Hello hello hello, friends! I have an exciting new entry to post today specifically involving one old image that I am only now able to post. Back in 2010 I had Neekko make a Bu muscle-growth comic that I wanted for the longest time. I even went so far as to write a story directly based off of the comic. Neekko managed to finish all of it minus the shading. Given the amount of time and energy involved with that, it just never got finished. I held onto it in the hopes that it would or I could get somebody else to do it. I never did and there in my computer it sat. Until now! :D I got some help from someone I’ve previously commissioned. Now here we have it, the final product, four years in the making!
I have this very exciting comic piece here due to a helpful collaboration between Neekko (layout, lines, base colors) and Talegas (color alterations, shading). As stated above, this began in 2010 when I really wanted to have a Bu muscle-growth comic. Neekko was nice enough to provide me with one. Over a course of time we had some sketch ideas (which I will show later) until we finally got this comic format fleshed out. Neekko got everything done up to the lineart and base colors. After that, it fell behind due to any variety of reasons. So it stayed incomplete until early 2014. I realized how much I wanted to finish it. I started to seek out artists who would help me. In not too much time, Talegas offered his services! It was meant to be! x3 I say so because Talegas‘ shading really bring Neekko‘s lines to life! I adore the results, to say the least. Four years in the making and here we are. Endless thanks to Neekko for being the first true artist to make me a muscle-growth comic and to Talegas for bringing the comic to life! <3 Talegas posted it on his page too, you can find it HERE!
Besides wanting the image completed all by itself, I wanted it completed to accompany a story I wrote in 2010 when Neekko first started the comic. I was inspired to write it because it was new and fun. I also was beginning to pursue the concept of writing stories online. I skimmed over the story just now and I remember why I stopped writing. Despite doing honors English in school… I totally suck at writing. I can’t bear to read it all. XD I know it’s probably not BAD but I’m very self-critical. Maybe you’ll enjoy it more than I do. So here it is! You can also read (and maybe favorite???) right HERE! For those who don’t have a Y!Gallery account, I’m also posting it below.
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Remember to Read Your Labels.
By Busiris10:00pm; Monday night; 67 degrees Fahrenheit; Dougie’s SuperGym (Downtown)
For Bu, it began like any other Monday night. After he unwillingly transformed at nightfall into his green, winged form, he took the time to head on off to get a small workout in order for the blood to start pumping on what could be a fun night like every night.
He couldn’t really find an easy way to get a good workout besides buying (who are we kidding, stealing) some weightlifting equipment. The only other option was to raid a gym until they found a way to ward him off. Sure, often the solution was higher security. Today he found a quaint little gym downtown, filled with a few dozen people.
Most of the people inside fled in terror after Bu flew in through the thin paned window at the front of the business. His skin was easily more durable than simple human flesh, though he did make a point to avoid walking around that area where the glass shattered. His bare feet would find themselves unhappy with the thought of shards piercing his arches.
So stood Dragon-Bu, at Dougie’s SuperGym. Any remaining people/muscle heads chose to ignore the chaos for their addiction to reps, sweat, and muscle mass. Bu looked no different than usual tonight. He had his slick white hair-do, strong green eyes, and even stronger physique. Always sporting the olive-green skin that made him stand out, only to be matched with wings and a long lizard-like tail. The only shred of clothing he wore was his favorite green karate Gi pants with a black belt. If it weren’t for those extreme physical features, he’d almost fit into this gym scene.
In all truth, he didn’t actually *need* to even go to the gym to maintain his buffness, it’s just what he liked. His human form was less than buff, to say the least, and at the end of the day it’d benefit his human daytime form and also curb all the junk food that Bu liked to gorge himself on in his night form. Plus, for Bu, he liked to live a free life while he could, since his human form did nothing to satisfy those urges, and putting up a good sweat was the best way to get things going.
Oh boy, just the thought of junk food started to get Bu going in the worst way. Any normal person would make a trip to the gym ironic by snacking out at the vending machine while they were there, but Bu had the metabolism to make it look like he ate nothing at all. At only the first five minutes in the almost totally evacuated gym, he was making a b-line away from the barbells and gawking treadmill runners and right toward the dimly lit vending machines.
The contents of the vending machine left Bu with much to be desired. Power Bars and flavored waters. The Red Bull was tempting, but the fizzies would only make him feel dizzy. “Awww…” Bu sighed as he walked away from the crappy vending machines.
To the left of vending machines was a storage closet, the door ajar. Clearly visible was a dusty, worn, and old fashioned vending machine against the back wall, beside basketballs and some fitness mats. Opportunity abound! No nasty fruit waters or taffy bars there, for sure. Bu squealed in joy over the chance for some good ol’ employee vending machine sweets.
Bu put the formality of cash to the side and tore open the hatch that revealed the contents of the machine without needing the money to buy it. He found it not to be plugged in, thus not refrigerated, though no bad scents had wafted out. The contents… simple protein shakes in tall narrow cans. Bu grabbed one.
