🐺💪🏾🧪OVERCOMING THE NATURAL - ASHIRO CARTER PACK🧪💪🏾🐺 FULL PACK + LORE'S CHARACTER

LORE UNDER ASHIRO'S POV:

To have achieved this feat was perhaps one of the greatest achievements of my life. In fact, I can say that it was THE GREATEST accomplishment of my life. Both professionally, as well as on my personal side, on my most intimate side. However, sometimes I wonder if this was really something 100% positive, since the consequences of this discovery are quite evident and my own experience is a reflection of this.

From the moment I started graduating as a child, my parents were surprised by the fact that, unlike other children, my body did not develop. Okay, you could say it was because I'm naturally thin or because I'm an ectomorph. But no, it was something strange: I was thinner than usual or normal. Because even if I had a good diet or ate a lot of sweets and fried foods, nothing made me gain significant weight.

"Maybe it's a childhood thing; in adolescence, when he starts puberty, he has an increase in mass", was what I always heard, and never, never, never wished so much for this to actually happen. A hope he had. Unfortunately, nothing went as I expected or what I was promised. I saw other guys my age, with their 13, 14, 15 years old, already with a well- formed body. Some, because they already exercised, even had a healed body, their muscles being defined. And I was always the short, super thin and weak.

And yes, I insisted and fought against my own nature. I did exactly like guys my age. I did morning runs, squats, push-ups; As I was a farm boy, I did my best to contribute to helping my father, carrying tools, pulling wheelbarrows, bags of feed and so on. I gave my best, to the point of often almost fainting from effort and fatigue, so that at the end of the day, when I contemplated myself in the mirror, the image of a fragile body gave me a blow in the face.

It seemed that everything would be in vain.

Tired of seeing my sadness and my effort that did not lead me to anything, my parents invested much more heavily in treatments in order to discover the real cause of my problem. After many analyses, doctors and more doctors, finally the result came: Negative Hypertrophic Myostatosis. The name caused us astonishment. What horrible name of disease was that? Or rather, what was this disease?

According to the doctor in charge, what happened in my body was a genetic flaw, where my body naturally produced a non-standard amount of myostatin. Myostatin is a protein that inhibits muscle growth; Without it, any kind of physical effort we made would make us explode with muscles. It is like a natural control, which sets a limit so that nothing goes out of conformity. However, if it is too much, it even prevents the natural growth of the human being, resulting in thinner, slimmer and weaker bodies.

Exactly my case!

And the sadness was greater when we discovered that such a disease is rare and chronic. As if it were a case between 1 and 200,000. Despair took over. So does it mean that I would be like this forever? The doctor told us that the only way to reverse this case was only if there was something that inhibited the uncontrolled production of myostatin in my body, and this was absurdly IMPOSSIBLE: there was no proper drug for this and creating one was of high risk to the health of the human being.

However, as the doctor spoke, I could only hear one phrase reverberating in my mind:

"Inhibit myostatin uncontrolledness"

"Inhibit myostatin uncontrolledness"

"Inhibit myostatin uncontrolledness"

"Inhibit myostatin uncontrolledness"

Impossible? Maybe so, but for those who would never settle for living in this state, I would fight to find a solution.

As soon as I reached my majority, I sought to enter a Biochemistry college. I have always been good in the area of Natural Sciences, such as Biology, Chemistry and Physics. And as I learned more and more about protein structures, molecular genetics, formula manipulation and even toxicology, I grew more and more eager to invest in a study of MIOS-BREAK: the name I formulated for breaking down myostatin production and stimulating the growth of my muscles.

Interestingly, with more and more research, I discovered that the genetics of some robust animals did not allow genetic anomalies to have even the slightest chance of existing. The wolves were living proof of this. Wolves with the "Alpha" genetics were considered to be the most robust and strong animals, the leaders of their packs.

The anxiety for this novelty ignited an idea in me. What if I joined the LUP1S-AF genome (present in alpha lobes) with a formula that inhibited myostatin? Years and years of study, research, notes, failed tests went by. And of course, this was something of an absolute secret of mine, which I hid even from a kind boy from the Veterinary class and who gave me a sample of blood from an alpha wolf, in which I had a certain affection for him, but who would never be able to have anything more than a simple friendship.

