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Corey was doing his best to prove himself to Scott and his pack and he felt like he still had a long way to go especially considering his introduction to the world had been through Theo. That was why he continued to throw himself into dangerous situations that he wasn’t always prepared for and most often only managed to get through and certainly not without quite a few scrapes. Every time he made it through a brawl Corey found Theo’s drawling voice echoing in his mind, chastising him for being weak. It wasn’t the truth and he knew it but Theo had a way of getting in Corey’s mind and even though the chimera had vanished after his defeat, his voice still continued on in Corey’s mind to voice all of his insecurities.

Unfortunately Corey wasn’t invincible and sometimes he barely escaped a fight with his life which was the case when he and Liam had tracked down a witch who had lost her mind and was attacking everything in sight. Corey had been hit with some sort of hex that caused him to writhe in pain on the floor for most of the fight, leaving Liam to do the dirty work and eventually put the threat down. The other hadn’t been too happy about that and wore a gruff expression as he grabbed Corey by the jacket and hoisted him up to his feet.

“Thanks for the help, buddy,” he growled, scowling at the smaller male. Corey had a feeling that the only reason Liam tolerated him was because he was dating Liam’s best friend and even then the feelings weren’t overwhelmingly positive either. Corey had a long way to go in order to prove himself to the beta wolf and getting easily knocked out in a fight probably wasn’t the best way to go. He mumbled an apology in response and tailed the other out o the lair, only to stumble and trip down to his knees. Liam let out a huff and grabbed him by the hand to hoist him back up to his feet when Corey felt a sudden connection between the two of them.

It lasted for a mere second as Corey got back to his feet before Liam sharply pulled his hand away, a slight frown on his lips. “You alright?” he asked gruffly. Corey nodded in response, still momentarily overwhelmed. It was strange but he felt… bigger, like his clothes were suddenly a little too tight around his body. Dismissing it as nothing, Corey forgot about it until he was back in his own bedroom and dressing down in front of the mirror. Only then did he notice that his muscles did indeed look a little more defined and that his body now carried a small amount more bulk than it had earlier that day.

Thinking back to the hex that had collided with him, Corey tried to think what the witch had been ranting about with her insane cackle. Something to do with ‘making a monster’ and ‘bringing out the inner rage’... it sounded like a whole load of nonsense to him but he couldn’t help but wonder if there was some magical explanation for his body’s sudden development. Things didn’t normally change that quickly without some supernatural involvement and in Beacon Hills it really couldn’t be ruled out. The town was a hotspot for magical energy thanks to the presence of the Nemeton and the power that it held. It felt like every week there was a new villain around trying to harness its immense power and Scott’s pack was the only thing that stood in their way. 

After spending hours tossing and turning in bed, feeling totally unsettled, Corey decided to test a theory that was playing at the edges of his mind. Getting dressed and pulling out the fake I.D. from his wallet, he crept out of his window and walked several neighborhoods until he had arrived outside Jungle, Beacon Hills’ very own gay bar. The bouncer gave him a dubious look as he presented the fake driver’s license he had acquired but was generous enough to let him in anyway, allowing Corey to step into the ocean of pop music and writhing bodies.

It didn’t take Corey very long to find the perfect target at all. He spied a handsome man with a shaved head and thick muscles with some friends by the bar, playing around with a cigar and making crude jokes, and knew immediately that he would be the perfect person to test his theory on. Corey approached, maintaining enough distance so as not to intrude in the group of rowdy young men, but continued to stare at the man’s impressive body until the object of his attention caught sight of him. Just as he’d been anticipating, the guy left his group and approached him, grabbing Corey’s pert ass as he settled beside him.

“You like what you see?” the guy asked, his voice a deep rumble. “Wanna suck Daddy off, huh?” He reached down to grope at his bulge, highlighting the thick outline of his shaft inside of his jeans. Corey felt his mouth water in delight. It wasn’t as if he was technically cheating on Mason because all he was doing was looking and besides, his intentions with the other man weren’t sexual in nature at all. He had something a little more daring in mind.

