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The Payroll and Benefits Department

A SynTech Story

By Danath

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The main door to the Payroll and Benefits Department loomed large at the end of the hallway deep in the bowels of one of the many administrative sub-buildings scattered throughout the SynTech campus. Made of solid, dark red wood, the double doors stretched at least sixteen feet tall, while the ceilings were at least twenty. Solid brass letters spelled out the name of the department on the right side of the doors, while a lamp illuminated them. Additional lamps cast a pale, tasteful glow across the walls, which featured fancy oil artworks of seascapes.

Standing near the base of the massive doors and unable to reach the handle, a lean fox in a pair of black slacks and white button-up shirt studied the door carefully, wondering just how he was supposed to get inside the office he'd been assigned. Ozbert was hoping to make a good impression on his first day as a temp, but right now he'd be lucky to get inside on time. He tried to pull the doors open, but the heavy wood refused to budge.

A dark shadow crept up behind Ozbert, who had to leap out of the way as the door suddenly swung open. The fox dropped backwards onto his hips with a bounce and stared upwards, jaw slack with shock. His eyes followed the enormous rabbit striding through the door she easily tugged open. The enormous white and black bunny was easily twice Ozbert's height and didn't spare him a glance. A severely tight suit coat wrapped around her shoulders and drew in tight around her belly; the short sleeves left her muscular arms bare. Shapely, full hips spread a matching pale blue miniskirt around her thighs, ending well above her knees. While at first Ozbert's eyes were drawn to her chest, much of which was exposed by a low-cut top, the fox's gaze dropped lower after a moment. He wasn't sure if he was making a face, though he couldn't possibly be expected to keep his eyes from bulging as he realized the enormously tall rabbit swung enormous pipe. A solid, meaty tube of thick pink cock draped out of her sheath and down inside a pair of tight white panties, stretching them tight enough for the color to be seen clearly through them. Ozbert could even make out the fat, full veins running down the immense shaft, though the tip was hidden beneath a pair of balls many times the size of Ozbert's own head.

The muscular rabbit disappeared through the doorway and the heavy wood swung closed after her wispy tail. Ozbert licked his lips and pushed himself back to his feet. He stared at the closed door, jaw still agape. What kind of office was this? Had he simply imagined the enormous rabbit?

Any further questions leapt clear of his mind as another shadow passed by. The door swung open as he tipped his head up, staring as blatantly as he had at the rabbit as a vulpine like himself passed by, though she was built far, far differently. A sleek business-casual dress squeezed around her midsection, cupping her bouncing chest. Long, pointed high heels elevated her to an even more enormous height, giving extra definition to her calves and thighs, all the better to support the jostling sheath shoving outwards against the dark green fabric of the dress. Her bright red fur radiated, practically glowing, as she passed by into the doorway.

It closed behind her as Ozbert took another step back. Just how many of these enormous... office workers... were there? Regardless, he'd need to get inside somehow. Ozbert faced away from the door and watched as another pair of improbably large high heels carried another employee towards the Payroll and Benefits Department. The panda's plump belly and oversized chest barely fit into a pale yellow button-up blouse. Her thick rump spilled over the belt loops of the pants, coming up a foot or so short of her stub tail. A massive, flaccid arousal shoved lewdly forwards, causing the zipper to extend in an outward curl, before shoving down the left leg of the slacks. It was wide and fat enough to stretch the seams of her pants from her thighs to her knee.

Though Ozbert gawked, unable to help but stare as her chest jiggled and wobbled in the tight top, he managed to dash in through the open doorway just behind the panda, who was well over twice his height, probably close to or more than fourteen feet tall. The small fox lurched to a halt just inside the doorway as it closed behind him, and watched as the massive panda's two-toned figure strutted down the hallway to the right of a reception desk.

The enormous piece of furniture provided enough workspace for a golden-furred cougar, who nodded and smiled at the panda as she walked by.

"Morning, Paula."

"Morning, Sheila."

The cougar's tail tip thudded across the floor to the side of the reception desk. There were several chairs arranged around the outer edges of the small room, and Ozbert could see doors lining the hallways extending from either side of the room. The fox stepped forward and stood in front of the reception desk. He was about to raise his paw and speak to get the receptionist's attention - the fox needed to know how to sign in, or find his assignment, or whatever it was temps did in the office.

Before Ozbert could speak up, however, the door swung open behind him. Yet again, a shadow loomed over him, but this time it stopped. The fox looked up as he heard a loud, deep snort from above, and stared back into the large, dark blue eyes set into the black and white striped head of the zebra staring back at him.

"Oh, good," the zebra said. Her black lips, full and plump, pressed together as she swiftly cast her gaze over Ozbert's frame. The fox was less than half her height - his hips were thinner than her bicep. Her huge fingers swept down as she spoke, wrapping around the fox and dragging him off the ground with ease. "I really need a temp right now. Traffic was terrible this morning."

