Mom suddenly grew a cock

"Say, Lindsay, how many days can I stay home sick without Ron coming to annoy the hell out of me or call me until my phone vibrates itself off a cliff?"

Pacing back and forth in her empty room, Luise sighed heavily, hands twirling on one of those old phones still attached to the wall, the ones with the cable, a relic of the past she hadn't found a good enough reason to part with. On the other end of the line her coworker paused, typing on the keyboard loudly enough that the lizard could hear the one squeaky key through the landline.

"You have about four days of sick leave to spend all at once. Any more and you get dangerously close to the sales department's Q3 deadlines and then he's going to be so nervous and worried he'll deny bathroom breaks to the Whole floor to make the quarter goals."

"So as long as I return in four days I'll be fine?" She stopped pacing, hopeful.

"Should be. Do I need to put you on sick leave then?"

"If it's not too much of a bother. I'll owe you one." She hung up the call soon after and sighed with relief for about half a second before she once again looked down and groaned. "Now what the hell am I supposed to do with you, you naughty brat?"

Her cock stared back at her, mottled, flared wide enough to be as wide as a dinner plate, cum pipe oozing constantly, so fat and heavy it wobbled with each weak throb, barely catching itself when the muscles keeping it stiff flexed and put it upright again, aimed straight at her muzzle and between her bare tits. Now, that wasn't the biggest cock she'd had to deal with in her life, her late husband had been rather hung as well. The problem was that she didn't have a cock, or rather, that she shouldn't have one.

She had gone to bed as usual, nothing special about the same routine she'd carried out since her son had left the house to go to college several hundred miles away, fell asleep, had the most wonderful dream of the night she met her husband and fell to his charms as well as to the shockingly fat bulge in his trousers and got rutted in the changing room of the bar his band was playing in that night. She dreamt of how she'd tore open his zipper with her teeth alone, buried her nose in one leg of his boxers and sniffed her way to orgasm on the floor as his bandmates prepared for the show and proceeded to blow him twice after the evening was over.

Such a sweet dream had made her get up so that she could choose one of the many dildos and vibrators she had on the shelf in her bedroom, only to be shocked and surprised as she found herself armed with a third leg and sitting in a bed soaked with cum all the way through. It was big, no, it was huge, a wonderfully fat thirty nine inches long, five in diameter, towering over a pair of nuts that she felt tug her whole body down as they rested firmly between her knees. Walking with those had been hard, but she couldn’t not pace when she was on the phone, but not as hard as trying to keep the constant spurts of precum from landing on stuff she didn’t want covered in ropes of batter.

The cock stared back at her with indifference for her plight and the eagerness her husband had whenever she pulled her panties aside or flashed her from the front of the crowd at his concerts back in the day. And the smell… It had been years since she’d gotten a whiff that strong, that close and had no chance to indulge since she had to figure out exactly why she had a cock thicker than her arms and balls the size of watermelons stashed between her legs.

“Doctor Belle? Yeah, it’s Luise Bryce, yeah… uh-huh, yes, I have something of an emergency here that needs urgent help. No, I’m not sick… I don’t think so… no I am not dying or bleeding out.” She paused. “Listen, I have no clue how to explain this so I’ll just come in within the next half an hour.” Luise hung up, cutting the doctor off before she could get any more useless and irrelevant questions that wouldn’t help at all in her current situation.

The motherly lizard then took some time after the call to make sure she had the sick days to deal with this whole mess to… explore herself, to check that nothing else had happened and, to her relief, she was mostly the same. Sure, her tits were bigger but that was hardly as big a problem as nearly forty inches of cock jutting from her crotch, and sure, her pussy was on fire from the stench wafting into her nares, and sure, she was salivating and leaking pussy juice like crazy, but the rest of her was fine. No extra arms, tails, still the same old muzzle, scales and digitigrade feet. A small win, for sure. Still, the problem vastly overshadowed the couple extra cup sizes and several pounds of tits she’d gained. How she hadn’t fallen on the ground from the sheer mass of stuff bolted to her front was a mystery she did not wish to solve quite as urgently as the reason she was in such a predicament in the first place.

Of course, the first thing she'd done after waking up was testing if the thing were real and not just another lewd dream she was so deeply lost within that she couldn't distinguish it from reality. To her dismay, the feeling of warm, slick flesh under her palms, the fat girth swelling in her grasp with each pump of her nuts, the stench of sweaty dick after a night spent stewing in precum, the taste of it… How could a woman who hadn't had proper sex in years not shove such a wonderfully ripe piece of man-meat straight down her gullet and savour every inch of it?

She wasn't as young as she used to be, but even being over forty wasn't going to stop her from throating as much of herself as she could. Inches disappeared into her gullet, barely five, her skills gone in the dry spell that had lasted far too long. That didn't bother her at all: it wasn't someone else's cock that she was moaning and slobbering over, it was hers that her tongue danced upon, scraping wads of spent pre mixed with salty sweat, it was her flesh that she pressed her nose against and sniffed with all her might, hers the cum pipe she stuffed two fingers in to test its stretchiness, hers the heft weighing down on her slickened tits. And it wasn't as if she had some experience with the pleasures of having a cock: sure, she'd sucked her husband's thousands of times and dozens more before she met him, but she wasn't prepared for the feeling of her own jumping in her hands, twitching and throbbing and gushing at every little touch. Somehow she'd thought that men were in full control of their dicks, now she knew that it was the complete opposite: the damned thing had a mind of its own worse than her ravenous pussy during heat. At least that one had a singular desire and was easily concealed, this massive slab could not be tamed at all!

Luise sucked and licked, sniffed and slobbered, kissed, made out, huffed, stroked, rubbed, tugged, spanked and hugged every inch of her towering spire as the precum around her soaked even further into the mattress and the size of her nuts grew and grew and grew and grew. Hardly had half an hour passed that her lonely bedroom, so prim and proper, now smelled like her old college dorm room after she'd volunteered as cumdump for her husband's band for a whole day. It was a glorious stench: Youth, sex, cum, cock, pussy and sweat all mixing in a maddening concoction of raunchiness she had so very dearly missed.

The woman came straight against her face, unprepared for the blast that slapped her face worse than that time her son launched a water balloon at her with a homemade trebuchet as a prank, yet it did not make her any less horny than before. She took it in stride, opening her mouth, taking each pint-sized spurt in, hopelessly unable to drink even a tenth of her output as the rest splattered on her linen bedsheets, ruining the pillowcases and the very, very, very expensive foam mattress with lumbar support she'd just bought to spoil herself. Her balls churned like roaring tigers, clenching so hard she felt them shrink between her legs time and time again.

She slipped out of the bed, not metaphorically, since everything had gotten so slick and wet that she actually fell face first in a puddle of cum at the foot of the bed without hurting herself too much, wounding only pride, then took the coldest shower she'd ever taken in her life to fully wake herself up and to calm down the still raging erection wobbling before her. It worked for about the time it took her to warm back up and then she was once again hard, leaking up and somehow muskier than before. Much, much, much muskier. After calming herself down just enough that she was no longer feeling the spongy flare bap her snout over and over with each flex, she did her best to keep her hands off the damned thing and avoid getting another erection. She put on her comfiest of pants, which were still woefully too small to hide anything, not to mention she had no panties that fit. Groaning and biting her lips, Luise stepped out of the house, the outline of her shaft visible down one pant leg since the slab of cockflesh did not shrink below ten inches no matter how much she waited or begged it to, not to mention her balls. Within ten seconds the constant leaking had soaked through and made her pants see-through.

Fortunately for her, she had a car and did not need to take a bus, so she could blast some music to distract herself while driving to the doctor. Unfortunately for her, she couldn't fit those orbs between her thighs or under the seat, so she had to keep them on her lap, resigned to feel them churn, slosh, gurgle and grow heavier by the moment as the heat they gave off forced her to turn on the ac in the car. Even then, the musk circulated around the vehicle, quickly bringing her to another erection, one that snuck inside her shirt, up her belly, between her tits and under her chin, still oozing and spurting wads of pre. All that cock stench, all that moving and sloshing, all that mass made her driving somewhat chaotic, just enough to attract a police officer’s attention.

