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Spiritual Connection

By Danath

Characters © VivianBoo

Slushpile Commission #5

Content warning: m, a/h, hyper, growth, taur

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"You'll be working at the internship late today?"

"Yeah, but I'll see you tonight, Stevie," Vivian said.

"Oh, I can't wait to watch that movie with you, Stevie! It'll be so much fun!" Skye said.

"And if it isn't, Stevie, I know just how to entertain myself," Freya growled.

Skye glanced left, past Vivian's muzzle, towards where Freya was already narrowing her eyes on her boyfriend.

"That's what I did last night! Tonight I will watch the movie!"

"If the movie sucks, I'm changing my plans. Nyah."

"Rrrr... I've been waiting weeks to see this with Stevie!"

Vivian shook her head and put her paws on her hips.

"Compromise. I watch the movie with Stevie, and then I get to have my fun."

Skye and Freya looked at each other for a long moment before all six of her ears perked up.

"Deal!" she said in unison.

The three-headed wolf leaned over, backing her boyfriend up against a light pole as her ponderous chest swayed against the taut deep-necked button-up blouse with sharp, angular collars that left much of her upper chest and shoulders exposed. The neckline spread far to either side of her shoulders and clung on for dear life. The three buttons holding the front together around the swell of her enormous bosoms pulled at the threads holding them in place, while the seams appeared to be under constant tension. The long-sleeved, bright blouse ended with fashionable white cuffs. The big wolf leaned over and smooched Stevie on the cheek three times, once for each of her sometimes quarrellous heads. Freya's chin-length bob cut, Vivian's long and elegant braids, and Skye's long, shoulder-length waves of hair all matched in dark brown against the light pelt covering the majority of her plump and plus-sized body. A third color, a bright shade of tan like young white pine, coated the insides of her tall and expressive pointed ears, all six of which constantly swiveled, folded flat, or twitched depending on the thoughts running through each head's brain. The bright fur also covered much of her immense torso, which thanks to the plunging neckline on her shirt, was revealed in large part.

The wolf's belly shifted under the blouse as the hem of her short pleated skirt lifted higher than ever. A threesome of malenesses, each easily as wide from side to side and thick from edge to edge as Stevie's chest. Each long, half-hard length bobbed regularly up and down in a waving, cascade pattern. All three were wrapped up and covered in what could only be described as garter belt tube socks. The soft and supple lace fabric squeezed around every inch of the wolfess's massive trio of malenesses. The black lace was supposedly modest, but the fit revealed all, right down to where the bases disappeared beneath the pleated skirt. Beneath the black-clad shafts, a swollen and immense pair of testicles hung in a tight ball, as large as a big beach volleyball but far more dense. Tufts of bright tan fur sprouted around the upper seam of the lingerie-like ball-bra also attached to the corset-style belt squeezed on her hips under the skirt. The ball bra kept her huge sac uplifted, though not fully covered, but for the massively well-endowed, it was considered better than nothing. Which is what she would have preferred if she had her way. Bright white stockings clung to her calves and spread over her knees and plump thighs, riding all the way up to mid-thigh, where a few clips kept the stockings pulled up taut.

Vivian grinned and nuzzled the side of Stevie's head from the left while Skye took the right. Freya glanced around above the bent necks of the other two and frowned.

"C'mon, stop the PDA already. Ugh. I always feel so awkward."

Vivian nodded as Skye ignored her and continued nibbling on her boyfriend's ears. The middle head spoke up.

"Skye, I'm running late already. Let's go early and I can snag a good parking spot, remember?"

"Ugh, fine. I gotta go, babe. See you tonight!"

"Bye, Stevie!" rang out in three-part harmony before the large wolfess strutted away on her dark purple heels, which matched the bracelets and necklace she sported. Despite her assets, she looked professional. Ignoring the wet spots beading at the tips of her shafts as they bounced along in front of her.