"That's what they're for," the cougar behind the desk said, nodding her head in agreement without looking up. "Aren't you carpooling with Nance?"

Ozbert's breath left him as he felt the huge fingers - white on the bottom, black on the top of the hands - casually drag him closer. He ripped his gaze away from the titanic orbs stretching outwards against a black top with a gold print pattern of palm leaves across the front - the upper four or five buttons were undone, revealing the lacy black bra beneath, as well as lots of the deep, vivid white cleavage created by her enormous twins. Ozbert's tail twitched against the zebra's fingers when he realized where she was pulling him to: a space directly above a giant, flexing, dripping black maleness spearing from the waistband of her black miniskirt. The pleated dress squeezed in around the base of her immense cock, which stretched at least three feet long from the base of her massive balls. The hem of the skirt barely covered half the fat orbs, neither of which remained fully within the lacy black panties that matched the visible bra above. Thick dribbles of clear pre-cum rolled down the huge flared crown of the zebra-shaft, trickling along the bulging urethra towards her nuts, and from there, to the floor by her glossy black hooves.

The fox squirmed, but the iron grip secured him easily as he felt the massive tip prod between his legs. He leaned back in the hand cradling his backside, arms pushing to try to lift himself away, as he protested the treatment.

"Wait, I'm new and this is where I'm supposed to report for my temp job, right?" he called up to the zebra. The enormous office worker ignored him as the pressure intensified along his backside and several splurts of musky pre-cum soaked into his freshly pressed shirt and slacks. "Hey, wait!"

"So, Paula, any news with you?"

"Oh, you know, the lease on my condo is coming up. I'm thinking about getting a place on-campus."

"Oh, really? I've heard the new apartment complexes have all the amenities you could imagine! Especially for us bigger gals!"

Ozbert's tongue jutted from his muzzle, which stretched wide open as he leaned as far as he could from the powerful fingers grasping his body. Her other hand soon joined in, dragging his other leg down along with the first. The zebra never even looked down as she squeezed the fox's body, forcing him against the tip of her maleness until his pants split open in the rear.

"W-wait, it's too b-bmmff!"

The vulpine's lower belly stretched as the three-foot-long shaft ground inside him. His hands shoved down against the bulge, desperately trying to push it back out even as it drove in deeper, stretching not just his belly, but his ribcage and upper chest. His head tipped back as he went slack, gurgling.

"I hear they're even putting in a full gym! That could be fun, couldn't it?"

The zebra grinned at Sheila as she shoved the squirming fox down against the base of her cock, wedging her incredible girth deep into the small male's body. His jaw flexed open, and he ran his paws down his throat as huge, sticky globs of clear pre-cum rolled over his lips and drizzled down his distended chest and belly. Ozbert's legs twitched, dangling to either size of the massive, onyx-skinned zebra balls pulled up against the base of the tremendous maleness by the black panties. His head bounced off the side of the desk as the zebra's fingers pulled away, leaving the much smaller male impaled on the girthy, flexing, stiff shaft.

"Mmmfff, that's better. Nothing like a fresh temp," the zebra said. Her elbows spread on the desk as she leaned over, draping her breasts over her forearms as she leaned forward, long muzzle extending towards the cougar. Ozbert couldn't speak as the huge zebra cock angled down, rubbing his head and chest against the wooden front as the zebra shifted her hips back and forth. "And if I get a new place, maybe you could come help me break it in, hmm?"

"Oh, you're so naughty, Paula!" the cougar said, plump lips stretching into a fiendish grin. "Maybe we should plan to take our lunches together again sometime."

"Sounds like a good plan to me. Anyways, I better run - don't want to be late! See you later, Sheila!"

"Oh, late, shoot!" the cougar said. "That reminds me - the coffee order isn't here yet!"

The golden-furred feline stood up from behind the reception desk. The bloated, twitching body of a chestnut brown stallion slid down the cougar's entire maleness. His bloated stomach pulled him down as the cougar stood, so that her hugeness pointed straight out from her hips. Like the fox, thick jets of clear pre-cum poured from his muzzle as his fingers squeezed into his plumped up belly.

The zebra waved and turned her hips. Her cock slid sideways along the front of the desk, dragging the impaled fox along with it. A smear of clear pre-cum gushed from his muzzle as his belly flattened against the wood despite his paws shoving as hard as he could against it.

"Oh, fuck, my legs," he gasped. "Please, let me- hrrggmffff!"

The zebra's shaft swung upwards once he slid to the end of the desk, slapping upwards until the fox's chest bounced off the zebra's chest. He fell back and away, arms and legs both dangling as the huge shaft drove to the hilt inside him. His head swung to the side, giving him a clear view of the stallion's twitching, bulging belly as he hung from the cougar's hips. A square ear piercing hung from the stallion's right ear; a pale blue light blinked on and off in the corner every few seconds. Ozbert's body, pulled down by gravity, swelled with Paula's thickness, and his tongue lolled out to the side as his eyes rolled back in his head.