“Good morning, I’m officer Hopps.” She said and flashed her badge. “Ma’am, it is only nine in the morning. Are you drunk or is there another reason you’re swerving and stopping often?” The officer was a stocky rabbit short enough that she’d stare at Luise’s tits had she been standing. She stood still outside Luise’s car and sniffed the air. “What… ma’am are you high?”

“No, officer, I’m just…” She blushed heavily and attempted to pretend the mass of unruly cock stuffed between her breasts wasn’t actually there. The rabbit motioned for her to lower the window and, as soon as she did, a wave of musk wafted out and hit her square in the snout. “It’s a medical emergency.” There was no way the rabbit didn’t notice the slab of cock that went all the way up to her chin, wider than her palms and very much in the process of belching wad after wad of pre and coating her tits in the stuff to the point the shirt was see-through. Thankfully she’d worn a bra, even if it was awfully tight and made her tits balloon to the sides, under and over.

“Uhm… Uhhhh…” The cop gulped. “Please get out and… put your hands on the… hands on the car, spread your legs…”

Groaning, Luise opened the door and got out, shimmying her way around the steering wheel and, as per the orders, spread her legs, touched the roof of the car and waited. The rabbit cop quickly got to the frisking part, skipping every other procedure she might've had to conduct. It wasn't even a proper patting down: her hands left 90% of her body untouched and focused far too much on the front of Luise's body. The lizard bit her lips, trying her best to keep her libido in check as the rabbit basically jacked her off through the clothes, her hands sneaking in her pants, touching, teasing the fat sack inside, they lifted her shirt and roamed across the turgid pole of her cock, cupped her heavy tits, pinched her nipples and palmed her ungodly wide flare as the whole of her shirt quickly soaked with pre.

Officer Hopps was grabby, handsy, heavy-handed in her frisking so much so that Luise immediately lost any worry about actually getting a ticket and began to ponder if this was an unlawful stop. Then the rabbit gave her flare another squeeze and stuffed a couple fingers down her cum pipe, dispelling any thought other than getting even more thoroughly pat down.

"T-t-turn around ma'am…" The police officer gulped excessively loudly. "You have a concealed weapon and… I... uhm… I need to see a p-p-permit…"

Luise felt somewhat giddy and excited: all that groping, teasing, squeezing had made her get even hornier than she was before, her sack downright growling and her cock jumping in its ineffective prison with even more unrestrained joy. She did as she was asked, slowly turning, lips pursed, arms spread wide. Officer Hopps huffed and ripped her shirt open, all the buttons popping onto the asphalt and then pulled down the lizard's pants. Her bra was soaked and struggling to keep a pair of LLL breasts contained. When the officer pushed, paws sank into that mass of titflesh just a bit too much: all that tit had to go somewhere and all the real estate had been claimed, which meant that there was one direction to take. With a loud snap the bra exploded, flying off her chest in a blur of beige fabric and landed on a billboard on the other side of the highway. Left basically naked and hard, Luise let out a soft moan and whimper of lust while the rabbit just stared at the mass of cock before her, a pillar crowned by the two mountains of tit before the throbbing freed it from their soft, silken prison. It flopped forward and slapped the rabbit square in the muzzle, leaving a thick smear of cocksweat onto that pristine grey fur. The rabbit licked the smear and gulped.

"I-indeed… you seem to be carrying a-an il-illegal weapon of m-m-mass destruction." She cupped Luise's balls with her gloved hands. "A-a-and two unregistered bombs…"

The hermified lizard wasn't sure whether this was dirty talk or the police officer had been hit hard on the head because nothing made any sense whatsoever. However, she wasn't going to complain if the rabbit decided to keep frisking her. Officer Hopps nodded to herself and grabbed Luise's mammoth spire, gloves keeping fur and flesh separate but hardly protecting from the stiffness of such an ungodly slab of dick or its heat and smell. The rabbit's nose was twitching madly as she sniffed and inhaled from a 'safe' distance, examining each inch of the 'suspect', her ears perked up to pick up any and all cars coming their way.

"I need to do, uhm, a thorough search… yes..." Hopps gulped and knelt before Luise, cupping her sack and cradling it like a baby, if a baby weighted two dozen pounds and was slick with sweat, stained with spent cum and gurgling loudly.

"Could we hurry… up? I have a doctor's appointment." While Luise wanted to keep going but she was already late and didn't want to speed and get stopped a second time. “A matter of urgency… you see.”

"Shhhhh." The officer shushed her as she made sure to sniff all over her balls, then lick them to a shine as her uniform was dirtied by the sporadic rain of precum gushing from Luise's cockhead. As she was moving up, nearly worshipping her way to the flare, Hopps received a call from her radio.

"All units on hand, we have a medical Emergency across the city… I repeat: all units return to the respective stations for briefing. any female officer displaying any…" the voice on the other end stopped mid-announcement. "…uhm how do I even say this on a damn city-wide Emergency communication?" There was frustration and urgency that Luise picked up rather clearly but the rabbit toying with her cockflesh hadn't. "Ok, listen up: if any female officer has grown a cock overnight, come to the central station for medical checks. All male officers are to report to Central ASAP." Another pause and another voiced took over. "We have no clue what is happening but most of the female population woke up with cocks and it is freaking weird. Get your asses here and let those with their junk still how it was yesterday manage the situation."

Officer Hopps did not seem to care much about the urgent message, choosing instead to keep slobbering over Luise's cock, now halfway to the top. Luise huffed, tempted to allow her to keep going, to keep feeling that eager tongue slather her pole with saliva and massage her balls but instead she pushed the cop away, much to her groin's displeasure.

"Ma'am… you have to go?" She hesitated. Why interrupt this now? It was so wonderful to have her cock polished in public, such a rush, such fun, so wrong. Surely the city had enough manpower to be able to deal with the absence of one tiny cock-obsessed rabbit… “The… the radio.”

"Do I really have to?" The rabbit did not seem interested in obeying her superiors' orders but seeing that the car was blasting more and more communications and the radio crackled endlessly with acknowledgements, she rolled her eyes. "Here's my contact card." She slid a slip of paper over to Luise and grabbed one last handful of dick before turning around and rushing to her station, sirens in full swing.

Alone, cock out, balls swaying in the wind while on the Highway, Luise watched a couple of cars come towards her, slow down, stop, take pictures and then go their way, reminding her of her own Emergency. She discarded her pants since they'd been touching the ground and had soaked into a puddle of pre she'd leaked, making them useless, even more so than before. Her balls sloshed comfortably in her lap, her cock just about restrained by the safety belt, not-so-firmly held in place between her tits, flare under her chin, occasionally splashing her neckline with pre.

Ten or so minutes later she had reached the doctor’s office where she saw a rather alarming number of cars parked in haphazard ways all over the street. This was just a small clinic, she couldn’t imagine just what sort of chaos was plaguing the bigger hospitals and emergency clinics in other parts of the city. And, if that wasn’t enough, trails of precum and cum were all over the parking lot, emerging from cars and heading towards the entrance. The inside of the clinic was even worse: at least a dozen women were sitting in chairs, uncomfortably so as they attempted and failed to account for massive cocks, pendulous balls and their heft. A thick stench of cock, cum and pussy plagued the air, wonderfully potent, mind-numbingly enticing so much so that even Luise herself had to stop in her tracks, take a whiff and whimper as her shaft throbbed, stiff as steel, then came a little.

Fat ropes of spunk, barely comparable to the orgasm she’d had in bed earlier that morning, arched from her flare, through the air and onto the front desk, hitting the receptionist square in the snout. Not unlike a domino being set off, after Luise the other women began to cum as well, some hands-free, some unable to keep them off their huge tits or thick spires twitched and begged to be touched, stroked, squeezed and tugged. Some writhed in their chairs, some were trembling so quickly they were still, some were doing their damned best to hump the air and spread their loads everywhere they could, some instead attempted to plug the floods with their mouths, cheeks and noses gushing with cum when the pressure inside grew too much. And further back, some were fucking each other, legs in the air, panties discarded, bras torn, cocks plunging into slick pussies and fat asses over and over.

“Hey Ellie… uhm… how are things going?” Luise rushed to the desk and handed the elk receptionist a tissue and then decided otherwise, seeing that every bit of the poor woman behind the screen was soaked in cum, from head to toe.