I graduated from my college, with a degree in Biochemistry. I joined the pharmaceutical industry, where while formulating and creating medicines, I took advantage of and invested in my top-secret and personal research.

Damn, it was 15 years where I insisted and persisted in it. It became a super obsession, because with each new attempt and discovery, I got closer to the result I wanted, to my long-awaited cure, where I would finally get the body I dreamed of so much.

As I have always been a farmer boy, I did not think twice about inheriting the farm left by my parents. Unfortunately, my parents had already died as a result of an accident on the road when they were coming to visit me in the big city. That was almost responsible for giving up everything, but when I remembered that they had always cheered for my success and that there was some cure for my ailment, my strength was renewed, and the will to continue on my scientific journey returned.

I still kept in touch with that Veterinary boy, who today worked in a veterinary hospital that worked together with the country's forest guard, Louies was his name. He was the only one who knew about my research and, as much as he was surprised and suspected that it could not even work, he rooted for my success and gave me samples of alpha wolf blood.

And that night, oh, I would never forget her. The farm had two barns and in one of them, I set up my own private laboratory. That night, leading up to my birthday, I felt that I was finally reaching what I was looking for. A life of suffering, disillusionment, and pessimism was finally coming to an end. The genetic anomaly that imprisoned me would have its chains broken, and I, amen, would be free!

My eyes sparkled with anticipation when. by joining the formula of MIOS-BREAK V1 (where there were AAV9 viral vector compounds with the ultra-intensified protein ACE- 031), with the LUP1S-AF genome, a "scientific magic" occurred: inside the spherical bottom balloon, at the union of the components, a blue liquid, shiny and effervescent, was born. My chest went up and down, it seemed unreal, totally out of the ordinary. So that was it, had I arrived at my healing? Would 36 years of feeling insufficient finally be worth it?

My body was shaking, I was nervous. What if once again the test failed? It had always been like this: hope was born, light seemed to be seen at the end of the tunnel, and when I put the experiment into practice... nothing. A tremor, a shiver, the body warmed up, the sweat flowed, but... nothing. But today... Today something in me screamed that, finally, my suffering would come to an end, and I would not only take a big step and advance in science, but in my entire personal journey.

The Moon shone in all its splendor, in its full phase. As soon as I looked on my wristwatch, it was midnight. 37 years old. On my thirty-seventh birthday, the greatest gift would be shown in my own body. I held the balloon with a spherical bottom, hot with the blue liquid; heavy breathing, anxiety at a thousand. I counted from ten to one, as if I were celebrating a new year, which it was. But not for everyone, only for me.

"To a new one, to a new beginning".

I turned the liquid in my mouth calmly, tasting it almost tasteless, if it weren't for a slight tolerable bitterness. Feeling your throat heat up and "tear", as if you were having a good shot of whiskey. Maybe there was around 400ml of the substance, I don't remember exactly how much, but it was something considerable beyond measure, if we consider that what I drank was not something common and even bordered on dangerous.

I waited a few seconds that turned into minutes for some effect. Nothing. Heavens, no! AGAIN, NO!

"Argh, shit..."

I felt all the muscles in my body stiffen, as if they were being squeezed hard. By instinct, I flattened my hands strongly on the table; The impact made some things above her shake and even fall. My heartbeat was out of the ordinary. The heartbeat was so fast that it would scare any heart monitor. My body trembled in abundance, sweat flowed and already soaked my skin. My body became hot, stricken with a fever. But that didn't weaken me. I felt dizzy, my head hurt. But not to the point of making me faint. It was then that, as soon as I opened my eyes, through the overwhelming pain I felt from head to toe, I saw. And no, it was not just a mere illusion because of the terrible pain I felt or because all my senses were completely messed up. I saw it, it was real, it was... totally real.

The extension of my entire arm, from the tip of my middle finger to my shoulders... were reformulating themselves. I felt them stretch to the point of making my hands slide over the table. And they were growing, damn, they were expanding, growing, improving; I didn't have time to sketch a minimum of happiness (even though my interior was jumping for joy), because soon all that began to expand throughout my body.