Stevie could hear Skye and Freya arguing as she got into her car, seat already adjusted far back, and started the electric motor up. She waved as she drove away, though Skye stuck her head out of the window and blew kisses as the wind ruffled her long, dark brown hair.

Stevie reached back behind his neck and pulled the oversized hood of his sweater up over his black and white ears. The husky kept his head down, shoulders hunched, as the weight of the books in his backpack dragged down low. The husky's narrow shoulders were almost too small for the wide backpack straps, which dug in to the dark maroon hoodie with the logo of the college he attended on the front. It was several sizes too small, and though it pulled in taut around his lean and narrow shoulders, it hid much of his chest and belly, even his thighs and hips thanks to the hoodie's drape. Wide thighs in well-stuffed blue jeans extended from the bottom of the hoodie, ending in a pair of simple blue and black sneakers around the canine's large feet. Because of his proportions, he was often mistaken for a high school student while wearing the hoodie even though he was a junior, but it was better than the alternative.

His face burned after all the attention his girlfriend lavished on him. She was a senior, a year older than him, and even though they'd only been dating since the start of the previous school year, he was hoping things would continue to get serious between them. The PDA might embarrass him, like it did Freya, but he had to admit he liked the attention. He could still feel her claws where they'd subtly sank into his rump earlier and given him a good, firm squeeze. Such were his thoughts as he headed off to his classes on campus after a very fun early morning spent in bed with his girlfriend.

A sudden gust of wind bowled across the common area between the campus buildings, scattering the books and papers of various students laying around on the grass between the sidewalks. The trees rustled and leaned as the gust of wind swept around Stevie's lower legs before spinning upwards. The husky let out a yelp, drawing the attention of half the quad, as the wind blew up his hoodie, flinging it up over his head in the front and the backpack behind. The husky's arms got tangled above his shoulders as he wriggled side to side, trying to extricate himself. What he could hear above the rustling of the hood around his head made his cheeks burn - whistles, first, as well as some scattered applause.

And applaud those onlookers should, because what the uplifted hoodie revealed was the magnificent lower half of the husky's figure. A fitted t-shirt hung down over a flat, smooth belly with a deep coat of lush white fur, revealed as Stevie's attempts to free himself only caused his clothes to pull up higher. His stomach was narrow, but expanded into a great set of hips. The natural, extreme hourglass figure was bottom-heavy thanks to the husky's enormously round, juicy rear end. A pair of gym shorts pulled taut over the huge globes, stretching across the crack between. The waistband dug in under his curly tail as it futilely flipped down and curled between his legs, somehow accentuating the girth and thickness of the huskyboi's plump rump rather than hide it in any way.

In the front, a prominent, thick bulge was pulled down into a taut little circle. As Stevie managed to free a paw, his shorts slipped, pulled down by his tail, and the straps of a tight bikini bottom cutting into his huge hips came into view, a bright blue across his white and black pelt. The fabric was obviously pulled tight, accounting for the tautness of the bulge, which the huskyboi was clearly attempting to hide. His fat thighs appeared even thicker thanks to his bushy, long pelt. The silky white strands fluffed outwards, pushing at the fabric as it scraped lower.

It was over in an instant - with a grunt, Stevie's arms shoved upright, then down, pulling the large hoodie pocket away from his face and down to cover his torso, before his paws swept to his gym shorts and pulled them up. He could feel his heart thumping and cheeks blazing as he lowered his head so that only the tip of his black nose stuck out from his hoodie and quickly speed-walked towards his next class, not caring if the motion caused his massive backside to jump up and down against the back of the sweater.