“Well, I’m sure you can imagine how.” She sighed. “However, you know I am an optimist so I can’t really complain. And I’d be lying if I said I didn’t like how things will go later on.” The elk stood up and showed Luise a rather hefty looking cock covered in nut and currently spurting wads of seed. “Got a bad boy of my own.” Ellie chuckled. “My husband will love this thing once he comes home from his shift, he’s always asking me to peg him till his legs give out and now I can finally get to feel his ass will be around a proper cock.” Luise huffed and held back a moan. “So, don’t worry, just stay calm, Doc said that this, while odd and somewhat sudden, doesn’t seem to be dangerous at all. I mean if you don’t count spending so much time wanking that you get dehydrated.”

“That is, uhm, that is fine and all but can I see her anyway?”

Ellie nodded and pushed a couple buttons, opening the door and allowing only Luise to get in. The rest of the patients didn’t seem too interested, or able, to get up and get themselves checked out, which was both good and bad, though it didn’t stop the lizard from rushing and nearly throwing herself into the doctor’s office.

“Morning Luise, I assume you are here today with a sudden case of ‘I have grown a cock overnight and now I am super duper horny’?” Sitting before her, currently removing the biggest full condom Luise had ever seen and tossing it on a pile of similarly huge and filled ones behind her, was her favourite gryphoness ever. Mostly naked save for the white coat, the doctor was calm and collected as always.

“Good morning Nia and yes, that is very much the case.” Luise sat down, carefully moving around her balls and cock while the gryphoness casually put another condom on from a pile of XXXL ones resting in a bowl that only last week had candies and breath mints. The lizard made sure to stare at every movement of the doctor’s cock and the way she put on the condom, occasionally looking at the bare tits caked in seed and the cumstained uniform. “How are you holding up?”

“That should be my question.” Nia chuckled. “I am doing fine. Luckily I had one of these annoying pricks long before today so I am rather used to some of the challenges but the fact that none of you are able to handle even one little erection is throwing me out of the loop.” She got up, knotted, barbed shaft swaying in the thick air laden with sweat and musk. “I have no clue why this is happening but I am thoroughly enjoying it for the time being: dozens of needy girls rushing to me, begging to help them get off…”

“I bet you have had fun.” Luise smiled.

“Milked roughly twenty people since I came here three hours ago. Could be worse.” Nia motioned for the lizard to sit on the very sweaty and slick patient bed in the room, which she quickly did, spreading her legs so that the gryphoness could do her thing. “Feeling light-headed? Nausea? Sudden urge to stuff your cock down the throat of the first thing that moves?”

“No, no and god yes.” She answered truthfully as Nia cupped her balls and gave them a look over, then moved up to her cock with a measuring tape, taking all the data of her patient’s ailment, occasionally wiping some of the pre that spilled over her beak and also accidentally brushing her beak over that fat pole of cockflesh, not so subtly sniffing it. “Is this permanent?”

“I hope so! I have been a herm all my life and it was fine, but if it is permanent we’ll see a crapton of fun new laws and changes all over the place!” Nia made the lizard get up and put a condom over her cock before bringing a scale and putting Luise’s balls on it. “Relaxed nudity laws, cheaper condoms, less concern if someone accidentally pops a boner in public so stiff they rip their clothes, possibly even no more ban on public wanking and sex.” The scales read at ten pounds per nut.

“Why do you say that? Surely it won’t be so easy to change all those laws.”

“Girl, have you seen the chaos out there? We have a lady mayor and I’d bet my whole condom stash she’s got a fat cock of her own now along with sixty percent of her office and the politician of the city. By tomorrow she’ll have passed some law to make sure she can’t be fired if she accidentally whips out her dick mid-meeting or asks an intern to blow her as she gives a speech.” Nia played with the lizard’s sack for a bit, watching it jostle and slosh, rubbing her beak and nares over its sweaty scales and licking it from time to time. “Nice balls, by the way. Real heavy hitters.”

“Th-thank you?” Luise was a bit confused. “They are sloshing all the time, is that normal?” She asked, but Nia didn’t hear that part, or ignored it.

“Even if the mayor was spared, most of the female population is now a herm and let me tell you, you’re in for a wonderful experience: herms are always horny, always in need to fuck and adore to show off. Only reason why we don’t jack off in public all the time is because there’s so few of us. Not anymore! From what I heard from the radio and the tv broadcast we can expect sixty to seventy percent of all the ladies suddenly sporting nice hard-ons. That is what… half a million people? Three quarters of a million? This is a small city but it’s still too many to not take that into account.” The gryphoness smiled and removed the condom she’d already filled to the brim. “Anyway, your vitals are fine, nothing odd besides a wonderful thirty inch cock and fat nuts. Careful of taking baths or you risk knocking yourself up.” Luise’s shaft throbbed hard at the thought. “See? Horny bastards, we are.”

“So how do I handle this… problem?” Luise was already struggling not to put her hands over her cock and jacking herself then and there or throwing her mouth around the doctor’s juicy, ripe, oozing shaft and throating it till the knot popped behind her lips and sealed her fate for the next few hours. “Is there like a pill? Maybe some cold compress?”

“Nah, one way to get a boner down is either pray to a god to intervene or nut enough that it does go down… until you’re horny again and then it’s back to square one. Trust me, I am speaking from experience.” Nia chuckled again and then stopped. She put a clawed talon over her beak, tapped it a few times and smiled. As Luise watched, the gryphoness turned around then lifted both coat and tailfeathers, in that order. “Since we’ve been friends since your husband and I were bandmates, I’ll give you some extra help.” She spread her cheeks nice and wide. “Stuff that cock up my ass and cum a couple times, should help…..!!!!”

Not more than a second had passed when Luise got down from the bed, knelt behind Nia and shoved her muzzle against the gryphon’s ungodly soft and fat donut, the flesh basically sinking around her snout as she pushed and huffed. Nia had been sitting a lot, so her rump was warm and slightly sweaty, her pucker tender, soft and apparently already lubed. On the chair Luise noticed a dildo standing proud, slick with fluids and drooling faux-cum from the functional cum pipe. It was a huge cock, massive, thick and heavy from the looks of it, its shape excessively exotic with bulbs, ridges and nubs galore, most of it eclipsed by the spilled synthetic cum.

“Hey, I know my ass is good and all but I do have patients, ok?” The gryphoness warbled softly and pulled Luise up, backing up as she expertly lined up the lizard’s stiff cock with her backside and let it sink inside.

“OHHhahhahhhheavenssss!!” Luise felt something warm and wet suddenly surround her flesh. She’d just jerked off once that morning and now, barely one and a half hours after waking up with a dick between her legs, she was already losing her virginity inside an old friend’s rump right where said friend visited her patients. “MHhhhahaa…”

It was like shoving her fingers inside a glove, a slick glove that was warm and massaged her… just like that time she found her son’s pneumatic masturbator while cleaning his bedroom and accidentally turned it on . Only this was real flesh, hot flesh, squirming and hungry flesh. From flare to sheath she’d hilted herself in one go, proving that the gryphoness was prepared at any time of the day to bend down for her clients. Every last one of her thirty nine inches was buried deep inside her backside, caressed and tended to. Luise almost didn’t want to move at all and just bask in the perfection that was her friend’s ass. Was this how men felt?

“Alright, that’s one. Now, get those hips moving.” Nia waited for a moment for Luise to get used to the whole losing her virginity affair and immediately went to work.

Luise suddenly felt her cock slide out of that warm hole, but only for a second as the gryphoness hilted herself once again a second later.The fact that Luise was able to see her own cock through the gryphoness' belly from behind was even more arousing than being able to have sex as a male could for the first time, not only with someone whose ass was so sloppy and trained she could slide in and out with ease, but with someone she'd known for years. To be able to fuck a friend… that was so arousing. She almost understood why all of her college friend wanted to fuck her all the damn time.

Her cock throbbed madly inside that slick hole, her tits pressed tighly against Nia's back, her nipples digging into her fur as her shaft dug into her backside, her hands exploring, groping, squeezing, tugging and playing with the avian's soft, feathered, heavy breasts. The pleasure was mind-melting, so much better than using her hands, so much more tiring too, her hips quickly growing sore and fatigued. Luise wasn't used to fucking, she didn't have the stamina to do things on the other side and she definitely didn't want to train in that moment, not when she had things to do, not when she had places to be and when her cock was feeling so good. Her balls and Nia's slapped together, the impacts making them clap time and time again, each impact causing moans to echo from her mouth and Nia's beak, their tits unrestrained, their sweat pouring down their bodies into a puddle of precum that had spilled from the gryphoness' wildly flayling cock.