Paula trotted down the hallway, allowing her massive cock to bounce freely, letting her rapid gait cause her huge cock to drive itself in and out of the stuffed male's small body. She ignored his gurgles and pleas as she rounded the corner of the hallway.

"Oh, good morning!"

"Morning, Paula!"

The zebra passed the black and white rabbit from earlier, who smiled and replied in kind even though she didn't even glance at the male stuffed onto the too-large flare. The other employees Paula passed by paid the gurgling fox even less attention as they handed the zebra forms and paperwork on her way to her office. Ozbert's chest bulged up to the base of his neck as the zebra finally made it to her office and settled her ample hips down into her chair. The fox grunted as he felt her incredible thickness shove him forward beneath the desk. He squirmed, but could do little as the huge thickness bobbed upwards, bouncing him off the underside. His mind went blank as he felt her veiny length pulse, each time making his whole body quiver.

How did this happen? Ozbert tried to think, but focusing on anything but the feeling of the massive, hot blooded maleness spreading him open to an unbelievable degree was impossible. His throat felt full, sticky, and he struggled for every breath as he shoved his paws against his belly, which felt hard and fat with all of the zebra's pre-cum. The musky, salty taste of her seed stuck to his tongue as even more poured from his nostrils. His tail hung limp from his backsides as both of his feet twitched down to the claw tips.

Ozbert heard a knock, muffled as it was by the zebra's muscular thighs grinding him up into the desk. There were voices, but he couldn't understand a word. At least until he felt a hand wrap around his midsection and squeeze his belly even more tightly around the giant schlong impaling him.

"Oh, sorry, didn't realize you hadn't tagged him yet," he heard the zebra say.

Blinking, confused, still shuddering with every beat of the pulsing maleness driven to the hilt in his too-small body, Ozbert stared blankly at the ten-foot-tall chipmunk leaning over the desk. She wore a cute black top with a casual pair of matching shorts, both piped with bright pink.

"Oh, it's my fault, Ms. Boulderbreaker. Somehow I didn't catch the little rascal on his way in!"

The chipmunk's black and brown striped arms reached out, grabbing Ozbert by the shoulders. His cheeks bulged as her palm shoved into his belly, forcing some of the gushing pre-cum filling his body out in a thick jet.

"Hrrgggllrrrr!"

The fox winced as the chipmunk snapped something around the base of his ear.

"All done! Sorry again, ma'am."

"Oh, don't worry, Angel. Good job tracking him down so quickly."

"Oh, well, you know, the new temps make so much noise, after all. Once they're tagged they're easy to find! Anyways, let me know when you need a new one, Ms. Boulderbreaker."

"Thanks, Angel."

The zebra may have said more, but the fox couldn't hear it - his world spun as the massive equine endowment shoved beneath the desk again, into the impossibly stuffy, musky darkness. Still dazed, he reached up and felt his tender ear, and was shocked to find a large square chip had been pierced into the tip, and a flash of pale blue light glinted across the wood in front of him every few seconds, just as it had on the stallion he saw earlier.

Ozbert wasn't sure how much time passed as the zebra's length jostled and throbbed. Occasionally her hand reached down, wrapped around the fox's hips, and forcefully repositioned the small male around the veiny base of her titanic shaft. Her knees shifted, squeezing the fox's backside up against the desk. Did twenty minutes pass? An hour? Two? Ozbert had no idea. All he could do was try to hang on to his sanity as the massive three-foot length kept him aloft, filling and refilling him over and over.

The fox managed a weak yelp as the zebra backed up her chair and stood. He gurgled as he swung up and then down, before his shoulders rubbed against Paula's stuffed top. The busy office worker plugged a hands-free headset into her ear before grabbing a stack of papers with her left hand. She clutched them in her fingers as the other hand squeezed around Ozbert's hips. The fox's head snapped back and forth as Paula strode out of the office dragging him up and down, rubbing him hard and fast. She nodded and smiled at her coworkers as she passed them by, and Ozbert's glazed eyes managed to make out that he wasn't the only male being carried around like a fleshy cocksleeve. He gurgled, throat swelling, as the zebra's flare ground deeper yet, filling and stretching him more than ever. Paula's fingers tightened as she trotted up to a conference room and opened the door. Inside, half a dozen other workers milled around.

"Oh, good, I'm not late," the zebra said, as some of the giants inside greeted her. "Sorry, blame the new temp for distracting me. Anyways, should we get started? Oh, actually, hold on one moment..."