Twice more before he got inside the building, freak gusts of wind blew around him. The third time, Stevie swore he could feel a pair of paws grope his rump, but when he whirled around, the sidewalk behind him was empty. His luck didn't change once inside; on the way to the classroom, he tripped when another student dropped a can of soda, which rolled right underneath his foot. His sneaker skidded behind him as he landed heavily on his chest, hoodie once again flapping up over his head. With his knees drawn up beneath him, the huskyboi's fat rump bobbed in the air, wiggling side to side as the students, several dozen in all during the busy transfer time between classes, whistled and snapped photos. A few even smacked the upturned globes as the husky let out a few plaintive gasps and grunts while trying to upright himself. Which he'd only just managed, when the pocket of his hoodie snagged on a loose screw of the door jam of the classroom. Stevie's surprised yelp drew the attention of the class and the professor, who was at the front preparing. The hoodie pulled in taut around his chest and belly, outlining his lean upper body, but his motion caused him to pitch forward. His hips swung around like a pendulum and his ears scraped the floor as he flipped completing upside down, stopped only when his shoulders smacked against the door. His massive hips hung away from the wood, pointing towards the class, gym shorts pulling down and revealing plenty of the blue fabric of his bikini briefs as they squeezed and hugged his oversized hips.

The husky squawked into his chest as he wiggled, trying to free himself, but his own weight was keeping the fabric snagged to the screw. Fortunately, there were several athletes in the class, and Stevie felt large paws grab at him and right him. Thankful for the assistance, the husky didn't complain when one or two of those hands, especially that of the tall pinto stallion, lingered for a few moments longer than was really necessary.

The professor took a seat behind the desk rather than his usual place at the pole-style podium and cleared his throat as the husky squeezed his thick hips into one of the chairs. He couldn't use the fold-over writing desk because of how much flesh squeezed up and overflowed the armrests, but he was good at writing on the back of a textbook on top of his chunky thighs. Stevie tried not to make eye contact with the professor, who was eyeballing him throughout the lesson. The large black bear never left the desk once during the lecture, which was unusual, but Stevie chalked it up to trying something new, and dutifully took notes on everything the professor explained.

After class, Stevie was ready to file out when he felt a gust of wind sweep between his legs and a finger stroke down his back, between his shoulders. When he turned around, there was nobody behind him - the room was empty except for the professor, who was all the way at the front. The husky usually left rooms last so as not to make a scene when extricating his thick backside from whatever regular-sized seat he was in, but he now realized the black bear watched him all the while.

"Stevie! Could I have a quick word with you, cutie? I mean, about this coming up exam. Ahem."

Stevie's ears flicked up and he pulled his hood down. Walking down the sloped path to the front of the lecture hall, the husky noticed there was a strange gleam in the professor's eyes. He couldn't remember for certain, but he thought the bear had black eyes, not blue. With a mental shrug, Stevie put it out of his mind as he stood in front of the professor's desk.

"Ah, yes, Stevie, thank you," the bear said, his voice going deeper as his eyes widened, staring at the husky with a predatory look. The desk in front of the bear lurched to the side, and he leaned froward, pushing his forearms down to keep it in place. "Uh... let's see, what does this guy teach again? Oh, right... economics. Um... so, how's your math?"

Stevie wasn't sure how to respond. The professor wasn't making any sense. Normally he was serious, staid, perhaps dull, though not unfriendly. He never stuttered or used words like "um" - it wasn't his style. The desk bounced half a foot off the ground and slammed back down. Stevie took a step backwards as a musky scent filled the air.

"Uh, professor? You feeling okay?" he asked.

"Oh, I'm feeling just fine... better than ever!" the bear said. His tongue lolled out, long and red, and a few drops of drool fell to the top of the table. His arms squeezed in against his chest as though trying to hug himself, but as soon as his forearms lifted, the desk did as well, tipping side to side so that the four feet knocked irregularly against the floor. "I bet you feel just fine too, cutie! Let's find out! Hee hee!"

The black bear's voice jumped an octave halfway through, and the feminine giggle that followed sounded as though it came from someone else's body entirely. Stevie took another step back, but when the black bear's upper body suddenly rose ten feet into the air, he fell backwards and stared in shock. The desk fell onto its side, then flipped onto its top, shoved aside as the black bear revealed the enormous new body previously hidden under the furniture.