"MHhahaaffffffuck!!" Luise leaned forward, pushing Nia onto the desk, spread her legs and picked up the pace like that time her first boyfriend got too into it and slammed her into the desk in his father's study room and made her cum so hard she squirted all over the expensive carpet on the floor. "C-c-can I cum inside?"

"Girl, if you don't you're licking the spunk off my floor." Nia grinned and flexed her rump, squeezing it, her shaft bobbing up and down, firing ropes of pre all over the place with clear disregard for the rule she'd just imposed upon the lizard. "Come on, fill me up!" She howled, grabbing her own tits around her shaft, titfucking herself while her friend sped up even more in the rush of excitement and pleasure.

The clapping of their hips and balls, the slick sounds of cock rearranging guts, faster, faster. Teeth clenched, rumps flexed, cock surged with hot blood as Luise came hard, her sack pulled up so taut it almost looked like it'd fused with her groin, taint bloated as great gouts of cum flooded her friend's ass as deep as she could go, shot after shot after shot, so much spilled inside that a paunch began to grow and show the sheer size of the lizard's orgasm, some trickling down onto her sack and down on the floor. Nia screeched and joined Luise soon after, several seconds later, her shaft blasting ropes of seed so far and so hard they splattered on the rows of books at the other end of the visiting room, hitting the certificates she'd hung there. Despite having started later, she finished before Luise, fifteen seconds earlier to be exact, leaving her panting and heaving even when the other herm kept on pouring pints of seed into her guts and making her belly swell bigger.

"G-get the dildo…" Nia scooted over and pointed at the dildo on the chair, which Luise grabbed with her tail and, understanding the plight of a freshly creampied woman, shoved that thing in the gryphoness' rump the second she pulled hers out. Nia yelped, her poor donut abused so lovingly after having been filled to the brim and then some, her rim sealed around a hefty knot. A trickle of cum spilled between their legs and spread, but most of the sloshing lizard spunk was contained. "OOhhh damn you cum a lot."

"S-seems like it." Luise leaned back and sat on the stretcher, her cock softening and leaking some more cum for good measure, her sweaty ass leaving a print on the medical mattress. "This is the second load of the day, by the by."

"Heavens… seems like you'll be on the upper end of herm semen production then." Nia fanned herself with a stack of lightly cummed-on papers as she made sure the dildo in her rump was safely secured and not in danger of slipping out of her at random. "Which reminds me that it is my duty as a doctor to inform you of the finer details of having a cock, balls and a pussy." She motioned for Luise to sit down, but she already saw to that. "First of all: you can get yourself pregnant if you're not careful. You have all the junk and…" She licked a wad of cum that had been spilled on her ass. "... you do taste very virile, which makes you more likely to knock yourself up. Before you ask, no, there are no health risks or genetic defects, herms are special that way, but your clutch will be bigger on average. Herm population is so low there is an evolutionary drive to be more fertile, virile and such. I read in my books that there used to be entire enclaves of herms that only practiced self-impregnation. That's something for another time." The gryphoness knelt and examined her friend's sack now that it'd been freshly squeezed of cum, using a small scale to weight it. "So after two orgasms your balls weigh… ten... fifteen pounds each, a bit on the higher side of things indeed, no wonder you're cumming gallons."

"Fifteen pounds???" Luise was as shocked as one could be. "That's insane!"

"More than growing a cock overnight? You are definitely in the top percentile but nothing I've never seen. Biggest gal I've seen was twenty five pounds per nut and, let me tell you, her loads were bathtub filling." Both of them stifled a moan at those words, cocks stiffening almost immediately as the image of tubs full of warm, fragrant, womb-stuffing cum appeared in their minds. "Your cock is well over thirty inches long, basically forty inches. Again, top percentile in terms of size." She pressed her beak to the slab of horsecock and sniffed so hard the shaft wobbled towards her. "Reeks like a proper cock too."

"I-is that a medical thing too?"

"No I just like the smell of a cock that's freshly been in my ass." She chuckled. "Not joking, a potent cock musk is as good as a business card in our circles. You could pull off some real fun stuff by wagging this beast in front of the right sluts." Nia got up with some effort, patting her cum gut as she pulled a string and revealed a chart full of numbers, cock sizes, diagrams of herms of all sizes, ages and species that was as big as the wall it was hung on. "So, you're right there, top right." With a pointer she highlighted a section well above the bulk of herms. "Thanks to this very comprehensive chart I made, you will have an average orgasm volume of six to ten gallons, let's say… eigth times a day to stay on par with semen production because we, unlike men, don't recycle sperm, it just stays there until you nut it out or put it to good use. I'll have to do some tests but the average sperm count for a herm is five hundred million per mL, but some go in the billions. Again, all to make up for low population levels." Luise was growing horny again at the prospect of cumming enough to shower herself with on the daily, not to mention that she could easily go for eight orgasms a day… which explained why she'd nutted so hard twice and still felt so very backed up.

"Anything else I need to know?" She gulped. "Medical conditions? Diseases?"

"Nothing that the general population doesn't see on average." Nia was quick to reassure her fears. "That aside, you'll have higher libido, less restraint until you learn to manage your cock so expect random boners at any time of day regardless of where you are and urges to fap whenever you get one. Considering our situation I'd say you won't have to worry about that."

"Yeah you did… uhm… you did say there would be more liberal laws if the situation is permanent." The lizardwoman was blushing as she caught herself idly stroking her erection while she was talking, not even having realised that she'd wrapped her hands around her shaft mid-conversation.

"Definitely. With tens, hundreds of thousands, millions of new herms all experiencing sudden arousal anywhere, needing to cum half a dozen times a day, utterly enslaved to their urges... If you think there won't be laws put in place to allow anyone to jack off in public or to fund public glory holes or whatever, well, you clearly don't know what kind of pull being a horny herm can have on the right people. As I said before, whip your cock on the right snout and you'll get just about anything you wish.

"That sounds very enticing…" Luise got up and found that what was left of her clothes were soaked with cum, her shirt see-through and showing a fairly stiff and perk pair of motherly nipples, defying gravity despite their age. "And now I am half naked, I smell like I've spent days inside a locker room and have nothing to change into."

"Then don't! I'm sure cops will have bigger things to deal with than arresting a woman for public indecency with all the chaos going on." Nia licked her beak while she gave her friend a rather sizeable amount of condoms. "Go get yourself some pants. Take these with you, wrap yourself and anyone you're going to have sex with if you don't want to get pregnant within the day. They are XXL so they might be a tad tight but it's better than nothing."

Luise took the advice to heart, and the condoms too, walking out of the visiting room with her lower half still very much leaking up a lot of batter onto her feet as she walked about, trying to ignore the moans and grunts and sounds of sloppy blowjobs and raunchy sex all around her as patients were overcome by their new urges. She rushed out and got in the car, avoiding a trio of rutting ferrets that had decided to make the parking lot the perfect spot to mount each other. As soon as she was in her car, she pushed the ac button and blasted herself with cold air, aiming it at her crotch in an attempt to cool it and herself down, which only made the musk waft all over and tickle her sack just enough to make herself bite a lip and grow a tad hard. As a responsible driver, the lizard took a condom and wrapped her cockhead, finding that she could do little more than pull the latex sheath over her flare and hope it'd not get too full too fast, then shoved it between her tits and pulled the safety belt, securing it in her cleavage.

The car sputtered to life and she pushed the gas pedal, slowly driving away from the clinic as more approached it. There was some traffic, but far less than normal and she had no need to imagine why since vehicles parked everywhere had their occupants busy jacking off, fucking and more than often, leaking white goo from the gaps under doors. It truly was chaos, but a sort of enjoyable chaos, a shared confusion that resembled a dream no one could wake up from. Sidewalks were full of half-clothed herms with fat bulges sneaking down pant legs, skirt lifted up by unrelenting boners of all shapes and sizes, panties tucked aside, tits free and often leaking milk, bare pussies flashed to whoever was behind and more than a few leaking cum between their owners' legs. Luise did her best to ignore all of it but there was just no way, had it been a hundred people she might've managed to keep her eyes focused on the road, but there were thousands upon thousands, entire roads filled by rutting bodies and confused women barely able to make a few steps without shoving their cocks in their own mouths or seeking someone who would.