Suddenly, all my muscles began to throb fiercely, as I groaned from the sharp pain of feeling the full effect of the MIOS-BREAK V1 rushing through my veins, passing through my tissues; Every cell in my body was being impacted by the substance I created.

I staggered backwards, while my hands grabbed my head, from the absurd migraine I felt. And not only because of that, because when I opened my eyes...

"Fuck, this can't be..."

... I was much taller. Naturally, I was just a tiny man only 165 centimeters tall. But now... Damn, if I wasn't already close to two meters, it was almost that. Or more. I was surprised to see that my legs were swollen, my calves were already very bulky and ultra firm. My jeans were already below my knees, but soon I would know that they would eventually explode, as my thighs thickened to a level that they were about the size of two pairs of adult men's heads, one next to the other, two on each side. I felt the seam of the fabric unraveling, while the pressure caused by the belt I was wearing bothered me, as my waist expanded, completing the combo.

The pain was suffocating, but at her level, there was also the satisfaction of seeing that all of this was paying off. My black blouse was completely tight, and had become small due to the excessive growth of my upper muscles. Piece by section, I watched my abdomen swell and crack, while my shirt shortened even more. My breasts felt like they were going to blow up the shirt: swollen, huge, firm, powerful and muscular.

In an innocent act, I tried to reach a nearby bottle of water, but as soon as I reached it and tried to bring my mouth to it, my biceps grew even more suddenly, tearing the sleeves and exposing all its protuberance. An "OH" formed on my lips, just as a smile was born. I looked at my other arm and saw the fabric already starting to tear. I wanted the same experience as now. Strongly, I flexed my other biceps, and there went what was once a sleeve. The muscle was completely tense, the veins pulsed and throbbed furiously. That was extraordinary.

Another impulse went through my whole body, a shock wave hit me. Instinctively, I threw my torso forward, and all my shirt and gown I wore tore to mere lint, leaving my torso completely naked. That was it, I was turning into a giant. A giant of muscles with an overwhelming thirst for more, more, more, and more of that feeling.

Although my belt buckle had already broken some time ago, my pants still struggled to stay on my legs, but not for long. The space of my laboratory seemed to become small as

my extension. Not even the air conditioning was able to handle the heat that not only I felt, but was also released by me.

Nervously, I opened the door to the laboratory that faced the rest of the barn. Luckily there were no more animals there, because if not, they would be frightened to see a huge cluster of muscles running, desperately craving the cold and the night fog. As soon as I left and arrived at a field that was lost in its length, I fell to my knees, feeling my muscles grow and expand again. My pants were no longer on my body, they broke along with my belt. I was only in my white boxer shorts. He breathed heavily, eyes closed. But I knew something was concentrated in my legs.

My cock was growing too, fast and firm. My balls hurt, as if it was from there that all that was being released. And in a way, it was. The only fabric I had left stretched, showing signs that it would soon be his turn to say goodbye. My ass was huge, all my lower limbs were huge. Throwing my body back and sitting on my legs, my cock jumped out, cruelly ripping my underwear.

"Damn, whore who gave birth..."

Big, firm, long, thick and colossal. 30 or 40 centimeters? More? I do not know. But my cock was much bigger than the average human. Erect, pointing to the moon that shone in the skies and gave me a pleasant feeling of pleasure. My cock throbbed a lot, even hurting a lot. In fact, my whole body hurt. But it was a pain that had become... yummy and delicious. I felt that it was not over there. I hadn't fully grown up yet.

I HADN'T GROWN UP ENOUGH YET!

Damn, 37 years old. For 37 years I was a hostage of human biology, a hostage to an anomaly so rare that it took years to discover it. 15 years in which I fought to put an end to my biggest problem that plagued me so much and limited me from many things. So no, it still wasn't enough. If my body wanted to expand more, grow more, increase even more in size, then let it have total freedom to do so.

My hand, even though it was giant, could hardly encircle the entire volume of my penis. I started with something light, a handjob in order to get to know more about who I was becoming. And as I predicted, the horniness resulted in a boost of energy where my whole body shivered and grew a little more. I decided to join my hands and started to wank my cock, increasing the speed a little. My epidermis was so firm that even though my knees were sliding across the floor, I didn't even feel a sign of scratching or discomfort, as if I was just slipping on a smooth surface.

