alongside Shepard- the one with extensive work in biological enhancements of various degrees of legality. There had been a fight in his hidden base, she had gotten stuck with something, and then everything else was a blank to the young quarian. And when she woke up, she had found her entire body altered- someone must have come in to change her suit, but that just raised more questions than answers. Her body was altered dramatically; she wasn't just big, she felt powerful. Every part of her was corded with beefy, sturdy, sculpted muscle, and her biosuit clung to every bulge and curve.

Her arms alone would shame any Krogan, packed with enough raw power she could probably punch holes through the toughest Turian cruiser in the fleet. She flexed one arm, curious and a little over-awed at just how much of her was, her bicep alone inflating to fill her entire line of sight as she stared down her arm. Her arms were supported by a sprawling mountain range of shoulders, and all of her immense body rested on legs packed tight with more muscle than a Yahg- she could bend steel just by flexing her thighs, she thought- but that paled in comparison to the number done on her chest- immense, round, powerfully robust- they filled even this augmented suit to an absolute breaking point. Tali spent some more time experimenting with herself, and then, a mischievous thought came to her mind- she just had to see what Garrus and Shepard would look like when they saw her now.

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Gannondorf was trying to remember correctly- he didn't remember the influence of the Triforce of Power being quite so… thickening. He had taken many forms over his many incarnations, but this one was intriguing, to say the least. He hadn't quite made up his mind about his middle- he had been eating enough for an army, and it showed; his whole torso put one in mind of a round boulder, but the dense layer of fat coating his middle hid a solid core of iron. And it hardly overshadowed the rest of his form; every part of him belied power and strength. His earth-shaking legs were thick as the trunk of the Dekku tree, rolling off each other whenever he lumbered about. Atop that keg of a middle was a deep, canyon-like chest that retained a mighty shape of a warrior. His arms and shoulders were immense, wide enough to fill the gate of Hyrule Castle, and strong enough to level its walls. His biceps alone were roughly the shape and size of lesser Gorons, supported by triceps strong as mountains. Had he a tapered waist, his broad back would put to shame the wings of many a Rito- he had to make do with a densely packed fortress wall.

The more he thought of it, Gannondorf could accept the girth packed onto his frame- it only heightened the raw, brute strength he now possessed. He knew he was the most impressive specimen in all of Hyrule; and he just couldn't wait to test these deep wells of power against the Hero of Courage. Already, Gannondorf felt he had strength enough to wrench that wretched Master Sword and snap it in half like a brittle twig. He tensed his arms, feeling the muscles tense and ripple- oh, yes, he could feel it. This time, the story would end differently.