Her own shaft wasn't easy to forget about either: the condom simply kept on growing bigger and fuller, the balloon of pre was soon so big she had to stop and change it, tossing it on the floor of the passenger's side. It didn't help that she was effectively giving herself a constant titjob, her huge breasts bouncing around a good third of her length, caressing it with their softness and plumpness, coaxing more and more pre out of her thigh-spreading nuts. The next condom suffered a similar fate, then the next and the next until she realised she'd run out of them long before reaching her destination, forcing herself to take drastic measures.

"Oh heavens…" The lizard gulped, craning her neck just enough to wrap her lips around her huge flare and began sucking herself as she drove, her size making it awfully easy for her to just do that even while driving. Sure, she had to stop often to look up and avoid hitting shambling hordes of horny herms or cars forgotten in the middle of the road, and whenever she stopped swallowing, the pre would splatter against her chin and neck, oozing down and turning the already see-through shirt into a soggy mass of threads and quickly disintegrating cloth. "Ugh, this was a good shirt too. Shame on me for not being smart enough…" Luise shook her head, swallowing a mouthful of cum she'd just collected while avoiding three slow cars in front of her as a pothole made her tits sway hard enough to rip through the poor thing, nearly freeing her cock as well, had the shaft not been firmly buried inside her cleavage. "Mhhh…" She felt the gooey pre slide down her gullet, filling her stomach alongside her morning load and the pints she'd surely drank since giving up on the condom strategy. "She said I'd have to cum eight times a day, but never mentioned anything about the constant leaking…" Groaning with defeat, she opened the door and emerged from the car, balls plapping between her thighs, emergency cash in hand and determination in her eyes.

Her feet led her to a sports shop, the trendy kind that her son liked to go to for his supplies, which she was more than sure would have big, comfy, stretchy and supportive clothes she could buy. In her possession she had less than a hundred bucks, but a pair of pants surely cost less than that and if not, a good few pairs of underwear would hopefully do the trick. The clerk was clearly someone in her same condition, a college-age-looking goat who was very obviously extremely busy milking herself into a bucket as her stiff cock bounced all over the place with each tug of her tits. A tag hung on her neck that read Kelly and proved that she indeed worked there.

"Uhm... hello?" She asked, making sure she'd not startle the clerk too badly. The poor employee looked up and blushed heavily, standing up to greet her and almost kicking the bucket of milk with a hoof in the process. "Hey, don't rush, it's ok, we're all… in a bad spot." The goat took a deep breath and wiped some milk droplets from her FFF cleavage and attempted to put on her best business smile. "You're working? With all this going on?"

"S-sadly yes but my manager's uhm she's sick too and left me to hold the fort, so to speak." The mere act of talking caused the goat's tits to sway and wobble, her teats leaking milk every second, most of it dripping on the floor, some in the bucket. "Is there… anything you need, ma'am?" Her eyes scanned Luise and inevitably fell onto the lizard's heavenly cock and her watermelon-sized nads, prompting the goat to gulp and bleat under her breath.

"I need something for all of this…" She pointed at her freely swinging junk, a motion that in turn made said junk sway gently like a flag in the wind. "Something stretchy and durable if possible." Luise was blushing a bit while the employee stared at her junk, her cock throbbing in appreciation as it belched ropes of pre left and right. "D-do you have gym shorts? Underwear? I might need to try them on."

Gulping as if she was a thirsty traveller laying eyes upon a fountain, Kelly mustered the willpower to look away and lead Luise to the other side of the store where a vast array of sweatpants, gym shorts and all sorts of clothes were hung in rows sorted by type and colour. There was hardly anything not black, white, with stripes or in some shockingly bright colour, but the situation was what it was and Luise had to get something to cover her nakedness, or at the very least keep her balls from plapping and swaying too wildly. She chose a pair of stretchy-looking shorts at first, but they quickly proved to be woefully inadequate as they failed to stretch over her sack, forcing her to pick something three sizes above and still find it too tight. Only the biggest pair of shorts managed to do the job, but made her look like she was back in her twenties and her mind rejected the notion altogether.

After that she tried on longer pants, stretchier, in neon-pink, blue with all sorts of gauche images, brands she'd never heard of as the pile of clothes grew bigger. A side effect of all those changes of outfit was that her balls left huge sweatprints all over their fabric, likely rendering them unsellable now that they reeked like middle-aged lizard herm nuts, but she realised that far too late and roughly fifteen pairs of pants in. Her cock hadn't gone soft enough to fit inside which spared her from ruining them even more but all the rubbing had made it grow harder and stiffer, if that was even possible. After half an hour she settled on the best thing they had: bland grey sweatpants that cupped her sack like gloved hands and stretched over it in just the right way, but no bra or shirt could fit over her tits no matter how much she stretched their fabric. Apparently sport clothes weren't meant for women who had tits so big they could smother someone to death, which made sense since Kelly hadn't gotten anything to cover herself. The only thing that might've fit was a crop top but on her it looked more like someone had cut ninety percent off a regular shirt and put it on her.

"How... how much is this?" She pointed at the clothes on her body, namely the one pair of sweatpants alone, the extra pair in hand and the scandalously large pile of sweat-stained clothes at her feet. "I-I can leave and go home, get the cash to pay for all these… if I have to." Luise hoped she'd not need to, since there were hundreds of bucks' Worth of items. The goat lifted up a pair of shorts and, without shame, buried her snout inside and sniffed.

"Mhhhh!" It was clear that the goat had been meaning to do that for a long while, her own cock stiff, bouncing madly as it slapped her tits until it surged with hot blood and began firing ropes of thick spunk just about everywhere for close to a full minute, bleating and grunting as loud as she could, before the realisation of her actions set in. Kelly blushed so hard she might've caught fire, covering her face in shame, still leaking cock bouncing in front, milky tits spraying milk everywhere while she manned the register and rang up the order. "J-j-just the pants…" The total came up on the display. "Fifty in total, ma'aaaaaaammmmm…" With another bleat, Kelly took the cash and shoved it in the compartment, closed it, took the pile of musky clothes and ran to the back, locking herself behind the 'staff only' door.

Luise inched out of the store, her mind focused on the sounds emerging from that door as her cock demanded her to barge in and join the goat. A deep need to have the younger herm under her emerged between confused thoughts, a desire to see her buried under an avalanche of sweaty nutflesh, forced to breathe in nothing but musk, play with her tits, milk her, then bend her over and fuck her till she was drained. The lizard slapped her face, shocked by her own inner urges, her cock beyond erect, her sack gurgling with backed-up batter. Yet she controlled herself and walked out, taking a deep breath to calm herself before stepping in the car and going back home to figure out what to do next.

But clearly the universe had other plans for her and presented her with someone she knew rather well having a bit of trouble on the side of the road. Luise stopped in the middle of the sidewalk and got out, hurrying to grab the attention of a pristine white mouse slowly pacing around, dressed in nothing at all, leaking a trail of cum from a very much oversized cock. The shortstack herm turned around and got a faceful of lizard tits, narrowly avoiding getting dick-slapped by Luise's unruly shaft, before she backed up and looked above, at the owner of said tits.

"Bea!"

"OH!" The mouse backed up a good few steps, looking very embarrassed, attempting, and failing, to cover but a fraction of her bountiful GGG cups and a mere speck of a cock so big it didn't scrape the ground by the mere fact that her balls were so large they supported the leaky pipe with their abundant heft. "L-lulu! Didn't… didn't expect to see you h-here!

As Luise looked down to examine the mouse's body to check if her childhood friend was fine, she was gifted a very saucy view of her friend's nakedness in all of its white-furred body: whatever had caused them to turn herm had not been stingy with Bea, gifting her a pair of tits that looked huge on her four foot six frame and a cock that was even bigger, thick, girthy, with a meaty foreskin that only partially covered the twenty inch beast. Even from where she was, Luise could see a donut as big as a horse's spread her friend's ass wider than it ought to be. Being so clearly ogled, even if it was out of a genuine concern, quickly had an adverse effect on the mouse as her already stiff prick stiffened even more and slapped its owner in the face. The sight, though a bit silly, felt beyond arousing and Luise's own surged with arousal.