"Oh yes, oh fuck, this is so fucking good..."

My senses were messing up, my mind was in a war zone. Nothing was in harmony, nothing was stable. I increased the thrusts more and started to move my pelvis against the cavity formed between my hands. My pre-cum liquid was released in abundance, where the sound of its wetness through my penis was very audible. If my neck wasn't stretching together, I might now be suffocating against my breasts and shoulders, so grown and wide.

A frown of pleasure clashed on my face, my teeth gritted as I felt my cum rise inside my cock, which was so massive for an ordinary human being. And I was no longer an ordinary human being. A guttural scream echoed as I reached my apex, releasing all my ejaculation as a cascade or a fountain. And all the time, the more my muscles stiffened and gained more volume and bulge.

I had really lost all sense of time, at that moment. But thinking about it now, maybe it took me about 30 seconds (or a little more) of ejaculation, where my whole body was bathed in my own semen. Tiredness, fatigue, exhaustion, exhaustion; All the peak of energy experienced in those minutes made me fall to the ground, not caring if I was dirty or if I was outdoors, at the risk of someone contemplating the "freak" that I was.

Right there I slept, although I believe more that I fainted. I woke up with the first rays of sun hitting my face, along with the crowing of the rooster. Heck, I woke up bewildered, not really knowing what had happened or why I was naked in the open air. Soon, the memories of the dawn came to me in a single shot, and I felt my head throbbing in an annoying headache. My fear that everything was nothing more than a terrible dream when, when I looked down, I could barely see my lower limbs by the size of my chest. Wide, firm, rough. I was able to contemplate all the immensity and majesty of my own body.

Although, compared to the early morning, my body seemed to have decreased a little in size, but still, I was still huge.

I did it. I had really done it. I had broken not only my condition that prevented my natural muscle growth, but I had also broken everything that seemed surreal, unattainable, and

even impossible for current human science. I was a revolution, my body had become a historical landmark for society.

I could go out and publicize such a feat to my acquaintances and co-workers, but I soon began to see that this would be a very bad idea when, when I went back inside the house to take a shower and, when I looked at myself in the mirror, I saw a totally different image from mine. That... Was that me? What had FUCK happened to me?

My hair was... blue?! I had gained a new pair of ears that grew on the top of my head?! My eyebrows were thicker and... and... Did I now have a mustache? Big, slender, they gave me a... Too much charm? Should I judge this as weird or attractive?

And a tail...

FUCK, IT HAD A HUGE TAIL THAT GREW AT THE END OF MY BACK AND CAME DOWN ALMOST TOUCHING THE GROUND!

Fuzzy, exuberant, wide, long. I tried to reason how that could have happened. A flaw, a formulation error. There had to be something. And there was. The DNA of the alpha wolf. Of course, it could only be that! So... Not only did I break a chronic condition of excess myostatin, but I was also able to join human DNA with that of a wolf. Homo Sapiens with Canis Lupus.

I didn't know whether to be amazed, ecstatic, frightened, or amazed. I had managed to mutate my own genetics without becoming a complete freak. Well, looking at myself, I don't see myself as something abnormal. But in the view of "normal" human beings, well, maybe they see me as a monster or something.

Is this the price I must pay for finally feeling good about myself? To distance myself from everyone so that no one doesn't see me with the same eyes that I see myself?

Maybe it's not something difficult, for a good part of my life, I've always been a lonely guy, more focused on my project than maintaining social relationships. Do I feel good about it? Do I feel happy? I feel deep in a mix of emotions, so yes, I also feel happy.

I feel happy.

I finally feel happy.

Now, here I am. Two months had passed since my discovery and my "liberation." I'm contemplating another full moon and already feeling the effects of muscle growth again. Apparently, my wolf instincts are also linked to this. Should I give in to this will? Well, I'm always on the edge of temptation and reason. Somewhere I will lean. And I believe that I have been rational for a good part of my life.

And no, I'm not going to go howling with the wolves out there. That's already too much, crosses!