Four massive legs formed pillars of fur and muscle as the beartaur's arms released their grip on his chest. A pendulous pair of breasts swung outwards, each bosom swelling as Stevie watched from his seat on the floor in front of the rapidly growing bear. Through the taur's front legs, Stevie stared down the thick, round underbelly to wear a huge pink shaft easily as thick around as his shoulders and too many feet long to count jutted forwards, throbbing as the belly forced the tip to occasionally flatten to the floor.

"Professor? What's going on?" Stevie asked, scooting backwards as the huge fifteen-foot beartaur approached.

The professor's lips plumped up as she let out a growl, while strands of long blonde hair filled out between her round black ears and cascaded down the back of her shoulders. The bear's chest jiggled as she leaned forward, fangs flashing behind her open mouth as she quickly stepped forward, huge paws causing small tremors in the concrete subfloor.

"Such a cutie!" the bear cried, both enormous paws reaching out and grabbing at Stevie. The husky gasped as he felt himself flipped over, before both paws sunk into his cheeks, filling the enormous beartaur's paws as the black claws scraped down his sides and thighs. The beartaur's hips shuddered, hind legs pumping, causing a few ropes of thick, clear pre-cum pulse forward and splatter into the backs of the husky's plump, fuzzy thighs.

"Professor, what are you- ohhhhhhh!"

Stevie's head tipped back, shoulders arching, as the huge paws pulled his cheeks to the side, revealing the tight pink hole buried deep in the fuzzy flesh. It disappeared beneath the bulk of the huge taurcock a moment later. The bear's forelegs wrapped around Stevie's outstretched arms, pinning them in place, as the hind legs hotdogged the enormous length between the husky's chunk rump. Despite how large and fat the mighty shaft was, Stevie's hyperthicc backside was more than a match, squeezing and clenching around the length as it slipped through, depositing a trail of musky seed along the black and white pelt as it traveled.

Stevie's tongue lolled out and his eyes closed as he felt the fingers digging in, massaging his awesome rump, pushing it together around the thickness spreading him open before pulling the cheeks apart. He groaned and gasped, shivering with pleasure, hips wiggling and concerns momentarily forgotten as the teasing sent a needy thrill up his spine.

And then it all stopped. The husky opened his eyes and lifted his head. He could move his arms - there were no more massive legs pinning him down. Shifting his hips, he rolled onto his side and stared behind him, where the black bear professor stood, a confused look on his face as he held what was easily a four-foot-thick shaft in his paws. He was back down to to legs, and his body otherwise looked the same as it had before. The bear looked around, at Stevie's upturned, exposed rump, the rolled desk, the puddles of what was clearly bear-scented jizz - and panicked.

"This didn't happen!" the bear said, grabbing for his briefcase as he realized the torn shreds of fabric by the chair were what used to be his pants. Holding the case in front of him and rolling his massively long flaccid cock up as best he could, the ursine figure waddled quick as he could out the side door of the lecture hall, leaving a confused, aroused husky behind.

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A few hours later, after a stop to clean up in the bathroom and a trip to the library he'd been putting off, Stevie was on his way back to his small, off-campus apartment that he shared with Viv, Frey, and Skye. It wasn't really an apartment, just the basement of a house, but it was cheap and conveniently located, though it was a short walk. There were plenty of lights, however, so he wasn't worried about it being dark already as he set out. He kept thinking about the professor, who'd emailed him an apology and said he had no idea what happened, but the hospital sent him home saying he was healthier than ever. Strange, strange, strange, though Stevie thought more about the mighty pink maleness drooping from the professor's hips than anything else.

So lost in thought was the huskyboi that he didn't notice the large wolf walking down the sidewalk in the other direction until he bumped head first into the tall male's chest. The wolf grunted and looked up from his phone, surprised.

"Oh, sorry! My bad, wasn't watching," they both said in unison. After a few more apologies, the two separated and continued their separate ways.