"Lulu so you… you too woke up like this, huh?" Bea blushed and bared herself to her friend, knowing that both were in the same situation. It made the embarrassment lessen, though it only made both newly minted herms all the hornier at the sight of each other. Luise nodded, smiling wryly and hugged the mouse, a completely platonic display of care that was utterly ruined as their tits smushed against each other, diamond-hard nipples rubbing on diamond-hard nipples, cocks mushed in between two immense cleavages as they rubbed against each other. "What are you doing out here?"

"Went to see a doctor, then bought clothes." She pointed down at the sweatpants stuffed with her nuts, the sweat having all but glued them together. "You seem to have skipped the last part."

"Yeah I... you know me and bad choices." Bea sighed.

"It certainly does seem to be unwise at the very least…" Luise composed herself, attempting her best to keep her cock in check given its very light trigger and the proximity of her friend's own assets in full view. "Why are you wandering the streets naked?"

"Uhhhh I kind of bolted out of the house, things were slightly too awkward between me and my mom." Beatrice blushed, pushing her shaft to the side before deciding that hiding her face behind the throbbing slab of mouse cock was a better choice than to stare her friend in the eyes as she continued to narrate her plight. "She came to visit and spent the night over." Already Luise knew where this was going and, while part of her wanted to hear the mouse's story to provide a listening ear, the other parts of her couldn't resist the possible ways the narration was going to go. The lizard's shaft sneaked down her pant leg, tenting it so very obviously, the two now sitting over Luise's car hood. "I mean, all was fine yesterday, and when I woke up this morning, mom was giving me a blowjob!"

"Oh heavens, Bea!" The suspense was palpable, Luise swore she could taste it, though she realised soon enough that what she was tasting was the raw stench of arousal from herself and the mouse as the story went on, depicting raunchier details of the events that had transpired in Bea's bedroom that morning.

"Like, and then she pulled back, but did not move out of the way and I was cumming so hard! Is that normal? Do all men nut so hard their vision goes white and their legs turn to jelly? It felt as if I was pumping out my soul and painting my mom's face white!" Despite the nature of the story, which would've been something of utter debauchery and to be kept under the tightest of lids to avoid a scandal, was told so brazenly and openly, while both of them were either fully naked or partially and both definitely hard as rocks down below. "And like… she let me finish and then stood up on my bed, turned around, spread her ass and shoved my cock into her pussy!"

"M-m-my!" The lizardwoman was all but jacking off, the hand on her thigh stroking her shaft through the stretchy pants, a huge glob of pre staining their fabric as the thickest wads were spat through them and onto the asphalt below the car. Beatrice herself wasn't able to keep her hands to herself, her fingers twitching, arms erratically moving towards her cock to stroke it, jumping back and forth. "And then?"

"And then I fucked her, Lulu! I fucked my mom, in the bed me and my husband sleep together!" Beatrice blushed like a tomato, her shaft's crown bubbling with precum, a trail running down its length and covering her flesh and balls in a shining layer of liquid lust. Both herms' pussies were as wet as could be too, leaking onto the hood, one soaking through fabric, the other directly in contact with the warm metal, making it grow slick. "Bent her over on George's side, spread her legs, spanked her! Gods Lulu, she felt so good! A glove made for my cock!" And now, as the story was climaxing, neither of the two was able to hold on to any semblance of restraint any longer.

Beatrice wrapped her hands openly on the cock now nestled in between her tits and Luise had fished her own out of the fly and was letting it throb and slap her tits, still too ashamed of what it'd mean for her to jack off from her friend's perverted, passionate, excessively detailed and clearly still fresh retelling of the events. And yet, if Beatrice herself was stroking herself, her eyes glossy as she delved back into her memories… how could Luise not feel oddly left out if she did not join in. But even then, Beatrice's cock looked so very juicy, fat, and heavy… Luiise gulped and wondered, if she licked that cock, would she taste the mouse's mother's pussy?

"And... and… and then I came… creampied my own mother! I watched her stroke her own cock while I pumped her full of sperm! Oh gods what if I knocked my mom up? What if she's pregna..."

However, before she could lean in and place her tongue, her throat strangely parched, her friend squeaked, tensed and arched her back slightly over the hood. The mouse's fat sack rose with her, resting still on the metal so big it was, though now it was churning visibly as veins became visible upon its surface, Beatrice's entire being shivering until a beam of white exploded from her crown and flew half a dozen yards onto the car three spots behind. Luise sat there, watching her friend of nearly forty years, a mother of twins, wife, manager at an organic foods store, cum her brains out atop her car, naked, furiously stroking a cock the size of her own leg and spilling literal gallons a second. The lizard felt as if she could cum herself just from the sight, the smell and the debauchery of the situation alone, but did not: she sat there, watching, inhaling deeply, taking in the sight, the stench of musk, of horny mouse and hornier lizard, of salty cum around them and waited for Beatrice to stop.

It took minutes for the orgasm to wane and die down, leaving Beatrice panting, sweating, though not even a bit spent or softened. Luise gulped and, like a predator stalking its mark, slid down the hood and, standing before the breathless mouse, grabbed the massive slab of still twitching flesh and licked it: a swarm of sensations flooded her mind, from the saltiness of the cum, to the warmth of the shaft in her hands, to the smell of seed and mouse cock, to the heft of it to the notion that she had her friend's shaft in her hand, cum in her mouth and was now staring Beatrice in the eyes while swallowing that first, fateful dollop of spent batter.

"L-l-lulu?" Beatrice gulped and squeaked.

"Yes?" Luise huffed, nose rubbing over the underside of that huge slab of cock.

"What do we do now?" The mouse grunted softly, toes curling as another lick was stolen from her flesh. "I-I mean…" Beatrice was frantically attempting to find something to talk about, something to bring them away from where both knew this was going to go. Pheromones were all over, their bodies primed for sex, the entire city, the state, maybe the entire world even, all turned upside down. The two had known each other for decades, had shared many secrets, mistakes, deep desires, fought and quarreled and made up… furthermore, Beatrice had just fucked her own mother, surely letting her best friend do the same on the hood of a car in the middle of a mostly empty street was within the same perverted limits? "D-do we do it here?"

"Do you want to?" Luise herself was shocked by her behaviour: this was her friend! They'd gotten proposed by their respective husbands in the same double date and married in the same venue on the same day! Yet the salty cum left in the lizardwoman's mouth was undeniably the tastiest thing ever and the thick, meaty shaft in her hands was a juicy rod, the smell of arousal wafting from the mouse's body stirring some ancestral memories. She doubted those genetic memories of hunters and prey were of her species looking to slobber over mouse dick or to cram her own into the shivering mammal before her eyes. "My house is empty…" Luise licked that cock again. "... my son is away…" Another sultry lick. "... and I want you."

"Y-you want m-m-me?" Beatrice squeaked.

"I want my friend to be beside me until we figure out what to do with all this mess and… if this leads to something else…" Luise sniffed again, eyelids fluttering as the musk hit her synapses hard. "... I don't mind seeing if my pussy is better than your mother's." The other herm almost blew a fuse. “Now let’s get in the car and see what happens from there.”

Less than a minute later the two were in, Luise’s cock still freely wobbling out of her fly and Beatrice with her own safely strapped between her tits and the safety belt. Each of them kept sneaking looks at the other, noses flaring time and time again as they huffed the ever thickening musk. The sound of wheels rolling over asphalt, the soft roar of the engine, the blinking of signal lights were all peppered by erratic, hefty spurts of pre that landed just about everywhere, though mostly on the back seats as each herm’s cock was fat and huge enough to be aimed backwards, covering them in thick ropes of cloudy batter.

While Luise had to keep her hands on the steering wheel to drive, no matter how much she tried, there just was no way for Beatrice to keep them not around her cock, or her mouth drooling over her own meat, her tits already proving to be the perfect place to keep that unruly slab of mouse flesh nice and tucked away, though it was all but that. Worst of all, any attempt to keep herself looking at something other than the cock jutting from her own crotch was to look at Luise’s own: so big, so fat, so ripe, so… inviting.

“S-sorry Lulu but I just…” Beatrice didn’t give her friend any time to prepare before grabbing the lizard’s shaft and taking the flare into her mouth with a loud, wet, sultry pop. The car swerved dangerously, but thankfully, the roads were still very much empty and so nothing happened beyond Luise mewling and letting out a shriek of sudden pleasure.