“Can we go somewhere private?” Corey asked, leaning in closer to the other man’s side and feeling delighted by the strong muscles that greeted him. The man began to steer him out into the club’s smoking area and then into a dark corner where they were safely out of sight of the bar’s other patrons. Once he was certain that they weren’t about to be spied upon, Corey reached up to wrap one hand around the base of the man’s neck and then pulled him down for a kiss.

The moment their skin made contact Corey felt that connection he had with Liam earlier that day. A warmth spread through him, one that trickled through every limb and and down every digit until it was fueling him like the sun itself. His grip on the other’s neck grew tighter as his arms began to swell with muscle and the palms of his hands developed manly callouses as if he’d been religiously lifting weights at the gym. Meanwhile his feet and legs similarly began to transform, growing larger and longer until he stood taller than the man who had looked down at him only moments before.

Feeling delicate hands against his thick pecs, Corey reluctantly allowed himself to be pushed away and immediately let out a deep rumbling laugh when he saw who was now hidden in the shadowy corner with him. The other man’s muscles had been entirely drained, leaving him looking like a picture-perfect twink with a slender frame and smooth youthful skin. A quick scratch of his square jaw confirmed that Corey was now sporting the man’s stubble. He’d all but drained him of everything that made him a man!

An idea immediately presented itself in his mind and Corey began to stalk away, not before his previous target called out in sheer panic, asking where he was going. “To see an old friend,” Corey barked back, feeling strangely confident. “Be good and maybe you can suck Daddy off after all.” He felt good about the fact he could now make former alpha males fall to their feet for him and knew precisely who was the next deserving target on his list.

Thankfully it didn’t take very long for Corey to find his target at all, as Theo saw fit to return to Beacon Hills with a new plan to drain Scott’s power as a True Alpha and assume control of the pack. What the chimera of course wasn’t expecting was the hunk of a man who introduced himself as Corey and promised that Theo would be getting nowhere near Scott or indeed anyone else in the pack. 

“You’re kidding me, right? There’s no way you’re Corey,” Theo laughed, “A dweeb that small becoming a… a big guy like you? Nope, never.” As hard as he tried to hide behind the bravado of his arrogance, Corey could detect a hint of nervous fear in the other’s laughter and it fuelled him with adrenaline. It was the first time he had ever detected any weakness from the other and he craved more which meant there was only one thing left for him to do.

“How about I prove it to you?” he growled, grabbing Theo by the back of his neck and forcing their lips together in a rough, messy kiss. The battle for control was quickly won as Corey dominated, forcing his former alpha and tormentor to accept a more submissive role than he was used to. Knowing how badly it likely humiliated the other was only making Corey excited and his tight jeans began to pitch a tent, his thick cock making its presence known by pushing up against Theo’s thigh.

Sure enough Corey began to feel that familiar connection between himself and Theo and for the first time he willed it on, desperate to drain Theo of his muscles and masculinity; to take it all for himself. This was the revenge he had always deserved and it was all so sweet as he felt Theo’s firm muscles begin to dwindle as they were pressed against the expanding muscles of his own chest, his pecs pushing out even further. Corey forced the other to readjust as Theo lost several inches of height and he grew several more, leaving quite the size difference between the two of them.

When he finally pulled away there was no denying who was the alpha male between them. Corey was thick with muscle and a dense forest of fur all over his body while Theo was short, lean and hairless. He’d even lost his strong jawline, giving him an almost feminine appearance with pronounced pink lips and innocent eyes. The real Theo would have been disgusted with what he had become but all that was left was a ghost of his former self.

Corey let out a deep booming laugh and felt an inner peace as the effects of the hex wore off, allowing him to ruffle the other’s hair without any further effects. “Now, Theo… are you going to be a good boy for daddy?” he asked, his voice deep and gravelly. The other man trembled before him, all of his confidence completely drained.

The expected response came without any hesitation: “Yes sir!”