The other office workers gathered for the midday meeting took their seats as Paula set her stack of papers on the table, then wrapped both hands around Ozbert's legs, one in each hand. Her hips pulled back, then thrust forward. The intentional, powerful thrusts were a whole different experience for the fox, whose tongue flopped from one side of his open muzzle to the other as she bred him deep, flooding his guts with her potent, musky seed. The zebra's length fattened, stretching the fox's belly tight enough that even the veins running up the shaft towards the flare appeared in outline against the splaying red and white fur of his belly and chest. Ozbert's fingers trembled, curling and uncurling, as her chest wobbled, jostling with the speed of her rapid and powerful movements.

Ozbert's tail stretched straight out from his backside as the zebra ground to the hilt and stayed there. The huge fingers of the twelve-foot-tall executive dimpled the small male's hips as she let out a satisfied snort.

"Ahhhh... that's better," she groaned. "Sorry, stressful morning, you know."

A chorus of sympathetic murmurs came from the conference table. Ozbert thought he'd been through the worst of it, but all sense of time and place left him as the first powerful gush of virile, hot seed flooded his belly. Her grip twisted him around, facing him away, as his jaws opened for the first of what would surely be many intense blasts of thick white jizz. The fox's eyes clenched shut as his stomach sloshed, stretching visibly, filling fuller and fatter by the moment as the huge stallion-shaft flexed and jerked inside the stretched vulpine body.

Paula snorted and wrapped both paws around Ozbert, pinning his arms down against his sides. A torrent of spooge jetted from his muzzle and his backside as her thumbs depressed his belly. She humped a few more times, making sure the limp body of the fox milked the last few blasts of seed out of her taut nuts.

It wasn't until his shoulders smacked against the floor that Ozbert realized the zebra had pulled him off her shaft. He hadn't even felt it. In fact, his hips shuddered and twitched as spasms of intense pleasure continued to run through his spine. His cock pumped, weak shots of thin seed adding to the gallons of stickiness already soaking him from head to toe. The zebra's flared tip dragged over his head and shoulders as she milked her length with her paw, blasting the small fox at point-blank range with deluges of seed so voluminous he felt as though someone were tossing five-gallon buckets of the stuff at him.

Paula gripped her mighty shaft at the base and flung the tip towards the wall, splattering the fox and floor with the last few drizzles before unceremoniously stuffing her half-hard cock into her black panties, causing the wet, dripping tip to squirt through the fabric beneath the hem of her skirt.

"Well, shall we get started?" the zebra asked, taking her seat at the table with her co-workers.

In the corner of the room, slumped with his shoulders partway up the wall, Ozbert gasped for breath as the occasional hiccup of jizz rolled over his lips.

"F... fuck... I can't... I can't move," he gasped. "H-help..."

He stretched his paw out towards the table, but his wrist collapsed into his swollen, turgid belly. Above his head, he saw a red glow and felt something vibrate. He reached up, movements slow and aching, and felt the square piercing in his ear gently shaking.

"Whuh... what's this..."

The door to the conference room opened and the chipmunk from earlier walked in. A half-hard pink maleness swung lower than her knees, clearly as long and thick as the zebra's, though smooth and unflared. A steady dribble of pre-cum followed in her wake as she set a tray of coffee mugs on the table without saying a word so as not to interrupt the meeting. The zebra and her co-workers continued discussions as the chipmunk turned and bounced over towards Ozbert. Reaching down, she grabbed him by the legs, squeezing them together in her fingers, and dragged him off the ground. His throat opened as gravity caused the sloshing seed inside to pour from his throat. His hands hung down past his head as the chipmunk stood and walked towards the door with the short male swinging at her side.

"Oh, Angel, send another intern when you have a chance," Paula said, turning halfway around in her seat.

Angel paused in the open doorway.

"Of course, Ms. Boulderbreaker."

"One for me as well, if you would, Angel," a massive lioness purred from across the table.

"Yes, Ms. Rockstead, right away."

The chipmunk grinned as she closed the door behind her. Ozbert, now mostly drained though still fat and plump, stared up at her as she lifted him easily with her muscular arm. Her eyes swept down towards his cum-drenched body.

"Hmmm... I'm not supposed to, but I hardly ever get to try out the new temps before they get too used, so... we'll just keep this between us, huh?"

The fox's eyes bulged as he felt his body swing around, and a warm, fat, throbbing pressure grind between his thighs. His well-abused tailhole gave in almost immediately, and his stomach bulged anew as the last few gallons of zebra cum gushed from his muzzle, to be quickly replaced by chipmunk. Angel's curled tail flicked behind her as she bounced down the hallway towards the temp break room. One of her paws wrapped around Ozbert's head and shoulders, forcing him down as she thrust against his flailing body with each step.

"Oooh, you'll be real... nnnff... real popular around here," Angel said. "You're fitting... oooh, yeah... right in!"

The end