“BEA!” The lizardwoman grunted as her balls surged and fired a fat wad of pre into her friend’s mouth. “I’m driving!” She blushed but, try as she might, being blown just felt too good to not indulge, whether she was driving or not. And so, she let Bea do as she wished. “J-just… slow a bit, ok? I s-s-still need to ddddddrrriiiivveeee!” She would’ve liked for the mouse to go slow, not tease her so mercilessly, but damn…

It reminded her of the times she’d done it to her husband, such a lewd, perverted thing to do in public, an almost socially-sanctioned act of indecency as long as it was done within a car’s inside. Oh how many long drives she’d spent like that, mercilessly draining him, enjoying the way he swerved every so often, the jeers of those who approached to berate him and then realised the reason for his subpar driving. Now she was the one being serviced and she so dearly wanted someone to see it, but the roads were empty, no one was driving and those who were on the road were far too busy doing other things.

Still, it was incredible and reaching her destination was a painful thing, but, despite the sadness of having to pry Beatrice off her cock, she found a way to make up for it by simply grabbing the diminutive mouse with an oversized shaft and slammed the small herm’s ass onto her cock. Beatrice sank down on Luise’s dick, her belly bulging immensely as the flared tip of the lizardwoman slid ever deeper into the furred one’s guts.

Beatrice’s donut of a pucker was obviously made to be stuffed but Luise had underestimated how good it’d feel, so good that she froze in place, her hips thrusting back and forth while she struggled, in her mid-forties’ body, to keep herself standing and the other herm secured in her embrace while pumping over a foot of mottled horsecock into that plush behind. The mouse hardly needed to do anything, merely to secure herself to her friend, sandwiching her own oversized cock in between their two cleavages as the tip rose from the twin valleys of boobflesh. It was a heavenly sensation: to have her ass filled and her cock massaged by her own and her friend’s tits. Grunts and squeaks echoed in the main lobby of the building, up to the three steps that led to the elevator, into the elevator. Reaching for the button to go the eleventh floor proved to be a tough challenge, but Luise succeeded all the same, still thrusting into her friend, cock still buried in that godly mouse ass, tits rubbing against tits, their tongues entangled around Beatrice’s crown, lapping at her huge cockhead, licking under her foreskin, playing with the frenulum, sharing kisses with mouths filled with mousey precum until, with a loud slam, the rodent’s ass opened the door she’d wisely forgotten to close.

The couch and a healthy reek of semen welcomed the two, their bodies immediately collapsing onto the cushions and pillows, the door closed only by luck as they barreled past it. Luise’s muscles screamed in relief, no longer having to hold up such a hefty weight, though raring to go and breed the hell out of her friend.

“S-s-so much for ‘seeing what happens’, huh?” Beatrice whined softly, patting the cock-shaped bulge in her belly, her own shaft as stiff as could be.

Now that the two were in private, hidden away, they could openly stare at each other, still connected by Luise's mammoth cock. The lizardwoman had grown in all the right places, her tits bigger, fuller, perkier, her body still that of a middle-aged mother who didn't have much time to exercise, but still arousing, while the mouse had had the most drastic changes indeed: her nipples were closer to the bottom of mugs, gargantuan and stiff, her small stature only highlighting the sheer size of those endowments, the cock nestled in between the two mounds of heaven ungodly hefty and fat, made to be teased, licked and loved. They'd known each other for ages, their friendship tested by time, chance and countless events, had the two swung another way, they'd likely have ended up as more than just friends, but experimentation in college had proven otherwise. Things, however, had changed and they had a new chance at life: Luise had lost her husband and, while Beatrice wasn't divorced, she had been separated for close to four years, her bastard of a husband was still refusing to sign the papers to keep claiming tax benefits.

Their kiss, not the first of their lives, nor the first of that day, was one of deep, rumbling, chaotic need, right and perfect as hips resumed their thrusting, tongues swirling in each other's mouths and around he mouse's fat cockhead, high on the stench of incestuous love wafting from that slab of meat and on the pheromones swimming in the air of the city. Their crotches clapped together, flesh on flesh, Luise's groin loudly kissing Bea's own, balls slapping on fat mousey rump, mousey balls cradled in between two soft bellies as the two kissed and made out with raunchy passion.

Beatrice came with no warning, or if there had been a warning, neither had paid it any mind, too busy slobbering over each other as they were. The impact of the first rope of alabaster mouse cum splattered on their chins and on their tits. It was glorious: a near-solid beam of white froth gushing in multi-second-long ropes, thick as a finger. The two continued to kiss and make out, though now they were also opening their mouths to catch the occasional stray spurt and shared it in their kiss, swapping spit and cum and long breathy moans. Luise didn't last much longer, but her load was safely contained within the mouse's guts, shot after shot, their twin orgasms almost perfectly matching the timing, balls surging and pumping spunk in synch, moaning together, cumming together.

"FFFFFFFFFFFFFuuccccckkkkK!!!" Beatrice howled, flexing her entire body to give the slab of cock inside her ass a squeeze, milking it for all it was worth clearly, it was worth a lot since her belly had swollen so much it was pushing the two apart by its sheer size, huge fat ropes of raw nut gushing from her plush donut in messy splatters.

"L-la-Language!" Luise scolded her friend, an instinctual reaction that made the little mouse chuckle and somehow, cum harder than before.

"Fffffuck you!" With a grin and a moan, Beatrice pulled herself free of the embrace, stood up, still cumming and pushed Luise on her back before turning around and plopping her stuffed, stretched, leaky ass on her friend's maw while nearly unhinging her maw and plunging her throat around the throbbing spire of lizard flesh almost all the way down to the base. For the diminutive mouse, going nearly thirty two inches of cock was an achievement made possible by the same twisted laws of physics that had given both their new equipment.

All of a sudden Luise went from swallowing mouse cum straight from the tap to swallowing mouthfuls of her own straight from the ass she'd just been shoving her cock in. The musk was thick around her as Beatrice's massive rump eclipsed her view, the plush donut in front was sweaty, soft and huge, a meaty rim for her to plunge her snout in as her cock was engulfed nearly to the base in one sloppy gulp. Pints of spunk flowed through Bea from stomach to rump, the mouse's own cock still buried in an avalanche of soft tits, tip rubbing against Luise's cockbase, giving the lizard's balls a healthy bath of fresh, piping hot seed.

Stuck in a messy, raunchy, cum-filled 69, the two herms came and came, relishing in the debauchery, unwilling to stop even as their orgasms waned and sputtered into merely leaking pre left and right, mouths still working, tongues slobbering and digging for seed, musk and flavours with relentless drive until the two middle-aged lovers just had no more energy to fuel their lust and collapsed in a messy heap atop the couch. Panting, gasping for air, sweaty and covered in seed they lay there, holding hands, chests heaving up and down, nipples stiff still, pussies on fire begging each to fill the other.

"So..." Beatrice broke the silence first. "... this just happened."

"Yeah." Luise joined, several seconds later. "Want a coffee?"

"I'll need ten." Already Luise was up and about, cock flopping between her legs, pussy drooling with desire behind, while Bea lay there, groping her tits as cum oozed from her ass. "So what now?" The sound of the coffee machine humming, grinding the beans, boiling the water.

"What now what?" Her head poked from the window to the kitchen. In that split second, Luise saw that her friend was already back to fapping, stroking her stiffening shaft as she used the cum as lube, playing with her meaty foreskin and pawing at her balls with her feet.

"What are we now? Fuckbuddies?" Bit of that sentence was muffled as the mouse nursed from her leaky cock for a bit. "Lovers? Partners?"

"Do... Do you want to be?" The lizardwoman returned soon, steaming mugs of coffee in one hand, cookies on a platter in the other. "Like... Get together as a couple?"

"I am not too sure but…" Bea got herself seated upright and took a mug and a healthy amount of cookies, scarfing the first one quickly, though not quickly enough to avoid it being covered in precum as he shaft gushed. "... you're a widow, I'm divorced in all but name. I think we know where I'm going." The mouse winked. "And with the world becoming what it is now I need a friend to lean on."

"Are you just saying this because you think that if your mother knows you're with me she's not going to try and jump your bones?" Luise cocked an eyebrow and smirked when Bea hiccuped, the telltale sign of her trying and failing to hide something. "That sounds like a very drastic solution."