Or so Stevie thought, until he felt a gust of wind sweep between his legs, slither up the leg of his gym shorts, and squeeze right between his cheeks before blowing up the inside of the hoodie and out the neckhole. He turned around, jumping as he thought he heard a whispered, "Such a cute ass" in his ear, but there was nobody around except for the wolf, who was stopped facing away from him about ten feet down the sidewalk.

The wolf's shoulders set back, and his head lifted straight up. Stevie could see the nose wiggling as it sniffed the cool night breeze, before the head turned around, swiveling to stare at Stevie with bright blue eyes. The wolf's black fur ruffled in all directions as he turned his body around, and it was then Stevie saw the enormous bulges shifting and squeezing in his blue jeans - bulges and shifts that weren't there before, and Stevie was sure he'd notice what was clearly the outline of a maleness reaching all the way down to the wolf's ankle.

The large lupine let out a howl and jumped forward. His pants shredded in mid-air as a pair of forelegs extended from his hips, while his original legs shifted backwards, cracking and transforming into hind legs, carrying the immense, growing malness and testicles with it. The wolf's entire body ballooned in size, more than doubling to a solid fifteen feet tall that towered over the surprised husky. Stevie landed on his rump again, gazing upwards at the huge wolftaur's wide muzzle and plumped-up lips. Huge breasts swelled from the male's chest, filling out as he leaned over and pushed them into Stevie's face. The husky found himself flattened to the sidewalk, smothered in bosoms, as the wolf's voice rang out, higher-pitched and far more feminine than before.

"Mmmhhh! Oh, Stevie! You're just so cute! I can't resist you, you know! Such a tease!"

And all manner of other sweet nothings and promises tumbled from the wolf's muzzle as he wriggled and squeezed forward, until Stevie wasn't sure he'd be able to hold his breath around the massive tit stuffed into his muzzle any longer-

And then it was done, and the huge weight was off him. He sat up, rubbing the side of his head and stretching jaw, and saw the wolf standing in front of him, two legs and two arms, no breasts - with a very confused look on his face. Especially considering he now possessed an enormous, fully aroused dark red length with a knot bigger than Stevie's head at the base.

"Uhhhh... what the fuck?" the wolf asked. "Where was... who did... what..."

"Sorry, I don't know! I don't know!" Stevie cried out, leaping to his feet and running away, fat rump swinging and jiggling as his gym shorts pulled halfway down his thighs. He left the confused and suddenly hypercocked wolf behind as the pavement flashed by underfoot. His chubby thighs churned as he rounded a corner, not really paying attention to where he was going, until he slowed up a few minutes later. Breathing hard, he leaned over, hands on his hips, catching his breath for a moment.

What was going on? Was every person he met going to suddenly turn into a taur and try to seduce him?

A nearby light grabbed his attention - a fast food place, one of the more common ones that sold burgers and fries. The husky's stomach growled - he'd have normally had dinner long ago by this point. The restaurant wasn't busy, so Stevie figured the odds of another strange happening were low, especially since there was only one employee he could see, and she didn't appear to be packing like the other two.

Slipping inside by turning sideways to fit through the doorway, Stevie approached the counter and put in an order. The lioness in the red and white uniform nodded as she punched it in, then headed into the back to make it.

"Go ahead and find a seat," she called out. "I'll bring it to you."

Stevie did just that and pulled out his phone. Internet searches didn't bring up many results for "people suddenly transforming into taurs" that weren't product pages from SynTech. He scrolled through anyways, hoping to find something that would explain what was going on.

"Stevie!" a bright and high-pitched voice cried from next to him. "I didn't know you liked your burgers without pickles!"

The husky turned his head just in time to see a massive pink arousal easily seven feet long and three feet thick thwap down against him, laying him out along the bench of the booth. The throbbing urethra pulsed as he stared up past the massive tip towards the enormous liontaur. Her forelegs spread, one foot clawing the corners of the tops of the seats, while her hind legs supported the enormous testicles dragging on the floor between them. She purred deep and low as her fingers cupped her immensely grown breasts, lifting the swollen mammaries before dropping them so they bounced and jiggled.

