Balros
fluffed his tail nervously. He was trying to pay for some clothes at a store in the mall, but it was getting more and more difficult to deal with the ivory-furred mouse male at the cash register. He kept swiping his card, but the increasingly odd-acting rodent kept pushing the wrong buttons on the till and needing to void the whole thing. The way the mouse kept shifting and squirming, hiding a decidedly bulging lap, shirt becoming oddly snug and tight. It wasn't until the squirrel noticed the rising pitch in the male's voice did he -also- notice the plush cleavage becoming obvious in that lifting shirt. He looked back up into the mouse's eyes, as they began to flash pinkier and prettier, lustier for him.

Duffwuff
The mouseboy grunted in frustration as he tried to get this darn register to work. It had been giving him trouble all day, but suddenly he was feeling very flustered and nervous in the presence of such a cute squirrel before him. His fingers started to shake and he kept missing the buttons he meant to hit! He bit his subtly swelling bottom lip as he groaned in annoyance, just trying to let the cute guy check out! "I-I'm really sorry for this, Sir..." He spoke to you. His voice actively grew higher and lighter over the course of his sentence, those eyes turning from a warm brown-green hazel to a decidedly hot pink shade, his shirt and shorts feeling suddenly VERY tight. "But... m-maybe there's... a different way I can help you... p-pay for your clothes." Gosh you were cute... He just couldn't take his eyes off you, you adorable little flufftail! He leaned over the counter, those fat tits stretching his shirt, one foot popped as he stood on the ball of the other, wiggling his juicy, plump, growing hips as he gazed into those beautiful, bright eyes of yours.

Balros
blushed in return, nervous, bewildered, but increasingly attracted to your admittedly beautifying physique, watching as your male countenence was smeared over with more and more effeminate overtures. He gulped as you leaned over the counter and his pile of clothes, yet more inches of luscious breastflesh pouring out into view as the U-neck of your shirt stretched further open. You could see his own lap bulging forward, quite a -lot- of squirrel down in there. The surging growth of your own cock ensured you were well a rival for it, jamming against your fly, beginning to force it down through sheer size. Your sheath bulked too, becoming a heavy, thick, furred tube of cockholster, crawling up your lap and bumping the bottom of your belly. If your cock was as thick as your wrist, your sheath was as thick as your leg. He stepped back nervously, gulping a bit. "I-ih, that's okay..." The mere idea that he wasn't into you spurred growth into your body. You -needed- to please him. As your hips widened and became plush, your new pussy sputtered and poured with estrus; a pink nose and white mouse muzzle beginning to push forth from it.

Duffwuff
"Ohhhhhhhhh please!" moaned the ever-more effeminate mousebabe, hair lengthening and turning blonde from the roots all the way down to the ends. "Please, I insist!" Shi groaned, pushing your clothes onto the floor merely with the growth of hir tits, hir balls and sheath ridiculously fat in those denim shorts of hirs. shi crawled hir way over the counter, reaching out with surprising speed and strength to tug you into hir tits and smother you there. Hir thick legs followed as shi swung hir legs sideways over the counter, quickly standing up and tugging you tightly into hir plump body. Shi knew shi could pleasure you, shi had to! It was all shi wanted in life, to lovingly adore and worship hir beloved squirrel boy... yes, you were hir everything! Shi NEEDED to please you! Shi moaned blissfully as shi felt that muzzle pushing out of hir big fat vag, hir shorts starting to reach their limit as shi birthed hirself, another massively endowed mouseherm pushing out, causing her to moan in ecstasy and tug you tight against hir tits and crotch bulge, until finally the pressure of a whole other adult mousegrrl coming out forced hir jeans to explode, and hir twin fell to the floor in a sloppy mess of femcum! Yes, more was good... More of hir meant more pleasing YOU!

Balros
's ears fluttered as your voice finally took that last ascend to sweet and airy, dripping with the blatant lust you displayed for him. He squeeped as your tits suddenly shoved forward, sending the fabrics scattering to the floor, and tearing through your own, fat and full and too perfect by half. He couldn't escape fast enough, squeezed in your grip and STUFFED against your rapidly improving beauty, his bulging lap jammed against your even bigger bulge. He sunk against your softness and curves, wriggling and fidgeting, feeling you just smoosh more, and more, and more against him. The bulge of your belly tucking against his tummy.... then descending as a whole other you unloaded out onto the floor. Your pants tore free and smothered your huge sheath against him, heavy warm mouseballs smooshing to his legs. His own pants popped and bulged to pieces due to his arousal, soon he was frotting, rubbing, humping against the silky softness of your furry sheath and balls, chitterwhimpering up at you between your tits. Already he was feeling your belly rising again, and your clone stood too, wobbling, moaning....