"She's my mother!" Beatrice huffed, her cock stiff and eager still. "I can't risk her doing that again." She paused. "Also she's over sixty and I'm pretty sure it's not healthy to knock up a woman that old."

"Probably? Who knows what the rules are now." Both shrugged, each mentally evaluating things, pondering, considering, making plans, each cookie eaten was a plan formulated and discarded, a thousand sentences left unsaid and shelved, never to be uttered out loud. Yet their cocks spoke loudly, their bodies betraying them as glances were shot to those beastly shafts, pussies running hot and needy, their pheromones thick and heady.

"But it'd be hot, no?" Despite everything, it was hard to deny the fact that getting herself some siblings at her age had a certain… je ne sais quoi that added a wonderfully perverse tint to the concept. Both felt a surge of arousal through their loins. "And don't tell me you wouldn't bend your son over and tap his ass." Beatrice hissed, her cock stiffening slightly, though not nearly enough as her friend's own, the flared slab of flesh gaining a solid inch from the increased blood flow alone. "Mh, yeah, you'd like that."

"B-beatrice!" There was a hint of offence desperately trying to hide the horrendously arousing idea, like a handkerchief put over a gigantic pothole. But there was no concealing the interest Luise proved for the idea. "How dare you!"

"Oh come on, I've just admitted I find fucking my mom hot, wrong as it might be. You can at least do me the courtesy of agreeing with me that your son has an ass made for being stuffed." The mouse huffed, pretending to be angry at the other herm. "Where's your solidarity for your bestest friend? You can't even knock him up! It’s a waste of a good ass if you ask me…"

"He's still my son. I can't be thinking of him… bent over his bed, legs spread, tail lifted up and ready to take mommy's fat… c-c-cock!"

The more Luise said, the more she felt as if she could see that scene in front of her, smell it, the sensation of her son's scales against her, bare and naked, her cock sandwiched between his cheeks and ready to plunge deep within. Her shaft was beyond hard, a beam of pure steel jutting from her crotch, her colossal balls strained as production ramped up, as if she was preparing herself to try and impregnate her very male son. Already Luise was stroking her cock, unaware of it, too engrossed in her imagination, her hands sliding over every last inch of her flesh, smearing reptile cum and mouse juices over it, flare swollen, cum pipe yawning around multi-pint-sized dollops of pre.

"O-ok, fi-fine... He'd look good bouncing on my lap." Beatrice hummed with agreement, the coffee drank, the mugs empty, cookies stashed safely in their stomachs as the mouse inched ever closer, her advance hidden by Luise's daylight musings, her imagination running wild. "Mh?" It was only when the mouse's heavy shaft found her own that the lizardwoman noticed the two were close, basically glued together. "Wh-what?"

"Nothing… just wondering if you were still up to test the statement you made earlier." Bea huffed softly, pushing her friend on her back and spread the reptile's legs, pulled those heavy, hefty scaled nuts aside and licked her lips as she witnessed the wettest muff she ever did see, not that she'd seen many, but knowing herself, there was no way the soaking, sopping wet mess before her eyes wasn't the sign of an impossibly horny woman. Luise blushed, shielding herself behind her cum-soaked hands. "Do you have a condom?" Luise knew she had some, in her pockets, safely stored for emergencies. No, just a single one, forgotten, almost spared from a most wonderful fate.

She pulled one and unwrapped it, then put it over Beatrice's rock-hard spire, almost tempted to shoved that slab down her throat. However, she held that particular aspect of her lust in, desiring much more to feel what it'd be like to be fucked again after many years alone… The condom stretched over that shaft, inch after inch, then ran out before she'd wrapped it all the way down. Bea pushed her back again and slapped her shaft onto the other herm's, grinding latex-clad flesh over raw flesh, heat still shared through that thick membrane. Balls touched, plapping gently before both pulled back at the same time. They watched each other, eye to eye, panting with mounting excitement, until, unable to hold on anymore, they met once more, right in the middle, Luise's ungodly wet muff spreading over the mouse's excessively thick beast of a dick with shocking ease. Whether it was the slickness of that hole or just the new, warped laws of physics, it hardly mattered. The scaled herm watched as her belly bulged more and more until Bea bottomed out in one single thrust.

"F-fuck!" There was something wonderful about being able to take two feet of dick so easily. "You're… thicker than he was…" Shame she wasn’t longer, but the stretching sensation was just what she needed at that moment.

"Thanks hun." The mouse pulled back just enough to get the leverage to get another thrust in, and another and another. Their moans rose high and the sweat of their bodies mixed together in a raunchy mix of lust as cum oozed down walls and soaked, forever, into the floorboards, the plaster and the furniture. “Now shut up and let me fuck you.”

Again the claps of crotch against rump echoed in the apartment, loud, unashamed, proud even, moans matching each of them, some higher, some lower, some so high the neighbours heard them, those not in the same situation as them. If things remained as is, the city, the entire country, would see a baby boom of unprecedented size soon and everyone, despite the lust, the fog of musk and sex and pheromones, knew it fully and relished in it. Siblings rutted on couches while parents watched, mothers and daughters, fathers and daughters, strangers, classmates, Teachers and students, bosses and employees all across the land, met in a cacophony of grunts, bestial snarls and splattering of cum over every conceivable surface, and then some more. As one of many, Beatrice and Luise did not bother to hold back, but as two old friends with years of pent-up stress, their lust was great and had finally found a way to let the stress out. Despite age and each having already nutted more than once, they had so, so, so much more to give.

Luise fucked like her husband used to do, with long, heavy, powerful thrusts that made one’s entire being quake, reaching as deep as one could before pulling out, leaving void behind and filling it back up immediately. The white furred mouse, however, had a whole other style: quick, messy, chaotic, thrusts rarely going balls deep as she focused wholly on mashing one’s prostate into mush with the fat, meaty crown of her thick cock. The lizardwoman’s tits bounced and wobbled under the reckless assault upon her lower half, her legs melting into gelatine as she found herself hanging on to dear life, her hands gripping onto the couch, cock bouncing up and down, slapping her chest and face time and time again.

Beatrice stood up, pulling Luise’s rump with her, holding the lizard’s lower half with all the might her tiny body had and continued to thrust, faster, harder, her crotch clapping loudly time and time again, balls slapping against the scaled herm’s backside with a might that was not supposed to be possible for such a small thing.

There was no warning for the mouse’s orgasm, it just happened one moment, barely giving Luise the time to prepare herself before she felt Bea’s balls tense and churn and the condom expand inside her. The river of cum bloated the latex almost immediately, a balloon that swelled bigger, reached deeper inside the lizard’s pussy until she felt it breach her womb and claim all the space in there for itself. Luise’s belly grew, not a droplet of seed spilling from her pussy lips as all was contained, her stomach twice as big, thrice, Bea’s load as excessive as the pace of her still thrusting hips. Luise herself came soon after, but her orgasm was nearly telegraphed by the jumping cock, her curling toes, the lashing tail and the singing of her somehow far-too-full balls.

Huge fat ropes raced through the air, knocking over anything that was on the furniture, pictures, mementos collected over a lifetime, bits and bobs, her spunk hitting walls, coating windows, staining even more the house she’d worked so hard to keep clean and tidy. Now she cared not for order, not for cleanliness, hell, the idea of not having to worry about anything and just cumming whenever, wherever, however she wanted was so arousing she came even harder. Her house might've turned into a teenager’s bedroom as ropes surged through her and painted everything in a thick, musky, salty coating of white batter without care for anything but turning the place into a mess.

And Beatrice kept on cumming herself, her mousey nuts shivering, thrumming, heaving with graet effort, all of her seed packed tightly inside her friend’s womb, safely. Until the condom broke. Too much cum, too much friction and latex not nearly strong enough were to blame as a tide of frothy spunk spilled from the lizard’s pussy lips, around the absurd girth of her friend’s meaty cock, the condom disintegrating in a moment and then washed away by the flowing seed. Both herms felt shock and worry, the danger of pregnancy, the risk of being knocked up, and still continued to fuck, uncaring, unwilling, unable to stop cumming and fucking and spilling their seed wherever their newfound instincts demanded it to go.

Luise felt the cum fill her insides, the tingling of her womb so strong she could see in her mind’s eye that she was definitely going to bear a lot of mousey children in the future, her balls screaming in bliss as they spat out twice as much cum right as the door opened and someone walked in.

“Mom?”