David is home. bothers for rats. big rats. Skilea Big rat flex. Big rat strong. Big rat squeak. Hump, hump, hump. David huffs and hugs the big auntie ratty. or her leg rather. tall auntie. "My brain is a fine mush from monotonous blegh." I'm amazed you're still awake though, don't you have like...3 projects you're doing right now for work? Skilea I shall be crumbling into bed momentarily, yes. crumples on top of mouse. Skilea so goddamn big. David huggles onto that big dark ratty and sighs softly. nosing into big ratty titties, hands kneading at thick ratty rump. Mnh....might have auntie waking up with a biiig belly full of mousienephew clones. Skilea rubs your back with a big pink paw. Love. Lust. Rats. Musk. "Make sure I awaken bigger than the bed." David looks like the mousie's trying different forms again- this time, however, mousie's poofed into a very shortstacky arctic vixen with long blue headfur. That lil barely 4-ft form is thiiiiiiiiick, with WIDE hips and a BIG jiggly ass feeding down into plush thighs. Her body's plump, with a bit of pudge to her tummy, somewhat obscured by the tremendous tits she's sporting, each one nearly basketball-sized and sporting a thumb-thick, pink nipple. And she needs those wide hips too- the junk she's sporting is plenty big! Huge, swollen balls, each one nearly as big as a watermelon, sway HEAVILY with each step, more shifted by her fat thighs than anything else. And she sports a fuzzy white log of a sheath that's SO overpacked with cock, that the pink tip is peeking out a bit at all times. The shortstack vixen's floofy white tail swishes behind her happily as she turns around to teasingly wiggle that thick donk of an ass at Balros, and bend forward just a little to spread just a bit, showing that she's got a large, overplump pussy too- huge and plump enough to practically grope with both hands, and a thumb-thick clit~ Balros (I read this on the bus this morning but have been so busy, haven't been able to respond. But, I'm like, wow. Hnggff. You know how to push my buttons. Shortstack hyperherm vixen? Gorgeous... gorgeous... gorgeous. This squirrel wants to whump against vix, worship that sheath, hump and fuck and get fucked and ride that foxgrrl hard and breedheavy) David [I'll be here~] [Think about me all day and then come home and bring that cutie squirrel self along for cushy cuddles] [Wanna snuggle and love all over that squirrelboy and nuzzle into his chest and such<3] Balros Balros just couldn't take it anymore. He busts through the doorway still in his stylish business suit, bits of floof sticking out from the cuffs and collar. He's tugging off his tie as he heaves through the doorway, lugging a fat package of squirrelboy in his bulged-out workpants. The rich scent of vixen gives him pause, followed by a groan as his shaft and sheath surge bigger. Knocking the door closed with his huge floofy tail, he goes in search of the resident fuckfoxy. David Thing is, as Balros busts through the door, there's -two- shortstack fuckvixens there, smiling as the cutie squirrelboy approaches. "Hey, you're home early~" "Welcome home sweetie!" They both eagerly bound over, huge balls and sheaths wobbling in stretched-out sweatpants,, those massive titties wobbling and bouncing and stretching out too-tight tops. Before he has a chance to grab and pounce, they both surround him and clome in for a smooooch, trapping him between massive titties as they usher him off his feet and out of whatever footwear and pants and...everything he has, along the way. "C'mere, you come -relax- with us, you silly thing." They carry him to a bed and press him onto it, and now he has a tiyyvixen on either side of him, gently pressing him to the bed and resting their heads against his chest, nosing in. "Shhhhh, rest." Balros The squirrel nearly gets his tail caught in the closing door as he's surprised by not one, but two identical white-furred, blue-haired foxgrrls and their massive endowments. He has to blink several times before he realizes that he's being smothersmooshed against huge, soft breasts and churning, hot fox balls. The way those sheaths jam against his front.... both foxes can feel his pants tearing and ripping as he rapidly swells bigger, his chocolately brown floof peeking out and brushing against both girl's huge bulges. Whatever words he was going to say is drowned by slurping vixen tongues and smooching muzzles, sucked into kisses and stripped by their aggressive encouragement. "Hhhnngg." Is all he manages to get out as he's hauled up by both short grrls and heaved to the bedroom. Naked now, the intense fluff of his chest and the firm tone of his pecs provide a pleasant pillow for both foxes. Each arm scooped around each fox, a blush on his cheek as he rests his head back on his tail as a pillow, and his hand on one each of those big girlsheaths. Slowly petting, sifting, feeling, touching, stroking. Moving those hands to