“Welcome, gentlemen! To the annual Little Builders League!” The announcer, a lean-fit goat wearing star-shaped sunglasses, wearing a short vest that showed off his ripped abs and shorts that left very little to the imagination, said excitedly into his mic. “And boy have we got ourselves one helluva line-up for you folks!” The audience roared out, almost shaking the whole stadium with their voices alone.

The ‘Little Builders League’ is a bodybuilders league that is exclusive for boys from the ages of 12 to 15. In this world, thanks to a genetic mutation that has been circling the world for generations, males are able to start building up muscles for very young ages, so it is pretty common to see a boy as young as 10 or even 9 have a body that an adult would envy.

“Wow, better not keep you fellas waiting or we’ll have an earthquake!” The announcer said with a chuckle, which was shared by a few of the audience. But true to his word, the lights began dimming down while a few spotlights shone right on the massive stage, a few remote cameras picking up multiple angles that showed on various screens around the stadium. “Let the show begin! Come on out, boys!”

Then the music finally began blaring out of the speakers and the contestants began walking out.

The place was this massive stage that took over one side of the large stadium, leaving the rest for the audience to sit in, with a large area for the contestants to stand on, and a wide catwalk in the middle for the bodybuilders to walk over to give the onlookers a ‘closer look’. Each side of the catwalk having 3 judges to be more ‘hands-on’ with their inspection for a clearer judgement.

The first contestant to walk out was Alvin Millers. A 12 year old sheep boy with most of his wool shaved off, revealing the beautiful, onyx-black, solidly built body underneath, leaving his head, wrist, and ankle wool on. He was dressed in a glittery, crimson red speedo. Walking out with a very fancy swagger. “Little Alvi here came from a pretty well-off family, with daddy being the CEO of a pretty massive corporation. So you know he had everything he need to earn this beautiful bod~” As the announcer spoke, Alvin stood at the front of the catwalk, turning his back and raising his arms… and did his hardest flex for the camera and judges before walking back.

Second contestant was Gildo Bronze, a 14 year old dragon with golden and black scales as well ass bronze, ram-like horns on each side of his head, with a muscle mass that outshone Alvin’s easily, with a long black mane of hair smoothly combed back and reaching down to the base of his spine. Even his wings looked quite muscular, almost like he had a second pair of arms on his back as he flexed both arms and wings, showing off one of the most important muscles to a dragon. “And here we have some very traditional but very effective. A solid meat-focused diet and roughing out in the wilds like the ancestors did.” 

Third and fourth contestants walked out together as Lyka Nomad, a white and brown furred jackrabbit with short brown hair, and Bruce McHan, a cheetah with stylish, bleach-blonde hair, were boyfriends, both at 12 years old. Both went for athletic vascularity than muszle size, giving them a small but very solid physique with veins mapping parts of their body, especially their legs. “Woo! Now look at this amazing pair!” The announcer stated as both hare and cheetah slowly got down to a low position each with a leg outstretched. “Now, this might be a bit stereotypical to say: But when it comes to legs and glutes, no one can beat lapins and cheetahs~!”

The fifth contestant walked out was Richard Frost, a 14 year old black wolf with a small, vertical scar over his snout, and an upper fang poking out adorably from under his lip. His build was somewhere between Gildo’s and Alvin’s, but with a pretty strong definition. “And there’s the ‘dark horse’ of the competition. Little- I mean, young Frost here trained with his grandpa with military-like intensity, and it shows with such a beautifully cut musculature~!” The wolf was pretty stoic and cold as flexed and showed off, his ice-blue eyes glaring frozen daggers that melted the hearts of some of his fans in the audience.

A few other boys came out, all with buff, sculpted physique, but it was those five that had the highest fanbase from the start of the competition. “Now then, let’s start with the judgements!” As the announcer, well, announced, the boys began moving in groups of four towards the judges.

Alvin sat down at the edge of the catwalk, right in front of one of the judges, a middle-aged coyote who rubbed his hands along the sheep’s abs. “Bet you wanna eat this lamb for dinner~” Alvin teased as flexed his chest and abs, leaving the man literally drooling.

