Despite the overwhelming heat and the growing excitement that seemed to seep into every fiber of his body, Boruk was beginning to seriously worry. This phenomenon was beyond anything he had ever experienced. Could being frustrated really cause such visible physical growth? It defied all logic, and even for an orc, it seemed aberrant.
Boruk froze in shock for a moment, his wide eyes staring at his boxer. Then, with a sudden movement, Boruk stood up from the weight bench where he was sitting. In the movement his boxers to rip even more, a tearing sound echoing through the silent room. The fabric, already on the verge of rupture, could no longer contain his grotesquely oversized testicles, which continued to grow visibly.
“What the hell is this…?” "he growled, gesticulating in discomfort, his deep voice betraying a mixture of anger and panic.
The frantic pace of his heart continued to increase, accompanying the pounding of his veins more and more visible under its green skin. The tingling he had initially felt in his stomach had now spread throughout his body. His arms, his legs, his torso, everything seemed to be boiling. Every muscle was tense!
The increasing weight between his legs was becoming difficult to manage, making his movements clumsy. In an agitated gesture, Boruk took a step back to try to regain some semblance of control, but it was a serious mistake.
The orc stepped back too quickly, his heel catching the edge of the weight bench. His arms failing in a desperate attempt to steady himself... to no avail.
With a surprised grunt, Boruk toppled backwards.
*CRASH!*
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This work will be available in the January package (Level 2/3/4) at the end of January.