The can looked fairly well taken care of, the contents obviously lukewarm by the lack of chilling. It’s outside sported blue with a pink stripe containing the brand name. Bu read the can’s label aloud:
“Leroy Buffington’s Growth Hormone Protein Shake”
“Hmm… I wonder if it tastes good.” Bu said, and then chugged contents, taking no interest in further investigating the can or that it is in fact supposed to be at least mildly chilled and shook well, as well as consumed BEFORE March of 1972. The taste was difficult to really pin down. It had a distinct vanilla flavor but almost sour berry aftertaste. Bu enjoyed it in an almost blissfully dense kind of way.
It was only seconds after the last droplet landed on his tongue that he started to feel mild vibrations and puffiness all over his body. He started to warm up as well, already sweating a bit. It would appear that his visible arms and torso were beefing up without so much as a weight being lifted.
“Sweet! I can finally beat Nar at arm wrestling!” Bu exclaimed.
If there is anything Bu would love, it would be to own Narugi at being the buffest one. Sure, Bu puts up a good battle, but Nar has everyone beat pretty hard. Busiris continued to puff up and get tighter, his arms building mass and his torso growing in girth. His legs started to build in diameter too, maybe a bit of growth in his pants as well as evident by the bulging groin. Though growing difficult with the sweat and tightness, Bu attempted a solid flex, holding his right arm back with his left hand. A very solid and masculine vein began to protrude under the skin. “Heehee! Veiny.” Bu giggled, clearly enjoying himself rather quickly.
Bu then left the storage room and entered the main gym area, immediately grabbing attention from the muscle heads and sports-bra wearing lady-folk in the room. He began to blush with pride. He only began to realize that some of the blushing was due to the heat of the intense sudden muscle growth. Bu noticed his pecs and biceps, and all muscles for that matter, continued to grow without cease. “Oh! Am I still growing?” Bu’s normally carefree mindset started to become panicked and worried.
It got to the point where Bu was sweating up a storm, and the tightness had started to overtake all parts of him, including his Gi pants. They made a low tearing noise and holes developed in his toned growing thighs and calves, starting with the hole that held a spot for his tail, which was wagging with much worry. It was only minutes more when the pants exploded into green clothy confetti. If Bu weren’t so relieved for that pressure to be gone, he’d be embarrassed heavily over his now exposed manhood and buttocks in front of a dozen gym-goers. Some of them in fact began to panic themselves, or giggle a little bit.
Just then his belt snapped off and took the waist section of his pants to the floor, Bu clung to one remaining large piece of pant cloth that he served to attempt covering his junk. Under any normal circumstances, Bu was very passionate about showing off his body to anyone; however something about this situation caught him totally off guard. A rarity if there ever was one, it’s more like the emotions his human form would experience. Maybe some of the consciousness of his human form started to surface somewhat? Bu thought it was likely not worth thinking about further.
The puffing of his body started to finally settle. With the growing finally completed, his sweaty skin started to adapt to the temperature, and also the lack of pants. “Um… I feel a draft.” was the only thing Bu could think of saying in front of the crowd of people, his mouth already difficult to deal with, due to the sore muscles. Every shred of his body had exploded with mass. His neck was pretty much gone, large abs became very defined, his arms as big as his also immense legs and over expanded calves, and don’t forget the pecs puffed out and leaving much of a man-cleavage. The only things that weren’t as badly affected were his face, though tight with fresh facial muscles, plus his hands. His feet, still puffy with buffness and trying to maintain stability of his new weight, were also only somewhat affected.
At this point, Bu decided in his own way of thinking, that this is certainly the best time to just make a run for it. That’ll make the embarrassment go away, of course! He waddled towards the door. He squeezed through it as much as he could, only to bring some of the frame with him. Looks like he’ll be waddling home, his now buffened wings too tired to carry his super buff and heavy body. Bu hoped he could keep himself under control long enough to find a toilet. Then he’ll lend himself back to the comfort of his worn out couch. Hopefully enough laziness will ward off some of this newly acquired mass? He only hoped that when he woke up human in the morning that it won’t be a buff nightmare. It could be a very stiff morning ahead. The shake had started to attack his stomach fairly fast.
“Gulp…”
Bu tried to refocus himself into his normal carefree attitude for the rest of the walk, all while his tail hiding between his exposed legs, waddling to the nearest toilet, tree, hobo, whatever could relieve the chaos of the expired shake!
Back in the gym, several members of the facility, male and female alike, abandoned their reps and calorie burning workouts to take a sample of the remaining tainted old cans of shake in the back storage room…
The End???
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I hope that didn’t end up being as awful as I imagined. XD Anyways, sketches! Here are the initial sketches Neekko made and then the final sketch before we decided to move forward with the lines!
And so, after years of preparing for it, I can show off all these goodies above! It’s been a few weeks since Talegas finished the comic and I am still so happy to have it. Now that I am posting it with the story and sketches, it feels like a really dense and exciting blog entry, if I do say so myself. <3 Big-time love to Neekko and Talegas for making it all happen. Lots of muscle in this entry, I hope you enjoyed! Stick around, folks! Hopefully more buff Bu comics and images in the near future!
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