"I don't like pickles... ee... eeeee... eeeeeeither!"

The urethra swelled larger, smooshing along Stevie's body from hips to head, before a huge gush of clear pre-cum splattered from the tip. It not only got Stevie full in the face, drenching the husky from ears to chest, but managed to dump a few gallons across the clear window behind him. The strong, musky scent filled his nostrils as he gasped, paws clutching and shoving at the huge lionshaft to try and get it off his chest, but it was solid and firm and easily pinned him down.

Until it wasn't. Stevie blinked, and the weight was gone. Sitting up, he realized that, like before, the lioness was standing there with a confused look on her face and a bag of to-go food in one paw. Her eyes pointed down, muzzle open in shock, as she gaped at the impossibly thick and long maleness dropping form her thighs. It was fatter around than her own hips and the tip pushed straight down into the floor, lending it a plump and chubby look. On top of that, the lioness's breasts had grown several cup sizes larger, and now hung over the flat white-furred belly.

"Sorry, I don't know why this keeps happening!" Stevie said, leaping from the seat as drops of jizz fell from his shoulders. He yanked the bag of food from the lioness's stunned paw and darted out the door, only briefly getting stuck because he forgot to turn to the side.

Things were getting out of control. Stevie ran a few blocks away back towards his apartment. A gust of wind blew past him, but after that, he didn't feel or hear anything unusual. Taking a moment to rest at a bus stop, the huskyboi settled his hips onto the bench and ate. He felt much better afterwards, and had just tossed the wrappers and bag into the garbage can next to the bust stop when his phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Stevie, darling!"

"Oh, hey, Freya, Skye, Vivian."

The husky grinned as he heard one of his girlfriend's familiar, friendly voices.

"I just got home and found a bunch of stuff scattered around. Did you leave a mess for me?"

"What? No, everything was fine when I left."

Stevie's ears flicked as he heard Freya snarl.

"I swear, if that crappy landlord came clawing through here to steal my panties again..."

"I'm a few minutes away," Stevie said. "I'll be there as soon as I can."

"Okay, darling. See you soon!"

At least Skye ended the call on a positive note. The husky hung up the phone and stuffed it into his pocket as he quickened his pace back towards the basement apartment. Knowing his girlfriend was already there made him a little happier - maybe she would have an idea of what was going on.

The outside light was on when Stevie walked up to the house and around the side to the private downstairs entrance in the back. He opened the door and froze in place as he heard lewd grunts and moans echoing from inside. One of the voices sounded like his girlfriend, and the other sounded like-

"He's MY little sweetie!"

The husky's eyes widened. Three times today he'd heard that voice. Rushing forward through the living room, Stevie pushed open the door to the bedroom down the hallway. His muzzle dropped at the sight.

A huge huskytaur sprawled across the bed, forelegs going over the sides as her back legs trembled, claws scraping the floor for purchase. The huskytaur's upper body leaned back, red tongue flopping out as she was rhythmically shoved forward again and again. From beneath the joint of her upper and lower bodies, an enormous pink log thrust forward, spraying gallons of thick pre-cum across the headboard and pillows. Her body was toned and muscular, evident despite the deep white and light gray husky colorings. Her curled tail wiggled furiously as she cupped her chest with her paws, though neither of her enormously thick pink nipples could quite fit fully in her palms.

Behind the huskytaur, standing on the floor at the foot of the bed, was Stevie's girlfriend. The three-headed wolfess kept two muzzles actively engaged with watching the enormous taur's thick backside swinging, but the third, closest to Stevie, turned towards him and smiled. Her white stockings gathered around her ankles, fabric straps dangling as her bust bumped up and down with each rough, hard thrust.

"Darling! Welcome home! Were you having any strange troubles this afternoon?" Skye asked, as her enormous hips piled forward, bumping her lower belly up against the taur's haunches. The three-headed wolf's huge nuts swung against the mattress, easily wider that her legs could spread and huge enough to reach past her knees. White stockings emerged from below, wrapping up the wolf's calves and feet, though that was all the clothing she or the huskytaur wore.