massage against plump tummies, extra thick thighs, lusciously huge breasts. David They nuzzle loooovingly against his chest, huffing softly as they lay gentle kisses all up his chest, up his neck, and then finally to his muzzle. "Mmh, hey, no fair I wanted to kiss him~" "-no I wanna kiss him first~" The first one manages to push her muzzle in, her tongue invading Balros's muzzle and pushing in...and in, and in, and in, her tongue a LOT longer than it really should be! Coiling wholesale around the squirrel's tongue as they smoosh their sheaths in, those massive fuzzy fucklongs big and -hefty- against his hands. But as the first vixen works on kissing that handsome squirrelboy, the second huffs and lifts big plush vixen paws to press at Balros's cock! Starting to kneading thick toes up and down that throbbing squirrelcock, idly working that needy shaft whie she smooshes at his neck and smooooshes those huge tits and plush tum against the squirrel. Balros The squirrel chitterchrrls as the nuzzles and kisses are peppered along his chest, throat, chin and cheeks, bestowing upon him the flavors of foxy lovers. Tilting his head to the side just-so, his lips lock with fox and his throat fills with foxtongue. Lidding his eyes he savors the flavor and juices of wriggling, long girltongue. His hips involuntarily twitch forward as their sheaths shove against his lap and hands, but when handpaws settle upon his silkysoft furred cockholster he keeps his hips still - and just lets his sheath and shaft grow and swelll against hir paws. Such big, plush, thick-toed snowstompers, coaxing forth a throbbing pink pillar of boybreeder. His arm on hir side hugs around hir waist, pulling hir close to press flush his with body, enjoying the weight and warmth of hir foxy endowments shuffling atop his. Belly, breasts, balls and that huge fluffy girth of foxsheath too - gods, these grrls are hot. David There's the distant sound a toilet flushing, and suddenly...a third vixen comes into the room and HUFFS, her hands on her big, wide hips. "HEY! You were all supposed to wait for me!" She says, a little cross she's not getting some squirrel! "Oh hush, we didn't expect him home so early," Says the snowy vixen giving him the pawjob. "Mmhmm," says the voxen busy burying her muzzle against Balros's, her tongue still immobilizing his passionately. "Ok, ok, well let's all get back together then, so we can ALL enjoy him~" And with that, she climbs up onto the bed, as the vixen kissing him uncoils her tongue, withdrawing it with a sigh. The other two vixens remove themselves briefly from the squirrel, climbing towards each other, and then....into the third vix, their bodies seeming to merges and disappear into her. even as they're entering, Balros gets to see it- that vixen starting to get bigger. Much...MUCH bigger. Grunting as she aborbs the other two vixens...and then starting to experience huge SURGES of growth. Suddenly pushing UP and OUT, swelling, bulging with more size, more plushness in her arms and legs as she surges up and out. Tits bloating out even fuller, nipples thickening, -ripening- almost seeming to be the best word for it, as a second set of arms puuuuush out from under the first, working and flexing themselves in their freedom. Footpaws plumping and cushioning more into thickbig things. Her sheath SURGES up even bigger, balls audibly GLORPING even larger as 7 feet of snowy vixen is there. And to top it all off, suddenly that vixen's head has a neighbor- one of her 'twins'...or triplets, in this case. the first turns to the second with a raised eyebrow as the changes stop. "where's the other one?" "Oh she'll be along any second~" And as if in response, the two-headed huge, curvyplush vixen shudders, feeling her body about to burst with growth again....! Balros Balros's tail floofs around his head as he hears the third, identical voice from nearby, his eyes popping open, though the foxtongue sunk deep down his throat is not so quick to be pulled forth. He can feel the bed dip and creak as shi climbs on, but gives a pleasant gurgle as slippery tongue slides free from his gullet, slathered in slick squirrel flavorings. Exhaling long and slow to try to calm himself, while still throb-throbbing stiffly for several feet, he lets the other two foxes drift away from him and onto each other. Eyes widening, he watches - and throbswells - as all three vixens press together and become more, and -more-, gaining in size and potency, dramatically increasing in height and mass to tower over him. He's briefly smothered in foxboobs as hir chest surges forward, his prick sliding between them, then all four as he feels the second set fill in. Planting his large handpaws on those thickening nipples and areolae, he moans louder, pushing up at hir tits and letting his hips start to rev up again. Soon, he's got seven feet of still-stacked multifox before him, his gaze flitting from face to face.