Gildo faced a pretty big crocodile who is a former bodybuilder himself, so this judge was a bit more professional as he ‘inspected’ the little dragon, especially his wings and back muscles. “Bet your dads are proud of such a solid pair of wings.”

“Oh yeah! We fly daily with some weights to raise wing strength.” Gildo explained as he flexed his wings to prove the point.

Richard sat facing a tall, lanky llama judge, the guy almost looked terrified but excited (or scaroused) as he ran shaky hands over the pup’s ripped thighs, trailing slowly towards his crotch. “Why are you shaking?” Richard asked in the flattest and coldest tone. “Afraid I might eat you?”

“God, I wish you would~” The llama judge said with a crooked smile.

Finally, Lyka and Bruce were side by side, facing the coyote and crocodile judges respectively, both on all fours, showing off their muscular asses and legs. “Damn, wish I had some sauce to go with these legs~” The coyote judge said as rubbed both hands along Lyka’s leg from thigh to ankle.

“Feel free to add your own ‘sauce’, handsome~” Lyka reached with his other foot, tickling at the judge’s growing crotch bulge with his toes.

Meanwhile, Bruce was doing the same for his judge. “What do you think, mister~ Does this ‘cake’ look tasty enough~” He coiled his tail around the man’s neck and gently pulled him close.

The croc, ever the professional, simply gave him a playful nibble on the booty. “Might need a bit of frosting, later. But this is a fine ‘cake’, young man~”

The judges inspected the other contestants before tallying the points onto each bodybuilder. It took about 5 or so minutes before they were done as the contestants all waited patiently. But finally, the results are in and a slip of paper was handed to the announcer. “And we have our results folks.” Then he announced the placements.

5th place: Bruce McHan

4th place: Lyka Nomad

3rd place: Alvin Millers

2nd place: Richard Forest

“And in first place: Gido Bronze!” As he made the announcement, the crowd cheered loudly as Gido roared in triumph, letting out a burst of flames from his maw and spreading his mighty wings as wide as he could. He tried to contain his excitement and be professional when he was given the golden medal, but he couldn’t once his dad came out from the back and grabbed him in a tight hug, lifting his son as high as possible in celebration.

After that, Gido and his dad went around, greeting the other contestants and their dads as a sign of sportsmanship. Followed by the two of them heading out to a pretty fancy restaurant to have a celebratory meal. One of the waiters was a young, slim raccoon, around 15 or 16 in age, was taken aback by the size of Gido, but tried to remain professional as he served the dragon duo.

But Gido was done being professional and restraining himself as he grabbed the raccoon by the belt and pulled him close, the young man’s growing bulge pressing against his snout. “You know: I think I missed my ‘protein’ today.” Then let his tongue drag along the waiter’s crotch, coiling around the bulge tightly.

“Careful now. Don’t wanna ruin your appetite before the main course is here.” His dad jokingly cautioned him.

But Gido was pretty hungry already as he almost ripped the front of their waiter’s pants, revealing some cute white briefs, but those were gone the next second too. And young man had a pretty good one on him, around 10-13 inches long yet quite slim, easy for the dragon boy to swallow in one, hungry gulp, using his throat muscles to milk the guy for every drop he had.

Plenty of the other patrons of the restaurant watched the dragon boy enjoying his ‘dinner’, some rubbing their crotches, while others are openly jerking their cocks for all to see. Even the raccoon waiter didn’t bother hiding his voice as he busted the biggest nut he ever had right down Gido’s throat and into his belly, and what a load it was, but the dragon boy just gulped away hungrily, not letting a single drop escape, even when his belly slightly expanded from the volume of said load.

After a solid 3 minutes of constant orgasm, the raccoon waiter was finally spent and Gido released him with a wet *pop* of his lips. “Mm-mm! Thanks for the appetizer, dude!”

“N-No problem! A… p-p-p-pleasure sir…” The waiter hobbled away, his mind all jumbled up from such a mind-blowing orgasm like that.

About a second or two later, their food finally arrived, mostly various kinds of meats with a tiny bowl of salads and soft drinks for each of them, and they ate so casually like nothing happened.