"Uhhhhh."

The wolf pulled her hips back, all three sets of eyes closing momentarily as the huskytaur let out an achingly high-pitch moan. Stevie watched as three immense shafts pulled out until only the huge, rounded tips remained inside the huskytaur's clenching rump cheeks. Her three various haircuts of long, dark brown hair cascaded down the backs of all three of her heads as one pair of ears pitched forward and two pairs folded back. The three thicknesses squeezed forward and the huskytaur's chest jiggled as she howled, cock pumping blasts of seed with even more urgency.

"So it turns out that she's been haunting you," Freya said matter of factly, though a deep growl underlaid her tone. "Of course, I don't take kindly to weird girls hitting on my boyfriend, so I'm settling things... right... noooow!"

Stevie's eyes popped as he watched the wolf's hips slam forward, faster, harder, working all three massive shafts deep into the taur's backside. Though they spread out in a line across her wide hips, they squeezed together like a triangle as they spread open the taur. The two-legged canine was jealous - he could still only handle two of his girlfriend's impressive lengths. But then again, the husky matched the wolf in height - with two fifteen-foot-tall massively endowed ladies in the room, Stevie felt things could be quite cramped.

"Haunting?"

"Yeah, she's a ghost. W-watch! Unnnfffff!"

Stevie did watch, very closely, as his girlfriend's grip tightened around the huskytaur's rump and haunches. The huge taur let out a squeal and for a brief moment her solidity faded, her body going semi-translucent so that the husky could see his girlfriends tripled-up pistons all firing at once deep inside the taur's swelling underbelly. After a moment, when the large and powerful wolfess relaxed her grip, the taur's flesh returned to normal.

"I can't help it!" the huskytaur gasped. "He's too cute!"

"I know he's cute, but you should... unnfffff... oh, fuck, right there... you should ask first!"

"Sorrryyyyyy! Hhhhnnnnn!"

The three-headed wolf leaned forward, grinning in triplicate, as her heavy breasts, which swelled far past her shoulders and sides, flattened against the husky's corporeal fur.

"But now that she's been appropriately punished, darling, what should we do with her?"

Stevie's hips trembled as he watched the huskytaur's immense schlong pulse. Her back half went opaque again, and he licked his lips as he watched his girlfriend's familiar stalks dragging in and out of the taur's rump. The smaller canine's shorts pulled out in the front as he shook his head, ears flicking.

"Uhhhh..."

"I've got an idea," Vivian said, the wolf's center head speaking this time. "Let's just give her what she wants, hmm?"

"That's perfect!" Skye added. "Let's be friends!"

"Give her what she wants? But..."

Freya craned her head down and nipped at the tip of Stevie's ear.

"Don't worry, cutie, you're still my boyfriend. And I'm still gonna have my fun."

"But I haven't watched the movie yet!" Skye gasped.

"Movie can... ooooh... wait," Vivian groaned. "Sorry, me."

The formerly translucent huskytaur giggled as she slowly got to her feet, her long underbelly wider and fatter around then before, a massive spread of plush white silk.

"Now that I've got a corporeal body, I'm gonna really make sure you get a good, proper fu-mmph!"

"You're gonna make sure my boyfriend gets what?" Freya growled, giving her hips a few short sharp thrusts to remind the huskytaur who the boss was.

"I mean... if it's okay with... your... ahhhh... girlfrieeeeend!"

All three of the large wolfess's heads frowned as she clutched her paws around the huskytaur's wide hips and shoved, extricating her massive tripled up thicknesses from the gasping ghost girl's backside. The husky's thickness flopped between her low-slung belly and floor as the fat maleness pulled back, inch after inch of the three huge malenesses visibly squeezed and massaged by the husky's tight ring. Vivian's tongue flopped out and Skye looked positively giddy, while Freya bared her teeth and licked her lips as she smacked her paw across the wide, plush, silky ghost-husky backside.

"First, you big dicked husky specter, I'm gonna ride that dong and make sure you're good enough for my sweet Stevie's backside!"

The huskygirl let out a yelp as the powerful wolfess flipped her onto her side, then rolled her onto her back. The taur's upper body stretched away, shoulders and back stretched straight down through her long taur body. The husky's huge breasts flopped forward, side to side, and downwards as the wolfess straddled the massive arousal jutting from the taur's hind legs.

Stevie gaped, watching in shock, as Vivian, Freya, and Skye's stockings dragged along the husky's plump, swollen belly. Her hips nestled in against the immense maleness, which lurched and throbbed, lifting high off the taur's underbelly and scraping down between the wolfess's shoulder blades. Her paws reached out, grabbing hold of the taur's forelegs, as she leaned over slightly, balancing her enormous upper body against them. The husky's high pitched squeals and groans ricocheted as the three expressions on the wolfess's heads synced up into open-muzzle expressions of pure lust. The massive taurcock disappeared, first the tip and then a substantial portion of the stalk as the wolfess shoved backwards, almost fully laid out along the taur's stomach. The claws at the tips of her toes scraped on the floor as she let out a satisfied groan.

"Mmmmh... so far, so good, Stevie," Freya grunted, turning to growl at her shocked boyfriend.

"Oh, you're gonna... hmmmmffff... you're gonna love this! It's so much fun!" Skye gasped.

"I don't want to rush to judgement, but," Vivian said, before her tongue lolled out of her muzzle, over her plump lips, hanging well past her chin as she sank another foot down around the immense stalk, then lifted her feet and shoved them down into the taur's huge, fluffy white sac. The ghostly canine's body rippled in and out of translucency as her body thrust madly, her head and ears stretching away from the enormous wolfess's body as she kept taking more and more of the incredible length. Vivian's muzzle closed partly as she stroked her hands across her belly, drawing Skye and Freya's attention as well. They gazed down at the outline of the taur's massive shaft stretching away from the swells of her chest, then her eyes opened especially wide.

The wolf's tail flipped over, wrapping and squeezing around the huge knot at the base of the husky's cock.

"Where'd... where'd that come from?" Vivian gasped. Freya and Skye could only groan in unison as the husky's forelegs swept forward, shoving the wolf back, stretching her open even wider around the dark pink knot's huge veins and throbbing flesh.

The wolf's belly surged forward as the knot planted between her thighs. All three heads tipped back, howling, as she felt her entire body easily lifted up from the rotund taurbelly and then dropped back down, thudding her aching members and huge breasts across the broad field of white fur.

Stevie's eyes opened as he stared, still standing in shock, cock drooling in his clothes, as he watched the gorgeous huskytaur pumping an insane load into his gasping and cooing girlfriend. Her tits swelled larger, outgrowing her palms, and Stevie's tail curled back down around his plump backside when he saw her huge, dark lengths extending from beneath the plushness of her breasts. All three massive lengths thickened and throbbed, harder and larger than Stevie ever saw them before. His rump twitched as the taur's huge length flopped upwards, pointing nearly straight up and carrying the gasping, distended wolf with it. All three heads howled again as her triplicated shafts lurched upwards as well, no longer pinned by her copious breasts. Stevie's eyes glazed when he saw the that each of the massive, oversized cocks with which he was so intimately familiar now sported an all new tool for destroying his backside: an enormous knot, striped with veins and blood vessels, in an even dark black skin tone than the rest of the magnificently large shafts.

Freya's eyes cracked open, teeth bared in a growl, as she looked over at Stevie and saw the two-legged husky on his knees, both paws in his pants madly stroking his cock as he watched.

"Oooh, what a naughty boy," she moaned, drawing the attention of Skye and Vivian.

"I'll have to make sure to make him pay for that later. It'll be so much fun!" Skye gasped.

Vivian's tongue once more flopped from her muzzle as she closed her eyes, fingers squeezing across her massive belly.

"Should be only a few... urp... hours from now!"

The end